CHER

S0 I bought tickets today to go see Cher. My mom turned 50 last October and so my sister and I decided for her b-day we would take her to see CHER. She is a HUGE fan! It just so happens that she has a show in Vegas now at the Colosseum at Ceasers Palace. How about that...lol...I know, I know, this may make a few people jealous. (I am trying not to brag) I think the best part of the whole thing will be watching my mother. Oh the pictures I plan on taking! Never in my life did I think I would do this, but I am sure it will be FUN! Wish me luck...or something!HAHAHA!!!

SoMe FuNnY sTuFf!!!

So many of you are so good and making sure to blog the cute things that your kids say. I love to read them too. So I thought that I should make sure I blog some of the cute things that have been said to me lately...
Gillyin..."Mom, so you know how Heston is always mean to me? He will go to the bottom world, right?"...me.."He can repent for being mean to you."...Gillyin.."He is gonna be busy then"
Rob had set Griffyn on the kitchen counter in her car seat and went to do something outside. I got home and walked inside and Heston was on the counter trying to give her, her binki and talking to her. He then said..."Mom, she was crying and I didn't want her to cry all by herself."
Today Fisher had two big ol' bugers in his nose. I tried and tried to get him to let me wipe his nose, but it was a fight so I stopped. He then went outside to ride his bike. When it was time to pick up Heston from school I went outside and his nose was clean. I asked him,"What happened to your bugers?" Fisher says, "I ate all"and opened his mouth. I asked,"You ate your bugers?" His answer, "Yea!"....BOYS!

A to Z-TAG

A--Attached or Single: attached, Rob and I have been married 7.5 years!
B--Best Friend: Emily...I agree here...I would have to say Rob!
C--Cake or Pie: KEY LIME CHEESE CAKE from the Cheese Cake Factory
D--Day of Choice: Fridays...always have loved Fridays. For some reason it's a day when I try find something cute to wear. Guess I am hoping I will get taken on a date!
E--Essential Item: Wow...this is hard. I will say my vacuum. Without it I be living in a sea of crumbs, dirt, and paper scraps!
F--Favorite Color: Brown
G--Greatest Accomplishment: Not sure if you would consider this an accomplishment but, being able to have a business from home. It is great to be home with my kids!
H--Hometown: Richfield, Ut
I--Indulgences: Pepsi
J--January or July: July.
K--Kids: Four...and yes that is a lot Emily!
L--Life is incomplete without: My family...life is so crazy, but if Rob ever takes the kids for a little while after about an hour I am going crazy wanting them to come back home!
M--Marriage Date: Sept.7, 2001
N--Number of Siblings: 3...older sister and brother and younger brother
O--Oranges or Apples: Apples
P--Phobias or fears: Phobias...anything that crawls or flys! Fears...losing someone I love. I never have had a loved one pass away.
Q--Quotes: I have lots...I read one today that was,"If you can't stand behind our soldiers, try standing in front of them" Love that!
R--Reason to Smile: Shopping
S--Season: Fall
T--Tag 5 Friends: Ashley B., Ashley R.,Alesha, Heidi, Liz
U--Unknown fact about you:I have 2 tattoos...the reason your only 19 once!
V--Very favorite store: TARGET!!!
W--Worst habit: Not being able to tell people "no"
X--X-ray or Ultra Sound: Both I guess...have had my share of both.
Y--Your favorite food: Authentic Mexican
Z--Zodiac: Cancer

Back to work....Aahhhhhh!

I have been back to work for a little over a week now! Yes...I think I must be crazy. Last week was the WORST, because Griffyn still was not sleeping at night and so the only rest I would get was between 7:30AM and 9:00 AM! Then get the boys ready and myself and then Griffyn. I scheduled all my appointments for the afternoon and it is a dang good thing because it seriously took all morning to accomplish the getting ready task! Every time I would get the baby asleep and lay her down in her cradle Fisher would have to go and hug and kiss her and then she would wake up and want to be held. So this was me...shower...hold the baby...get dressed...hold the baby...tell Fisher to leave her alone...start my make-up...hold the baby...remind Fisher to leave her alone...finish make-up...hold the baby...YELL at Fisher for waking her up again...say a prayer that I could get through the morning...! I kept thinking to myself, how am I ever going to do this? When we went to the baby show in Vegas last Sept. we got this wrap called a MOBE. That thing is a life saver...FOR SURE! It is like a 20 foot long piece of fabric that you wrap a special way around you and then it creates a pocket to put the baby in and then you can do a million things while holding the baby, but have your hands free to do everything! I wore it a lot last week and even did hair while wearing it! I was exhausted by 7:00 PM and wasn't sure if I could really go back to work and be a mom of 4. It was overwhelming to say the least...especially because I forgot Gillyin at the high school and was 10 minutes late picking her up and I forgot to send Heston's Valentines with him to take to pre-school. I was really feeling like the WORST mother ever by the end of the week. I have got to come up with some sort of organization! Women had told me, "Oh, after 3 kids you could have 10", this is what I say to that..."THAT IS BIG FAT LIE!" I know that things will get easier once we get a routine down. It actually has gotten a little easier this week. Griffyn has slept better at night, which makes a huge difference. Now if I could hire a maid life would be perfect! (maybe not perfect, but at least my house would be clean)

A cute little story for VALENTINES

I thought this was so sweet! I found it while checking my e-mail. Since today is he big V-day...thought I would share it. It put a smile on my face because situations like this are an everyday part of our lives and sometimes they turn into the most precious and meaningful!

Work and Play
A few months ago, when my husband and I transitioned our son, Sawyer, into a big-boy bed, he refused to nap alone. We explained that we couldn't sleep with him; there was no room in his bed. Of course, he found a loophole. "Sleep next to my bed," he said. "There's room on my rug." Except he kept peeking over his guardrail to giggle at the sight of us. "Use my blanket and build a tent and you lie under it on the rug," he said, "so I don't see you." From our hideout in the tent, we kept still, listening to our little boy rustling like a safari cub. When Sawyer's breath began to ebb and flow more evenly, I plotted our escape in my mind, then blurted out loud, "Uh oh." Sawyer stirred. I whispered the problem in Geoffrey's ear: "I left my glasses on his nightstand." Geoffrey ducked out to rescue my specs. Sawyer rolled over on his pillow, sighed, and smacked his lips. Geoffrey barely made it back into the tent without waking him. If we tried to leave now, we'd risk Sawyer's hearing the creak of floorboards, the doorknob's click, our dog panting in the hallway. We didn't dare. We stayed put. Strewn about the rug, the whole Crayola rainbow, plastic dinosaurs, and hardened crumbs of Play-Doh. Along the rug's perimeter, Sawyer had lined up an assortment of toy cars that belonged to my husband when he was a boy. Geoffrey plucked a tiny metal wagon from the lot and whispered in my ear, "I used to put a peanut in this." He hitched it to an old-fashioned yellow car and towed it over my shoulder. It tickled. He put his hand over my mouth to stifle my laugh. I heard a crayon break under the weight of my back. But Sawyer was breathing deeply now, having drifted into the peaceable hum of sleep. I thought we would ready ourselves to leave. Instead, Geoffrey picked up the stubby end of a green crayon and a ragged piece of construction paper. He drew a hangman hook and the dotted lines of a secret message. I grinned. Geoffrey rolled the crayon toward me so that I could use it to guess a letter. Then I rolled it back to him. I got the first few wrong. One by one, Geoffrey drew a head, a long center line for the body, both legs and a foot. He had the same smirk on his face as when he beats me at tennis — not at all sorry. "Give up?" he mouthed, then filled in the puzzle: You are my sunshine. With the length of my arm, I swept away the mess and snuggled in close.

"Oh Driffyn!"

Fisher has been the greatest big brother! He LOVES his baby sister. I can't even count how many times a day he asks to hold her. Gilly and Heston might ask once or twice a day. When she cries now Fisher will say, "Oh Driffyn...Oh Driffyn". It's pretty cute. The other morning he just laid in bed by her for a good 20 minutes and entertained her. I was amazed! She is starting to stay awake more...she looks a little confused in this picture (I am sure she is SICK of the flash from the camera). Griffyn had her 2 week Dr.'s app. today and she wieghed 7lbs. 8oz. and was 21.5 inches. I couldn't believe how much she has grown:(! SO sad. I think that all that wieght is in her cheeks! She is such a good baby, but when she is hungry she SCREAMS! She thinks she is starving to death. That's the only time she ever cries. We still need to figure out the sleeping at night situation! These black things under my eyes are just getting darker and darker!