Harsh Reality

Adam has been loving school---except for rest time (he thinks that is sooooo boring!). Yesterday, while walking him home, I asked him if he missed me while at school. He said "no". I asked, "do you think about me during school?". "No". Alrighty-then.

Adam started Kindergarten

Adam started school yesterday. He was very nervous Sunday evening but by Monday morning he had calmed down and did great. In fact, this morning he was so excited he ran all the way to school. Can you tell he likes Ben 10? We surprised him with a new backpack and lunchbag.
Matt wanted to be in a picture, too. Don't let his frown fool you. He thinks it's great that Adam is in school all day--'cause now he 'rules the roost'.

Snowbird Trip

The boys and I had a fun trip to Snowbird, Utah. Snowbird is a resort in the mountains near Salt Lake City. Since our family and relatives have been going there for about 30 years, you can imagine we have taken pictures at the same spots for each of those years--the view is the same, the styles and sizes change. So, this year I decided to take photos from different spots--or at least try to.

Aunt Holly, Matt, Heidi and 'happy' Adam at Hidden Peak--11,000 feet
Our get-together with our Clason cousins. You can see some of the offspring are more excited to be photographed than others.

Adam and Matthew playing in a fort they found.

Heidi, on the hike up to Hidden Peak--11,000 feet. Go Jayhawks!

Matt and Aunt Holly riding the chairlift up to the Alpine Slide. Grandma Leonard and great-Grandma Ruth in the background.

Uncle Derek, cousin Greta, Adam and Matthew

Matthew, cousin Evan, Aunt Holly and Adam

Bon Voyage!

The boys and I are leaving for Snowbird, Utah tomorrow morning. We'll be gone for a week. The boys are very excited about going on the airplane. Matt asks me all the time if he 'gets to go on the plane today'. Finally, this morning I was able to say we're going tomorrow. So, I'm signing off for the week.

Finally.....Photos

So, our camera has been 'on strike' for the past couple of weeks. However, an agreement on a contract has been settled and everthing is a go-go. We took some pictures before church yesterday.

Matt has three favorites things to say right now. When he wakes up, first thing, he asks, "is it mornin' time?" He is definitely an early bird. He also LOVES to ask us, all day long, "can you play a game with me?" And lastly, for anything he thinks is great, he says, "that's fantastic!".
Adam calls this his funny pose.

And this is his cool pose.

Isn't Thursday Supposed To Be Boring?

So, I got up this morning thinking 'it's Thursday'---you know, boring ol' Thursday. We drove down to Liberal for Adam's appt. with his OCD doctor. He wouldn't say a word to her--completely mute for 30 minutes. He calls his OCD "Mr. Worry". Mr. Worry has been bugging him again, telling him his hands stink and telling him he has to sniff them. Outwardly, I was calm during the appt, but in my head I was thinking of the $100 it was costing me for Adam to stare blankly at the doctor.
After the appt, we went to the park. There were two other kids there. Normally I encourage Adam and Matt to be friendly and play with kids. However, these two were brats. They kept yelling at A&M to not play here or don't play on that. Their mom simply sat there and didn't care if her children were acting rude. Normally, too, I'll help other kids at the playground that need help climbing up something or need a push on a swing, but I simply ignored these two. And then, when their mom finally got them to leave the park, the little girl said, "stupid mom". Adam whispered in my ear, "I'm glad that's not our sister". I said, "Me, too. Our sister would never act that way."
Once the boys were tired and thirsty, we went to Burger King for lunch. We got our food, opened the chocolate milk, and Matt pee-ed on the floor. I don't know what it is with Matt and Burger King. The last time we went there he was running around so much in the play area that he threw up. So, I cleaned up the floor, grabbed our food, went to the car, stripped Matt down, put him in his carseat naked, and drove home--70 miles. What an adventure--all within two hours. So, hopefully, the rest of our Thursday will be boring. We'll see.

Why Do We Subject Ourselves?

Are parents gluttons for punishment? Why do we think staying in a hotel with our kids will be fun? Did we forget the last time we stayed in a hotel with the kids? Last Friday we went to Wichita. We found a great deal on a hotel so we decided to stay overnight. It will be fun, right??? It wasn't the 100 times I told them not to jump off the bed; it wasn't the 100 times I told them it was after 11pm and time to go to sleep. It was the 3:30am wake-up call from Adam asking me how long the night was going to last. I said, "Go back to bed." He then said, "I don't know if it's sweat, pee, or water, but I'm wet." Ugggh!! We discovered Matt had wet the bed. So, at 3:30am we were giving Adam a bath (he's a germaphobe--there's NO WAY he would have simply wiped the pee off), changing Matt's clothes, stripping the bed, and then all four of us climbing into one bed. The boys finally went back to sleep at 5am. I whispered to Robert, "why do we ever think it's fun to stay in a hotel with the kids?" He just laughed. The rest of our stay went well. We did the necessary trips to Chuck E. Cheese and ToysRUs. Robert's already wanting to stay overnight in Denver next month. I'm just thinking, "are you nuts?"