Gone

The last few weeks have been crazy around here. And today I discovered a small (well, it seems bigger to me) price of that busyness.

Two weeks ago yesterday our van broke down. Then there was PC's party at the park. We would have had to cancel or relocate the party had it not been for some very generous people who helped us get places that week we were without wheels.

One week ago today Sir's computer died and he was thankful for enough online backups that he could continue working from his laptop while the replacement parts were ordered, shipped and finally received as of yesterday. Two days after the computer died, the van was repaired so life began to return to normal.

Now Sir is getting his computer going again and this morning we discovered that pretty much the only thing lost from the whole deal was about 600 pictures - the last pictures that I'd downloaded to the dropbox for him to file away in our archives.

I know it's a small thing, and maybe it's just because I'm pregnant and over-reactive, but losing the video of us telling the kids about the new baby... or the in-progress pictures for one of the hardest birthday cakes I've made yet... the finished product pictures of PC's birthday train cake... the dozens of pictures of Emma's fashion sense - the stuff like that, which just can't be duplicated. Gone. All gone except for the 7 pictures I last posted.

Those are memories and losing the reminders just makes me sad. I want to cry, but I know that in the long run, a month's worth of pictures lost will hardly be noticed five years from now. I need to be thankful that we didn't lose a lot more than 600 pictures, but right now that's a bit of a challenge for me.

Well, I've felt sorry for myself, and gone on about it long enough now. It's time to move on - I need to get busy on the things that are still waiting for my attention. Today Sir is taking me with him up the mountain for a couple days (alone!) for our anniversary and I have a few more things to pack and get done before it will be time to drop the kids off.

The Source of Money (apparently)

This was our breakfast conversation today while we had sticky cinnamon rolls with leftover birthday cake icing on top. Maybe all the sugar had something to do with the thought processes.

Dolly (to me): Do you have your own computer?
Me: Yes,
Dolly: Did Daddy give it to you?
Me: No, I bought it a long time ago before I married Daddy.
PC (to me): Ooo got money oo buy or combuter?
Me: Um, hm. It was a lot of money at the time.
PC (in a whiny/half crying tone): I want to get money bor a combuter!
Me: Well, crying about it isn't going to get you any, so stop fussing.
Dolly (in a cheerfully, optimistic tone to PC): PC, if you see a girl and you like her, you can marry her.
(as if that is the solution for attaining desired funds)
PC: Hmm.. (then to me)Can I marry ooo?
Me: No, I already married Daddy.
PC: Awww! (then in a more complaining tone) I wanted to marry ooo!
Me: Well, you can't. Besides, you can't marry your mommy.
Dolly (to PC): You can marry Emma. Do you want to marry Emma?
PC: No. I want to marry ooo.
Me: You can't marry her either. You can't marry your sisters.

And then I went out to tell Sir before I forgot any of the wording or tones. When I came back I saw PC hit Dolly with his sippy cup of milk. "Hey!" I started to scold as I walked toward them. "PC just hit me back" Dolly began in explanation "after... I... um... hit... him." I had to dash back into my room before I exploded in laughter. At least she finished truthfully even after she realized she was condemning herself!

And Then There Were Four

A picture says a thousand words, but I'll just add a few more. After all, I'm starting to feel half alive again finally. Some of you may have noticed my lengtly blogging slumps over the past four or five months. Beside cold after cold after cold that our family battled in the first few months of 09, there was our confernce (we had 10 guests stay with us for the weekend), more colds after conference, then spring hit with a vengence - being a lot warmer than usual and bringing the alergy plagues with it. On top of all that, there's been the general spring/summer busyness that seems to just whirl us into non-stopness for weeks on end. And through it all I was exhausted with no time to be tired. Definitely not a feeling I'd wish on anyone else!

Today we're celebrating PC's 3rd birthday, and the kids all got new t-shirts to wear for the day. I expect they'll cause quite the stir - but we thought we'd do something different this time. Anyway, I'll let the pictures do most of the rest of the talking since I have a few phone calls to make before the party.

Dolly's shirt


PC's Shirt


Excited Kids


Here's the reason why


Emma's shirt - the give-away.


A little better look

So, July 9th is officially the first day of our sixth month, and now that the news is out... I can dig out some more comfortable clothes! And wait until November 8th-ish. 'Cause we're gonna have another baby!

Checklist

PC is turning 3 on Tuesday. We're having his birthday party on Saturday. So, for my own organization this will be a check list for what I have left to do. I might take pictures later, but right now, there are priorities. :)

Bake cakes
Make jell-o
Wash dishes
Unload and load dishwasher
Find tape
Wrap presents
Assemble cake
Make and color icing
Ice cake
Make taco filling
Chop vegetables
Grate cheese
Get matching shirts ready for kids
Take garbage out
Feed birds
Take a shower
Clean bathroom
Make guacamole
Make iced tea
Sort through last clothing container
Wash Dishes (again)
Figure out how to get everything to the park or if we won't be going to the park(right now our car is dead)

There may be more, and I'll add it if I think of it, but right now it's almost 11 and I need to make sure the cakes are baked tonight.

Copy Cat

NaomiG did a Father's Day interview with her girls and just for fun I thought I'd see if my munchkins would hold still long enough to think about the questions if I asked them. Overall, they did pretty good and I did get a few cute responses. So, I'm copying Naomi and posting my kids' answers to her interview.... or at least most of the questions she asked.

What makes Daddy happy?

PC: The Word Je-uh. (the Lord Jesus)
Dolly: Being good. Taking him camping.

What makes Daddy laugh?

PC: A game!
Dolly: Like play with him.

How does Daddy make you laugh?

Dolly: By tickling me.
PC: Ohm, Daddy can be wike a giraffe.

How tall is Daddy?

Dolly: He's this tall (she indicates by tossing a dress into the air)
PC: He's dat tall (he indicates by tossing his stuffed pony into the air)

What is Daddy really good at?

Dolly: Games!
PC: My bir-day train.

What do you think Daddy did when he was a kid?

Dolly: Um, like not obeying his mom?
PC: Maybe he get in the garbage.

What is Daddy not very good at?

Dolly: Running.
PC: A game!

What does Daddy do for his job?

Dolly: He works. ..with the computer. Pays us money.
PC: He get money at work.

What is Daddy's favorite food?

Dolly: Lamb meat.
PC: Tea!

If Daddy was an animal, what kind of animal would he be?

Dolly: A giraffe because he's big like a giraffe.
PC: A Wion!

What do you and Daddy do together?

Dolly: I come with Daddy when he goes shopping.
PC: Play.

How are you and Daddy the same?

Dolly: We're not!
PC: I don't know.

How are you and Daddy different?

Dolly: Well, I'm a girl and he's a boy (then in a softer voice she added)I think that's what's wrong with me. (I know she forgot the word 'different' as she answered this question, but I had to include her whole explanation.
PC: I don't know

Where is Daddy's favorite place to go?

Dolly: Work?
PC: At work.

What does Daddy like most about Mommy?

Dolly: Your hair long?
PC: Being nice.

The End.

Happy Father's Day Sir, You're a great dad to our kids... even if they do think your favorite place to be is at work! ;)

The Plaster Man