Let's Go, Rhet!

I was thinking that if any of you had a few seconds to spare, write a comment to help me in an effort to CHEER ON RHET to get done with the bathroom. We are oh so close, but also at the point where all progress could halt because it IS almost done.
So, give him any cheers you know, and join me in a great cause-

Go-o-o-o
Go-o-o-o
Go Go Go
Go, Go!
Go, hey, hey, let's go, hey, hey LET'S GO, RHET!

I say a boom-chicka-Rhet
I say a boom-chicka-rocka-chicka-rocka-chicka-Rhet
Uh, huh, oh yeah, one more time,
Done with the bathroom style

Move it
Down to the bathroom
Go that way (clap, clap, clap)
Move it
Down to the bathroom
Go that way!

Here we go (stomp, stomp)
Let's Go Rhet!
Here we go (stomp, stomp)
Let's Go Rhet!

Who's the guy that's number 1?
I know, Rhet!
Who's the guy to get it done?
I know, Rhet!
Number 1, Get it done...
Righ-igh-igh-ight NOW!!!!

(I was wondering when I would ever get to use my 7 years of cheerleading again, being a SAHM. I am so glad I put in those 12+ hours a week so that they could now be utilized!)

Embarrassed to Post

I come from a family that taught manners and courtesy, especially in the un-talked about areas of bodily functions. Apparently, my children have not grasped the concept of a topic being off-limits, or uncelebrated...

Rhet made a rasberry noise with his arm (thank you, Rhet) and the kids thought that was hilarious and wonderful. They then concocted an ENTIRE evening dedicated to the art of passing gas. It was so poignantly called the "Passing Gas Party". I was in my room for 5 whole minutes, and came out to see the living room covered in confetti, Happy Birthday signs, and streamers. The girls then proceeded to have games (all under the same topic). For example, one of the games was who could make a fake passing gas noise the loudest. I am rolling my eyes, enjoying time on the couch reading the Ensign (getting oh so much spirituality at the same time, I am sure) and using my great parenting skills of ignoring. Next, come out all types of percussion instruments. Drums, harmonicas, and keyboard were part of the next part of the party... the "Pooting Parade". Yet still, I was mastering the art of rolling my eyes and being unparticipatory. I moved myself and my magazine to my bedroom, as though the kids imaginations would be thwarted by my move, they bring in the kareoke machine with two mikes. One would announce the other and would accompany the lyrics with instruments. The lyrics would be all about passing gas and being happy. Then the other would announce and tell a scary story of a monster that passed gas really loud and stinky and the other child would dramatize with actions. I couldn't make it. I tried so hard. I lasted so long. I made the worst mistake a mom could make and now it is all over. All of my fussing, correcting, harsh looks, reminders, all "down the toilet". All because...

I laughed.

How to have a Princess Party

1. Invite all the princesses around the land to the royal castle.

Alexis, Daisy, Rylen, Morgan, Lenna, Megan, Lindsay, Kaitlyn, and...Ben

2. Organize the centers.

A. Princess Face: make-up, hair supplies, hair color spray

B. Royal Spa: cucumbers for eyes, wet cloths for face, soft music, massaging tools

C. Nail Salon: polish, stickers for nails, foot bath

D. Princess Past-times: beads, string for jewelry making (never got to)

E. Dinner Party: Crystal wear, pink cloth napkins, golden tablecloth, goblets, tea pots, pink flower center piece, place settings with after dinner mints, pink soda, fruit, petite cookies, a castle cake and...pizza.

3. Add some games

A. Princess and the Pea- Who is the REAL princess and who is telling the queen a story?

If the pea is found under your pillow, you may wear the tiarra and pick a card for the "fake

princesses" to perform. Things a REAL princess would NEVER do! (Burp, scream really

loud, eat a marshmellow in one bite, run around the house crazy, etc)

C. Kiss the frog-pucker up and put some bright lipstick on. Whoever can get the closest to the frog's mouth is quite the princess.

D. Princess Trivia- get your little bells ready. If you know the answer, ring your bell. Be the first to summon the queen with a correct answer and she will reward you with a lovely gift (nail polish, lipgloss, ring pop)

E. Who knows Princess Alexis best?- pick a partner and go across the board to reach Alexis 6th birthday. Answer a question about her correctly and you get to move 2 ahead. Be careful of the things she doesn't like (rest time, lightening, getting her hair brushed) or you will have to move back. (Never got to)

4. And finally, make sure you tell a bedtime story for the almost sleep-over...

PRINCESS ALEXIS AND THE OGRE (cliff notes version)

Once there was a beautiful princess named Alexis. She loved to keep all her treasures in her special box. Everytime she had a present, she would take her jewels and put them safely away in her treasure box, for she knew an ugly ogre was greedy and wanted all the treasure in the land. She hid her box under the bed, and then moved it to the closet. Finally, she knew exactly where to hide it where the ogre would NEVER look...in her underwear drawer. That ogre came looking many times to find her treasure, but could never figure out where her hiding place was. One day when he was mad that once again he couldn't find her treasure, he stomped out of her room. The maidens and cooks heard a noise, and looked to see who it was. Terrified at seeing an ogre in the castle, they threw the water pitcher all over him. The ogre hated water and rushed back into the princess' room. He didn't know what to do, but couldn't stand the water all over him. Grumbling and mumbling he went to the closet and tried to find the least pink and lacey dress he could and put it on. Again grumbling and mumbling, he had to find some underwear. He opened the panty drawer, and to his delight found the treasure box he had been searching so long for. He picked it up and ran out the castle. [At which point, our very own ogre scared ALL of us and screamed, running with a "treasure box" out into the front yard.]

Once the princess found out what happened, she asked the queen what she could do to get her treasure back. The only thing that could stop the ogre was a special potion made of turtle's blood, pig eyeballs, syrup, and salt. The problem was that the ogre could smell this potion from two miles away. The princess thought and thought, and came up with a plan. She put the potion in a balloon so that the ogre wouldn't be able to smell it and rushed to get the ogre. [The girls then grabbed water balloons and ran in the front yard to peg the ogre. None of the princesses were too keen on throwing, so luckily the queen tagged the ogre and he dropped all the treasures] One of Alexis' presents from the family was...underwear.

The princesses had a BLAST! I thought 3 1/2 hours would be over-kill, but we actually didn't have time for everything. It was the talk of the town at church and little miss Alexis was glowing. Granted, I had a Relief Society event the next morning that I never made it to, the queen was asleep in her bed till the late morning!

I have three girls?

Things you don't want to hear your son say- that I heard last week...
1. "Where is my fork, mama? Its hiding in my dress!"
2. "Not like pirate costume. Not like ninja costume. Only like Cinderella!"
3. "Mama- where is Cinderella dress. Can't find it."
4. "Not Ben, Mama, I Cinderella."
5. "Oh no, Mama, my dress dirty."
6. "Why?!?! Why can't I wear dress to Wal-mart?"

FYI: The Cinderella dress has been confiscated and permanately placed in the "laundry". Rhet has been working 65+ hour work weeks this past month. Apparently, a male figure is a vital influence in the home. No worries, though- yesterday, Ben shot me, hit me, wrestled me, and threw every item that was small and hard. Still all boy!

How to have a Daisy-dog birthday party

Send out invitations to all the 5 year-old dog lovers around-

Brian, Emmie, Jake, Jordan, Faith, Eliza, Megan, Madison, Noah, Daisy, Alexis, Benjamin, Melody, and Brooklyn
Helpers: Nana and Aunt Autumn

Center #1: Adopt your dog. Pick your favorite stuffed dog, name it, and complete your adoption certificate. Put on ears, tail, and face paint to match.

Center #2: Have the veternarian give shots, band-aid, and over-all check your new pet. The vet will give your dog a blanket to keep it warm. Make sure to complete safety measures for your new animal by making his collar/dog tags.

Center #3: Make your dog a pretty carrier to put all of his supplies in. Groom your pet with ribbons, bows, and combing.

Center #4: Feed you and your pet, dog style.

#5: Add some games

#6: Send the kids back to their dog houses with their adoption certificate, dog carrier, blanket, collar, doggy dish, comb, and puppy chow... and take a nice CAT NAP!!

(And get ready for a princess party in two weeks for Daisy-dog's sister.)

Time-out

I told the kids if they didn't go to time-out straight-a-way, they would have to be in the laundry room. Apparently, they are smarter than me, because they purposely misbehaved all at once, to be able to go into the laundry room together. Luckily, my sense of humor was high this day, and I whipped out the video camera, instead of my vocal chords.