What I would look like with a
mullet???
I found this little beauty when I was looking for Taren's Zoo pics. I'm pretty sure Brian was laughing at me one morning and decided to take this. There are other funny ones I'm saving for later!
Tuesday, September 29, 2009
Saturday, September 26, 2009
Alaska Zoo!
We finally made it! I have heard a few different times that the zoo was lame and not worth the time to check it out. We had to drive to Anchorage on Wednesday to get Brian's car and we had nothing else to do besides stop at a couple stores, so Brian wanted to take Parker to the zoo to check it out. We almost didn't go because Parker was being so grumpy and naughty, but it was on the way out of town so we stopped anyway. I am so glad that we did too because as soon as we got there he was being so good! We had 2 hours until it closed, and that was plenty of time to see everything. It was pretty cold, but luckily we had some jackets in the car.
Eli ended up sleeping through most of it, but I think he had a good time too.There was this crazy muskox there that was obviously in the rut, and it made him pretty angry! It was funny because it would just charge the fence at us. Parker was a little nervous, but I think he liked it! (I posted a video at the end)
Parker really liked the bears. We asked if he wanted to go in the cage with them and he was like, "OK!" He got all excited! But when we asked him if he wanted to ride the camel he got all scared and almost started crying! I think he is a little confused!
Although alot of the animals in our zoo can be seen up here in the wild, there were some that we can't see too. Like the super rare Snow Leopard....Brian's favorite animal. There was two there and they were awesome. There were also 2 Tigers and I think they were my favorite. It was just fun to let Parker see all the animals that we teach him about all the time, and they were actually alive, not mounted on the wall or in a book! Poor kid is destined to be a hunter. If he sees a gun, lately he's been saying, "Bear Gun!" I guess he's just like his dad.
We'll Probably wait until it is warm again, but we will definitely go back! It was a blast!
Invaded Continued...
So have you ever seen the movie, "Mouse Hunt"?? It has been several years, but I can still remember most of the movie and feeling stressed for those poor guys. I would never be on the mouses side. Anyways after the kids went to bed on Wednesday night Brian and I were getting ready to set a bunch of traps to try and get the mouse. I bought 4 more and we found a bunch that I had bought in the past in out in our garage.(I think that I bought them and told Brian to set them and that he never did, but told me he did.)
Back in the corner where I have been hearing the stupid thing chewing we set 2 traps on Tuesday and the dang thing pushed them out of the way! Are they really that smart?? There was a pile of carpet, wood, cardboard, and carpet padding all over back in the corner so I could tell that the thing had been busy and it was making me mad. I think Brian could tell that I was getting pretty upset when I started threatening to move out! So he decided it was time to really catch the thing.
When I got home I just started laughing. Brian was in the dark house with a head lamp on all the furniture moved and he had the base board heater all taken apart. He was using a bone saw to cut the carpet that was under the heater where we thought the mouse was hiding. Then he found had all these pieces of cardboard cut and he was making roadblocks under the heater for the mouse to come out and hit the traps. Next thing I know he's got the shotgun shells out....just incase he said! Was he really thinking like the Safeway guy? He ended up using them as road blocks too. When he looked again he found out we had a sticky trap left from last year. He also started shoving a fishing pole down in the hole trying to figure out where it went. I'll I could think of was Mouse Hunt. It was really kinda funny, but those little things make you nuts! Anyways now I am just rambling but at the end of the night we had 12 traps set and I think we scared the stupid thing cause we didn't hear or see him anymore and no traps went off.
For now we are going to leave a few traps set, but hopefully there aren't anymore. I hate them. I don't want to live here if we have to deal with this every fall. Sick. Now I just have alot of cleaning to do!
Back in the corner where I have been hearing the stupid thing chewing we set 2 traps on Tuesday and the dang thing pushed them out of the way! Are they really that smart?? There was a pile of carpet, wood, cardboard, and carpet padding all over back in the corner so I could tell that the thing had been busy and it was making me mad. I think Brian could tell that I was getting pretty upset when I started threatening to move out! So he decided it was time to really catch the thing.
Brian told me that I should start cleaning out under the sink so we could set some traps in there too. So while I was busy in the kitchen just talking away to Brian and he was getting some other stuff ready in the living room. Right in the middle of one of my stories he said, "IT JUST RAN UNDER THE COUCH!!!" I freaked out and jumped up on a chair. I am so afraid of them. Seriously. So Brian starts getting all excited and starts picking up the furniture, and he went and got the broom cause I guess he thought he could get it with that! LOL! Anyways it disappeared, stupid thing.
So I went back in the kitchen and ended up finding the mouse pioson that was under our sink when we moved in and Brian told me to open it up and when I did there were like a billion tiny bugs all over it. it was so nasty. I left it under there though cause I really think the mouse was after it.
I felt like there were creap crawlies all over me and I was trying to relax and we decided to watch a movie. So I sat on the couch and while Brian was picking a movie he turned to ask me which one and the freakin vole poked his head out from under the couch where I was sitting!!! OMG...I almost freaked! It ran under the other couch so Brian went and got the broom and flipped over the couch again and I saw it running around and then he dropped the couch on it. We had a bunch of traps set by its hole where we figured it would run, but none went off. I was getting so frustrated!
We talked about it for a minute and then decided that I was going to go to the store to get some sticky traps. We were going to get this thing. I am not going to live with some rodent running around all over my floor. That is disgusting. So I called Fred Meyer and of course they were already closed. Who buys mouse traps at 10:30 at night anyway? Safeway was still open so I called to make sure they had the sticky kind and they said yes, they are on isle 12. I hurried over there and what do you know...they don't have any sticky traps. Liars. There was some kooky guy there telling me to get out the shotgun and kill them. Yeah right, while my kids are sleeping? Crazy. So I bought some ice cream instead!
When I got home I just started laughing. Brian was in the dark house with a head lamp on all the furniture moved and he had the base board heater all taken apart. He was using a bone saw to cut the carpet that was under the heater where we thought the mouse was hiding. Then he found had all these pieces of cardboard cut and he was making roadblocks under the heater for the mouse to come out and hit the traps. Next thing I know he's got the shotgun shells out....just incase he said! Was he really thinking like the Safeway guy? He ended up using them as road blocks too. When he looked again he found out we had a sticky trap left from last year. He also started shoving a fishing pole down in the hole trying to figure out where it went. I'll I could think of was Mouse Hunt. It was really kinda funny, but those little things make you nuts! Anyways now I am just rambling but at the end of the night we had 12 traps set and I think we scared the stupid thing cause we didn't hear or see him anymore and no traps went off.
On Thursday we got all the traps off the floor so that Parker wouldn't get them and then my friend Teri gave us a mouse thing you plug in and the sound it supposed to scare them. I could hear the high pitched sound and it drove me nuts so I unplugged it. Yikes. Maybe in the garage??
I was feeling better about the situation, but still wondering where the vole had gone. Then sure enough after the kids went to bed Brian was in the kitchen and heard it under the stove. Sick. In my kitchen?? Luckily I had already made sure all the food was secure! Anyways he said, "I'm going to make him a peanutbutter licorice sandwich!" I was a little confused but I guess after trapping so many mice Brian figured out they can lick all the peanut butter off without setting off the trap. If you put the licorice on the trap and the peanut butter on top of that, they gave to set it off to get it. So Brian set up all the traps in the kitchen and bated a couple. Within 2-3 minutes of setting them we heard, "SNAP!" Dead. We finally got the stupid thing! Sure enough it was the "sandwich" under the sink that got it and the peanutbutter was licked clean but I guess it wanted an extra sweet treat! It was so disgusting too and I didn't want to see it, but I remembered I had said I would post a pic, so I got a couple. Just for whoever really takes the time to read all of this. Does anyone? Oh well, atleast it gets it out of my system to share it!
For now we are going to leave a few traps set, but hopefully there aren't anymore. I hate them. I don't want to live here if we have to deal with this every fall. Sick. Now I just have alot of cleaning to do!
Tuesday, September 22, 2009
6 months already...
Good Morning Baby!
That's what Parker and I like to say to you when you wake up, no matter what time of day it is. You still like to sleep alot, and from birth-5 months you were incredible at it! Some night you would do a 10 hour stretch! Awesome. But mostly you would average 6-8 hours and then continue sleeping waking up every 3 or so to eat. This past month you haven't done so well. We'll blame that on the Thrush. Now that we have that cleared up, you are getting better at the night sleeping again. Mostly doing 5 hour stretches.
You have been such a big, strong healthy boy since we got you out of the hospital. For a premie, you have done awesome. You're only real problem has been the thrush, and you did pretty well. Once we figured it out and turned your mouth purple, it only took a couple days and you bounced right back! Such a good little boy.
I measured you on your 6 month mark and you weighed 21.2 lbs! I typed in your measurements and it showed you in the 95th percentile, which translates that you are bigger than 95% of kids your age! Crazy. You aren't really a fatty, even though we call you that. I hope we don't give you a complex, we just think its fun to have a BIG kid! You are just stalky and cute. I have you dressed in Parker's clothes that he wore when he was a year old. Most of the knees are worn on the pants because he was crawling and learning to walk. Good thing you will be in a bigger size when you crawl because otherwise there would probably be holes. On a side note, Parker has hit a little growth spurt trying to stay ahead. He is now around 26 pounds, and he is getting pretty tall. Hopefully you won't catch up too soon, it might make him mad! You already fit into his diapers (size 4) but I am still trying to squeeze you into 3's cause there are so many left. It will sure make the diaper bag easier though.
You still have all your long "white" hair. I haven't cut it cause it just is so funny on you. You're definitly a blondie. Fair skin and big blue eyes. You look tired and out of it all the time, but I think it is mostly because your eyelashes are white also. You are just dopey and we love you for it!
There will be plenty more to try, I promise. It is just funny to watch you get all excited and worked up when someone is eating. You really do think you are big.
I have been better at bathing you more regularly lately. Sorry I am so neglectful when it comes to your baths. But before you were eating solids...you really didn't get that dirty. I was doing it at least once a week before, and now it is more like 2-3, I'm sure your Grammy will be happy when she reads this, cause she says you stink. That's the only complaint I've had. Plus it was a Dr. order because of you sensitive skin to bathe you will special soap and it wasn't necessary everyday. Now that you are sitting up, I might get brave and put you in the big bath, and maybe even let you play in there with Parker. Just maybe though. He can be kinda rough!
Oh my goodness how you love your brother. I haven't ever seen anything like it. You smile every time he comes around. Even if he is being mean, you still think he is hilarious. Daddy says you have the biggest smile he's ever seen on a baby. Your whole body convulses when you smile...and it is even more when it's because of Parker. I can tell you guys are going to be really close. If we can just keep you two from fighting, I bet you'll be great buddies. I'm sure you guys are already plotting how to get into trouble and make me worry! Boys are boys I guess.
You were blessed on the 24th of July by your dad at the Henderson's house. It was so fun because both sets of your grandparents and dad's grandma got to be there. We thought you were going to have to be blessed when no one was here, but it worked out perfect on a very special day! You were too big for Parker's blessing outfit so I had Grammy bring you a new one. You were too big for that one too! You were busting out the back and so we couldn't button it up all the way! It was so funny. I was a special day I will never forget!
When I found out I was pregnant with you I was so happy, but I was also really worried. I loved Parker so much, more than I could ever explain. I was so worried that I wouldn't know how to love another child. Not with my whole heart, since I was already giving it all your brother. Everyone said that is would just happen. And I do love you Eli. I love you just as much as I love your brother. I'm not really sure how, I just do.
I'm looking forward to the next 6 months. Keep growing big and strong. I love you dopey boy!
Love,
Mommy
Invaded
I was doing so good at keeping up on my blogging and then I got stuck using our older laptop and it isn't as fast, so I got frustrated! Plus I have pictures to post and Brian kept taking the camera! It's all his fault. All of it. It always is. Anyway our home has been invaded by voles again. I hope it is just one, but really.....when is there ever just ONE???
So I have been having these nightmares for a couple of weeks about these little critters, and I keep hearing things and freaking myself out. Brian thought I was crazy until one morning we were asleep and I woke up from a nightmare to a chewing sound. Right at the head of our bed in the old hole where the voles were last year! I knew we should have filled them in! Freaky! Seriously freaky! Anyway at least it was right there where Brian could hear so that he knew I wasn't making things up.
Now I have been hearing chewing behind a cardboard box that I am using as an end table in the corner of my living room. It isn't even scared of my voice. It only stops if I shake the box or move the couch. And of course it never does it when Brian is around! We have baseboard heaters and I can hear it inside there running....it's little claws clinking on the metal. Ew.
Today I went to the hardware store and bought some more traps so that Brian will set them tonight. I keep nagging him, but tonight is the night or I am calling the exterminator. Seriously, this is disgusting. Who knows where they are running or what they are eating when I am not around!
A couple of hours ago I heard on under the kitchen sink! What the crap?? I have no idea how it got under there....and I guess I don't really want to know. But one good thing is that there isn't any food under there, but there is some old rat poison that spilled earlier this summer. I really hope it was nibbling on that.
EW! I am so freaked out. I hope that who ever is reading this doesn't think that I have a filthy house, because I really do keep up on the housework and I am not a dirty person. I might not be spotless because I have two babies.....but I don't blame any of this on being unclean. I truly believe they came from outside because it got cold, and we were the lucky hosts.
Not for long cause Brian is an excellent trapper, and once he gets his trap line set, inside and out....those things are toast!
I have some pictures to post of our store, and when I get some free time I will update. Also I wrote a post for Eli on his 6 month, but I never got it off the paper into the computer. I wanted to post some recent pics with it, so that is coming soon also.
Do you ever find yourself in situations and before dealing with them, you start writing them out in your mind for your blog? Is this normal. I don't usually end up posting, but almost everyday I am like living my life through my blog. Weird. Lucky for everyone I don't post as much as I really think about.
Anyway I just thought of another thing....I am going to take a picture of the voles when we catch them so you can all see what I have been living with! FREAKY!!!!
So I have been having these nightmares for a couple of weeks about these little critters, and I keep hearing things and freaking myself out. Brian thought I was crazy until one morning we were asleep and I woke up from a nightmare to a chewing sound. Right at the head of our bed in the old hole where the voles were last year! I knew we should have filled them in! Freaky! Seriously freaky! Anyway at least it was right there where Brian could hear so that he knew I wasn't making things up.
Now I have been hearing chewing behind a cardboard box that I am using as an end table in the corner of my living room. It isn't even scared of my voice. It only stops if I shake the box or move the couch. And of course it never does it when Brian is around! We have baseboard heaters and I can hear it inside there running....it's little claws clinking on the metal. Ew.
Today I went to the hardware store and bought some more traps so that Brian will set them tonight. I keep nagging him, but tonight is the night or I am calling the exterminator. Seriously, this is disgusting. Who knows where they are running or what they are eating when I am not around!
A couple of hours ago I heard on under the kitchen sink! What the crap?? I have no idea how it got under there....and I guess I don't really want to know. But one good thing is that there isn't any food under there, but there is some old rat poison that spilled earlier this summer. I really hope it was nibbling on that.
EW! I am so freaked out. I hope that who ever is reading this doesn't think that I have a filthy house, because I really do keep up on the housework and I am not a dirty person. I might not be spotless because I have two babies.....but I don't blame any of this on being unclean. I truly believe they came from outside because it got cold, and we were the lucky hosts.
Not for long cause Brian is an excellent trapper, and once he gets his trap line set, inside and out....those things are toast!
I have some pictures to post of our store, and when I get some free time I will update. Also I wrote a post for Eli on his 6 month, but I never got it off the paper into the computer. I wanted to post some recent pics with it, so that is coming soon also.
Do you ever find yourself in situations and before dealing with them, you start writing them out in your mind for your blog? Is this normal. I don't usually end up posting, but almost everyday I am like living my life through my blog. Weird. Lucky for everyone I don't post as much as I really think about.
Anyway I just thought of another thing....I am going to take a picture of the voles when we catch them so you can all see what I have been living with! FREAKY!!!!
Tuesday, September 8, 2009
Parker's Birthday Party
On August 31st Parker turned 2! Well, I guess you guys already knew that. But I haven't been able to post the pictures yet, so here are a few:
Parker eating his "bacon" pizza and Daddy!
Mommy and Eli joining in on he fun!
So excited to open gifts!
He's got the Grandpa toungue goin on
New choo choo!
Big boy undies (over the diaper) He isn't ready yet, but we are prepared and now we are talking about it more. I'm sure he'll let us know when it is time!
Parker eating his "bacon" pizza and Daddy!
Mommy and Eli joining in on he fun!
Parker's first real birthday cake
Mommy's first time making one!
So excited to open gifts!
He's got the Grandpa toungue goin on
New choo choo!
Big boy undies (over the diaper) He isn't ready yet, but we are prepared and now we are talking about it more. I'm sure he'll let us know when it is time!So it was a fun evening and Parer got a trainset, underwear, a potty seat, and a book! We got the trains and book at yard sales this summer and spent more on the wrapping paper than the presents! We used Grandma Bonnie's money for the potty training stuff. Thanks everyone for the birthday money! The rest is going in the bank!
Happy Birthday Big Boy!
Hope you had fun!
Purple Cow
"I never saw a purple cow.
I never hope to see one.
But I can tell you, anyhow,
I'd rather see than be one!"
I haven't heard this nursery rhyme since I was a child, but suddenly it came to mind when I saw this:
Eli has found the purple cow. Hope this thrush goes away soon. My little Eli is turning violet. Parker keeps trying to wipe all the purple off of Eli with a towel, "Oh no! Baby's Mess!" He doesn't understand that it is stained that way. Atleast for a few days. I have been putting it on twice a day to see if it helps anything. So far I think it is helping a little. Poor Eli. Everyone stares at him when we go out in public.
What really stinks is that I am not supposed to eat any dairy or sugar. What the crap? How am I supposed to give up my milk? It's going to be a long two weeks. Maybe I'll loose some weight. That is if I can actually do it. I decided to go to Subway since I need to eat alot of veggies. Too bad I forgot why I was going there and got cheese on my sandwich and ordered a cookie for Brian, Parker and me. Why would I order myself a cookie when I am not supposed to have an sweets? Then I got and orange drink and drank that too. Hello! Full of sugar. This isn't going to work. I can already tell. By the time I got home and ate my sandwich I remember that I shouldn't eat the cookie. But I did it anyway. Then when Parker went to sleep I ate his too. What kind of a mother am I? No self control what so ever. You might think that I was doing my child a favor by eating the cookie for him, saving him from the sweets but then I would tell you that I let him eat the bag of cheetos for lunch. That's it. He didn't want any sandwich and I wasn't going to fight with him. I think I need to take a parenting class. And a self control or addiction class. I think that the moment someone says I can't have it is when I want it most. I hope I can do better tomorrow.
So Parker thinks that all meat is either "ibou" (caribou) or bacon. It was so funny, on his birthday we had a pizza that had some ham on it. Parker went over to the counter and pulled off a piece of the ham and came to show it to me. He said, "I did it! I got it, bacon. MMMM, It's a bacon!" At first I was thinking, where did you get the bacon? Then I just thought that Brian had given him a piece. But Brian said he didn't. I went and looked at the pizza and you couldn't even tell that the piece was missing. He is so funny. Now if we want him to eat some meat we just tell him its bacon and try and convince him to eat it. That's how it was with the sandwich today. I gave him some and told him to eat the bacon and the toast. He took a bite and spit it out, "It's yucky bacon, EW! YUCK!" What a brat! I can't believe he won't eat Subway.
I never hope to see one.
But I can tell you, anyhow,
I'd rather see than be one!"
I haven't heard this nursery rhyme since I was a child, but suddenly it came to mind when I saw this:
What really stinks is that I am not supposed to eat any dairy or sugar. What the crap? How am I supposed to give up my milk? It's going to be a long two weeks. Maybe I'll loose some weight. That is if I can actually do it. I decided to go to Subway since I need to eat alot of veggies. Too bad I forgot why I was going there and got cheese on my sandwich and ordered a cookie for Brian, Parker and me. Why would I order myself a cookie when I am not supposed to have an sweets? Then I got and orange drink and drank that too. Hello! Full of sugar. This isn't going to work. I can already tell. By the time I got home and ate my sandwich I remember that I shouldn't eat the cookie. But I did it anyway. Then when Parker went to sleep I ate his too. What kind of a mother am I? No self control what so ever. You might think that I was doing my child a favor by eating the cookie for him, saving him from the sweets but then I would tell you that I let him eat the bag of cheetos for lunch. That's it. He didn't want any sandwich and I wasn't going to fight with him. I think I need to take a parenting class. And a self control or addiction class. I think that the moment someone says I can't have it is when I want it most. I hope I can do better tomorrow.
So Parker thinks that all meat is either "ibou" (caribou) or bacon. It was so funny, on his birthday we had a pizza that had some ham on it. Parker went over to the counter and pulled off a piece of the ham and came to show it to me. He said, "I did it! I got it, bacon. MMMM, It's a bacon!" At first I was thinking, where did you get the bacon? Then I just thought that Brian had given him a piece. But Brian said he didn't. I went and looked at the pizza and you couldn't even tell that the piece was missing. He is so funny. Now if we want him to eat some meat we just tell him its bacon and try and convince him to eat it. That's how it was with the sandwich today. I gave him some and told him to eat the bacon and the toast. He took a bite and spit it out, "It's yucky bacon, EW! YUCK!" What a brat! I can't believe he won't eat Subway.
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