Frank call

This morning I walked into Evangels room to put away laundry. She was lying in her bed and Michael was sitting beside the bed watching her. “What’s wrong Evangel?” I asked.

“I’m tired,” she said.

Michael sitting there looking exasperated shook his head and said, “We had an argument,” he took a deep breath and then started his long winded explanation. “And I really think that she is trying to Frank call me because she was fine a few minutes ago, and she wasn’t tired at all. But then we were fighting and now she’s mad but saying that she’s tired.”

I must say that I was only half listening to the second half because my brain froze at the frank call and I was trying not to laugh while he was telling me something that he thought was serious.  Oh the things kids say……

Professional Driver

“That lady was eating while she was driving,” Evangel said while we were driving down the road.

 “It’s not illegal for people to eat while they are driving,” Michael matter -of-factly told Evangel.

“Did you know that it is illegal to talk on your cell phone in Oregon while you are driving?” I asked Michael.

“Yeah it’s illegal here too, unless you are a professional driver,” Michael said.

Evangel was quiet and then asked, “Is mommy a professional driver?”

“Yes! She can drive with her knees!” Michael said like it was the coolest thing in the world. And it was then that I decided I want to be a professional driver when I grow up. Hahahaha

Pig Butt

The other morning Sarah bought a cooked Boston butt and it was so moist it just fell apart. So of course we had pork sandwiches for dinner. After we were done Sarah asked Evangel if she had a pig in her tummy.

“No.” Evangel said.

“Yes you do. Actually you have a pig butt in your tummy,” Sarah said.

We were all laughing. “Go tell daddy that you have a pig butt in your tummy,” Sarah told her.

Evangel headed down the hallway to the office laughing as Nana, Joy, Sarah and I sat at the table listening.

“Daddy,” Evangels voice said down the hall. “Mommy said to tell you that I…..” she paused as though she wanted to laugh because she knew she was saying something funny. “….have a pig (pause) BUTT in my tummy.” We didn’t hear his response because we were all laughing so hard.

Are you going to write that down?

Today I told Evangel that I write stories about the things we do and put it on the internet. I told her that people read what I write about us. She laughed and looked at me like she didn’t believe me and went back to drawing.

She must have believed me because 5 minutes later she said something funny and I laughed. She looked toward the paper I had been writing on and said “Are you going to write that down?”

Vacuum Bags

Sarah and I were standing in the aisle in Wal-Mart looking at the array of different vacuum bags. We were trying to remember what size we needed. So we guessed the size and she grabbed a box of the frebreze scented vacuum bags. She is sensitive to scents so she opened the top to see if she could stand the scent. She puts her nose to it, jerks back and exclaims, “Oh God! We would die!” And oh my goodness the look on her face was so comical I laugh as I type this now.  As I’m sure you have guessed we didn’t buy the scented vacuum bags.

Nanny Toys

“Next!” Evangel said moving on to the next part of her homework.

“Next!” I said as we were sorting through the papers on the table. Her hands stilled.

“Did you just copy me?” Evangel asked incredulous. I paused for a second, thought about it and realized that I did copy her.

“Yeah I did. I’m sorry,” I said with an apologetic voice.

“It’s okay,” Evangel said with a small smile. “Santa will still bring you presents. Not toys, but nanny toys.”

It took all of my self control to not laugh so with my best serious voice I could muster I said, “Oh well that’s good.”

I’m relieved to know that Santa will still be bringing me toys, not just any toys but nanny toys.

Shhh Don't tell

Sarah was looking through the 2011 Camaro collection accessories catalog. She came across a kids motorized Camaro that she thought the kids would like. So she called Evangel downstairs held out the magazine and said, “Look at this.” Evangel looked at it, looked up at Sarah smiled and said “I want that.” She took the magazine and walked back upstairs. She gets to the top of the stairs and we hear Michael say, “Let me see.” So me and Sarah go up a few stairs and sit down to listen to them making plans about who would get to drive the Camaro. Sarah and I were trying not to laugh as we sat there doing exactly what the kids are told not to do…eavesdrop. Then Michael called for Sarah so we very quietly run down the stairs so that her voice came from downstairs not on the stairs and it was greatly amusing but shhh don’t tell the kids. 

the cake walk

Sarah and I wanted the cake shaped like a corn cob. So 10 cake walks later…..after using 7 people to represent us and almost $30 later we won a cake, but not the cake we wanted. And it was very disappointing. It was so full of peanut butter that we had to choke it down with milk. Sarah is going to take it to the fire station because we don’t want to torture the kids with it. But after me and Sarah realized what our competitiveness got us we just had to laugh. And we laughed and laughed and laughed. In fact my stomach is hurting right now from all the laughter.And I had to wipe tears out of my eyes to type this. And all we wanted was the corn cob cake.

Freeze!

Michael had his karate belt test today which was a really fun to watch. After the test Tom started walking out to the car with Evangel; Sarah and I were still talking inside. In the midst of it all Michael had grabbed his bag and headed out the door to join Tom and Evangel. At the same moment Sarah and I noticed Michael heading to the busy parking through the studios glass window. Sarah reacted and started quickly heading toward the door. Not even 3 steps out the door right before Michael walked out into the parking lot she yells, “FREEZE!” His feet stop and he turns around eyes wide. But it seemed to have the opposite effect on the dad that had been waiting outside. And he jumped out of his skin when Sarah yelled past him at Michael. “That scared me,” he said to Sarah as she walked toward the still frozen Michael. We got to Michael and walked into the parking lot. We looked behind us at the dad who had his hand on his chest over his heart as if he was still recovering from being scared and we had to laugh. And we just kept laughing.....

My view from the kitchen bar

So I am at a party sitting at the kitchen bar and everyone is talking around me. There are dishes all over the counter from our recently finished dinner. The kids are upstairs playing the drums as loud as possible and the moms are talking. Then you have the dads who are standing across the kitchen from each other trying to have a conversation over the drums and their wives. And the vacuum is going in the kitchen because one of the ladies is cleaning up the accidently dropped beer bottle pieces. Then there is me sitting at the bar looking around and feeling strangely at home in this loud crazy place. And as I sit there feeling rather content I look around me until my eyes land on Sarah at the end of the counter. She is holding the bag of marshmallows intended for the s’mores wearing an amused guilty look on her face trying to smile at me around the marshmallow she had just put in her mouth. I laughed and grabbed a pen because I had to share this moment with you……

A happy heart moment

“Uh-oh Miss Heather.”  A faraway voice calls.

 I pause closing the blinds to listen better.

“Uh-oh Miss Heather.” The small calm but concerned voice of Evangel says.

Oh no! What does that voice mean? I’ve never heard that tone before.

“What’s wrong?” I called walking toward the stairs.

“Uh-oh Miss Heather.” Evangel  says at the top of the stairs with her wet hair hanging down around the front of her face with a towel on top of her hair that I had wrapped around her head a minute before.“It came undone.”

So there’s me at the bottom of the stairs and Evangel at the top with her wet hair covering her face with a towel on top. She raised her head to look at me through her wet strands of hair, I smiled, she smiled and we both broke into peals of laughter. This is what I like to call a happy heart moment ;P

Something new

With all the changes in my life recently I decided why not do a blog? It could be fun, a place where I can share all the different expierences that I am having and people might even read it ;P So I am doing it, I am going to write a blog. It was kind of hard decideing what to name it but I think that I have made an appropriate choice. When your plans change....because boy did they! Never in my wildess imagination did I think that I would move across the country to live with people I had never met before to practically become part of a family. But God had a plan and so far I'm liking God's plan a whole lot more then mine. Well I must go so goodbye for now and I will write again soon.
Yours Truely
Heather