I don't even know what to title this post.......

It's going to be another multiple post kind of day. Actually, I couldn't bring myself to put this in the same post as my child. Therefore, it is a post of it's own.

Disclaimer.....some may find this disturbing, wrong, wierd, wrong, and maybe a little wrong. Continue at your own risk.

I heard about this on the radio this morning. I didn't believe it. I HAD to see this freak for myself. I googled it. It made me a little nauseas. And creeped out. I'd like to think that I am a pretty tolerant person. We all have the free agency to do what we want with our life, right? But, I also believe in consequences, and it you choose to become a man, I also believe you give up the right to the privelage of having children. That's something Heavenly Father gave to women. What do you think?

3 year old logic

Some days, Jake will just run around the house in his undies. He's happy. I'm happy. If it ain't broke, why try to fix it, right? Yesterday he told me he wanted a ham sandwich. I told him to go get the ham out of the fridge in the garage (the fridge in our house is not working). As usual, he was just in his underwear. It's cold in the garage. He didn't want to be cold. This is what he did to stay warm while making the trek to the "outside" fridge.

Happy Birthday Madi!!!!

My oldest "baby" is 12. (to see that on the computer screen just blows my mind!) She is such a great girl. She had a visit from the YW Pres today, and got a spiral bound book with her personal progress book, personal progress journal, For the Strength of the Youth, and True to the Faith. She also gave her a journal to write her thoughts and feelings and experiences in with the building of the TF Temple. She was so excited. And then, later tonight, her Beehive advisor, YW 2nd counselor, and the Personal Progress leader stopped by to say "Happy Birthday!" and gave her a little gift. She loved it. Even though she didn't speak, except to say thank you. (she's so shy)

She chose to eat at the Manderin House for dinner. Can you say "spendalotamoney"? That place is pricey!! Anyway, it was yummy. Before we went out to dinner, my parents came over, and we opened gifts. She also got to open the present Cory's parents sent. Here are a few pics.

Alvin and the Chipmonks soundtrack. She was excited to get this. It was a last minute gift, since she told me last night it was something she wanted.

A Tomagochi from Grandma Blad. Madi lost the one Santa brought her, so she was happy to get a replacement.

A webkinz monkey from Mom & Dad. I knew she would be happy with this! She's been carrying it around all night, like a little kid.

Rock star shades... I couldn't wait for her to get these. She just recently got contact. She wore these to the restaurant.

Beautiful earrings from Grandma and Grandpa Manion...And 25 buck...lucky!

She requested strawberry shortcake for her birthday cake. Fine with me...yum!

So there you have it. My almost teenager, young woman, can't believe she's growing up so fast Madi. We love you Madi. So glad you chose us. You are a wonderful young woman, and we are so proud of you, for the help you give us, for the way you help your brothers and sister, for the example you are to all of us. Hope your day was fabulous!

P.I.J.......

Okay, so this is going to be a multiple post kind of day. When a random thought hits me, you're gonna hear about it.



First of all, here is a picture of what snow looks like on March 26th.

I still believe this is evil snow. It just doesn't have the same "dissapear on camera" ability that the snow from this morning did. And, in the spirit of my friend Ashlee's post from today, I'm grateful for the moisture it is bringing to this dry desert area. (was that okay, Ashlee?) But dangit, it's starting to stick!! Ooops....that last one wasn't so positive. But I'm trying!

Now, for the explanation of P.I.J. I believe I may have just coined a new term for a condition that most pregnant women have. (If someone else has already discovered this condition, forgive me.) Pregnancy Induced Justification. I am now to the point of the pregnancy where I blame everything on being pregnant. Like my emotions, feeling, actions, words that come out of my mouth, food that goes in my mouth, forgetting stuff...you get the idea. Heck, who am I kiddiding? I've pretty much blaming all that on the pregnancy since day 1! Take this morning, for example. My visiting teaching partner, Julie, and I had planned to run something to all the sisters we visit. We were meeting at the 1st house at 10:30. I was tired this morning (well, all the time, really). I had gotten dressed, put my contacts in...just needed to do hair and make-up, which I knew I could do in about 10 minutes. Cory had come home for a few minutes. Jake was content watching TV in his jammies. I thought, I've got about 40 minutes. I just need to rest my eyes for a few minutes, then I'll finish getting ready. I woke up from "resting my eyes" at 1030. Got hair and make-up done in a record 5 minutes! Thank Heaven's Cory was home, so I didn't have to worry about getting Jake ready, too. But, it's all okay. I'm pregnant, and my body obviously needed the rest, right? Or, how about letting Jake watch far too much TV during the day? I'm pregnant, and just don't have the energy to be an active Mommy, right? Or, how about the latest craving of ice cream? Obviously, the baby has been low on calcium (no, I eat too many Tums, can't be that), or sugar (that's just crazy), or artificial mint flavoring (that must be it). I wouldn't be eating it every day, otherwise. Besides, I'm also craving fresh baby spinach, so that has to cancel out anything bad in the ice cream. Pregnancy Induced Justification. I wonder how I go about getting that in the OB Medical Journals??

What the Crap!?!

So, I'm sitting here browsing some of my favorite blogs, enjoying a stale, pink peep (my fave..yummy), when I look out the window to see large, white flakes, falling to the ground. You've got to be kidding me! It's almost April. Stop already! I am sooooo over Winter! I thought maybe I'll take a picture of the evil snow, (to post on the blog, of coarse). This particular type of evil snow has the ability to become invisible on camera. I couldn't get a good picture, which is not a surprise, because I never get good pictures. And to top it all off, in my hurry to get the sliding glass door open to take the stupid picture, I broke a nail. Clear down to the nail bed. Ouch. This apparently is not going to be my day.

Last day....

Today was my last day of work. I had told my supervisor that we are moving, and that I wouldn't be coming back after the baby's born. To be honest with you, I didn't expect a big farewell party or anything, but I at least thought that I would get a goodby cake like everyone else who leaves. I've worked there for almost 5 years. And I've helped out when we were short on nurses. And I've been a team player. I feel like I'm a good nurse. I thought I maybe made a difference. I didn't even make the Monday Memo yesterday.(the weekly calendar they post every Monday, with birthdays, meetings, usually letting you know when someone's last day is) I really tried not to let it bother me too much. Then, during lunch, when my supervisor and the office manager went to Costco to pick up office supplies, coffee cups, etc., they picked up a cake. I'm thinking it was a last minute thought of "Oh yeah, it's Bonnie's last day. We should probably do something" Why do I think that? It was FROZEN!!! The whole thing was frozen, except the words "Best Wishes, Bonnie". I guess I should be more grateful, and less "poor me", but I just kind of felt like it was a slap in the face. After that I had a ton of people come up to me and say "I didn't know it was your last day!" , and lots of sincere well wishes and we'll miss yous. Even from the Doctors, which meant alot. I know I will be missed by my friends. I just wanted to know that what I did was appreciated. I'm going to miss working with some of the fabulous people at Physician's Center. Now....on to birthing my child...next week!!!!(don't know the day yet, but I will be induced next week!!)

More funny Jake....

We have been working with Madi to get her Faith in God completed before her birthday. She finished passing off her Articles of Faith tonight. After she went to bed, Jake said he wanted to learn some. So I had him repeat what I said. This is Jake's version of the 1st Article of Faith.....

Me- We believe
Jake-We believe
Me-in God, the Eternal Father
Jake-in God, the Eternal Father
Me- and in His son, Jesus....
Jake- and in His son, Jesus Christ!
Me- and in the Holy......(thinking he would know this)
Jake-and in the Holy cow?

Sad....

Just saw this story on KSL that broke my heart. Yet I was also inspired. Inspired by the stregnth of the parents and this sweet little girl. Warmed at the thought of her 3rd wish. What wonderful memories must have been made with President Monson. Saddened at the thought of the horrible pain and sadness this family must be going through. Grateful that they have the Gospel to help comfort them through this very difficult time. Amazed at the faith this family has. I don't know if I would react the same way if I were in their situation. They have a blog. Click here to visit. My prayers are certainly with this little family.

Happy day after Easter!

Did you all have a fabulous Easter? I hope so. We had a great weekend with my parents. Thanks Mom and Dad for so much fun! The kids had a blast. We colored eggs Sat, and had an Easter egg hunt Sunday after dinner. (I slept during the hunt. Nice.) Dinner was so yummy. And the kids played outside the whole time. They loved it! Here is a funny little converstion we had on the way home from Church yesterday. Let me preface it with, during Sacrament meeting there was a beautiful instrumental trio by the Primary chorister and 2 of her grown children.

Madi- I know you used to baby sit the music lady's kids. (talking about the Primary chorister)

Me- Really? Did she tell you that?

Madi- Yeah.

Grandma- And did you know that the boy who played the cello is a cowboy? So that means you can be a rough, tough cowboy, and still play beautiful music on an instrument.

Jake- (looking at me, very confused) But Cowboy is a dog.

The other Grandma has a shih-tzu puppy, named Cowboy.

We had a good chuckle over that. 3 year olds crack me up.

We should have charged rent....

Last winter we would occasionally find a hornet sluggishly flying around our house. Weird. This went on all winter long and into the spring and summer. Nobody ever got stung, but it always freaked me out! One day, last summer, Cory decided to find out where they were coming from. He walked around the house, and noticed they were flying in and out of a hole on the side of the house. So, he went down into the crawl space (literally a crawl on your belly space) and looked around for the hornet's entrance. That's when a found a hornet's nest. Eeewwwww!!! It gives me the willies just thinking about it. He was armed with a can of wasp spray, and sprayed it directly into the opening of the nest-the entire can. Looking back, he's pretty lucky he wasn't poisoned, or attacked. And that was the end of having stinging bugs flying around our house. He never did go back and take the nest down. Well, this past week, we've seen a few baby hornets (that's what we think they are) in our house. Once again, eeeewwww! Freaks the kids out-and me, too. So once again, my brave shining knight of a husband braved the crawl space to check out the nest. Luckily, he didn't see anything in our crawl space. But he did decide to remove the nest. He brought it up to show the kids. This is what it looked like.

Well, this is what it looked like with all the paper/fiber covering removed. Gross, huh? Just look at all those little apartments. Think of all the money we could have made charging rent! Anyway....at least it's gone, now. But I'd still like to know where those other little bugs were coming from.