Thursday, January 29, 2009

Wyatt-ism

Wyatt was trying to get past me. (pushing)

Me: "Can you hold on a minute?"

Wyatt: "Yes, I always hold on a minute when you're busy"

Me: "Thats because you are a good boy."

Wyatt: (Looking OVERLY elated) "THANK YOU MOM! That makes my heart beat out loud from my head and it comes out of the top and flies to you!"


:)

Tuesday, January 27, 2009

Kitchen Follies and Triumphs




This is the difference between a muffin with no sugar vs. a muffin with sugar. I've been having all kinds of brain farts lately. The muffin on the left without a doubt is pretty good for you. Carrots, apples, wheat flour, craisins, pecans, apples, applesauce.... no sugar. Taste wise, it wasnt appauling, but didn't have the yum. Sure is ugly though ain't it ? The muffin on the right has sugar... but I forgot the apples. At this point, I'm giving up the bowl and spoon.


On the other hand. While I was getting my coffee at Starbucks, I ordered Randy a caramel apple cider. (he hates coffee) As I was watching them make it, I gasped in horror when I saw them break out a gallon of Tree Top Apple Cider, Can of Reddi Whip and Smuckers Caramel Topping. Umm... Why am I paying 5 bucks for something I can make at home ? I don't know why I thought Starbucks put some magical yummy ingredients in their caramel apple cider that I couldn't produce at home, but now that I'm onto you Starbucks, from this day forward I shall no longer pay $5.00 for your characterless & mundane caramel apple cider... I will triumph and make my own! Not only that, but I will make it slightly healthier by using FAT FREE reddi whip and SUGAR/FATFREE smuckers caramel apple topping. And Walla! We have Sarah's Caramel Apple F.U. Starbucks Cider.

Monday, January 26, 2009

Emma and the Stairs

Randy: "Saaaaarah?"
Sarah: "Yes?"
Randy: "Did you put Emma downstairs?"
Sarah: "Noooo"
Emma: *big smile from the bottom of the basement stairs* "Giggle"

I had no idea she knew how to get downstairs
*note to self- remember to always lock the basement door from here on out.*

Thursday, January 22, 2009

Selling

The realtor came through the house yesterday. Good news is there isn't too much we have to do. A lot of "thinning" of our clutter, some painting and sad to say, she wants the red in my kitchen to be no more. :( I love the red. It will probably help if I stop thinking of this place as "my house."

Randy threw a curve ball at me. He put in a request (behind my back) to extend in his time here to Dec. Long story short it will improve his chances of making chief. Translated to civilian speak, extending to Dec. will give him almost like "seniority" ? in his current position and will make him look like a much more desirable candidate for promotion.
He didn't think the request would be approved, but it did.

What this means for our family is we still have to take the opportunity to sell the house once the snow is gone and we will have to move to base housing in Great Lakes. Wyatt will have to start his kindergarten year down there. When Dec. rolls around we will all have to uproot again to (wherever) Wyatt will continue school in the new duty station town for the rest of the year.

Its a shitty deal for Wyatt if you ask me. Maybe he will do okay with it and surprise me. Maybe not. Either way, August would have been a way better time to move to the next duty station.

Military life has its benefits. It really does, but it has some serious serious cons as well.

Tuesday, January 20, 2009

Emma's Speech Evaluation

Shes just fine. :) She does not qualify for services.

The lovely lady from Birth to 3 that helped Wyatt so much was the one to evaluate Emma for speech today. Great, no-nonsense type of lady. When she was done working with M she looked at me and said " You weren't worried at all were you?"
No, I wasn't. Emma tested between 15 - 17 months. Emma is 18 months and she is very typical. The only thing she told me was that she thinks that after Emma gets the tubes in her ears we will see a HUGE jump in "parrot" talking. If that doesn't happen, then we know she needs a re-evaluation.

So ... yay!


Oh! I kept Wyatt home from school today to watch the inauguration of President Obama. I know he wouldn't understand all of what was going on and being said, but my hope is that he'll at least have a small recollection of this day in history. Just for him to be able to say "I sort of remember when he was elected, yea." That's all I'm lookin' for!
He watched pretty intently and then Hi-Fived me when he was through being sworn in, then announced to me "That man is going to change the world."
Yes baby, he is.

Thursday, January 15, 2009

Wyatt's Song

I have been singing "Godspeed" (Dixie Chicks) to Wyatt since he was born. Its our "goodnight song" or as he calls it "the rocket racer song"
Tonight I was putting Emma down (whom I've only ever sang Twinkle Twinkle to) and I asked him if he would like to say goodnight to sister, he comes in and tells me to sing the rocket racer song. I said "That's your song though, you don't mind?" He said "No, we can share the song." So I said, I'll sing it to her if you sing with me. That child sang the entire song relatively loudly and without missing a beat. I cried. Number one- Wyatt doesn't sing. Number two- I sing the song all the time, but I'm never sure if he actually paid attention. Number three-he shared something that even I labeled exclusively his.
I'm touched. That was a great moment.

Dragon tales and the "water is wide"
Pirate's sail and lost boys fly
Fish bite moonbeams every night
And I love you

Godspeed, little man Sweet dreams, little man
Oh my love will fly
to you each night on angels wings
Godspeed Sweet dreams

The rocket racer's all tuckered out
Superman's in pajamas on the couch
Goodnight moon, will find the mouse
And I love you

Godspeed, little man Sweet dreams, little man
Oh my love will fly
to you each night on angels wings
Godspeed Sweet dreams

God bless mommy and match box cars
God bless dad and thanks for the stars
God hears "Amen," wherever we are
And I love you

God speed, little man, Sweet dreams, little man
Oh my love will fly to you each night on angels wings
Godspeed Sweet dreams

Petty Officer/Chief


Randy is taking his advancement test today. If he passes the test and the board he will become a Chief. (Board Tests are tests that he stands in front of a panel of Top Naval Commanders, Admirals, Master Chiefs, etc. and they ask him direct on the spot questions.
He did this last year too, he passed the test but missed the board test by a half a point. THAT sucked for him. I'm praying that he can make it all the way through this time. Not just because its a HUGE pay raise and more respect, but HE wants it really bad. Really really really wants it. What can I say, he's going to be a lifer.

Give Randy a little pray time today.

Friday, January 9, 2009

Wyatt-ism

Im asking Wyatt whom from his class he'd like to invite to his birthday party

Wyatt: "Caden, Aiden.........long pause......... Jaaaaaaaaylaaaaaa (Huge cheeky smile)


Me: "Who's Jayla? Your girlfriend?"

Wyatt: "No, just a regular friend that loves me."

Wednesday, January 7, 2009

Updates

Christmas and new Years have come and gone. Good Times
Wyatt set out cookies for Santa, Emma tried to eat them...

We celebrated with most our families (big family between the 2 of us)
Emma systematically opened presents.
Wyatt got his Geo Trax


I like to call the above "Merry Pickmas"
Anyway...
New Years was a hoot. Wyatt is all about New Years since we started our silly string tradition last year.
I thought he was going to wet his pants.













The Aftermath!






After New Years the whole house came down with bad stomach flu. Nice was to start the New Year right ? Maybe it was too many indulgences!

The kids had a great holiday season. They are very fortunate kids.
I loved all of Wyatts probing Santa questions. He questions about Jesus' role in Christmas. Its a lot of fun. I love to try to look through their eyes at all the questions and wonder around the holidays. Beautiful, just beautiful.

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