The other night it was just Cars and I in the car from Casper to Gillette. We had a great time. He was told by Chet that it was his job to keep me awake on the way home. When he told me that, I told him that I sure love his dad. I then asked him why he thought I loved dad so much. Without hesitation he says, while sticking his thumb in the air like he was counting:
1- His ability (no kidding, he used that word) to back up a trailer.
2- He has the ability to do lots of different things.
3- He shaves so that you can make out with him (I hate facial hair so he always shaves and tells the boys it's so their mom will make out with him.)
4- He takes care of you (at which time I asked him what kinds of things he did to take care of me, and he replied:
For one, he drives when you are scared (Chet hates how I drive canyons, so I drive until we hit a canyon, like Evanston to Heber, and then Chet drives because HE hates my driving, not because I'm scared. Too cute that is his perception!)
He pays for your gas.
He changes your blinker
I then asked him, What about the way he does what Heavenly Father asks of him. He shrugs and says, oh yeah, that too, like it was nothing.
I love to hear things from my boys perspective. The reasons he gave, although true, would hit the list at about 40 or less in priority. TO BACK UP A TRAILER! What the heck! Good thing I didn't pick a husband for those kinda qualities. I love Chet more than I could ever express. I know the boys perspective will constantly be changing as to the reasons why. Although they weren't the ones I would hope he would see, I love he KNOWS without any doubt that I do. That I love him to the moon and back!!!
Monday, June 30, 2014
Wednesday, June 4, 2014
Sayings...
Some cute sayings that we've heard lately:
While camping Carter was getting really upset because the smoke was following him. I told him that Papa used to always say that smoke followed beauty. Now the last 3 times we've been around a camp fire, Caden responds to anyone that complains about the smoke in their face by saying, "It follows pretty!" It sounds so dang funny. We laugh every time, and he is clueless as to why we are laughing.
While delivering papers last week, Caden was leaning out the back window to put papers in peoples boxes. I kept telling him that he had to get inside the car before I would drive off. I was getting impatient after about the 100th time of asking, so I said that his center of gravity had to be in more or he would fall out. He asked what that meant and I told him that his waist and lower had to be in the car. So at the next house he says, "Go mom! My belt gravity is in." He was dead serious and says it every house we come to now! He must have thought waist... belt, and renamed it belt gravity. OK!
My little neighbor boy is 4 yrs old. He is HIGHLY ADHD (that is not a fake label, I promise) and a little autistic. He is super cute, and he LOVES Cars. He thinks that he hung the moon, and Cars loves to play with him. He teaches him soccer and all kinds of other things. (A VERY good talent of Carson! He loves old people, and little kids, especially this Hayden) Well the other day, the boys were playing on the slip and slide and all the neighbors were coming over. Hayden say through the gate what they were doing and asked his mom if he could play in Carson's sprinkle water. Now all the neighborhood calls the slip and slide the sprinkle water.
So many more, but I cannot remember them now. That is why I need to get WAY better at writing them down right away! New goal this summer!
While camping Carter was getting really upset because the smoke was following him. I told him that Papa used to always say that smoke followed beauty. Now the last 3 times we've been around a camp fire, Caden responds to anyone that complains about the smoke in their face by saying, "It follows pretty!" It sounds so dang funny. We laugh every time, and he is clueless as to why we are laughing.
While delivering papers last week, Caden was leaning out the back window to put papers in peoples boxes. I kept telling him that he had to get inside the car before I would drive off. I was getting impatient after about the 100th time of asking, so I said that his center of gravity had to be in more or he would fall out. He asked what that meant and I told him that his waist and lower had to be in the car. So at the next house he says, "Go mom! My belt gravity is in." He was dead serious and says it every house we come to now! He must have thought waist... belt, and renamed it belt gravity. OK!
My little neighbor boy is 4 yrs old. He is HIGHLY ADHD (that is not a fake label, I promise) and a little autistic. He is super cute, and he LOVES Cars. He thinks that he hung the moon, and Cars loves to play with him. He teaches him soccer and all kinds of other things. (A VERY good talent of Carson! He loves old people, and little kids, especially this Hayden) Well the other day, the boys were playing on the slip and slide and all the neighbors were coming over. Hayden say through the gate what they were doing and asked his mom if he could play in Carson's sprinkle water. Now all the neighborhood calls the slip and slide the sprinkle water.
So many more, but I cannot remember them now. That is why I need to get WAY better at writing them down right away! New goal this summer!
Sunday, June 1, 2014
Round Two...
As most everyone knows, Cael used to run away all the time. It was super scary. Luckily, he grew out of it, and the last 2ish years have been great. He is such a good little boy. Everyone loves Cael. He makes friends very easily, and knows exactly what he wants (to eat, hair, clothes, etc) Well, he has started it again. This time, he knows exactly what he's doing.
After church on Sundays, both Chet and I have many things to do. The older boys like to help Chet with the chairs and trash and all his things. Most times, one boy will come get the keys from me and they all seem to end up in the Yukon. As I'm leaving, I text Chet to tell him how many boys are left at the church (we have been known to make it home one short) Cael was the only boy missing. A family from the ward came running in the church to let us know Cael was walking home. Our church is just one street in from one of the busiest streets in Gillette, Lakeway. He was to that street and just walking, sick of waiting.Punk!
I was leaving to ride my bike to a friends house about 3/4 of a mile away. The older boys were coming with me, and Cael wanted to join us. I told him that he would have to come with Chet in a few minutes. He was very upset and told me that he could ride his scooter. I said no and left. Chet could not find Cael about 10 min later so he decided to come on down, thinking I took Cael with me. He found Cael one house away from their house, on his scooter, without any shoes. Total Punk!
He has done several more like this. It is downright scary, because he knows exactly what he is doing, and has no fear. He doesn't fear being alone, running out of energy, getting lost, nothing! He just knows what he wants, and GOES. I told him that he cannot just do something like that, that he needed to ask us. He told me, "I did and you said no so I just did it. You should have said yes and then you would know where I was." He is a tough one because no form of punishment seems to effect him. He doesn't mind being alone in his room, if you spank him he just looks at you with big fat tears and doesn't change a thing, you take away something and he just finds something else. He is my smartest, most manipulative, fearless boy. The only thing that seems to work is to take away his dessert at night. He will eat ANYTHING if he likes dessert. Will I survive, and more importantly, will he!
After church on Sundays, both Chet and I have many things to do. The older boys like to help Chet with the chairs and trash and all his things. Most times, one boy will come get the keys from me and they all seem to end up in the Yukon. As I'm leaving, I text Chet to tell him how many boys are left at the church (we have been known to make it home one short) Cael was the only boy missing. A family from the ward came running in the church to let us know Cael was walking home. Our church is just one street in from one of the busiest streets in Gillette, Lakeway. He was to that street and just walking, sick of waiting.Punk!
I was leaving to ride my bike to a friends house about 3/4 of a mile away. The older boys were coming with me, and Cael wanted to join us. I told him that he would have to come with Chet in a few minutes. He was very upset and told me that he could ride his scooter. I said no and left. Chet could not find Cael about 10 min later so he decided to come on down, thinking I took Cael with me. He found Cael one house away from their house, on his scooter, without any shoes. Total Punk!
He has done several more like this. It is downright scary, because he knows exactly what he is doing, and has no fear. He doesn't fear being alone, running out of energy, getting lost, nothing! He just knows what he wants, and GOES. I told him that he cannot just do something like that, that he needed to ask us. He told me, "I did and you said no so I just did it. You should have said yes and then you would know where I was." He is a tough one because no form of punishment seems to effect him. He doesn't mind being alone in his room, if you spank him he just looks at you with big fat tears and doesn't change a thing, you take away something and he just finds something else. He is my smartest, most manipulative, fearless boy. The only thing that seems to work is to take away his dessert at night. He will eat ANYTHING if he likes dessert. Will I survive, and more importantly, will he!
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