Monday, March 22, 2010
Uh...Emergency FHE!
Carson sang a new version of a classic children's song today. In his version, Old McDonald no longer owned the farm, Heavenly Father did. I guess it's not awful, but I don't think Heavenly Father and EIEIO belong in the same song.
Sunday, March 14, 2010
He's Larious!
Carson is too funny lately. He does so many funny things that I feel like I can't possibly blog them all. He keeps our lives very entertained. It really would be a new story every day.
He's learned that it is fun to make people laugh. His techniques aren't quite refined yet, but the old standby of a dinosaur growl will usually make a 3 year old girl laugh. After he has gotten the response he wants, he'll usually turn to me and says "Mom, I'm funny." On Sunday I responded with a sarcastic "Yes, you're hilarious." He told me "I'm not larious mom, I'm funny."
He's very into pretending he is a dinosaur or a dragon. Half the time we play it starts with him saying "You be the dinosaur Mommy and I'll be the dragon." The other day I was getting ready in the morning. Carson was being a dinosaur. He came up to me and said "Turn around, Mommy, I'm gonna bite your bum." What the what?
Lately Karl and I have been playing this game to get Carson to eat his dinner. It involves us pretending a bunny is going to come eat his food so he better eat it fast. The other is me pretending my food is for the bunny and then getting "really upset" when Carson eats the food that was for the bunny. The "bunny" games have been working pretty well. The other morning we were playing this game with him. Karl said something like "Oh, the bunny just took a bite and then ran that way." Carson said "I'm gonna go get him." He then ran in the direction Karl had pointed and made a few chomping sounds. He then came back to the table and simply said "The Bunny's Dead." Talk about a back fire.
The other night he was upset he had to go to bed. He stomped up the stairs as he yelled "No fair!" I thought I had ten more years until I heard this. He must have seen someone do it. He's tried out the "no fair" comment a few more times. Luckily, it's starting to die down.
I was singing Staying Alive the other day. After I finished Carson created his own "mash-up" (Glee anyone?). He sang "Staying alive staying alive...Elmo's world."
His favorite new game is hide and seek. He doesn't quite get it yet, but he knows it involves hiding, finding, counting, and shouting "Remy or Not, Here I Come!" He usually combines those factors in any order when he requests hide and seek.
He's learned that it is fun to make people laugh. His techniques aren't quite refined yet, but the old standby of a dinosaur growl will usually make a 3 year old girl laugh. After he has gotten the response he wants, he'll usually turn to me and says "Mom, I'm funny." On Sunday I responded with a sarcastic "Yes, you're hilarious." He told me "I'm not larious mom, I'm funny."
He's very into pretending he is a dinosaur or a dragon. Half the time we play it starts with him saying "You be the dinosaur Mommy and I'll be the dragon." The other day I was getting ready in the morning. Carson was being a dinosaur. He came up to me and said "Turn around, Mommy, I'm gonna bite your bum." What the what?
Lately Karl and I have been playing this game to get Carson to eat his dinner. It involves us pretending a bunny is going to come eat his food so he better eat it fast. The other is me pretending my food is for the bunny and then getting "really upset" when Carson eats the food that was for the bunny. The "bunny" games have been working pretty well. The other morning we were playing this game with him. Karl said something like "Oh, the bunny just took a bite and then ran that way." Carson said "I'm gonna go get him." He then ran in the direction Karl had pointed and made a few chomping sounds. He then came back to the table and simply said "The Bunny's Dead." Talk about a back fire.
The other night he was upset he had to go to bed. He stomped up the stairs as he yelled "No fair!" I thought I had ten more years until I heard this. He must have seen someone do it. He's tried out the "no fair" comment a few more times. Luckily, it's starting to die down.
I was singing Staying Alive the other day. After I finished Carson created his own "mash-up" (Glee anyone?). He sang "Staying alive staying alive...Elmo's world."
His favorite new game is hide and seek. He doesn't quite get it yet, but he knows it involves hiding, finding, counting, and shouting "Remy or Not, Here I Come!" He usually combines those factors in any order when he requests hide and seek.
Wednesday, March 3, 2010
Say Ahhh!
Well - I just experienced another rite of passage...my first cavities. Three to be exact. When I found out about them at my dentist appointment (3 weeks ago), I was in denial. I just kept thinking that if I brushed really hard and flossed everyday until my filling appointment...the cavities would magically disappear. Well, unfortunately, my teeth aren't magic and I had to deal with the disappointment of learning that my teeth are not superhuman as I've always thought.
So appointment day came and I sat down in the seat. The dentist said "let's get you numbed up." It was at that moment that I realized I would be getting a shot...in the gums. Ahhhh. I wanted to say "Um, no let's not, I'm good with my cavities." Luckily, he numbed my gums with gel and then gave me the shot...didn't hurt a bit. By the time he got down to business I couldn't feel a thing. I was able to use the time to close my eyes and relax. An hour of forced laying down...not too bad.
I was fascinated by the assistant/dentist system. She anticipated his every move and kept a constant range of tools coming. Without saying a word, they would exchange tools over and over. I was smiling as I watched their fine tuned system and then I caught myself humming along to the overhead song, Barry White "Can't Get Enough of Your Love." Then I realized what a weirdo I was being and I laughed...actually laughed during my filling procedures. My jaw is craned open, I have some screw contraption attached to my tooth, the dentist is drilling away, and I'm smiling and humming Barry White. Weirdo.
After it was all said and done, they handed me a cup of Listerine to swish and spit out in the sink. Keep in mind that I have never had Novocaine lips before. I stood over the sink, took a swig of Listerine, and attempted to swish. It all just spit out of my mouth all over me. I couldn't help but laugh again. I tried one more time and tried to concentrate really hard on clenching my lips...but no, it just spittled everywhere. The assistant then chimes in "Oh, that happens all the time." I think she was trying to comfort me, but I thought "Really, you couldn't have warned me? C'mon!"
I had a replay of the spit event when I got home and tried to drink a glass of milk. I just kept quoting Airplane - he discusses the drinking problem he's had ever since the war. He then tries to drink a glass of water and pours it all over his face...ahhh ha ha ha. Drinking problem. Oh, ha ha.
And the moral of the story is...floss...or, try to remember that people can see and hear you so try not to be a weirdo all the time.
So appointment day came and I sat down in the seat. The dentist said "let's get you numbed up." It was at that moment that I realized I would be getting a shot...in the gums. Ahhhh. I wanted to say "Um, no let's not, I'm good with my cavities." Luckily, he numbed my gums with gel and then gave me the shot...didn't hurt a bit. By the time he got down to business I couldn't feel a thing. I was able to use the time to close my eyes and relax. An hour of forced laying down...not too bad.
I was fascinated by the assistant/dentist system. She anticipated his every move and kept a constant range of tools coming. Without saying a word, they would exchange tools over and over. I was smiling as I watched their fine tuned system and then I caught myself humming along to the overhead song, Barry White "Can't Get Enough of Your Love." Then I realized what a weirdo I was being and I laughed...actually laughed during my filling procedures. My jaw is craned open, I have some screw contraption attached to my tooth, the dentist is drilling away, and I'm smiling and humming Barry White. Weirdo.
After it was all said and done, they handed me a cup of Listerine to swish and spit out in the sink. Keep in mind that I have never had Novocaine lips before. I stood over the sink, took a swig of Listerine, and attempted to swish. It all just spit out of my mouth all over me. I couldn't help but laugh again. I tried one more time and tried to concentrate really hard on clenching my lips...but no, it just spittled everywhere. The assistant then chimes in "Oh, that happens all the time." I think she was trying to comfort me, but I thought "Really, you couldn't have warned me? C'mon!"
I had a replay of the spit event when I got home and tried to drink a glass of milk. I just kept quoting Airplane - he discusses the drinking problem he's had ever since the war. He then tries to drink a glass of water and pours it all over his face...ahhh ha ha ha. Drinking problem. Oh, ha ha.
And the moral of the story is...floss...or, try to remember that people can see and hear you so try not to be a weirdo all the time.
Monday, March 1, 2010
My Busy Season Outlet
While I have been working crazy hours, I've also found the increased need to find something to help me relax. How do I have time for an outlet you ask? I don't...sleep is suffering. But, if it keeps me a little bit less crazy, it's worth it. I love finding excuses to make projects. I don't know why I never make things for myself, but I think "oh, that person is having a baby" or "oh, that person is getting married", "now I have an excuse for a project."
Enter project - So this was my first non-rag quilt. It was also the first where I picked out all the fabric by myself. It was also the first time I ever bound a quilt (not needed on rag quilts). So let me tell you that I hate binding by hand and found that some people do it by machine. Of course, I didn't discover this till half way through my hand binding. Anyway - lesson learned for next time. But I think the quilt turned out really cute. I did a pretty easy pattern because I didn't want to overwhelm myself. I love the stripe on the back that ties it all together. I got the pattern from moda bake shop (I love this website!). It gives me way too many project ideas.
Enter project - So this was my first non-rag quilt. It was also the first where I picked out all the fabric by myself. It was also the first time I ever bound a quilt (not needed on rag quilts). So let me tell you that I hate binding by hand and found that some people do it by machine. Of course, I didn't discover this till half way through my hand binding. Anyway - lesson learned for next time. But I think the quilt turned out really cute. I did a pretty easy pattern because I didn't want to overwhelm myself. I love the stripe on the back that ties it all together. I got the pattern from moda bake shop (I love this website!). It gives me way too many project ideas.
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