bedtime routine

What is that? Get to BED! Now!!! I wish I was better at reading to the children and slowing the bedtime routine down but I can't lately. I'm going crazy. So everyone went to bed quickly except my little Tim. Colin put them to bed and he came creaping out because he smelled cookies...well rightly so. So I gave him one and told him to go cuddle in my bed with me so he wouldn't disturb his brother. As I laid by him he looked at me with his big eyes and said...I'm thirsty. So I said...go get a drink out of the toilet (didn't really mean it but he understood me). He ran to the bathroom and looked at me and said...its dark. So I got up and helped him drink from the sink (too lazy to get a sippy cup), then we cuddled back in bed and he looked at me and said...I have to go to the toilet! (Its all mind games) so we rushed back to the bathroom, stripped off his clothes (he was doing a dance), and stripped off his diaper and sat him down...nothing came so I turned on the faucet to give him a clue what he should do and finally a little came. After redressing we laid back down cuddling and exhausted...he looked at me and said, I'm thirsty! So I ran down took more cookies out of the oven and filled up a sippy cup with water and brought it up to him. He looked at it and said this is a little cup (I think the translation would be that this is a yellow winnie the pooh cup and I'm too old for this) I glared and fell asleep next to him. Then I woke up as it was 8:30 and now I'm awake! Off to surf...

psche

You were all right...they are just messing with my mind. We can't keep enough clean underwear in the house. Today as proof they smeared themselves up while they were trying to change their own diapers. They are waaaaay to helpful. I give up with potty training! Colin's turn!

crazy

I am going crazy these days with the eminent moving coming... I'd decided to put off potty training until after the move, I've been christmas shopping like a maniac (I purchased 14 pairs of pajamas this morning...thinking it would be a fabulous gift for cousins) and I've been making ceramic nativity scenes out of plaster of paris for the relief society women. I've also been organizing my house in preparation for my last dejunk before the move. List after list...replacing anything broken, checking what goes where.
We flew to Switzerland on Friday for 2 nights. The little boys kept asking when we could go back home. The last thing on my mind was potty training but on Sunday we went to Colin's nephew's baby blessing and my twins wouldn't stop using the toilet...at the church, at the luncheon, airport, airplane. They loved every toilet! So know I'm not sure. I thought to myself...they'll forget and we can get back to normal. This morning they awoke with a dry diaper and ran to the toilet. After nursery school...dry diaper. Are they playing mind games with me??? I've just put underwear on them but I'm not expecting anything. Could it be this easy??? I'll blog later with the results!

Toilet Treasures

When will the horribleness of toilet training be over???? Yes they can do it but will they do it? No. The last couple of days someone (s) has been putting things into my toilet. Because I don't want to clog the toilet I have to dig these things out....car keys, paper, and lots and lots of tampons. Its such a fun game! Maybe I should try it.

trip to cali

Here are a couple of pictures of my girls trip to California with the Smith ladies. I got to see my folks for a couple of days in Utah and then we flew to New Port Beach for 4 days of relaxtion, shopping and sun. I had so much fun!!! The picture with the trolley is after a day of shopping madness! The other was in the airport. Thanks guys!!!

What?

I said to the twins over lunch, "we're moving to switzerland."
Ben said, "I'm eating lunch."
I said, "we're moving to switzerland" (still in a daze).
Tim said, "we're going to Legoland?"
We're moving.....I Hate Moving!!!

George aka the Boss

The kids are still off school, my house is a mess but George has inspired me to blog about him. He is 5, our third child, our LOUD child. He has a lot of personality...in a good way but at times difficult... Here are a couple stories about him and how he makes me smile:
I had some friends over and George was desperate to watch television. I gave in because I always do just so they will leave me alone. He wanted to watch Tom and Jerry cartoons (its the only thing he's interested in). So I looked at my watch and told him his show would be on in 4 minutes to just watch these commercials until the show came on. He then whispered in my ear..."Does your watch answer all your questions?" I smiled.
Just now he called for me and begged me to come upstairs. I was making (burning) a grilled cheese sandwich so I couldn't run up at that second. I kept talking to him though and tried to get him to explain why I needed to come. He wanted me to look at something that he thought was a bug. He said it was orange with spots (I imagined lady bug)? He said he killed it and it popped. Ewww Gross. I said then its dead and I will come and look in a minute. After lunch was served I ran up with George. He kicked open his door and pointed to the area in which the thing was located. I cautiously walked over and asked him to come and point closer to where it was. In front of me was an old mandarin orange that was so old it was shriveled and it indeed had spots on it. The skin would crackle and pop if stepped on. I asked him if he thought it was a bug. He said yes. I said its an old orange and threw it in the trash. Now you understand how disgusting my house truly is!