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Tuesday, January 26, 2010

That's what they say, anyway

I noticed on Facebook today that several of my friends are posting photos of the "celebrity they have been told they look like." I had to stop and think about that one for a minute. So, instead of sharing this on Facebook (I rarely post anything on there), I chose this venue instead. I prefer a more intimate audience.

So there are two celebs that I have been told I look like (I think I actually mentioned this in a post a year or so ago). In my 20's I was often told that I look like Ashley Judd.

Once I hit my 30's I started getting told that I looked like Patricia Heaton. I have a brother-in-law that thinks I act a lot like Patricia's former character Debra on "Everybody Loves Raymond." I can see it a bit, except I don't call my husband names like she did...

This same brother-in-law thinks that Rob looks like Ray Allen! You heard me right. I think it's the arms (and b-ball skills) mostly.

Most people lately have told Rob that he looks like "the bad guy" (David Cross) from "Alvin and the Chipmunks."

What have you been told?

Saturday, January 23, 2010

Home

at last!

Thursday, January 21, 2010

My "spam" box

You know those people that have so many e-mail addresses you never really know which one to send to, so you end up sending your message to all three addresses? My husband is actually one of these people. I've noticed that he seems to only get about half of the family correspondence because everyone uses a different address for him and a lot of stuff gets sent to one of the old addresses.

I've been using the same e-mail account for about 8 years now (since I stopped working for an employer). I do however have a second account that I mainly use a backup (?) or as a "spam" box of sorts. I give out this address when I am required to provide an e-mail address for random things and don't want to use my main one.

I decided to check on Number Two the other day and was a little surprised that it contained about 925 unread messages. They were mostly ads from the same 8 or so companies, and it took a great deal of time to sift and delete (see what you have time for with hubby out of the country for 10 nights?). In this tedious process however, I came across something that took me by surprise--blog comments from my brother! He has been sending direct comments to my e-mail instead of posting them on my blog (or sending them to the account that I actually check!).

And to think that here I was under the impression that none of my siblings have ever commented on anything I have written... Not only were they comments, but clever and funny, sweet and appreciated. And since this brother requested that I have my posts sent directly to his e-mail account, then I know that he'll be reading this. So thanks (and sorry)! Love, Tam

Me and my brother (and proof that I still get picked on!)

Wednesday, January 20, 2010

From the mouth of Hewitt

I was trying to feed Liv this morning and she was too busy smiling and laughing at (ever-entertaining) Hewitt. I said something to Hewitt about how she was too distracted to eat and he said,

"Well, I guess she's a girl and just wants to talk!"

Such an innocent comment, and the best laugh I've had in a long time.

Tuesday, January 19, 2010

My other blog

You may have noticed (or not) that I don't write on here as much as I used to...

I started another blog a few months back (more of a journal-type/mommy blog). It's a private blog so if anyone is interested then let me know and I'll send you an invite. Just send me an e-mail or leave a comment.

Only four more days till Rob gets home from Costa Rica!

Thursday, January 14, 2010

Too tired to title this

I sat Liv down on the family room floor this morning after breakfast, gave her a couple of toys to play with and ran upstairs to scrub the toilets (she is at the awesome stage where she will just sit in one place, not able to crawl away yet). When I returned downstairs, I found her still "sitting," yet hunched over a doll and sound asleep!

This might be me at this computer soon. Seriously.

I'm starting 2010 off feeling somewhat exhausted! We took a whirlwind trip to Utah last weekend (drove up Thursday and drove home Sunday) for Rob's Grandmother's funeral. Dorothy was 96 years old and we had such a wonderful time celebrating her life with Rob's family; all of his siblings were able to be there and 20 of the 22 grandchildren/cousins.

I was too busy managing kids and visiting to take any photos at the family dinners and funeral luncheon, but here is one of Liv taking a bath in my mom's kitchen sink that I thought was pretty cute:

She's 8 months now. Doesn't the time just fly?

At the end of our short visit (wish we could have stayed longer!), we realized that it was the first time we were referring to Arizona as "home." It's always nice to return home after being away, don't you think? I'm thinking Grandma Dorothy is thinking the same thing in heaven.

Rob left yesterday for a ten-day business trip to Costa Rica. I told Rob that I'm going to try to have the perspective that the kids and I are on "vacation" while he is away. Our routine and schedule will remain much the same (honestly, I think I'm more productive with Rob away, which is kind of weird), but it just means that I'm making more time to be a "fun" parent, keep a happy and relaxed attitude, and not sweat the small stuff. You know, what Rob usually brings to the table. Two days down!

Monday, January 4, 2010

Merry Christmas 2009

We had a wonderful and busy Christmas break! Lots of time together and with family (Rob's youngest sister and bro-in-law for Christmas, and then my two brothers and their families for New Years) and I spent very little time on the computer or even taking photos for that matter...

I didn't want to get too far into the New Year without capturing a few things from Christmas.

The crew on Christmas Eve:

A priceless face:

Too busy playing with each gift to be bothered with photos:

Burke (age 7) and his favorite gift:

Which reminds me that this is me (age 7) with my favorite Christmas gift:

And exactly one year after finding out we were having a baby girl, here she is complete with festive slippers:

2009 was a year of BIG changes for our family and many, many blessings.

Happy New Year!

Pete said...

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."