Monday, August 14, 2017

Benson The Pharmacist

June 9th
Benson has been taking an antibiotic since Monday. 
Benson hates the taste of said antibiotic.
Today, Benson took matters into his own hands and dumped the offending antibiotic down the sink.
And then threw the bottle in the recycling, tried to cover it, and casually went about his day while Mom folded laundry. And while all three of his siblings were IN the room.
😲😠😭😔😟😳
When I saw the empty bottle and pink sink I started yelling incoherently along the lines of "WHAT'D YOU DO!? WHYYYYY?!!! NOW WHAT!!!?? WHYYYY????" And Benson started yelling back (because he's not afraid of me, which I don't get, because I'm totally crazy) "I NO LIKE IT!!!!!" Like, 'what's your problem, woman'. Luckily for Benson, Daddy had just gotten home from work and so Benson was preserved. 
The doctors office receptionist said she thought Benson would have to come back in and she'd let me leave a message, but luckily for us, the pharmacist thought it was THE FUNNIEST STORY OF ALL TIME, said he could refill the remaining days, and wouldn't even charge me because that young man needed to live. 😂😭💓 Isn't that nice? 
The Offender (the Artist formerly known as Benson) came with me to Costco to get his replacement antibiotic and sauntered in like he owned the place, wearing his brothers hat and carrying his toy helicopter and jet. As we walked away from the pharmacy he called back "WE SAY THANK YOU!" and then casually walked on, feeling like big stuff. I could hear everybody at the pharmacy laughing and thinking he was adorable. And I looked down at the little monster holding my hand, and dangit, he IS adorable. Lucky for him!
Parenting is hard.
But apparently, if you're three -- climbing onto the cupboard, unscrewing the childproof cap, disposing of yucky medicine, and hiding the evidence -- is not hard at all.

Sigh.

Friday, July 28, 2017

Slow and Fast Summer

This post took me more then a week to finish, which shows you how much I have summer brain! But here you go: THE LAST MONTH IN ONE POST.

Summer is flying by. Each day is long and each week flies, in the grand tradition. The girls just got their teacher assignments and supply lists today. They are so excited! I am a little happy for school but mostly sad, because I love all the time I've had with my little chickens. Ah, summer.
I've been horrible at taking pictures, but here is an overview of our fun since the Cruise Disaster of '17.
4th of July was fun. Parade, breakfast with cousins, and dinner with Grandma Sugar. This lady is a lot of fun.
Benson loves a few movies with all his heart, especially "Super Puppies" as he calls the truly awful 'Super Buddies'... a movie about a farm, aliens, and puppies with magical powers as far as I can tell. That's fine, though, because when life gets ruff (I'm sorry, I couldn't help myself) for little Ben the super doggies really help. Most important of all, though, is 'Moana'. As you can see, he takes his viewing of this new classic very, very seriously. I kind of get it, though. Moana is the best! 
Kate the Great turned SEVEN! I seriously cannot believe that my baby girl is going into the second grade and only one year away from being baptized. Seven just seems so old for my little shadow, I guess. She had a great birthday. Donuts, lunch date with Mom and Dad, and dinner and birthday cake the day before so she could celebrate with Daddy, then zipping up to Utah so that the Ute Stampede could throw a parade in her honor! We then went up to Salt Lake to stay with Aunt Jan and it was pretty much a birthday weekend for this little pile of cuteness. Lots of family and lots of fun.
Benson was a dedicated helper to her as she opened her gifts. It is so fun to watch her when she had a big reaction, because she is so measured in her response almost always. Olivia worked and worked on a little scrapbook/journal for Kate that was just such a labor of love and is so sweet. I sure love this little birthday girl.
We had a fun time in Nephi and SLC, even though it was a short up and back trip. We took the kids to this huge sports store with a ferris wheel inside and that was awesome. They had this statue of Honest Abe outside and these three crazies felt like they needed their picture taken with him. Katelyn felt that she did NOT. 
Ferris wheels are as intense as I remembered, but we all had a great time.
We stopped in Nephi on the way home so grandma could show the kids all her old stomping grounds and then we drove home in a big electrical storm. Good times.
I don't actually know why I took this picture, but it is an accurate depiction of summer mornings. Maybe I just thought their underwear-sporting cereal eating was cute. They are quite the gang.
Benson, my tiny baby boy, turned THREE! THREE!!!! How, I ask you. We had birthday donuts and then snuggled up to watch 'Moana,' as requested.
The kids helped me pick his presents and he loved them all. We went out to dinner and just had a fun day celebrating this light of our lives. Benson makes everyone's day brighter and sweeter! Utterly mystified that my tiny baby is three (and yes, I will persist in calling him my tiny baby until the end!).
We decided we really needed to send the summer off right, so the kids and I headed up to Utah for one last hurrah. We stayed with Grandma and Grandpa A, visited and went out for ice cream with Grandma Sugar, went coking several times (drives with a soda pop), and spent all day for three glorious days at Aunt Trina's house, playing with cousins and friends. Shawna and Jodi came over on Tuesday and we just solved all the world's problems. Best time ever to have that Marie/Trina time! Even got the long-desired butter beer from Fiiz on the way home. It was awesome.
Otherwise we've been doing our back to school shopping and feeling a little nervous about this next week, where we have four days of babysitting, guests coming to stay, back to school nights, visiting teaching, Relief Society meetings and other adventures. It's a good life, that's for sure.

Friday, July 7, 2017

Booze Cruise

We went on a cruise to Mexico.
Here is what I wish I could write:
Oh my, we had the most magnificent experience sailing the open sea! We were made for it! We fell even more in love and stared deeply into each others souls (between stimulating conversation and riotous laughter). Cruising is the best thing we've ever done! We felt marvelous and were thrilled with every second!

That's an alternate history that sounds pretty good. If I get amnesia at some point in my life, everybody just tell me about what an amazing time we had on our cruise.
In this particular dimension, though, I was very, very sick the whole time, and the Double B was about half the time. Sea sick, despite being full of anti nausea stuff. I have a testimony that sea sickness gets old reeeeeal fast.

Here we are watching as the ship departed. Young, innocent us!
 Honestly, we were sick and very, very bored. Nothing appealed to our personalities and it was pretty much a total bust. We spent all our time sleeping to try to avoid feeling rotten, watching re-runs on the tv trying to avoid feeling rotten, eating to try to avoid feeling rotten, and sitting on the deck watching the waves in silence trying to avoid feeling rotten. Total. Bust.
But here's a picture of the Double B in Mexico.
First time in Mexico for both of us, so that was good! We took a bus tour of the city and walked the main shopping street of Ensenada, just to add to the whole experience. But at least we weren't on a rocking boat!
Highlights: 1) Going super fast on top of that bus. The wind took my breathe away and I enjoyed that moment! 2) The drunk people outside our door at about four in the morning screaming with all their hearts "WE'RE NUMBER ONE!!! WE'RE NUMBER ONE!!!" I think they might have actually won the super bowl or something. I'm so glad I was on a ship with people who were number one, though. 3) There were a couple re-runs of 'Friends' that were fairly humorous. So that's good.

I missed my kids horribly and decided we need to have five or six more children because we won't survive if it's just us. I told the Double B that and he said "And then I splashed cold water on your face and gave you a couple good slaps until you came to." Ha ha.
We both put on a brave face for each other the whole time but disembarked the INSTANT we could. We got in the car and I said "Well, that wasn't my favorite thing we've done" and my sweetie then word-vomited his dislike for the whole thing and then said the saddest and truest of all words: "We could have gone to Disneyland." 

Sniff.

Sniff.

We raced back to our kids and that was that (thanks so much again for watching them, Mom and Dad). At least we were together if we were going to pay a lot of money to be sick and bored! Love my honey, thankful for him, glad we tried it, already think it's pretty funny, and now know how we feel about cruising... it's not for us.
In conclusion: next time, just go to Disneyland!

Tuesday, June 27, 2017

Summer Days

I found this selfie on my phone. Classic.
The movie 'Captain Underpants' came out and Olivia let me know (every day) that it was VERY important to her that we go see it in the theater. So while KJ was at scout camp, we had a girls day at the movies. I had a marvelous time with my little ladies! I have also never tried so desperately to take a nap during a movie. The girls loved it! Which was, of course, the point. They're so awesome.
I finally found a picture that proves Olivia and I are genetically connected.
The Double B and I just celebrated our 15th anniversary! Can't believe we're so mature, but I'm sure fond of this looney tune. We took the kids (minus scout camp Kaje) out to lunch for this momentous occasion at the Cheesecake Factory to celebrate and they thought that was the greatest thing of all time. So darn fun.
We just chilled for the rest of the day like the content old folks we are. BB was snoozing on my arm so cute I tried to sneak a picture, but then his eyes popped open! I was caught in the act.
Which I found very amusing. He just shook his head and closed his eyes again. We're a good team, the Double B and I.
KJ got home from his week at scout camp and oh, boy, did everybody come running! It was a stake encampment and he had a GREAT time. I was so happy about that!
Then I got to enjoy him coming and laying on my bed to tell me all about it.  He is such a good boy. I'm so thankful he still wants to be close to his Mom!
Kate and Ben wanted to come to Costco with me and then had to try out EVERY piece of furniture. They especially loved this big bean bag. Katelyn said "look, Mom, we're the cozy club!" Cozy Club. Alliteration. I like it.
Tomorrow I drive my kids up to Utah to stay with my parents for a few days because my sweetheart and I are leaving on a CRUISE on Thursday morning!!! We've been planning this little getaway since our 10th and can't believe it's finally here! So excited. Just a short little maiden voyage to see how we like the cruising life. Together, just us... And a bunch of other people we don't know and aren't responsible for! HURRAY! 
Thankful for these fifteen years with this good and decent man.

Monday, June 26, 2017

Birthday Conclusion

We spent the whole weekend at the cabin as a family. It was pretty much heaven! So, so relaxing -- and funny, because we find ourselves hilarious. We ate and visited and played lots of hand and foot and phase 10. We even had a camp fire and I introduced my little brother to the wonders of roasted starbursts (you're welcome, Nick, for changing your life).
The little ones were kept very close but the non-littles had free reign and enjoyed every second of it.
Leighna and Liv took about a million pictures and they had a blast doing it. Leighn got some really cute ones, like this one...
 And this one...
 And this one! A budding photographer, for sure. Liv was a very willing model, as you can imagine.
It was just so great to play together. We are such good friends besides being family and truly love to be together. I know that is a huge blessing!
 Monday morning we woke up to colder weather and packed up quick. We met at Mom and Dad's for lunch and then everyone crashed. 
Tuesday the Double B was supposed to cut down their tree as his gift to Dad, but thaaat didn't work out. The machine was too big to get into the backyard. Poor man was practically despondent, he'd been working and planning for so long! Then, when he got back from St. George, he realized he'd left the key to the machine in his pocket!!! It was so tragic that it was funny (to clarify, it was NOT funny to the Double B). I told him I'd get the kids dressed and we'd take the truck we'd borrowed back to Sabrina and head down to St. George, but when I got everyone dressed he was gone. So I headed over to Sabrina's, and there was the Double B, sadly trudging up the hill from her house on the busy highway, head down and looking as Charlie Brown as I've ever seen him. After we returned the accidentally stolen key, I took that poor pathetic man to Chuck-a-Rama for lunch and he drowned his sorrows in scones and fried chicken and ice cream with all the other old people. Bless his beautifully-intentioned heart!
Look, KJ has outgrown both of his Grandma's! And this is just the beginning, folks!
 Grandpa really and actually does give totally awesome snuggles. And there's a side for each of them, so that really works out great.
 On the day of his actual birth ('Cause we'd been celebrating for quite awhile at this point), Dad wanted to go up to Zion. So we loaded everybody up and spent the afternoon in the Park.
It's nice when you're Benson and you have fifty best friends. Papa takes the cake, though.
 Don't let the walking fool you. That lasted about two seconds and then he got carried the rest of the river walk! Also, he stole Porter's water bottle. Porter is basically the nicest kid ever and let him keep it! That's a valuable cousin to have, I gotta say.
These kids, though, were hiking champions. And Kate the Gr8 led the whole pack, the whole way! I was shocked but very proud. 
When we got to the end the kids played in the water a bit and relaxed. Trina was very nervous about all the rabid squirrels, and I really enjoyed that. Also, we saw a deer!
 The shuttle was fun and the kids loved it. My Mom, not so much. That thing was PACKED on the way back down and that made for some interesting claustrophobic moments for her! She took it like a champ, though, and even had us laughing about it. The ladies standing next to my seat were French, and yes indeedy, I did sneak a glance to see if their armpits were shaved. Disappointingly, they were.
 When we climbed off the shuttle Benson happily waved at it and called out "bye, bye, school bus! See ya tomorrow!" What a cutie. Our shuttle driver was HILARIOUS. He basically just spoke his thoughts all the way down and was cracking us up. He kept saying "and I thought to myself" and would then tell us what he thought to himself. Truly delightful.
We all had dinner together that night, ate a million yummy cookies my Mom made for my Dad, and gave him his cards.
Best birthday celebration ever. Or at least it was for us! But I think it was pretty great for my Dad, too.
The next morning, we headed back to Vegas, but not before stopping to see Uncle Nick and his helicopter.
 Uncle Nick is Benson's imaginary friend, Benson thinks it is SO COOL that "Unca Nick fly a helicopter!" And he carries his little toy helicopter around all day (that apparently Uncle Nick pilots), and he gives him wild flights around the house. It's pretty cute. He LOVED running up to the helicopter and seeing it up close, but did get pretty nervous when Uncle Nick let him sit inside it. He much preferred just letting his imaginary friend carry him all around it on the outside.
He woke up from his nap on the way home with a gasp: "Mom! I flied with Uncle Nick!!!"

This has been the faithful retelling of an awesome week.
Amen.

Sunday, June 25, 2017

Sneaky Birthday Project

I got the idea quite a while ago of what I wanted to give my Dad for his birthday but I knew it would take some maneuvering.
I wanted to gather messages of love and memories for him from his friends and family.
So a couple of months before the big day, I started gathering cards and stamps and addresses. I wrote a letter explaining my plan and then I sent out 60 of those letters along with a blank card and a self-addressed, stamped envelope -- with my Dad's name on top, c/o Marie.
And then I waited.
I told myself that I would be happy if I got 20 back. Every day I anxiously checked the mail, so excited if there was a card in there, disappointed if there wasn't. And I got 41 back!!! HURRAY! I also gave a blank card to my mom and to all the kids and grandkids -- even the tiny ones. So on his birthday, I had a pretty big stack of love notes to hand him! 62 cards, all for my Dad.
I wish I could freeze that moment and go back and visit it on rainy days. He would open them and see who they were from and then Jon and I read them out loud for everyone to hear. We laughed and teared up and thoroughly enjoyed hearing the love and admiration that so many people have for this good, good man. It was a magical evening and one I will always remember. There was a whole lot of love in that room!
I think my Dad felt truly, truly loved. Mission accomplished!

Monday, June 19, 2017

Dad's 60th Birthday

I keep trying to write this post but my heart just feels so big about it, it's kind of hard to wrap my brain around how to write it! So here goes.
My Dad turned 60 on June 14th. And I've been thinking about this upcoming birthday for oh... about a year and a half. What to do, how to do it, what to give him... I just wanted it to be really special, because we just don't turn 60 every day, you know?
And it turned out AWESOME.
Totally awesome!
My heart is pretty full about the whole thing, to be honest. Treasured memories were made, and we get to keep those forever!
We borrowed my Uncle Craig and Aunt Mary Lou's cabin for the weekend. And sent out invitations to siblings and nieces and nephews on both sides of the family. And danged if we didn't have a totally awesome party!!!
My Mom, brothers and sisters-in-law all pulled together and it was pretty darn cute if I do say so myself. Karen decorated beautifully and we served cake, cookies, fruit, and all of my Dad's favorite candies -- midnight milky way, circus peanuts, candy orange slices, black licorice candies, and sour patch kids. I thought that was so fun (I may have had an unusual amount of enjoyment over the candy, I'll be honest). We also had big tubs full of cans of Diet Pepsi to go with the water and punch. It was just fun thinking of all his favorite treats and and sharing that little piece of him with everyone. The candy was a big hit.
Sooo many people came! Almost every... single... person invited. I had prepared myself to call it a success if five people came, but there were a ton. And they all stayed and enjoyed it, and that made me so happy. You should have seen my Dad. He was a happy camper!
The real coup was when my 'Uncle Dave' (my Dad's best friend) came, all the way from Montana. I'd sent him an invitation with a note saying that I knew he couldn't come but I thought he'd like to see the invitation and know he was loved AND THEN HE CAME. That moment may have just made my Dad's life. They were both so happy! I didn't see him arrive, darn it, but I was sitting by my Dad's three little brothers and got a high five  of celebration from all of them when we realized he was there. Highlight!
The kids thought it was great fun. Everybody was just having an awesome time.
It was great to see all my aunts and uncles, and so many of my cousins. We are lucky to have so many people to love. All of my Dad's full siblings were there so we got some good pictures. It was an open house, so people came and went as needed, but most really did just stay until the very end.
Here's my amazing FC, who so kindly fit the party into a crazy weekend! So happy for any chance to spend time with her and her family.
The winding down scene. My Dad really felt loved. I think he was amazed that so many people came to celebrate him! That was really the dream, that he would just feel a little bit of how special he is to all of us.
 I'm a Daddy's girl. Always have been, always will be. It was such a pleasure to put this party together for him. He is a giant in my life.
I really couldn't feel any luckier to have this amazing Dad. So happy and thankful his 60th birthday party was a success!
Isn't he a cutie?!
You really are loved more then you know, Dad.
Happiest weekend ever!