Yes I admit we drive 4 hours round trip for 2 hours of sledding. :) The snow was pretty packed down and at the bottom of the hill there is a nice uphill runnaway stopping area for those who actually make it that far.
Some of my favorite moments:
My son screaming his head off as he's airborn and manages to stay on his tube while returning to the ground.
My daughter trying so hard and succeeding in avoiding taking out a little one who wandered onto the sledding zone. (It was a nice wipeout, have to admit.)
My husband making it to the top of the runnaway stopping slope and bailing before he's carried down the other side onto the frozen water down below.
My feet in the sky as each 10 lb boot took my legs spinning skyward while wiping out myself.
While taking my kid's friend and her older sister home, I'm asking them about what their New Year's Eve plans are. The older sister tells me she's having a party, which I respond to with something along the lines of that's good, that's what kids your age are suppose to be doing.
She then proceeds to tell me that it's her anniversary. I ask her if she has a boyfriend (I don't keep the best tabs on her, but I'm thinking I would have heard about that...) She goes quiet and was uncomfortable with the idea of her being attached and then tells me that it isn't that kind of anniversary, but rather the anniversary of when she started. My mind tells me, no that can't be what she's talking about so I ask her, "Started What?" Yup, my mind was right. She tells me that she figures everyone is celebrating that day anyway, so why not have a party for it? And yes all of her friends know what her party is really for.
She said I could post this, even use her name if I wanted.
Here on the "wet side" of Oregon, rarely do we see snow on the valley floor. But what we do get is 6 months of an almost constant sheet of rain poured out on us. I'm looking at my fingers and they're all pruney. Normally I'd have to be in water for a good amount of time to get them looking like this. I get these incredible results just by going about my daily activities, no pills to take, no tub soaks, all na-tu-ral. I know you're jealous. :)
While looking at a house (no we're not buying but it's a house that's been on the market for almost 2 years and curisosity got the better of us - imagine that), we go to the upstairs bathroom and I see something I have never seen before. Actually this entire house has a lot of things I've never seen before. It would suit us. :)
Back to the bathroom, to the left of the sink is a square metal sunken in box about 1 1/2' x 1' that has dirt in it with little toy tractors and small pine trees and little people that are on toothpick type sticks so it stays in the dirt easier. How cool is that?
This morning my husband walks by me and swats my bum. Well there were a few little ones who saw this and the next thing I know a little hand swats my bum followed by a little giggle. For the next half an hour I played cat and mouse with a few toddlers who thought it was the funniest thing in the world to swat my bum.
Today a little guy is wearing buzz lightyear on his shirt. Pointing to his shirt he tells me, "Buzz can fly." Then pointing to me he said, "But you can't."
A little girl asks me, "Why are you decorating for Christmas? It isn't Christmas time yet." Tell you what, I'm so excited for Christmas this year, I'd have it be tomorrow if I could. My kids keep telling me I have to wait.
Yesterday we made oreo truffles. If you haven't had them - I'm sorry, you won't find any at my house. :) Instead of regular melted chocolate, we put chocolate ganache on them. Very tasty.
This week was my husband's finals. He has them all done now and is overjoyed that this term is over. So this morning he's driving our daughter to school and is rubbing it in that she has to go to school and he doesn't. Her reply, "Ya but mom gave me truffles (in her sack lunch) and you're not going to school so she didn't give you any and I'd rather go to school and have mom's truffles."
After the last little ones wakes up from naptime, a 3 year old who doesn't take naps anymore cause he's a big boy asks me, "Can I be loud now?"
My son's friend is over and he tells me, "I have gas really bad, so just to warn you and sorry."
A little guy who's outgrowing nap time has learned that he gets to watch tv during newly found "quiet time". All week long he keeps asking if we can have naptime so he can watch a movie. "Can we take a nap now?"
After getting down the basket of marble works for the kids to play with, there is a loud and llooonnnggg repeated cheer of "Yay!" Well I can handle it for the first 3 minutes but then after minute 4 of 4 little ones yelling "Yay!" I cut them off and say it's time to do something else now. A little boy looks up at me and asks, "What should we do besides yell?"
A little 4 year old boy walks up to me and asks, "Are you medium sized?" I'm choosing to think he's referring to how tall, or short, I am since I was standing next to my husband who is a good foot taller.
During naptime the doorbell rings not just once, but twice. Very annoyed, I grumble about who would ring the doorbell at my house. Open the door and nobody is there. Are you kidding me? Then I hear my name. It's one of my boy's friends. He's about as far away from my house as he can be while still in view of the front door. Wearing safety glasses. Yelling to let me know there is something on my front porch that my son made for me and not to peak. Ya. Nothing to be afraid of. Only because I trust my son do I pick it up. And put it in the backroom until he confirms I shouldn't be wearing safety glasses too.
This morning started out just like any other morning. The regular tip toe quiet stuff so I won't wake Dustin up stuff. Have my face washed, teeth brushed, and the mascera is going on the 2nd eye when I think to myself - wait a minute. I don't remember turning my alarm off. What time is it anyway? Sneak back into the bedroom to look at the clock. 3:45 am. I'm wide awake. Makeup is already on. Nice. Well there is one Christmas present I haven't been able to figure out yet, guess this is a good time to look. Hope ya'll have a great one out there today!
There's this adorable little boy that comes to church with his grandma every week. His name is Chris. While flipping through the Bible, he gets very excited and tells her, "Look - my name is in the Bible!" Looking what he's referring to, she can see that it is actually Christ, not Chris. She lets him know and his response is, "You mean that Jesus was named after me?"
Thursday night was my son's first band concert. (They combined with the choir.) They have A & B days with only 12 weeks into the school year, 99% of the students never having any previous instrument / reading music lessons. I wasn't expecting much. A few highlights from the evening:
In the choir, there were 2 girls that must have been sisters. A bit into the song, the older one reaches across and starts pushing her sister - who is in the row ahead of her and about 3 people over. It didn't make much sense to me till the next verse when the younger sister walked over and sang a solo. The really funny part is that she was smacking on gum the entire time.
The band is about to play. The audience is quiet. The director stands to the side of his box stand and waits till he has their full attention. When he's satisfied they're watching him, he takes the stand. As he raises his hands signaling the students to ready their instruments, the students immediately respond. In the process, a boy in the front row knocks something off of his stand shattering the silence as it hits the floor. As quick as only a 6th grader can, he pulls an innocent face and points to his female stand partner.
The choir participants left their programs by their feet when they stood to sing. There was one girl whose program must've been bugging her because through the entire song she didn't sing a single note but was looking down at her leg and rubbing it with her other foot, trying to shift her weight, and finally just bending down and picking it up.
The band was just getting ready to start and the boy responsible for the bells was trying so hard to keep them quiet. He was doing a good job considering the task when the boy sitting next him whispers quite louding, "Shut up!"
The band director, in his zest during the last number, moved just the wrong direction and knocked out the support on the left side of the box-podium he was standing on. Very loud bang when it hit the ground.
Overall, I think it was the absolute best "1st concert" I have ever heard. I was very impressed with how much the director accomplished in such a short amount of time, so much better than I was even hoping for. If I can figure how to get anything off of my camera, I'll post a song. They did awesome!
Yesterday for lunch our vegetable was peas. Guess how many got eaten? Not many. Even with butter & salt. When my husband got home, he pulled out some blue colored white chocolate. (It isn't just women that go for chocolate.) When the little ones asked him what he was eating, he happen to say, "It's blue colored peas. Do you like peas?" Of course after not eating for lunch, there was a blank look on the face and asking if it was really blue colored peas.
Today while getting lunch ready I was enthusiatically asked, "Can we have peas today?"
My brother in law was tucking his young and very tired daughter in bed and made the mistake of trying to talk to her. (I'm guessing the standard questions like - did you have a good day today?) She tells him, "Be quiet daddy, I need to go to sleep." So he asks her if he can sing a song to her to help her fall asleep. Her whispered reply, "I'm already asleep."
My husband is such the charmer. My father was a romantic and set the bar pretty high for his daughters' husbands. My husband doesn't try to match my dad but does romance his own personal style, which is great in my opinion.
So this morning after a one-upping sarcastic match gone wrong, I get a text from my husband. Maybe you've seen it - the cartoon dancing turkey with the song, "Thank You for Being A Friend" playing in the background. Ahh, gotta check and see what time he sent it to see if it was after I was annoyed at him or before. But before I do, there's a caption under it. It says, "Hey turkey! I love you! I am thankful you are a part of my life. (I'm thinking, awww - then the last line grabs my attention.) -Lisa Timothy"
Ok - so let's see what time he sent it first. 6 minutes ago. K, after I was annoyed. Knowing my husband, I'm even more curious. Who else did he send this to? Quickly I look under details. This is when I start laughing because he has sent it to a whole bunch of people. I know he's outside working on the truck, but really talking to our neighbor right now so I just gotta tease him. I walk outside and ask him, "Hey love, do you know what you just sent a bunch of people?" His response, a little cautious, "Uh ... ya?" I'm laughing and tell him, "I don't think you do - look at this." His expression was priceless. Right then he gets a text back from one of the guys he studies with at school asking him who Lisa Timothy is. Oh, he goes red and was so embarrassed. He sent it to his mom, his sister, guys from work & school, ...
Yes he did grant me permission to post this. Happy Thanksgiving!
Every year you hear about someone doing it. It delays everything. It can cause bad moods and hungry guests. And this year I finally am taking my turn.
This morning, an hour before I plan on getting up and about 4 hours after going to bed, I get a text from my niece. Ok, well I'm awake now so I might as well get a jump start on the turkey. Yay! I'll be ahead of schedule for once. (Insert happy dance here.) Preheated the oven right away to warm up the kitchen, got the stuffing made, the turkey all prepped / stuffed, I'm ready to go. When I open the oven, it had just kicked back on and a blast of hot air pushes at me. Down goes the temperature before putting the turkey in so that it isn't blarring at me the entire time. In goes the turkey. I'm thinking going back to bed sounds like a great idea. Yup, forgot to turn the oven back on. It's my turn this year, hopefully my hand is the only one up in the air claiming that mistake this year.
We just bought a new computer. Just the basic tower, keyboard and mouse. We already had a good monitor. We were down to one sad little speaker and when it stopped working, I sprang for an early Christmas present, a $12.00 speaker set at Target. This morning I tried to install it. I followed the directions step by step, very carefully. I plugged the green tipped plug into the green hole in the computer. I went to the start menu, chose control panel then sound and audio devices etc. etc. and nothing happened. So I called customer support. She walked me through each step and when that didn’t work she suggested it might be our sound card. I searched “sound card” online and installed Driver Boost for the bargain price of $30.00 for 2 years. When that didn’t work, I called my neighbor who happened to be at home on this snow day (Don’t get me started about the schools being shut down because of the skiff of snow we got last night! I grew up in Utah and I don’t remember even 1 snow day!!!) My neighbor walked me through a few other things to check then suggested I call HP for warranty information. I explained to my y 7-year old, who had been patiently waiting for his turn on the computer that I needed to fix the sound and then he could have his turn. He promptly walked over to the keyboard and pushed the mute button.... Voila! We have sound! ....WHO KNEW THERE WAS A MUTE BUTTON ON THE KEYBOARD????!!!!!
When we first moved to Oregon and saw that they closed schools down for "snow days" when in reality there wasn't enough snow on the ground to cover the grass, I thought it was pretty funny. I now understand that underneath the fine layer of dust is ice. Nice ice that is going to be around for a while if it's cold enough to snow.
So today was a snow day. No school for the kids - yippie! Instead, there was laughing about the tiny baby snowflakes and wondering if they were going to stick. The forgotten coats and borrowing older kids jackets so they can get in on the fun. Making snow angels out of 1/3 snow, 1/3 leaves, and 1/3 mud. Coming in without gloves and "showing" everyone how cold their hands are. The pile of shoes, jackets, hats by the back door that I really am grateful didn't make it further into the house. Watching movies to warm up. Eating ice cream. And then going back outside for more. It's almost dark right now, the back porch light is on, and outside are 5 cold and very happy kids.
Just got a coupon in my email, I'll share it with you - read their adjectives and then the restaurant name. :) Didn't ever put those two together buy hey, maybe it's just me, but I thought it was funny.
Cute little 3 year old girl goes to give a teething 10 month old a hug. Very adorable. Till she's pulling away and her nose gets in the vacinity of the baby's mouth. Yup. She got it. Just goes to show, babies will put anything in their mouths.
If you find yourself at my house today, you're in for a treat. :) Literally. Unless they're all gone ...
So this post won't make you laugh, but if you make them I'm betting it'll put a few smiles on your face. :)
When I saw this recipe I really wanted to try it and since today is a chocolate day, yay - we're making these. :) Can I tell you -wow- how great they are?!? Even the dough is just fantastic. I won't claim them to be my favorite, cause LaDawn didn't make them. They are pretty great though.
Chocolate Chip Cookies (this recipe is doubled)
2 C butter
1 1/2 C packed brown sugar
1/2 C sugar
1 pkg (larger box) chocolate fudge pudding
1 Tbsp vanilla
2 tsp baking soda
4 1/2 C flour
1 pkg chocolate chips
Mix butter, sugars, and pudding. Add eggs, vanilla, and b. soda. Gradually add flour. Stir in chips. Bake for apx 9 minutes.
My note: most of you know we eat mostly organic. In this recipe I used the Red Mill organic stone ground wheat flour.
I got to be a chaperone with my son's science class' field trip. It was great and I really wish I had my camera with me. With 45 students (1 1/2 classes) and parents, the bus was quite crowded. My own son wanted to sit with his friend which is fine - the boy gladly gives my hugs and kisses in front of his friends so really I'm already treading into borrowed time here - but this girl moved her stuff over and offered me to share her seat. Very kind of her. She was very tuned into her DSi, but occasionally would pop to talk a bit. At one point, she was telling me about her older brother. I guess I started thinking about my own daughter and thinking how she'll describe her older brother when she's this age when I blurt out, "Older brothers are pretty awesome, hu?" Wow. If you know my niece Kim, it was one of her, "Have you come from another dimension?" look. Wrong thing to say. She went back to her DSi.
In all the times we've been to the ocean, I have never seen whales this close up. These were just incredible! Here we caught the whale blowing, if you look close you can see the different color under the water - yup, that's a whale. :)
Check this out, the whale's tail!
These were shore sitings - we were VERY excited! Dustin was ready to throw his wetsuit on and go swimming with them. :) It was great! Put smiles on all of our faces - hopefully it will for you too.
As we're eating breakfast this morning, a 2 year old girl gets the hiccups. While they're pretty cute sounding and if I'd thought about it I would've recorded this, but I didn't so I'll tell you instead.
In her cute little squeeky 2 year old way, she hiccups and then with just a shocked look on her face, she says, "Wo-oh!" With each new hiccup again the startled look expressing her concern over what was happening to her body and then say again, "Wo-oh!"
A few weeks ago I was hunting for a new casual shirt for my husband. I found an awesome black t-shirt with a motorcycle on the back. I am a total sucker for a nice bike. So I bought it for him. Since it was on sale and I had a coupon, I bought one for myself too. :) Every time I wear it, the same 3 year old little boy asks me, "You wearing Dustin's shirt?" So to my satisfaction, he put his on and a little 3 year old girl asked him, "Why are you wearing Tamra's shirt?"
In a last ditch effort to make every single second of his allotted electronic game time count, I walk in to see my son playing not only a game on the computer, but he also has his DSI out playing a game on it too. While laughing about it, he lets me know that he really has 2 different games going on the internet so really he's playing 3 at the same time - so that he can switch back and forth between the games while he waits for another game to do it's thing. Gotta make that 1/2 hour count!
My son can make just about anything out of paper. He's young and could write a book about origami. Today he make a paper airplane for a 3 year old just for fun. The proud 3 year old walks up to me with the airplane upside down and backwards, throws it at me (guess how great it flew), and then frustrated tells me, "you 'pose to catch it!"
One mom dropping her 2 year old off, we'll call the mom "Jane." Well Jane's daughter is not a morning person and leaving her mom just isn't on her list of easy things to do. One tactic a lot of parents use is to get their child occupied and then sneak off when the child is happy and not paying attention. Sound familiar?
She's getting down the hall, opening the door, whispering bye to me and quietly closing the door with about 2 inches to go when another 3 year old girl sees her and yells top notch, "Goodbye Jane!"
This true story starts out on a rainy morning. This morning to be precise. It's raining today, which it does 6 months out of the year and my husband is outside moving stuff in the back of the truck around. He comments to me that he needs a rain coat on. Okay, since I'm not doing anything else to help him, I can get him something to keep him dry at least. :) Cause I love my husband. :)
When he puts the jacket on, it's a few minutes but eventually his hands go into the pockets. He stops, makes a funny face, and slowly pulls out not 1 handful, but both hands full of broken sea shells, melted and rehardened goo, some old kleenex, and I'm really not sure of what the rest is. He's grossed out and I'm laughing. So to that very special someone who was with us at the beach this past summer, borrowed a jacket, and was kind enough to be the garbage can for all of the kids - thank you. This morning was a round of laughs when we figured it out. :)
Yesterday my friend came over during lunch time. A captive audience awaited her since she knocked on the door and it's the biggest deal when someone is at the door - who is it? When she came in, instead of saying "hi", she gets asked, "Where is your husband?"
Her reply, "I don't have one."
Next question, "Why not?"
Fast forward a few hours later, a dad is picking up his son. My daughter looks at him - then at this son - then back at him and tells him, "I don't get it. You're bald but (pointing to his son) he isn't ..."
My 7 year-old woke up much earlier than usual and was surprised to see that it was still dark outside. He said “Wow! Does Dad get up for work like this every morning? I was only up this early one other time and that was Christmas!”
I think the prediction on texting can come in quite useful, but it can be quite annoying when you mean one word and another gets sent instead. We've all done it - but this one was too funny to pass on.
What the text was suppose to say: (Blank) won't be coming tomorrow, things fell through...
What the text actually said: (Blank) won't be coming tomorrow, thongs fell through...
(No sting intended, I laughed so it's ok for you to laugh as well.) While coloring, the kids were each taking their turns talking about when their moms were going to pick them up.
"My mom's gonna pick me up after naptime."
"My mom's gonna pick me up before dinner."
"My mom's gonna pick me up too!"
Looking at me, asking "When is your mom gonna pick you up? Oh, that's right, your mom's dead so you don't have a mommy anymore."
My response, "Actually I still have a mommy"
"Oh, did you bought a new one?"
As if ANY mom could ever be replaced, but it was funny!
Quite amused, I told her that yes my mommy is in heaven, and she is still my mommy.
The next question to me is, "How do you get to heaven and back to see her?" :)
This morning my daughter woke up and gave me a hug, she pulled back, rubbed her hands on my sides and belly and tells me, "Mom! You've lost fat! At least it feels smaller ..." (this after eating a donut for breakfast - and no it wasn't organic)
Sitting quietly - unusual but it did happen - arranging his lunch at the table. First the piece of ham goes down, then the carrots on top, when another 3 year old asks him, "Why are you playing with your food?" His response, "I'm not, they're going to sleep." After thinking about it for a minute she asks him, "Where is the blanket?" He looks down at his food, picks up the banana, lays it across the carrots and says, "There it is!" She looks down at her own plate and says, "I wish my food was sleeping too."
While potty training, I reward toddlers pretty heavily. Nothing says good job like a clump of sugar, right? One of the little guys I watch right now was at his grandma's house and after doing his business joyfully told her, "I poop for candy!"
While visiting my dad in another state, he gives us our Christmas presents to take home. Of course we're not waiting that long to open them - but before we dive in, my kids ask me if I have any guesses of what it is. Not likely. My dad gets whatever looks good to him at any given point of time - not much chance of guessing what it is. We dive in and get not one, but two ...
I called my sister and had another good laugh, she pointed out there might be something inside of the boxes. This is from my dad so I hadn't thought about that, but huh - maybe? Nope. Had to admit though, he did get me one of the best presents he could have, money can't buy how happy laughing at this has made me. Merry Christmas! :)