Monday, November 29, 2010

Scuba Steve and Other Missed Pictures

Due to our recent (and ongoing) move, I don’t know where most of my possessions are.   Among the missing is my camera. I have an idea where it might be but I’m afraid to go look in case its not there.  So I’ve missed out on a lot of good pictures.  So I don’t forget the things that have happened, the following is a list of pictures I WOULD have taken if I’d only had my camera.

1.  Drew showers with goggles. 
A few years ago Drew started asking to take showers.  He wanted to be a big boy and I think he feels like he doesn’t see enough action in a bath.  Plus his dad showers and he wants to do everything Justin does and this is where the goggles come in.  To be fair, Drew had this idea first.  His goggles have been showing up in the shower for years and we call him Scuba Steve like on Big Daddy.  Justin recently had lasik surgery and needed to protect his eyes when he showered so he also started using his goggles.  When Drew saw Justin’s goggles in our tub he was over the moon.  I heard him saying “I do that too Dad! I shower with my goggles too!”  But Justin didn’t act very enthused about them having this in common and I got a vibe like he wanted to change the subject.  I asked him about it later, why he acted too cool for shower goggles.  He said because he’s the dad and he doesn’t want Drew to think that he’s in there wearing his goggles, playing and sliding around on his bum like Drew does.   This made me laugh for 20 minutes.  First because it’s so funny when Drew does all those things, and second because I couldn’t stop picturing Justin doing all those things.   That night Drew’s goggles made a come back and I had no camera.  He’s SO cute with his crazy shower hair and his goggles, laughing and sliding from one end of the tub to the other on his bum.  This isn’t a picture I would have posted here but I wish I had one.  Because someday he will be too cool to wear his goggles at bath time and I’ll need a reminder.  

2.  Drew fixes the wall.
I’ve hung somewhere around 2000 pictures in my old house so I had somewhere around 2000 nail holes to fix.  I was using some spackle on a few holes in his room where he was watching a movie on his little DVD player and he asked me what it was.  When I told him he said, “That is awesome.” with more seriousness than I thought a tub of spackle warranted.  This was the first warning that I missed.  The second came a couple minutes later when he when he kicked his dog out of that room and shut the door.  He doesn’t like to misbehave in front of our dog Duke, I’ve yet to find out why.  Maybe he is uncomfortable with the idea of any witness, even a dog.  Shutting the door is also a red flag.  Since Halloween he has been a big scaredy cat about being in any room by himself.  We go through this every October.  My third warning was the length of silence coming from that room. Always a bad sign.  So it should have been no surprise when I walked in to find the entire container of spackle on the wall and my little boy making a beeline for the door.  It was a perfect circle, probably 2 feet wide.  I sent him to time out and I wish I could say he learned his lesson but I’m not optimistic.  We tried so hard to not laugh but Justin failed spectacularly.  When I could finally hold it together enough to take him in there and explain why he was in trouble I didn’t dare to even look at the part of the wall he “fixed” because it was so funny.  Justin tried to participate but couldn’t keep a straight face.  I’m not sure it would have been a good idea to take a picture of this because our parental authority was hanging by a thread with all the laughing and I think it would have sent the wrong message.  But still.  I wish I had something to remember it by.

3.  Drew is reunited with long lost toys/Halloween costumes.
This actually would have been a slide show, that’s how many pictures I missed out on.  The worst part about moving is that all of your belongings multiply.  They hook up when you are not looking and produce offspring in the form of stuff you never knew you had.  Or stuff you forgot you had.  It’s the worst.  But not for Drew.  For him it’s like Christmas morning every five minutes and the celebrating can be heard down the street.  He found all kinds of things, but the most notable find were the pants to his army guy costume from 2 years ago.  He can’t zip them up and they don’t even go to his ankles.  More like army guy capris.  Also, they are made of a canvasy material so they couldn’t have offered much in the way of comfort but he still tried to wear them to bed every night.  And oddly, he preferred to go shirtless rather than wear the army guy shirt.   Every time he walked by in this get-up I grabbed him and hugged him until he got sick of it and started taking detours around me.  But how can you not hug a little munchkin wearing little tiny pants with his tummy sticking out?

 I was, however, able to get this pic with my phone. 


This is Drew in time out for pulling my drapes down.  By drapes I mean drapery liners hung with safety pins until the drapes I ordered arrive.  So I can understand why he didn’t see these as permanent fixtures and I think I was more upset by the way he pulled them down.  I was walking in to the front room from the kitchen and I turned the corner to see Drew, who is on his tippy toes with both arms wrapped around the left    drape(ery liner), drop to his knees.  This brought all the drapes and the rod down.  I fished him out of the yards of material and sent him to a temporary time out site already situated at the top of the stairs.  I sat down on the stairs talk to him about it and when I asked him why he would have done that.  He said he wanted it to be brighter in the front room but he was also claiming that it was an accident.   He looked so sad and cute so I took a picture and then let him out of time out. Because I’m such a push over.

Tuesday, November 16, 2010

Ready or not...

I know people usually start out public and go private.  I'm doing this backwards.  My blog has been private through all the these months and start-overs because I mostly use it as a journal.  I like for it to be private because I like to swear and complain but mostly because I'm nervous about posting pics and info about Drew.  He is the best ever.  My whole heart and soul and my best little friend.  And really the only thing I like to write about.  I mean, I like his dad and all, but most of the time I write about Drew.  In fact, I wish he was here right now.  Because I'm at work and he is at daycare.  See?  Writing so that other people know whats going on is a pain in the bum.  Notice I said bum and not ass like I normally would have.   So maybe I need to rethink this decision.  I see that aNOTHER explanation is in order.  Exhausting.  I heard about my blog through the grapevine the other day. Which was was odd because it is my private swearing journal. But when I started over this last time, blogger tricked me into filling in some blanks on my google account info.  I changed some of my settings and made my blog available to the public, hence the grapevine.  Neither here nor there:  I keep leaving the L out of public so it says pubic and I have to go back and change it.  So what was a good idea at the time (the time being 10 minutes ago) is now starting to really suck.  But I'll give it a try.  Plus I have to leave now and don't have time to make changes.  I will think more on this and get back to myself at a less busy time.  Until then my blog will be open to my one viewer.  You know who you are. 

Thursday, November 11, 2010

My Two Little Veterans

Today is Veteran's day and I want to say how proud I am of Justin and Nicky.  Even though I'm pretty bummed about sending them both back to Iraq again, I am so proud of their service. 

These pictures, taken during their last deployment-


Justin

Nick

...are some of my least favorite pictures. 
Most pictures they sent home were of them posing next to someone or something.  Mostly pretending to hump someone or something.  Then I got these pictures and a different look at what it was like over there for them.  And I honestly missed the humping pictures.  But day to day life in Iraq isn't all posing and pretend humping.  During the summer months in Iraq, Worlds Suckiest Country, it is 115 degrees or hotter and they had to wear 50 pounds of body armour. And there are horrible sand storms.  I realize it sounds crazy to be talking about the weather when there were so many other greater dangers. I'm not making light of their service and sacrifice.  But the greater dangers are too hard to write about.  I tried to.  I kept starting and erasing sentences and crying.  Maybe when the news that they are going again is not so new I will be able to.  But 115 degrees while wearing all that gear would be effing miserable and not something you want your husband and little baby brother to do.  But Justin and Nick didn't complain.  Nick grew a mustache for fun and called to tell me all about how mexican and porn star-ish he looked.  Justin got a pink beanie in a care package from an elementary school and it is difficult to find a picture where he is not wearing it.  They took funny pictures and told me a million funny stories.  More so Nick than Justin with the stories.  It actually sometimes felt like Nick was at a different (funnier) base.  Proving that even though he had gone to war on the other side of the world, he was still in no danger of growing up. 
They made it easier for us at home to get through all 18 months, when they had it far worse.

I'm proud of their uncomplaining endurance. 
I'm so proud of their eagerness to serve. 
I'm proud of the example Justin sets for our son. 
I'm proud Nicky's never ending good nature. 
 I'm so thankful for their strength.
I know that these things will see them through this next deployment as well.
I know, and I will never forget that God brought them safely home to me.  

Both of Justin's grandfathers have served.  When his Grandpa Webb died he had a military burial and Justin and his cousin Zach, who is in the Air Force, were able to do the ceremony and present the flag to their grandma.   It was an awesome experience, I feel lucky that Drew was able to see this great man laid to rest by his grandsons. 

Justin and Zach.

My  gratitude goes out to ALL those serving, past and present.

Monday, November 8, 2010

Family Pics


I planned to blog about all our adventures in moving since we sold our house but I am sick today.  Deadly sick.  I think this is the infection people get right before they turn into a zombie.  It's pretty advanced too, I'm probably in the final stages of human life.  So, good news: blogging will continue.  Bad news: it will continue at a slow, slow, zombie-level-of-intelligence rate.  It was critical even before this Resident Evil virus that I not lose momentum on my blog and so I am posting a slideshow of our recent family pics, taken by Parker Grimes. 

Friday, November 5, 2010

Blog Part III

I know, I know.  This is the 3rd time I've started over on my blog.  Its weird that I keep doing that because my blog is private and no one else can read it.  At least I think its private.  Even weirder is how the last time I started over I had like a paragraph long explanation about why I hadn't been keeping up on my blog.  Like I was making excuses to my (apparently mean) future self so I wouldn't get in trouble.  And now I'm wondering why I  have deleted the older posts.  Maybe I'm trying to destroy the evidence of my flakiness to avoid consequences there also.  ANYway, there are a few new happenings in my life that have inspired the third edition of my blog.  Number one: we got our family pictures.  And it was not the nightmare I thought it was going to be.  Mostly due to the photographer, Parker Grimes.  He's from Emery County too and his blog is amazing.  We didn't give him much to work with.  Drew had a brand new smile that day, in which his lower jaw was as far left as it could go and his upper jaw was as far right as he could get it.  Justin's was not new, just his usual non-smile.  And when  I smile my fat face makes my eyes disappear. And I have a giant ass.  But Parker is really laid back so we were more relaxed also.  He's really good at taking a picture at exactly the right time and he's awesome at giving directions.  In the past, Justin has been almost combative with photographers.  Like when they say "smile" he reacts like they are bossing him around and withholds his non-smile as punishment.  But this time it was kind of fun and we are very happy with the results.  The reason for our family pics is the second new happening in our lives: Justin's unit received their mobilization orders and he is going back to Iraq in the spring.  Because I cannot even think about that, I will be blogging about everything else but.  Which brings me to Jon Stewart's and Steven Colbert's Rally to Restore Sanity and/or Fear.  I didn’t so much care about the rally as I did about the hilarious signs.  Well, that’s not true.  I started to care about the rally because of the signs.  Then I wished I could've been there.   Really bad.  This is new for me.  I haven’t really had a desire to attend any kind of rally until recently.  It started with Prop 8 because it’s just crazy that in 2010 America a citizen can be denied a basic civil liberty.  That 17 year old kids who are as dumb as they will ever be, what with hormones and being only 17, can get married, but two gay people can't.  THEN came the immigration debate.  I am boycotting Arizona and hope to someday have a chance to act on this boycott.  So this is how I started to maybe want to attend a protest rally.  But there really aren’t any in Cedar.  Or maybe there are and I just never hear about them.  But I could never come up with signs like these.  There were over 800 but I only looked through the first hundred or so. 
These were the political signs I laughed at...  

There was one that said "That's What She Said"
but I couldn't find it again
  
Not the Obama one, the homophobia one. 


From Princess Bride?

But the ones that didn't have anything to do with anything made me laugh too...






See? It looks like the funnest rally ever.  But can you imagine if there was a rally in Cedar and I did find out about it and I took a sign that said something like any of these?  But maybe no one else laughed at these...Lots of times I tell Justin something that had me in tears it was so funny and he doesn't even crack a smile.  No.  I'm pretty sure that has more to do with him being a fun hater.