Zacky has an imaginary friend named "Do Do".
Yup. Do Do.
Not dodo, like a dodo bird.
Do Do, like, well, you know.
Do Do makes our life very interesting. Like today. I went into Zack's room and opened his closet to get his clothes out for the day. Zack was sitting in his floor playing with legos and he SCREAMED "Noooo! Close the door! Close the door! Do Do is in there! You're going to let him out! I put him in there because he was being mean."
Do Do eats lunch with us every day. He usually has the same thing Zacky is having.
He also rides in the car with us everywhere we go. I have to remind Zack to leave Do Do in the car when we go to church, out to eat, or to the nursing home to visit my grandmother. People can be so judgmental about imaginary friends named "Do Do."
I have to be careful where I sit, because I don't want to sit on Do Do. I've done that before and it was very annoying.
Zack had a race with Do Do one day. I asked him who won and he said " I don't know. I can't see him."
I'm learning to love Do Do. He has a way of making me laugh.
Thursday, October 8, 2009
Friday, October 2, 2009
My Seach for Balance
I am up to my neck in post-it notes, lists, calendars, schedules . . . .
The kids have an outside activity to attend 4 days a week. When basketball starts in a couple of weeks, we'll add a practice and game every week. Oh, and extra ballet rehearsals start in two weeks and run through November. On top of all that is church stuff, issues with my grandmother, and Kris working 2 jobs. It is out of control.
I have to look at our calendar every night to remind myself what we're doing the next day.
With Bailey needing a structured routine, I am wondering if all of this craziness is what has put her on edge. She's had a rough few weeks. I keep reminding myself (and Kris) that she can't live in a cave. She needs to stretch herself a little. She is most happy at home, in her room, by herself. But she can't stay in there forever.
I'm trying to find balance. It has to exist out there somewhere.
The kids have an outside activity to attend 4 days a week. When basketball starts in a couple of weeks, we'll add a practice and game every week. Oh, and extra ballet rehearsals start in two weeks and run through November. On top of all that is church stuff, issues with my grandmother, and Kris working 2 jobs. It is out of control.
I have to look at our calendar every night to remind myself what we're doing the next day.
With Bailey needing a structured routine, I am wondering if all of this craziness is what has put her on edge. She's had a rough few weeks. I keep reminding myself (and Kris) that she can't live in a cave. She needs to stretch herself a little. She is most happy at home, in her room, by herself. But she can't stay in there forever.
I'm trying to find balance. It has to exist out there somewhere.
Wednesday, September 30, 2009
Second Honeymoon
I have, once again, been on a huge purging / re-decorating frenzy. I've cleaned out some closets, again. (I do this every few weeks. It's cheap therapy.) Re-arranged furniture, hung some window treatments . . . .
Then, my mom found this great sale just in time for my re-doing craziness. She bought 2 wire baskets, a clock, a bathroom set, some wall shelves, 20 wash cloths and 8 framed prints . . . all 90% OFF!!!!! I was doing a happy dance!
So, I was able to "fix" my kitchen color scheme, cutsy up my scrap space, and add a new "something" to almost every room of the house.
I think we're on a second honeymoon, my house and I. It's a happy day.

Our bedroom

Kitchen window

My scrapbooking Nook
Then, my mom found this great sale just in time for my re-doing craziness. She bought 2 wire baskets, a clock, a bathroom set, some wall shelves, 20 wash cloths and 8 framed prints . . . all 90% OFF!!!!! I was doing a happy dance!
So, I was able to "fix" my kitchen color scheme, cutsy up my scrap space, and add a new "something" to almost every room of the house.
I think we're on a second honeymoon, my house and I. It's a happy day.
Our bedroom
Kitchen window
My scrapbooking Nook
Monday, September 28, 2009
Hillside Canyon Before and After
It's been 5 weeks since launch Sunday and we are having so much fun at Hillside Canyon. We leave the house at 6:45 every Sunday morning and get home around 1:30. We unpack, set up, have 2 services, take is all down, and pack it all up again. It's a lot of work, but worth every minute. These are just a few pictures of Exteme Kids. During the week this room is Canyon High School's choir room, but on the week ends it is an awesome children's environment. These pictures are pretty fun, but it's even better when the lights are on, the music is blaring, and the room is full of kids worshiping our amazing God. We just can't wait until next week!
Friday, September 25, 2009
At'l Do
Tuesday, September 15, 2009
Mountain Climbing
Zacky has been talking about climbing a mountain for several months. So, we took him up Clear Creek. It's a perfect little "climb" for a 5 year old.
We had to stop about half way up because Bailey Boo got tired.
If I hadn't been so afraid of the wild life, I would have taken Boo back down and let Kris and Zack keep going until they reached the top.
Next time, I'm going to let the boys go by themselves.
Friday, September 11, 2009
Kris
The other night I was getting the kiddos ready for bed and I heard Kris in the living room playing his guitar.
This isn't really all that unusual. When has a down time, you can almost always find him sitting around, barefooted, playing his guitar.
But it was a little different this time.
You see, he was playing a new song. My favorite song.
He didn't even mention to me that he was learning it. He didn't say a word about it. When I asked him about it, all he said was "You like it?"
The week before he had given me a beautiful flower. No note. No explanation.
A few mornings later, I found a love note that he had left on the bathroom mirror before he left for work.
Bailey saw me reading the note and asked who it was from. When I told her she said "Daddy is always in love with you."
It's little things like this that remind me of why I married this guy in the first place.
This isn't really all that unusual. When has a down time, you can almost always find him sitting around, barefooted, playing his guitar.
But it was a little different this time.
You see, he was playing a new song. My favorite song.
He didn't even mention to me that he was learning it. He didn't say a word about it. When I asked him about it, all he said was "You like it?"
The week before he had given me a beautiful flower. No note. No explanation.
A few mornings later, I found a love note that he had left on the bathroom mirror before he left for work.
Bailey saw me reading the note and asked who it was from. When I told her she said "Daddy is always in love with you."
It's little things like this that remind me of why I married this guy in the first place.
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