1.22.2020

2020: three


Packing bubbles make great tile skates for dancing. Before this week, I didn't know that. 


Jac threw up today in Savers. Earlier we were in the car and she told me her tummy hurt, but it was cause she needed to go potty real bad. So we stopped at a gas station, she used the restroom, then said she was fine. We went to Joann's and then to Savers. She said she was tired, but was being silly old Jac. Then she came to me to say something, stopped mid-sentence and went grey. I asked if she need to throw up , she said no, but I could tell she needed to. I was looking everywhere for something to grab - why was I in the girls section and not looking at bowls?! I did get here in the middle of the aisle. Then I got to find a worker and make their day just the best. I first asked for some cleaning supplies, but she said she'd take care of it. I felt so bad. Jac tells me her tummy hurts all the time, and she said it didn't hurt any more. As we walked out of the store I told her she could watch a show when we got home and she shrieked for joy, and at home I gave her some pop and she was so happy - being sick is apparently this girls ideal day. Now we're on watch if this is just a Jac thing, or a real bug. I cleaned all the toilets, just in case I'll be bowing before them later. I know a few people have gotten a quick 24 hour bug, and I honestly prayed that if we're going to get it, to get it before we go on vacation next week. So here we are. Prayers are answered.

Kids found their Pokemon Halloween costumes from 3 years ago. Can two 4 year olds and a 6 year old fit in outfits made for a couple 1 year olds and 2 year old?


Ummm....kinda? FYI, the above picture is one of my ALL TIME FAVORITES.


Jac has been particularly obsessed with her Squirtle costume and it makes everything she does just 10x funnier and cuter.


Not cute thing she did: cut her own bangs again. We were just getting to a good spot. Maybe if she were dressed as a Pokemon it would've been funnier.

I fell for a kids show called Miraculous. Bryan makes fun of me so hard, but he's been reading the  Animorphs which is a series at a 1-4 grade reading level, so he doesn't have a leg to stand on. So, back to my show. There are two kids that are superheroes, but they don't know one another's secret identities. In superhero form the boy is in love with the girl, in regular form the girl is in love with the boy. It's so silly. The kids came down to me watching on my own and their feelings of betrayal and confusion was written all over their faces.

Each time someone farts Jac says "nice" cause that's what dad always says after a fart.

Wade made himself a phone and even kept locking himself out. Everytime he'd call someone he's say, "Hi, blobbidy blah."


Bryan went into the basement to retrieve one of the girls blankets. When Jac realized this she said to Blake, "Did Daddy go down by hisself? In the dark? Wow! Him so brave. I wish I could do dat."

Wade had Monday off for Martin Luther King day. In the car they were talking about how it was a holiday and:
Wade, "My favorite holidays are Halloween and Christmas, but they're far away."
 Jac, "I like Texas."
Wade, "That's not a holiday, that's a state."
Jac, "Yeah, but it's far away."
Wade, "Holidays are like Christmas and Halloween and January and February."
Me, "Not quite buddy..."
Hearing the connections they made had me cracking up.

Went to Costco to return our old car battery. The lady in front of us had her baby sitting on the counter and Blake asked, with wide eyes, "Is she returning that baby?!"

I volunteered in Wade's class this week and they were talking about favorite fruits and veggies, he came home with a drawing of the garden he'd like to plant this year. Had to inform him that bananas and peaches don't work in Minnesota, but that we could do everything else.


Jac glued a picture she drew to my wall. I can't get it off.

We made a lot of labels to write on a put around the house - kind of like what people do when they're learning a new language, but we're doing it with English, cause me kids are learning the written English language. Wade is so excited about it. We need a new one that says "toilet" cause that fell in today.

I read my January book, Where the Crawdad's Sing, this week. I've heard so many raves about it, and while I enjoyed it, it left me sad. Made me grateful that my children know that they're loved and supported and that the only food they ever have to scrounge for is occasionally (okay, usually) cereal in the morning. Also been doing good on my other goals - kneeling to pray, drinking more water, and playing games.

Oh, speaking of games, Bryan introduced the kids to Mario Kart on the Nintendo. They are all painfully bad and no one had fun, but everyone keeps asking to play again. We got mildly snowed in this weekend (a huge storm was predicted, we grocery shopped for it, then it was only a medium storm, but we still were homebodies and it was lovely), so Bryan tried a few more rounds, but it's just painful.

I did singing time in primary for the first time this Sunday! I was nervous. But it went great. The highlight was when I forgot the words in senior primary and they all thought it was hilarious and after that they all sang louder and participated more. Who knew looking like an idiot would create such a bond.

Bryan's been taking notes for me in class and we discuss it when we get home. The deal is that one of us makes lunch while the other leads the discussion about church, but he's the one taking the notes so he leads the at home discussion and I've been making lunch...tricky trade off. This week was about the iron rod, a story I know very well, but in class it was brought up that those in the great and spacious building are seen as groups, while at the tree of life they are individuals. I liked that. Satan tells us to keep up with everyone and everything, especially through social media, while the Lord talks to us as we are, telling us we're His child and helping us improve individually.


1.15.2020

2020: two


A few weeks ago (two months ago?) we got a great snowfall and the tree looked amazing, but it wasn't that cold (for MN) and I asked my friend (and photography mentor) if she'd take some pictures of us playing in the snow. We tried making a snowman, but they snow wasn't right for that. So we just had snowball fights, made snow angels, tackled dad, had tickle fights. It was lovely. 








 This is a week of Jacqueline. At least picture wise.

She discovered she had a diamond button on these pants and was thrilled.


She's started lying like this when she watches a show. It reminds me of a beached whale and I love it. 


Wade brought home his quiet time mat and Jac quickly commandeered it. 


Bryan has been letting Jac use his phone to film his golf swing and in-between use it as she wants. We've found a lot of this. 


Jac from the back seat, "Mom! Did you see?! I was dancing with my eyebrows!"

And needed to share these too: 




Every day the girls ask what day it is. Right after they ask if we're going to someone's house. Regardless of my answer, they immediately ask what tomorrow is and if we're going to someone's house. 

Took the kids with me to watch my friends kids, but made them take a nap beforehand. I went to wake them up and Jac woke up enough to move from the bench at the end of my bed into my bed. Now every day when I tell them it's quiet time they ask if I'll cuddle them in my bed. 


I was stretching after my work out and Blake came and rubbed my shoulders. She also calls my zits red boobies and tells me I have a lot of them.


Blake's been starting every sentence with "actually" and used it as an "um" also. Lot's of actually's around here. 

Bryan bet his coworker a pie on some game, he won, we got a pie. He shared with everyone at work and brought home a few pieces. I ate one. He ate one. We saved one for the kids, but later it was gone! I blamed Stella. Everyone was fine blaming Stella. Blake came forward and said it was her (it just looked too tasty, she said). I thanked her for telling the truth cause that can be hard, and she ran away crying and sobbed on the stairs in her self-inflicted time out. 

I made bread today. Trying to master bread and rolls. It's harder than I thought. None of them have been bad, but none have been amazing either. Got work to do. I let this one raise to long and it imploded. 


Kids discovered you can ask Alexa to fart. She does different farts too. We've heard a lot of them this week. A lot.