December 4, 2011
There are two problems with our elf, Buddy.
Problem #1. He forgets to move some nights. No one confesses their guilt about touching him... because everyone knows that if you touch an elf they lose their magic powers and can't go back to the North Pole to tell Santa if you've been naughty or nice.
And problem #2. The biggest problem. Instead of enticing good behavior during this magical time of year, Buddy has seemed to instigate a plethora of tantrums, screaming, whining, crying, and out-right disobedience. I've come this close to using the "I'm going to tell Santa to take back all of your presents" threat. Christmas can't come soon enough.
December 3, 2011
This is the sole moment of peace and happiness today. Thanks goodness for a tree lot with Santa and a real reindeer.
The rest of the day was spent breaking up fights, putting Cole in time out for biting Pearl not once but twice, Cole destroying EVERYTHING even after being told "no" a hundred thousand times, trying to clean, doing laundry, ignoring my kids, wiping boogers, freaking out because you've been running ragged all day and the wind storm looks like it hit INSIDE the house, and screaming a lot. By all parties.
Minus Jeff. He was outside on clean up duty.
It's pretty sad when you have to tell your four-year-old you "pinkie promise" tomorrow will be a better day with less yelling and more fun.
December 2, 2011
This moment of goofing off did not occur today. It was last week when Jeff rearranged Pearl's bedroom to give her more room to play in. (Why did I not let the man do this sooner? Sure I was worried about Pearl freezing with her bed up against the wall, but man! It feels like we've doubled the size of her room now.) When we unloaded the bookcase to move it, Cole decided to crawl up on the shelf and take a little nap. Pearl soon followed.
But after having the power off for almost 36 hours, we've never been so grateful to come home to a warm house as we were tonight.
December 1, 2011
Here's the result of the category 2 hurricane force winds - that's 102 mph people! that devastated Davis County last night.
Well, some of the results. There's garbage cans from the park, roof from the pavilion, leaves, junk, branches, chairs, and a shattered playground all over the yard too.
Read the full scoop here and here.
November 30, 2011
Missi and I have great taste.
November 29, 2011
My sister came by tonight for dinner and visiting. The kids love it because they have someone to give them attention. I love it because I have someone to talk to and someone to keep my kids from clinging to my legs while I make dinner.
November 28, 2011
Mondays are becoming LOOOONG days without summer's warm weather to get us out of the house. So when Pearl asked me for the bazillionth time if we were ever going to do something fun today and reminding me that Mondays are family home evening nights, I decided to give in and do something fun.
So the boys went for ice cream ("boys date" as Pearl called it) and Pearl and I made some gingerbread houses. I 'd bought a kit with five mini-houses at Walmart for $9 a few weeks back, thinking we'd all sit down for F.H.E. and each make a house. Or that I'd have been more prepared and prepped all the houses before the decorating to save time, boredom, and my tired grip from squeezing thick frosting on everything. The anticipation was much more exciting for Pearl than the actual gingerbreading. But she persevered and finished one house all by herself... well minus the building of the thing and the red icing. Just because I gave in and did something fun, didn't mean I'd lost my "meanest mom ever" streak quite yet.
I have to say, those little houses were pretty dang cute when we were all done. We only finished decorating two of them but at least we will have three more we can decorate the next time Pearl wants to do something fun.
December 4, 2011
