It was on Channel 12 News this morning! So, yeah, apparently he has been working this last year. Go to this link and then there are a list of videos on the right. Scroll down to Head of the Class and click on it.
http://www.azcentral.com/video/#/News/Head+of+the+class/40280768001/35150280001/67855087001
link to the site: theheadoftheclass.com
Monday, February 22, 2010
Saturday, February 20, 2010
Sarcasm
{kellen}
Kellen was watching Jared play a video game which was on an easy part. Kellen said, "Oh this is hard." Jared said, "No, it's not." And Kellen replied, "That was SARCASM!" Oh dear. I'm in for it now. My 5-year old is using sarcasm already.
Kellen was watching Jared play a video game which was on an easy part. Kellen said, "Oh this is hard." Jared said, "No, it's not." And Kellen replied, "That was SARCASM!" Oh dear. I'm in for it now. My 5-year old is using sarcasm already.
Is It Possible?
What I want to know is: Is it humanly possible to be grateful for what we have RIGHT. NOW. To really appreciate it - even if it's driving you nuts?! Is it possible to appreciate a 2-year old in the midst of a temper tantrum or a 5-year old in the middle of 1000 questions or a 3-year old pushing down his brother? Is it possible to appreciate those moments? Because I know you can appreciate your baby when he naps or when he says sorry or when he smiles and gives you a big hug and kiss. I know it's possible to appreciate your 3-year old when he's lovingly playing with his little brother. But is it possible to appreciate your colicky baby when he's in the middle of screaming and all you want is sleep?! Or possible to appreciate your kids begging you for milk when all you want is to eat your breakfast before it gets mushy?!
I started thinking about this when I stumbled on this blog about Layla Grace (Warning: Very Sad Blog. Proceed with caution.) http://laylagrace.org/ It is about a 2-year old only 1 month older than my own baby. She's dying of cancer. Her mother is facing the unthinkable. She won't ever get to hear Layla Grace ask 1000 questions in a single day. She won't ever get to hear her throw a temper tantrum again (if she ever did). She'll never again get to wish that she could just get her laundry done or her grocery list written or her makeup on without being interrupted by her precious Layla. All she has left are sleeping and sleepy moments. And she regrets all of those times she wished Layla would nap or sleep or play quietly. She wishes she could have every moment like that back and redo it and really appreciate it.
I read it and it brings me to tears. I can't comprehend having to go through this as a mother. And I wonder, am I grateful for being interrupted 100 times before I can sit down to eat a meal? Am I grateful ENOUGH for my children in every single waking moment and every single sleeping moment? And then I don't think I am and I wonder if it's humanly possible to appreciate those things when you have them. And what does that truly mean? Does that mean appreciating it enough to not wish for it to be over? Does it mean not wishing that your 2-year old would get out of diapers already?! Or can you still appreciate the stage and look forward to the next?
And even though I'm not going through this as a mother (and hopefully never will), I still am in the same position as every mother on the face of the earth. My children are growing up. I will never have another today. I won't get to do it over. But unfortunately, laundry still has to be done, dishes have to be washed, house has to be cleaned, bills have to be paid. So how do you appreciate every moment? Even when you're in THOSE moments? I'd love to hear your thoughts.
I started thinking about this when I stumbled on this blog about Layla Grace (Warning: Very Sad Blog. Proceed with caution.) http://laylagrace.org/ It is about a 2-year old only 1 month older than my own baby. She's dying of cancer. Her mother is facing the unthinkable. She won't ever get to hear Layla Grace ask 1000 questions in a single day. She won't ever get to hear her throw a temper tantrum again (if she ever did). She'll never again get to wish that she could just get her laundry done or her grocery list written or her makeup on without being interrupted by her precious Layla. All she has left are sleeping and sleepy moments. And she regrets all of those times she wished Layla would nap or sleep or play quietly. She wishes she could have every moment like that back and redo it and really appreciate it.
I read it and it brings me to tears. I can't comprehend having to go through this as a mother. And I wonder, am I grateful for being interrupted 100 times before I can sit down to eat a meal? Am I grateful ENOUGH for my children in every single waking moment and every single sleeping moment? And then I don't think I am and I wonder if it's humanly possible to appreciate those things when you have them. And what does that truly mean? Does that mean appreciating it enough to not wish for it to be over? Does it mean not wishing that your 2-year old would get out of diapers already?! Or can you still appreciate the stage and look forward to the next?
And even though I'm not going through this as a mother (and hopefully never will), I still am in the same position as every mother on the face of the earth. My children are growing up. I will never have another today. I won't get to do it over. But unfortunately, laundry still has to be done, dishes have to be washed, house has to be cleaned, bills have to be paid. So how do you appreciate every moment? Even when you're in THOSE moments? I'd love to hear your thoughts.
Monday, February 15, 2010
Valentine's Day
On Valentine's Day, we had a candlelight dinner with the most exquisite china ;) We had heart-shaped pancakes (they were semi-round, but just pretend they were heart-shaped). Then the boys each found a valentine under their plates and got to use the clues to find their valentines. They each got a toy and some candy. Then we rushed off to the Phelps' Valentines Party. No pictures of that - too crazy with 20 adults and 30 kids. Happy Valentine's Everybody and love to all!
All Valentine's weekend, Jared worked no my Valentine's Day present. He built shelves in my office closet. I was really excited to have all of that storage space. It took a bit longer than he expected (don't all DIY projects?!), but it's done now and it looks great!
I can't wait to finish filling them up, but for now I'm thrilled. We'll paint them when I decide what color to paint my office. I think he may have been a little disappointed when he saw what I did with my new shelves. "I didn't realize I was building a mini-Joanns." Yep! And I love it!
Thursday, February 11, 2010
Cousins and Heart Cakes
Kellen's cousin Hite gave Kellen an apron, cake mix, and frosting for his birthday. Kellen was so excited since he loves to cook. We decided to invite Hite and his sisters Elly and Rilla over to help decorate some heart cakes we made.
This is kind of funny, but the oldest girl, Elly, seemed to have an allergic reaction to the flash of the camera. Poor girl was smiling so prettily and then flash and this is how it developed:
Oh well, we love her anyways!
And here, as usual, is the aftermath:
Tuesday, February 2, 2010
Bridger and the Case of the Bruised Ear
We had quite a drama with our poor little Bridger-boy. Saturday, he was jumping off the couch and somehow jumped into a kitchen chair with a metal back. He screamed and immediately had a line of puffy bruise across his ear. We tried to ice it, which, of course, he wanted none of. The next day Jared decides to do some research on bruised ear and finds out that having a bad bruise that has a hematoma (pool of blood) can cause you to bet Cauliflower Ear or Boxer's Ear. Apparently the pool of blood separates the skin from the cartilage, which separates it from the nutrients. So, the cartilage can die and then you have a floppy ear. Well upon hearing about this, we decide we should call the doctor to check. The doctor says he wants to see him that day (Monday). Jared takes him to the doctor, who then says, yes, we need to take him to the Ear, Nose, and Throat Specialist to possibly have a surgery to drain the hematoma to prevent the Boxer's Ear. So the next day, Jared takes him to the ENT, but I take some pictures before they leave. (Keep in mind, this is Day 3)
Bridger was a good sport and the ENT laughed at the thought of having to perform surgery, so I guess we worried over nothing. He scheduled a follow-up since his head was also bruised in a line right behind his ear bruise and he worried a bit about brain damage or brain leaking. (He asked Jared if he had had a really bad runny nose - No. (Apparently your brain fluid can leak out of your nose in a really bad head injury....ewwwwwwwww gross. And also apparently, brain fluid looks just like a runny nose. Also, Jared does a funny impression of the doctor. If you're so inclined, you'll have to ask him to do it for you.)
Anyways, luckily it healed up nicely and he's back to his good old cutey self.
Bridger was a good sport and the ENT laughed at the thought of having to perform surgery, so I guess we worried over nothing. He scheduled a follow-up since his head was also bruised in a line right behind his ear bruise and he worried a bit about brain damage or brain leaking. (He asked Jared if he had had a really bad runny nose - No. (Apparently your brain fluid can leak out of your nose in a really bad head injury....ewwwwwwwww gross. And also apparently, brain fluid looks just like a runny nose. Also, Jared does a funny impression of the doctor. If you're so inclined, you'll have to ask him to do it for you.)
Anyways, luckily it healed up nicely and he's back to his good old cutey self.
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