Thursday, April 30, 2009
Vacuum Please!!
I need advice!
Sunday, April 26, 2009
Take me out to the Ballgame!!
I'm sure this is the beginning of many many many ball games in the future! And you just can't beat that smile on this cute kid's face.
I bought him a glove, bat, helmet and balls so he could practice at home. He is outside with his tee whenever the weather is nice, he loves it. I wish my dad were here to give him baseball pointers because apparently I have ZERO authority when it comes to baseball. I was trying to help him with his fielding the other day and told him to run up to the ball when he was getting a grounder and he told me "Mom's don't know anything about baseball, I'm supposed to wait for it to roll to me!" So it looks like Daddy will have to give the instructions from now on!
Sunday, April 19, 2009
Favorite Things
Monday, April 13, 2009
Sunday, April 5, 2009
The Toilet, by Seth
Well today we had quite the experience with our toilet in the kids bathroom. It started when I walked upstairs before lunch and found Lydia looking guilty in the bathroom. You know the 'deer in the headlights' look with the hands behind the back. Anyway, I was intrigued by the look and I walked in to engage her in conversation.
"So whatcha doin' Q T?" I offered.
"I am putting things in da toiwet an fwushing it" she answered honestly.
At this point I lifted up the lid to see the damage and a plastic cup was half floating in the toilet bowl. The plastic cup was one of those little "dixie" sized cups so I instantly got nervous. Not only was it plastic but it was about an inch and a half in diameter. I immediately and fearlessly grabbed the plastic cup out of the mostly clean water and said "Lydia you can not put things in the toilet it will break". She said "Ok dad" and then we basically left the bathroom all in good spirits.
If only that was the end of the story. Fast forward two hours and one of the big kids comes into our room stating that the toilet is filling up and not flushing. This catches my attention because of the earlier incident. I walk into the bathroom to find it full of poop and toilet paper filled to rim and almost overflowing. At this point I yell down the hall "Lydia where are you". "I over here dad" she says from her room. I walk in and kneel down on one knee and look her straight in the eyes and ask in a stern and serious voice "How many cups did you put in the toilet?" The serious tone caused her to have a confused look on her face but she still managed to respond "two dad".
At this point the "Mormon" cuss words went flying out of my mouth and I was mumbling to myself as I went out to the garage for the plunger. I tried for a few minutes with the plunger to no avail. Then I realized that I probably didn't want to plunge the cup out of the toilet into the house plumbing for fear that I would never get it out. So back out to the garage I went for pliers and a wrench to pull the toilet. I grabbed an old milk carton from the recycling bin and cut the top off with a knife offering a few more choice adjectives directed at anyone in earshot.
Anyway this story is long enough so I will cut to the chaise. I went back upstairs scooped the "almost make me throw up" water out of the toilet and pulled the toilet and surprise surprise found a little plastic cup filled with poop lodged in P-trap of the toilet. Yuck.
Anyway the toilet is back in now and flushing properly. My hands have been washed about every five minutes since then. Mostly everyone has forgiven me for all my yelling.
I hope you all had as memorable a day as I.
--Seth
