Sunday, October 12, 2008

Anything You Say, Can, And Will Be Used Against You

Not much new to report this week. Same old stuff going on here, except Carol is pregnant with triplets. Ahhh, just kidding, but I probably got somebody for at least a half-a-second. Anyways, here are the latest and greatest quotes of the week.

Carol has come up with a little game with Trevin when he doesn’t “have to go” to the bathroom, even though we have just witnessed the potty dance. Anyways, she tells Trevin that she can sing Popcorn Popping in its entirety before he goes. So if the kid ever has an accident in primary when they sing Popcorn Popping, then we’ll know who to blame. Anyways, he got up there this week after Carol made the challenge, and as soon as she hit “I looked out” he was doing his thing. Carol pretended to be disappointed, to which Trevin said: “Maybe next time.”

Another recent trip to the bathroom from Trevin brought an argument between mom and dad as to who would take care of clean up, which I’m sure is a common argument at many of your households as well. At our house I like to leave it up to the kids, because they always choose Mom. Oh, too bad for me, eh? So this time, Carol wouldn’t give in and I finally did. But Trevin wasn’t too happy with Mom dissing him, so he said “Mom eats poop…and I don’t like her pony tail.” Crude, but how could you not laugh when it comes out of the mouth of a 3 year old; especially the pony tail part. Who knew he was so interested in how his mom wears her hair, which was indeed in a pony tail at the time.

There is a little Halloween tradition in these parts where people leave candy at your door and run, and then you’re supposed to pay it forward to 2 or 3 other people. Anyways, someone dropped a bag on our porch on Sunday night and it included the classic “Bit-o-Honey” candy. So Bailey kept asking about it and on Monday after her lunch, she had a piece of it for her treat. And her critique after placing the little morsel in her mouth, in all seriousness, was: “This tastes like ‘bit,’ and it tastes like ‘honey’!”

And this from Carol: “We were watching some old video of the kids and Trevin was picking his nose in it. He was sitting with me at the time and I noticed that he was picking his nose again. I said to him ‘Trevin stop picking your nose, you were picking it in the video and your picking it now, stop that. It’s gross.’ His response, without any hesitation, was, ‘I put my boogers on the ground’ as he points to the floor. ‘I said right now you have been putting them on the floor?’ He answered in the affirmative. I said again that that was gross. He said, ‘No one can see them, they are too small.’”

Some more potty humor from Trevin (I know, a lot of this addition of quotes of the week centers around Trevin’s trips the bathroom, but what can I say, kids and potties can make for some good laughs). He has been having some “stomach issues” lately, so I asked him if his Tummy hurt. He said: “Yeah, that’s why I do that much poop.” I said, “Yeah, but it’s real runny.” He also has a little cold, so his response was: “Yeah, I have a runny bum, and I have a runny nose.”

We were listening to the “Dan Patrick Show” on the radio in the car, and turned it on in the middle of the conversation, which apparently centered around one of the staff being a vegetarian. Dan asked him, what he would do if he went down in a crash and had to eat a human, like the movie “Alive.” The guy said he would rather eat a person than an animal. Bailey was evidently listening and said, “Ewe, he wants to eat a person. How come that guy likes to eat people?”

And last, but not least. We were at the dinner table tonight, and Bailey announced that she didn’t want to get married. I said “that’s too bad. You can’t go to the Celestial Kingdom, if you don’t get married. Then you can’t live with Heavenly Father and Jesus. She said “so.” I said “So?” You don’t want to live with Heavenly Father and Jesus?” She replied, “But there’s no way to get up there.” I said, “yeah, once you die your spirit can just fly up there.” A look of unbelievable shock followed, then this: “Whoa, that’s so lucky.” We all laughed, then, she did too, and added “You should put that on your blog.”

Thursday, October 2, 2008

Garage Days Re-Revisted

Hey, it's me again. The fire-sale continues here in the Couv. We reached that point in life that all men seem to dread, but that women look forward to like a Pampered Chef party with their best friends. Yes, we had a garage sale and although it was not quite as successful as we had hoped, we have since sold several items (not forunate enough to be selected from our humble driveway) on Craig's List. Oh that Craig, he might be the only man I would kiss. was nice to purge ourselves of more of our things.

On to other news, Caden still seems to be doing well. For those of you who don't know, he was scheduled to have tubes placed in his ears because of never-ending fluid and infections. But thanks to prayer and a huge assist from my brother Cory, we took him to a naturopath (i don't know if that is spelled right) and his ears are doing very well. He now has his second cold since treatments began and during the first one everything functioned properly and no infections occured. So, he goes in next week and we're hoping that the same will be said for this latest cold he has.

School is in full swing and Tyler & Bailey are both doing well and we enjoy their opportunity to spend the day learning. Yes, we all need a little break now and then, am I right? Not too much else is new with us. I'm still looking for work (oh what fun) and Carol keeps doing her work-at-home job very well. Too bad it doesn't pay anything. Dang society!

And now on to the part you've all been looking forward too - The Quotes of the week. Unfortunately, I have not been as diligent to note them all down when spoken, so I'm missing some, but thanks to Trevin we still have these gems to share.

The kids had just had a snack and Carol put the graham crackers up on the counter. Trevin kept insisting he wanted more. So after a bit he took matters into his own hands while Carol was distracted folding laundry. When he walked into the living room with a cracker in his hand, Carol told him to put it back because he already had his snack. Trevin’s sly reply was: “Well it already touch my tongue, so I have to eat it.” Well played Trev-man.

Another one from Trevin recently: He had an accident in the bathroom and while I was on the floor cleaning up the pee, I asked him (because he’s had quite a few lately), “boy, when are you going to stop having accidents?” His response: “Uh, maybe when I 10.” I laughed and said, “Well I hope it’s sooner than that.” “Maybe when I eight,” he replied. No sense in aiming too high, I guess, but I just wish he had a little better aim around the bowl.

And the T-man once again: after several people had shown up and purchased things at our garage sale, a couple more came and Trevin says “I don’t want to sell anything.” I said yes, we’re going to sell everything. We’re going to sell you.” I then quickly said, “no, we would never sell Trevin.” He replied: “we would never sell anyone.” Then, after a few seconds to ponder his statement, he adjusted it with “we no sell anyone…cept Caden.” A few moments later he points to a woman who has just arrived, and says: “we sell that lady.” Luckily, she wasn’t close enough to hear it.

That's all for now folks. We would love to hear from you!