Best Day!

Saturday we were relocating a pile of dirt from our patio to the hill behind our house.  (Wildflower hill next spring!!)  As Nate was shoveling dirt from the pile to the wheelbarrow, Dozer was uncovered.  It's probably been there for a couple of months.  When Henry discovered the tiny bulldozer, he exclaimed "Best Day!!".  I like to think our snuggly morning, everyone being home, a few cups of hot chocolate had something to do with it, but either way, I'm glad he had the best day!

Dozer Update:
Since starting this happy post, Dozer has since disappeared again.  Most of Henry's night time prayer was about helping him find Dozer.  And that he was grateful  hot cocoa.  Hopefully we find Dozer again tomorrow.

Growing Watermelon

We have had a garden for two years now.  Both years I've thought how wonderful it would be if we could grow our own watermelon.  Last year we grew a watermelon that fit nicely in the palm of my hand.  You can see how well it went this year.  The one on the bottom could be a baby cantaloupe.  Maybe some other kind of melon.  I can't remember what I planted there.  All of my melon plants took up probably 1/3 of our garden.  And this is what I got.  I think next year we should do something better with that space. 

Happy Birthday Henry!!

Happy Birthday Henry!! 

As of Saturday, Henry is 3!  I can’t exactly say that it’s hard to believe he’s 3.  It's crazy that he's 3 and no longer a baby, but he is obviously no longer a baby.  Always my baby, but he is not a real baby any more.  His vocabulary has picked up like mad.  He listens to everything and will repeat any word that he hears and finds interesting, I suppose.  He will be playing (sometimes in a different room) and just repeat a word he hears and incorporate it into whatever is going on in his head at the time.  Because of this, we really have to watch what we say.  There have been a few instances where we have tried to retrain him in his sayings, but once heard it is not forgotten.  For example:  “Oh me dosh.”  While not the worst thing a kid could say, I would much prefer “oh my goodness” or something a little more removed from the real swear word phrase.   It is harmless enough though that it’s pretty cute when says it, especially when he adds in his frustrated or excited inflections. 

Another funny Henry-ism is his “Henry doing frazy!” followed by running in circles with hands waving in the air and crazy sounding yelling.  He will also let me know when something is driving him “frazy” with a “Driving Henry frazy. (shaking head) Henry like that.”  When he says “Henry like that” it really means he doesn’t like that.

He hasn't fully integrated I, me or mine.  Everything is “Henry do it”, “My do it”, or “My holp” (help). 

Henry’s Favorite Things:

Mighty Machines -  A Canadian TV. show about all kinds of trucks and big machines.

Choo choos & their tracks – I think his favorite Mama/Henry activity is when we sit and build his train set together.  “Hahoe” (backhoe - pronounced like hat hoe minus the “t”) and bulldozer push tracks to where there are needed, then we snap the tracks together.  It’s a little different every time and he has so much fun creating the little train world and placing all the trains, trucks and accessories in just the right spot.  Everything has to be delivered with a truck or train though (except when I sneak and do it when the trucks are busy moving other supplies).  It’s just not real if you sit it in its spot with your hands.

Building forts – And having Mama or Daddy in them with him.

Hire Frups (Fire trucks) – All fire trucks but especially one he found in his Uncle Calebs stash of Match Box cars.  He has carried it everywhere since he discovered it at G.G.s house.  He even has to have it to fall asleep at night. 

HaHa - His stuffed monkey.  Another sleep time necessity. 

Ranch - With everything including but not limited to cottage cheese.

Cottage Cheese

Fractor Frailer (tractor trailer) - He’ll stop and stare at parked tractor trailers, think for a bit and say “I’m big red!”.  Which is a line from Mighty Machines for those of you that are not regular Canadian TV watchers.

The beach – He has only been once that he remembers but he LOVES it!  I recently found him packing his diaper bag/suit case for his trip to the beach.  He has been asking for weeks for a trip to the beach.  He will ask “Beach?  Otay?!  Dea?!” (Pronounced like idea, but without the “I”). 

He sure is growing up!  He recently decided that he was no longer interested in wearing a diaper.  Ever.  I fought him every night for a couple weeks to keep him from stripping it before bed time.  Then he realized he could strip it in the middle of the night and that I would not wake up enough to put it back on.  After a few nights of naked Henry bum, we decided that he might be ready for night time potty training.  So far, he’s done an impressive job!  I can’t say I was ready for this process, but he was ready enough that it has been fairly easy so far (considering it’s night time potty training).  ***Knock on wood!***

He is a BUSY little boy but he is SO sweet!  He loves to hold and help take care of his cousin Rubye.  Every baby he sees is Rubye and “tute” (cute but with a “t”).  He loves to cuddle and gives us lots of hugs and kisses.  He frequently says “Lub each other!” (We love each other!) and lists off everyone he loves.  “Lub Mama.  Lub Daddy.  Lub Teddy.”  Etc, etc.  He tells me when I look “fretty” (pretty), points out “fretty” things all over stores, admires pretty flowers and sometimes picks them to give to me. 

He loves his Daddy!  When we eat supper before Daddy gets home he makes sure to ask that Daddy get home safely.  He loves playing with his Daddy and helping him with everything he does.  I think that his most favorite thing is when we are all home together.  If the world could be just the way he wanted it, I think we would spend all our days together.  Playing together, “holp(ing) each other”, going places together and just spending time together in general.  We love our little Henry and we are so glad that he is ours.  Happy Birthday Henry!

I wrote this a while ago...

but I'm just now getting to post it.  Some day I will probably do a big photo dump, but that will probably not be today.  I might as well post something that's already written, right?  As you read it just pretend that there wasn't a little bit of snow at the top of the mountains today.  Pretend like it's still blazing hot, that you're planning a trip to the pool, and the best sounding food in the world right now is a nice and juicy watermelon.  (Oh wait.  Watermelon still sounds YUMMY!!)

Summer has been busy.  Every time I think I have a second to sit down and post something about what we’ve been up to, something comes up and I am busy again.  But it is a good busy!  I LOVE summer!  I love being able to go places without a care for the weather.  I love being shoeless.  We have pretty much resorted to keeping our shoes in the car.  If we’re not in public, no shoes needed.  We have loved spending time in our back yard.  We’ve loved having people visit and move here.  All of it.  Rather than recant everything we have been up to, I will just post some pictures and maybe a short summary or two.  But I am going to do that later.  I haven’t even transferred all the pictures from my camera to my computer and it’s not going to happen right now.

Instead, I am going to talk about Henry.  (Surprise!)

While we were on vacation last week, his vocabulary and speech clarity skyrocketed.  I am very excited for this progress, but there will be things that I will miss.  I’m sure all of his cute little words will be gone rather quickly so I’ve decided to write some of them down before I forget any more.

Paw-berry – Strawberry

Hire frup – Fire truck

Ha-hoe – Backhoe

Icy – This one is new and very clearly pronounced, but it’s funny.  While he was in the tub on Saturday he would inform me that he needed warm water poured down his back by telling me his back was icy.  I’m pretty sure I use the word cold. 

S*it – Sit.  It was especially funny when he would tell Teddy to sit.  “S*it, Teddy.  S*it!)

Hoe hay – Hold me

Luh-Loo – Love you

All I want is the opportunity to fail.

Or succeed.  Preferably succeed.

I would like to add a little preface to this.  I wrote this after hearing about the Supreme Court ruling on healthcare changes.  I was (still am) a little upset about the ruling because I know the effect that has already had on my family and it will probably get worse.  Our premiums and deductibles have gone up ridiculously since the law passed and I don't see the Supreme Court okaying most of it helping that situation at all.  I imagine that we will continue to see our costs go up and our coverage go down.  Who knows where it will stop.  I hope that I do not offend anyone.  I don't usually judge individuals for the choices they make (at least I try not to but I am just human) because I do not know all of the facts.  The two most important factors that I do not have are what level of effort is your best and what you have been prompted to do by Higher Powers.  My business as to why you made major life choices are the same as to why we only have one child who is almost three.  That would be none. 

That being said, please don't be offended.  I do not assume you have no self respect because you take government aide. 

And here we go.  This is what commented on an article related to the healthcare ruling. 

I feel like I am swimming upstream.  My family is in that unfortunate spot where it would benefit our lifestyles for me to quit my jobs (yes plural and both decent paying), stay home with my child, my husband not work his extra job, stop paying for insurance, and just sign up for every government program available.  We would qualify!  We would be able to spend more time together as a family, have more kids, and get out of debt faster.  BUT, it is NOT going to happen as long as we can help it because we have more self-respect than that.  What is wrong with this country?  Why do we encourage dependence and discourage hard work? 

I am in my late 20's.  My husband and I are working SO HARD to be self-sufficient.  I think that living with a modest amount of debt (a reasonably sized mortgage and maybe a car payment) without requiring support from the government should be a realistic goal.  It seems to be getting harder though and I find it most depressing.  On top of the price of EVERYTHING going up every time you turn around, it feels like the some (probably well intentioned) people are making it more difficult all in the name of protecting my future.  PLEASE STOP PROTECTING MY FUTURE!!!!  All I want is the chance to succeed by my own hard work and choices.  I know that comes with risks, but I take more pride in a hard earned failure than in a "success" that is handed to me. 

Please!  If I choose not to have insurance, then that is my choice.  If I get sick in the process, then I should suffer the consequences of either massive amounts of debt or a lack of health care.  (We do have insurance and pay dearly for it because we think it is important for us.)  If I choose not to save for my retirement, make poor decisions in how I choose to save/invest, or even just have plain old rotten luck, I keep working until I can afford to quit or am otherwise forced to.  Society needs to be compassionate.  We cannot forget those among us that are suffering despite all efforts, but we also need to be conscious of that line where, once crossed, we go from being caring to enslaving ourselves in hopes of happiness and security.  Look at history.  I do not recall a single society that was enslaved (literally or by a form of taxation) and happy with their overall situation. 

Having Fun With Henry

Nathan was gone half the week, so Henry and I decided we should have some fun.  It was super smoky outside so we mostly stayed inside. 

Wednesday we went and did some window shopping our friend "Shell".  No pictures, but it was fun!  After window shopping and supper we went to Home Depot to drive the "beep beep buggies".  You know the buggies (aka carts) that look like trucks and have steering wheels and all?  He LOVES those things!  I've learned to save that errand for last, that way all the subsequent stores aren't disappointing and I can use Home Depot as Henry's incentive to be good.  "If you don't listen, we can't go drive the beep beep buggies!"  This works like a charm!

Thursday was supposed to be our play outside day, but it was raining ash so we opted to stay indoors.  More, my lungs hurt when we went outside so I made Henry stay inside too.  It was okay though.  We made brownies instead.  Yum!  Henry had fun helping.  He especially enjoyed tasting the batter at every step, licking the spatula, and cleaning up.  He is a good helper!!!

 

 

Friday he helped me work a little.  We picked up some keys for Emily and checked on the new house.  He was rather disappointed when Emily, E-O, and Rubye weren't there.  They will be next week though!  Hooray!  I think Henry is extra excited about this.  He keeps talking about all things baby related and how he wants to hold Rubye, hug Rubye, swing Rubye, and everything else he can think of that babies need. 

This was not taken this weekend, but here is Henry in the tree of their new front yard.  He climbed up there again yesterday.  It is a good tree climbing tree.  Especially considering the ladder that's attached to it.  That makes it extra perfect!

Was gonna post some stuff today

When I realized it's been a whole month since I've posted ANYTHING, I decided to post today.  When I realized how much has happened in the last month, I decided I needed to post something soon.  Probably today.

After the death of Tall Silver and Handsome (that's what Emily named her computer that we bought from her), it took me at least 2 weeks to clear him out of his home and make way for Spot.  (No idea why it's name is Spot.  It just seemed to fit.)  For a whole 3 days I had a beautifully clean office space that was only missing a couple up-cycled magazine holders and a colorful picture or two before it deserved to be in some sort of blog post about being frugal and making what you have look nice, cozy, modern, and family friendly.  Then I checked the mail.  Now it has almost returned to the catch-all state it was in before its new occupant moved in.

As part of our little office spaces cleaning and rearranging, I decided to minimize the number of cords I had to see and mess with every day.  That and mobility are the best parts about laptops, right?  Thinking about how this little dream of mine would come true I remembered this lovely USB port that we had upstairs, sitting in our cords box.  Brilliant!!  I could plug all of our stuff into one long strip of ports, shove that behind the file cabinet, and just have the one cord that I could nicely place between the printer and external hard-drive.    Excellent!!!  Well, I figured I would probably run into problems, but chose to not think about it and deny the signs until I had to.  The problem with digging technology out of boxes that have been sitting under the bed for years is that it's probably old technology.  Every time I plug it in, I get some little thing pop up saying that my device could perform faster blah, blah, blah... Who pays attention to those little things that pop up anyways?  (Yes.  My part time job and pre-Henry full time job is at a software company.  I pay attention to that stuff there.  I just don't like to do it at home.  Computers should just work.  Good thing one of our perks is super-duper anti-virus.)

Henry just woke up, so I'll get to where I was going.  Old technology doesn't support new technology demands.  One cannot quickly or easily download pictures via old technology.  I'm looking for a new USB hub today.  Maybe.  JUST MAYBE, I will post some April stuff before it's June.