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Returning Home: The process

Today we ended our road trip. It was really, really fun and quite non-stop! Toward the end, I began thinking thoughts like, "I miss my bedroom. More specifically, I miss the bedroom door. That has a lock on it. To keep the kids out. So they can't be in my face all the time. Talking. Incessantly. Yeah, I'm ready to be home." Hahah!

Seriously though, the kids were great and easy. Just verrrrrrrry talkative, which is great! I am so glad they feel welcome to share SO MANY OPINIONS AND THOUGHTS. Oh so many! And the questions?! SO MANY QUESTIONS! You guys would not believe it. Unless you have talkative preteens yourself. Then you hear me. Let's e-hug in solidarity.

Now that we are home, it's time to de-tox, unpack, and catch up with work and homework. Are you the kind of person that unpacks immediately? I am. It annoys my family. 

Truthfully, we rolled into town and didn't even go straight home. We went to the park so the wild animals (children) could work out their wiggles and I could work out my EXTREME SCIATIC PAIN that is back in full force. (Not to whine or anything, but do you pity me yet?) Then we went to the library for new books. And now it's time to go home, unpack and lock my bedroom door! 

HOOOOORAAAYYYYYY!

Have a great Wednesday, everyone. 

Images from Alpine Loop, Utah.

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enjoy the ride

I hear there is a turning point.  The point at which a parent wonders what happened to the closeness they used to have with their child.  But as for now, I love all of the new stages of our kids.  

Well, except for new born.  I know this is not a popular opinion (except for among the honest) but, newborns are the worst.  Throwing up pooping screaming.  Basically, a pet that behaved that way would be…hmmmm… would be….

Since newborn stage, my kids just keep getting better.  Now, they are more perfect than ever.  Not perfect in the actual sense.  Izzy is untidy and Isaac can be very bothered by me. 

But, they are so adorable.  I know i know.  What nine and ten year olds are adorable?  Mine.  They are confident and outgoing and independent.  I think that that is the proudest observation that a parent makes.  Observing their child become independent.  

Until, of course, they are so independent as to despise your every attempt to parent.  Which may be age ten and twelve for all I know.  I am enjoying the ride though. 

 

 

Photos from Springville, Utah (This young lady was the kids' previous nanny! We miss her.)

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boy, interrupting.

For over two years now Tyler and I have been trying to teach our kids not to interrupt us when we are talking. Interestingly enough, they have been pretty good about not interrupting us when talking to other adults for years now, but they just can't grasp the fact at times, that parents need to talk without interruption!  

So, we made this rule, that they needed to wait for a 3 second pause in our conversation before they could, ideally, say "Excuse me?" and get our attention.  After a while we had to change the rule to 5 seconds because, guess what? Children count really fast.   

As most kids do, sometimes rules are forgotten, so recently we've had to do a major crackdown on this rule.  We reiterated that they can't just be interjecting random things not pertaining to the conversation while we are talking and they need to be patient before talking. 

So, there Tyler and I were one night, fully into a conversation about some scheduling issue, when Isaac blurted out "I CAN'T REMEMBER SOMETHING. "

Honestly, friends, I tried not to be irritated. So I reminded Isaac of the rule and then asked what he wanted. 

 "Oh, yeah, sorry, I was just needing to know how many seconds I need to wait before I could say Excuse Me."

I laughed and was annoyed at the same time. I said, "It's five seconds, did you interrupt to ask me that?" 

"Yeah." 

"Okay," I said. "Do you see how that doesn't really make sense?"

 

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yogurt sense

Several weeks ago in some city I can't remember, you would have found us in yet another frozen yogurt shop for an afternoon snack. Isaac tends to be interested in the weight of his treat (this was the type of yogurt shop where you pay by the ounce) so I heard him asking the gal behind the counter how much the cup weighed. 

"It doesn't weigh anything," the girl replied. 

"Really? Nothing?" asked Isaac, a little dubious.  

"Yes, correct. The cups weigh nothing." The girl went back to her duties. 

Isaac meandered over to Tyler and said under his breath, "Dad, you are going to looooove this. That girl thinks her cups weigh NOTHING!  hahahahahah! Somebody should really explain this shop to her." 

From Wendover, Nevada. 

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