Joie has a new favorite toy. It is called Money. It all started because she loves the movie Robin Hood (the disney cartoon, of course) and in that movie Robin Hood takes all the evil Prince's money and she just loves it. So now every day we have the joy of hearing Joie say, over, and over, and over......
MORE MONEY
MORE MONEY
MORE MONEY
MORE MONEY
People normally look at me like, "why is your 2 year old asking for money?". We don't give her money to spend on stuff! We just let her carry around a little bag of coins and she loves to count them and hear them jingle. It is pretty cute and I get a kick out of hearing her scream MORE MONEY with joy and excitement all the time.
Sunday, August 22, 2010
Friday, August 13, 2010
Bad Mom award
Although it has been a week since all of this happens, I would like to document it and PRAY that I never have a week like this AGAIN!!! I try so so hard to be a good mom. I try to make nutritious meals and teach Joie important things, and give her all the love and attention she needs...but sometimes I seem to fall short.
Early last week, either Monday or Tuesday, Joie and I were at Smith's and we were having the awesome battle that we have frequently at the grocery store called, "I refuse to sit in this cart". I don't care that she hates the cart because I know she is safe when she is sitting there buckled in but for some reason this one day I just couldn't handle her. I put her in the cart and she was screaming bloody murder and I swear people were giving me those looks like "you're her mom, can't you do something to calm her down" and "oh that poor child". For some reason on this particular day it was really getting to me and decided to let her get out of her chair and just stand in the cart. I justified it by saying I was just getting a 2 or 3 things and it would only take a minute. So we did our shopping and proceeded to the checkout stand and Joie handed me the things in the cart so we could pay for them. While they were scanning our items Joie started fussing that she wanted some candy and I said, "No, sit on your bum bum, you don't need any candy". That obviously wasn't what she wanted to hear and she leaped out of the cart to get chocolate and fell out on to the hard floor. Well if I was concerned about the looks people were giving me before you should have seen the looks I was getting now. I swear on my life people were considering calling Child Protective Services because they thought I was the worst mom. I learned from this experience that I know when I'm being a good mom and I was being a good mom keeping her buckled into the cart. I need to NOT care what kind of mom other people think I am. No bumps or bruises showed up right away but the next day she had an AWFUL black eye...poor baby.
So a mere 3 days later my "bad mom" streak got worse. I went to a friends house to help her pack because she was moving. I have gone over these few minutes again and again in my mind thinking I could have done things differently but I guess what I learned from both of my stories is that no matter how hard you try to be a great mom you can never just stare at your children 100% of the time and prevent everything from happening. So I'm helping my friend pack and we are figuring out where to start and looking at the task ahead of us and I glance over at Joie and she had found an open bottle of pills on the ground and had put a bunch in her mouth and was saying "candy". Needless to say I completely flipped out and ran over to her and fish hooked all that crap out of her mouth and throat immediately. I grabbed the bottle to see what my child had accidentally ingested and it was XANAX!!! Now I'm no drug expert but I have seen a half of a Xanax make full sized adults act crazy. I have also seen it act as a freakin rhino sedative and basically put people into mini comas. So now I'm even more freaked out. I was pretty sure I had gotten them all out of her mouth but I just felt sick to my stomach about it and decided to take her to the hospital just to be safe. I called my parents just to make sure I wasn't completely over reacting and they said, Oh my gosh drive straight to the hospital even if you aren't sure she swallowed any. So I'm not going to lie I feel so bad for little Joie because I was basically a lunatic and completely freaking out and I think I scarred her half to death. We got to the hospital promptly and they immediately admitted us. The doctor came in right away and I told him I was nearly certain she didn't swallow any but I wasn't 100% sure. The doctor said to me, "Oh it is so good that you brought her in. Xanax is so dangerous, especially for small children. Even if she didn't swallow one and just a fraction of one dissolved in her mouth it could slow her heart rate to the point that she couldn't breathe on her own and we would have to hook her up to machines to breathe for her". So now I feel a little better because he validated that I wasn't crazy for bringing her to the hospital when I wasn't sure she had even taken anything, but mostly I feel 100 times worse because now I'm afraid that at any moment my child is going to stop breathing! So they wanted to monitor her for 5 or 6 hours because she was too small for them to pump her stomach. She also wasn't allowed to sleep because that might be a side effect of the xanax and they wanted her to try and stay alert the entire time she was being monitored. Anyway, she was totally fine, her heart rate never got too low and I took her home later that evening. All I wanted to do was hold her and cry and say "I'm sorry" a million times because I felt like it was all my fault. When we got home and finally sat down I started crying, which I think was mostly because I was so stressed and I finally relaxed a little, and Joie came over and sat on my lap and wiped my tears and said "Momma's boo boo" pointing to the tears on my cheeks. I said, "oh it's ok, mommy just loves you so much" and I guess she just didn't like that I was crying because she started to cry and put her head on my chest and said "sorry momma". It was pretty much the sweetest thing ever and it made everything feel just a little better.
So now you all know who deserves the "bad mom of the year" award. It was a horrible week and I still haven't completely recovered and now I'm sure Joie hates me for hovering and never giving her a moments peace because I'm so paranoid something will happen to her.
Early last week, either Monday or Tuesday, Joie and I were at Smith's and we were having the awesome battle that we have frequently at the grocery store called, "I refuse to sit in this cart". I don't care that she hates the cart because I know she is safe when she is sitting there buckled in but for some reason this one day I just couldn't handle her. I put her in the cart and she was screaming bloody murder and I swear people were giving me those looks like "you're her mom, can't you do something to calm her down" and "oh that poor child". For some reason on this particular day it was really getting to me and decided to let her get out of her chair and just stand in the cart. I justified it by saying I was just getting a 2 or 3 things and it would only take a minute. So we did our shopping and proceeded to the checkout stand and Joie handed me the things in the cart so we could pay for them. While they were scanning our items Joie started fussing that she wanted some candy and I said, "No, sit on your bum bum, you don't need any candy". That obviously wasn't what she wanted to hear and she leaped out of the cart to get chocolate and fell out on to the hard floor. Well if I was concerned about the looks people were giving me before you should have seen the looks I was getting now. I swear on my life people were considering calling Child Protective Services because they thought I was the worst mom. I learned from this experience that I know when I'm being a good mom and I was being a good mom keeping her buckled into the cart. I need to NOT care what kind of mom other people think I am. No bumps or bruises showed up right away but the next day she had an AWFUL black eye...poor baby.
So a mere 3 days later my "bad mom" streak got worse. I went to a friends house to help her pack because she was moving. I have gone over these few minutes again and again in my mind thinking I could have done things differently but I guess what I learned from both of my stories is that no matter how hard you try to be a great mom you can never just stare at your children 100% of the time and prevent everything from happening. So I'm helping my friend pack and we are figuring out where to start and looking at the task ahead of us and I glance over at Joie and she had found an open bottle of pills on the ground and had put a bunch in her mouth and was saying "candy". Needless to say I completely flipped out and ran over to her and fish hooked all that crap out of her mouth and throat immediately. I grabbed the bottle to see what my child had accidentally ingested and it was XANAX!!! Now I'm no drug expert but I have seen a half of a Xanax make full sized adults act crazy. I have also seen it act as a freakin rhino sedative and basically put people into mini comas. So now I'm even more freaked out. I was pretty sure I had gotten them all out of her mouth but I just felt sick to my stomach about it and decided to take her to the hospital just to be safe. I called my parents just to make sure I wasn't completely over reacting and they said, Oh my gosh drive straight to the hospital even if you aren't sure she swallowed any. So I'm not going to lie I feel so bad for little Joie because I was basically a lunatic and completely freaking out and I think I scarred her half to death. We got to the hospital promptly and they immediately admitted us. The doctor came in right away and I told him I was nearly certain she didn't swallow any but I wasn't 100% sure. The doctor said to me, "Oh it is so good that you brought her in. Xanax is so dangerous, especially for small children. Even if she didn't swallow one and just a fraction of one dissolved in her mouth it could slow her heart rate to the point that she couldn't breathe on her own and we would have to hook her up to machines to breathe for her". So now I feel a little better because he validated that I wasn't crazy for bringing her to the hospital when I wasn't sure she had even taken anything, but mostly I feel 100 times worse because now I'm afraid that at any moment my child is going to stop breathing! So they wanted to monitor her for 5 or 6 hours because she was too small for them to pump her stomach. She also wasn't allowed to sleep because that might be a side effect of the xanax and they wanted her to try and stay alert the entire time she was being monitored. Anyway, she was totally fine, her heart rate never got too low and I took her home later that evening. All I wanted to do was hold her and cry and say "I'm sorry" a million times because I felt like it was all my fault. When we got home and finally sat down I started crying, which I think was mostly because I was so stressed and I finally relaxed a little, and Joie came over and sat on my lap and wiped my tears and said "Momma's boo boo" pointing to the tears on my cheeks. I said, "oh it's ok, mommy just loves you so much" and I guess she just didn't like that I was crying because she started to cry and put her head on my chest and said "sorry momma". It was pretty much the sweetest thing ever and it made everything feel just a little better.
So now you all know who deserves the "bad mom of the year" award. It was a horrible week and I still haven't completely recovered and now I'm sure Joie hates me for hovering and never giving her a moments peace because I'm so paranoid something will happen to her.
Friday, August 6, 2010
Dear Mothers
Dear Mothers,
I understand that these days we have it pretty darn hard. Not only are our children supposed to always look clean and be perfectly well behaved in public areas, but we are supposed to look like very calm super models who can juggle 100 things at once with ease. This makes me sad...not because society dictates it, but because we all buy into this crap. I know, I know, you're sitting there reading this thinking, oh I'm so not like that...but have you ever cried because you just had a baby and you feel fat and unattractive? Have you ever told your husband "Oh my gosh I'm so embarrassed, I just ran into (insert name) at Costco on the ONE day I'm not wearing any make up and Joie was acting like a circus animal"? Maybe I'm the only one guilty of this. It makes me so sad to see other people upset over things like this or so discouraged about their weight when I see them as being these AMAZING, BEAUTIFUL, LOVING mothers. I do see the hypocrisy in saying this because I know I'm guilty of it myself but when I see pictures of all of you right after you have given birth all I can see is pure beauty. When I see pictures of you trying to soothe a child who is throwing a tantrum, I see beauty and love. Please please PLEASE, forget about the stupid world and remember that what you are doing is the most beautiful amazing thing in the entire world.
Exhibit A. BEAUTY. This is my beautiful sister in law the day she gave birth.
Exhibit B. Not Beauty. Now I'm not saying she isn't pretty but this DEFINITELY doesn't make my heart melt.
I could go on and on but I'm sure you get the point. Beauty does not come from being 5'10 or fitting into size 2 jeans. Be healthy and be happy but know that your beauty comes from within and seeing you all be mothers, wives, and children of God is the most beautiful thing I have ever seen.
I understand that these days we have it pretty darn hard. Not only are our children supposed to always look clean and be perfectly well behaved in public areas, but we are supposed to look like very calm super models who can juggle 100 things at once with ease. This makes me sad...not because society dictates it, but because we all buy into this crap. I know, I know, you're sitting there reading this thinking, oh I'm so not like that...but have you ever cried because you just had a baby and you feel fat and unattractive? Have you ever told your husband "Oh my gosh I'm so embarrassed, I just ran into (insert name) at Costco on the ONE day I'm not wearing any make up and Joie was acting like a circus animal"? Maybe I'm the only one guilty of this. It makes me so sad to see other people upset over things like this or so discouraged about their weight when I see them as being these AMAZING, BEAUTIFUL, LOVING mothers. I do see the hypocrisy in saying this because I know I'm guilty of it myself but when I see pictures of all of you right after you have given birth all I can see is pure beauty. When I see pictures of you trying to soothe a child who is throwing a tantrum, I see beauty and love. Please please PLEASE, forget about the stupid world and remember that what you are doing is the most beautiful amazing thing in the entire world.
Exhibit A. BEAUTY. This is my beautiful sister in law the day she gave birth.
Exhibit B. Not Beauty. Now I'm not saying she isn't pretty but this DEFINITELY doesn't make my heart melt.
I could go on and on but I'm sure you get the point. Beauty does not come from being 5'10 or fitting into size 2 jeans. Be healthy and be happy but know that your beauty comes from within and seeing you all be mothers, wives, and children of God is the most beautiful thing I have ever seen.
Saturday, July 24, 2010
Joie and Blossom
So the other day my friend Whitney came over to hang out for an afternoon and she brought her adorable doggy Blossom. As many of you may know Joie loves dogs, but she was a little too excited to play with Blossom. This was Joie and Blossom after they had been playing for about an hour. The squealing was much more intense about 30 minutes prior to this video. Don't worry, Blossom wasn't hurt, I think she was having as much fun as Joie was.
Wednesday, July 7, 2010
Family Vacation!
Well sorry that we have been MIA the past couple of weeks. We were out of town having WAY too much fun to blog.
We went from Las Vegas to my grandparents house on the colorado river. It is right on the border of California and Arizona and it was SO hot but the water was cool and refreshing and AMAZING.
Andrew left from the river to go back to Provo because he had school and work so I went back to my grandparent other house in Irvine. We had such a blast. My grandparents have 6 turtles and 2 dogs so Joie was in heaven and my cousin Ashley is living with my grandparents this summer and she is one of my best friends so we had SO much fun!!
We had so much fun in Irvine...Joie was so excited to ride the Carousel, she basically begged me. So we got on and as soon as I tried to put her on the horse she freaked out.
So we just rode on the little bench instead...she still thought it was pretty fun.
Joie was quite terrified of the turtles for the first few days but she warmed up to them and asked to play with them pretty much all the time for the last few days we were there.
Joie was having a lot of fun playing with Grandpa and the dogs Sophie and Tyson. Every time she found herself in the kitchen without supervision she would go to the pantry and get doggy treats so she could hand feed the dogs...it was pretty cute and sneaky!
We had a very fun trip but we are VERY excited to be home!!
We started the trip off by staying just one night in Las Vegas with my parents and my brother Ben and sister Tali. They were they on a house hunting trip because they are moving there next month and we are SO excited! Joie is OBSESSED with Aunt Tali and would copy everything she did for hours...it was too cute!
We went from Las Vegas to my grandparents house on the colorado river. It is right on the border of California and Arizona and it was SO hot but the water was cool and refreshing and AMAZING.
Andrew left from the river to go back to Provo because he had school and work so I went back to my grandparent other house in Irvine. We had such a blast. My grandparents have 6 turtles and 2 dogs so Joie was in heaven and my cousin Ashley is living with my grandparents this summer and she is one of my best friends so we had SO much fun!!
We had so much fun in Irvine...Joie was so excited to ride the Carousel, she basically begged me. So we got on and as soon as I tried to put her on the horse she freaked out.
So we just rode on the little bench instead...she still thought it was pretty fun.
Joie was having a lot of fun playing with Grandpa and the dogs Sophie and Tyson. Every time she found herself in the kitchen without supervision she would go to the pantry and get doggy treats so she could hand feed the dogs...it was pretty cute and sneaky!
We had a very fun trip but we are VERY excited to be home!!
Thursday, June 17, 2010
Meet my friend Sarah!
Alright guys listen up, I have a friend named Sarah and she is BEYOND talented! She can literally take any piece of clothing and alter it to be ADORABLE! She is auditioning for "Oprah's search for the next TV star" and you guys have to check HER out! Watch her video and vote for her because she is so amazing! Make sure you watch her video before you vote because you seriously wont be disappointed!
Wednesday, June 16, 2010
Ahhh...Summertime!
Oh how I love summertime. We have just been having so much fun enjoying the warmth! For some reason during the summer I just spend more time thinking about all of my many blessings. I'm so grateful for all the beauty of the earth; how the sun feels on my skin, how the beautiful green grass feels between my toes, and even how beautiful the chirping birds sound at 5 in the morning. I love to just sit at the park and watch all of the beautiful children play (including my own of course) and see how carefree and happy they are. No offense to all you winter lovers out there, but I'm pretty sure you never see children that happy during the cold months!
Enjoying some time with daddy!
Fun day at the splash park!
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