*photo and nickname by Kiana Don
27 September 2011
20 September 2011
It's a Start...
I made a new friend today...Rebecca.
At least I hope we will find enough in common to be friends.
She and her husband have 5 young kids and live in a one bedroom house. They have lived in Malad for two months. She was very personable.
We are going to story time at the library next Tuesday...and I am getting myself a library card!
Gee it will be nice to get out of this house and have something to do in town...and a friend in town to do it with.
At least I hope we will find enough in common to be friends.
She and her husband have 5 young kids and live in a one bedroom house. They have lived in Malad for two months. She was very personable.
We are going to story time at the library next Tuesday...and I am getting myself a library card!
Gee it will be nice to get out of this house and have something to do in town...and a friend in town to do it with.
19 September 2011
XOXOXOXOXOXO
Should you wish for a slobbery, open mouthed, baby kiss from my little friend Oliver J. all you need do is ask...he LOVES to give them.
However, ask for a "kiss" and you will certainly be ignored...but ask for a "hug" and you shall surely be rewarded.
He's a little backwards like that for now...and I kinda like it.
He's a little backwards like that for now...and I kinda like it.
16 September 2011
My Funny Boy
Oliver likes to climb inside things and sit for awhile...big or small.
Like this empty otter pop box:
15 September 2011
Oh What a Beautiful Morning!
These days Oliver J. wakes up before the sun.
Usually he whines until we arrive to pluck him out of bed, and then he screams and throws himself down on the mattress just to show his indignation...we've seen it before, so we roll over and cover our ears with the pillow, hoping to get three more minutes of sleep.
On this lovely morning, we heard Ollie Pop laughing in his crib. After a couple of minutes we heard him say, "Mama? Daddy?" And Jesse was so excited he couldn't get out of bed fast enough...
I sure hope Ollie makes a habit of this.
Usually he whines until we arrive to pluck him out of bed, and then he screams and throws himself down on the mattress just to show his indignation...we've seen it before, so we roll over and cover our ears with the pillow, hoping to get three more minutes of sleep.
On this lovely morning, we heard Ollie Pop laughing in his crib. After a couple of minutes we heard him say, "Mama? Daddy?" And Jesse was so excited he couldn't get out of bed fast enough...
I sure hope Ollie makes a habit of this.
13 September 2011
To Honor the Bravest Popcorn Kernels in the Bunch...
Last night, Jesse and I pulled down our *new to us* air popper that we bought for a dollar at the Oneida County Hospital's yard sale for some popping corn.
Since we had never used an air popper together, I taught him the most respectful approach...
First you prepare the melted butter in a small container, turn on the air popper, and dump in the kernels...then you wait.
Now, everyone knows that the best pieces of popcorn are the ones DRENCHED in butter, and it is every kernels greatest ambition to be that perfect piece, but there are two kernels that are braver than all the rest:
The first one in the bowl is considered remarkably brave because he leads the way and checks out the bowl to make sure it is safe for everyone else to come.
The last one into the bowl is considered brave because he stayed behind and made sure that all the other kernels made it out OK.
Out of the utmost respect for these two courageous kernels, you pick them out as soon as you identify them, dip them straight into the melted butter that you prepared ahead of time, and eat them all by themselves.
In doing this, you are ensuring that their dream to be the greatest piece of popcorn is achieved and you reward them for their immense bravery shown on your behalf.
After this, as we were preparing the rest of the popcorn for consumption, Jesse said, "Your dad taught you that didn't he?"
I answered him affirmatively and made sure it was clear that the tradition was to be continued...
Then we cuddled up on our fluffy new couches and snarfed down our popcorn while we watched Hearts in Atlantis, which I thought was very strange.
Since we had never used an air popper together, I taught him the most respectful approach...
First you prepare the melted butter in a small container, turn on the air popper, and dump in the kernels...then you wait.
Now, everyone knows that the best pieces of popcorn are the ones DRENCHED in butter, and it is every kernels greatest ambition to be that perfect piece, but there are two kernels that are braver than all the rest:
The first one in the bowl is considered remarkably brave because he leads the way and checks out the bowl to make sure it is safe for everyone else to come.
The last one into the bowl is considered brave because he stayed behind and made sure that all the other kernels made it out OK.
Out of the utmost respect for these two courageous kernels, you pick them out as soon as you identify them, dip them straight into the melted butter that you prepared ahead of time, and eat them all by themselves.
In doing this, you are ensuring that their dream to be the greatest piece of popcorn is achieved and you reward them for their immense bravery shown on your behalf.
After this, as we were preparing the rest of the popcorn for consumption, Jesse said, "Your dad taught you that didn't he?"
I answered him affirmatively and made sure it was clear that the tradition was to be continued...
Then we cuddled up on our fluffy new couches and snarfed down our popcorn while we watched Hearts in Atlantis, which I thought was very strange.
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