Wednesday, October 31, 2007
Happy Halloween from Spidey, Kitty, and Bunny
They all look so happy don't they! The candy rush must be over. This was the night of the Trunk or Treat @ church, but they will be wearing the same get-ups tonight.
Sunday, October 28, 2007
Saturday, October 20, 2007
Remembering Rockville Ward
What do the Mitchell's do?
Friday, October 12, 2007
Adventures with Fuzzy
Fuzzy is a stuffed dog which Phoenix's class is passing around. Each child gets Fuzzy for a 24 hour period. Fuzzy comes along with a journal, so that each child can write what they did with Fuzzy and share with the class the next day. Yesterday was Phoenix's turn. The bus had barely pulled away when Fuzzy came like lightning out of Phoenix's backpack. Immediately she disappeared on her adventures. An hour later she reemerged to write in the journal what her and her new best friend were up to. I, at the time, was helping Stone with homework, but every few minutes I would get a "How do you spell..." question. She would then disappear again. Avery has become Phoenix's newly acquired shadow, which for the most part, Phoenix doesn't mind. So three steps off was Avery. All afternoon long it was Fuzzy, Phoenix, and Avery. They played a game of throw Fuzzy in a tree and shake him down (I liked this game least of all) They rode bikes with Fuzzy in the basket. They jumped on the trampoline and played hide and seek. Fuzzy even tried to make it to the dinner table. I found Fuzzy in the crib with the twins while Phoenix and Avery giggled and when Mitchell got home from work it was picture taking time with Fuzzy. At bedtime, Phoenix read Fuzzy stories and went to bed cuddling up to him. This was really cute and quite frankly kept both Avery and Phoenix entertained all night long. So here's to you Fuzzy, from a Mom who really needed the extra help!
Fuzzy's a Hot Dog!
Fuzzy listening to the MP3 player on the Trampoline
Wednesday, October 3, 2007
My Adult Thumbsucking
"Wright, the author of "The Soft Addiction Solution," says soft addictions are normal, everyday activities done to excess. She says some addictions zone you out, like television or Internet, while others, like overeating or overusing gadgets like BlackBerrys, are the adult equivalent of thumb-sucking.
Soft addictions start early, according to Wright, and she sees more than boredom as the cause. "The real issue is that they're stressed out. They're trying to comfort themselves."
It's a problem "when the behavior no longer just soothes you, but instead begins to bother you," Wright said.
Wright said these soft addictions could become very embarrassing for the addicts.
"You don't feel good that you are out of control and that something has this much power over you,"
I have now not been able to get this crap off my mind. I was not at all bothered by my so called Soft Addictions until this lady gets on the TV and says that "you are out of control and that something has this much power over you" and "adult thumb sucking" As I began to think about what in my life would be classified as a Soft Addiction they just kept coming and coming. It is no real surprise to me as my self awareness has always allowed me to identify that I become addicted to things quite quickly. My plight in life has just been to control what I allow myself to become addicted to. Is that an oxymoron? I also have on and off switches to certain Soft Addictions such as: Exercise, Weighing myself, Eating Candy, Getting lost in my music, going out for drive-thru food, etc. Then there are others that seem to be constant: Cracking my fingers, TV as background noise, Eating Popcorn/Crunchy Foods, etc. I have found that the trick to this for me is to pick the "healthy" ones and tweak the not so healthy ones. Like I only exercise once a day at a certain time and if I miss it, I will not do it until the next day or eating light Popcorn, carrots, almonds and apples not only for the crunch but to combat the candy. I have been working on the TV as background noise, but seem to be loosing this battle (I may give it more attention now) But as for cracking my fingers call it what you will "thumb sucking" whatever it will never stop. One of the greatest things about my husband is that it doesn't bother him, he has actually never said one word about it and he doesn't even do it! This is a blessing as I grew up being backhanded with a "knock it off" by Mommy for it a few times a day since John Cook taught me to do it in fifth grade.
Who gets the Binki?
The older they get, the louder they get. Cy has always had the market cornered when it came to decibel level, yet now a days Zion is giving her a run for the money. My favorite (sarcasm) is when they cry me a duet. Sometimes I just have to laugh as I remember the days when one was enough of me and I was able to jump up and rescue my baby from whatever was ailing them. Now I must pick which one will be rescued leaving the other to just become more and more upset. It, at times, gets quite ugly...red faced, screaming, shaking, kicking. While I rehearse in my head the following "go to my happy place, go to my happy place" knowing I can do nothing until I am finished dealing with the other. I have been getting good at breastfeeding one while bottle feeding the other (Cy refuses to breastfeed), but the burping is giving me issues with this process. Inevitably someone spits up. I must admit...I do love the chaos and the challenge of it all. Plus they are just so cute together.
Monday, October 1, 2007
Ode to Daniel
I love you!