Breakfast of champions

As I've mentioned...My brain is stretched way to far these days....
Between, trying to pack up and sell this house, build a new one, 5 kids home from school, Conor's surgery and problems following (Yes, he's STILL having a HORRIBLE time!!) and no sleep, I've now missed 2 of my own Dr. appointments, and this morning, I did this,,,,,

My 12 year old, Madi has always been a morning person...I have NEVER been....Anywhoo this morning, she was up bright and early...me, not-so-much....(rough night with Conor...again, ...)she got out a recipe from a magazine for a Broccoli, ham and cheese omlette and whipped up this beauty.I come stumbling out and Wyatt says, "Mom! I want some cereal!!"
So, I get out his bowl and fill it with cereal, get the milk, pour it on...then he says, "MOM!!! I want chocolate milk!!" So, again to the cupboard, get a glass, set it next to his bowl, get the Nesquick chocolate powder, scoop up a big honkin' spoonful
and dump it right on top of his cereal...

Being 4 years old, he of course flips out, crying, "I DIDN'T WANT CHOCOLATE ON MY CEREAL!!! I WANTED CHOCOLATE MILK!!!"

I tried to stir it in real quick...tried to show him, look, it's gone!!...but he doesn't fall for my bluffing anymore.

Madi tried to console him by saying, "Don't worry Wyatt, Mom won't make you breakfast again...I'll do it!!"

I suck.
Best of all, do you like how I didn't waste a second grabbing the camera off the counter to record my stupidity?
Clearly I'm in no condition to even be blogging...

Pizza! Pizza!

Now that summer is here, I'm sure I'm not the only one who has thought about ordering pizza at least one a week. My sister sent me some helpful hints for when you are ordering pizza over the phone...making everyone's experience a pleasant one.

-If using a touch-tone, press random numbers while ordering. Ask the person
taking the order to stop doing that.
-Make up a charge-card name. Ask if they accept it.
-Use CB lingo where applicable.
-Order a Big Mac Extra Value Meal.
-Terminate the call with, "Remember, we never had this conversation."
-Tell the order taker a rival pizza place is on the other line and you're
going with the lowest bidder.
-Tell them to put the crust on top this time.
-Do not name the toppings you want. Rather, spell them out.
-Put an extra edge in your voice when you say "crazy bread."
-Stutter on the letter "p."
-Ask for a deal available somewhere else. (e.g. If phoning Domino's, ask for
a Cheeser! Cheeser!)
-Ask what the order taker is wearing.
-Crack your knuckles into the receiver.
-Say hello, act stunned for five seconds, then behave as if they called you.
-Rattle off your order with a determined air. If they ask if you would like
drinks with that, panic and become disoriented.
-Tell the order taker you're depressed. Get him/her to cheer you up.
-Change your accent every three seconds.
-Order 52 pepperoni slices prepared in a fractal pattern as follows from an
equation you are about to dictate. Ask if they need paper.
-Act like you know the order taker from somewhere. Say "Bed-Wetters' Camp,
right?"
-Start your order with "I'd like. . . ". A little later, slap yourself and
say "No, I don't."
-If they repeat the order to make sure they have it right, say "OK. That'll
be $10.99; please pull up to the first window."
-Rent a pizza.
-Ask if you get to keep the pizza box. When they say yes, heave a sigh of
relief.
-Put the accent on the last syllable of "pepperoni." Use the long "i" sound.
-Move the mouthpiece farther and farther from your lips as you speak. When
the call ends, jerk the mouthpiece back into place and scream goodbye at the
top of your lungs.
-Tell them to double-check to make sure your pizza is, in fact, dead.
-Imitate the order taker's voice.
-When they say "What would you like?" say, "Huh? Oh, you mean now."
-Say it's your anniversary and you'd appreciate if the deliverer hid behind
some furniture waiting for your spouse to arrive so you can surprise
him/her.
-Amuse the order taker with little-known facts about country music.
-Ask to see a menu.
-Belch directly into the mouthpiece; then tell your dog it should be
ashamed.
-Order a slice, not a whole pizza
-Order two toppings, then say, "No, they'll start fighting."
-Learn to properly pronounce the ingredients of a Twinkie. Ask that these be
included in the pizza.
-Call to complain about service. Later, call to say you were drunk and
didn't mean it.
-Tell the order taker to tell the manager to tell his supervisor he's fired.
-Ask if the pizza is organically grown.
-Ask about pizza maintenance and repair.
-After ordering, say "I wonder what THIS button on the phone does." Simulate
a cutoff.
-Start the conversation by reciting today's date and saying, "This may be my
last entry."
-State your order and say that's as far as this relationship is going to
get.
-Ask if they would like to sample your pizza. Suggest an even trade.
-Perfect a celebrity's voice. Stress that you won't take any crap from some
two-bit can't-hack-it pimple-faced gofer.
-Put them on hold.
-Mumble, "There's a bomb under your seat." When asked to repeat that, say "I
said 'sauce smothered with meat'."
-Make the first topping you order mushrooms. Make the last thing you say "No
mushrooms, please." Hang up before they have a chance to respond.
-When the order is repeated, change it slightly. When it is repeated again,
change it again. On the third time, say "You just don't get it, do you?"
-When they say "Will that be all?", snicker and say "We'll find out, won't
we?"
--Dance all around the word "pizza." Avoid saying it at all costs. If he/she
says it, say "Please don't mention that word."
-If he/she suggests a side order, ask why he/she is punishing you.
-Ask if the pizza has had its shots.

Monkey Business

With all that's going on around here these days, I'm feeling all discombobulated. I'm trying to remember too many things at once. I'm trying to be organized in both thought and action...but failing miserably....My brother-in-law recently told me about someone he heard about, and I think it describes how I'm feeling exactly...

"There's a guy, and the guy said that there's this monkey in his head...and he's got pants on...and he starts thinking, how did that monkey get his pants on? Did he use his imposable thumbs? Did another monkey come along and help him? How did that other monkey know what to do to help him? What if....OH CRAP!!! I'M SUPPOSED TO BE DRIVING!"

That's exactly how my mind is working these days.....

help.

Conor's Surgery -- T&A= very sad boy...

Yesterday was Conor's surgery. He had to have a Tonsil and Adenoidectomy for sleep apnea.
When the Dr. came out of surgery, he just shook his head and said that Conor had what are called "Stealth Tonsils" which means they were rooted back into his neck wall and extended clear up into his upper palette....MUCH larger than anticipated. He said that when he pulled the first one out, everyone in the O.R. said, "Where did you get that?!?!?" He also said that his Adenoids were also much larger than he had originally thought...so, in short, they took out A LOT of tissue.

Here's the poor guy after they brought him to us from recovery.

...and here's pretty much the last thing we could get him to drink for the day...
This poor kid had a TERRIBLE night.
I don't think I've ever seen such a horrible reaction to a T&A surgery.
He was in so much pain...despite the Tylenol with Codeine , he couldn't swallow ANYTHING.Plus, his throat swelled up so badly, that he had to breathe out of his mouth, and was still having difficulty. We had a humidifier on him all night, but he still ended up bleeding.Thankfully, after a priesthood blessing, it stopped. By the time morning came, he had 102 fever, was lethargic, and we STILL couldn't get any fluids down him. Mama called the Dr., and the Dr. said, He HAS to drink, or it's back to the hospital to stay!!! He ordered him a stronger pain medication and also an anti-inflamatory, and said if that didn't help by 3pm, then he was going to have to be admitted to the children's hospital.
So far, the new pain meds are helping a TON!!! as well as the anti-inflammatory. We were able to finally get him to drink some water and Gatorade and even eat a little soup....of course, later he threw it all up...but he still seems to be doing better...we'll keep praying for the little guy and a speedy recovery. Thanks to all of you friends and family who have been praying for him already! My poor baby.
We'll keep you posted.

Girls Camp 2008 - Walk in His path

Right after Lance finished up Cub Scout Day Camp with the boys, it was my turn to take off for Gilrs camp, with the girls...obviously...We went to the usual spot "Camp Bovay" which is a BSA camp actually, but we get to go there every year.

It's a beautiful place near Houston...but it's very hot and humid....thankfully, there is a pool there and an air conditioned Mess Hall for meals and crafts!

The Nature Center at Camp Bovay


Me "princess" ...enough said,, and "Big Whit" --Sis. Whitney, our YW Pres...she's 6'2"...thus the nick name...

Here's what Lauren thought of the cafeteria food...

Madi shares her sister's enthusiasm...

However, much enthusiasm when it comes to camp songs!!
I'll poke out my ear drums with a ball point pen if I hear another one of those songs again...
Seriously.

Hanging out at the camp...

Having lots of fun in 100 degrees...

The girls got to tie-dye their camp shirts colors accoring to their year...these gals are modeling their 1st, 2nd, and 3rd year shirts

Girls just wanna have fun!

Bright-eyed and bushy tailed!...That's how Lauren wakes up everyday!...NOT!!!
I seriously don't know HOW her campsite leader got her out of bed in the morning...I've got to find out her secret!!!

At night by the pond

Sis. Leese kickin' back...watching the rest of us work!!
Just kidding, she was still recovering from having surgery for an Ectopic Pregnancy 5 days prior...NOTHING could keep her away!! What a trooper!!

...and nothing says camping like singing camp songs with the guitar!
Hooray for "Big Whit" and her awesome guitar skills!!

Here's Lauren in front of the YW Values garden our stake put in as a service project for Camp Bovay. There are 7 round containers that each represent a value, and have flowers of that value color planted in them. This year we added the arbor, some more planting barrels and the concrete edging with tiles that the girls designed.

Here's mine...the crown gave it away, I know...

Lauren's --Their camp group was called Camp Mohonri-Moriancumur..."Mo-HO" for short...of course...

..and here's Madi's...she didn't get to finish painting the "Walk in His Path" theme on there before they had to get them set in the concrete...maybe next year...

Dressing up for the dance challenge!...Madi was a "nerd"...must get it from her Dad..
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Lauren, trying out her STRETCHY-pants...

Madi striking a "Charlies's Angels" pose at the Camp Carnival

What a shot!!

As usual, camp was fun and spiritual.
It was Madi's first year, and she had a blast! and Lauren enjoyed her second year!
Great way to start our summer!!