I put Clay in his own bed tonight and he's been asleep since 9pm! He went right to sleep after I laid him down, not a peep out of him.
We'll see how tonight goes....
Saturday, February 28, 2009
By the Power of Grayskull...
I have a good friend who just thinks she despises Transformers, but she didn't see what traveled thousands of miles from Valpo, IN to my house last week:
May I introduce...
Masters of the Universe
Skunk Face, Terrorizing the world with unpleasant odor
Mr. Texas Longhorn? He 'steers' Earth in the right direction.
The one, the only, He-Man!
Scary gorilla man? Ridding the world of "stupid apes"
Perhaps a frog, suction cup, toilet unclogger man? Saving the world from giant turds!
Carter's personal favorite, Elephant Man riding the prehistoric Tiger-thing.
The whole crew!
I have to admit, while there are a bazillion of them, they are kind of fun.
May I introduce...
Masters of the Universe
Skunk Face, Terrorizing the world with unpleasant odor
Mr. Texas Longhorn? He 'steers' Earth in the right direction.
The one, the only, He-Man!
Scary gorilla man? Ridding the world of "stupid apes"
Perhaps a frog, suction cup, toilet unclogger man? Saving the world from giant turds!
Carter's personal favorite, Elephant Man riding the prehistoric Tiger-thing.
The whole crew!
I have to admit, while there are a bazillion of them, they are kind of fun.
Thursday, February 26, 2009
Sunday, February 22, 2009
The scariest place on Earth
My in laws allowed Cory and I to go to the DMZ this past weekend. For those of you unfamiliar with Korea, it is the De Militarized Zone. The 2.5 km of "no man's land" between North and South Korea. And to me, it was the scariest place on Earth.
The more I've learned about North Korea since I've been here, the more confused I am with how CRAZY those people are, but yet I feel so sad for them. If they only knew what good lay outside that awful, awful place. If they only received the humanitarian aid that S. Korea and the US sends to them every year. If they were only told the truth and allowed to have independent thoughts.
I can't say anything profound about this place that hasn't already been said before, but it is sad, depressing and scary. However, I feel so indebted to the men who work at Camp Bonifas and the Joint Security Area who literally protect me and my families lives everyday while we're stationed here.
Here are some pictures of our day:
This is the Train Station (Dora Station) that was built in 2001 hopes that one day the North and South will be reunited. This is the furthest you can go in S. Korea on the train. It's a beautiful station in brand new condition since it is so rarely used.
These are the letters and banners that families from the South leave for their loved ones in the North. They've been separated since the Korean War.
This is the freedom bell, It's rung on Holidays (such as Chusok and the New Year) in hopes for Unification.
This is the freedom bridge. (In hopes of unification)
On the Korean Holiday Chusok,(Like our Thanksgiving) Korean families go back to their home to honor their relatives. Since some families cannot go back to their homeland (North Korea) they come to honor their relatives here at this memorial.
The line that separates North and South Korea.
These are the guards that stand guard at the JSA (joint security area). They have to be a minimum of 6 feet tall and are 7 degree black belts in Tae Kwon Do. You're allowed to take pictures and stand beside them, but not to touch them, or walk in front or behind them.
This is me, in North Korea.
This is how the guards stand facing the North. They have half of their bodies covered for protection. That's how "ready" they are, just in case.
Here is the MAC building where meetings between the North and South take place.
The more I've learned about North Korea since I've been here, the more confused I am with how CRAZY those people are, but yet I feel so sad for them. If they only knew what good lay outside that awful, awful place. If they only received the humanitarian aid that S. Korea and the US sends to them every year. If they were only told the truth and allowed to have independent thoughts.
I can't say anything profound about this place that hasn't already been said before, but it is sad, depressing and scary. However, I feel so indebted to the men who work at Camp Bonifas and the Joint Security Area who literally protect me and my families lives everyday while we're stationed here.
Here are some pictures of our day:
This is the Train Station (Dora Station) that was built in 2001 hopes that one day the North and South will be reunited. This is the furthest you can go in S. Korea on the train. It's a beautiful station in brand new condition since it is so rarely used.
These are the letters and banners that families from the South leave for their loved ones in the North. They've been separated since the Korean War.
This is the freedom bell, It's rung on Holidays (such as Chusok and the New Year) in hopes for Unification.
This is the freedom bridge. (In hopes of unification)
On the Korean Holiday Chusok,(Like our Thanksgiving) Korean families go back to their home to honor their relatives. Since some families cannot go back to their homeland (North Korea) they come to honor their relatives here at this memorial.
The line that separates North and South Korea.
These are the guards that stand guard at the JSA (joint security area). They have to be a minimum of 6 feet tall and are 7 degree black belts in Tae Kwon Do. You're allowed to take pictures and stand beside them, but not to touch them, or walk in front or behind them.
This is me, in North Korea.
This is how the guards stand facing the North. They have half of their bodies covered for protection. That's how "ready" they are, just in case.
Here is the MAC building where meetings between the North and South take place.
Thursday, February 19, 2009
Weird
This is my husband's chapstick and I am baffled at how it got shaped this way. All of my chapstick is either completely flat or has the more common, lipstick shape. How on earth do you get THIS SHAPE from using chapstick?
The only thing I could come up with is that he uses it inbetween his lips, not on his lips?
Of course I could ask him how he applies chapstick, but that wouldn't be nearly as entertaining.
The only thing I could come up with is that he uses it inbetween his lips, not on his lips?
Of course I could ask him how he applies chapstick, but that wouldn't be nearly as entertaining.
Wednesday, February 18, 2009
Mom of the Year
Today went really well. The boys and I made it to playgroup by 9:30, had nap time and lunch (that actually required cooking)! Made a trip to the bx for some new shoes for Carter and some milk. We played on the playground afterwards, everyone was peachy keen. I was even cooking my favorite BBQ fried chicken and hashbrown casserole for dinner when things went terribly, terribly wrong.
As I'm cooking dinner I hear Carter say, "Clay, popcorn?". Carter and I had eaten popcorn earlier in the day and I just knew he had fed some to the baby. I asked Carter very seriously, "Carter, did you feed Clay popcorn?" and he obediently nodded his head. I did a few finger sweeps and right as I was about to give up, swept a popcorn kernel out of the young 2 month old babe's mouth. Wow, please nominate me for mom of the year right away.
To make the evening go just a little smoother, I chopped the end of the dog's tail off.
Yes, you heard me right, there was a piece. of tail. not connected. to the dog's body. laying on my floor.
As Bailey was coming in from eating dinner (she eats outside because she's a horribly messy eater) I closed the door a millisecond too early. I tried to bandage the thing, but tails are slippery. Meanwhile the dog's bleeding all over the place, the kids are both crying (luckily I was able to call a neighbor to watch the kiddos while I took Bailey) and I feel like the greatest human being ever. A yelp and a piece of tail later, and we were at the vet.
There wasn't enough skin to sew it back together, luckily it was only about 1/4 in of tail. They bandaged it best they could, and we're doing daily dressing changes, antibiotics, and anti-inflammatories. She has an E-collar and if she can't stop wagging her tail we've got to attach it to her leg. My in laws are in town and happened to be at the DMZ today, so they came home to a lady they didn't know watching the kids and blood on the wall. Hmmm, I'm pretty sure they feel really great about leaving me alone with the kiddos now.
It's awful, it's gross (believe me, I carried the "tail" to the vet with me, be glad I didn't take a picture of that.) and I feel like Mom of the Year.
As I'm cooking dinner I hear Carter say, "Clay, popcorn?". Carter and I had eaten popcorn earlier in the day and I just knew he had fed some to the baby. I asked Carter very seriously, "Carter, did you feed Clay popcorn?" and he obediently nodded his head. I did a few finger sweeps and right as I was about to give up, swept a popcorn kernel out of the young 2 month old babe's mouth. Wow, please nominate me for mom of the year right away.
To make the evening go just a little smoother, I chopped the end of the dog's tail off.
Yes, you heard me right, there was a piece. of tail. not connected. to the dog's body. laying on my floor.
As Bailey was coming in from eating dinner (she eats outside because she's a horribly messy eater) I closed the door a millisecond too early. I tried to bandage the thing, but tails are slippery. Meanwhile the dog's bleeding all over the place, the kids are both crying (luckily I was able to call a neighbor to watch the kiddos while I took Bailey) and I feel like the greatest human being ever. A yelp and a piece of tail later, and we were at the vet.
There wasn't enough skin to sew it back together, luckily it was only about 1/4 in of tail. They bandaged it best they could, and we're doing daily dressing changes, antibiotics, and anti-inflammatories. She has an E-collar and if she can't stop wagging her tail we've got to attach it to her leg. My in laws are in town and happened to be at the DMZ today, so they came home to a lady they didn't know watching the kids and blood on the wall. Hmmm, I'm pretty sure they feel really great about leaving me alone with the kiddos now.
It's awful, it's gross (believe me, I carried the "tail" to the vet with me, be glad I didn't take a picture of that.) and I feel like Mom of the Year.
Saturday, February 14, 2009
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