Andy's Birthday 2013

Saturday was Andy's birthday and he turned 39!  We had a great weekend, celebrating his special day!  We started out by doing a surprise part down at the dental office with his staff, Lainah, Addy & I...his staff toilet papered his office and got him a cake.  That night, I took Andy out for dinner and shopping to get a few things he had wanted...and then we had a little getaway!  Saturday morning we came home and had lunch with the kids, then went to the Linder Farms corn maze.  The kids did pedal tractor racing, played on the inflatable toys...and we also traversed the maze.  Taylor was our fearless leader and was amazing at following the maze map.  After the corn maze, we came home, changed into our Halloween costumes and went to the ward Halloween Carnival.  Andy was Wreck it Ralph, I was Fix it Felix, Lainah was "Glitch" or Vanellope van schweetz, Addy was Minnie Mouse, Brooklynn was Ginny Weasley from Harry Potter, Rachel was Van Helga the witch, and Taylor was Where's Waldo!  We went and partied for a while then came home to have a yummy blizzard ice cream cake with Andy before heading to bed.  What a full, busy, wonderful birthday weekend!  Happy Birthday Andy!

The Funny Things Kids Say

I was editing my blog and updating the background pictures and clicked into one of the sidebar gidgets labeled "The Funny Things Kids Say."  I didn't realize that blogger had stored all of my previous entries...I thought that they were replaced each time I added something new.  So tonight while Andy was making fudge, the kids sat around the kitchen while I read aloud about 5 years worth of entries...just little tidbits of funny conversations we've had with the kids.  Here's a sampling... GROWING UP: According to Brooklynn, "Mommy, do you know what daddy's do when they grow up?" Me: "What?" Brooklynn: "They become Mommy's!" Awesome....

ABOUT TOILETS: Someone in our house plugged the toilet yesterday, but failed to tell me about it. No worries, I saw it before a catastrophe occurred, but I did gather the kids together to explain to them that there wasn't anything wrong or bad or embarrassing about plugging a toilet. (Okay, ya, it's embarrassing...but oh well.) Anyway, I told them that it was just very important that they tell me about it so that I could fix it before yucky stuff flooded the bathroom. So, a few hours later, Brooklynn comes running into the room I was in saying "Help Mommy! The toilet is drowning!" Yep. Plugged again.

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ABOUT BOOTS: Yesterday, Brooklynn told me that she didn't want to wear boots anymore. I asked her why, and she told me: "It's because when I wear my boots, it makes my head feel coldness." So, while giggling a little bit, I asked her why she thought that her boots made her head cold, and she said "because they don't do anything but walk around in the snow." Oh my...I love Brooklynn's logic. COLLEGE FACTS: Today at lunch, the kids were discussing what would happen if they went to college early. Brooklynn: Well, we'd have to have our own cars. Rachel: Ya, but we don't know how to drive because we don't have license plates. Brooklynn: Where do we get license plates from? Taylor: From the store that sells licenses. But they're really expensive. Taylor: But you can go to college without a car. You just have to have a bike or a scooter. Rachel: Ya, but if we go to Cleveland then people will steal our bikes like they did Daddy's. Taylor: Well, that's why we won't go to college in Cleveland. We'll go somewhere else where they don't steal your bikes. Brooklynn: What do you do in college Mom? Taylor: You learn about real science experiments and math. You get to multiply things by the thousands. Rachel: AND...you get to have your own computers. Taylor: Only if you need them. Brooklynn: Well, I don't want to go to college. Everyone: Why not? Brooklynn: Because they don't give you juice and crackers for snack!

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ABEM...otherwise known as ABUM: Brooklynn had a field trip today to the grocery store. She was so excited to tell me all about her bus ride there and back. Riding the bus was the coolest part of the whole field trip. Anyway, I asked her who she sat by on the bus, and as she's putting another big spoonful of macaronis into her mouth she says, "Oh...I just sat by ABUM." I still can't get over how funny it sounds coming out her mouth...and yes, I have a vivid image of a "bum" they picked up from the grocery store and let ride home on the preschool bus.

↓	This morning, the first thing that sleepy little Brooklynn said to me as she's rolling out of bed half asleep is, "Mommy, last night I stayed asleep the whole night and kept my shoulders covered because it's not modest to show our shoulders."

ROPE MARKS: Yesterday Brooklynn had gym day at preschool. I asked her what activity they did. She said they played "Zookeeper." I asked her to explain to me how you play zookeeper. This is her explanation: "Well, first you have to have some kids be wild animals, and then they have to run around and you chase them around because that's what a zookeeper does at his job, but we didn't get to use ropes for tying up the animals." Asked her why she thought they weren't allowed to use ropes, and she says "Well Mommy! If we put ropes around their necks it might leave marks!" So, forget the fact that it's just flat out dangerous! A rope would leave marks and we couldn't have that happen!

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I DON'T WANT TO BE FOUR: So last night at Taylor's birthday dinner, the kids were talking about a fit that Brooklynn had had earlier in the day. Andy casually said, "three-year olds are allowed to have fits." Okay, my eyes about popped out on this one. Clearly that statement was made by someone who is NOT in care of the children throughout the entire day or that comment would not have been said. Too late though...because the next words out of Brooklynn's mouth were: "On my next birthday, I don't want to turn four, I want to stay three." hmm....smart three-year-old.

↓	SIGNS YOUR CHILD IS DEVELOPING A SENSE OF HUMOR: This morning, Rachel shows me a scratch on her forehead and says, "Mom, do you want to know what happened to my head?" Me: "Yes" Rachel: "Me too."

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"PACIFICALLY SPEAKING" Last night at dinner, Taylor asks: "Mom, Dad? Could I ask you a pacific question about something?" Mom: "Sure Taylor, so long as it's not an Atlantic question." Taylor looking a bit confused: "Okay, pacifically, can we watch The Bee Movie?" Mom: "Um, well, Atlantically, I'm not sure. Indianically...maybe. But Pacifically...I think so." Okay, by this time Andy is rolling and I am laughing, but the kids are just staring at us like we're from another planet. I then explain to Taylor that the word he meant to use was "specifically", not "pacifically." Awesome. I love it when they start using new words.

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This morning, Brooklynn was letting the blinds up in the living room. Andy and I were in the kitchen, and we hear her call out, "Mom and Dad, I just threw up the blinds!" Andy and I look at each other and burst out laughing. (Sorry if you don't get our humor) I call out, "Brooklynn, are you feeling better now?" (Andy is still laughing) Brooklynn is confused.

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Last night, we were all enjoying some cherry pie for dessert when Andy felt something wet and squishy hit his foot and fall to the ground. He looked across the table to Brooklynn, who was suddenly very busy trying to get underneath the table. He asked, "Brooklynn, did you drop a cherry on my foot?" From under the table we hear, "No Daddy! I dropped it onto the floor and your foot got in the way!" (Don't worry, we didn't let her eat it once she retrieved it. YUCK!)

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"QUEEN ARMADILLO" So, we let Taylor, Rachey and Brooklynn watch Star Wars, Episode I during their Spring Break. They loved it, and Tay and Rachey have been battling it out with light sabers ever since. Well, Rachey was playing princesses with Brooklynn and she tells Brooklynn... "Okay Brooklynn, now you can be Princess Leia, and I'm going to be Queen Armadillo" (Okay! So I bust up laughing and run out of the room...I couldn't help it. Queen Amidala's hair-do's do sort of resemble an armadillo at times.

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I was making Rachel's birthday cake and Brooklynn was helping me. I got out the cooking oil for the cake mix, and went to measure it out and she said, "Wait Mama! Not this....oh...no, that's okay, this one isn't for the toilet." "What?" I ask bewildered yet again. (Sometimes, I just feel so out of it.) "Well Mama, this one is for cakes, and the one in the bathroom is for toilets." I looked at the bottle of vegetable oil, and realized that to a 3 year old, it could very well look like the bottle of lysol (you know, yellow?) "Oh...no Brooklynn, this is NOT for toilets, this is oil for cakes." "Yep! That's right! For cakes, not for toilets!" (Sidenote: I went to the bathroom to make sure the cleaners were still on the very top shelf...and wondered... if she thinks the yellow lysol bottle is for cleaning the toilet, I wonder what she thinks the white bottle with the blue spray is for???)

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"Kidney Infection" Tonight at dinner, we had an interesting discussion about kidneys. Andy and I were talking about how my grandpa has been having some trouble with his kidneys, and Rachel asked me, "Mom, have you ever had kidney problems?" Me: "Nope, my kidneys work just fine thankfully." Rachey: "YOU HAVE KIDNEYS?!?" Me: "um, yep, two of them." Taylor: "How can you have two kidneys and not have an infection?" Me extremely confused: "Well, our bodies are supposed to have two functioning kidneys. Kidneys clean the blood." Tay very confused: "Ya, but how do they clean the blood if they cause infections?" Andy smothering laughs. Me still confused but very entertained: "Um...kidneys don't cause infections guys, but sometimes you get infections IN your kidneys." Both Rachey and Tay together: "OH! We thought that there was a germ called "Kidney" and that it gave people infections sometimes." Me laughing now: "Nope. Germs give your kidneys infections, and kidneys are your blood cleaners, they're the good guys." Tay and Rachey: "OH......" Ahhh....another mystery solved...what will be next?

↓	We were visiting with friends last night, and our friend Jennifer asked, "Brooklynn, how old are you?" Brooklynn said, "Um, I'm three." Jennifer then asked, "When are you going to turn four?" Brooklynn looked up at her and said, "On my birthday!"

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Today Brooklynn (3 yrs) was drawing a picture with her markers while I fixed dinner, and she said "oh, Mommy. My drawing is ridiculment." I asked her what "ridiculment" means, and she said, "it means that my drawing is not doing what I want." I told her, "but honey, you're doing a great job!" and she said "no mommy, when a drawing has ridiculment, you just have to start over." And she turned the paper over and started drawing on the back--problem solved.

↓	Rachey came home from school yesterday wearing a blue NASA sticker. Andy asked her why she had a NASA sticker on, and she said "Well, I don't know. It's just a word that people use in space."

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"So RACHEY, what did you learn about in school today?" "Well, I learned about a guy named Paul Remere!" "Really, Paul Remere? Who's he?" "Mom, (said with exasperation) he's the guy who rode all over the place telling people that the British were going to come over." (me trying desperately to NOT laugh) "oh, ya, that Paul Revere guy was pretty awesome huh!" "Yep, he sure is!"

↓	TAYLOR: "Mommy, do you think we'll ever be in another canine?" Mommy: "A what?!?" Tay: "A canine, you know when there's no food?" Mommy: (suppressing an outbreak of giggles) "oh, you mean a famine? Hmm...I'm not sure." Later that night Andy and I laugh and laugh and laugh. I love it.

↓	"Mommy, I have a headache." "Really? Where is your headache?" "In my tummy, I think I need some pop." (BROOKLYNN)

"Chocolate milk doesn't come from chocolate cows. It comes from cows who've been in the mud." RACHEL

When asked if he was warm enough TAYLOR responds: "Yep Mom! I'm as warm as a polar bear hibernating."

A Tribute to Zippy

It doesn't take long for a pet to make a permanent place in a family.  The way they follow you around, bother you when they're bored, and need constant attention.  The amount of food and care they need makes it impossible to forget that they are around, but it's more than that that makes them special.  The way they seem to know when you need a nudge, the way they snuggle up to you while you're reading a good book and keep you comfy and warm, the way they constantly find some mischief which makes you laugh, the way they show you that they love you just because you're YOU and not for anything other than that.  It doesn't take long until you find that you're looking for them as you pull in the driveway or come through the door, you look forward to seeing them in the morning, you look forward to all of their silly shenanigans and eagerly look forward to spending time with them each day.

 

Our family got it's first pet in May of 2006 while we were living in Cleveland Heights, Ohio.  One of my great friends, Sabrina Atwood, saved a mommy cat and her litter of kittens who were abandoned.  She called me up to see if I wanted a kitten for my kids.  I couldn't resist...I remember going over to her house with Tay and Rachey to choose which one we wanted.  I remember kind of wanting a different one than the gray stripey one...but Rachey especially was set on the little gray striped boy kitty.  So we took him home.  I have been thankful ever since that we took that cute little stripey kitty home.  He was perfect for our family.

4 yr old Rachel with baby Zippy

Everyone loved our new fuzzy kitty boy...and one of the first orders of business was to choose the right name.  The FIRST name the kids chose.....was "Tiger."

6 yr old Taylor & 2 yr old Brooklynn with "Tiger" AKA:  Zippy

 Well, he had stripes like a tiger.  And sometimes when he yawned...he looked like a tiger...

 

but it didn't take long for us to figure out that he was a rambunctious little guy who would zoom and zip throughout the house.  He would jump out from under the sofa and bat your legs and then zip off around the corner and you wouldn't see anything but a flash of gray.  Soon we started commenting on how "zippy" our little kitty was....and so his named was officially changed to

ZIPPY

Zippy lived as a part of our family for almost 7 years...and we all loved him.  Two weeks ago, he was out prowling in the early hours of the morning...and was hit by a car in front of our house.  Taylor, who walks to middle school, found him by our mailbox.  Andy sent Tay on to school, while he gave Zippy a nice burial out behind our garden by the canal bank that he loved so much.  We all miss him very much...here are some of our favorite pictures and memories of Zippy.

 

One day I went for a washcloth in this linen closet...and actually cried out in shock!  I opened up the closet door to come face to face with a very annoyed and put out Zippy.  This linen closet in our Cleveland House was double-sided...Zip had climbed up through the girls' bedroom side and found what he thought was a nice soft, quiet, private place for a cat nap...I sort of messed up his afternoon plans.

Ever since he was a tiny baby...Zippy loved sleeping with the kids.  He started out with Taylor...but Tay had allergies to him so we wouldn't let him sleep in Tay's room anymore.  No problem, he moved right in with Rachel.  He slept just like this...head on her pillow for years.  Some mornings I'd go in to wake her up...and she was completely off the pillow while Zippy was all sprawled out.  Rachel loved it.

Zippy liked taking long afternoon naps...usually curled up on Rachey's bed.

One year we Stake YW leaders cleaned out the stake YW closet...otherwise affectionately referred to as "The Cavern"...and we found these odd looking value-colored ball things.  With ribbons attached.  And bells.  We didn't know what to make of them...then I thought, "Hey!  Perfect cat toy!!!"  We attached it to Zippy's fishing pole, and he thought it was awesome.

I love this picture.  It is a rare moment for Andy and Zippy.  They didn't always see eye to eye...but on this occasion...I'd say they were getting along just great.  I'll never forget the time when Andy decided he was going to teach Zippy that he couldn't try to drink out of the toilet.  (This was a bad habit that I couldn't get Zippy to stop!)  He stuffed Zippy into the toilet, shut the toilet lid down, and SAT ON IT.  I came running in because of all the wailing and meowing I was hearing...it took me a few seconds to figure out what was going on.  There was my husband.  Sitting smugly on the toilet...which was literally exploding with cat howling and loud splashing sounds.  After just a few more seconds...Andy let him out, gave him a BATH...and poor Zippy never got near the toilet again.

Zippy helped me move into our current home by inspecting all of our moving boxes that I had stacked 6 feet high in the kitchen.  There were a few boxes that I had opened up and then left to unpack later...and when I got back to them, there was Zippy in the box.  I really think he had a goal to startle me as much as possible during his lifetime.

One of the things we all liked about Zippy was that he was so big!  He was a huge, heavy cat...

Ya...what a life, huh?  Rachel got up to go to school...it didn't take long for Zippy to scoot over and be in the very center of the bed and take up the entire pillow.

Staying up late to read with Rachel

One of Zippy's favorite places to sit was in this front window.  He liked watching the kids play, and the birds in the bushes.

This was in Cleveland...we were raking up all the fall leaves...and Zippy was watching out the front door.

As a kitten, it didn't take long for us to realize that Zippy loved climbing and being up high...Andy made Zippy this cat condo out of the weird pole thing that was in our upstairs bathroom (another story for another day) and a cardboard box, carpet remnants and yes, ugly silver duck tape.  It was hideous looking...but Zippy loved it.

Rachel and her preschool graduation certificate.  Of course, she had to have Zippy in the picture.  Zippy wasn't always patient enough to allow the kids to pick him up and carry him around and hold him like this...however...one night after he scratched Rachel, he and Andy had a "heart to heart" similar to the toilet training...and after that we didn't have any problems.

This was the year that Santa brought Zippy his fishing pole.  We had so many good times casting for him.  We'd cast out his cat toy...and slowly start reeling it back in and then you'd have to reel in as fast as you could because Zippy would chase it down and pounce on it.  One time we put it down the laundry chute while he was down in the basement....he kept jumping up to try and get the toy that was hanging down from the chute.  Over and over again we'd lower down his little fishy...just to watch him jump up to get it.  Silly kitty!

Zippy's first Christmas...he wasn't too thrilled about the red bow I tied around his neck. 

We had a little family of chipmunks that lived near my front flower bed.  I also had a bird bath in the front bed...so Zippy would sit just like this and flick his tail back and forth as he watched the wildlife outside. 

Zippy loved hanging out on top of the window casements and stalking us from up above.

Merry Christmas 2006!  Zippy made it onto our Christmas card.  He would have rather been chasing after his fishing pole toy.

I had just finished this quilt for Rachel...and she was trying it out...so of course Zippy had to come check it out too!

Baby Zippy playing in his cat condo. 

Taylor sleeping with the little fur ball the first night home.  I don't have pictures...but after years of not being allowed to sleep with Taylor because of Tay's allergies...Zippy started sneaking downstairs in the middle of the night to sleep at the foot of Taylor's bed.  He would sleep right on top of Tay's feet.  Andy and I wonder if it's because Tay gets up in the middle of the night to eat snack food from the storage room...did Zippy secretly eat Doritos?

This is one of my favorite pictures of Zippy and Rachey...too cute.

And poor Zippy even endured a 5 day long car trip across the United States after dental school graduation.  He went from Cleveland, Ohio to Dayton, Oh...through Indianapolis...through Nauvoo, IL, Kansas City, across Arkansas...to visit Uncle Clay and Aunt Liz in Kansas...through Colorado, up to Utah to visit Roger & Megan...and finally across the Idaho border and straight across to Nampa. 

We all miss him...but for a cat we think he lived a pretty adventurous and full life!  And we're sure he's stalking us from up above in kitty heaven.

FOOTBALL...What It's All About

FOOTBALL...

Before the game...2012 Nampa PAL Championship Game, Nampa High School "Bulldog Stadium"

An American sport.  A game that we're all familiar with.  Something that most people get excited about.  Most families have their favorite teams.  Look in closets around America and you'll find sweatshirts, t-shirts, hats, jackets, socks, and other articles of clothing in a wide array of colors representing those favorite teams.  Say "football" and we think fall weather, sweaters and boots, fleece blankets on cold stadium seats, hot cocoa and salted pretzels, popcorn and noisemakers.  

In our house you say "football" and it means Taylor having 1 hour after Jazz Band practice to eat, do homework, and change into gear before he hops on his bike and heads down the hill to do drills and work hard until 7:30 at night.  It means Andy is finishing up with his last patient of the day to rush home and change out of his dockers and into warm-up pants and a sweatshirt and rush down the hill to help coach Tay's team.  It means I am washing dirty mud and grass-stained uniforms twice a week.  It means that we're talking through plays in the kitchen at meal-times, and it means that I will walk around the corner into the kitchen to find Andy and Taylor facing each other in 3-point stance firing out against each other.  And sometimes it means that 30 minutes before a church meeting, I find myself in the backyard wearing a skirt and kicking off my 3 1/2 inch heels to play catch with my son.
I wouldn't be completely honest if I said it wasn't about the win...because it certainly is.  And this year, Taylor's team won the title of 2012 Nampa PAL Junior Tackle Champions.  And they definitely deserved it.  But for me, for the mama in the stands...the biggest part is not the win.  It's the thrill of watching my son in each play make a hit, sack the quarterback, make a beautiful kick on kickoff, or make a catch in the end zone for a 2 point conversion.  It doesn't matter to me where he plays or what the other boys do...for me it's all about him.  The game is his position...every play, every time.  And having his dad help coach the team is an added bonus.  I get to watch two of my boys down there.  Andy striding along the sidelines, and Taylor out on the field.  I love it all.  Football...it's about a lot of things. 

I asked Andy and Taylor individually what Football meant to them...and this is what they said...this is what it's all about.
Andy says it's all about:

TEAM

EXECUTION

TENACITY

GRIT

Tay making it through the O-line to make a tackle. 

SPEED

EXPLOSION

DESIRE

WINNING

Tay and Andy after the game

GETTING BETTER

TO GET UP WHEN YOU'RE DOWN

TO FIGHT WHEN YOU'RE BEATEN

Tay at kickoff...beautiful 40 yd kick to the 20 yd line.  Perfect.

THE POP

SATISFACTION FROM EXPLOITING THE OTHER TEAM'S WEAKNESSES AND EXCENTUATING YOUR STRENGTHS

Taylor and Coach Andy waiting on sideline, end of game.

ACCOMPLISHMENT

GETTING IN SHAPE

HARD PRACTICES

WHEN YOUR BEST IS GOOD ENOUGH FOR YOU AND YOU WIN

 

And Taylor says it's all about:

ATTITUDE

HOW TOUGH YOU ARE

DURABILITY

ABILITY TO HANDLE THE BALL

WORK HARD TO GET THINGS DONE

Team huddle

TEAMWORK/ NOT A ONE-MAN THING

NOT TO GIVE UP

Stopping your man.  No matter what.

THE HIT

COMPETITION

THE CHALLENGE

IT'S JUST FUN

FUN TO BE A PART OF THE TEAM

Cheering his teammates during the trophy ceremony

TO HELP TO VICTORY

FRIENDSHIP

pre-game lineup with one of his best friends, Brett Ashcraft

DRILLS

BUILDING SKILLS

2012 Nampa PAL Champions!
(photo courtesy of Emily Flint) 

Here they are...after a season of hard work and determination...our team not only came out Champions, but they were undefeated all season and only had two touchdowns scored on them.  Way to go guys!

 

What else is Football all about?  The fans!

We're number one!

 



Matthew...always cheering on big brother Tay.

Tay's cousins Lexie, Carson, and Kylie came too!

 

Uncle Kyle and Aunt Ashleigh's family and Grandma and Grandpa Belnap came to cheer Tay on!

And of course proud parents...Rachel and Brooklynn had basketball games, and Lainah was sick.

 

Football...that's what it's all about.