Friday, January 30, 2009

My kids think I am crazy!

Jeff delivered our minivan a couple of days ago. The evening before he came was a church function that I had a lot to do with, so it had consumed my time, thoughts and energy the day before he came. Nine people living in a house takes time, thought and energy, too, but the house didn't get any of mine for a couple of days, so it was a disaster - really. Dishes from maybe three meals, at least six loads of laundry in the living room waiting to be put away ( at least it was clean and most of it folded by Heather and Gwen). Anyway, you get the idea.

And this brings me to why my kids (not for the first time, either) thought I was crazy - I didn't want to drive it until the house was clean! Kind of like not wanting to take pictures until I read that camera manual! I tried to explain that the house being so messy was bugging me so much that it was making me nervous and I didn't want to drive a vehicle that I was unfamiliar with while I was nervous. They just rolled their eyes (a couple of them are getting pretty good at that).

So yesterday, Rachel set up Michael's new carseat and she and I cleaned Naomi's old one. Then, AFTER the kitchen was clean, I installed them both and we were ready to go. While I was trying to figure out how to move one of the seats in the van, I found an ancient Cheeto that had drifted down to the depths of the seat's inner workings. Now, I have to say the vehicle was really clean. It even has that "new car smell," which I have really been enjoying. It would have taken a manic, infant-car-seat-installing crazy woman to find that Cheeto and I guess I was the first one of those near the car since the Cheeto was dropped. Either that or the last person to notice it tried to get it out and gave up.

Not me!

It took a wad of gum, a chopstick and countless tries, but I got it out.

This morning, carseat-installed and Cheeto-free, we took off. I am feeling a bit disloyal to the station wagon that has been such a great car for us, but I am not looking back. I love this van:) Thanks Jeff!

Sunday, January 25, 2009

Goodbye to our lovely station wagon!!!

We will be getting a new-to-us car, well minivan, next week. I have mixed feelings about it. At 212,000 miles the wagon and is getting up there, but I sure love that car. I think I have loved it almost to death. On the other hand, our brother-in-law Jeff got us a great van at a really good price. I took one for a test drive at a local dealership and really liked it.

I'm not the only one with complex feelings. The kids had quite the variety of reactions.

Summer was very excited to be picked up from high school in anything but an old station wagon with flames on the side. I don't understand why. The wagon is cool. Oh well, you can't account for taste :)

Rachel had fun looking through the brochure and picking out features and colors.

Heather is looking forward to plusher seats than the wagon has, but wishes we could have gotten the green one (there wasn't one available with seating for eight and I couldn't figure out who to leave behind!).

Gwen was really upset. She likes how she can tell it is our vehicle from all the way down the block and now we will have a silver minivan, which is a bit more common than a station wagon with flames on it. She doesn't like change and told me getting a new vehicle was going to ruin her life and then added, "It is already ruining my life just thinking about it."

Kelly was happy about the change because, as she pointed out, "I don't like our old car and I want a new one." She also came up with a way to solve Gwen's problem. Kelly suggested we put a big shark fin on top of the new car because it reminds her of a shark.

Michael said he is excited, but that he doesn't know why.

Naomi has no idea how her life is going to be impacted when we instate
the "no eating in the new car rule" - poor kid.

Friday, January 23, 2009

A couple...

...of recent Michaelisms.

Last night, I asked him what he wanted to thank Heavenly Father for in his prayers and we went through the same routine we do every night.

Michael:What can I (say thank you for)?

Me:Anything good in your life. Every good thing is from Heavenly Father.

Michael:You tell me.

Me:Well, you could thank Him for Daddy's job, or our house, or something from nature, like animals or flowers...

Michael:I want a WEIRD animal, like a cheetah or an elephant.

Me:That would be fine (a smile spreading over my face at the "WEIRD" part).

Michael:Or, I know, a cheetah mixed with an elephant.

And then today, I overheard him telling Kelly, "If you put lipstick on a pig, it still doesn't make it a princess."

Too much NPR in the car I guess...

P.S. Update on the camera - I am about 23% through the manual - wish me luck!

Sunday, January 18, 2009

I love blogging.

Not that you can tell by the last two weeks.

My first lame excuse is that I got a new camera. Usually people say they can't keep up on their blogging because their camera broke, but no, I am lamer than that. My camera broke (too much sand in the lens after all those lovely trips to the beach) and so I got a new one, actually two new ones. I convinced Stan to let me pick a nicer one than we had last time by offering to pay for a little less than half out of my fun money (Stan and I give ourselves a little bit each month out of the budget to do whatever we want with). He had a good point - why would we want to buy a fancy camera just to ruin it at the beach? So...I found an all-weather-internally-sealed-just-for-the-beach refurbished camera to buy in addition to the one I wanted and prepared myself to give up my fun money until probably the end of 2010. That means no more Wodehouse books, new beads, toenail polish or See's chocolate for me for a while.

So if you have stuck with me and read this far, you may be asking yourself what this has to do with my lack of blogging since I got this gorgeous new toy. I am intimidated by it! It has an auto setting, but it also has all other kinds of things - Dual Image Stabilization, Wide Dynamic Range up to 400%, Film Simulation Modes, Multi Bracketing Functions, 11.1 effective Megapixel CCD , 14.3x optical zoom 28-400mm, 2.5" tiltable" Wide Angle View LCD, etc., etc., blah, blah, blah - and I want to read the manual first. The whole thing - cover to cover. And this from a woman who only has time to read snatches during lunch and while I wait for kids to wander out to the car after school (and maybe at red lights, but I am not getting into that).

Even though I have no pictures to post,
I miss blogging,
so here are some tidbits.

Rachel recently got contact lenses for the first time. She loves them. The first day it took her half an hour to put them in. The second day it took 20 minutes. The third day it took three. By next week, we fully expect her to be able to put them in in less than 23 seconds while simultaneously flipping crepes and mounting a running horse.

Speaking of crepes, Rachel made them for dinner this evening. She also sliced strawberries and made custard to fill them with. She quartered lemons and put sugar in a bowl to dust them with. Summer wanted to join the fun, so she made an apricot, orange, banana sauce to dip the crepes in.

The other day, I saw two dogs in the park and pointed them out to Naomi. I asked her if she liked the brown dog or the white one. She said, "Blue." Hoping to delve into her psyche, I asked her if she liked the big one or the little one. She replied, "Yeah." Oh, well.

We have been up to our ears in science projects. Gwen tested different solvents on permanent marker, so next time your toddler gets a hold of a Sharpie, call us and we'll tell you it is hopeless. Summer did memory tests trying to find out which of the five senses will help boost your recollection. Heather (oh let me tell you, this one was fun) tested the effect of chilling an onion on how much crying it causes.

I am trying to catch up on stuff. I still haven't had time to put away the Christmas decorations, but I did write this letter that I have been meaning to write for a couple of months -

General Mills, Inc.
P.O. Box 9452
Minneapolis, MN 55440

To Whom It May Concern:

Enclosed is a disgusting, crusty thing I found in the Cherrios I was pouring into my bowl for breakfast the other morning. I love Cherrios. My favorite way to eat them is with raisins and milk. I don’t love them with mysterious gray clods that look like they have been growing like stalagmites on your factory equipment just waiting to break off and ruin my appetite on an otherwise perfectly good morning.

Please accept the return of your appetite suppressing lump (maybe you could contact someone in the diet industry – they’d probably pay millions for the idea) and I would appreciate a huge pile of money to make up for intense mental anguish and physical suffering (nausea is the pits, is it not?).


*P.S. Actually, it was kind of gross, but I understand these things happen. I am returning it so that your quality control people can look at it and I’m hoping for a couple coupons for my trouble. I ‘m not really upset. Thanks for humoring me and letting me have my letter writing fun. I hope I didn’t ruin anyone’s day!

(Sincerely this time, )