Jumping on a queen size bed- now that is a vacation!
Putting out trials with daddy
14 years ago
Friday, November 25, 2011
Hotel's Are F-U-N!!
Wednesday night we made half the trip to Springfield and stayed over in a hotel. It's been awhile since we stayed in a hotel with Rachel. Like all kids, she thought that staying in the hotel was WAY more fun than home!!
Friday, November 18, 2011
No Shoes, No Shirt, No Service
Apparently I'm going to have to implement a "No Shoes, No Shirt, No Service" policy at the dinner table. This evening, while waiting for me to serve her dinner, Rachel learned how to take off her shirt. Cue the music.
Thursday, November 17, 2011
Did you know?
Tuesday morning, Nick asked me if I'd seen his cell phone. I hadn't- but the fact that he didn't know where it was explained why he hadn't answered when I called on Monday. I mentioned that fact and he said "Did it go to voicemail?" I said, no, it rang first. He had just tried calling his cell phone in an attempt to locate it and it had gone directly to voicemail.
Have you ever been given a peice of information and after a few seconds of your brain processing it- a small pit forms in your stomach?
I had washed Nick's outside work jeans the previous afternoon. Because Rachel woke up from her nap before I threw them in the dryer, they were still in the washer. Guess what else was in the washer. Did you know that you can't wash a cell phone? I must have missed that section in the laundry section of the Martha Stewart Handbook.
The good news is that it has been a few years since we've gotten new cell phones and according to Verizon, we were eligible for an upgrade.
This is not the first time that I have washed an electronic item. Last time it was my MP3 player (a much loved gift from Nick Christmas 2006). It was strawberry season. I was in what felt like my 10th year of pregnancy. I had orders for pre-picked strawberries coming out of my ears. (Why pick them yourself when you can have the incredibly pregnant lady do it for you?). Before I went out to pick berries, I had washed a load of clothes and went to put them in the dryer. When I turned on the dryer, something was making the most obnoxious racket. Upon investigation, my heart sank... it was my MP3 player. Drat. My first thought was that I would have to pick strawberries without music to listen to. My second thought was that it was a long way until Christmas and my birthday before I could request a new one. Double drat.
Rather than tell Nick that my MP3 player is apparently not waterproof, I got online. After all, I didn't want him to think that I was so careless as to leave it in my pocket and wash it. Turns out, I could replace it for $25... a couple of clicks and it was in the mail! Fast forward a few days...It was a Saturday afternoon. Nick was working around the house and who should pull up but Mr. FedEX. Of course, Nick then asked what I had purchased. DARN FedEx guy and his ill-timed deliveries. I was THIS close to an exact replacement without anyone being the wiser.
This time it was still me doing the washing...but it was someone else leaving something in the pockets.
Moral of the story: Always Check ALL Pockets prior to washing laundry.
Have you ever been given a peice of information and after a few seconds of your brain processing it- a small pit forms in your stomach?
I had washed Nick's outside work jeans the previous afternoon. Because Rachel woke up from her nap before I threw them in the dryer, they were still in the washer. Guess what else was in the washer. Did you know that you can't wash a cell phone? I must have missed that section in the laundry section of the Martha Stewart Handbook.
The good news is that it has been a few years since we've gotten new cell phones and according to Verizon, we were eligible for an upgrade.
This is not the first time that I have washed an electronic item. Last time it was my MP3 player (a much loved gift from Nick Christmas 2006). It was strawberry season. I was in what felt like my 10th year of pregnancy. I had orders for pre-picked strawberries coming out of my ears. (Why pick them yourself when you can have the incredibly pregnant lady do it for you?). Before I went out to pick berries, I had washed a load of clothes and went to put them in the dryer. When I turned on the dryer, something was making the most obnoxious racket. Upon investigation, my heart sank... it was my MP3 player. Drat. My first thought was that I would have to pick strawberries without music to listen to. My second thought was that it was a long way until Christmas and my birthday before I could request a new one. Double drat.
Rather than tell Nick that my MP3 player is apparently not waterproof, I got online. After all, I didn't want him to think that I was so careless as to leave it in my pocket and wash it. Turns out, I could replace it for $25... a couple of clicks and it was in the mail! Fast forward a few days...It was a Saturday afternoon. Nick was working around the house and who should pull up but Mr. FedEX. Of course, Nick then asked what I had purchased. DARN FedEx guy and his ill-timed deliveries. I was THIS close to an exact replacement without anyone being the wiser.
This time it was still me doing the washing...but it was someone else leaving something in the pockets.
Moral of the story: Always Check ALL Pockets prior to washing laundry.
Monday, November 14, 2011
Harvest Supervisor
Friday, November 11, 2011
I'm a big girl now!
No, we haven't started potty training (don't I wish!!).
Check out who's been eating at the table like a big girl with her new Elmo placemat. (She picked it out herself on our fun shopping trip yesterday). We've tried this before with limited success, but after two successful meals at the table, I think this time it might just stick.
Does anyone else think it's hilarious that she has to wear her beads to breakfast? Who knew the Held House was so sophisticated!
Check out who's been eating at the table like a big girl with her new Elmo placemat. (She picked it out herself on our fun shopping trip yesterday). We've tried this before with limited success, but after two successful meals at the table, I think this time it might just stick.
Does anyone else think it's hilarious that she has to wear her beads to breakfast? Who knew the Held House was so sophisticated!
Thursday, November 10, 2011
Pictures for the Family
A couple of my family members (without internet) have been requesting recent photos of Rachel. I'm absolutely terrible when it comes to printing pictures. I have hundreds on my computer and I think the most recent printed photograph I have of her is from about a year ago. The requests have gotten a little louder, so I determined today would be a good day to print some pictures that we could send in the mail. Saturday I put the last diaper genie refill in Rachel's diaper genie so we needed to refresh our supply (because we DON'T want to run out of those EVER). I got online and while uploading pictures, noticed a picture collage option. PERFECT! Uploading and designing the photo collage with recent pictures took about 10 minutes. That's less time than I waited in line to pick them up at the Walmart photo center.... but I'm getting ahead of myself.
After an unsuccessful attempt to fold the laundry (Rachel was determined to unfold anything I had folded), we packed up the diaper bag and headed to Walmart. The timing was going to work out perfectly...we'd have plenty of time to peruse the store, have some lunch and be home in time for her nap. This morning I had asked God to bless me with patience for the day... little did I know how much patience would be required. First, we got stopped at the railroad tracks in Lamar. The train was moving very slowly, then it came to a complete stop. Next, it started to back up. Stop. Move forward. Stop. Back up. (Rachel singing in the back seat). I began wondering what the engineer had in his coffee cup this morning. After another round or two of the pull foward, backup routine, the train finally cleared the road so we could be on our merry way. About 8 miles down the road, I hear a ding and look down to see that a light had come on my dash with the message "low tire pressure". UGH. I pulled off in a vacant lot to take a look, praying that it wasn't actually a flat tire. All four tires appeared to be fine. (PHEW). To be on the safe side, I put a call in to our mechanic. He said that it likely meant a tire was low and it'd be fine to drive on it, but I should have it checked out. So...we turned around and headed back to Lamar. We just needed a little air in the rear driver side tire. With full tires, we were back on our way again. By this time, Rachel had fallen asleep, which was fine with me. We FINALLY arrived at Walmart about an hour after we left home. The line at the photo center was rather long because the photo center is also the layaway desk. I was pleased to see that they had set up two lines- and no one was in the photo center line. A cashier (who loves her job, you could just tell) came over to assist me and I told her my name and asked to pick up my pictures. She found them right away, but had some sort of problem printing out the label with her wireless thingamagig. It took what felt like an eternity to get my pictures- that cost less than 1 dollar. To give you an idea, the four people with full carts of toys in line for layaway were finished before I was. My patience was beginning to wear thin and I vowed that next time I would order online and have them sent to my HOUSE. We finished up our shopping- which included a few grocery staples. It wasn't until I was putting the milk and frozen pizza on the checkout counter that I remembered my plan for going to LUNCH afterwards. While their is a definite nip in the air, it's not cold enough to leave groceries in the car while we had a bit to eat... (Sigh). Plan B. I gave Rachel her snack cup to tide her over until we got home. The good news- even with all the waiting and sidetracking, we still were home in time for the afternoon nap. OH- and the picture collages will go into tomorrows mail... if only the recipients could know the fun we had picking them up!
As a side note: Nick is up to Purdue for a 3 day conference. I was dreading him leaving for that length of time for several reasons, but the main one is that Rachel is her Daddy's girl lately. Rachel heard the neighbor's combine in the field behind our house and immediately went to find her shoes and coat with a chorus of "Dada! Dada! Dada!".
Friday, please hurry!!!
After an unsuccessful attempt to fold the laundry (Rachel was determined to unfold anything I had folded), we packed up the diaper bag and headed to Walmart. The timing was going to work out perfectly...we'd have plenty of time to peruse the store, have some lunch and be home in time for her nap. This morning I had asked God to bless me with patience for the day... little did I know how much patience would be required. First, we got stopped at the railroad tracks in Lamar. The train was moving very slowly, then it came to a complete stop. Next, it started to back up. Stop. Move forward. Stop. Back up. (Rachel singing in the back seat). I began wondering what the engineer had in his coffee cup this morning. After another round or two of the pull foward, backup routine, the train finally cleared the road so we could be on our merry way. About 8 miles down the road, I hear a ding and look down to see that a light had come on my dash with the message "low tire pressure". UGH. I pulled off in a vacant lot to take a look, praying that it wasn't actually a flat tire. All four tires appeared to be fine. (PHEW). To be on the safe side, I put a call in to our mechanic. He said that it likely meant a tire was low and it'd be fine to drive on it, but I should have it checked out. So...we turned around and headed back to Lamar. We just needed a little air in the rear driver side tire. With full tires, we were back on our way again. By this time, Rachel had fallen asleep, which was fine with me. We FINALLY arrived at Walmart about an hour after we left home. The line at the photo center was rather long because the photo center is also the layaway desk. I was pleased to see that they had set up two lines- and no one was in the photo center line. A cashier (who loves her job, you could just tell) came over to assist me and I told her my name and asked to pick up my pictures. She found them right away, but had some sort of problem printing out the label with her wireless thingamagig. It took what felt like an eternity to get my pictures- that cost less than 1 dollar. To give you an idea, the four people with full carts of toys in line for layaway were finished before I was. My patience was beginning to wear thin and I vowed that next time I would order online and have them sent to my HOUSE. We finished up our shopping- which included a few grocery staples. It wasn't until I was putting the milk and frozen pizza on the checkout counter that I remembered my plan for going to LUNCH afterwards. While their is a definite nip in the air, it's not cold enough to leave groceries in the car while we had a bit to eat... (Sigh). Plan B. I gave Rachel her snack cup to tide her over until we got home. The good news- even with all the waiting and sidetracking, we still were home in time for the afternoon nap. OH- and the picture collages will go into tomorrows mail... if only the recipients could know the fun we had picking them up!
As a side note: Nick is up to Purdue for a 3 day conference. I was dreading him leaving for that length of time for several reasons, but the main one is that Rachel is her Daddy's girl lately. Rachel heard the neighbor's combine in the field behind our house and immediately went to find her shoes and coat with a chorus of "Dada! Dada! Dada!".
Friday, please hurry!!!
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