Undies

Is it creepy that I think these are the cutest things in the whole world? They almost make it fun to do laundry!

Nephew #2!!!

Everyone else has already posted about sweet baby Kyle, but I figured I would do it anyway for the select few who don't read all my family's blogs. Kyle Dean Ethington was born January 17th at 9:10 p.m. He weighed 8 lbs. 1 oz and was 20 inches long. He is identical to his daddy. I'm so sad I can't be there, but we will see him in a couple of months!

http://www.homestarrunner.com/tgs14.html

Fish Tales...

Our dear Nemo passed away today. This isn't exactly what he looked like. He had longer fins- more wispy. He really was a beautiful fish. People commented on it all the time. But after looking through literally 45 pages of goldfish pictures, I give up. Why, might you ask, did I waste such an elaborate amount of time looking for a picture of a fish that wasn't even Nemo?! Maybe because I felt guilty that I had never taken a picture of this fish in the 4 (2) years that we owned him. For crying out loud!!!! It's a fish! What am I talking about?!?!?!

So- since this was his second death, we decided to be done with him and actually tell the kids (something we neglected to do with the first passing) he had died and have a little burial for him in the backyard.

As Owen, Hazel, and I were covering his grave with dirt, Nathan walked off to find a rock to cover the grave. Suddenly, from the other side of the fence, we heard a very high-pitched, fishy sounding voice saying "Hey kids. This is the ghost of Nemo. I just wanted to tell you to obey your parents. Peace out."

Then I tried to sing Amazing Grace but Nathan cut me off and said that was a little over the top.

Farewell Nemo....you were a good fish with lots of good tricks. You can not be replaced....so I guess we will have to get a hermit crab.

Scaredy Cat

Against my better judgement, I let Owen play some Goosebumps games on the computer the other day. I no longer let him watch this show because it always causes nightmares, but the games looked pretty harmless. Things like "Create a Monster" where you pick funny body parts, etc. to make up your own monster. This couldn't scare him, right?

Putting him to bed tonight, the following conversation ensued:

Owen: "I'm scared"
Me: "There's nothing to be scared of"
Owen: "I don't want to have bad dreams. Those Goosebumps games scared me and I think I will have bad dreams now."
Me: "But you have to remember that they are only dreams- they are not real. Just funny thoughts that come into your head while you are sleeping."
Owen: "Why?"
Me: "Well....sometimes it has to do with what you were thinking about before you went to sleep, so maybe you should think of something funny before you fall asleep....like a bunch of cats dancing." (first thing that came into my head)
Owen giggled a little bit and then hesitated before saying:
"That's kind of scary."

So I tried to look up some dancing cats to show him, and he's right! They ARE kind of scary.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=J6H6CcGiuFo

How I spent my evening.....

I felt like Alobar (that's for you, Chris) trying to postpone my fate this evening, as I plucked gray hair after gray hair from my head.

How did you spend your evening?

What's the hold up?!

Today, while I was picking up Owen from school, there was a man who decided to park his car right in front of the exit for the pick up line. I mean, every person picking up their child from this school (where there are 900 students) had to swerve around him to get out of the line and back onto the road. As you can imagine, it was holding things up quite a bit and everyone was getting annoyed.

Well, if being Sue Parker's daughter has taught me anything, it's that some people are just too darn oblivious to know that they are being a nuisance, and someone needs to speak up! So of course, I took it upon myself to be that person.

All my windows were rolled down as I swerved around him and I politely yelled out the window (in my most chipper voice), "That's not a very good place to park!"

Now, in my opinion, this was not at all offensive.....that is until Hazel decided to add:

"Yeah, MORON!!!!"

What could I do besides laugh hysterically and speed away?!