In September Teeny discovered a girl in his class had a crush on him. Which wasn't a bad thing because it turned out that he had a crush on her too. This of course meant that they were "going together" or whatever they're calling it in elementary school these days. Coincidentally, this girl's brother is in the same Cub scout troop as Teeny and the following Thursday was Pack meeting. This meant that I got to meet her. I was excited to see who had caught my son's eye. She was pretty and seemed nice but she was hanging all over my son the entire time. She was obviously twitterpatted. I thought it seemed a tad excessive for the age but I found out later that she's 11, which explains a whole lot about her behavior.
Have I mentioned that Teeny turned 9 at the end of the summer?
Well, a week or so went by and suddenly this girl decided that she no longer liked him. Which is normal for the age. I didn't think anything of it. I consoled my son and moved on. Until he mentioned that she was now being mean to him. I guess she wasn't okay that he wasn't pining for her. I advised him to just ignore her. He replied that it was a little hard to since she now sits by him.
Later we were on a date and Taylor Swift's latest hit came on the radio. Teeny started singing along and then inspiration struck. I teasingly told him that he should sing this song to her to let her know he was so over her and the way she was treating him. We laughed and forgot about. That is until he came home from school the next Monday with a huge grin on his face. Yup, he actually did it. On the walk home from school Graham had started singing "We are never ever getting....." to her. As you can guess, she was ticked.
Let's just say this song came out at the perfect time.
While I find the whole situation funny, I fear that I might have sent the wrong message to my son. Have a taught him to treat his "exes" poorly? Or have I taught him that it's okay to stand up for himself in a non mean way? What do you think?
Ella
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November 15, 2012
October 11, 2012
Finally!
I finally have a moment to myself and thought that since you've been neglected for far too long, I'd sit down and let you know that I haven't forgotten you. I've been adjusting to our new schedule with school starting (They've been in school for one month now!), O'Henry's I-have-to-touch-climb-eat-everything-now stage and everyone hitting a growth spurt so they're eating all the time. It may not sound like a lot but between getting homework done, hearing about all the drama at school, trying to fit in time to go play with their friends, Cubscouts and getting school stuff set out the night before we hardly have any down time.
And then there's O'Henry.
He went from swaying as he walked one day to climbing up on top of the dining room table and pelting everyone with crackers the next day. He is into absolutely everything! I'm used to all the kids sort of keeping an eye on him but now that they're all at school, it's just me. It's exhausting. Especially since Tater tot seems to be in cahoots with him. The other day I found O'Henry playing in the pot cupboard with Tater tot sitting around him whilst he poured the salt shaker all over him. It looked like he'd been out in a blizzard. And they have this little sensor in their head that tells them when Mommy begins to pull up her blog. Let's just say that there have been many times I've attempted to write but was interrupted with a situation that required my immediate attention.
Can I just say how grateful I am that they've managed to coordinate their nap time today!
The other day I made 36 muffins and 2 loaves of zucchini bread on in addition to all of the regular meals. Within 12 hours we only had 12 muffins left. My mind still has a hard time wrapping around it. Teeny is complaining constantly of being hungry. O'Henry is so hungry that if I don't read his mind quick enough, he goes scrounging in the garbage for food. And since that's gross, I've had to start feeding him every 30 minutes or so just to keep him out.
Have I ever mentioned that Mr. Ella gets super grumpy and mean whenever he's hungry? And have I ever mentioned how he passed this trait on to all of our children? So if anyone is super dramatic or grumpy, we feed them. Within 15 minutes we have a peaceful household again.
On the plus side, the food I make is always appreciated! Which makes me feel special.
Ella
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And then there's O'Henry.
He went from swaying as he walked one day to climbing up on top of the dining room table and pelting everyone with crackers the next day. He is into absolutely everything! I'm used to all the kids sort of keeping an eye on him but now that they're all at school, it's just me. It's exhausting. Especially since Tater tot seems to be in cahoots with him. The other day I found O'Henry playing in the pot cupboard with Tater tot sitting around him whilst he poured the salt shaker all over him. It looked like he'd been out in a blizzard. And they have this little sensor in their head that tells them when Mommy begins to pull up her blog. Let's just say that there have been many times I've attempted to write but was interrupted with a situation that required my immediate attention.
Can I just say how grateful I am that they've managed to coordinate their nap time today!
The other day I made 36 muffins and 2 loaves of zucchini bread on in addition to all of the regular meals. Within 12 hours we only had 12 muffins left. My mind still has a hard time wrapping around it. Teeny is complaining constantly of being hungry. O'Henry is so hungry that if I don't read his mind quick enough, he goes scrounging in the garbage for food. And since that's gross, I've had to start feeding him every 30 minutes or so just to keep him out.
Have I ever mentioned that Mr. Ella gets super grumpy and mean whenever he's hungry? And have I ever mentioned how he passed this trait on to all of our children? So if anyone is super dramatic or grumpy, we feed them. Within 15 minutes we have a peaceful household again.
On the plus side, the food I make is always appreciated! Which makes me feel special.
Ella
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August 8, 2012
Who Knew Brushing Your Teeth Could Be So Dangerous?
I'm pretty sure that my daughter will never forgive me for telling this story but I just can't help myself. So let's just keep this between ourselves and maybe she won't find out. Hopefully.
Let me begin by pointing out that we only have one bathroom for 8 people. That's right. One bathroom. Needless to say we have an "open door" policy. Which basically means you can't lock the door just in case there is an emergency potty situation and with 5 people in the house being under 9 years old, you can imagine how frequently this happens. There is also the fact that even though you lock the door, the lock pops open if you jiggle the knob. I don't see this changing anytime soon as Mr. Ella is not handy. I still love him though.
So, a few nights ago the kids went to the bathroom to brush their teeth before bedtime. While everyone else was busy getting their toothbrushes and toothpaste, Teeny decided he needed to use the bathroom. Well, Sweet Cheeks was the first to begin brushing her teeth and went to claim the prize of sitting on the toilet seat. Without looking behind her. You can see where this is going. She ended up falling in the toilet and then to top it off, received an unwelcome shower.
I had no clue but did you know that it takes boys a few seconds to stop peeing?
Poor Sweet Cheeks. Not only was she soaked in grossness but we couldn't technically punish her brother for anything. He technically didn't do anything wrong. We have had to threaten him to keep his lips closed regarding this matter. You could see the desire to share this juicy bit of grossness with all of his friends. We've assured him that dire consequences will occur if we find out he shared this with ANYONE. Which is partly why I feel guilty about sharing the story myself. But I had to tell someone.
My lack of posts have been due to several things; problems with my internet, frustrations with my computer and pure laziness. Everything else but my laziness has been resolved. Hopefully school starting will chase away the summer laziness part. We'll see.
Ella
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Let me begin by pointing out that we only have one bathroom for 8 people. That's right. One bathroom. Needless to say we have an "open door" policy. Which basically means you can't lock the door just in case there is an emergency potty situation and with 5 people in the house being under 9 years old, you can imagine how frequently this happens. There is also the fact that even though you lock the door, the lock pops open if you jiggle the knob. I don't see this changing anytime soon as Mr. Ella is not handy. I still love him though.
So, a few nights ago the kids went to the bathroom to brush their teeth before bedtime. While everyone else was busy getting their toothbrushes and toothpaste, Teeny decided he needed to use the bathroom. Well, Sweet Cheeks was the first to begin brushing her teeth and went to claim the prize of sitting on the toilet seat. Without looking behind her. You can see where this is going. She ended up falling in the toilet and then to top it off, received an unwelcome shower.
I had no clue but did you know that it takes boys a few seconds to stop peeing?
Poor Sweet Cheeks. Not only was she soaked in grossness but we couldn't technically punish her brother for anything. He technically didn't do anything wrong. We have had to threaten him to keep his lips closed regarding this matter. You could see the desire to share this juicy bit of grossness with all of his friends. We've assured him that dire consequences will occur if we find out he shared this with ANYONE. Which is partly why I feel guilty about sharing the story myself. But I had to tell someone.
My lack of posts have been due to several things; problems with my internet, frustrations with my computer and pure laziness. Everything else but my laziness has been resolved. Hopefully school starting will chase away the summer laziness part. We'll see.
Ella
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June 6, 2012
California Trip
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| The view just a one minute walk from our hotel |
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| I discovered I have a bridge phobia because the thought of driving over 8 1/2 miles of bridge to get to San Francisco scared me to death |
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| So we took the ferry |
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| We met Claude the albino alligator at the California Academy of Science |
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| Doesn't Claude look creepy and hungry? |
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| Teeny named his momento Suchhi (because it kind of looked liked Sarco suchus Imperator or SuperCroc) with Mike, Junior and Abel her babies |
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| Teeny in front of the Oakland California Temple for The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints. Isn't it beautiful? |
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| And here is the whole reason for our trip. I'd like to introduce you to SuperCroc. It's mouth was so big I could have easily fit in it. |
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| It looks like SuperCroc decided Teeny would make a nice snack |
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| This elephant knew it was time to eat and was patiently waiting at the food drop off spot |
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| Teeny channeling his inner alligator |
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| View of San Francisco from the ferry on our way to Pier 39 |
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| Alcatraz island |
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| We weren't the only one crazy for alligators and crocodiles. Here's what we found in the window of Boudin's Bakery; bread shaped into a momma alligator and her baby with a few turtles. I'm not sure why turtles but they're cute. |
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| Our last morning in California. I had promised Teeny could make a sand castle everyday but we never got to it. Here's is our last minute attempt made with a juice cup from breakfast. |
Ella
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April 2, 2012
California Here We Come!
Tickets have been purchased. A hotel and rental car has been reserved. Plans are being formulated. And I am getting so very excited!!
My oldest, Teeny, has saved enough money and we are going to the Oakland/San Francisco area at the end of May. For a week.
We are heading to see SuperCroc. My son is beyond excited to get his picture taken by this ferocious fossil. It will be the culmination of an obsession that has lasted over half of his life.
He is also super excited because he gets to go on vacation for a week with no one else but Me. While he loves his siblings, he sometimes feels as if he doesn't get as much of my attention as he wants. So, this is a big deal to him. We're going to pack as much fun as we can into our time together. We will be eating his favorite foods (even though I personally don't care for them): Chinese & seafood. He already has the restaurants picked out. He's decided that we need to visit the zoo on the day that the alligators are fed since we can see SuperCroc any ol' time. We'll ride the ferry across the bay. Take another ferry out to Alcatraz. Walk across the Golden Gate bridge. Gorge ourselves on ice cream. And spend every other available minute swimming in the pool at the hotel.
While all these things are interesting, I am especially interested in checking out Trader Joes. I have heard so much about it from my many blog wanderings and I'm intrigued. A store that sells cookie butter and chocolate peanut butter..... I feel the need to go check it out. The best part is that there is a store down the road from our hotel. Yes!!! I think I'm more excited to go there than I am to visit Alcatraz. My only concern is what I'm going to do if I love it so very much. There's obviously no location close to me. I might need to find a supplier.
Still there is one down side to our trip. I'm going to have to leave my baby (he'll be 9 months by then) at home with my husband. I'll have to go a whole week without snuggling, cuddling or kissing him. And what if he does something amazing and I miss it? I just don't know how I'm going to handle it. What if he forgets me? A week is an awfully long time to a baby.
I'm pretty sure copious amounts of sugar and chocolate will be involved in helping me get through this.
Ella
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My oldest, Teeny, has saved enough money and we are going to the Oakland/San Francisco area at the end of May. For a week.
We are heading to see SuperCroc. My son is beyond excited to get his picture taken by this ferocious fossil. It will be the culmination of an obsession that has lasted over half of his life.
He is also super excited because he gets to go on vacation for a week with no one else but Me. While he loves his siblings, he sometimes feels as if he doesn't get as much of my attention as he wants. So, this is a big deal to him. We're going to pack as much fun as we can into our time together. We will be eating his favorite foods (even though I personally don't care for them): Chinese & seafood. He already has the restaurants picked out. He's decided that we need to visit the zoo on the day that the alligators are fed since we can see SuperCroc any ol' time. We'll ride the ferry across the bay. Take another ferry out to Alcatraz. Walk across the Golden Gate bridge. Gorge ourselves on ice cream. And spend every other available minute swimming in the pool at the hotel.
While all these things are interesting, I am especially interested in checking out Trader Joes. I have heard so much about it from my many blog wanderings and I'm intrigued. A store that sells cookie butter and chocolate peanut butter..... I feel the need to go check it out. The best part is that there is a store down the road from our hotel. Yes!!! I think I'm more excited to go there than I am to visit Alcatraz. My only concern is what I'm going to do if I love it so very much. There's obviously no location close to me. I might need to find a supplier.
Still there is one down side to our trip. I'm going to have to leave my baby (he'll be 9 months by then) at home with my husband. I'll have to go a whole week without snuggling, cuddling or kissing him. And what if he does something amazing and I miss it? I just don't know how I'm going to handle it. What if he forgets me? A week is an awfully long time to a baby.
I'm pretty sure copious amounts of sugar and chocolate will be involved in helping me get through this.
Ella
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February 11, 2012
SuperCroc
Like most little boys, my oldest son was enthralled by dinosaurs at a young age. It started when he was one and hasn't really stopped. A few years ago he discovered a dinosaur movie about a SuperCroc; a 40 foot crocodile that ate dinosaurs. He was utterly fascinated! It made dinosaurs real to him.
In 2nd grade, his teacher introduced him to the Internet. He used to rush through his work on a special website so that he could search out more information about SuperCroc. Being the smart kid he is, he discovered lots of stuff about SuperCroc. He even found out that there are life like replicas of the SuperCroc in a traveling exhibition. He decided he must visit them! Unfortunately, the exhibits were disbanded and all the life like replicas were sent to museums outside of the United States. He was heartbroken!
After a little digging, I found an intact fossil at the Oakland California Zoo. Of course he wanted to go right now. Being poor, I advised him that wasn't possible but I made a deal with him; if he could earn/save enough money to pay for his airline ticket then I would pay for everything else.
Well, the time has come to make reservations. I have to say that I'm quite excited! And a little obsessed. I've never been to California or the San Francisco/Oakland area. I don't know anyone there and have a whole bunch of questions about hotels, things to do and what the best way is to get around. I'm sure everything will work out. I just like to plan things out in detail so that there are minimal things that can go wrong. It's just who I am.
The best part is that it will just be my son and myself. Much to the dismay of my other children, they will staying at home for time with Dad. I told them they could come if they had enough money for an airline ticket. They won't be coming.
SuperCroc here we come!!!!!!
Ella
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In 2nd grade, his teacher introduced him to the Internet. He used to rush through his work on a special website so that he could search out more information about SuperCroc. Being the smart kid he is, he discovered lots of stuff about SuperCroc. He even found out that there are life like replicas of the SuperCroc in a traveling exhibition. He decided he must visit them! Unfortunately, the exhibits were disbanded and all the life like replicas were sent to museums outside of the United States. He was heartbroken!
After a little digging, I found an intact fossil at the Oakland California Zoo. Of course he wanted to go right now. Being poor, I advised him that wasn't possible but I made a deal with him; if he could earn/save enough money to pay for his airline ticket then I would pay for everything else.
Well, the time has come to make reservations. I have to say that I'm quite excited! And a little obsessed. I've never been to California or the San Francisco/Oakland area. I don't know anyone there and have a whole bunch of questions about hotels, things to do and what the best way is to get around. I'm sure everything will work out. I just like to plan things out in detail so that there are minimal things that can go wrong. It's just who I am.
The best part is that it will just be my son and myself. Much to the dismay of my other children, they will staying at home for time with Dad. I told them they could come if they had enough money for an airline ticket. They won't be coming.
SuperCroc here we come!!!!!!
Ella
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February 3, 2012
Be My Valentine
It's finally happened. My oldest son has his first official Valentine. Her name is Hannah. She's in his class. Here's how it went down:
He wrote a note asking her, "Will you be my Valentine?" At the bottom he made 2 boxes; one labeled yes and the other no. He then gave this note to her while he pretended to grab his journal.
He was nervous. Why? Because like most girls, she showed the note to her friends. Before he knew it, a quarter of the class had seen the note. How embarrassing! Thank goodness she had already checked the yes box before she showed it to everyone.
My son is all hyped up when she gives him the note and he realizes he has a Valentine! So he shows it to 2 people he trusts (his words, not mine). Well, then she gets mad at him for showing the note to someone else. (I laugh now but I can totally remember what it was like. All the drama and angst. How it was all so important!)
Realizing he did something wrong by her avoidance of looking at him, he sent another note asking if she would forgive him with the yes/no boxes at the bottom. She, being a girl, checks both boxes. So now he's worried and confused.
He continues to find excuses to walk by her desk trying to see what he could possibly do to make things right. He even passes another note asking for her to forgive him but this time she doesn't answer. Then one of her friends advises my son to just stop talking to her.
At this juncture, he realizes he needs help. He sends his friends into the fray to help calm down the situation. The best part is that his friends immediately went to the girls that they had crushes on to find out what was going on.
Let's just say, things continued in this manner for a while.
But don't worry because by the end of the day everything ended well. She forgave him. He still has a Valentine. And his friends had an excuse to talk to the girls they liked.
I will admit that through most of my son's storytelling I was laughing on the inside while trying to be supportive and understanding on the outside. But seriously, how cute can it get. The best part is that this whole boy/girl thing hasn't changed since I was his age. It all happened the EXACT same way.
Let's just say I'm really glad I don't have to go through all of that again.
Ella
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He wrote a note asking her, "Will you be my Valentine?" At the bottom he made 2 boxes; one labeled yes and the other no. He then gave this note to her while he pretended to grab his journal.
He was nervous. Why? Because like most girls, she showed the note to her friends. Before he knew it, a quarter of the class had seen the note. How embarrassing! Thank goodness she had already checked the yes box before she showed it to everyone.
My son is all hyped up when she gives him the note and he realizes he has a Valentine! So he shows it to 2 people he trusts (his words, not mine). Well, then she gets mad at him for showing the note to someone else. (I laugh now but I can totally remember what it was like. All the drama and angst. How it was all so important!)
Realizing he did something wrong by her avoidance of looking at him, he sent another note asking if she would forgive him with the yes/no boxes at the bottom. She, being a girl, checks both boxes. So now he's worried and confused.
He continues to find excuses to walk by her desk trying to see what he could possibly do to make things right. He even passes another note asking for her to forgive him but this time she doesn't answer. Then one of her friends advises my son to just stop talking to her.
At this juncture, he realizes he needs help. He sends his friends into the fray to help calm down the situation. The best part is that his friends immediately went to the girls that they had crushes on to find out what was going on.
Let's just say, things continued in this manner for a while.
But don't worry because by the end of the day everything ended well. She forgave him. He still has a Valentine. And his friends had an excuse to talk to the girls they liked.
I will admit that through most of my son's storytelling I was laughing on the inside while trying to be supportive and understanding on the outside. But seriously, how cute can it get. The best part is that this whole boy/girl thing hasn't changed since I was his age. It all happened the EXACT same way.
Let's just say I'm really glad I don't have to go through all of that again.
Ella
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