Thursday, January 29, 2009

The Negotiator


Ryan is a very capable negotiator.

Caroline and Ryan were having Oreos and Hot Chocolate. Caroline came into the living room and Ryan lingered in the Kitchen. Caroline had told him "no more cookies". He wandered in after a while and said "Can I have another Oreo?".

Caroline said, "No, I already told you you can't"

Ryan was ready with an innocent voice and a good question: "Oh, should I put this one back?"

Caroline was already almost laughing but said "No, give it to Daddy."

On his way over to me he took a Ryan sized bite out of it...almost like a compromise. Caroline made him spit it out though.

Tuesday, January 27, 2009

We're Here

Just in case you were all wondering if we did total our car in a worthless state, we didn't! Success! We are here in Ironwood hanging out with "Gwampa Ownie" and the gang. What have we been doing, you may ask? Three words: Garage. Door. Remote. Grandpa got Ryan his very own garage door remote. That works. And has his name on it. All he does all day is sit on the kitchen table and push the button and watch the door go up and down. It's like the garage door game he subjected Marianne to, but REAL. The first words out of his mouth in the morning and the last out of his mouth at night are "Garage door!" Basically, he is in heaven, and I'm pretty sure my father in law will be replacing a garage door mechanism some time in the near future. Sorry!

In other news, today after lunch, Ryan had peanut butter and jelly on a few of his fingers. He held up the dirty hand, and using a clean finger from the other hand, pointed at each of his fingers, saying "Dirty.....Mr. Clean!.....Dirty.....Mr. Clean!....Dirty." Apparantly, 2 fingers were clean. And he was REALLY excited about that.

Well, I will post pictures at some point. When I regain feeling in my fingers and toes (it was -17 degrees this morning...).

Wednesday, January 21, 2009

And We're Off!

Well, we are on our way out the door to the Great White North. We stayed up way too late last night cleaning our house, but definitely not AS late as we would have if Sharesa, Liz, Erik and James hadn't come to help. YOU GUYS ARE LIFE SAVERS! Also, if you don't have one of these, go get one now. Sharesa brought hers over last night and it saved us HOURS.

So, we are sad to be leaving Provo and excited to be moving on all at the same time. We will miss all of you guys here!

So, in parting with Provo, I thought I would leave a couple of final Ryan in Provo stories for you all to enjoy while we are driving across the country. Ryan is getting funny with his food lately. The other day I was trying to make him eat the crusts from his sandwich. He said, "But Mommy, these are my friends. I don't have to eat my friends." Needless to say, I made him eat his friends. Some mother I am.

Even funnier was the other night when we were eating spaghetti and garlic toast. Ryan said, "Daddy, I am a doggy." Michael said, "No you aren't. Doggies have wet noses. Do you have a wet nose?" Ryan considered that for a moment while we ate and then when we turned to look at him a few second later, he had his face buried in his garlic bread. When I asked him what in the world he was doing, he said, "Look! Now I am a doggy, I have a wet nose!" Sure enough, he had melted butter all over his nose. So then Michael of course said, "You are still not a doggy. Doggies have furry ears." So, of course, Ryan dips each ear into the parmesean cheese on top of his spaghetti. Problem solved.

So, we are excited to see all of our family in Michigan and Minnesota. Wish us luck on our drive and hope than it will be better than our last one, during which we totaled a car and ended up in the emergency room in Lexington, Nebraska. Side note--Nebraska is a worthless state. Bye!

Saturday, January 10, 2009

Barf

Ryan is sick today. Calvin too, but he's not barfing.

Ryan hadn't gone to sleep for his nap, so I put him in the pack-and-play in our room. A few minutes later he starts yelling for us. He'd thrown up.

Instead of throwing up in a puddle in the middle of the water-proof pad of the pack-and-play, he decided that he would rather throw up through the mesh side of the pack and play, onto our bedroom wall, and have it dribble down onto the carpet.

I love that little guy!

Friday, January 9, 2009

Say exactly what you mean

Ryan can be a very precise boy, so you need to say exactly what you mean.

Tonight Ryan went to bed about 8:00, and I went to check on him at about 11:30. He's sleeping on a mattress on the floor since we sold his bed in preparation for our move. He was pretty close to the edge, so I scooted him over a little bit and whispered "Let's scoot you over so you don't fall off the bed".

A groggy I'd-wake-up-from-the-dead-to-say-this two year old voice whispered "It's not a bed, it's a mattress". And then he went right back to sleep.

Tuesday, January 6, 2009

Gramatically Impaired Sweetheart

So, while I was in school and perpetually on my computer and Ryan would say funny things to me, I would usually send myself a quick email about what he said so I could go back and blog about it later. Well, I was going through the 500+ emails in my inbox and found this little gem from late November:

"Mommy, you are the favorite girl I ever seened. You make me sad when you leave."

I love my crazy sweet little guy!

Monday, January 5, 2009

Garage Doors

Ryan ran up to me (trying to get me to play garage door with him) and said, "Hey, the garage door is going up. Mommy, do you even LOVE GARAGE DOORS SOOOOOOOOOOO MUCH???" He then ran off into the other room yelling, "Beep, beep, beep!"

I'm Back!

So, sorry it's been like a month, I have been seriously enjoying not having anything on my schedule! We had a fantastic Christmas with the whole Walton Family here in Provo, and it was SO nice not to travel. We stayed over at my parents' house with the whole family for a few days for some quality togetherness time, and we had a blast. We made yummy treats, played games, went sledding, made an awesome snowman and snowpuppy, had snowball fights, did pilates at the gym (ok, so the boys skipped out on that one) and really had a great time. The girls all went shopping together and had fun. One funny story from shopping was that I was having Kelly pick out something she wanted for Christmas. So, she ended up picking out a cute looking giraffe print bag. We came out of the store and my mom was there and said, "Oh great. You can't get THAT! I already got you a really expensive Dooney & Bourke giraffe print bag for Christmas!" Just then Danica walked out of the store and said, "Oh, that's OK, you can give it to me for Christmas, it's really cute." Then for the rest of the shopping trip mom kept saying "You know, I really wish they had more of those giraffe print bags. I really want one." So, we ended up ordering one for her for Christmas, too. It was cute, but I think I've been living the student life for too long and can't seem to get myself all excited over cute bags. Maybe in a few months...

So anyways, Christmas morning was wonderful. Grandpa Moore (Grandpa Ernie, as Ryan likes to call him, except it sounds more like "Ohnie") got Ryan a sweet new tricycle for Christmas, and it was sitting out with the Santa presents. Ryan kept rubbing his eyes and not really understanding what was going on. He thought the tricycle looked cool, but he didn't really get it. So I said, "Ryan, that tricycle is for YOU to KEEP." Then he looked at me with this completely shell shocked face and said, "For ME????!!!!!" He was so excited and just loved riding around on it. Way to go, Grandpa! We all had a great time opening gifts and playing with toys. The present Ryan got most excited about, by far, was the box of fruitsnacks that Danica gave him. Go figure! I guess next Christmas I will drastically reduce my budget for gift buying. One of our favorite gifts were some plates that Michael's little sister Christy made for us. They are so cute! Michael's has a computer on it, mine has a camera on it, Calvin's has a baby ring stacker toy on it, and Ryan's has COWIE on it! He adores that plate. Thanks, Christy! We love them and Ryan insists that he eat off of it every night!

Ryan REALLY excited to open presents



Calvin loves his baby activity table:



Ryan and his beloved tricycle:



Ken and Luke ready to open presents:



Ryan doing his "excited about fruitsnacks" face:



Another "excited fruitsnack" face:



Calvin and Grandpa opening some presents:



Calvin with his awesome baby mirror:



Ken and Evelyn opening presents:



Ryan...doing....something...with his Cowie plate:



Showing off his Cowie plate for real:



I got bongos!



Here are our awesome snowman and snowpuppy:



Luke and Ryan enjoying the snow cave:



Anyways, we really had a great holiday with everyone here. The best part of Christmas is spending it with loved ones, and we got to do a LOT of that! Oh, and you may notice that all the grandkids had matching pajamas--that was a BIG project that Kelly and I undertook that took us forever. We finally finished them Christmas Eve day just in time. I don't think I am ever going to do that again. Maybe just pants next time. But they did look darling! We were pretty proud of ourselves.

Marianne and Seth came into town for a wedding right after Christmas, so we got to see them, too! Calvin loved meeting his aunt and uncle for the first time, and Ryan pretty much took Marianne captive and forced her to play garage door with him for like 2 hours. For those of you who have witnessed Ryan playing garage door, it is not fun. You stand there, he makes you push an imaginary button, makes you "watch" the door go up or down, and then gets really excited about it, and then does it over and OVER and OVER again. I was just glad to have someone else besides myself getting in on the "fun". Thanks, Marianne! It was really nice to sit and talk for a few hours. Thanks for coming, guys!

Marianne and Seth with the boys:



Calvin checking out Seth's beard:




And sharing Marianne's scarf:



And here are some fun ones of Ryan in Michael's German Man hat:






And wearing the safety glasses that go with his real tool kit from Grandpa Moore:



Our boys in their footie pajamas:



Ryan sharing his sippy cup with Calvin:



So, for new news--we are moving! I have been dreaming of this day for years, but now that it's here, I am actually pretty sad to be leaving. I will miss being near my parents, miss our ward, miss my MBA cohorts, and miss the incredible friends that we have made while we've been here (you know you are...especially you, silly goose!). But I am always up for a moving challenge and this time is no different. I am excited to move on to the next stage in our lives. So, we are eventually moving to Minneapolis but at the end of the month we will head out to Ironwood to stay with Michael's family while we house and job hunt (Michael will keep his current job, which he can do from anywhere, until he finds what he's looking for in Minneapolis). We are really excited to get to spend some time with our family out there, and just in time for the -40 degree weather! Sweet! Good thing I got big warm fuzzy boots for Christmas.

And last, but not least, I got a haircut! Here is my new do.








Hope you all had a great Christmas and are enjoyng 2009 thus far!

Sunday, January 4, 2009

Ryan gets punched

Ryan has taken to lying lately. It's usually absurd things where he's trying to cover up some tiny not-even-naughty thing. Like today, he was climbing under Calvin's activity table and I told him to get out. Ryan's reply was "Calvin said I can crawl under it".

Well, we're trying to nip this lying thing in the bud, so we sent him to his room.

A short while later he was allowed out and we were going to discuss how naughty it is to lie. He's been picking up on the word 'iniquity' during scripture reading lately and has seemed impressed with it, so I decided to use it.

Me : "Ryan, did you know that lying is a kind of iniquity?
Ryan, wide eyed : "Is Jesus punching me?"

Caroline and I both burst out laughing and the serious you-are-being-disciplined moment was lost. I think we can all agree that such a punishment might be effective, but is very unlikely.

For the curious, here's how it wrapped up:

Me : "Do you mean, 'Is Jesus punishing me?'?"
Ryan : "yeah"
Me : "Well, sometimes when you do naughty things mommy and daddy punish you"

That seemed to satisfy him.