Lagoon

For those of you who don't in Utah, we have an amusement park here called Lagoon. It's fun, but really overpriced in my opinion. It's like $42 for anyone over the age of 4. But, luckily, I had the chance to go on a Thursday for the low, low price of $28 per child. And I didn't have to pay because I wasn't going to be riding any rides with this giant orb stickin out of me. So, we went. Just the kids and I. The forecast called for rain so we bundled up and headed out. When we got there the clouds went away and the sun came out. We even had to borrow some sunscreen! The clouds must have scared everyone else away because we didn't have to wait hardly at all. It was perfect. We stayed for almost 5 hours and then it started hailing/monsoon raining. But that's okay, we got our money's worth and now I can cross that off my list of things to do this summer with the kids! Yay! Hope everyone is having a great summer!

The Baby is Still a Boy....

This morning was my BIG ultrasound, very exciting! What that means is that I got to see the baby in 4D. Yup, a little creepy looking at first, but pretty sweet. The kids went with me and were taking pictures the whole time. And would you believe it, that little guy had his feet up by his head and we could actually see him putting him toes in his mouth! Pretty amazing! Everything looks really good and I'm measuring about 23-24 weeks along, which puts my due date closer to the end of September than the middle. The pictures aren't great, but what'ja gonna do?!

I've been Remiss

Well, blogger friends I have been a bit of a slacker in the newsy newsy of our little family because I just haven't wanted to post. If I can be totally honest with you, my fellow readers, I've pretty much been hating life the last few days. I can't seem to get a very good handle on my emotions. I want to like people, but mostly I just get annoyed by something they say or do.

What is wrong with me? Unlike my saintly, think nothing but the best of the human race, husband most of the population just irritates the crap out of me right now. I think it's the hormones! I mean, I feel out of control, but I can't make myself be more in control. Do you feel me? It's so frustrating. I mean, I go to church and learn about Christlike love and I WANT to feel it, but then I get all grouchy.

And then to make matters worse, Ethan says to me the other day, "When are you and dad getting divorced?"

Cricket. Cricket.

"Well, Ethan we aren't getting divorced. We are fighting kind of a lot lately aren't we? Because I'm grouchy?"

"Yeah."

It freaking broke my heart. I tried to explain to him that just because adults argue doesn't mean that they are getting divorced. And that I would try harder not to fight with dad. So, we are having a dinner and a family talk tonight trying to calm the fears of my 7 year old. How crappy is that? Well, now that you all are scared away from me because you think I'll hate you and think I'm the worst parent on the planet, judge me. Or not, but know that I love you all, I just don't know how to show it right now...

Just One Little Slip

That's all it took. One little slip off the side of the bench at the park. It wasn't a particularly hard fall, just a precise fall. Right on her collarbone. Enough to break the poor thing. She wasn't hardly crying at all until I told her we needed to take her to the doctor. Then she really started crying about shots and dying and stuff. Then I think it really started hurting and then it was crying for about 2 hours until we got Tylenol into her at the Instacare. But she's doing well and on a small dose of Loratab.

Preschool Graduation

Check out the video in full screen to get the full effect. That is all. Have a good week!

Utter Mortification

I realize that a lot of my posts begin and end with something that has embarrassed/exasperated/tested my patience to the max. I unabashedly do not apologize for this. These events in my life make me grateful to have kids with...spunk?! Right?! And it's for your amusement, so you, the reader, can say, "I am glad that's not my kid."

Well, last night was one for the record books. E gets home from school and I ask him how his day was. His answer as of late has been, "...mostly bad." Today was no different. Lately his teacher has been punishing the students by making them lay their heads on their desks when they don't stop talking. I don't have a problem with this. I have a problem though when the whole class has to be punished for one kid that's talking. The other day they had their heads on their desks for almost 20 minutes while they missed P.E. Where is the logic in that?

So Ethan says, "I got so frustrated today that I started writing notes."

"Well, what did the notes say?"

"I wrote that I hope you are nicer to your class next year." Meaning his teacher of course.

"Oh, what did you do with the notes you were writing?"

Now, I knew the worst was coming and had that crap feeling in the pit of my stomach when I heard his response.

"On Mrs. _____ desk."

Uggggggggh. Crap.

"Well, Ethan that was a very mean thing to write. And tomorrow you'll have to apologize to your teacher for writing that."

"Why is that rude? I thought I was helping her to know she wasn't being a very good teacher."

Ugggggggh. Then I had to explain why that was a bad way to behave and that I would talk to his teacher and try and get it sorted out after he apologized. He started crying and saying that his teacher was going to hate him and he didn't want to go to school today. But we said a little prayer this morning to help him to be brave. I REALLY hope he is. But seriously, what the freak?! It's so awkward. Luckily there's only one more week of school after this, right?

Update

Just to let any of you know who might be interested, I did have a talk with that little girl's mother about her situation. Last week we were pulling up into her street and she asked if I could take the long way home to her house because she knew that her step dad would be home. I offered to let her come hang out at our house for a few hours and she was really excited. But then when I texted her mother, she got really suspicious and we ended up talking about what was going on. She seemed a bit in denial about the situation saying that her husband and daughter "don't see eye to eye..." That's bull in my opinion. Time to grow up and act like an adult dude. Anyway, we discussed counseling and things, but I doubt anything will happen. I parked in front of the house feeling pretty bad and out walks the step dad, yells something to this girl, rolls his eyes and walks back in. Why are people such jerks?

I need to barf again.