Thursday, August 27, 2009
I got an email a few days ago from the Sister Missionaries in our ward, looking for a temporary home for this cat while his owner (an elderly woman who is investigating the church) is in the hospital. I felt like I should respond, and so I did. It seemed like the perfect situation, where everything would be provided (food, litter box, etc.) and we could get this out of our systems. (Side note: we finally caught Mighty Mouse with a live trap! Ideally, O.C.'s cat scent will prevent other mice from finding the trail Mighty Mouse blazed straight into our kitchen. We'll see.)
Well I think it's out of my system. I'm no longer this crazy cat person:
I think it's safe to say I'll never be that crazy cat person again. My once fierce devotion to "Misty" has channeled into a fierce devotion to my husband and kids. It's really weird having a cat in our house, and O.C. is a lot more socially needy than I'm used to. So we've got to walk the delicate balance between helping him be happy here so he doesn't try to run away, and keeping our boundaries. We had to remind him a few times last night that our bed is DEFINITELY off limits. So Paul and I have both been a little on edge because of all of this, but Benjamin and Peter think O.C. is great. Paul has said multiple times how he has a sick feeling that this is going to be permanent, but I've assured him there is no way. It is a little odd having no end date set in stone...It might just be a very long next couple of weeks. Oh well. I have no one to blame but myself.
Tuesday, August 25, 2009
Sunday, August 23, 2009
I have never considered myself a "mall rat." I actually dislike malls. The swarms of pre-teens, the overpriced merchandise...it's just not my thing. So it was rather unusual a few Saturdays ago when we decided to go to the mall during our state's tax holiday to hang out. It was a hot, muggy day, and we needed to get out of the house. And we surprisingly had a good time.
Until that day, Benjamin was completely unaware that the quarter rides actually move. He's always been content to hop on each ride and "drive" it, then move on to the next one. On that particular Saturday, we happened to have 75 cents in spare change with us, so we decided to let him pick a ride. From that day on, he whined and whined about going back to the "money rides," and I knew we'd made a mistake. I tried bribery to help him "earn" rides the following week, which actually backfired. He started having much worse behavior than usual. But he "earned" a few stickers, which meant we could go on a couple of rides again. We went back and he picked his two rides. But he was kind of a monster the rest of the time and wanted to keep going on all of the rides.
Now he thinks we should go to the mall all the time. He even found some old foreign coins sitting in our closet and keeps them with him at all times in a clear plastic bucket. Last night, the coins fell off his bed at least once in the middle of the night which of course disrupted his sleep, and I heard him in there, obsessively accounting for all of them. He gets so mad when Peter tries to come near the coins, and even more mad when we take the coins away for bad behavior. He's been begging me to get him a piggy bank so the coins won't keep falling out.
I should mention that this money obsession isn't all bad. He is excited about paying his tithing ("I'm putting the little money in the glass bowl to give to the Bishop!"). It's also piqued his interest in counting and math. He loves reading the library book I got for him about counting coins. So I'll probably switch up his play money with real pennies and nickels and dimes sometime soon. It's certainly incentive enough for him to help out. I'm just not sure if it would keep perpetuating his recent behavioral problems. Hmmm...
Thursday, August 20, 2009
Friday, August 14, 2009
So it turns out that we're not alone in having frequent mouse infestations recently. Apparently the region we're in has been experiencing a mouse problem this year due to the heavy Spring rains. So we're not as filthy as I once imagined, and this will eventually pass (I hope). I've been this close to breaking down and buying a cat.
The Spring rains also did a number on our basement, and we ended up gutting it and installing a new sump pump and drain tile along the front. I feel like we moved back into an apartment since our living space just halved.
Benjamin is getting pretty good at tracing things. He loves tracing letters, and is just starting to get into more complex images. He traced these pictures with tempera paint.
So I've decided against formal preschool, at least for this year. I have several reasons, besides it being too expensive (and having only one car). One, he is socially healthy. He goes to nursery, and will soon go to primary. He gets along great with other kids, and knows how to listen to his teacher. Two, I'd much rather him build a strong relationship with Peter at this young age than with other kids. Third, I feel like I can do a much better job at one on one instruction with him, and go on more field trips and such. Plus I plan on enrolling him in fun things like t-ball and soccer, so I feel like he'll get lots of confidence boosting experiences. And lastly, I've started to get sad already that I'm losing him in two years to the public school system. Yes, breaks are nice, but I think preschool is a rip off for just a "break." Anyways, that's my two cents on the subject.
Friday, August 07, 2009
Here's Andrew, Will and Benjamin with their cute aunts.
Benjamin enjoyed "Weeping Rock" and tried to catch the tears in his mouth.
He told me his favorite parts (besides the golf cart) were the "Holy Ghost," the piano playing by itself, and the "foxen" around the baptismal font. It was a really special experience to be there as a family.
Here's the clip-on tie that he now insists on wearing with his polo. Also, notice his newly freckled face. So cute! We had lots of down time to play, which was nice. Benjamin and Andrew are the oldest of the cousins. They had a blast together.
This is a wonderful picture, because it reminds me of all the mornings when I was NOT waking up at 7:00 a.m. with Benjamin. Most mornings, he would wander out of our bedroom unnoticed, and someone (usually Grandma) would eventually feed him breakfast. It was so nice to sleep in for a few days!
We went bowling one afternoon, and Benjamin scored well over 100! :)
Of course, he did have a little help.
But Grandpa showed us all up. Good times!
Oh, how I miss those mountains!
We of course had to make our rounds to the usual places; Bombay House, Cafe Rio, and Burger Supreme. We also got together with our friends from home, the Browns (who just moved to Provo), at the Bean Museum. We met up for story hour, where kids got to handle a small snake. I really wish I had a picture of the snake wrapped around Peter's neck. He loved it!
We got to go see Harry Potter one night in the theater, which was a lot of fun. I really liked this one.
Paul ran a freaking 10k in under an hour, which was pretty awesome considering he just recently took up running. I'm so proud of him. He ran it with Katie, Brig, Alexandra, Josh and Anne. I didn't participate because of my bum knee...or was it because I hate running?
One of the biggest highlights for me was rock climbing for the first time. I loved it! I felt like shouting "Look at me! I'm a climber...I climb!" ala What About Bob. We went up Rock Canyon Park with Paul's brother Josh, and Anne in the evenings after the kids were in bed. It was perfect because they had the gear and the know-how. I wish I had thought to bring my camera, although it got dark so the pictures probably wouldn't have turned out anyways.