Sunday, March 22, 2009
Thursday, March 19, 2009
the caves were much longer and more confining than I remember (not good for my claustrophobia!). There used to be a pipe that went through the mountain, but now it's just this really long cave.
collecting candy on the other side
exploring the dam
After spending a couple of days in Enterprise, we drove to St. George and had a fun day shopping and going to lunch before I headed down to Vegas to pick Jason up. It was a great ending to an amazing vacation!
Maddox loved his great grandpa, especially when he would take him for walks outside. Grandpa had the special touch!
Maddox was so curious about little Elsie (my aunt Angel's 2 month old baby)
Wednesday, March 18, 2009
Today I set out Jayden's church clothes for him to get dressed. A couple of minutes later I hear him scream and cry. I run in and find Jayden standing in the middle of the room, buck naked with this: hanging from his man parts. (The poor kid! I'm sure that had to hurt so bad, but I'm a horrible mom because I had to bite my cheeks to keep from laughing). I just wonder what was going on in his little mind that made him think for even a split second that this would be a good idea.
Tuesday, March 17, 2009
why I love this boy.....
1) If I do something right he clicks his tounge and says, "yep, that's my girl!"
2) He got very excited to see that I had hair in my armpits because he thinks it means that I've been eating my vegetables.
3) He said I'm the "bestest mom in all the whole United States of America" (I was aspiring to be the best mom in the whole world, but I'll settle for the US).
I'm a little nervous that I won't be able to help Kylie with her homework once she's in highschool, but I never thought I would struggle with her first grade homework! Maybe it's just me, but see if you can find the predicate in these sentences ("the predicate tells what the naming part does"):
1. Sam and I play ball together.
2. Dogs run fast.
3. This is a good book about dogs.
4. I read for a while.
5. We are good pals.
Most of them were easy, but I'll be the first to admit that #3 gave me a run for my money. (Maybe it's a good thing after all that I didn't end up teaching after graduation and becoming an educator for the future generation.)
Monday, March 16, 2009
They put on this really cute play that they had been working on all week, complete with a program, props and costumes. Totally cute. Doesn't it look like my kids fit perfectly into their family?
We finally got back to Provo around midnight and I couldn't wait to see the kids. I was trying to be so quiet and not wake anybody up as I snuck into the girl's room first. That didn't go over too well since their dog sleeps in there and went crazy because he thought we were intruders. I took advantage of Kylie being awake and begged her to come snuggle with me in bed, but she wasn't interested, she would rather sleep with her cousins, oh well. I spied on Jayden and Maddox and couldn't wait to hold them and smother them with hugs the next morning. Even though we weren't gone that long, I swear they all grew. Atleast their heads did. Their heads always seem bigger when I haven't seen them in a while. And Maddox got more hair. After having so many miles between us, it was a good feeling to have our family back together again (unfortunately that good feeling ended 5 minutes after we got in the car the next day and everyone was fighting and crying, but it was nice while it lasted). I seriously can not thank Jason's sister, Andrea and her family enough for watching our kids while we were gone. We thought it would be fun to do a swap so we watched their kids last year for like 5 days while they went on a cruise and then they watched our kids this time. For like two weeks. With a newborn. We are so mean. The kids had so much fun playing with their cousins and Andrea was nice to entertain them while her kids were still in school by going to the library, doing crafts, going to lunch, playing outside and all sorts of other fun things. The good news is that they were finally able to get Jayden to eat all his food (and he's still keeping it up, yay!) and the bad news is that now my kids have realized what things "real families" are supposed to do and are constantly pointing out everything we are doing wrong. Thanks Andrea for setting the bar extremely high! Apparently Jason needs to cook breakfast every morning (no more cold cereal), we need to hold hands during family prayer, we need to wake up at 6 AM to do family scripture and prayer, we need to have a reverent couch during FHE, they need to have quiet time everyday, Jason needs to work from home so that he can help me out, if they don't eat all their dinner then they have to eat it for breakfast the next morning, we need to give them a weekly allowance and keep a chart with smiley faces if they do all their chores, they need to have more chores....and the list goes on. They really are a great family and I don't think I could keep up, but thanks for being such great examples and temporarily adopting our kids! Maybe you'll be recovered enough in another 5 years so we can do it again :)
Sunday, March 15, 2009
I'm not quite sure why bead necklaces weren't being hurled our way
Saturday, March 14, 2009
Call us crazy, but after spending 24/7 together for the past week we sort of ran out of things to talk about. There is only so many times that you can plan your hopes and dreams for the future and gaze lovingly into each other's eyes over dinner. So we were excited when we met our new friends, Justin and Holly (we still missed you, Joe and Alisa!).
It seems like 49% of our ship were the drunk spring breakers, 49% were from the geriatric ward and the remaining 2% were just normal young couples like us. I did have to laugh when one of the spring breakers hit on me. If he wasn't so drunk he would have realized that it's really not that hot to hit on a mom of 3 who is like 10 years older than you and is stricken with a temporary case of leperacy on her chin. Alot of people would ask if we were on our honeymoon and I finally started telling them we were because I got tired of the comments we got after telling them it was our 10 year anniversary. First they would ask how old we were then do the math to see how young I was when we got married. Then they would ask the ages of our kids then do the math to see if it was a shotgun wedding. So we were glad to meet a nice normal couple to hang out with the last day on the ship. I was really self-conscious of all the poor ailments on my face, but they were nice to say, "it doesn't look too bad, you can hardly tell". Yeah, then I went and looked in the bathroom mirror and half my face was falling off. I know my chin has been a topic of conversation in every post so far, but it kept getting progressively worse and the only thing I had to put on it was the cheap hotel lotion they had in the room. If I was smart, I would have stuffed my pockets with leaves from the ancient Mayan medicine trees then appliqued them to my face. Instead I would wake up in the middle of the night and put a cold cloth on it because it burned so bad. Speaking of waking up in the middle of the night....so maybe I've had a history of sleep walking on occasion (the worst was when I was younger and walked out the front door and climbed into the car. I woke up scared and went to the back door, which was locked, so I began ringing the door bell and pounding on the door. My poor parents woke up to find the front door wide open and somebody banging on the back door. Just a tad bit FREAKY.) Anyways, so we had an inside room where the only window was the one painted on the wall. It was pitch black, like you can't even see your hand in front of your face, black. On the last night Jason wakes up to me standing in the middle of the room totally freaking out and screaming for help. I was having this dream where we were trapped inside one of the caves in Guatemala. Being the claustrophobic one that I am, I was grabbing the plastic light sconces on the wall thinking that they were door handles (because all caves have door handles). So there we were, both delirious and freaking out because we couldn't see anything and had no clue what was going on. When I finally woke up enough to realize that we weren't in a cave, I laid back down covered in a cold sweat with my heart pounding out of my chest. Good times. So we spent the last day on the boat doing pretty much the same thing as the first day (minus getting fried in the sun), but this time we had friends to join us in our Yahtzee tournaments and five trips to the buffet. That night we saw a couple of shows then our friends convinced us to do this game show with them. We were in teams and somebody from each team had to go up to do different challenges. I really wasn't too keen on the idea of performing in front of everybody, but somehow got sucked into doing the macarena dance. Everyone else from the other teams got to sit down, but not Jamie. I was stuck up there performing a solo (with one other girl) for all the spring breakers. I was not happy about it. Jason did the Can-Can in high heels and attempted "the worm" before calling it a night. We were sad the trip was coming to an end, but this vacation was exactly what we needed. We rarely see each other at home. Between meetings, YW, the gym, basketball, girls nights, enrichment, etc. it seems like there's never an evening that we're home together and the weekends are always busy with errands, yard work and all that fun stuff. To be able to spend almost 8 days alone together was something we hadn't done since our trip to New York 5 years ago, and saying that it was fun is a definite understatement. We of course missed the kids tons. During the day we stayed busy, but at night when I would lay in bed I just ached to hold them and snuggle up with them. We spent one evening watching home videos of the kids on our camera and it's amazing how much cuter and funnier they are after not seeing them for so long. Thanks so much, Jason for an amazing trip, love you!
Please note Exhibit A:
Now do you see why the birth of the "hand on the hip" pose came about? (And yes, that is the same dress I wore at the wedding and every fancy dinner night. I had to cram 3 weeks worth of winter and summer clothes into 2 suitcases, so there were slim pickens.)
Friday, March 13, 2009
(Yes, the hand is on the hip and it ain't leaving anytime soon. Don't say I didn't warn you.)
Just another day in paradise...that may be a tad bit cliche, but each day (besides when I was dying in Belize) was pretty darn close to paradise. Except of course my kids would be with us in paradise, but now we're just getting off the point. We spent the morning tracking down my friend's sister that lives here (yeah, it must be rough living in paradise) so that we could deliver a package to her. We rented a little scooter and cruised around until we were finally able to find her.She was nice to give us the inside scoop on where to eat and what to do and then she was even so nice to let us use her phone to call our kids. We hadn't been able to talk to them all week and I got a little teary eyed hearing their cute little voices again. I was worried that they would be so sad and cry every night because they missed us, but apparently that wasn't the case since Jayden was too busy playing to talk to me for longer than 5 seconds and Kylie said that she didn't want us to come home because she was having too much fun playing with her cousins. I know deep down they really missed us, though (right??). It was so nice knowing they were in good hands and I can't thank Jason's sister, Andrea and her family enough! After that we cruised around and found a great snorkeling spot. I was amazed at how many cool fish we saw right off the shore. Jelly fish, anemone, sea urchins, some needle nose fish thingy and just tons of bright colored fish. We lasted for about a half hour before my poor diseased chin was on fire from the salt water.
(There are few things in life that rival the sexiness of a good pair of goggles. Although the hand on the hip pose is a close runner-up)
We explored the city, ate lunch (back to the refried bean burrito, no more fish corpse for me) and counted how many kids some families would pile onto one scooter. Then we found this road that circled around the entire island, it was like a mini PCH, but ten times more awesomer. I had one of those "pinch me" moments as we were cruising down the road, watching the beautiful blue waves crash on the white sandy beaches, holding tight to my man with the wind blowing in my extensions and the sun glistening off my sunscreen lathered skin. Everything was so perfect at that moment. I found my new happy place. They had the most beautiful secluded beaches that I wish we could have stopped at, but my dream of relaxing all day on the beach was crushed since I'm convinced that the sun pretty much hates me. Besides, we were worried that we wouldn't make it back to the ship in time. We did make a couple of quick stops to check out this cool blow hole, collect some sea shells for the kids and Jason was tempted to stop at a nude beach but unfortunately we didn't have enough time. The day flew by and we were sad when it was time to board the ship. I was sad that this was our last stop, but I was getting pretty anxious to see the kids again.
these dudes were even bigger than the ones in Costa Maya
This guy was trying to convince us that he had the cheapest blankets on the island, only $5. A mile down the road we found the same blankets for $2.99. A mile farther down we found them for $1.99. But if I were to buy one I would definately go with the first guy, you've just gotta give him props for his creative marketing technique.
Thursday, March 12, 2009
I thought we were going to die in Belize. For reals. We were excited to visit the Altun ha Mayan ruins, but our tour guide was a maniac. We were packed into a 15 passanger van with many large, hairy, sweaty men, a pregnant lady and zero air circulation. I got stuck in the back, which did not do wonders for my claustrophobia and even Jason was sweating. And chinamen don't sweat.
A 10 lb jade head was found in a tomb inside this pyramid. It's the largest single jade carving in the world. The view from the top is amazing as you look across all the surrounding jungles.
So on our way back after the ruins I made sure to sit in the front of the van, which may not have been a better idea because now I had a front row view to our near death experiences. I even saw the look of death on a guy's face who we came within inches of running over. There were a group of guys on bikes in the road. Our driver layed on the horn but kept on accelerating to 60 mph then at the last minute one of the guys rode right in front of us and I still don't know how we avoided hitting him (and I have my doubts that the driver would have even stopped if we had). This time I wasn't the only one screaming and I thought the pregnant lady was going to go into labor. Our tour guide was so kind to then take us on a tour of his hood. He thought he was doing us a favor by giving us the "inside tour" and slummin' it in places beyond the safe zone that the government felt were too dangerous for tourists. He said it was comparable to Harlem or Compton, but worse. The police force there have adopted the slogan "shoot first, ask questions later". After all the news stories about how dangerous it is in Mexico with all the drug violence, I felt like we were driving around with a target painted on our van full of "rich" Americans. If you're interested, I now know where the Bloods, Crypts and Cartel all live. I thought about my kids alot that day and was a little relieved to get back on the tender boat headed safely to the ship. We have heard from so many people how gorgeous Belize is and how it's their favorite place. The ruins were cool, but I don't feel like we experienced the real beauty of the country. I would especially love to explore their world famous snorkeling sites or do the zipline tours through the jungle. I guess we've got a good excuse to go back now.