Another Berlyn-funny!

That kid just cracks me up sometimes. I think that it must be because she is such a tiny little person with such a growing mind that is emerging. So last night we were sitting at the dining room table for dinner and a discussion that we have quite often comes up. The girls like to go to bed in the clothes that the wore all day. Maybe I'm just the most disgusting person in the entire world, but I just don't think that it is as big a deal as Rob does, but whateva... So the subject comes up and it is very obvious we have had this conversation before. Rob starts in on how at night we sweat, blah, blah, blah (we don't need all the details)and ends with, "and do you know what is in sweat?"
Berlyn's hand shoots up excitedly like she's in school and says, "I know, I know! Pick me, Daddy."
So Rob 'called on her' and she shyly answered, "pee..."
Stinkin' cute... even tho it's kinda gross.

My big girl:

Old Memories and Bosnians

I was pretty sure that I mentioned this in an earlier post, but I can't seem to find it... so maybe I didn't. My memory is so poor! Oh! I remembered! I wrote about it on facebook under my wedding pictures. Anyhow, here is the story. I shopped high and low for Rob's wedding ring before our wedding. Well, within a week of our wedding, we went on our first honey moon. We backpacked up into the mountains... it was like 6 miles... uphill... both ways. Alright, just on the way in, but it was hard! I even got lost on our little venture and was just about to enter complete freak-out mode when I found the trail again. He got tired of waiting for me so I told him to go ahead of me and set up camp... surely I can follow a trail, right? Not when it ends! Anyhow, he did get there way ahead of me. By the time I arrived, he had already lost his wedding ring... somewhere. We searched everywhere, but never found it. Here is a picture of our first rings:

Jump ahead 6 years, I bought Rob another wedding ring when he was leaving for Bosnia. He wouldn't wear the thing tho, something about getting it caught on helicopter parts and electric currents. So he put his ring on his watch band. (I also need to add at this point that I mailed him a camera to use in Bosnia... I'll come back to this in a little bit) Well, one fateful morning, Rob opened his watch and the ring fell off into a boardwalk type thing. Several Bosnians that worked on the base came along and ripped up the boards and never found the ring. Rob took pictures of them ripping up the boards and looking for the rings.... these are the only pictures he took the entire 8 months he was there.


So... here is the question. Is the third time the charm? Should I really fork out money for ring number 3 when it will probably be lost in less than a month? I will add that I have had my share of problems w/ my ring. I think that it was cheaply made to begin with... my opinion. I have had to replace several prongs and I actually lost the big diamond once... right after I got the prongs redone. Somewhere in Nampa, there is a diamond floating around! I also lost it for a few months. I thought it fell down the drain but I found it eventually.

Hey, I just remembered it my anniversary!

Not my marriage anniversary, but Valentine's Day marks the date that I realized I was not invinsible. On Valentine's Day 2005, I went on a bike ride w/ Ethan and got hit by a car while I was in the cross walk. It was at Lake Lowell and Midland. I wasn't hurt all that bad, even tho I should have been. I landed 10 feet from my bike, face and wrists first on the asphalt. My leg got smashed between the bike and car. I'm just thankful that it was me that was hit and not Ethan. For him, it could have been a fatal hit since it would have hit his body. She just got my leg really. BUT!!! I did hit the hood of her car before I went flying and I left a dent! I think the worst part was pulling the chunks of asphalt out of my face. That was extremely painful. The pictures are from right after the accident, before I went to the hospital and before I got swollen and bruised. I ended up looking pretty bad. And my right ankle still is puffy and if I've been up on my feet alot it looks like this again.

THIS IS UNBELIEVABLE!!

Okay it's not shocking! But I completely forgot to add my Guns n' Roses pictures to my blog last nigth so now I will!! I know, I'm a nerd!

A little G'n'R for ya...

I love the classic (old) Guns n' Roses. You know, back when Axel Rose was young and hot. Did I really just type that? Yes, I did! Anyhow, I have 3 favorite GnR songs: Sweet Child 'O Mine, Patience and Welcome to the Jungle. I have repeatedly subjected my family to the torture of listening to these songs, sometimes over and over and over again. Anyhow, every single person in my family can sing most of all of them by heart. So a few days ago, Berlyn, who turned 5 in December, was singing Welcome to the Jungle while she was coloring on the floor. It kinda warmed my heart. So I stopped working to really listen to her and this is her interpretation of the song (real words in parenthesis) only at the chorus:

Watch it bring it to your Shun,n,n,n,n,n,n,n,n,n,n,na knees, knees, (those are right)
I wanna watch you sneeze (I wanna watch you bleed)

I wanna hear you sneeze (scream)

I haven't a good laugh in a long time and that one did it! It was hilarious. She hears something so different than me. We were talking about it tonight and she is insistant that those are the right words. And quite frankly, they aren't great lyrics and I would much rather watch (or hear) someone sneeze than bleed or scream! I will never, ever listen to Welcome to the Jungle the same.

NO!

No... I still do not have a new driver's license. Do you realize that I have to do my hair for that? And since I'm thinking of getting a hair cut, shouldn't I wait til then? Ethan asked me a few days ago what I would do if I got pulled over. So I unleashed the drama queen in me and told him. He was quite impressed. For a few minutes, I was actually hoping I would get a chance to try it out for reals... then I changed my mind. Hopefully by the end of the month. I just really like my picture right now. I look so... young.

I need to brag on my kiddos!

I have 4 of the best kids ever and I'm not sure where they got these rare traits that I'm going to discuss. Rob does not possess these AT ALL. I may have been this way had I been allowed. These traits actually only belong to 2 of the kids but they help spread the trait around. So for the past several months, I will be down here in my living room working or watching tv and all of a sudden, it will dawn on me that I'm all alone. All 4 of the kids (including my youngest) have made their way up to their bedrooms, and they are either sleeping, reading and playing quietly! How amazing is that?? In fact, last night around 7:30, I asked where Ethan was, and Bri let me know that has was already showered and in bed. I didn't ask him to do either. And since the beginning of the school year, I have only once had to wake up Ethan and once for the girls (I actually missed that one!). Ethan wakes up at 6:30, dresses and leaves for school by 6:53. He comes in and lets me know he's off. At 7:00, Briyanna's alarm clock goes off. She is absolutely anal about being to school by 8:30. Why she thinks it takes an hour and a half to get ready, I'll never know. Anyhow, I hear her wake up and then I hear the drill sergeant in her come out as she yells Brenna out of her bed. Brenna really could stay in bed til 7:30 but Briyanna won't allow it! Now so you don't think I'm a horribly irresponsible parent, my alarm clock goes off at 6:35 and 7:30 and then 8:00. I wake up the first 2 times long enough to hear movement and know they're up and getting ready. When I roll out of bed at 8:00, the girls are completely ready to go except for their hair. I get dressed, do my hair, brush my teeth and throw on a little make up and we're off. I have it so easy. Hope it lasts another 13 years!