Eli Is Sooo Full of It!

I have a word that I use to describe funny, cute, and crazy things my kids say..."FUNNYISMS". (Yes, it's a made up word, check the dictionary) I wanted to post some recent funnyisms from Eli, so I will always remember just how CRAZY he is!

One evening, Mike was getting Eli ready for bed...the usual PJ scenerio. I don't know if being half naked or what reminded him, but he turned to mike, pointing at his chest area, "Daddy, Carlos' Mom has a BUM right here." Mike said he about DIED laughing...I could not believe he was observing clevage at such a young age...or could I? The next time I took him to preschool I scoped out Carlos' MOM. Sure enough when she got out of the car, she had a low-cut shirt on (she was also quite heavy) with a BUM...I mean, clevage hanging out all over!

For those who know me, you know I am a HUGE health fanatic. We eat Organic. I prepare all our meals homemade. Lots of veggies, whole grains, foods in their whole. Anyhow, I usually make 5-6 loaves of whole wheat and grain bread a week. It is hearty stuff. For Easter, I made a breakfast casserole that requires store-bought white bread as an ingredient. The casserole won't turn out right if you don't. There was some left-over bread that the kids were making toast out of one morning. Eli saw this and he said, "I want some of that FAKE bread for toast!" We all laughed hard at this outburst! That's my boy!

My final (but not last, I'm sure) funnyism happened today on the way to preschool. He had to wear his "church socks" because the other socks were dirty. He hates them and we are lucky to get them on for Sundays. He sat in the car grunting and complaining at the way his shoes felt. Suddenly he screamed out, "these socks are ruinning my life!" I think I know how he feels....

He's Still Got It At 78!

April 9th was a new chapter in our family life. Mike's dad married his new sweetheart, Francis Monson. Dick has been alone for 3 years since Jane passed away. He was so sad and lonely, we all could hardly bare it. He met Fran a couple years ago. I'm pretty sure she was made from the female mold of him! They have so much in common and have been having a great time together traveling. We love her and are so thankful she has brought LIGHT and LIFE to Dick. They had a great wedding at The Tuscany restaurant. The ceremony and vows were performed by Fran's bishop. She has 5 children and Dick has 4. All were able to attend including many grandchildren. It was a pleasure to meet them all and we enjoyed getting to know each other. I left Eli home with my Aunti Ardy (thanks Ardy!) because I wanted to enjoy the night without chasing after him. I was able to take pictures but Dick wanted them done with a 35mm camera. He does not own a computer...he wants the tangible negatives! I did snap a few, mostly of the kids. I hope to get the other ones on a CD to transfer. Although it is ALWAYS hard to see a parent re-marry, we are grateful for the happiness Fran has brought to Dick's life. We are a little saddened that we don't get to feed him every Sunday. The kids miss him when he does not come! We are also grateful for the gospel of Jesus Christ and his plan for Eternal Families. We know that Dick will be reunited with Jane in the Eternities to live "ever after" as well as Fran and her sweet husband, Bob. I am so grateful for the constant love and support my darling husband gives me! He has been a true "ROCK" and "TROOPER" for his dad...I admire him greatly!

What Boys Do during Spring Break

Every year the children get 4 days off for "Spring Break". It usually precedes Easter. The weather almost NEVER cooperates, I think the break should be in May. Friday was somewhat okay weather wise so the kids played outside. It had been a crazy day. I had taken the kids and some friends to a movie. Ellie was at a birthday party and needed to be picked up about the time the movie let out. I felt like I was a running around fool on a time schedule!
After getting everyone safely home and securing a house full of kids, I decided to sit and watch a little OPRAH. I quickly got a phone call from Gabe: "Mom, I'm over at Nickolaus' house". I asked him the usual, what are you doing, what time are you coming home, be careful, etc. etc. Not 15 minutes later I get a phone call from Nickolaus's sister telling me that Gabe has been hurt and has a bloody nose. Truthfully, I did not panic like I usually would. I got in my car and drove to the scene where I came upon Nickolaus' mom holding Gabe's nose with a rag. THERE WAS BLOOD ALL OVER THE PAVEMENT! Now I was panicking! Gabe was also labouring to BREATHE. Apparently the boys were trying to CATCH AIR on their bikes by going quickly downhill and over a skateboard ramp. Why...WHY...WHY do they inherently have the DAREDEVIL gene???? Needless to say, Gabe flew over his bike, doing a flip, landing into his handle bars and on to his HEAD. This was not a pretty scene. I assessed his ability to stand, walked him to the car, and took him home. He was not breathing normal in the car. I asked him 100 questions about how he crashed, much of which he could not answer because he could not BREATHE and could not remember....he just knew he got about "6 feet of air". (Later the numbers changed to 10 feet) I called Mike because his BREATHING was not normal, he told me to wait for him to get home. I called him again, Gabe was really labouring to BREATHE. He was scarring me to death. I could not wait for the "Dad assessment", so I took him to the ER. This is where we spent the rest of the night! They did a CAT scan to see if there was any INTERNAL damage. They gave him and IV and did blood work. He had a regular X-ray. We waited and waited. Gabe was still in pain and labouring to BREATHE.
I really hate things like this that test my faith and how strong I am as a person. I decided I am a -10...a WIMP...a CONTROL FREAK...a MOTHER. Thankfully, I have a son that requested that we have a prayer. This truly helped the pain (along with some morphine). The ER doctor decided that the CAT showed some bruising on his lung. They would have to send us up to Primary's overnight for some observations. I guess things can progress with time. So, we took a ride in the AMBULANCE up to Primary Children's hospital. Once there, they handled him like he was a trauma patient (way over done). We had to wait out in the hall behind this sliding glass door while they worked on him AGAIN...more x-rays, blood work, etc. etc. It was finally decided that he was going to be OKAY, but very sore for the next few days. We could go home. I can't wait for the bill.
We arrived home that night around 12:30 p.m. It was a very stressful night, I think I am still recovery emotionally. Mike was a trooper with great faith that everything was fine, and it is. Gabe will need a new helmet and I am so grateful that he had it on!