Haley's First Soccer Game

Getting her to get her uniform on was a challenge. She said that the socks itched and the shorts were too big, but once she was in it she looked good! She was also very hesitant about playing. I think that she just did not know what to expect. Once she started playing she loved it. When it was over she was sad to come home and wanted to keep playing. They play 4 quarters of 5 minutes each. She ran the whole time that she was in the game and she was very tired at the end. The White Tigers (Haley's team) won 3-1 over The Black Widows. She actually made one of the goals! (Although Lewis does not believe us that she did. He thinks she was just "part of the pack" that made the goal.) Hopefully she will keep enjoying soccer as much as I did while growing up.

Isn't she just the cutest freakin' thing that you have ever seen?

Okay I was too hard on Haley. It is not her fault she got sick. I really was nice to her. I only was frustrated after she was back to sleep in bed, so she never saw that part. I just don't have the compassion gene, but I am working on it.

Haley (Warning: kind of gross)

So tell me. Was I wrong? Because I kind of feel bad, but I kind of don't. Here is the deal:

I hear gagging and someone getting sick. I jump out of bed and run down the hall to the bathroom and I find... nobody. Hmm....

So I call out, "Who is throwing up?"

No answer. "Who is sick?! Where are you?"

No answer. I look in one room, just in time to remember that Abigail is sleeping in my bed. Oh yeah, it can't be her. So I look in another room not expecting to see anyone and there she is, sitting in bed getting sick. Haley. She is just sitting there. Now here is my problem. I have taught my children from an early age that if they get sick it has to be in one of 3 places: the garbage can, a barf bucket or the toilet. But there she was just sitting in bed.

I give her the required pat on the head, and a mumbled sorry about her being sick as I grabbed her and shoved her into the bathroom. I held her hair and wiped her face. I put her in the shower and washed her hair. Once the bed was stripped and she was showered and changed I realised I was mad.

Why was she sitting there in her bed getting sick? What was she thinking? She knows the rules. She knows what has to happen. I am fine with sitting with them when they are sick, I love them after all. I can hold hair, and wipe noses and faces with washcloths, but I do NOT like to clean it up! Lewis won't either. I think it is because when they were little they all projectile vomited after every meal and we have just used up all of that parent power.*

She was sad and tried to explain that she could not make it to the bathroom. She did not know she was going to be sick until it was too late. She is 6 for heaven's sake.

Alright so here is my question for you. I ask because I am irritated. Should I have been nicer to her? Should I have just accepted the mess and cleaned it up happily? I feel like I should have not gotten mad, but I also feel like she should get to the trash in time.

*Parent Powers are powers that parents have that help them deal with their children's "situations". In this case the power I am referring to is the power to clean up nasty messes without gagging. There are in total 25 powers that all parents have. Maybe I will blog them on another day.

Bridesmaid Dress

Last Monday Jessica, Kristen, and I went to pick of the bridesmaid dresses! I was so nervous. What if it did not fit? Then I would have been doing all of this exercise and eating healthy crap for nothing.

Well, it fit!

Not only did it fit but it looked much better then I thought it would. I was having heinous nightmares about this dress. Dreams like it would not zip up, or the color made me look like a dead girl (vampire: okay, dead girl: no thanks!), or the top falls down and exposes my non-existent chest. Well luckily none of those happened. It will need to be hemmed (about a foot too long) and taken in in a couple of spots. Hopefully taken in more once we are closer to the wedding :)

I am not posting a picture because I do not want to ruin the surprise!!

Jason

Jason has been sick off and on for about 3 weeks now. He has a fever, but no other symptoms. He never vomits (unlike Haley did last night, but more on that later), no headache or stomachache to complain of, no ear infections, or strep throat, nothing!! All I know is that he is completely miserable for 3 or 4 days and then fine for 3 or 4 days. I just feel bad for the poor little guy!!

Sibling Date

Cris, Sam, and I decided to go downtown to eat some Belgian nummies. We decided to make it a sibling date, no others allowed. We have only done this maybe once or twice before (since we have been grown with spouses and kids).

Cris picked me up and we headed up to get Sam on the way there. When we stopped at Sam's I received this pretty flower from his son Gabe.

When we got to the shop the line was out the door. I guess we are not the only people in Utah to appreciate the delectable tastings of waffles and frites. The owner is from Bruges, Belgium. We used to live just a hop, skip, and jump away from there just outside of Mons.

We all wanted both waffles and frites, so Sam and I decided to share a waffle with everything and then have our own frites. I bought the waffle. After all, I did owe Sam $5 from an excursion that we took a week before :) So here is our meal:

Please notice the mayo...

The frites were real. It was like being back in Belgium. They came in a paper cone with a tiny little fork. Delicious!!
Here is Cris right before we left. I was messing with the camera and the one of him through the table actually came out. You can also see from the picture that we ate outside. It was a beautiful spring day to visit Belgium. We must go back again sometime soon.

Harley

This is the cute little dog that we babysat last weekend. The kids loved having him with us. They took turns walking him. He probably got more exercise in 3 days than he had so far in his whole 2 year life. He is very sweet, and the kids miss him already!

Nice Perspective, Interesting Angle

Lewis and I watched Yes Man last week. It was my second time seeing this movie and so I wanted to try something out. The main female character teaches a running photography class. I wanted to try this but with my own twist. I wanted to take pictures while DRIVING!!

Yes, I know you are thinking dangerous!! And M.R. is thinking NOT with my child in the car!! Don't worry. We were never in danger and I was not being irresponsible. We were very safe and the girls thought it was so funny. So here are some of the pictures. Not what I wanted but still, and interesting perspective.

My Happy Baby

I have not posted all week. I am a loser. Maybe tonight??