Tagged

I have been SO bad at blogging. I think it might have to do with my recent obsession with craigslist and bedroom furniture/decor in conjunction with the NESTING PHASE. Anyway, my adorable sister-in-law tagged me back in August and I am finally following through. Here goes...

Three names I go by:
1. Shel
2. Mishelle
3. Mooooooommmmmmm!

Three jobs I have had in my life: (these are very impressive)
1. Subway Sandwich Artist :)
2. Basketball Referee
3. Secretary/Receptionist

Three places I have lived:
1. Woodburn, OR
2. Fountain Valley, CA
3. Anchorage, AK

Three favorite drinks:
1. water (is really my favorite, honestly)
2. raspberry lemonade
3. hot chocolate

Three t.v. shows that I watch:
1. Designed to Sell
2. 20/20
3. Hannah Montana (not on purpose)

Three top places I have been:
1. Canon Beach, OR
2. North Shore in Hawaii
3. Puerto Vallarta, Mexico

Three of my favorite restaurants: (not too sophisticated...)
1. Carrabas
2. Cafe Rio
3. Let's face it - I love to eat out. Anytime I don't have to cook I am happy (except for McDonalds)

Three things I'm looking forward to:
1. NOT BEING PREGNANT
2. General Conference. Really. I love all day, home together, comfy clothes, great talks, NO MEETINGS :)
3. Another cruise with Chad some day

VACATION!

"At Bear Lake, Bear Lake there's no cake at Bear Lake. BEAR LAKE!"
Only family members will get this. Everyone else will think we are completely wacko. Actually... we are :)



We had a lot of fun miniature golfing. At one of our games Abbey got 3 holes in one!!!

She is also learning to dive. Nice!

A lost tooth - literally

This picture has nothing to do with a lost tooth, but I thought it was a cute one of her. So, Abbey lost a tooth last week. It has been loose FOREVER and it finally came out. (Bryson actually tried several times to pay her to let him pull it out, and even attempted a hostile takeover/extraction at one point! I think keeping it gave her a sense of power and control...) ANYWAY, once it finally came out, she was trying to wash it off and it went down the drain! I actually took the drain apart - which felt pretty handyman-ish to me - but couldn't find it. Luckily she really was ok with just giving the toothfairy a note. Abbey is pretty sentimental and "attached" and I was expecting a disaster, but was really grateful that things seemed to turn out just fine ...Whew.

A new look...

If you have seen Parker lately, you would know that he has been wearing pajamas for 4 months straight. Although this phase has not completely passed, we are entering in on a new look. Let me explain...
I thought it would be a brilliant idea to get Parker fully potty trained before we had another one in diapers. So I bought him some underwear and here is the problem: I have not set aside the time/effort to do a good, thorough potty training session. BUT, Parker really loves wearing the underwear. AND he actually does pretty well as long as he is not wearing pants too. So, he is spending a lot of time lately looking like he does in these pictures. Too much information, you say? I agree. And yet, isn't this the life of a toddler's Mom? It's mine.

STITCHES!

I always knew this day would come. I have worried about it for years, actually. Yesterday my first child got stitches. So here is the story...

The Elders came to drop something off at our house and Bryson talked them into a game of "Poison" (a basketball game where you essentially take turns shooting the ball and try to get other people out in various ways). While they were playing, Bryson slipped on some wet grass and fell onto the metal edging that goes around the grass and the rocks in our yard. He got cut on his leg, just above the ankle. Taking into account that I really have lived a fairly sheltered life, it was probably the worst cut I have ever seen. Not that it was that deep or big or even very bloody, but you could see down "in" and it was obvious that it was worse than just a regular scrape or cut. Anyway, I took him into Urgent Care (THANKS so much to Stephanie for watching Parker and Abbey!! - that would have been a nightmare!) and he ended up with stitches.

It actually turned out to be kind of a tender time for him and me. He was pretty scared when he heard he would need stitches. He wanted me to hold his hand and stand right next to him. It has been a long time since my big boy needed his Mommy. Once the Dr. started working on him, he calmed down a lot and things were fine. I think he was a little surprised at how much it didn't hurt. I was glad that he did something that he was really scared to do. I hope he will remember that as he grows - that he can do hard things. (One of the most interesting details in Bryson's mind is that the Dr. only had one arm. That was somewhat fascinating.)

So, another little bonding moment happened this morning and I wanted to record it... He woke up right around six and was complaining that his leg hurt. I, still very very sleepy, got him some medicine and we took off the bandages and checked it. Since I don't like to take medicine on an empty stomach, I went and got him a little bowl of cheerios to eat in his bed. When I came back up he said, "Thanks for doing all this, Mom. You didn't have to." It was so sweet! "You didn't have to"? I mean, isn't there like a billion things I do like that every day that I don't have to, but somehow this was meaningful for him, which just makes it so WORTH IT.

ANYWAY, the major repurcussions of the injury are: no more swimming lessons until we get back from UT/AK, and probably no track meet this Friday which they have been training for for months now. That is very disappointing. But we have made it through our first time with stitches and it wasn't as bad as I always imagined...

Baseball

This was the year of the eternal baseball season. Not that I don't enjoy watching Bryson play - I really do - but I will admit that I was a very happy Mom when the last game rolled around! The team needed help with coaching so Chad ended up as an assistant. I think Bryson really liked that. Abbey and Parker were good sports... sitting in the wind or the heat or whatever it was, watching their brother play. (I won't deny that they got LOTS of sugar during those hours on the bleachers. :)

And now stop reading if you don't want to hear bragging... But just for journaling sake, I have to record the fact that Bryson did play very well this year. He is a very consistent hitter, and a great defender. He had some really nice catches this season including a double play on first in one of the last games. He hit the ball almost every time at bat - although he didn't always get on base, but he is just good at connecting with the ball. I don't know if he'll stick with baseball forever, but he's a good little player. And that's not just Mom speaking! :)

It's a...

We had our ultrasound yesterday. The Dr. says he is "as sure as [he] can be" that it is a GIRL! We are really excited - especially for Abbey, who will get to have a little sister (HOPEFULLY. I mean, hopefully she really will get to have a little sister... and hopefully it really will be a GIRL because I am planning on painting the baby's room a frilly, girly, PINK! :) Now we just need to decide on a name...