Kendall and Sharon Batson: November 2007

Sunday, November 11, 2007

The wait is over...

We're moving to Spokane, WA! Oh, wait, first I should mention that Kendall has been accepted to nursing school. Yeah, it's in Spokane. Thus, the move. He starts January 3rd, so we pretty much have to high tail it up there ASAP. Now we have the trick of finding a new place to live, and, well, rearranging our entire lives once again. Really, it's no big deal. I'm not having anxiety attacks or anything. Seriously! Sheesh! HOLY COW! How on earth am I going to get through this?!? I HATE moving. Way bad. It's aweful. I like change. I like meeting new people, going to new wards, learning how to get around in new neighborhoods, making new friends. I also love organizing a new home. What do I HATE then? The packing, the getting stuff together, cuz we have too much stuff. What stinks is that we really like all our stuff. I think about trying to trim down and how on earth would I do that? Some is seasonal: yeah we just get it out once a year...justified. Some is age appropriate: toys too young for Eric and too advanced for Eli and baby clothes in every size imaginable (these will begin to be trimmed down once Noah grows out of them). Some things vary in size: Okay, so I'm a child-bearing mommy. I need wardrobes in about 4 different sizes: regular, regular plus a few lbs., early pregnancy, mid pregnancy, late pregnancy, post pregnancy phase 1 and phase 2 and back to regular...oops that's 7 different sizes of clothing. My husband can't believe how many clothes I have. Has he not seen any of my friends' closets?

Back to the stuff issue. There's the food storage...heh heh, well we don't have a year's worth, or probably not even 3 months worth, but it's enough random stuff here and there that really adds up to several boxes...stuff. There's also the entertaining stuff, mostly in the form of wedding gifts, the pretty things that I have to hide from my kids, but have to have accessible so I can impress all my friends and folk that I have over for engaging dinner parties and get-togethers. (Pride and Prejudice book club...got out the crystal pitcher, yes!). There's the sewing stuff, the scrapbooking/whateverelse project stuff, the books, the furniture...Oh no, there's Eric's stuff...oh man and there are the toys! Okay, I KNOW we don't have as many toys as most families I know, but really, do we even need this many? And isn't Christmas coming upDo we actually need more? wow. I totally forgot about all the memoribilia stuff, my mission stuff, kendall's mission stuff, photo albums, journals...................we have a STUFF PROBLEM. Can't i just blink like the genie and have it all appear in my new home? Oh yeah, can I blink and have a new home arranged for me? OH boy.

Kendall is starting Nursing school in January. I'm so glad and grateful. This is an answer to many prayers offered by not just us, I'm sure. Thank you.

Who's saying what?

September 12, 2009
Oh to be in so much wonder of the world as a two year old! Noah looks at new things every day and loves to say, "Wow! Amazing!" Oh yeah and he calls everything wonderful too!

July 23, 2009
Since about May or so Eli has been very interested in how old he is. When we ask him, he says, "I freezer old!"
I made the mistake once of giving him 3 of some sort of treat, saying that he got 3 because he's 3 years old. Now, anytime I give him anything he says, "But I freezer old!" Meaning, I MUST give him 3!

A couple of weeks ago we were going to play with the Huismans. Eli knew he would see Greg and he started asking, "Mommy Greggars freezer old too?" "Yes, Eli, Greggars is 3 years old just like you." He thought for a moment and then figured out, "Oh! He same big are me!" I love 3 year old grammer.

Eli has also memorized when his birthday is. When we ask him he says, "My burfday is Febrary!" Since his birthday is on the 5th, I showed him that he could hold up all 5 fingers. Now when we ask him he says, really loudly, "My burfday Febrary fift!" with whole lot of spit and a very proud extended high five-style hand.

Today at the park Noah was having a blast climbing UP the slide. IT was a fairly tall slide and he felt very accomplished. When he would get to the top, he'd hang his head over and look for either me or Eli then say, "What doing?" Then he'd laugh and slide on down. This was repeated a bunch of times.

Some of Noah's phrases lately, "Where are you?" "Oh, there I are!" "I wanna hide" (usually under a blanket or a table, etc.) He'll tell us a whole lot of gibberish that we don't understand, while holding his hands out, palms up, like he's explaining something. Then he says, "K?", very know-it-all like we should know exactly what he's talking about.

11-09-08
"Don't mess with me!"
This is said as he waves his finger at me and gives me a squinted-eye look.

September 2008
"I wanna like pirate!" As he climbs up and sits on top of the toilet tank. Anyone seen that commercial?

"I wanna like friends!" This means that he wants to hold hands and walk toward whereever it is HE wants to go.

"I wanna sleep mommy." This means that I have to lay down and fall asleep with him.

"I wanna need it." He wants to need just about anything that anyone else has.

July 2008
This is what I heard from the back of the van tonight. "bacons? (translation: spankins? as in do you need spankins?). Time out! bacons! time out!" Wow, is this how I sound to him?

"Later! Catch the bus!" As he puts on his really cool free IKEA backpack (upside down, mind you) and is heading toward the door. But before getting to the door he had to come back and get his good bye kiss. He just wants to be like daddy and big brother!

"Out!", he screams to me, pointing his finger to get me out of HIS kitchen (which, by the way, he pronounces chichen). Hmmm...where would he get this kind of bossiness?