Me: Hop into bed Garrett and I'll tuck you in.
Garrett: But my bed's naked.
Bryson: No Garrett, it's not naked, it just has underwear on.
Garrett: My bed doesn't wear underwear!
Bryson: No, sheets are your bed's underwear.
Garrett: Oh.
(long pause as I cover him up with his blankets)
I'm glad my bed's not naked. Just wearing "shits" for underwear.
Me: (laughing all the way up the stairs)
Monday, December 22, 2008
We're ALIVE!
Halleluiah! We are all living and breathing and not SICK. Mostly not sick. Well, kind of not sick. All right, we still have colds and half of the family hacks their lungs out every morning (which is just sooo gross to a gagger like me); but we aren't running for the bathroom every 10 minutes, and no fevers, and with the younger half on antibiotics I have high hopes that by Christmas we will be fab-u-lous. Pretty sure that if I can't get out of this house by Thursday I am going to go crazy, so we're going to make it work or lie to everybody and say we are better just to get out. :) If I plan on seeing you on Christmas, then just pretend I never said that. We really are doing much better, and no longer contagious. Am I backtracking far enough here? Ah, screw it. Everybody's sick and we are too so whatever.
On to more happier thoughts! I feel like all I've done is play catch up on the blog lately which is not really my favorite way to go about this. Luckily, or unluckily for you, not a whole heck of alot has happened so not much to report. We are alive. We are getting ready for Christmas. I had hoped to be ready by now but with all the sickness and general laziness going on over here, I'm just not quite finished. Almost, but not quite. It would help if I had a really good idea for Travis, but I don't. Any brilliant ideas? Anything? Feel free to post thoughts on something my hubby would enjoy for Christmas. A few rules though. 1. Must be something he can open in front of the children on Christmas morning, i.e. nix the wrap yourself in a red bow idea. While he would enjoy it, and it would be considerably cheaper than just about anything but a candy cane, I do not feel the need to scar my children for life, at least until they are teenagers. 2. Must cost under $50, that's what's left of my budget for him. 3. Must be something I can buy in the next two days so no ordering something from Hong Kong or other place that won't possibly be here by Christmas unless I spend a thousand dollars in shipping. Seriously, any ideas, because I am VERY open to suggestions at this point.
I'm sure I'll think of more to write later, but for now, that's all you get. :)
On to more happier thoughts! I feel like all I've done is play catch up on the blog lately which is not really my favorite way to go about this. Luckily, or unluckily for you, not a whole heck of alot has happened so not much to report. We are alive. We are getting ready for Christmas. I had hoped to be ready by now but with all the sickness and general laziness going on over here, I'm just not quite finished. Almost, but not quite. It would help if I had a really good idea for Travis, but I don't. Any brilliant ideas? Anything? Feel free to post thoughts on something my hubby would enjoy for Christmas. A few rules though. 1. Must be something he can open in front of the children on Christmas morning, i.e. nix the wrap yourself in a red bow idea. While he would enjoy it, and it would be considerably cheaper than just about anything but a candy cane, I do not feel the need to scar my children for life, at least until they are teenagers. 2. Must cost under $50, that's what's left of my budget for him. 3. Must be something I can buy in the next two days so no ordering something from Hong Kong or other place that won't possibly be here by Christmas unless I spend a thousand dollars in shipping. Seriously, any ideas, because I am VERY open to suggestions at this point.
I'm sure I'll think of more to write later, but for now, that's all you get. :)
Sunday, December 14, 2008
Ugh
Sorry I haven't been keeping updated on my blog, you bazillions of readers (you know who you are, don't deny it). We've been a bunch of sickies this last week with the flu, and quite frankly, I just don't have the energy. Hopefully later this week I'll feel amazing and have scads of time to post pics, brag about my kids, chat about Christmas shopping (cuz I have some stories to tell), and basically just bore you with our daily lives. Until then, have a fabulous day. :)
Wednesday, December 3, 2008
Bryson, Bryson, Birthday Boy
Holy cow my baby turned EIGHT today! Well, I guess I can't call Bryson a baby any more, but sometimes it feels like he just was one. sigh. He will be getting baptized the beginning of January, but we are already so proud of him. Bryson is a good student who truly enjoys school and learning. He can be incredibly helpful around the house (especially with Megan who adores him), and loves to be "in charge" (although sometimes too much). We love him and are so thankful to have him in our family.
Here is Bryson blowing out his candles after making his "special secret wish" which he wouldn't tell us about cuz then it won't come true. Abby says he wished for a barbie, which totally made him gag all over the cake (and we truly appreciate that), but we're guessing that he wished for a Wii. Too bad!
Bryson really enjoyed opening his presents. Among them he got a telescope/microscope combo from his Papa & Memaw (Trav's parents) which he loves cuz he is a science guy.
We got him his first set of scriptures, since he's eight, with his name on them and a scripture carrier. He didn't seem quite as impressed with those as he was with the toys, but I know he'll enjoy them more in the long run. :)
This is the cake that Bryson requested. He wanted a killer whale cake (someday he plans to be working at Sea World training Shamu), and I'm the one who got to make it. I must say I'm pretty dang proud of myself. It turned out WAY better than I thought it would, and poor Shamu was the first part of the cake to be eaten. Killer whale is yummy....mmmmmmm.
We got him his first set of scriptures, since he's eight, with his name on them and a scripture carrier. He didn't seem quite as impressed with those as he was with the toys, but I know he'll enjoy them more in the long run. :)
This is the cake that Bryson requested. He wanted a killer whale cake (someday he plans to be working at Sea World training Shamu), and I'm the one who got to make it. I must say I'm pretty dang proud of myself. It turned out WAY better than I thought it would, and poor Shamu was the first part of the cake to be eaten. Killer whale is yummy....mmmmmmm.
Kid Pics
These pics are just cuz they are cute. :) What can I say?
Here's Megan chatting it up with Papa (Travis' dad) on Bryson's Birthday. She's jabbering at him a bit and trying to get some candy. It worked.
And here are the older three getting a "ride" from dad. Can you see how boisterous dad is? Clearly he is full of energy and enjoying himself. (snicker) Actually, this is picture is after about 15 minutes of Travis giving them rides and he was too pooped to do any more. :)
Ah, notice the kitchen chair in the background. Normally there are two back there covering the buttons to the TV that Megan can not seem to leave alone for more than two minutes. Just our special way of baby-proofing that kinda, sorta, sometimes works. We do what we can. Megan on the Move aka Houdini or Evel Knievel
This is how it starts at our house. Megan finds the stepstool...
Then she climbs onto the chair (actually, nowadays she skips the stool part and goes straight for the chair)...
Then she is proud as can be as she sits on my table and yells for me to come. Normally when I come in at this point (because it always happens about 2 seconds after I leave the room), she sits up, grins and waves at me while saying "HI!"
She also highly enjoys standing up in her highchair. This is after she undid the child restraints that are supposedly supposed to keep her in. This girl is tenacious and somehow slightly magical as she gets out of just about anything except for her carseat (THANK HEAVENS). It drives us crazy, but we usually can't help but laugh because she is just so darn proud of herself!
Monday, December 1, 2008
My Hubby Tag
I got this off of Kelly & Jaimee's blog and since I try to tag them all the time I feel turn about is fair play. :) Now it's all y'alls turn.
What's your husband's name? Travis H. Oleson (just an intial, no middle name)
How long have you been married? 10 years, 8 months, 12 days
How long did you date? We dated about 4 1/2 months before getting engaged, then 3 more months until we got married
Who said I love you first? He did--totally scared the crap out of me until I realized that I loved him too.
Who asked who out first? Technically? Sigh...it was probably me. I invited him to come with me and some friends to watch fireworks up at the college. But then he asked me out on a date about a week later so officially it was him.
Who kissed who first? He kissed me on the first date. Shame shame shame
How old is he? 35
Who eats the sweets? That would very obviously be me. He likes sweets, but I usually eat it all before he gets very much. I try to convince myself that he prefers it that way.
Who sings best? Hopefully me. Love him to pieces, but let's be honest here. He can't carry a tune or a beat to save his life even though he likes to try and embarass his children while he's doing it.
Who's smarter? when it comes to book stuff, it's probably me, but with general common sense and hands-on stuff it's totally him
Who cooks dinner and does laundry? I usually cook dinner cuz he hates to cook, but he will if I'm not home or if I've had an awful day. And we both do laundry--s0 long as I sort it first.
Who mows the lawn? we fight over who gets to mow the lawn. This summer it was mostly me cuz he was in school, but normally he wins.
Who pays the bills? Usually me, although I try to have most everything automatically taken out so I don't forget.
Who drives? He does, but we are both backseat drivers though and make each other crazy.
Who wears the pants? Bryson thinks it's him, I pretend it's me sometimes, but it's definitely Travis. :)
Our favorite couple thing to do. Watch movies, play with our kids, and try to annoy/embarass each other. And make fun of strangers. I know, we're warped.
His favorite pastimes. Watching TV, playing on the computer, organizing his bazillion tools, and learning new things (which is why he loves school).
What I love most about him. I absolutely love his laugh, he is a wonderful dad, makes me laugh and always cares about what I think. He keeps me sane and helps me not to worry so much, and always kills the bugs even though he rolls his eyes. He is always willing to do anything I ask, and often kicks me out the door so I can get some "Jen time" for a couple of hours. Plus he's cute and has some sexy arm muscles--thought I'd throw that in here to embarass him when he reads this. I can't imagine him not being in my life and I love him.
What's your husband's name? Travis H. Oleson (just an intial, no middle name)
How long have you been married? 10 years, 8 months, 12 days
How long did you date? We dated about 4 1/2 months before getting engaged, then 3 more months until we got married
Who said I love you first? He did--totally scared the crap out of me until I realized that I loved him too.
Who asked who out first? Technically? Sigh...it was probably me. I invited him to come with me and some friends to watch fireworks up at the college. But then he asked me out on a date about a week later so officially it was him.
Who kissed who first? He kissed me on the first date. Shame shame shame
How old is he? 35
Who eats the sweets? That would very obviously be me. He likes sweets, but I usually eat it all before he gets very much. I try to convince myself that he prefers it that way.
Who sings best? Hopefully me. Love him to pieces, but let's be honest here. He can't carry a tune or a beat to save his life even though he likes to try and embarass his children while he's doing it.
Who's smarter? when it comes to book stuff, it's probably me, but with general common sense and hands-on stuff it's totally him
Who cooks dinner and does laundry? I usually cook dinner cuz he hates to cook, but he will if I'm not home or if I've had an awful day. And we both do laundry--s0 long as I sort it first.
Who mows the lawn? we fight over who gets to mow the lawn. This summer it was mostly me cuz he was in school, but normally he wins.
Who pays the bills? Usually me, although I try to have most everything automatically taken out so I don't forget.
Who drives? He does, but we are both backseat drivers though and make each other crazy.
Who wears the pants? Bryson thinks it's him, I pretend it's me sometimes, but it's definitely Travis. :)
Our favorite couple thing to do. Watch movies, play with our kids, and try to annoy/embarass each other. And make fun of strangers. I know, we're warped.
His favorite pastimes. Watching TV, playing on the computer, organizing his bazillion tools, and learning new things (which is why he loves school).
What I love most about him. I absolutely love his laugh, he is a wonderful dad, makes me laugh and always cares about what I think. He keeps me sane and helps me not to worry so much, and always kills the bugs even though he rolls his eyes. He is always willing to do anything I ask, and often kicks me out the door so I can get some "Jen time" for a couple of hours. Plus he's cute and has some sexy arm muscles--thought I'd throw that in here to embarass him when he reads this. I can't imagine him not being in my life and I love him.
UPDATES and stuff
I feel very comment-deprived since I haven't updated my blog so here is what's been happening with us. Not near as exciting as my last post, but much less expensive.
OUR VAN
Our van is fixed. YAY!! No, I did not leave the door hanging there as I drove home. Can you imagine me trying to explain that to some cop after it fell off in the middle of the street or while going over the railroad tracks? "Uh...sorry officer...I realize I have three children sitting back here with no seatbelts on and the door hanging off, but I was pretty sure we'd be good until I had to swerve to miss hitting that kid playing on the sidewalk...dang kids...I didn't mean for the door to start a fire and then make the train explode when it flew off my van..." I don't think so. Actually, I'm seriously OCD about the seatbelt thing so that would never happen, but I digress. So my dad came and saved me at the elementary school by jamming the van door back onto the van and then I drove home and we got the van door fixed. Fabulous. It mostly works and that's what we're happy about. Plus, my kids think I am super strong and that is always a bonus when the bickering starts.
THANKSGIVING
We ate. A lot.
We had dinner over at Travis' parents this year with his sister's family as well and had lots of fun joking around, eating as much as we could cram into our pieholes, and watching the kids act like hooligans as they ran all over the house until we kicked them outside. My favorite part was actually watching Megan chase their little dog, Pugsley, around and around the house saying "c'mere!" and then she would try to give him kisses as she tackled him from behind. He wasn't very appreciative but it was funny to us.
We left our camera at their house, didn't even realize it until today when Jan (his mom) emailed me, but when we get it back we actually have some pics to share. :) Hope all of you had a fantastic and filling Thanksgiving!
OUR VAN
Our van is fixed. YAY!! No, I did not leave the door hanging there as I drove home. Can you imagine me trying to explain that to some cop after it fell off in the middle of the street or while going over the railroad tracks? "Uh...sorry officer...I realize I have three children sitting back here with no seatbelts on and the door hanging off, but I was pretty sure we'd be good until I had to swerve to miss hitting that kid playing on the sidewalk...dang kids...I didn't mean for the door to start a fire and then make the train explode when it flew off my van..." I don't think so. Actually, I'm seriously OCD about the seatbelt thing so that would never happen, but I digress. So my dad came and saved me at the elementary school by jamming the van door back onto the van and then I drove home and we got the van door fixed. Fabulous. It mostly works and that's what we're happy about. Plus, my kids think I am super strong and that is always a bonus when the bickering starts.
THANKSGIVING
We ate. A lot.
We had dinner over at Travis' parents this year with his sister's family as well and had lots of fun joking around, eating as much as we could cram into our pieholes, and watching the kids act like hooligans as they ran all over the house until we kicked them outside. My favorite part was actually watching Megan chase their little dog, Pugsley, around and around the house saying "c'mere!" and then she would try to give him kisses as she tackled him from behind. He wasn't very appreciative but it was funny to us.
We left our camera at their house, didn't even realize it until today when Jan (his mom) emailed me, but when we get it back we actually have some pics to share. :) Hope all of you had a fantastic and filling Thanksgiving!
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