Decisions

I have talked before about how I hate making decisions! It is one of my least favorite things as a Mom, all the decisions I have to make not only for myself but for all my boys. There is just constant pressure, and guilt, and stress. These past few weeks I have made some decisions and have not looked back. I am in decisive mode, and it feels great. Here are a few.

I am not going to wear THOSE pants anymore. They are too tight and it is time to bust out the maternity clothes.

We said goodbye to Karate and piano for a season. Spencer is doing scouts and Sam is doing soccer. That is all this family can handle right now, and that is great. This turned out to be such a great decision because their new school is very demanding academically.

Spencer's eye doctor was pressuring us to do surgery again this Fall. No, we are waiting until at least Spring. Easy decision, feels great.

I am painting the baby's room blue. Baby blue is completely banned. We are going for a dark royal blue. I have never painted a baby room before. This baby will feel super special.

I do not prefer double stuffed oreos. I like the cookie to cream ratio in the original oreo. This has taken years of careful reasearch, and I am completely happy with my decision to avoid the double stuffed oreo from now on.

Movie Time

If you need any kind of pick me up, watch this movie. I think I liked it the first time around, but I have watched it twice in the last year when this economy junk is really getting me down. What a great story of hope in hard times! I truly only love movies with happy endings, so this will always be one of my favorites.

I bought this a few years ago hoping one day I could convince my boys to watch it just for their Mom. They have gotten into it, and love to sing the songs. This is just such a great movie! And it is not just for girls, no way. With kite flying, chimney sweeping, carnivals, horse races, spoonfuls of sugar, there is tons for the boys. Oh, and the laughing tea party on the ceiling. Seriously, gets me every time. Love it. They have been singing the songs, and Jeremy taught them to sing "It's a jolly holiday with Molly..." All three of the boys have busted this out randomly in the back of the car, and it melts my heart.

From Babe to Baby

Jeremy turned 35 last week. Wow, time flies. I have to say, he is a total hottie! The Fall time always makes me reminisce about our first meeting. We lived in the same apartment complex at BYU. I had just moved in and there was a knock at the door. I answered the door, and there he was, my future husband. Under some church membership calling guise, he was going around meeting all of the girls. Hilarious. But, we totally fell for it. Well, at least two of my roommates fell for him that is. I like to think that we did not start dating right away because he was so blown away by my beauty that he had to take a few months to get up the courage. Anyway, by Winter semester we were great friends, hanging out quite a bit without a whiff of romance in the air. I like to think there must have been some great reason why we needed to be in each other's lives that year, but from a distance. I remember him getting accepted to Harvard, and my parents trying to convince me I should try and be more than just friends with him. No way, we are just great pals. Then Spring term rolls around, and Jeremy and I along with two other people in complete denial of their future together end up spending every possible moment we were not at work together. I started to notice whenever we were in the same room together we had to be next to each other, had to have a little physical contact. The addiction had begun. After about a month of that, we fell completely head over heels. We just looked at each other one day and knew we had to be together or we would just die. Okay, maybe that was me, but I think he felt it too. He was kind of dramatic back in those days too! Wow, what a journey we have taken together so far. And however cliche, he still is my BFF!

Princess Time

My very thoughtful and knowing Sister in Laws gave me a very welcome and needed surprise. Thanks for all the goodies, I loooooved it! The pink will go on at my house, always!

Who am I???

A few weeks ago I finally found a delicious gluten free bread recipe. So, now I make bread regularly. Just in time for school!! This has made such a difference. Now he can finally have peanut butter sandwiches again.

Yes, I canned peaches yesterday. Thank goodness for friends who know what they are doing! I might try pears next week. What? I know its crazy, but satisfying too. Jeremy has been impressed with my new homemaking skills. One of his expectations when we got married was for his wife to sew curtains for our house. That might never happen, but I can store fruit!

Bus Drama: Day 4

Yesterday I drilled Spencer for the 100th time what he needed to do when the bus arrived at school. This time he said, "Mom, you get off the bus and run as fast as you can."

Yep, that pretty much sums up my boys bus experience so far. They are both riding the bus for the first time. Every day their bus has been late, late for picking them up, late arriving at school. Their bus is the last bus to arrive at the school, and so far has always arrived after the bell rings. Of course I know all of this because I have been stalking my boys and their bus in the morning. I didn't know I should have been doing sprint training with my boys leading up to school, but that is pretty much what has been going on. They are usually locked out of their classrooms, and that is what they are racing to avoid. Today I didn't go to the school. It was hard for me. Spencer stopped wanting me there after the first day and pretended not to see me, which was adorable. Sam had requested my help the last two days, but insisted he could do it by himself this morning. Hope they are not still standing outside the building!