Albuquerque Turkeys

February 21, 2013

1.  Arthur had a birthday last month!  Poor guy--his birthday got kind of messed up.  The day of his actual birthday we had some sick kids, so we postponed his birthday dinner and cake, so it didn't really feel like a birthday.

But we still did a treasure hunt for the present I got him.  He had asked me earlier if I wanted any ideas for a birthday gift for him, which normally I would welcome because he's kind of hard to shop for.   I told him I'd already gotten him a present, but I'd like to hear what his ideas were anyway.  But then he wouldn't tell me.  He was surprised I'd gotten him something since the only idea we'd discussed previously was a chainsaw.  But he didn't think I'd go out and buy him a chainsaw on my own.  (hee, hee, hee . . .)  which is precisely what I'd done, after talking to some friends of ours about what kind is good to get.



We had his birthday dinner later in the week, when the kids were better, but sadly, he came home from work that day not feeling well, and barely ate any of his birthday dinner.  :(  So sad.





2.  Dallin and Daphne have been playing Upward Basketball for the past couple of months, and Arthur has been coaching both of their teams!  They have been having a great time playing and both of them ended up with friends from church on their teams.  Unfortunately, after multiple attempts and a couple of different cameras, I don't have any good pictures to post of either one of them.  So here are a couple of lame pictures of their basketball experience this year.

We've been working on pottytraining Sydney for the last few months, and I'm elated to report that she basically has it down.  But she also is very particular about her potty routine and doing everything herself, but with me observing, so it's a little exasperating, especially when I'm in the middle of something, and have to stop for 5 minutes to watch Sydney take care of business.  First we go in the bathroom, and she says, "Lock the door."  If the door isn't locked, she won't go.  We go through a whole process with Sydney calling the shots, and if something is done out of order, or I do it instead of her, I'm toast.  The other day, I was in a rush and flushed the toilet for her.  She freaked out crying, "You not flush the toilet!  Sydney flush the toilet!  I go potty again!"  And she sat back on the toilet.   Wow.  Early signs of OCD or just a normal 2-year-old?  I'm not sure . . .


Once in awhile she'll go all by herself--(praise!) Last night, she came all the way downstairs to tell me, "Mom!  I go'd potty all by myself! Come see my poop!"  So I hauled my pregnant self upstairs to witness her success, and give her high-fives and fist-bumps.  :)  Enjoying the moments over here.





One day after we'd had a family home evening lesson about not quarreling, I heard Hayden reprimand Dallin & Daphne who were going at it.  He said, "Guyth, don't you remember family night?  We want the thpirit in our house, and he can't thtay here when you're fighting!"  
Music to my ears!






The first day back to school after winter break Sean said, "My brain really hurts."  Daphne asked, "Your brain or your head?"  Sean thought a minute and replied, "My brain."  I totally empathized with him.  By the third day of waking up early and rushing out the door every morning, I was ready for summer vacation already.