So tired of this discussion!!!!

So, when Xander went to have his kindergarten assessment, they gave him a workbook and told him that if he finishes it, that he'll be invited to a pizza party at the beginning of school. He was so excited for it! He came home and did the first page and then was bored with it. Every day since, we have had a variation of the following conversation:

Xander: Mom, can I watch TV?
Me: You need to do your homework
X: I don't want to do my homework
M: Why not?
X: It's boring
M: You don't get to go to your pizza party if you don't do your homework
X: I'll just go to my pizza party. I don't want to do my homework.
M: You say that now, but you'll be sad on the day of. They won't let you go if your book isn't done.

about 15 minutes pass and then I hear this

X: Mom, can I watch TV?
M: Is your homework done?
X: No! I don't want to do my homework! I want to watch TV!
M: You can watch TV when your homework is done.
X: I'm gonna watch TV anyway and not do homework
M: Then you'll go to your room and be grounded from the TV for the rest of the day

Then he goes and does something else and we start 100% over an hour later. This happens. Every. Day. Of. The. Week.

I'm so super proud!!!

Vaughn is signing a little bit!!! The first time he did it, I thought it was a fluke. He was being kinda fussy on my lap and I said, "What do you want?" and he sorta signed milk. I was like, ok, that's awesome, but figured he was probably just doing his "pick me up" motion, though he doesn't usually clench his hand when he does that. Then he did it again last night and again today. THEN today at Breakfast, I gave him some cheerios, he ate them, then some more, then I asked if he wanted more (and signed it) or if he was all done (and signed it). He signed all done back at me. He did it again at lunch when he was done. I'm beyond shocked! My other two didn't start signing till they were like a year at least, so this is so exciting!

Getting Vaseline Out

day 3. Almost there!!!

Day 1:
remove as much as possible with fingers
wash with dish soap
rinse
wash with dish soap
rinse
wash with dish soap
rinse
cut hair short.
apply shampoo, wait 30 min.
rinse.
wash with dish soap.

Day 2:
Wash with dish soap in morning
rinse.
wash with dish soap in evening
rinse

Day 3:
wash with dish soap
rinse
wash with dish soap
rinse
wash with bar of soap
rinse
wash with dish soap
rinse
wash with shampoo
rinse

Like I said, almost there!!!

Vaseline

My kids got into my big tub of Vaseline today. Besides being all over my walls, windows, couch, and tv..... we have THIS

That is not wet hair you see in the picture. No, no. It's Vaseline. And that was AFTER I tried dishsoap THREE times to get it out of Juliana's hair.

Luckily, Sarah came to the rescue and we chopped this much of Juliana's hair off:

Even then, there was so much Vaseline, we could do this:

I can't wait to see what her hair will look like in a week when the Vaseline is finally out. For now, this is what we get:

Easter Pics

And then, I went upstairs to get a few things and when I came down, this is what I found:

Staycation- the right thing to do

So, Saturday night at 12:30, we were catching up on ABC's In The Motherhood. In one episode a family decided to take a stay cation (that naturally went horribly wrong). We laughed and laughed, partly because of the hilarity of it, partly because it was 12:30, and partly because our staycation starts today! It's true! Roger took 3 days off of work and we are going to PLAY!!!

Today's Agenda:
Swimming at the indoor pool (yay for me getting to wear my $50 swimsuit that only cost me $6 and is adorable to boot!)

Vaughn has a Well Check appt

Monsters Vs. Aliens IN theaters

Staying the night at my mom's

Tuesday's Agenda:
Head up to Layton to pick up 2 of my nephews

Visit the air force museum (yay for free)

Go to Burger Barn in Roy. Yes, the one that was in Diners, Drive-ins, and Dives (which I almost accidentally truncated to Drivers)

Stay the night at Jens (which means partying for the kids, computers for Roger, and possible scrapbooking for me!)

Wed:
Go home sometime and clean.

We're pretty psyched. And there is a 50% chance that we may go to NYC for a weekend in June. We'll see though. I'm afraid to get my hopes up too much. Although I should start preparing, because it'll cost us like $200 to go.

HOly cow, enough already!

So, remember how I had strep? Yup, then I got shingles. Nasty! Yesterday I didn't even come downstairs! Today I am feeling MUCH better, however and even have some.... dum, da da dum! pictures for you!!!

my cute kids!

Juliana wearing my Bumpits

Ok, so I thought I had more pics. Apparently not. I'll get more up soon, esp of my Halloween Afghan (in progress)

It's all about me

My mom would cringe at this post because it is all about me. Recently I've had a few conversations that have really shaken me up. They've questioned who I am, what makes me the way I am, and had me questioning my own worth. So I've taken it upon myself to define who I am. That way, if there is something you don't like, at least you know up front.

First off, I am a daughter of my Heavenly Father. He loves me, and I love Him.  My favorite color is orange. I'm hyper. I'm high strung. I'm easily excitable. I want to be respected. I want people to like me. I love making a difference in other people's lives. I like to be of service. I like to be needed. I love green peppers. I don't like being called names, even in joking (except nerd, geek, and -only when I'm pregnant- fatso). I'm kind. I'm creative. I need to be validated. I'm dependable. I'm willing to try new things, even if they scare the crap out of me. I have bizarre quirks. I love hamburgers. I go through phases. I talk a ton. I don't like slow movies. I love to laugh. People underestimate me. I am good at crocheting. I wish I could paint really well. I am not professional. I am usually positive. I love cuddling with my kids. Getting compliments makes my day. I like attention, but don't puposefully (or at least consciously)P create it. I absolutely hate confrontation. I have a strong testimony of my Savior's love for me. I am not a good singer, but I still belt out my favorite songs. I try to be honest with myself. I like to jump in with both feet, but get easily frustrated. I don't particularly like soda. I want to take cooking classes. I have lots of really great ideas, but no means to bring them about. Most of all, I know who I am. I know where I came from. And I know where I'm going (and that my family will always be with me).

Here is a page I did tonight. The words are identical the ones here on my blog.