The Tooth Fairy Takes A Day Off

Corbin's tooth number three effortlessly falls out while eating dinner.

A couple of days ago Corbin lost his third tooth. We did the usual. Put the tooth in a plastic baggie and placed it under his pillow for the tooth fairy. Corbin was super excited.

The next morning Corbin came into my room talking about a Wall-e video game. He went on and on for about ten minutes before remembering his tooth. "I'm going to go see if the tooth fairy came!" He said with delight.

He came back to my room holding a baggie that still contained his tooth. He was confused and I felt awful. It had rained all night long and so I figured out that the tooth fairy must not be able to fly in the rain. It was the only explanation. I mean, its not like the tooth fairy is ridiculously pregnant and occasionally forgets things, especially at night when she's super tired. I told Corbin about not being able to fly in rain, and he was satisfied with the explanation. (phew!)

We put the tooth back under his pillow, and hoped that it wouldn't rain the next night. It didn't and the tooth fairy didn't disappoint us again. Although, if it wasn't for the tooth fairy's husband, who actually made the switch between money and tooth, she surely would have been fired. So thanks for your help, Mr. Tooth Fairy. You're a life saver.

ps...speaking of losing teeth. Do people lose teeth in the same order that they got them? I didn't keep track when Corbin was getting teeth to know if they are for sure coming out in the same order, but I think they are so far. Does anyone know?

For Max:

Yo yo! I just wanted to help you get ready for our "crochet-bra, party-like-its-1999" adventure!! Enjoy the nostalgia of these AWESOME vids. (everyone else please don't be offended by the content in these videos, they are strictly for jokes, unless of course you enjoyed the rap-rock era of the late 90's, and in that case rock on, man!).

Braggin' Wagon Wednesday: Martha Stewart Sucks

Remember last Halloween when I made my kids costumes and compared myself to Martha Stewart? Well, I may have slightly exaggerated.....I'm not so much a Martha Stewart as I am a dork with a sewing machine. I tried to patch some holes in Scott's pants and they turned out......well, lets just say Martha would be very disappointed. Who cares right? What's so great about Martha anyway? I don't need lessons on how to make a bed, its not like the queen is coming to visit! And, so what if the pants look slightly "W-T", I'm not a shamed to say that we're slightly "W-T" too! Okay, maybe a little ashamed, but I'm so over Martha Stewart! ps "W-T" means white trash in case you were unaware.

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What happened to good late night tv? I used to have several shows I'd tivo and watch after the kids go to bed, now I'm down to just a few! In a whole week of television. I don't know if its the fact that I read more and that makes tv less entertaining, or if tv is just in a rut, but basically I hate everything besides Community, The Soup, Big Bang Theory and SNL. Reading is better anyway, but I really miss looking forward to Lost.

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Hey, my big sis (or as I like to refer to her, my"best sister friend"), Max, has offered to come and visit in May a few days before Marde does in case I go into labor early. I'm SUPER excited!! (not that I'm not excited for Marde, but Max and I don't get to spend much time together these days, and I miss her like crazy). She and my niece, Regin will be here for like 6 days, and if the baby doesn't come right away, I have a feeling some shenanigans will take place!! I'm looking forward to it so much that I'm HOPING the baby really doesn't come right away so we can spend lots of fun time together. That's right, I'm selfish like that. I'm going to buy us all matching t-shirts and crochet some matching bras for some real party-time. Okay, okay, I'm not going to buy t-shirts or crochet bras, because that's just silly, but I really do think we should have some girl time without any stinky boys around!!

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Fun times coming up......5 weeks left to get ready for baby! WHOO HOO!! Ps. Happy Easter, Ya'll.

Dexter the spider crusher

Australia sounds like a cool place. Sunshine and beaches, hiking and scuba diving, and lets not forget those awesome accents. I will never go to Australia. Australia has BIG, scary, deadly spiders (not to mention other scary animals and bugs). Ever since I found out that spiders like these existed there, I have known that I will never step foot in beautiful sands of Australia.

I'm about an inch away from completely off my rocker when it comes to spiders, this is no secret. I have the house sprayed every three months to avoid coming in contact with them, but sometimes they still sneak in.

A few weeks ago the kids and I spotted our first spider of the season. It was in the garage. It was big and ugly (I know, I always say that, but I swear it was!). I panicked. Usually if a spider is on the ground I can talk myself into killing it, and usually cry as I do. That is, unless I'm wearing flip-flops, which brings the irrational thoughts of me missing and the spider crawling on the exposed skin of my foot. Of course, I was wearing flip-flops, so there was no chance of me killing it. I looked at Corbin, "Dude, kill the spider!" I said to him, as I backed away. He looked at me with almost the amount of panic on his face that I was sure was also on my face. I looked back at the spider that was running across the ground now. (I hate when the move, it gives me nightmares) A lump appeared in my throat as I contemplated what to do. Just then Dexter walked right up to the spider without a moments hesitation and stomped on it. "I got him." He said very matter-of-factly. I almost wept with relief! Dexter is now my official spider killer (although we haven't come across another one yet, thank goodness). Ever since that day I have had various dreams of Dexter saving the day when I come across unrealistically large yucky spiders. It makes me feel better that he's around to save me. My hero!

Braggin' Wagon Wednesday: I know he's my son...

Because I gave birth to him and I remember it like it was yesterday, but he does NOT take after me. I've decided that Corbin is too smart for his own good. I don't know if I've mentioned this, but Corbin has a Yahoo Instant Messenger account (courtesy of Scott signing him up), so he can talk to his Daddy while he's at work, or so he can talk to me while the two of us are already in the same room, or he can talk to his grandma Marde while she is at home in Utah. He loves it! In fact, he pretty much drives us crazy with it, but its wonderful practice for his spelling and sentence making, so we tolerate it. (Pictured is the beginning of his career in computers at the tender age of 16 months.)

Anyway, about two weeks after he started using messenger, he decided it wasn't enough. Out of the blue he asked us for a webcam. What would a six year old boy do with a webcam? Skype with Grandma of course. He had signed himself up for a Skype account without even asking us how to do it. He googled "Skype", then downloaded and installed it on his computer. He gave himself a very normal username and password, filled out the necessary information including: phone number (all zero's), address (our actual address), and date of birth (his birthday but with the year changed to 1997, apparently you have to be thirteen to sign up, and he figured out what year to put down to make it work).

Needless to say, we didn't give him a webcam and we had a pretty lengthy discussion about boundaries and how, yes, the internet is cool, but it is also dangerous. He now has more limited computer time, is only allowed to view specific websites, and is never allowed to download and install programs, sign up for anything, or give away any personal information. Who'd have thought that we'd have to limit internet time for a six year old!! I'd think that he was switched at birth if he didn't look exactly like Scott, plus Scott is pretty much a genius too so that is where he gets it from.

In wake of his recent computer escapades I've decided that when he grows up he's going to work for Pixar. He's a freakin' whiz (and we all know those Pixar people are oozing with intellegence), and he loves to draw, its the perfect combination!! Were you aware that Disney has an animation school, the very one attended by Pixar hot shot, John Lasseter? Well it does, and Corbin's going to go!!

note: I am in no way forcing my child into a career he isn't really interested in, he's six, and I joke. Besides, Scott is already convinced he's going to be a hacker and work for the government or something.

Why I Am Grateful For My Aching Back

Sleep is ROUGH. Even though I am so exhausted, I can't sleep in. Every morning when I wake up I feel like my back is broken, however, I am very grateful for it. I am having a completely trouble free, nearly perfect pregnancy. The baby is healthy without any defects (according to the ultrasound), and that is a VERY big plus for us. The baby is on the small side (like all my babies have been), but is growing well, even though I haven't gained very much weight. I haven't had any bleeding, or swelling, or early contractions, or anything really scary. Every negative symptom that I have (ie. itching, coughing until I almost wet my pants, achy back, being clumsier than normal) feels like nothing because the baby is developing normally. I feel so blessed.

Anyway, I don't have to wait much longer to find out if there's a baby boy or girl in there. I'm at 33 weeks, and I really feel great. I'm still walking the kids to and from school everyday, and luckily don't feel those pulling tendon pains (or whatever they were) much anymore. I had an appointment on Monday, and my doctor is very pleased with how the baby is growing. She did say that it will be small (like the others), and even though I didn't gain a pound the last few weeks she is not concerned. Oh, and this crazy cough that I've had for weeks and isn't related to any cold or other illness, isn't something to be concerned about either. I am hopeful it will disappear sometime before delivery. I can't believe there are just 7 weeks to go. Whoo hoo! So that's my big ol' belly. Not a great quality picture, but you can still see how my belly looks way bigger than the last time I took a pic!

Ps....Congrats to Scott's baby brother Shawn, and his wife, Shelley who had their first baby last week! We saw her earlier this week, and baby Shaliese is gorgeous. I think I'm already her favorite auntie!! J/k, but congrats guys!

Braggin' Wagon Wednesday: Vacation in Utah

Last week was Spring Break for our boys and it was also conference weekend, so we decided to take the opportunity of not missing school and not having to ask for subs in our nursery class to have a teeny vacation before our bundle of joy makes his/her appearance. We headed down to Sandy, Utah and stayed for just 3 days with Scott's parents.

It was (and always is) so fun!! We saw our friends, Brad and Lisa Bollwinkel, got to visit with my sister and brother-in-law, and of course let the kids spend ridiculous amounts of time being spoiled by Grandma and Grandpa. The weather was beautiful there, it was in the 70's both Friday and Saturday(even on Sunday when we woke up to crazy amounts of snow, it still LOOKED beautiful). Friday morning Grandma Marde, Scott and I took the kids to "the squishy park" at Stacy's old school where they always have a blast. Then later that day, Marde and I took the kids to a museum in South Jordan with Lisa and her little ones. It was free and the boys LOVED it, unfortunately Ivy was in a bad mood and spent a lot of the time crying and complaining (especially after Lisa's little boy, Jonas, tried to give her loves!!). Right after that, Marde and I decided since we were on the west side of the valley we'd take the kids to West Jordan Park (the one with the wild west theme that looks more like a castle). It was packed to the brim with children and a little anxiety inducing for me, so we didn't stay long.

Anyway after all that, we still made time to have a double date with the Bollwinkels while Marde and Ross babysat, see Max and Mark, hit the craft store, have a pizza party, help Grandpa Ross with some computer projects, and watch every session of conference (except 1 hour of the second saturday session). It was definitely a weekend to remember with barely a spare moment to use the restroom (which is often these days)! Thanks to Marde and Ross for letting us stay, and putting up with the craziness for those few days, and of course for babysitting, food, and pretty much everything! Sorry to the friends and family that we weren't able to see or catch up with, maybe next time when we can stay a little longer. So here are some pictures from the squishy park, the museum, and the castle park, enjoy.

Corbin and Dex love this spinny thing. Its their favorite part of the squishy park.

The bucket swings!! The second favorite thing for the boys, and most favorite for Ives.

At the museum. Jonas drives the car, while Ivy tries to keep up on the rocking horse.

Corbin and Dex try to beat grandma at checkers

Ivy's turn to drive the car

Corbin hangs the laundry

Dexter drives while Jonas patiently waits for his turn.

Ivy is the obedient student....

While Corbin makes a great teacher.

Grandma Marde is a former Hula-Hoop champion. Ivy looks on and tries to master the skills.

The kids shop at the little grocery store. This picture was taken moments after little Jonas tried to pull Ivy in for a hug and kiss. She was not happy about it. Poor Jonas!

Dexter can't believe he gets to choose what to put in his basket!! He feels like a grown-up!

Showing off their wares. Can you see me crouching behind them, trying to keep Ivy in place for the picture. She was still upset.

Corbin and Dex pose by the old Model T (I'm not 100% sure that's what it is, I don't know much about cars).

Corbin trying to climb the wall at the castle park, while Dexter tries to manage those pesky flip flops. He came home with very scraped up knees because of those things!

Corbin and Dexter walk the tight rope

Dexter likes to be first!

Corbin came down too fast!

Ivy's turn. She's getting pretty brave these days.

Kids posing in a little doorway. Such a kodak moment.

Phew, the end!