Back to preschool

Cole has been dying to go back to school ever since we moved here. Everyday he would remind me that he really wanted to go to school. I finally found one (my neice actually goes there so it was nice that Cole knew someone). He was so excited and was dressed all the way down to shoes, jacket and a backpack by 8 am even though school didn't start until 9. He kept on talking about going to see Ms. Krysten and I would have to remind him that Ms. Krysten's school was in AZ not Utah. He had a good day his class learned about dinosaurs this month so today the made pancakes and on Thursday they get to go to a mueseum. I asked Cole if he wanted to go back and he said, "No thank you I'm all done." After some pretty good convincing by Nate, Cole decieded he would give it another try.

I am posting some pictures of the birthdays I have missed. Appreciate Cole's cake I think it turned out awesome.

My first I hate you

So the other night Nate was trying to watch tv and I was encouraging him to go get in the shower. I turned off the tv and nicely asked him to go hop in the shower (I was not even a little upset). He walks out of the room and said, "I hate you." I asked him to come back in and tell me what he said and he started cryind and told me he didn't want to say because he used the bad 'h' word. I was honestly so shocked I couldn't even think of what to say so I sent him to his room and told him that his dad would have to deal with him. He has since apologized tons of times, told me he loved me even more times, and has given me yet even more hugs and kisses. Joels' answer was to inform me it was just the first of many more to come.

Zachary pulled out one of his front teeth tonight. I really do NOT enjoy the whole losing teeth gross thing. EWWWW. It was almost all the way out and was just hanging there. He got great pleasure out of coming up and bug me with it. It totally made me gag. After being in bed for 30 minutes he came out with the tooth in his hand. I asked Joel if he had any cash and he informed me that the tooth fairy can't work on Sunday--Zachary would notice if she started and would not be impressed. Zachary didn't even ask if he could put it under his pillow. Great I guess I have to pay attention to that for the next few years now.

So I went and taught in Nate's primary class today. The first time I have ever taught primary. His class sits behind the sunbeam class Cole is in, he kept poking his teacher and saying, "That's my dad, that's my dad and she's my mom." He was so excited about singing and pretty much anything that was said by ANYONE. During singing time he was jumping up and down excited about every song. I was so embarrassed until I looked up and the primary presidency was all smiling laughing at him. We definately need to work on his reverance but he is just a happy very excited little boy.

The Monster turned 4

I am so not ready for my baby to be 4. I held Cole in my arms today like a baby and had to laugh that more of him was hanging out of my arms than was actually in. He has been so excited for his birthday all week. On Sunday they did a spotlight on him and he was jumping up and down so excited that they were describing him. Starting Monday he asked every single day if it was his birthday. On Wednesday we went and ordered him a birthday cake. He really wanted a Ben10 cake but I really didn't think we were going to have any luck finding one. We were looking through a huge book of cakes at Albertsons and as soon as he came across his cake his little face lit up and he yelled to the lady working in the bakery, "You have my cake."

Last night after he went to bed we decorated his room and put up a 4 things we love about you poster. His turned out much better than my first try since I had a better idea what I was going for. Cole woke up at 5:30 this morning and saw his room, realized that it was his birthday and refused to go back to sleep.

We had a nice little family get together tonight. He was so excited to show off his cake to everyone and tell them it was his birthday and he was 4 (although sometimes he would get confused and hold up 4 fingers but say 5). I think he had a good time and he is already looking forward to his next birthday.
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I have been blessed to have 3 great kids and they are so much fun. Cole is sweet, funny great and can make me smile just by walking in the room. Happy happy birthday, baby!!!!

Sick Kids

I think there should be a sign that pops up above kids heads when they are really sick enough to go see a doctor. I have such a hard time telling. It seems like when I rush them out to the doctor they just have a cold or viral infection that the doctor can't do anything for. However when I wait it turns out to be something real and I feel horrible for making my kids wait. On Sunday Nate pretty much lost his voice and was running a very low fever. He had a hard night and I decieded I would take him to the doctor but the next day he was perfectly fine. He was running a low fever again on Tuesday so I had him stay home again and told him he would definately being going to school today. Well last night he was burning up and managed to be up over half of the night coughing and just being miserable. Lucky for him, Cole picked up whatever Nate had and he was up (it seemed like one would wake up as soon as the other one was sleeping) so sad and refused to take any medicene. This morning they both seemed fine but I wasn't fooled. I took them over to urgent care. Nate has ear infections and basically a sinus infection. Cole had ear infections and the start of Nate's infection. Had I know that they were really sick I would have rushed them over to the doctor right away but it is just so hard to tell. So far I have bribed my kids into taking all their drugs and we have just had a nice relaxing day.

Nate is getting a kick out of not having to go to school but really I can only be so entertaining. Even sick the child has way too much energy.I am ready for healthy kids and a good night sleep as I am sure they are too.

My goofy kids

So I told Zachary I thought he should start saving his money, he had managed to get quite a bit from Christmas and his birthday. We made the deal that if he saved until he got to $46 I would give him the last 4 to get to $50. He was so excited and has been a little scavenger picking up any loose change he finds laying around. I give him a quarter for milk everyday and somedays he won't spend it and bring it home to save. Well a couple of weeks ago he went to a birthday party for one of his cousins and came home with tons of candy. Of course both of his brothers ate all their candy within a few days but Zachary saved his. He has it laid out in his room grouped into price catergories. Nate and Cole (Zachary takes pitty on Cole and sells him the candy for less) have bought quite a bit of it and he has made a couple dollars. I went in and took a laffy taffy last night and the stinker informed me that it would be $.50. Really, for a banana flavored rock hard laffy taffy.

I was hanging out at my sister-in-law house yesterday. She does daycare and one of the dads walked in to pick up his kids. His arms were COVERED in tatoos. Cole walked up to him and clear as day said, "What the heck. How'd you get that all over you?" The guy just laughed and told Cole he drew on himself but we almost fell over laughing. Gotta love the honesty of kids.

Nate has a good little friend (our bishops' son). He has come over a couple times and the two are so silly together. On Monday the just sat in Nate's room and laughed like crazy. It was very odd but it's good to see Nate adjusting. He used to talk about going back to Arizona all the time and he now seems pretty happy.

Happy Happy Birthday Zachary

I had every intention of posting on Zachary's birthday and doing 7 years of Zach. Unfortunately the day was gone in a heartbeat and before I knew it his birthday had come and gone.

Luckily he had a good day. Cole, Nate and I decorated his room while he was at school and made a poster '7 Reasons we love Zach'. The boys had (a fun time doing it and it was totally worth it to see how grateful Zachary was. He told me thank you about 8 times and gave his brothers each about 5 hugs. His birthday was on Wednesday and his room is still decorated at his request.

We did a family birthday party (with all the cousins, aunts and uncles, grandparents and great grand parents that live here). It was perfect and he had a good time. If anyone wants any birthday cake come and see me we still have lots.

So the day before his birthday I was telling Zachary the story of when he was born and I thought I may want to put it down in writing--feel free to ignore this it is mostly for me. Zachary was supposed to be born on January 14th. In true Zach fashion the child still hadn't come by 20th. That Sunday my Dad was returning from Mexico so Joel and I went to go pick him up. Since 9/11 was pretty recent the security at the airport was very tight. I had been having little contractions most of the day but I decieded it would be easier for me to get out and go get find my dad then it would be for Joel. I got out and wandered around and checked ther terminals and had him paged several times but to no avail. Finally after wandering around for about 45 minutes and having pretty bad contractions we figured out that my dad was waiting at a different terminal.

Once we were back home the contractions continued. After a couple more hours Joel forced me to pack a bag and took me to the hospital. They put me on a monitor and made me wander around the hospital and decided my labor was not really progressing so they sent me home. They were nice enough to give me some pills to help me sleep through the night. The pills worked great but unfortunately around midnight I went into full on labor. Joel had the lovely chore of getting me to the hospital but I was competely drugged so I was less than helpful. I woke up a couple of times on the drive over but only when I was having a contraction. We got back to the hospital and I was checked in right away. We hung out and I got my first epideral (which I have to admit I LOVE). My sister came and hung out with me for a couple hours. All the nurses got a kick out of Joel and his not wanting to watch the birthing or cutting the cord. Around 6:15 am Zachary was born. Joel cried when he got to hold his first baby boy. I was so touched I cried.

After a day at the hospital we went home. The first few months with Zach were very trying, but he quickly turned into the sweet (grumpy, helpful and great) boy he is.
Even though it is late I am still going to post my 7 years of Zach--probably tomorrow.

Ben 10 has moved in with me

Two years ago Cole bought himself a Ben 10 watch with some of his birthday money. The child wore it EVERYWHERE we would let him. After about a year the stinkin child took it into the shower and it would no longer work. He still continued to wear it and would every once in awhile tell me that it needed new batteries. I would remind him that he took it into the shower so it no longer worked. With some allowance he went to the store and bought the new Ben 10 watch but it just wasn't the same and he continued to wear the old one. Well the other day he took the watch to Grandpa and he changed the battery and lo and behold now the watch works. Cole has had it on his arm non stop and insists that you call him Ben 10. If you call him Cole he will correct you and only answer to Ben 10. He is such a nut.