Monday, July 23, 2007
Mark is going to have a fun time this week with the boy scouts rafting down the Green River, somewhere by Moab. So I plan to spend my quiet evenings reading Harry Potter and actually keeping up on my email. (More likely I will be frantically trying to clean the house to prepare for my next day of husbandless horrors.) I told my Mom that I purposely programmed my telephone's ringer to play the William Tell Overture (the Lone Ranger theme song, for those of you who haven't been educated by my very cultured father) to make us all laugh when the phone rings at how chaotic our life is. Everything is done at breakneck speed and seems so desperate, and then the phone rings and it we all gallop to answer it (not really...). It helps me to keep my sense of humor instead of bawling. Actually, we've had a very good week. Our basement is almost done and the theater room is functional. Cooper slept through the night twice this week, we went boating with some friends, and the ward split and when the dust cleared, Mark had been called to be the new Ward Clark. (this is great. No campouts and he still gets to sit with the family during church. Well, Cooper is waking up--a good thing if I want him to sleep through the night again, so I'd better sign off.
Friday, July 6, 2007
We had a very busy weekend. Leslie was an acrobat in the Lehi Roundup Days parade. Our ward's float was "Oh what if I ran the Circus." Then late that night my Dad came to stay with us and had a great time running around with the kids in the backyard. Cooper was blessed the next day and tons of family were at our house. Then we attended a barbecue for lunch on the 4th and hosted a neighborhood barbecue for dinner. It was great! (It still doesn't quite beat getting to go boating on Cow Pie Beach, though.) As you can see from the top picture, Cooper gets to wear some fun things on his face. The fang-like prongs sticking out are part of an appliance that is pulling his gums closer together. We have to tape the straps to his cheeks. He also now gets to have tape across his lip opening to start stretching the skin to where it is supposed to be. His surgery is scheduled for August 15.
Attention all mothers of little girls under the age of two. I am raising the perfect husband for your little girl. Let me tell you why Boston has most of those typical "husband hangups" beat.
1. He loves to pick up socks. Especially when they are all nice and folded in a box on the shelf. He even will throw them, one by one, over the stairrail, just so he can have the joy of picking up one or two of them.
2. You won't catch him napping! Especially during church, on a Saturday afternoon when everyone else wants a nap, or anytime that I might need "help" with a big project I'm trying to get done.
3. No couch potato here. Boston would much rather be up and doing, or even hugging me (well, yes, around the legs) instead of calmly and quietly sitting in front of the tube while I cook dinner.
4. He has no problem admitting fault. Case in point: I was upstairs pumping (in other words, completely unavailable) when I hear breaking glass. As soon as I was done, I ran downstairs. There was Boston with an overturned flower pot and a broken plate on the kitchen floor. I said in a serious tone, "Ohhh. Look what you did." Boston gets a big smile, throws both hands up in the air and actually dances around the kitchen, jumping and shouting exultantly, "I DID it! I DID it!"
5. He loves to do yardwork. We really need a sandbox to distract him from the more adult chore of thinning vegetables in my growboxes.
There are several more excellent qualities that my son possesses, not the least of which is that he is handsome as the morning and very romantic. (He brings me flowers all the time.) Let me know if any of your daughters are interested. They don't even have to know how to cook. He hates food! How can you lose?