K's Nose

This morning N was checking out K's nose. They had been playing and I thought maybe K had a bloody nose or something. N took care of whatever it was so I didn't think too much of it. Then a while later I noticed this red mark on K's nose. I asked him what happened and he didn't know. N chimes in and says, "I pinched him. It was actually pretty close to a shark bite." I stared at him in disbelief. Luckily, it doesn't seem to bother K.

A Family Update

I realized that I haven't blogged much lately. Not because there isn't anything to blog about, just because I haven't. At any rate here is a little update for anyone who cares.

My pregnancy is going along swimmingly. No problems as of yet, though my hands have started to itch a little. Could be dry skin though so I'm not overly concerned yet. I wish I could get a decent night's sleep. I have been having about 3 or 4 contractions a day. Kind of weird for me since I never had contractions with my other 3 until I started the pitocin.

Moday N and his parents loaded up a U-haul with all the garbage that the previous owners of our house had left in the backyard. They took it to the dump and found out it was 1200 pounds of trash! Other than that life has been pretty normal for N. He is trying to find $60 and my permission to buy the new Call of Duty game. I keep telling him maybe Santa will bring it early if he is good.

H is still loving school. This past Monday when I picked her up she told me she had a boyfriend. His name is Zander. He is also in her primary class. I asked her what having a boyfriend meant and she said that they play together. I wasn't too concerned until she said, "But, someday I will hug and kiss him." I told her that I thought she was a little too young to be hugging and kissing boys. She also told me she is trying to be friends with another boy named Christian, but he is always getting in trouble. Are there no girls in her class? Well, Friday when I picked her up she told me that Freddie made Zander break up with her. She didn't seem too devastated so I didn't push it.

K loves that fact that our new house is all tile downstairs. He rides his big Tonka dump truck all over and has so much fun doing it. Unfortunately, it isn't the quietest of activities. He also loves to play Uno and is pretty good at it. It is really helping him learn his numbers. This morning at breakfast we were eating pancakes and he took a huge bite. He told me he wanted a big tummy. Then he asked where my big tummy was so I showed him. He said, "Your tummy is almost as big as Dad's!" N was not too thrilled but I thought it was funny.

M is working on cutting his third tooth in about as many weeks. He has been pretty miserable, but most of the time he is still very happy. I'm not sure if he has a cold or if he just has a runny nose associated with teething. He is getting so big and is starting to stand on his own. He hasn't tried to take any steps and really doesn't cruise along the furniture, but he might just be walking by Christmas.

Someday I'll Think This Is Funny...Right?

Before:
After:
This afternoon H and K decided they needed to play a game. No big deal right? I didn't think so either until I saw that they had spilled the contents of every single card game we own all over the floor. They then refused to help me pick them up. So I sent them to their rooms. At some point K snuck into H's room, but I really wasn't too concerned. I just wanted them to be out of the way so I could clean up all the cards. Then it got really quiet. Too quiet. I called for them to come out and they didn't come. After about 3 or 4 times asking them to come out they emerged covered in paint. I jumped up (no small feat for an 8.5-month pregnant woman) and went in H's room and saw her closet. I burst into tears and called my mom who promptly offered to come and help me clean it up. As you can see from the "after" shots it didn't really come too clean. What you don't see in the before pictures are the 12 bottles of acrylic paint spilled everywhere, a handful of paintbrushes all over, 3 Sunday dresses ruined by the paint, the clothes H and K were wearing that were ruined by the paint, K's brand new shoes (as in, just bought them this morning) ruined by the paint, and H and K painted from head to toe.

Someday I might find this amusing...Today is not someday.

Is this for real?

Okay, so this is not something I would typically post on my blog, but I was looking through the ads today and saw this in the Kohl's ad. Now, is it just me or does that look like a ladies' top? Maybe I'm just so lost fashion-wise that I didn't realize this is the new style of mens' undershirt?

So, you're THAT kind of voter...

Today N and I were filling out our early ballots (yes, we've missed the mail in deadline). H asked what we were doing and we told her we were voting. She said that they voted at her school and that she voted for John McCain. I said, "Why'd you vote for him?" She said, "Because his assistant is a girl." (We think she was referring to his running mate, Sarah Palin.)

Budding Politician?

Sunday we went to church with my parents. Since their ward meets at lunch time, I took a small snack for the kids. As soon as we got to church I remembered that my parents' ward (maybe stake) has a no food in the chapel policy. H saw the snack in the diaper bag and wanted it. I double checked with my mom about the policy and told H that no snacks were allowed. She looked at me and said, "Are we still in the United States of America?" I said, "Yes," and she said, "Then we are free to do whatever we want."

Pretty

This past Monday we had lots of people over to help us clean and get things fixed around the house. When H got home from school she started playing. After a while I realized I hadn't heard a peep out of her in a while. I found her in my bathroom trying to make herself pretty. Of course she would have to use my waterproof mascara. I told her to stay out of my makeup and I put it away and went back to cleaning. Again, I noticed I hadn't heard from her in a while. I went back to the bathroom and found her with my makeup again.

First Day of School...Take 2

Since we moved, H had to switch schools. She was not too happy about it either. This past Monday was her first day as a Baracuda. We got her registered and in class and as I was walking away I was proud of myself for not crying like I did on her other first day of Kindergarten. I was, however, praying that she would find a friend and have a good day. Her teacher, Mrs. White (H wondered if her first name was Snow), said she had a good first day. Phew! She has since made friends with a girl named Riley.

Today was a half day at school and when we got home she came in the kitchen where I was making lunch and started crying. I asked her what was wrong and she said that no one would play with her at recess. My heart just sank and I sat with her and cried. Her poor heart was breaking and mine was breaking for her. Tomorrow will be better, right?

I'm kind of disappointed in this school so far. All I've seen H come home with is coloring pages. Yesterday she told me they watched "Max and Ruby" and "Spongebob" while waiting for school to get out. I really hope she is learning at school, but I'm not sure she is. When I ask her what they did she can't remember (which is not a different answer than I used to get, but at least at her old school I could kind of tell what she was learning by looking through all her papers).

What's Been Going On

I used to think it would be fun to buy an old fixer-upper and renovate it. Not anymore and this house isn't really a fixer-upper. We knew going in that this house was in need of a good cleaning, but I think we may have been a little optimistic about it all. On Friday I took the kids over to the house to start the cleaning process (cleaning with three kids in tow and being pregnant ought to be easy, right?). N had to work, but his parents and brother were going to be over to help me. I took one look at the house and was completely overwhelmed. I sat down and cried, regretting the decision to ever buy it. We started in and got to work. We had to have it clean enough that we could move our stuff in the next day. The kids feet and legs were black by the time we were done for the day. Even now, almost a week later, they still turn black when walking around barefoot. It is coming along, but we still have a lot to do. I would say that I regret buying it at least once a day. I keep telling myself that once we get settled in it will be okay.

I forgot to mention something about the house. To give you an idea of what we are talking about, N and his mom both cleaned 5 pieces of gum EACH off the top ledge of the shower. Seriously, who does that? Do you suddenly realize when you are in the shower that you had gum in your mouth and you no longer want it? I mean, you can't keep it in there for the 10 or so minutes of your shower? What the heck is that about?

In other news, M's first of two teeth finally cut through. The second shouldn't be too far behind. He is much happier and so am I.

M's Favorite Place in the Entire House

M loves to be under the table. Ever since he became mobile, if he is missing I know I can find him under the table. I recently discovered that his big brother and big sister purposely drop food on the floor for him to find. Earlier this week K dropped part of an Oreo on the floor and M found it. After he found it he absolutely wouldn't stay away from the table. Apparently I need to be more diligent about sweeping after meals.