Hef called, He wants his style back

My family was at the mall yesterday with Whitt, Amber and Ashley. We were just browsing, walking around, having a good time. We ended up in Fredricks of Hollywood. We are all just walking around seprately looking at different things. Pretty soon we hear Adam in a very dramatic voice say, "Oh Please marry me, my darlings!" He was in the window display talking to two rather scantily clad mannequins. We nearly died laughing. As we continued watching he stoked their arms and faces and gave them kisses. He was talking to them in a voice too low to hear. I think he was hashing out wedding details. It was just about the funniest thing I've ever seen him do. And the most reassuring. No sexual confusion for Adam, he knows exactly what he likes!

Priorities of a 4 year old

Today Caleb did a bratty thing. The turned the lock on my bedroom door and then walked out. "I locked the door!" He told me proudly. My door is the kind with just a hole in the middle. I have no key or instructions as to how it is opened. Levi was on the floor of my room. I sent Caleb to his room immediately while I tried to get my baby out.

While I was sticking things in the hole to figure out how to open it, Adam started freaking out. "We'll never get Levi out again!" It was the funniest freak out. He was turning circles and screaming about Levi cause he didn't know what he should be doing. It was kind of sweet. Unnecessary, but kind of sweet. I finally got him calm. He bucked up a little and put on a brave face. Then he says, "but we'll never get to play on your iPod or my Leapster again," and he breaks back down into tears.

What a funny booger. I'm convinced it was his video games that he was concerned about the whole time, not his brother.

Ps. We got the door open and Levi was just dandy. He had backed himself into my bathroom and he wasn't very happy about the cold floor, but he was fine.

Rude

Sometimes I get snappy with my kids through no fault of their own. Don't judge me. You do it too. You're going along, having a bad day, and the tiny thing the little kid does gets a much bigger reaction than it warrants.

This morning all Caleb did was ask for a drink. He even said "please." But, it was about the 5th time he'd asked and I was trying to make breakfast.

My, "No, Caleb, I already told you to give me a minute," came out with a tone.

He oh-so-innocently asked, "Mommy, why are you rude to everyone?"

So I sent him to his room.

Family Pictures

We just took these a week or so ago. I hope you like them.

Whoops-a-daisy!

I am acutely aware that caffeine has the potential for addiction. My mom reached a point where she was drinking about 10 diet pepsis a day. 10 pepsis a day kept the headache away! New mantra perhaps? Well, it isn't a very good one. She got horrible headaches and finally quit the juice cold turkey. Way to go Mom!
This last week Kyle and I have been traveling. Los Angeles and st. George, ut took us somewhere close to 12 days away from home. Fun trip. Exhausting. Can't wait to get home. (I'm writing for the car, about 1 hour out.) Can't wait to have a big glass of ice cold water! You heard me. One of the reasons I can't wait to get home is for my blessed water.
I am what is known as a water snob, someone who grew up on deliciously filtered water and can drink nothing else. Utah's water leaves much to be desired. As you sip what should be tasteless your tongue instead senses every mineral the water ever came in contact with. If you are very good you may actually swallow. If you are less good, but fear dehydration, you might just reach for the Diet Coke. Stupid tolerance, and dependence and all that. I drank Diet coke and little else for almost two weeks. Oh wait, there were two Rockstars thrown in there too. No wonder I have this dang headache.

Crap.

I finally reached my goal weight. Well, within one pound. That's close enough to count right? I hit it the day we were in Los Angeles. The day we happened to go swimming. The day I rocked my bathing suit. That was one week ago. It may as well have been a lifetime ago. Vacation is bad for diets. It's bad for maintaining goal weights. It's bad all around. I gained back the 4 pounds already. Fantastic.
I lost weight so I wouldn't feel like a fat heifer on my birthday. Two weeks ago. Heifer-hood has returned.
At the risk of sounding totally selfish, I think I am going to put off getting pregnant again (with my girl aka last baby) just so that I can enjoy being skinny in the summer. There is just nothing like the feeling of not feeling like a whale of a tale. It's funny cause you wouldn't think 4 pounds would make that big of a difference. Well know this, my fine followers, 4 pounds a muffin top makes!
Sorry for the rambling, I'm just a wee frustrated. Being skinny for one day just isn't enough.

Goodnight and big balls

This is the fun my fam got to have today while I watched the kids. This is the wipeout Facebook page.
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