Fan Mail

This is from a little girl in my Primary class.
It doesn't get any better than this :)
Thanks, Grace.

Like Mother, Like Daughter

I just wanted to tell you a bit about my 6 year old daughter, Kaia. She is the Queen of "one-liners." She always says really random and funny things and it makes up for her not-so-funny temper and stubbornness. But alas, I have decided she is just too much like me in that department, so I will forgive her. She can't help it, it's genetic, right? I can't help but admire her feisty-ness. It might come in handy when she gets older.

A few months ago, my Primary class was struggling through the lesson. They were just really silly that day; having a hard time sitting still and keeping quiet and such. So I gave them "3 strikes" each and then I would have to get one of their parents. Guess who was the first one to get 3 strikes? MY DAUGHTER, Kaia, of course! oh man! I was pretty flustered and I was like, "Okay, I'll have to go get your Dad!" ha ha ha

Last week I overheard Kaia telling Zoe, "Look! It's my first chest hair! You gotta come see this!"

Kaia (with a large crepe in her mouth): "I have a cigarette and I know how to use it!" Then she proceeded to take a HUGE bite with powdered sugar puffing out everywhere.

Kaia (with hot pink plastic vampire teeth in her mouth): "You know, Mom, I bet vampires must bite their tongue a lot with these fangs." And Zoe added, "Yeah, maybe that's why they have snake tongues because they bit off the sides..."

Kaia came upstairs crying one day telling me that Gabe was pushing and shoving her out of his room. I went downstairs and asked Gabe what the matter was. He promised me he didn't even touch her, he just wanted to close his door. I didn't realize Kaia was standing behind me and suddenly she said, "Well, it felt like he was pushing me!"

Just the other day, Kaia smiled mischievously and said, "Now I'm going to do some art, but I wish I had some boys to chase..." WHY? "Because that is art, the art of chasing boys!!" Oh man, I'm in trouble.

Kaia was in the bathtub the other night and she was really thinking about something. She sat up and said, "Mom, I want to do something different for my next birthday. You know, something unusual! I want you to fill the bathtub with whipped cream and I want to jump in naked and eat all of it!" I was laughing and said, "Well, I don't know about that." She gets really excited and yells, "Oh yeah, not whipped cream, let's do cake batter!"

Kaia bore her testimony in sacrament about our lost cat, "I pray every night for him to come home and when we find him (with hand on her hip and shaking her finger) "I'm gonna say where have you been and then I'm gonna kiss him until I just can't stop!" As a side note, we had SO many people from our ward tell us they prayed for our cat after hearing Kaia's testimony and we found him after he had been missing for 7 weeks!

The other morning at breakfast, Kaia asked me why our country's bird is the bald eagle. I told her maybe because they are so powerful and majestic. She said, "Well, I think it should have been the turkey, like that Benjamin guy said." She continued eating breakfast and after some deep thought looked up and said, "You know, Mom, maybe he was drunk when he said that!"

And my personal favorite:

Kaia (after seeing her older brother throw up): "Mom, "throw-up" is kind of like salsa, except it has germs in it, right?"

I was taking "beautiful bride" pictures of Zoe and Kaia.
Just as I was about to take the picture, Kaia roared at me!

That's my girl! She is an imp and she is a spit-fire...
oh, how I love her, but she is a handful!

All-nighters, Demolitions, Undercover String Cheese, Superheroes, Stitches, and Primary

Well, it's Monday, for some strange reason, I really enjoy Mondays....
This weekend was CA-RAZY! (and that is an understatement)
I'll start with Friday. Kaia has been sick all week. I took her to the Dr. on Wednesday and again on Thursday and they finally decided (or realized) she has pneumonia. This is her 3rd time since she was 2. NOT FUN! But to look on the bright side, we have most of the medicine and equipment here at home to take care of her, so she didn't have to stay in the hospital this time. We're all very thankful for that. I won't bore you with the details of her treatment.... only people like my Mom and Dad, or my friends, Lori, Julie, and Shannon, could truly relate to what we're going through (I love you guys!)

Zeke and Gabe went to the Father-Son Camp-out Friday night. I decided to tear down my kitchen -- again! (only half of it this time!) In a nutshell, we're putting in an island/workspace area (basically somewhere that the kids and I can make sugar cookies and stuff without me freaking out and getting claustrophobic and accidentally elbowing them in the forehead all the time).








BEFORE









IN THE MIDDLE (we're not done yet... but it will be great!)

Kaia had a really bad night Friday (meaning she and I didn't get any sleep), but we made it and I think she's slowly improving.

While going through some cupboards, Beck and Kaia found some old lunchboxes and a piece of old "jerky". Luckily it was wrapped up still! It looked like a "slim jim", it was dark brown and hard as a rock. However, when I turned the package over, I discovered that at one time this "jerky" was actually string cheese!! ha ha ha, Sorry if I grossed you out, but I thought it was SO funny. Needless to say, I did NOT open it!

Saturday, the guys came home about 11am. It rained all night and even a snowed a little. They had fun, but Zeke didn't get much sleep either. We had a wonderful day. Kaia seemed to be doing great, we went to a baptism, and I took Gabe and Zoe shoe shopping. Just as we were sitting down to dinner, Gabe came in the door and said he wrecked on his bike and tore his pants. He looked a little pale. Zeke sat him on the couch and took one look at his knee and said, "Well, grab a snack and get in the car, because you need to get this stitched up." It was pretty bad, I won't go into details (I don't know how all of you feel about that), but just for the record, I think it's very interesting.

I took Gabe to the ER, Zeke said he would, but I guess I just think Gabe is still my little boy. We each took a book and some crackers. The doctors and nurses were great and so was Gabe. He really had a sense of humor through all of it. He gave everyone super-hero names to keep his mind off of his knee. The Dr. was "Dr. Dude" (not sure what he thought about that), the male nurse was "Todster", the x-ray technician was "X-ray"(of course), and another male nurse was "Syringe Boy" (I'm sure he didn't appreciate that one). Gabe was "Robo-Arm" and I was "Three-Armed Bystander".... Anyway, considering the situation, we had a pretty good time. Gabe is a lot like Zeke in that way, they try to find the humor in ANY situation and make people laugh. It really is one of the most wonderful blessings in my life. I got a picture of Gabe on Zeke's phone, but Zeke is at work with his phone....

Sunday........ my new calling is official! I am Kaia's new Primary Teacher! I am so excited! I'll write more later, I need to get Kaia's medicine. Life is GOOD :)