Funny things they say...

Emree

"Mom, I just thought of this! If Jesus is in heaven then we won't have to say our prayers anymore."

"I hate everything about this. Being me is unbelievable."

"Jesse, I love you because you actually helped me pick up my toys tonight" 

Jesse:

"It is not a conversation!" (He meant competition)

"Baby Brighton, say tiger face!" (We were all suggestion small words like dada)

"I loved you mom because you play toys with me."

Baby B

 " dadadadadada"

:)

You're Brave...

Running errands with three little ones always makes for a spectacal. The funniest was a lady who saw me when I was babysitting an extra little one and so I was heading into the grocery store with four little ones five and under. She laughed and joked,"you're either brave or stupid." It made me chuckle. We usually make it through the store these days because there is a little mechanical horse at the end that you can ride for one penny. Worth it every time. In fact, they usually supply the pennies. Even better! 

  We have tried to instill in our kids the concept that you work for money and money buys things. I believe the next lesson will be... Things don't buy happiness. Haha they always want everything in the store, but I guess I can't blame them because so do I. Today Emree asked for some over priced tic tacso. Since when were to tic tacs over a dollar. I gave in and got to watch how much her and Jesse enjoyed every single one. It was pretty cute. He worships the ground em walks on and I know he is going to miss her next week when she starts kindergarten. 

  Anyways, we made it through the store today because I let my kids eat all the grapes and because they were just happy. It was a good day. Although I am always perplexed by how much we spend on groceries each month. I just have little kids I can not imagine how big our bill will be one day. Oh man!

Starting again...

 I use to keep a journal. In high school and while Ty and I were dating, I wrote almost every day. I loved the clarity I got from writing things down and the insight. I am a highly emotional person and taking the time to think through things really benefits me. I also love reading my thoughts back and remembering exactly what I was feeling in the moment. It makes me sad that one day I may forget how Emree fake laughs, how Jesse hates to be left behind or how Brighton lights up when a member of our little family enters the room. I want to remember the great space that Ty and I are in. How supportive we have been of each other and the love that has been extended. I want to remember our adjustment to Michigan and how exciting it is to be in our very own house. How even though sometimes we feel like we have everything we need, other times we are collecting pop cans to get a little extra. I just want to remember the good, the bad, the hard, the fun. I want to live in the now and enjoy our stage in life. 

  So here goes another stage of blogging.  We will see where this one leads. Hopefully somewhere...

Butterfly clips

I got my hair done today. I found the salon via groupon and decided to try it out. It appeared to be normal, but I felt slightly awkward as she highlighted my hair.  As my hair was processing, I tried to seem interested as she showed me all the ways in which one could use butterfly clips. The final touch was the hour she spent doing my hair with the butterfly clips she had just finished telling be about. She performed some scary up-do she called the Taylor swift fo a-line. I tried to hold back the giggles but kinda failed. Let's just say I am super glad I didn't let her cut my hair as well. This is honestly the worst my hair has ever been styled.  

Not a stone...

So now I am using my blog to vent about my health problems and not brag about my children or make fun of them haha. I am sort of just rambling and docummenting ... I went to a uralogists. He was suppose to set up an appointment to blast my kidney stone. Only one problem. He didn't think it was a kidney stone. Didn't really give me any idea of what else it could be. Now I only am suppose to live in Sacramento for two more weeks and I have to figure this all out before I leave. They are going to do an x-ray thinga ma jig (ty would love my medical terms) it will show whether or not the thing they think they are seeing in all the other tests is actually a kidney stone in my ureter or not. From there we scope to blast the stone or scope to figure out what it is. Either way it all sounds sort of terrible. However, my family is coming in one week from today and we find out where we match for residency and my dancers perform the King's game and we are blessing Brighton. Life is sort of crazy!

One Night

Here is a regular night for us these days:

Em and Jesse in bed by 8.

Brighton usually asleep by 10 (we enjoy time with him while the others are muted :))

We crawl into bed by 11.

Brighton up at 3.

Ty up for work at 5.

Brighton up at 6:30

Em and Jesse at 7:30.

They are doing pretty good now I think I just need to go to bed earlier. 

Why are they staring at me...

I had a dr appointment today and had to get a chest x-ray before. Anyways, I was waiting for my x-ray to print and I noticed these two women across the room from me looking at me. They were whispering, but it was definitely about me. It went through my head... What are they thinking? Sometimes I look at people and think they are super pretty and catch myself doing a double take, sometimes the opposite. Hmmm. Then the x-Ray tech  called my name, I grabbed my x-Ray and went to leave. All of the sudden there was a tap on my shoulder. "Excuse me. Your shirt is all rolled up." The lady from across the room got up to tell me. Now, I know what was going through her mind... That poor lady couldn't even get herself dressed right after her x-Ray. Oh well... Maybe next time ;). I am gonna pretend she also thought I was super pretty . 

My kidney stone...

Here goes my terrible tale haha... This is how it all started. First, I had a baby. Then I had blood in my urine that I was unsure about. At first I wasn't sure what it was because I had blood regaurdless, then I figured out this was different. I had to switch doctors around and talk a friend in my ward into seeing me, but log story short... One urine analysis, blood tests, ultra sound and ct scan later I have a 7 mm kidney stone and possible two other really small ones. I have had pain the last two weeks, but not bad. Like a 3 on a pain scale... Sometimes a little worse. So, tomorrow I have an appointment with a uralogist. We are moving in Less than three weeks and I need to get this taken care of while and where I have insurance. I have yet to feel the hurandous pain that everyone says happens with kidney stones... I will keep you posted on that. 

Coke!

So I have a kidney stone. Almost everyone in my family has had one. I feel like it may be a slight rite of passage in becomeing a true Baker, but, anyways, I have one. Now, I am hoping it passes... I drank 1 cup short of two liters of Coke in about an hour and a half and ate a bunch of asparagus. It's supposed to help. My Dad says to just drink tons and tons of water, but the coke sort of just left me feeling like I am going to explode. It might be like those things you try to get you into labor... You just end up miserable and nothing happens anyways. Hmm, this night could be interesting. I will keep you posted on my new experiment. :)

Very Deep Down

Tyler likes to think that deep down I like our three chickens. (That's right, we have chickens). Maybe I do, in a place very very deep down. I do none of the work. They really don 't bother me or make or break my life. I like the free eggs, but I really am not a huge egg fan... Unless they are in cookies or cake. But to be honest they sort of scare me. I won't pick them up and I don't like to feed them.

Jesse is pretty scared of the chickens. He runs from them like they are after him. After realizing the chickens were in the front yard Jesse ran to dad for help. I can hear it now, "Jesse, deep down I think you like our chickens."

Nightmares

Jesse woke up last night in the middle of the night yelling, "Dad, Mom, I need you." You could tell he was upset and so I went into his room and laid next to him. I asked him if he was okay to which he responded that he had lots of scaries. Our conversation went as follows:

Me: "Can you think about anything happy?"

Jesse: "I don't know, what is happy?"

Me: "Like Flowers, or Rainbows." (It was late, I was groggy. I am not sure why those were my suggestions.

Jesse: "Like Icecream, and balloons, and Merrit."

He fell right asleep. He sure loves his friend Merrit :)

Merrit is the one on the left... he is famous in our house.

Plus one these days ...

My new life makes me laugh. Each time I have had a new baby enter our lives I have been reminded that my life is not my own. However, this being the third time that has happened; not only am I reminded, but I have come to the realization that it will never ever be mine and only mine again. I am not disappointed by this, but it has caused me to adjust. For example, when I had Emree I spent so much time in my pjs with out a shower counting down until she was older and I could get things done... This time I always get my shower in. Sometimes they are crying, sometimes they are happy and sometimes the are watching a show, but a girl has got to get clean! 

So as I adjust to being the mother to three... My house may be slightly more dirty and I get very little sleep, but I laugh a lot. Kids are hilarious. Emree told me this week that she wished there was a giant pool with all the people in the world in it. I said, " that would be a lot of people." She responded loud and proud, "yep! But dad could speak Portuguese to them." Why are we in a pool?

Emree turned five on Tuesday, but we celebrated Monday because Ty had the day off. The best part of her birthday was honestly how absloletely excited Jesse was for her. He is a ball of energy and had his 3 year old well exam this week. When the doctor looked at him and said, "good job! You're all done."  He yelled with his hands above his, "yeah! Now I  am going to my best friend Merritt's house." It was adorable.

Brighton sleeps a lot and is starting to coo at us. The kids love love love him and Emree asks me daily of we can have another baby and I say eventually.

Ty and I have a much needed date tonight (plus one). We are always plus one these days. :) 

In the last 48 hours, I have cleaned up projectile vomit from my four, almost five year old who was sick and didn't quite make it to the toilet, squished bananas, squishes apple, squished cherries. Squished crackers from my thee year old who, for some reason thinks food is play dough, and the largest explosive poop ever from my 7 week old. I did 6 loads of laundry, mopped my front room, vaccummed te back, bathed my kids and  changes my shirt. Many other things happened, but the funniest part is we all still went to bed dirty and the house is not that clean. Such is life these days. Glad Ty is only gone for one more day. I need to put him to work :) oh the joys of being a mother of three.