When one becomes sick or hurt, the most effective place to recover is on Bubby and Poppa's bed. Just so you know.
Our Saturday Plans included lunch and a photo shoot with the family of one of my oldest friends, baths and lounging at Bubby and Poppa's house, and a fun-filled evening of dinner and a show with the family. In my humble opinion, a pretty close to perfect Saturday!
Our Saturday Reality included lunch and a photo shoot with the family of one of my oldest friends, a tumble on the playground during said photo shoot, a trip to the ER where we got a CT scan of the five-year-old's head, and a diagnosis of swelling but no bleeding in that cute little noggin. Followed by happy meals and a movie on Bubby and Poppa's bed.
I'm thinking we probably should have stuck with plan A.
So we planned on getting to bed right on time on Monday. And things were going perfectly. Right on schedule. Until Mike showed up at our door right as we were heading up the stairs for bed. Mike was one of Dan's seminary students. Now he's got a wife and a cute little girl. So he makes me feel old. But we like him a lot, so we stayed up and visited. And that's why we were tired on Tuesday.
Finally, on Tuesday, I got some boys into bed right on time. But me? Well, we got new furniture for the family room last week, and the yellow walls just had to go. So I painted. And painted. It's not quite done, so you'll have to wait a while longer for the after pics. That's why the boys felt great and I was tired on Wednesday.
But as we all well know, there's no rest for the weary. So I dragged my tired little (okay, not so little) bum out of bed and into the kitchen on Wednesday. I hosted the Teacher Dinner at Gatorland, the culmination of weeks of planning, days of shopping and cooking, and hours of setting up, serving, and cleaning. It was worth it to thank our teachers. I think. And that's why we were tired on Thursday.
Today I had a nice long to-do list. But by the end of the day there were no little checks on it. That's right, other than a quick ego-boost in kindergarten (I wore pink, and apparently that makes one beautiful to five-year-old girls), I did absolutely nothing today. It was nice.
But that to-do list will be waiting for me tomorrow. And it's time to break the cycle. Good night!
I am 29 years old and I am going gray. Really, I have more than my fair share of gray hairs already. I'd like to blame it on genetics - my great-grandmother had gone completely white well before she hit 29. But I don't think genetics is the answer in this case. No, I blame my five year old.
Camden is a wild man. He is also sweet and loving and fun.
I believe that the Lord gives us prompting - even warnings - through the Spirit. And I believe He's been giving me some pretty strong warnings about this boy for quite some time. As in, since he was a newborn. I've known since Camden was born that, despite the fact that he was my quiet, calm, easy baby (the complete opposite of his brother), I was going to have to be very careful and protective of him.
See, I have nightmares. Not the kind of nightmares you have after watching a scary movie (I don't do that) or telling ghost stories by the campfire (I'd rather sing silly songs). No, I have very powerful nightmares, and they are always about Camden.
When he was tiny I used to have dreams of him disappearing from his crib. I'd go to check on him in the middle of the night and instead of my sweet baby I would be greeted by a scary adult hand coming out of the crib to grab at me. Or I would hear him crying and I would get up to go take care of him. Only he wouldn't be in his crib, the cries would be coming from the basement. And I would know, as I got to the top of the stairs, that somebody had him down there, and I was alone, and if I went down they would hurt me and then I wouldn't be able to save my baby. Or even let anyone know he was in danger. I spent many sleepless nights, even after he started sleeping through the night, just watching my baby sleep. Because those dreams were so scary.
It's been a few years since I last dreamed about Camden being harmed. But last night my Camden nightmares came back. Last night, in my dream, I watched him fall two stories to the concrete floor below. Thankfully, I woke up as I was running to where he would have landed, so at least I was spared the image of my little boy on the ground after that fall. It was terrible enough as it was.
I can't help but wonder, what does this all mean? Why do I dream such horrible things about my sweet little boy? And it's not because I'm a crazy, paranoid parent (I hope!). Have I ever dreamed that Jake was in danger? No, not once. But Camden, all the time.
I think I am being warned. He is a special little boy. He is smart and cute and has incredible energy and charisma. I have no doubt that he is going to go very far in life. But he is fearless. He thinks the crime is worth the punishment. He doesn't believe me when I tell him something is dangerous or will hurt. He'd rather discover those things for himself. And I have to watch him like a hawk. Because he is a great kid and will be a great man. As long as I can get him safely to adulthood.
Sometimes I worry that I won't be up to the task. But as much as I hate having nightmares about my baby, I also have to give thanks for them. As scary as it is to wake up convinced that my little boy just fell two stories, I am grateful that it didn't really happen. And I am grateful for the warnings I receive, as his mother, to watch and care for this special little boy. I know that because of these dreams I pay more attention and am more careful to watch and to teach him to watch for danger.
I just wish these warnings would be a little less stressful for me. My hair can't take it.
We sure did have a fun time this Halloween! Granny and Poppy came to cheer on our morning soccer games and then we headed off to fill our candy buckets.
First stop, Trunk-or-Treat with all our best buddies in the church parking lot.
Jake and Grant have got to be the cutest clone troopers I've ever seen. I dare you to disagree.
Camden was much more interested in the hot dogs than the candy. So while the rest of the kids gorged on their candy, Cam found himself a quiet spot to enjoy his dog. Sometimes I wonder who's child he really is.
Upon finishing the hot dog, Camden promptly disappeared. And I mean, he was GONE. As in, after a solid 15 minutes of an all out search this mommy was getting pretty panicky. And then a little voice called out from a tree... That's right, he'd been in a tree. Seems Anakin is pretty great at camouflage. Brown jedi clothes + brown leaves = Panicked Mommy.
So, we found the young Skywalker and headed home to get ready for round two.
Jake was astonished (and a bit ticked) at the number of other Star Wars characters we ran into in our neighborhood. Apparently he thought his costume choice was really original. I couldn't bring myself to explain to him that his costume choice has been overused every year since before his parents were born.
At the end of almost two hours of trick-or-treating in the rain with a group of very excited little boys, we came home to inspect the goods.
Now, boys are at school and I'm home alone with the candy. This could be fun...
Camden, to Nico: "Don't worry. You'll know Bubby because you will feel the love."
Jake: "Sometimes I crack myself up. Like right now, when I wrote this first part of my comic strip. Good job, me!"
Camden: "Remember this, women are crazy. Choose wisely whom you will marry."
Jake, totally offended: "Dad, Cam says Jake's Turd is too small!"
Camden: "Sometimes I dream that I'm at school and I don't have any pants or underpants on. I'm in the hallway and lots of other classes are going by. And I think, 'Maybe they won't notice.' Actually, I dream that a lot."
Kindergardner, staring at my giant belly: "What do you have in there?"
Primary Leader: "If you put good things into your body, good things will come out of it!"
Jake: "...plain and circle." Mommy: "I think you mean plain and simple." Jake: "What's that?" Camden: "What do you calli t when you escape from jail?" Mommy and Daddy: ? Camden: "You know! It's a piece of meat!" Mommy and Daddy: "Oh! On the lamb!"
Camden: "I'm at an amusement park and I'm amused!"
Camden: "This is a hang-out!" I'm pretty sure he meant "hold-up."
Primary leader, to Sunbeam: "Do you remember the day you were created?" Why were Dan and I the only ones dying over that one? Bubby: "Wouldn't it be neat if we had millions of dollars? We could live in a big castle and have servants to cook and clean for us." Camden: "Mom!"
Camden, at IHOP: "This place serves pancakes all day? Even at breakfast?!"
Mommy: "Camden, what are you doing?" Camden: "Trying to look like Mr. Bean."
Daddy: :Move your bum." Camden: "Just sit on it."
Jake: "That. Movie. Was. Awesome."
Mommy: "Camden, you are going to fall and crack your head open and we are going to be in the hospital for Christmas." Camden: "That's okay. You can bring the toys to me there."
Mommy, after passing Jake leaving the room in a huff: "Are you playing nicely?" Camden: "No." At least he's honest.
Camden: "The nuts are what hold on the penis."
Jake: "When I feel something gooey I take my finger out of my nose."
Camden: "You are being mean! Just like Daddy was this weekend!" Jake: "Yeah, Mom. We expect it from Daddy, but I'm really disappointed in you!"
Camden, after getting the flu-mist: "Can I still pick my nose?"
Camden: "Let's stay up all night and we can be vegetarians!"
Buddy: "Why do you have so many scriptures? They're all over your house!"
Camden: "You never know where you'll be when you need to learn the gospel."
Camden, on why he doesn't need aloe on his sunburn: "I'm a man."
Camden, after dissecting a slug: "Now I know what our brains look like, because everyone's brains are the same. Except dinosaurs."
Jake: "Boys are tough and strong so they can take care of girls." Camden: "And girls are sweet and nice so they can be spies."
Jake, after a talk by President Boyd K. Packer: "I really like that old guy."
About a worm... Camden: "The first bite tasted good, but the second bite didn't. So I put the rest back in the dirt."
Camden: "Owen said he's my BFF forever."
Camden, on why he couldn't sleep: "Jake is annoying me by smiling." (editor's note: the room was pitch black...)
Jake, after eating too much popcorn: "I ate them two-by-two instead of one-by-one!"
Jake, about a video game: "This one has mutant children." Bubby: "What are mutant children?" Jake: "They're just like smaller mutants."
Jake: "So you'd rather have kids and look like this than not have kids and look cute."
Jonah (a little buddy): "That smells like dog!" Jen: "What does?" Jonah, pointing at the dog: "That."
Camden, wielding sword: "Jake! Compare to die!"
Camden: "Can I have a leatherneck for snack?" He wanted fruit leather. No, we don't eat Marines at our house.
Mommy: "Camden, you have to keep your clothes on at church."
Camden, half a second after taking the last bite of ice cream: "Hey! Where's my ice cream?!" Yes, he was serious.
Clark: "The Halloween hotdog is really under-appreciated."
Camden: "Look! A dummy!"
Mommy: "I think that's a mummy."
Camden, singing: "Got mud on your face, You're a big cheesecake..."
Camden: "I think I'm going to have a pretty wife because you have a pretty husband."
Natalie (the cute little sister of a buddy): "Whoever wins gets the girl - which is me!"
Camden: "What are we having for dinner tonight?"
Mommy: "I haven't decided yet."
Camden: "I hope you don't decide until it's time to eat!"
Camden: "Because then we can have mac-n-cheese! Or nuggets!"
Hairdresser: "What's your last name?"
I told her.
Hairdresser: "Are you sure?"
Camden: "I really love Jesus. I wish I could be just like Him."
Jake, about go-karting: "This is the first time I've ever experienced anything like this!"
Curious George Narrator: "Being a cat, Noki found it exhausting to watch somebody else doing so much work."
Jake: "I'm going to marry the prettiest Mormon girl I can find."
Bubby, about a paper airplane: "Straighten your nose."
Jake turns and tries to straighten his nose. You know, the one on his face!
Jake: "How long have you had your diamond ring?"
Mommy: "Nine years."
Jake: "Wow! You must be really old!"
Jake, on his way up to the second floor of the Marine Corps Museum: "I get a nerf attack when I go up high. But don't worry. I won't pee all over the place."
Fran: "It must be hard being a teenager. Making sure the world keeps revolving around you."
Jake: "I'm just crazy about Heather!"
(Heather is our super-cute babysitter.)
a long-distance phone conversation... Jake: "Dad, you wouldn't believe the terrible things that have been going on around here since you left." Daddy: "Oh, you mean like that fit you threw the other day?" Jake: "Yeah."
Camden, in response to Mommy's singing: "Stop making that noise!"
Della: "They're just your average buffoons, like me."
Camden, sound asleep: "Mom! Look! He took his eyebrows off!"
Camden, on the phone with Daddy: "So, how been you doing down there? ... "I bet you better wear your flack jacket every day!" (Oh, Mommy sure hopes not!)
little girl leaving wedding reception: "I met a lot of grown-ups tonight! That was so fun!"
Camden, sitting on my lap: "Mom, your freckles are prickling me!" I guess I need to shave...
Jake: "Camden, I'm in love with Taylor Swift." Della (who is bald): "Now I know why people have hair!" Jake: "I have something in my head that's called 'imagination.' I just imaginate all the time!"
Heather (our way-cute babysitter): "So, Camden, which do you like better, Star Wars or Transformers?" Camden: "Well, persniply..." (I didn't here his answer, I was busy giggling.)
Camden: "Today was a great day! We went straight to school and then straight to Jonah's house and then straight to Jake's school and then straight to piano and then straight to crack my head open and then straight to our game!"
Jake was less than pleased with dinner... Camden: "Jake, I don't want to hear your anger about this!"
During family scripture study... Mommy: "So Lehi was in a field..." Camden: "And he saw a COW!" Jake: "With white fruit growing on it!" (followed by much giggling) Yes, we're very reverent.
Jake fell off the couch... Mommy: "What did you hit?" Jake: "The ground!"
Jake: "I think it hurts worse than the dickens!"
Jake: "I'm a venomous snake!" Camden: "I'll get you, vitamin snake!"
Jake, upon seeing the blanket of snow this morning: "This is the day I've been waiting for my whole life!"
Mommy told Camden he had to finish his lunch before he could go play... Camden: "If you don't stop being mean, I'm not going to...well, I'll still like you...but...uhhh!"
Jake, half-asleep: "I want to give you a hug, but I can't seem to get up."
Dan: "I think Camden might be smart. It's possible. Don't you think?"
Camden was all excited that we were getting a new bishop...until the new bishop got up to bear his testimony. Camden, disappointed: "That's not Arock Obama!"
Jake: "Are you telling me that I have to go downstairs and get myself in trouble?!"
Camden: "All fingers up!" When something tastes too good for just two thumbs.
Jake starts climbing over someone's fence. Della: "Jake, what are you doing?!" Jake: "I want to climb on that roof!"
Daddy and Camden were having a bit of a disagreement... Jake (starts laughing): "I love watching you two fight!" Thanks for breaking the tension, Jake!
Jake: "Uncle Clark has a huge meatball!" I think he meant "mole."
Teacher: "Jake, you're so smart. I know you're going to be in AP classes, like history, when you're in high school." Jake: "Well, I have other choices. I like Army stuff and art too. I have lots of choices." Teacher: "You really are smart!"
Camden: "You're over-reacting, Jake!" Jake: "What does that mean?" Camden: "I don't know."
A case of a little misunderstanding... Daddy: "Oh, that's only for people who have happiness." Camden: "I do have a penis!"
mommy: "Camden I have told you too many times to stop hitting. You know better." Camden: "I know, but my heart told me to do it!"
Jake: "Hey! You're stealing my germs!" (He was really ticked that his brother was using his whistle.)
Jake: "Who's Joe the Plumber?" Daddy: "A plumber named Joe." Jake, astounded: "Then WHY are they always talking about him?!"
Jake: "Mmmm! Mommy, you smell like refreshments!"
Camden (in response to some teasing by Daddy): "Jesus told me that's not true!"
Camden: "I'm so embarrassed!" I think he meant "excited."
At Kindergarten Orientation... Teacher: "The children may not bring any toy weapons to school." Camden: "What about real weapons?"
An example of the differences between my boys. Jake calls it "instruction paper," while Camden calls it "destruction paper." I call it "construction paper.
Camden: "Drinking water helps my spit-powers!"
During Primary... Bishop: "Who knows what faith is?" Camden: "That's one of our cousins!"
Dan: "Boys, tomorrow you'll be in Sharks!" Jake: "But not in sharks' tummies!" (editor's note: Sharks is the next level in swim lessons.)
Dan: "That's the problem with having edible pets."
Jake thought Mayonnaise seemed "impressed." (translation: depressed)
Camden: "I'm glad I'm not a girl. So I don't have those big things on my chest."
Camden, playing soccer: "We're the Remericans!"
Jake, after getting out of the pool: "Mommy, my belly button's acting like a bucket!"
Camden's favorite part of a trip to the grocery store: visiting with the "hamsters!" (translation: lobsters)
Mommy: "Camden, you're such a big boy!" Camden: "No I'm not." Mommy: "Are you a little boy?" Camden: "No!" Mommy: "What are you?" Camden: "I'm thirsty!"
Jake was on the phone with Bubby and couldn't think of the word he wanted to use. Jake: "Bubby, my brain just ran out of gas. I'm going to have to fill it up."
Jake: "Daddy, I'm not a brave little toaster!"
Jake: You're doing great, Camden! Camden: What? Jake: You're shooting great! How many baskets have you made? Camden: Zero. Jake: Oh...well...keep trying...
According to Camden, our weather lately has been "gorgeous!" Said with a perfect southern drawl...
Jake, about Poppy's long hike: "Oh, that is really, really, really, really, really long! I got tired even saying that!"
Camden saw a "ladderpillar" (translation: "caterpillar")
Camden: "I just want to be with my favorite guy!" How can you say no to manipulation like that?
Jake: "It's an e-mom-gency!"
Camden: "I just can't get rid of this sadness." Said when told it was time to get ready for bed.
Mom: "I love you." Jake: "I love bunnies." Mom: "Bunnies?" Jake: "Yes, they're very cute."