Dr. Teeth

First I'd like to state that I'm posting because I find it somewhat disturbing to log onto my blog and the first thing I'm assaulted with is MY FACE! Trust me I see it enough every day. Second...Dr. Teeth is one of the cooler Muppets, and yes I love the Muppets! Okay, so I"m gonna blog about my son Quinten whom I adore...but that child can drive up a wall so fast and is, Walker can drive David up a wall just as quickly...So as long as we are balanced I guess we are okay! Anyway, Quinten is in the Third grade and has only lost 5 teeth..and each tooth that has come out has been a Broadway production. I think that I pulled the first one and it was like 2-3 hours to get him to let me touch it...it was a dangler and it was time to come out...but he just couldn't let us touch it. We are talking screaming... and crying...and at this point that was us just trying to touch it...by the time I got to wiggle it he, and I'm NOT kidding, spidermaned up the corner of the shower in an attempt to get away. It was unreal....! After a while i think I threatened his life, or the life of a toy and he let me put my two fingers in his mouth, and before he could jerk away I popped it out. He instantly froze and was like "That's it ...that didn't hurt!" Then he was so proud that he went to check it out in the mirror, and when he saw the blood he went straight back to flip-out town. Which leads us into tooth #2, he was so over the top and adamant that we not touch it that he ended up accidentally swallowing it. Tooth #3 was just as wiggly but Quinten had a firm policy....Mom and Dad ="NO TOUCHY!" So what happened, it got kicked out at Karate. (mom was VERY happy about this, because it was his other front tooth...first front tooth was swallowed...and it had become this hideous snaggle tooth right in the middle of his mouth) At this point Quinten decided to rethink his no touch policy, and let me pull tooth #4...but I had to spend an hour talking him into it and talking him down from hysterics.... It just drives me crazy, with his teeth it gets to a point where he can't even eat because the tooth is so loose and he doesn't want to swallow it but he doesn't want it pulled, EVEN thought every time after it's pulled he is like instantly okay and like phew glad that's done. Anyway tooth #5 Drama... I had told Quinten a week ago that his top side tooth was wiggly and he would most likely loose it in about 2-3 weeks (trying to give him some time to mentally get ready for it). Well 2 days later he bit an apple and it just gave way, but Q didn't tell me this so I checked his teeth a day or two later and imagine my surprise when his tooth almost came out. I said "Quinten that tooth is ready " and Quinten's reply "You said 2 weeks mom, not before two weeks!" I said, "Um that was before you bit the apple, and I don't remember signing a contract with you about it NOT coming out before the two weeks." So wanting to avoid any meltdowns, I let it go for two more days, and in those two days he kept biting things that would make to more loose. So Friday morning after Quinten declared that he couldn't eat breakfast because of his tooth, I called him back to the bathroom and looked him in the eye and said, "That tooth is coming out!" he immediately lost all bone structure and went limp, he began to flail around, and cry...(Reader please keep in mind that I HAD NOT touched the tooth)...after about 5 min he stood back up and after 2 tries (he kept jerking) we had it out and he got his shoes and socks on and skipped off to school. Then to add insult to injury the Tooth Fairy didn't show up for two days. I told Quinten that the Tooth Fairy is a jerk...of maybe she forgot...or maybe shes on vacation... WE decided that it must be Vacation because she was back and gave him some moo-la last night. WHEW!!!! Now I view Quintens mouth with a bit of horror...on one hand I see all the rest of his baby teeth as future meltdowns and I see the havoc that his adult teeth are wreaking and I can see braces and huge dental bills....Did I mention how much I love Quinten! If this is how it's gonna go down I'm just take walker in and have them remove all of his teeth in one swoop, then let him just "gum" everything until the adult teeth are in! 'Till next time intrepid reader....

This one's for Kristi!

okay this is for kristi...this is what my hair cut looks like....for those of you wondering why these are here, I promised my sister that I would post pictures of my hair cut and when I say "my" haircut I mean that I cut it myself. and I posted it here because, honestly, there are fewer people who read this, and if it's a bad hair cut fewer people will know it was me who did it....but if I can do and it looks okay then thats about $30 that I saved!!!....Do you like my bug eyed poses...I'm tres vouge!

these are pictures from about August of '08 to about mid Sept of '08...then I "misplaced" my camera for a bit...but this was Quinten coming home from the first day of school...man did Walks miss him!!!!

Walks and I built a fort...I felt it high time that I teach him this skill...and he was rather impressed with my for about 4 minutes...the neat thing is that we grabbed the closest blanket we could find and it happened to be a beautifully colored quilt that David's VERY talented mother did BY HAND!!! Anyway when I got under it with all the sunlight in the room it made this very nice, almost stained-glass fort roof. I had to take, honestly, like 15-20 pictures before I got the right lighting so that I could show other how cool it was...(picture below...see how cool it was)

This, like the picture below, make me laugh. Not only are is it cute to see my boys "chillin'" on the couch...but i love the ears on Walks...when I pulled out the cat ears for Halloween Walks got SO flippin' excited that they were tigger ears...so he would wear them so he and tigger could match...that's how devoted he is to "tiggs"

Walker...didn't get what he wanted......

Okay this is what Quinten wanted for his (9th) Birthday cake....It's one of the Fett's, Jango or Boba?

This is a rare sight...it happened after a long day of .... something very tiring. The great part was Walker thought it was SO funny that Q fell asleep like that, so he got tigger to "pretend" to sleep and by the time I got the camera to get a picture he was out too....

cleaning pretty much stinks

There is a saying that goes something like this " God is in the details"....but I would like to tell you that after Friday I believe that "satan is in the details". Please let me explain, so Friday I thought ohhh we have someone coming over this evening so I'd better tidy up the kitchen and the living room. So i walk into the kitchen and because my kitchen is like a hallway with appliances. If you eat a bowl of cereal the kitchen looks trashed...well I walk in and I say hmmm my kitchen is cluttered...I'll load the dishwasher, after this was done I began to clear off the counters and realized the fridge was dirty so I cleaned the fridge and I noticed the outside was dirty and the magnets were disorganized...after that was done I noticed that the dishwasher had finished so as I was putting the utensils away I thought this needs to be cleaned up...which led to the cabinets, and then to the wall where I keep my post-it notes full of random numbers, which led to back to the bedroom, which led to the bathroom, which led to the....realization that althought this was great cleaning I now had an hour to shower and STILL clean the living room. I got so wrapped up in the little thing I failed to get to the big things...curse you O.C.D. tendencies! Now I wanted to post this on my facebook page but I ran out of room, seriously facebook sent a message saying " Seriously Caryn quit typing" can you believe it? So leave it to me to spend hours in my house on the "details" and forget the big picture...which of course was to clean just enough of my house to make it look like it was all clean! For my next feat I will attempt to publish a few picture....please DO NOT hold your breath!

Scary tales....just in time for Halloween

apparently I only post on Wednesday's...but I broken my only writing once a month streak!!! DO you ever have days that you would love to launch certain people from a catapult....come on raise you hands....you know you do. If I'm one of those people that you would like to launch well good luck because I know better that to get close to a catapult now! well today was one of those days, and I know that in a few days the feeling will be gone but for now the image is enough to sustain me. On to bigger and better things I have the story of the century....It will be enough to drive people from EVER visiting our house again....and on a side( note walker just walked in with a laundry basket over his head ...the same laundry basket that we just full of clean clothes from the dryer...where are they now?) Back to story: So for those of you who know we live 1 house away from a LARGE field...and living so close to nature brings....unexpected friends like field mice. When we moved into our house about 4 1/2 years ago we had a mouse problem, they got into our pantry, and were eating our food and it was maddening we killed like 3 mice the last one being a tragic and gut wrenching experience that will stay with me for the rest of my life...but that is a different story for a different time. Anyway we did this huge cleaning job and put every thing in plastic containers and haven't seen our mice buddies since then (about 3 yrs). SO imagine our surprise on Monday when we heard a noise by the dishwasher....so we pulled the 4 drawers we have that are vertical and there chilling in the corner is a little tiny mouse...David reaction was of"look how little and cute it is"... my reaction is "oh look and at all the possible diseases it could carry"... seriously it was just sitting there...I'm not kidding. David and I sat and talked about how to best get rid of it for like 10 min and the mouse just sat there....(if I were a mouse, and I had just been discovered, I would have gotten out of there so fast it would have left that fake cartoon smoke) So David and I decided to try to hit it and he grabbed the broom and the mouse took off (maybe he has a 10 min delay)...so we decided to clean thatarea up, because it never made it into our first mouse clean up...when suddenly David says "oh my gosh that is disgusting" so of course I have to come running to see it... and down on the floor are some old glue traps, they were before we moved in because the ones i bought were different, anyway stuck on one of the glue traps was a mouse skeleton....yes a mouse skeleton!!!!! it had to have been there for quite a few years before we moved in because it was TOTALLY decayed, the hair and skin and everything was gone...it was one of those GROSS, but let me look at it closer things...David was a saint and "took care" of it. Then we stuffed steel wool into any holes, and put new glue traps everywhere, and redid all the old mouse favorites...it was just what we wanted to do on a Monday night. I'm sure we violated some fire codes by pulling the oven out in front of the fridge and still cooking a pizza in it as we moved it and cleaned...but hey we have a gross/cool story right. Quinten was kind enough to inform the Missionaries that we have rats and dead rats in our house....we then had to explain that there is a world of difference between rats and field mice...funny but the missionaries didn't eat as much as normal...hmmmmm why?
next story...
I'm a big advocate of "not all education can come from school"... there are some things that our children have to learn by being around peers and being in social setting...you know good old social skills. I love my son Quinten but he's stepping into the awkward years and I'm trying to rid him of some habit that in the future, if not curbed, could annoy the crap out of people....with that in mind we went to my mom's last night to watch Indiana Jones 4 and Quinten hit on one of the most annoying social skills you can have....talking during a movie!!!!!! Not only that, he's never seen it, and he was being SO annoying ... for instance in the beginning they pull Indiana and his friend from the trunk of a car and Quinten says "isn't that illegal"....then he points out something else and is like "that's not very safe"...but I reached my limit when Indiana and Mutt are on his motorbike, trying to get away and quinten is like I thought it was illegal to ride a motorcycle with out a helmet" AGGGGHHHH It was like the incredible movie hulk burst forth and I told him to watch the movie and enjoy it instead of being on safety patrol....I give you my word that I will do my utmost to eradicate this behavior from my child and teach him the joy of watching a movie silently with others...I will succeed...I must! One last blurb and I swear i will release you....walker fell asleep in the middle of the hallway with the laundry basket half on him...it looks like it might have been and epic battle and it just might have worn him out...but who won?

Blerg

I did it again I let like an entire month go by and didn't blog.... and if you are wondering about the blerg title just watch "30 rock". Well to be honest I have no clue where to start....I'm going to skip over my life and what has been happing with me because frankly there isn't enough space in "cyber space" for me to type about it. Okay I just spent an hour typing/ranting and when I got done and read it it didn't make any sense no no one wants to read about the whiny parts of you life. I'll try again. Quinten is now a high brown belt in Karate, is doing well at school and his mom is FORCING him to continue piano lessons...I am that mean. Walker is starting to talk like a three year old, and say inappropriate things as a three yr old. About a month ago Kristi was babysitting for us and I guess a "little person" came to the door selling this at&t thing and as he left walker said out loud to kristi. "he's just a little kid"....the door hadn't even shut...ahhh I am SO thankful that I wasn't there to deal with it...because the "mommy code" would have demanded that i do the right thing and teach him, but my "natural man" would have laughed.

David and I are enjoying being dirt poor...actually I think Dirt is just saying they are poor to make us feel better. we are okay but we have a loan that is KILLING us, we can wait and try to slowly pay it off, or I can work my toosh off (which wouldn't be bad either) and we can do it sooner, then we would be fine and could actually start saving money....either way money sucks! and the whole money issue puts a damper on the whole having another kid....alberston kids are very expensive. I always imagined us as having a brood ... how many constitutes a brood...I know it's more that 2. sorry my train was traveling toward "woe, is me town" and that is a place you don't want to go my friend! okay two more things before piano....1. we miss kristi who is in San Fransisco working for 6 months doing a wildlife bird study....she was our #1 hang out friend. 2. I miss serving in Young Women....I loved everyone of them so very much and I miss them with all my heart... I miss being a part of there lives and seeing them 2x's or more a week....I miss serving with the women in the presidency...it was wonderful all of it.

okay off to piano