Wolf!

I can see a tradition starting here in our little family. This same thing happens every year in the second or third week of school. This year was no different.

Friday afternoon I was at home busy cleaning (he, he) when I was disturbed by the brrring! of the telephone. Yes I do indeed still have a land line so I still have to hear the high pitched sound of a corded telephone.

I made my way over to my phone and picked it up.

"Hello!" I said in a chipper voice.

I was answered with a very sad, very pouty voice at the other end.

"Mom?" Her voice shook as she said my name. Instantly mother bear was on the phone rather than rational Heidi.

"What's wrong Kira?" I asked quickly.

In a voice near tears she said, "I don't feel well, can you come and get me?"

"What hurts?"

"My belly, I almost threw-up on my desk."

"Are you sure you're sick?"

"YES, I almost threw-up!" She said indignantly.

"OK," I said with a sigh, "I'll be there in a minute."

Mother bear went back into hibernation and Emma and I got ready to go and pick her up. We drove the short distance to the school and walked to the office hand in hand.

Upon entering the office I spotted Kira in a chair in the corner looking sad and dejected. As I approached the desk to sign her out I proceeded to say hello to Christi Jardine the secretary.

"I'm not so sure Kira's really sick," She said in a hushed but smiling voice. "As soon as she got off the phone with you she got a great big grin on her face and then hopped around the corner to sit in the chair."

"Well, I'm here now so I guess I'll still take her home. But we'll have a talk when we get home." I said. We chatted for a few more minutes, then Emma and I followed Kira to her classroom to collect her things.

On the way home I quizzed Kira about what hurt, how it hurt and why it hurt. Then I asked,

"Are you lying to me, are you really sick?"

In an injured tone bordering on whining she said, "Yahesss, I don't feel well!"

"Ok, but no playing or Nintendo today." I told her in a stern voice.

Well we made it home and Kira dutifully went into her bed and laid down to rest and feel better.

This was her an hour later:

We had a long talk that night that included the story for the third year in a row about crying wolf and told her she can't come home unless she really pukes on her desk. Do you think she will EVER get the concept that she shouldn't lie?

Jailbird!

Come see my story on my Cake Crumbs blog. I promise you'll like it. Well maybe. But I promise that it doesn't have anything to do with cakes.

The Lost Week

Last week was the longest week of my life, I never thought it would end.

To start the week off, Emma was jumping on the trampoline and lost her balance, she tried to catch herself with her hands, but they went right through the springs and she caught herself with her face, on the bar. The result wasn't pretty. I think she had double vision for a few days because she kept running into walls and chairs and furniture.

To continue the week everyone was sick at my house. And it seems that when I am sick the whole house and everyone that lives there falls to pieces. No one eats, no one goes to bed, no one goes to church. The only thing that gets done is the kids think they can throw every little toy in every corner of the house while mom's not looking. I hate cleaning up after a week of chaos.

Later in the week my grandpa had a heart attack that gave us all quite a scare. We are all so glad that things have worked out as well as they have. I know grandpa's not well, but we're sure glad that he's here.

The same day grandpa had his heart attack Susan, Mindy and I went to a Mary Kay Party. It was a lot of fun. Thanks guys! I got my eyebrows waxed for the first time at the party, it didn't hurt as bad as I expected. But she also didn't take a whole lot off, maybe my eyebrows aren't as bushy as I've always thought.

To end the week I did a cake, it actually ended up being one of the best cakes I've made. I had fewer mistakes than usual but I was about a day behind so I was scrambling to finish it right up till the moment I delivered it. Oh well it all worked out in the end. I named the cake coming up daisies. I thought the name was cute, but my mom made the comment that maybe I should rename it since the cake was for a lady's 90th birthday party and she is probably pretty close to pushing-up daisies herself. So if you have any suggestions for a new name please feel free to leave them in the comment box! The cake is here.

Monday was the first day of school. Kira and Tiger were both very nervous as we walked into the school. But by the end of the day they both seemed fine. Kira got Mrs. Gutierrez, I'm pretty excited because I really like Grace, but Kira is excited because she has lots of friends in her class. This makes me feel bad for Mrs. Gutierrez. And I have no idea how to spell her last name, I'm probably slaughtering it.

Izzy went for her evaluation for Kindergarten on Tuesday. She did pretty well. I think she is going to love school. She has been temporarily put into Miss Tawna's class, but we were told that they are hiring a 4th Kindergarten teacher so she could end up in any one's class. Hopefully we'll know before Monday.

Well now you know why I haven't been blogging, but things should get back to normal now, I hope.

Nine Years Ago Today...

Nine years ago today Kevin and I were married at the Westwood Church in Price. The day was warm and wonderful. (Except for the giant windstorm that whipped through the field and ruined all my terra cotta pots that morning.) The ceremony was beautiful, my husband very handsome. And we had our whole life ahead of us.
Thank you Kevin for the last nine years!

Simple Pleasures week 10

1. International Days & Recitals

2. Family Home Evening. We went to Keith and Kelli's this month and the kids enjoyed playing in their huge backyard.

3. Chickens.

4. Grandpa's saving the day.

5. Books