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Sunday, March 30, 2008

I need a "Clapper" for my keys

Argh! Does anyone else lose their keys as much as I do? I have a special key place and everything. Yesterday I went to take Burke to swimming lessons and my keys were not in their "place." I was able to grab Rob's keys so this wasn't terribly frustrating at the time. As I heard Rob pulling out of the garage this morning I called him on his cell to say, "Hey can you come back and leave me your van key in case I can't find mine?" I've learned from experience that there is no way I can handle getting myself and three kids out the door and on time for church (or anywhere else) if I have to search for my keys on top of it. I spent a couple of hours looking for my keys tonight. I was finally able to remember the last time I had used them...last Sunday! How many women that you know can go an entire week without even realizing that they are missing their keys because they haven't even needed them? Kind of sad isn't it? For the record it isn't that I never left the house...but I rarely leave my neighborhood during the day and was able to walk Burke to school this week. So, to make my long story shorter, the keys were finally found in the side pocket of the backpack that I took to my parents' house last Sunday.

My face was not the only sad one in our home today. I'm not exactly sure what Hewitt was doing, but I believe he tried to jump off an ottoman with his arms full of toys (this child ALWAYS has various things in his hands such as Lego people, ninja figures, random little things in general--you get the idea) and was not able to brace his fall... he split his top lip and it's gotten pretty fat.

Poor Hewitt

5 comments:

Anonymous said...: Oh, those are the saddest eyes I've ever seen! So cute.

I'm so glad you've jumped on the blogging bandwagon--so far, I really like it. You have a great writing style.; March 30, 2008 at 10:53 PM
Sara and Company said...: Ahhh...poor Hewitt. Will has always been a bit of a "pack rat" as well and often can't even go to the bathroom without collecting whatever he is and sometimes stuff he is not playing with to put in a pile to wait for him outside the bathroom door. There have been some close calls with that one, but what can you do?

And as for the keys....Jason thinks I "lose" them all the time, when in reality, I think it is quite amazing that I keep track of them as often as I do considering all of the stuff I am constantly hauling back and forth. But I do agree with the "clapper" or pager or something....I mean really! I'm glad you were able to retrace your steps and find those silly keys!; March 31, 2008 at 3:06 AM
Sara and Company said...: Wow...that was a long comment. Sorry!; March 31, 2008 at 3:06 AM
The Grant Family said...: Poor Hewitt! We've had accidents like that.; March 31, 2008 at 9:45 AM
Idaho Bushmans said...: I am so glad you are doing a post. Nice job on the deck. I love your hair Tamsen. I understand your Sundays. Sometimes there harder than spiritual.; March 31, 2008 at 10:03 PM

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Hewitt was just telling me about a new game he created where you can't touch the ball with your hands or feet. He said, "You can only hit the ball with your leg or foot-wrist." And so I clarified, "You mean your ankle?"
(10/8/09)

Me to Hewitt: Whatcha doin?
Hewitt: Arting. It's making art.
(10/2/09; Hewitt's 5th b-day)

Two jokes by Burke:
What does a storm wear?
Thunderwear!

What do you call King Kong's feet?
Big Foot!
(9/26/09)

I had the following conversation with Tosh:
Me: Are you a boy or a girl?
T: Boy
Me: Is Livvy a boy or a girl?
T: Baby
Me: Yes, but is Baby Liv a boy or a girl?
T: Girl
Me: Is Daddy a boy or a girl?
T: Big boy
Me: Is Mommy a boy or a girl?
T: Mommy a babe!
(Not prompted, I promise! 9/3/09)

Hewitt had set up a bunch of toy figures and Tosh was trying to play with them... Hewitt was telling Tosh not to touch them and I asked him to share the toys or to go and get some more figures for Tosh to play with. Hewitt said, "These are not toys! They are art!" (9/3/09)

We were driving along a road near our house (a rather quiet highway, really) and Hewitt suddenly exclaimed, "Mom! I just found the road to our old house! Keep driving straight!" I looked up and realized there were some big mountains in the FAR distance. Hewitt clearly thought he was staring at Utah. (8/28/09)

Hewitt brought home a little "Groundhog's Day" craft that he had made at preschool and kept calling the groundhog a bear. When I tried to tell him it was really a groundhog he looked at me like I was very silly and said, "It's a BEAR Mom, not a CORNDOG!" (2/2/09)

I explained to Burke about the recent airplane crash into the Hudson River and knowing that he would be very concerned, I quickly told him that all of the passengers were just fine. He looked at me with a worried look and said, "What about the birds? Are they okay?" (1/15/09)

I have a trunk full of old performing costumes from when I was a kid. Hewitt saw the trunk in the basement and told Rob that he wanted to open up the "treasure chest." Rob asked him if he knew what was in the trunk/chest and Hewitt replied that it was full of clothes. When Rob told Hewitt that he didn't want him to make a big mess Hewitt said, "I won't make a mess, I will just get out one clo." I guess that "clo" would be the singular form of clothes... (1/13/09)

Burke is always mentioning how he wants us to have lots more babies because he wants "hundreds" of brothers and sisters. I was explaining to him this morning about how it gets harder and more dangerous to have babies as a woman gets older...he looked at me and said, "Well, you look young Mom, like 19!" Then he leaned in closer and said, "Well, I do see some indents in your skin around your eyes (those would be wrinkles--thanks for noticing)." (12/26/08)

Hewitt blew his nose and must have accidentally gotten some snot or tissue in his mouth because he said, "Yuck! That tastes like cow dung!" (12/24/08)

Tosh got to Hewitt's cup of water at the table today and dumped it all over Hewitt's lap and onto the floor. Rob asked Hewitt, "Are you a little wet?" and he said, "I'm a BIG wet!" (12/24/08)

Rob was playing "Memory" with the boys and when Burke got a few matches in a row Hewitt said, "Wow Burkie, you're on fire!" (11/08)

We just bought some sod for our park strip and while Burke and I were looking at the pallet, I mentioned that some of the pieces looked like crabgrass and that we needed to find the best pieces of grass to buy. Burke looked at the sod for a little while and said, "None of it looks like crap grass to me!"

While I was flossing Burke's teeth he said, "Wait--I need to tell you something." I paused flossing and he said, "You sure know how to be a good mom!" (now there's a treasured compliment!)

Hewitt watched Rob kill a fly in our kitchen and then asked, "Did he cry? Did he want his mommy fly?"

I told Hewitt that I was going to get Tosh a snack and asked if he would like one. He paused and then said, "I'll take a milkshake." What am I, a drive-up window?

Hewitt was asking for toast today and when I pulled out the bread he said, "No, the 'letter O' toast!" I finally figured out that he wanted a toasted english muffin.

Burke came down for breakfast and said, "Mom, it might not look like my bed is made and you might not like it, but it's really stripes that I did as a design on my bed."

Hewitt has really liked eating plain tortillas lately. When I asked him if he wanted one he said, "Oh. Sure. I'll have a mamma mia."

Hewitt understands things very literally. When Rob told him that he "needed to fly" this morning (go to work), Hewitt asked, "Where is the fly? In the house?" When Rob asked him if he had a runny nose he said, "No. It's just boogers."

When Rob was leaving for work he hugged the boys and told them to "be good for Mommy and do exactly what she says." Burke said, "OK bye Dad, you be good at work and do exactly what your boss says."

We were discussing prophets in the scriptures for Family Home Evening and when Rob asked Burke which prophet(s) wrote the Book of Mormon Burke said, "Nephi, Jacob, Enos..." and continued to name the books in order. Rob and I were pretty surprised and couldn't help laughing.

I was just eavesdropping on Hewitt while he was playing with his toys and heard him say, "Ladies and jumpingmen..."

Burke was heading off to a neighbor's house to play and stuck his head back in the door and called, "I'll be traveling by bike."

When the garage door opens for us to drive in, Hewitt will pretend to be scared and say, "Oh no, it's the garage mouth! He's going to eat us!"

Hewitt got distracted and starting playing with his toys during lunch and when I reminded him to please keep eating he said, "But Mommy, I'm working."

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I need a "Clapper" for my keys

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