Ginny Turns 5 !

Here are just a few of my favorite pictures of Ginny... Her first photo taken with Mom
Here's Ginny with her sweet "granny walker". Her little license plate says "Pimp My Ride". I don't think that her therapist got it, he didn't laugh.

Here she is on her first birthday. I'm just glad that her big noggin didn't show up until after she was born!

Here's Ginny after she tried to draw a mustache on her face. She had seen her 10 year old cousin Bryant draw one on his face, so she thought that she would give it a try!

What can I say about our Ginny? First of all, I can't believe that she's 5 already. I always say that, but it's always true. Here are a few of the reasons why I adore Ginny so much:

1. She is SO easy to get along with
2. Just like me, she is always up for an adventure. She doesn't have to question every little detail about what we're doing, she just goes along with anything, and has fun doing it. We make a great team.
3. This kid is so easy to please and she loves everything. If you take her to the store and ask her what she wants, she can't decide because she loves everything.
4. You can tease her about anything and she will laugh right along with you.
5. Every day when I go to brush her teeth, she has to give me a big hug first.
6. She loves her sisters to death.
7. She has mastered the art of "kissing up". She will go far in life with this skill. (I love hearing how beautiful and kind she thinks I am... who doesn't?)
8. Ginny is always so quick to help me with things.
9. She will share anything with anybody. (if your kid leaves my house with a treasure, they didn't steal it, Ginny gave it to them)
10. What's not to love about this kid?

5 is old enough to drink, right? It looks like she went a little overboard though!

Birthday morning, waiting to open up her presents

Posing for her "5" picture

Here she is enjoying her oreo shake after dinner.

Ginny was so excited that she got to go to school on her birthday. She got a pink birthday crown and got to bring some bubbles and slinky's to share with her friends.

After her Dad got home from work we took her to see "Monster's VS Aliens" and went to RedRobin for dinner. She of course shared her birthday shake with us, and was happy to finally turn 5. We love you Ginny! Even though I will miss you a ton when you go to kindergarten, I still can't wait for August 4th!

Falling Apart...

I live for the crazy, unexpected crap that comes out of nowhere.

(Hopefully you know that I'm being sarcastic)!

Here's just a few of the lovely things we've enjoyed...

DJ has been playing basketball 3 times a week for a couple of months now. He had been wearing running shoes, and finally decided to break down and buy some basketball shoes (a big step for el' cheapo) .As soon as he did, he sprained his ankle prett badly. He could barely walk. Basketball was out of the question for a couple of weeks, and since I was jealous that he had dropped 20 pounds without even trying, I of course stocked up on Coke and made cookies about every other day.

Well, just as soon as he was feeling well enough to play, he woke up with a fever and MAJOR chills. Reese followed shortly behind, and they both spent the weekend sick. Doctor visits on Monday confirmed strep for both of them. Apparently it is going around pretty strongly.

DJ's doctor gave him a shot of antibiotics, and he didn't even pass out (what a big boy). He told the nurse that he would have to lay down and suck on a piece of candy in order to survive. Unbeknownst to him, they gave him a "Charlie Brown" bandaid. Of course we all got a kick out of that. The next morning he was making his breakfast and when he reached down to scratch his butt ,Taylor asked him if his charlie brown was itching. So of course that's now the phrase of the week at our house.

Well, it didn't end there. As soon as DJ started to feel better, he got this really sharp pain in his lower chest. The left side of his chest was swollen, it hurt to move, and he couldn't take a deep breath. After a day and half of the pain, he called the doctor, who put him on Aleve twice a day. I have no idea what was wrong with him, but he's feeling better.

During all of the crazy sickness, Ginny had a mild cold, and she kept saying that she was just as sick as Reese and Dad. Well, during family prayer Tay asked that Dad and Reese would get better. Just as she said this, we hear this little voice say, "and me." So of course Taylor threw Ginny's name in there too.

Luckily, no one else has gotten sick in our house.

Also, Ginny had to make sure that I mentioned the fact that she is now big enough to ride in a booster seat. Okay, technically she is 1 1/2 pounds shy. She only weighs 38 1/2, but she'll be 5 in a couple of days and she really wanted to be a big girl. Since Tay's extra booster is 5 years old, we get to go buy a new one... lucky us.

I must be off to hide glow in the dark eggs for the 100th time this week. The kids never get sick of it.

Happy Easter!

Freedom!!

At church anyway!

Reese is now old enough for nursery, yahoo!

No more chasing her around primary, or trying to stop her from playing the piano, standing on chairs etc.

She did pretty well too. Our church was shortened by an hour so she wasn't in there for too long, but as soon as other parents started getting their kids she just started bawling, "Mommy!"

I'm a "let them cry it out" Mom, so unless she's crying so hard that she barfs, she's in there to stay. (I don't think that she'll have a problem though, she's pretty independent)

Also, we switched her carseat around, and she now owns the world! (In her mind anyway).

Here are some pictures that we took of her on Sunday... as soon as we get the camera out, she starts running away.

Oh, and we took her to the zoo last week and she LOVES that place. Why is it that I have 3 kids who love animals so much. Anyone that knows me, knows that I don't care for them AT ALL! (animals, not my kids)

Funny kid!

Seriously?

I'm going to strangle my husband!!

So todayI'm sitting at the table eating lunch with Reese. The sliding glass door is open, and Taylor was out on the back patio putting on sunscreen. I look up and notice the neighbor behind us, is outside in his sweat pants and NO SHIRT. He is gross fat, and I really don't think that I have ever seen him with a shirt on. I tell DJ that I just spotted my BF out back, so he looks out the window above the sink. Knowing that the door is open and that I am sitting right in front of it, he yells out, "Whoo, whoo!" Of course he used kind of a girly voice. The guy looks up and there's poor Tay standing there.

So this nasty guy thinks that my little 9 year old is cat calling him.

DJ just said, "Whoops, I forgot that Taylor was out there."

I feel sorry for my girls having to grow up the embarrassment we call Dad!

Questions.....

1. When you see your 9 year old daughter swinging on a swing "spider style" with the neighbor boy, is it okay to not say anything and just laugh to yourself?
2. Do you take a picture for black mail at a later date? (I didn't, but I was tempted to)
3. When your 4 yr old keeps calling Reese's Peanut Butter Cups Reese's Penus', do you correct her or let her keep doing it?
4. Is it sad that I am going to be teaching my 9 and 4 yr old kids to ride a 2 wheeler at the same time? (Tay is a scaredy cat like her dad... she can kind of ride one already)
5. When your 4 yr old has been planning her birthday party since December, how do you tell her she's not having one?
6. When your 1 yr old tells you when she needs to be changed, does that mean it's time to potty train?
7. Is anyone interested in potty training a cute 1 yr old?
8. When your 4 yr old lies to you, is it okay to tell her that Satan will be coming to her birthday party? (I think I scared her into never telling another lie)
9. Does that sound like something my Mom would tell her kid? (YES)!!!
10. How is it that 3 kids can be such a pain, but so dang entertaining?

Yay For Tay!

Hooray, I made it to the district Science Fair! Um, I mean Taylor made it to the district Science Fair!

We all know who ends up doing the majority of the work right?

I'm just glad to have it over with. We had originally decided to do a test on different germ killers, but after paying $28 to have petri dishes rush delivered, we found out that growing bacteria or mold would get her disqualified. We had to scrounge up a last minute project, but it ended up being very interesting. She did a study on right and left handed people, and if people tend to use the same sides of their bodies for most tasks (kicking and throwing a ball, looking through a tellescope, listening to something... you get the picture). She learned alot about how our brains work, and that no one knows what makes us right or left handed. Taylor actually designed most of the board too. I just bought some supplies, printed up the information, and she decided how to display it all. I think that she did a pretty good job. The fair was for 3rd and 4th graders, and only 2 girls from her grade moved on.

Way to go Tay!!

On a side note, I'm getting ready to post Reese on KSL classifieds but I thought that I would see if anyone that we know would be interested first. Anyone, anyone? She's been cutting her 4 canine teeth, and has had a crappy cold for a week now. Besides waking up every 45 minutes, and not wanting to eat anything, she's not too bad. Call me if interested!

DJ and I need a vacation from kids! Oh wait, we don't have anyone to babysit. Maybe if we just left some food, Tay could hold down the fort for a few days? We'll just tell her not to go anywhere or answer the door.

Oh, and one more thing... if anyone happened to see me standing out on 27th west with a cop and a little boy half dressed, I wasn't getting pulled over and having my kid taken away. DJ was on his way to work and noticed a 4 yr old boy all alone walking down the busy street. He didn't want people to think that he was kidnapping him, so he called me and asked to go and "rescue" him.

When I found him he told me that he was going to the store to buy some gum. He was wearing pajama shorts, moon boots, and a tiny little sweatshirt. He had 2 nickles in his hand and he told me that he snuck out while his Mom was doing work. He told me that his phone number was 10002387300..... I didn't want to scare him by putting him in my car, and I wasn't sure if he could find his house, so I called the police. When the officer got there, I suggested that he just try to drive him home, but he didn't have a booster seat in his car. I lent him an extra booster that I happened to have in my car, so I'm sure that traffic driving by thought that I was handing over my kid and his car seat.

When the officer returned the seat, he told me that his Mom didn't even know that he was missing. She had put him down for a nap and he snuck out. She thought that he was still in his room sleeping. He had walked more than a half of a mile, and the cop said that he had to take several turns to get to the boys house. Pretty smart kid to be able to find his house!

So, parents beware... if your kid is being too quiet, you better go check on them.

The DREADED Science Project...

I swear the Science Fair happens every 2 months!

It's that time again, and we have NO clue what to do.

Since Tay is only in the 3rd grade, I hate doing anything too advanced, because then it is obvious that the parents did it all. I also hate the lame "What color of M&M do you like the best" projects. (My apologies to any of you that have done those, but they're lame)

Please share any ideas that you may have. I think that I am going to start saving her projects for Ginny to use. I'll just send Ginny to a different school so that no one will notice.

That reminds me... in the 9th grade I used my friends project. I just re wrote everything in my handwriting. I think that I even used her display. It was "Which brand of microwave popcorn pops up the best". Real scientific, I know. The funny thing is, my Mom didn't even care. I was kid 4 of 7, so by then she was beyond sick of science projects.

On the news last night, they showed a group of kids from Sandy who started their own science club. The figured out how to convert lawnmowers and snow blowers to energy-efficient fuels. Maybe I will give one of them a call. They call themselves "Team Typhoon Techno".

Better yet, maybe I'll give Bill Nye a call.