until further notice

If you are reading this then you have internet and can look at facebook, until further notice that is where everything will be. this blog/internet/computer is too blasted slow so see us there. I need a new computer---hint hint hint with christmas around the corner.......

i think this works.................

I did it

it!!

I tried

I tried and tried to upload pics, since there is a million of them and this crappy server we have here at the house this has proved to be the impossible. So here is what we have done so fat htis summer:
movies in the park-loads of fun
camping
tingley beach fitness day
swimming in the back yard
visit from family
the zoo

AKA free and fun activities. I will make another desperate anf fleeting attempt @ pictures.
As for dysfunctional hour- how's this we eat out for breakfast almost daily. Mc D's proves to be a FAR cheaper method that making it. :P

I'm old

You know you are old when a trip to the mall results in the following observations and comments:

I will NEVER EVER allow my daughter to dress like that!
Why are you not in school?
Why do I remember wearing all the "current" trends about 20 years ago?
Why did I not keep all my clothes from middle school? I would be so "in" now.
Am I the only person in the world without an ipod? Or an i anything?
Why can the designers not make anything suitable to wear these days?

And last but not least....
why do I remember my parents saying these same things????

Happy Easter

Happy Easter, the dysfunctional way. Dressing the kids up and then parading them to the grocery store and to Ron's work as well. I think Ron should be in the bunny costume next year. It's expandable.

Finally.....

June came to visit, as usual I made her go some place every day. We had a marvelous Spring day at the Botanical Gardens and Aquarium. Then the next day it snowed.

Melissa made her own outfit on "snow day". Uh yeah, she is just forward in her fashions. In another decade or so we will all want to be dressing like her now. Right.

How to raise your kids the right way....not the dysfunctional way

I was cleaning out the garage and found Melissa's Thumper costume from a couple years ago. It was just too cute to pass up. So of course, I dressed her up in it and then proceeded to laugh at her. I spent two hours laughing at her. I am sure two hours laughing at your kid will produce desirable results right??? Ron said I had been watching too much The Christmas Movie, you know where they put Frankie in the Bunny costume and the Mom loves it? Oh yeah that was me. Then I paraded Melissa around the neighborhood to display her to all we know. Again, laughing at her with the neighbors. Another wonderful and productive thing to do.

delay

since my m-i-l is here there is a slight delay in postings, since I KNOW all you do is wait for a new posting. Checking the blog several times a day just WAITING for something from me.....alas you will have to wait till the week after spring break. Maybe I will actually have something interesting to say.

dysfunctional hour again.....

I buy my kids guilt. All the time. It is a horrible bad thing to do, and I know it. I just can't overcome it. The most recent guilt???? Coordinating Easter outfits for all.....we will be twinners!!! (Me clapping and jumping up and down down). All Melissa's fault, really. She found the clothes, who am I to resist a good bargain on twinner outfits???? So yellow and blue here we come!!! (The weather needs to get with it!!)
The other bad thing i did???? I fed the kids cookies for breakfast, more than one morning too!! They loved it! Of, course I joined in ;)

Some people's kids.....

My Dad used to say whenever HIS kids were doing something bad/embarrassing/cute "Some people's kids..." I never thought i would be embarrassed my my own kids, but this last week has brought it to a whole new level. And it is all Melissa's fault! HA HA!
First, I am desperately looking for a miracle swimsuit. I want one of those tankini things, they are so cute. But I need a swimsuit that minimizes my plump butt, enhances and uplifts boobs and sucks in belly flab. In short I need a miracle. I took Ryan and Melissa shopping with me. Oh boy, it was hell. They did fine till the dressing room. I decided to be brave and venture into a bikini, a little one at that. The babies had been running rampant in the dressing room, tried to open the door a few times (it did not lock from the inside) and crawling under the wall or bench. I am hurrying, i really am. But the babies were like little birds freed from a cage when I had the bikini half off me and in just my underclothing. The babies fled in tow different directions into the store screaming and giggling gleefully. I in my panties chased them down and ripped them out the the clothing racks they went to and wanted to die, just die that I am in the department store (not dressing room area) in my panties. All i could think was; did I shave???
One would think after such a venture the rest of the week would go somewhat uneventful. Oh no, how could that be with Melissa? Grocery shopping day comes and I take all the kids with me. This is ALWAYS a bad idea. I have the worst kids in the store, things are thrown, kids are complaining, whining about every darn thing. I don't know why I think I can get anything done when I take them. We are in the meat section, and the kids are just starting to misbehave. I am almost done. Melissa announces, "I hot, I hot." I ignore her thinking I need to hurry. She said, "hot in here". And then she strips. Um, yeah that was my kids taking off all her clothes in the meat section. All of them, all. Of course everyone was laughing. I did the mature, so very adult thing, I promptly headed to the cashier and got the heck out of there!
One day I will laugh about this, maybe next week sometime.

dysfunctional hour.....

Melissa strips TOTALLY naked. Then she tells me, "I nakied". I casually acknowledge this. She then says, "I need exercise." Not sure what naked and exercise have to do with each other, not sure I want to think about it. But clearly I have caused some dysfunctionality in this situation.

mischief is coming

Don't they just look like trouble??

This is the former guest room I converted to the playroom. Seriously the best decision ever! I told Ron that us parents can get the house back. It has felt like toys and kids were everywhere we went, no adult space what so ever. Adult space is REALLY important to me. I am not one of those parents that likes the kids around all the time and everywhere. I NEED space and adult time. Creating this little playroom has helped with that. Or at least it makes me feel more balanced between parent and a normal person.

Quotes from Melissa

"Come on Ry ry let's go to the mall .... RIGHT NOW!"

"Give me hug Ry Ry"

"I like clothes"

"play with me....RIGHT NOW!"

"Look at me in window"

Playoffs and rock 'n roll!

What could be better than a combination of Dallas Cowboy football playoffs and Rock Band on the Wii? Everyone in the family gets into it. Well, I don't get into the football so much. I have made sure everyone in the family has Cowboy shirts/outfits but me. Hmmm....and I hand't really planned on changing this either. I might get a Saints shirt. Then Ron and I may have some conflicting issues. Diversity is good!!

The kids looked to cute all coordinated in their Cowboy gear. Then they let their true sides come out in playing Rock Band. Melissa and Caleb love it. Caleb loves the drums and Melissa loves to help with this. Which then causes a fight. What's a family without fighting kids??

Dysfunctional Hour

During the much fun trip to Utah I got to meet with my BFF, very BFF ever (I sound like I am 15!) and as usual had a round of giggles. We can not get together without laughing till our sides hurt, and what fun it is. She is so creative, and funny. Sometimes crazy funny, which makes me love her all the more. I think she is the best. Well, my super BFF came up with this idea we should have our own talk show. (She is always coming up with money making ideas which we of course, never fulfill. ) Christine decided we should have "Dysfunctional Hour". Where we talk about all the dysfunctional things in our family (sorry fam but you know there are plenty!) and the dysfunctional things we do to our hubbies, and especially when it comes to raising our kids. WE laughed and laughed till we had tears about the coffee dysfunctional hour and the endless topics we could pursue. SO I decided to actually DO something about this. (Past suggestions we laugh and say how great it would be.) Of course, I have no $ for a cable TV show on this topic, yet alone a radio show. Hence, the enter the blog. I will TRY, I vow, to enter something completely dysfunctional that I experienced, or subjected other people to each week. Then you as my small audience must tell me what you did, all more the better!!


Without further ado.....
My dysfunctional thing this week, all I can think of, is I told Melissa to go scare Ron. The thing is I KNEW Ron was on the potty, going ...err... potty. Like he would be there a loooooong time. HA HA!! I also knew he had not locked the door. Snicker snicker, "Melissa go yell BOOO at Daddy!" What kind of mother/wife would manipulate her kid into thinking scaring Daddy on the potty is funny?? My mission was not successful, but at least I tried.

Ok, one down, unknown amounts left to go....

This is my favorite picture of Ryan, well favorite recently. He thinks getting his picture taken is so great, but has failed to grasp the concept of holding still for the camera. He will run towards me the moment I get it out and try to grab it. Cute as it is makes picture taking a chore since the subject is always in motion. Isn't Ryan always in motion?? He has picked up so many new words it is amazing. Seems like he is in a rush for everything (rush to be born, rush to walk, etc). Since I like to brag (what parent doesn't?) His vocab now consists of: thank you, outside, light, kitty, doggie, ball, car, harley (more like lee), hi, bye and momma and daddy. He likes to be the greeter. I took him out to lunch for a play date earlier this week and he went to each and every table and said hello to the people there. He would stand in front of the table until he eye contact was made then he would say (more like yell) "hiiii!". Then RUN to the next table. Cute? Yes. Good for trying to keep track of a two year old on a play date? No. Good for trying to eat lunch in a crowded fast food joint? Nope. But cute.

Caleb and Melissa were just goofing around and I was able to snatch these shots. It is a perfect portrait of their relationship. Of course, this must be on Caleb's terms. AKA- no friends are around to see this, no friends are around to play with and NEVER EVER repeat that he plays with his little sister. But when these terms are met he does quite well. Caleb will occasionally indulge in a rolling on the floor wrestling match with both babies. This occasion is so rare it has yet to be photographed for evidence.

Christmas Eve night, well early morning Christmas was such hard work that Banjo just couldn't keep up. And all the kids were sleeping, they looked so sweet and just like "sugar plums dancing in their heads".

We went to Utah right after Christmas for an overdue visit. We, the Peterson's, have been terribly demanding on the family and make them journey here. Mostly due to $$ constrictions, and well 10 - 11 hours in the car with three kids just does not make out to fun. The kids were amazing in the car, believe it or not. The above picture is Melissa so excited to see "Nemo" at the aquarium there in Sandy. Caleb and Melissa LOVED the place. It was so crowded we could not get the stroller through most of it. Which made for frustrated parents with kids going in all directions, but it was fun in the end. Or so I tell myself.

There was so much snow there in Utah!! Crazy levels of snow. The babies have never seen snow like this. Much to our surprise Melissa did not like the snow. She likes sledding down the hill, but carry her up the hill, across the street, and so forth. What a prima donna!

Typical Ryan and Caleb photo, both crying. There were lots of tears shed during the Utah trip, mostly because there was so much to do and see, and so little sleep and lack of schedule. We through it out the window! And yes, we suffered when we got home too! The kids just this week have gotten back to bed time BEFORE 11 PM!! No fun for when I have to get up with Caleb to get ready for school. Caleb decided he would be responsible enough to get himself up, ready, teeth brushed and out the door without waking. He claims he knew how tired I have been. Well, all I know is I woke up to the TV on the cartoon channel, food on the table and no Caleb. I screamed and yelled, looked through out the house. Of course called Ron in a near panic! Then I called the school, yep, he's there and fine. Caleb sure caught an earful when arriving home. So the next morning he decided he would just leave me a note. Never mind the note is REALLY small and barely seen on the counter ledge......sigh. Not sure what I will do with that boy.

The begining of the updated blog. Pics. Pics. Pics.

I'll update more later.......or edit this post

New Year's Resolutions

I used to hate these resolution things, why makes goals on things I know I am not going to do? Then I got old and I TRY to make them every year. TRY being the operative word. I actually think about things I want done during the year. Stupid things mostly, but some goals are better than no goals.
So here are my New Year's Resolutions:
Feed the kids breakfast BEFORE 10 AM, so they stop bugging me.
Walk these beasts of animals daily, so they stop bugging me.
Update this blog so I can stop feeling guilty about not keeping friends and family informed on my daily happenings. AKA so they can stop bugging me.
I will try to eat breakfast, before lunch time, and lunch before dinner time.
I will think about getting a job--ooo already done see??

That's all, otherwise I feel like an underachiever that did not get anything done during the previous year. ;)