That's why it's call a "universal" remote!

My dad being the kind hearted man he is had taken my kids to his house yesterday afternoon, giving me a little peace and quite.  Apparently While they were there Carter decided he needed a cookie, then turned up his nose at the offered Pecan Sandies my dad had on hand.  From this my dad decided he would bake a pie instead, he's famous for his lemon meringue and since Carter loves my key lime he figured it would be a suitable replacement.  Carter played on the computer to pass the time while my dad made the pie, but if anyone has been around Carter while he plays a computer game you know it's a very interactive experience.  At one point during a particular critical stage in the pie making, Carter began asking my dad for help with his game.  My dad told him he'd have to wait for a minute while he finished up what he was doing.  Of course that didn't sit well with Carter who figured his needs trumped the pie's and turned to my dad and said.  "Why don't you just pause it!"   I'm not sure how I feel about the fact that Carter actually thinks that was a reasonable solution!

tips on how to have a successful living!

Last week Carter came home with a note informing the parents that they would be having a school store on wednesday for the students, it gave a brief list of the stuff and prices. Carter haggled with us for a bit over how much money he should take to spend. His opening bid was $20! We eventually got it down to $5 and some change. That morning on the way to school Carter was asking me how much money he had and where i had put it for the day. At that point he asked me how much money I had. I replied "you mean how much do I have with me, or how much total?" he thought about it for a moment and answered "how much money do you have total?" so I asked him "how much do you think I have?" he scratched his chin and spat out "one million dollars!" laughing because I was curious to know why he thought I had that much. This was his reply. "Well cause you work really hard doing hair, plus you've been working for like..." he pauses to think back. "Like two whole years!" You could tell he was really proud of his estimation so I pressed a little more. "So do you think daddy made very much money when he played football?" Carter nodded quickly "Oh definitely! He probably made at least ten or twelve thousand dollars!" So to sum it up,  if you work two whole years doing hair you can be a millionaire, but if you play pro-football for eight you can plan on around ten to twelve thousand! I knew I picked the right profession!

They really should include chocolate in dietary guidlines

With Carter I was blessed with a very happy morning child. Sometimes even a little too happy! Esp. when it's 5 am and the last thing you want to hear is someone sing "Annie" in your ear. (He went through a bit of a musical faze around 4). I realize now that I would give anything if Paige were also a morning child. She is like the Bride of Chucky, not a pretty site! And then this morning, I wake up to a blurry face, not even 2 inches away from mine. Breathing a steady stream of hot, chocolatey breath on me. I open my eyes and Paige greets me with a very enthusiastic "Hwello Mommy!" Below is the video I took just seconds later to preserve one of the few moments where Paige was happy before 10! All I have to do is feed her a ton of Chocolate to get her that way! 

No rest for the weary

I apologize for the extended absence, but as with most everyone else it has been somewhat of a busy first couple of weeks for our new year. With lots of birthdays, and even a shoulder surgery for Rob, which he actually just had done 3 days ago. So Thursday was the big day, but we didn't even head down to the surgery center until 6pm that night, which meant it was going to be a very long evening. And true to any medical procedure it lived up to all expectations! We ended up getting home around 12 but neither Rob nor I were able to fall asleep till around 4am. Then of course Carter was up at 7 to get ready for school. So basically by that evening i was pretty much the walking wounded. It was around 7ish and Paige asks me if I can "weyy down, wiff me!" Of course I'm thinking, bed, sleep, sounds A OK to me! We read her favorite book and I already find myself dosing off. Thankfully Paige was in a very patient mood that night and when I would rouse myself she would be just laying there staring at me! I finally make it through the 5 page book and she snuggles up to me and within milliseconds I am unconscious! It was probably only a few minutes but I wake up to Paige smacking me in the face saying, "mommee, mommee, wake up!!! 
you's gedding me all wet!!!!" I drag open my eyelids and realize that she is referring to the puddle of drool that is collecting on her shoulder. I sorta half mumble an apology and try to wipe the area dry, then begin to lay my head back down. At that point she yanks the blanket up from under me and tells me "mommee, I fink you need to go to you bed now!"

And I thought Christmas was over!!!

This Morning I was standing in the kitchen over my favorite heating vent reading a bit, when my cutie little Paige came over to me. I had made a little pallet on the floor over our other favorite heating vent, where she had been laying all covered up and until that moment I thought, sleeping! She had her little hands up to her mouth, and was snickering into them! "Mommee, I got a supwise fur you!" I asked her what it was, thinking it was another imaginary animal in her hands or a birthday cake she wanted me to blow the candles out on! She smiled and said "you havfa come here!" So I took her hand and she lead me over to the pallet on the floor and pulled back the covers and yelled "Supwise! Wook what I did fur you! A bit confused at the surprise ( cause all I saw was a big mess of crumbs on her blankets) I asked, Paige is the mess you made me the surprise? She beamed up at me, with all her 3 year old sleepy eyed power and proudly announced "Yess!!! I did it! wook diden I do susha' good job!" I asked her how she had done it? She replied "I got da mini muppins and den I squish em up wike dis, (showing me a crushing motion with her hands) and den I smashem' down here!" pointing down to the stuff on the floor. I couldn't help but laugh, since she was truly very proud of herself! I then lifted up the blanket and saw just how busy she had been! The picture up top gives a very small idea as to the "present" she left me! Hey one man's mess, it another man's present to their mommy! 

We came, we saw, we conquered!

The day after Christmas, the whole crew loaded up and headed to Dallas for the BYU bowl game, which if you live under a rock or something and haven't heard yet....... We WON!!!!! Which was good cause it would have been an extremely long flight home otherwise! So the families and players all stayed together in one hotel and it had a great hospitality suite for everyone to go hang out in! The best part of it was chock full of all the goodies, video games, board games, and treats you could ever dream of! The kids were in hog heaven! So most of the time we kinda chilled down there or went to the pool! On last nite there I needed to get all our packing done so I told Carter he could go down by himself for a bit! And when I say by his self, I really mean no mom and dad but under the eye of The Webers super cute daughter KC! So about and hour later Carter is pounding at our room door and I open it up to find him totally red faces and dripping sweat! I asked him what in the world had he been up to? He trudged into the room and dropped himself on the bed, and informed me that him and his little friends were playing tag, but he all the sudden felt like I was probably missing him so he booked it up to the room! I told him to change into his jamma's and lay down to cool off! When I came back into the room he was sitting under the covers with his jammie bottoms and no top cause he was still to hot! I asked him if he wanted a cool rag for his face? He nodded weakly and replied " Mom, look at me! I'm sweating like a beaver !" Then tonite while I was tucking him into bed he was saying his prayers and it went a little like this.... Dear..... Thanks for this day please help us gets home safety,( at which point he looks up a me with a funny grin on his face and say's) "hey wait we are already home safe, so do i need to ask Jesus to just forget what I said or will that Carry over to the next time we travel? " not waiting for my answer he goes on, "and please bless the food and the drink, Umm, that we will be eating tomorrow and, well just bless us that we can sleep good and sound in our beds tonite!" Amen! He then slaps his forehead and says "mom, can i get a mulligan, I did that all wrong!"

all I want for christmas is??????

This afternoon on the way back from the Dinosaur museum the kids and I were talking about some of the things they were hoping to get for christmas. Carter bolted upright in his seat and exclaimed "mom, i'm in serious trouble! I never made my list for the elves, and I haven't even gone and sat on Santa's lap yet! How are they going to know what I want for christmas?" I told him that it was ok, because they have elves that there only jobs it to write down christmas wishes when they hear little kids say them out loud! I'm not sure if he believed me or not but it at least calmed him down at bit. Then he began to yell into the air a few last minute toys he was wishing for. The last, but not least on his list was...... A Million Dollars! I laughed and told him that Santa didn't usually fill monetary wishes, so he pondered that for a minute and looked back and me and replied, "oh your right, that's the tooth fairy!"