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So we decided to have a family night out at Cajun Field and the carnival. We only spent $20 and this is what we got!
Three tickets per child got us a ride on the Merry-Go-Round. (If I do the math right, that means it cost $3.75 per child for the three minute ride! RIP-OFF!)
Chris, Evan, and Zac rode on the Ferris Wheel. The Carny collecting tickets obviously failed math because it was a 3 ticket per person ride, and he only took 3 tickets for all three to ride. Best Value of the night! I really don't like these carnival rides, and heights scare me. When they got to the top, I saw Zac's arm stick out and then his head. I almost screamed! What was my husband doing up there? When they got down, Evan told me that he saved Zac from certain death by pulling him back in.
I was also quickly reminded why I don't attend these public venues because I saw one of the "crazy" kids from my school get on the Ferris Wheel too! (I never can escape!)
Evan and Zac went through the Fun House. It took them about three minutes to stop running into the mirrors and then they slid down the slide to get out. Once again, it was $3.75 per kid!
So Chris has to show the boys that he still has "it" when it comes to throwing a baseball. He threw at 66mph and won Evan the big blow up bat. Evan threw at 44mph. The old man is slowing down, and his arm was sore the next day!
Some nice college kids won this bat and gave it to Zac. And that was the end of our twenty bucks. Hey what can I say, there IS a recession, I am a tightwad, and I reminded everyone that there was a FREE parade waiting for us!
So yesterday, we decided to take down AJ's crib and put him in a big boy bed. I was sad because my baby is getting bigger, and Chris just did not understand why that would make me sad. It did make me sad until last night when it was time for baths. I was putting Zac and AJ in the tub when AJ decided to poop in the tub! So while I am cleaning up the tub, AJ and Zac are standing naked in the bathroom and AJ poops on the floor. Chris comes to help and AJ poops again. So now I understand why Chris wants him to grow up, we are reaching the point in our lives where we are glad that our boys are going to all be out of diapers and high chairs, and no one poops on the floor! But I will still miss those sweet baby smiles! How can you be mad at a face like that?
(You have to be LDS to appreciate this one ) The following was originally told by a physician in Utah:I work part-time as a teacher of family doctors. The program provides training on psychiatric disorders and emphasizes the importance of emotional support. . . . One of our interns, who has never lived in Utah and knows nothing about Mormons, is still struggling to understand the cultural climate here. He was interviewing a new patient and stumbled on what he thought was a raging psychosis. Here's a summary of his conversation with the patient.Doctor: "Well, Mrs. Olsen, we've talked about your high blood pressure and your medications. Are you experiencing any particular stress in your life?"Patient: "Oh, yes. It's the Sunbeams. They're driving me crazy."Doctor: "The Sunbeams?"Patient: "Yes. I've never had trouble with them before, but this group won't sit still. They bounce all over the room, and run out the door and down the hall."Doctor: (reaching for a pen): "Have you told anyone about this?"Patient: "Of course. I told the president."Doctor: "Really! What did the president tell you?"Patient: "She said Sunbeams are like that. I'm just going to have to learn to deal with them."Doctor: (concerned that he may be missing something): "I know people who are sensitive to sunbeams. Do they cause you a rash or anything?"Patient: "A rash? No."Doctor: "Then what is the biggest problem they're creating?"Patient: "It's the noise. They just won't quit talking."Doctor (astonished): "The sunbeams are talking to you?"Patient: "Well, yes. But mostly they talk to each other."Doctor (scribbling furiously in the chart): "I see. Can anyone else hear them talking?"Patient (after a moment of stunned silence): "You're not LDS, are you?....