Once again, it's me!

And the Mom of the Year Award goes to..........................

ummmm, me.

I noticed a month or so ago that Jonathan's church shoes were a little tight, so I simply got out the ones that my neighbor had handed down to us and had him start wearing them. No big deal, right? Right.

However, I forgot to check his tennis shoes that he wears everyday and ask him how they were fitting. Yesterday, we were at Walmart getting some things and he wanted some slippers. I had him try some on and we found a really cute pair. Then I said, "hey how do your shoes fit?" He says, "ummm, okay I guess".

And then I looked at them and the size and realized that the church shoes he has been wearing for the last month are TWO sizes bigger, so how on Earth could they really be 'ummm okay'???

We found a cool (cuz they can't be cute, they have to be cool) pair of shoes and got him the size that fits him good. Guess what size they are? 12

Now guess what size he was wearing.....oh come on, just guess.....9 1/2!

I AM the freaking Mother of the Year for trying to give my kid scrunched up Chinese feet!

Because I'm BAD, I'm bad...

Today I did something that is viewed as "Bad manners". I talked on my cell phone in a public place very loudly. Oh yeah. I did. And you know what else? I liked it! I couldn't help it. Really. My BFF Shannon called me and I was at Walmart (my second home) and I HAD to answer. I probably did NOT have to laugh loudly or meander around the store bumping into things while talking loudly on my cell phone, but what the hay...I did it anyway.

Anyways, I just had to confess. I'm bad, I'm bad, really, really bad. (think Michael Jackson singing and that will make more sense to you...)

give me a standing ovation

So here it is. I'm not gonna sugar-coat it. We were in Walmart the morning after the "cry at night" thing (so,yesterday morning), and Sidney grabbed my hand to chew on my finger and wouldn't you know it...she has a tooth! Anyone wanna give me the World's Worst Mom award for letting my baby cry when she was probably hurting from getting a tooth? Fine. I'll give it to myself!

In my defense, when I took her to the doctor, he asked me if she was teething and I said no. Why? Because I have been checking her like crazy! I thought that could be the problem too and so I was looking and feeling and there was no sign of a tooth eruption emminent. ARGH!

Anyway, she is good now and she slept all night last night. YAY!!! Here are some cute pictures of her getting herself stuck under our bed. That crazy baby likes to roll and roll and roll and then...get stuck! Enjoy!

Smarter than who?

I am trying to get smarter. You see, I just dicovered that I am not only NOT smarter than a 5th grader, but also not necessarily smarter than my very own 3rd grader. Have you done 3rd grade math lately? Well, I have (okay, I was really just helping) and it is hard. Or maybe the number of kids in this house multiplied by my lack of patience equals major loss of brain cells. Not to mention the increase in gray hairs. I'm just sayin'.

One thing I am still smarter at is spelling. Go me! 'Course the words are not too difficult. That helps. Last. L-A-S-T. Slope. S-L-O-P-E. Ledge. Who-cares-I-will-just-jump-off-it.

I have noticed that homework takes A LOT OF TIME. When did teachers start giving so much? I don't ever remember having homework when I was in Elementary school. Or maybe I just didn't do it. That is a possibility. I'll have to ask my mom. Maybe she has memories of the hours of homework time after school that I am strangely blocking out.

On to other topics.....(and it really has nothing to do with the rest of this post whatsoever)...BYU won today. My husband is happy. It's good that they won, 'cuz then I won't have to hear about all their mistakes every moment of every day until the next game. He's a fanatic he is.

I hope to have some swanky changes to my blog soon. I got some books from the library on "making your blog sparkle", and HTML and all that. If I have enough brain cells left after we tackle multiplication tonight, I'm gonna try to decipher all the stuff it says. If nothing changes you'll know I was too stupid to figure it out.

Or I just decided to have chocolate instead.