No Hugs For Boys

I was given some Huggies diapers size 2 because they leaked when their son used them. Of course they leaked when Matthew used them. So I told Ben to put on the write board "No huggies for boys" James looked sad. I asked him what was wrong, he said "No Hugs for boys!" I then I explained to him that I said "huggies which is the name of diapers" and gave him a great big hug. He felt better when he knew that boys could have hugs.

I'll pick it for you.

I've mentioned many times that I wont kiss Ben unless he trims or shaves his mustache, but he knows I'm a sucker. I love getting kisses. Right now I'm sitting in my living room with my family and Aunt Becky. I mentioned that Ben needs to trim his mustache. Because I don't want my nose picked for me when he kisses me on lips.

James says "Mom, if you want I'll pick it for you!"

We all just started laughing. Isn't it sweet that my son offered to pick my nose?

Show your hair how much you love it.

My cousin-in-law makes the coolest bows EVER!!! And she is having a free give away! Here is the link to the BOWLICIOUS BOWTIQUE for your chance to win!!! Seriously check it out! It's awesome! Remember you can also buy the stuff too!

Missionaries will eat anything.

The missionaries for my Mum's ward live in her basement. When I first got there my mum told me about the missionaries the night before spent taking turns running back & forth to the bathroom. They both got sick at the same time. My Mum was pretty sure it was food poisoning. She knew that she had not fed them, so there was no way they got it from her. 

One of the missionaries asked my mum "how long can you have spaghetti and eat it before it goes bad?" I don't remember her answer, but she made the missionaries throw it away because of the age. There was a tupperware dish with... yes you guess it Spaghetti, in the fridge that was older than a month.

But that wasn't all!

I went down to her sewing room to use her computer and just outside the door was... some dishes that had leftovers in. It seemed like the had kept some food out of the fridge and then ate it. 

My Mum considered buying a fridge for the basement, but decided against it. At least with them using her fridge she can keep an eye on their food. Try to get them to throw away the bad food.

The missionaries are sweet hard working guys. They just need to avoid bad food.

Girl Time

While in Calgary Emily and I got haircuts, it was Emily's 1st haircut. I've trimmed her bangs, her baby hair is now gone. I did get some of the hair to save. Of course I took a lot of pictures. I would have liked to take more pictures but my batteries were dying. So I tried to take some really good whens then turn off the camera until the next picture. 

My stylist told the other stylist that there was another haircut. I told them that I wanted Emily to get her hair cut by the same one that does my hair. She looked like she didn't want to do it, like she tried to get out of cutting a child's hair. In other words she looked nervous. She told me "if the child fights it then they wont cut their hair. It's their policy." I fully understood that, but I was confident in Emily being a "big girl". 

Emily and James kept walking back & forth between Grandma and me while I was getting my haircut. We talked with her while I was getting my hair done. When it was her turn, she surprised the stylist by sitting there and obeying her. The stylist kept telling saying "Mom should be proud of her" and "You're doing a great job". 

After our haircuts I asked Emily, if we should start a new tradition of her and Mommy getting haircuts at the same time. She did a great job and enjoyed it. 

James was upset that he didn't get a haircut with Emily and Mommy.  Daddy and him will be buzzed this coming weekend.

Emily was nervous about the blow dryer.

Doesn't she look older & very pretty? I look forward to "our" time. 

Little Trips

I spent the last six days at my Mum's house. It takes me about 2 hours to drive there. I enjoy every minute of our time with her. I know that I'll miss her when she moves back to Utah. 

My cousin Jacob came up for a quick visit. I really enjoyed having him around. Thanks for coming!

It was nice also to have my cousin Cindy and her family come too. We had a big family dinner at a Aunt's house. After everyone had eaten we played...WHAT? It was a blast. I'm going to go and get it. Most likely tomorrow because we're going to a friends' house in the evening for dinner & games. 

I'll post the description of the game after I buy it. I'm very excited to play it again!

You can be rude to me, but not to my kids!

Almost a year ago I made the decision to choose my son over a friend. I was told that I was acting like I was in high school and so on.... I don't want to bore everyone with all the non sense about it. The important thing is that I chose my son. He's the important one. I want him in my life and not that other person.

I use to live in the same ward as my mum and the gal. I was expecting to see her at church and curious about what would happen. So I wasn't shocked to see what happened. My kids were with Grandma Sabin while I took the infant seat and diaper bag to the coat rack. James and Emily kept trying to get the gal's attention. She went out of her way to avoid my kids. My mum had to tell her that the kids were trying to talk with her, but she already knew it. She knew what my kids thought of her, so why be rude to them? (My mum told me what happened on our way home.)

On my way to take the stuff to the coat rack area I came across her daughter. She was scared and all by herself. So I went out of my way and took her daughter to her husband. He told me that she had just left to find their daughter, I told him that I would tell her. So I found her and told her.

I don't remember if she said thank you or not. I don't care about the thanks. My kids do matter, I don't care what happened between us, just don't be rude to my kids. 

One thing that I didn't like was... when I went to tell her, I missed the only chance to talk to real friends. 

What would you do if this happened to you?