Sorry, no pictures. I was lazy and didn't get any shots of the egg hunt. Oh well.
Easter Saturday was nice! Kate is still learning the whole "recurring holiday" thing. This easter, she said, "Oh yeah! Easter is when the Monster Bunny comes and leaves us a candy trail!" Remembering free easter bunny pictures taken at Albertson's as a kid makes me think Kate's on to something. But, Kate is making progress from her past perceptions of easter. Last year, we were having the old "Easter is really about Jesus and the resurrection" talk, to which she responded, "Why does Easter have to be about Jesus? Why can't Easter be about fun stuff!" Ahh, her little budding testimony.
One of the nice things about Easter for our family is Easter saturday. That's when we do all the "fun stuff" and save the "Jesus stuff" for Sunday. They get their candy baskets and color eggs and have an egg hunt. I do plastic eggs filled with candy for the hunt. We combined hunts this year with the Kestler's next door and some other neighbor kids. They contributed 6 dozen hard boiled eggs. Needless to say, there are still 4 hard-boiled eggs somewhere between our yard and the Kestler's. I just hope one's not in my tail-pipe.
One of the many things that made easter saturday so nice this year was the fact that I didn't cook at all on Saturday! My kids supped on candy and hard-boiled eggs all day. They played outside in the nice weather for the entire day and didn't come in ONCE for food! I went out to check on them, and they were pretending they were Indians who were hostages of the "evil white-Americans" (Sarah's terminology. She's our social-justice advocate). They re-hid their eggs in a weed patch, and had to forage for food to survive. I found a pile of egg shells at their "camp", and yellow egg all around Kate's mouth. That's some creative play! Next time I want to avoid feeding them, I'll just tell them to make like indians and find something in the yard. They should be able to manage.
Thursday, March 27, 2008
Tuesday, March 25, 2008
Here you go La
Laurel wanted me to blog a picture of a "pregnant Natalie." Because she insists that pregnant ladies are "so cute." Well, is this cute enough for you? Look out, I'm hungry.
You know there's a problem when your 5 year old girl watches you step out of the shower and says, "sick." Then turns around and walks away.
Monday, March 17, 2008
20 regrets + 3
Becky has make me keenly aware of 3 regrets I missed in my last post. In all actuality, I could make another 20 regrets in regards to some of the spats Becky and I had throughout our awesome childhood. Luckily, the good times, and having the best next-door neighbor EVER, totally outweigh any regrets I have. How lucky was I to have Becky Bezzant living next door to me and Sam Sweet living across the street? Becky and I are 6 days apart (I still beat her in the "who grew into a bra first" category), and Sam is 5 months to the day apart from me. How "Sweet" is that? I seriously had the best childhood EVER! There's something to be said for being poor and having your siblings as your best friends. Oh, and having Sam's endlessly dangerous and fun backyard to play in. Anyway, on to 3 more regrets:
21. Calling Becky a "Motard" at recess. Oddly enough, for those of you into motorcycles, Ducati (an Italian motorbike brand. Awesome!) just came out with a bike called the "Hyper-motard." Now that name just sounds like a playground insult to me!
22. Deciding that the name, "Becky Boogerbox" should be used in regards to my best friend. Sam called her "Becky Bucknut." Maybe he should have a regrets list too!
23. Telling Becky that we were building a huge water slide in our back yard. They had a HUGE garage whose side wall was the length of our backyard (good thing I wasn't into graffiti as a kid. That would have been the best tag-wall!). The water slide would start from the roof of her garage and go into an above-ground pool that was in our backyard. You may think, "why not a built-in pool?" Well, we lived in West Valley, and above-ground pools were all the rage. Actually, just playing in the ditch or filling up the garbage can with water worked for us. We were easily impressed.
Really, regret number 2 should be my mom's. SHE is the one who was able to convince her children we were building a water-slide. We were just telling Becky what our mom PROMISED us. Thanks for the disappointment Mother.
Now, if anyone else wants to post a "regrets" list, please feel free. No dirty laundry please!
21. Calling Becky a "Motard" at recess. Oddly enough, for those of you into motorcycles, Ducati (an Italian motorbike brand. Awesome!) just came out with a bike called the "Hyper-motard." Now that name just sounds like a playground insult to me!
22. Deciding that the name, "Becky Boogerbox" should be used in regards to my best friend. Sam called her "Becky Bucknut." Maybe he should have a regrets list too!
23. Telling Becky that we were building a huge water slide in our back yard. They had a HUGE garage whose side wall was the length of our backyard (good thing I wasn't into graffiti as a kid. That would have been the best tag-wall!). The water slide would start from the roof of her garage and go into an above-ground pool that was in our backyard. You may think, "why not a built-in pool?" Well, we lived in West Valley, and above-ground pools were all the rage. Actually, just playing in the ditch or filling up the garbage can with water worked for us. We were easily impressed.
Really, regret number 2 should be my mom's. SHE is the one who was able to convince her children we were building a water-slide. We were just telling Becky what our mom PROMISED us. Thanks for the disappointment Mother.
Now, if anyone else wants to post a "regrets" list, please feel free. No dirty laundry please!
Thursday, March 13, 2008
20 Regrets
1. Saying "yes" to Doug B. for the Sr. Prom. I have never lived it down from my siblings.
2. Saying I'd go on a date with Brandon S. from "Reams." He actually came to ask my older sister out, and I said, "Uh, she just got married." And he said, "will you go out with me then?"
3. Letting Travis B. spend thousands of dollars on me while taking me on extravagant dates and never telling him I didn't have romantic feelings for him. I never even gave up one little kiss to the poor guy.
4. Jeremy P. Enough said.
5. Lying to Angie about kissing Jeremy P.
6. Throwing huge rocks from the dump-truck at our neighbors house. When Angie and I realized Dean was home, we hid behind the tire of the dump truck and let Ryan take all the heat. Sorry Ryan.
7. The camping trip when Angie, Ryan and I ganged up on my little sister (the middle child. Poor thing.)to see how many times we could make Ginger trip. The trip had to be worthy of a band-aid so that we could call her "The Band-aid Mummy." I think she had about 10 band-aids on her scrawny little legs.
8. Laughing every time we drew blood on her poor knobby knees.
9. Throwing a dozen eggs from Sam's back porch on to the side of Don D.'s house. That's not the part I regret. It's the "lying to Sam's mom" part I regret. When she came home from work and saw a dozen eggs missing, a broken one on her kitchen floor, and eggs cooking all over the side of the neighbors house in the summer sun, she naturally thought of Sam. He told her it was he and I that did it. Fontella called my Mom and asked to talk to me. I PROMISED her that I didn't do it. I was the Bishop's daughter, for heavens sake. Why would I do something like that? Sam got all the trouble. Sorry Sam.
10. Making cookie dough when my mom wasn't home and hiding it in my drawer. I found it there a few days later and ate a bunch. I regret the terrible sickness that followed. I think I almost died of puking.
11. Sitting on my mom's "new" white couches with a pen in my back pocket. The pen exploded and stained the couch. Question: Why would you buy white couches with 7 kids?
12. This is a regret my mom should have: calling me an idiot for the pen incident. Ouch. That hurt.
13. Pushing the grocery cart off the curb with 6 gallons of milk in it. The front came open, and they all busted in the parking lot of Albertson's. My dad called me "incompetent." If he only knew how accurate he was.
14. Dropping a costco size bowl of hot nacho cheese sauce in my dad's office. It exploded everywhere. It was even all over the ceiling. Nacho cheese sauce doesn't do well with computer keyboards and printers.
15. Convincing my freshman BYU college roommates that Shannon and I were drunk. Actually, I don't regret that much. It was really funny. I think they still believe it to this day. In all reality, I've never been drunk or had a drink. Well, there IS one exception: I was so naive that I didn't know what Peach Schnapps was. Neal's mom offered me some and I obliged. It was good.
16. Drinking peach schnapps
17. Being so mean to Don D. Yes, he was the neighborhood truant, but I didn't have to be so mean. He was murdered a few years ago. Sad tale.
18. Squishing all the hostess products at the Albertson's just to make my big sister laugh. I would do anything to make that girl laugh.
19. Blowing snot all over the pay phone outside of the Albertson's just to make my sister laugh. It was the same day as the hostess incident.
20. Fighting with Angie over who got to hold my mom's mother's day corsage. It flew out the window if a moving car. It was pretty funny, but my dad didn't laugh much.
2. Saying I'd go on a date with Brandon S. from "Reams." He actually came to ask my older sister out, and I said, "Uh, she just got married." And he said, "will you go out with me then?"
3. Letting Travis B. spend thousands of dollars on me while taking me on extravagant dates and never telling him I didn't have romantic feelings for him. I never even gave up one little kiss to the poor guy.
4. Jeremy P. Enough said.
5. Lying to Angie about kissing Jeremy P.
6. Throwing huge rocks from the dump-truck at our neighbors house. When Angie and I realized Dean was home, we hid behind the tire of the dump truck and let Ryan take all the heat. Sorry Ryan.
7. The camping trip when Angie, Ryan and I ganged up on my little sister (the middle child. Poor thing.)to see how many times we could make Ginger trip. The trip had to be worthy of a band-aid so that we could call her "The Band-aid Mummy." I think she had about 10 band-aids on her scrawny little legs.
8. Laughing every time we drew blood on her poor knobby knees.
9. Throwing a dozen eggs from Sam's back porch on to the side of Don D.'s house. That's not the part I regret. It's the "lying to Sam's mom" part I regret. When she came home from work and saw a dozen eggs missing, a broken one on her kitchen floor, and eggs cooking all over the side of the neighbors house in the summer sun, she naturally thought of Sam. He told her it was he and I that did it. Fontella called my Mom and asked to talk to me. I PROMISED her that I didn't do it. I was the Bishop's daughter, for heavens sake. Why would I do something like that? Sam got all the trouble. Sorry Sam.
10. Making cookie dough when my mom wasn't home and hiding it in my drawer. I found it there a few days later and ate a bunch. I regret the terrible sickness that followed. I think I almost died of puking.
11. Sitting on my mom's "new" white couches with a pen in my back pocket. The pen exploded and stained the couch. Question: Why would you buy white couches with 7 kids?
12. This is a regret my mom should have: calling me an idiot for the pen incident. Ouch. That hurt.
13. Pushing the grocery cart off the curb with 6 gallons of milk in it. The front came open, and they all busted in the parking lot of Albertson's. My dad called me "incompetent." If he only knew how accurate he was.
14. Dropping a costco size bowl of hot nacho cheese sauce in my dad's office. It exploded everywhere. It was even all over the ceiling. Nacho cheese sauce doesn't do well with computer keyboards and printers.
15. Convincing my freshman BYU college roommates that Shannon and I were drunk. Actually, I don't regret that much. It was really funny. I think they still believe it to this day. In all reality, I've never been drunk or had a drink. Well, there IS one exception: I was so naive that I didn't know what Peach Schnapps was. Neal's mom offered me some and I obliged. It was good.
16. Drinking peach schnapps
17. Being so mean to Don D. Yes, he was the neighborhood truant, but I didn't have to be so mean. He was murdered a few years ago. Sad tale.
18. Squishing all the hostess products at the Albertson's just to make my big sister laugh. I would do anything to make that girl laugh.
19. Blowing snot all over the pay phone outside of the Albertson's just to make my sister laugh. It was the same day as the hostess incident.
20. Fighting with Angie over who got to hold my mom's mother's day corsage. It flew out the window if a moving car. It was pretty funny, but my dad didn't laugh much.
Baby Names
So, the "baby names advisor" tells me to type in my name, the dad's name (I'm pretty sure it's Neal. Let's hope so.), and gender. The results? Alma. Sorry.
Some other interesting female names. Make your own jokes here:
Afi - african "born of Friday." Suitable for both genders. No thanks
Aggripina - Latin "born feet first"
Zelda - Hebrew "gray haired"
Pacomia - Greek "large woman"
Platona - Greek "broad shouldered" (that would hurt)
Peri - Greek "mountain dweller" (doesn't sound like a girl name to me)
Ulrica - German "wolf ruler;ruler of all"
Ursicina - Latin "bear meat"
Himana - Greek "membrane
Waynette - German "wagon maker"
Wulfhilde - German "one who fights with the wolves"
Moral of the story: Be careful what you name your kid. Made up names most likely have meaning somewhere. You could be calling your sweet girl "bear meat."
Some other interesting female names. Make your own jokes here:
Afi - african "born of Friday." Suitable for both genders. No thanks
Aggripina - Latin "born feet first"
Zelda - Hebrew "gray haired"
Pacomia - Greek "large woman"
Platona - Greek "broad shouldered" (that would hurt)
Peri - Greek "mountain dweller" (doesn't sound like a girl name to me)
Ulrica - German "wolf ruler;ruler of all"
Ursicina - Latin "bear meat"
Himana - Greek "membrane
Waynette - German "wagon maker"
Wulfhilde - German "one who fights with the wolves"
Moral of the story: Be careful what you name your kid. Made up names most likely have meaning somewhere. You could be calling your sweet girl "bear meat."
A Funny Blog
Here's a link to a really funny blog my cousin Eden clued me in on. It's actually written by a kid I went to Jr. High with! Small world. It's worth a look.
http://mormonhusbands.blogspot.com/
http://mormonhusbands.blogspot.com/
Thursday, March 6, 2008
Another Girl!
So, apparently Neal can't put the stem on the apple, so we're having another girl. Surprisingly, I wasn't disappointed at all. In fact, I'm pretty excited! I just feel kind of sorry for my girls sometimes, because they practically have a man mother.
Wednesday, March 5, 2008
The Family Clown
Kate never misses a chance to try and make us laugh. For instance, our neighbor, John, is at the door. Sarah says, "who is it Kate?" and Kate says, "John . . . .the baptist!"
Then, the neighbor, Bruce, comes over. "Who is it Kate?" She responds, "Bruce Lee." Thank you Neal for introducing our girls to Bruce Lee movies, Star Wars, Lord of the Rings, and most recently, Charles Bronson in Death Wish.
Last night, Neal says to Kate, "Do you need to be punished?" To which she responds in her best singing voice, "For their own sins, and not for Adam's transgressions!" At least we know that some church things are sinking in to that brain of hers.
Then, the neighbor, Bruce, comes over. "Who is it Kate?" She responds, "Bruce Lee." Thank you Neal for introducing our girls to Bruce Lee movies, Star Wars, Lord of the Rings, and most recently, Charles Bronson in Death Wish.
Last night, Neal says to Kate, "Do you need to be punished?" To which she responds in her best singing voice, "For their own sins, and not for Adam's transgressions!" At least we know that some church things are sinking in to that brain of hers.
Monday, March 3, 2008
The Love of My Life
Alright Amy Jo, you tagged book club, so here I go . . .
Name: Darrick Neal Peton. He goes by Neal.
My Age: 32
Who said "I love you" first: I honestly don't remember. I think I've loved him since we first met.
How long did you date? Well, we were set up on a blind date 2 months before his mission. I was only a senior in High School! Scandalous, I know. We dated 2 months, wrote weekly letters for 2 years, dated 2 more months, then were engaged.
What's his age: 34
Who can sing better? Neither of us sing. Although I think he would have a pretty good voice if he had some training and desire. I do, however, have a wonderfully embarrassing tape of him singing the Beatles "I Will." I love that song!!
Who is smarter? He is. That was part of what attracted me to him. Oh, and his dashing good looks.
Who does laundry? I do. I kind of like doing laundry.
Who does dishes? It's usually my job, but Neal does them on Sunday's for me. And, usually during the week he grabs a dish towel and pitches in, which is quite significant, because he'd rather pull his teeth out than do dishes So, I guess it's both of us. Oh, Sarah does them on Tuesday nights.
His guilty pleasures: video games. Although he hardly plays them anymore. I guess he's realized that I'm more fun. Oh, and Ghiradelli 60% cacao squares. He keeps a secret stash behind MY guilty pleasures of swedish fish, cinnamon bears, costco trail mix, and peanut m&m's.
Who sleeps on the right? I guess I would be considered the person who sleeps on the right, although most of the time it's the middle or more. Neal has his 15% sliver on the left side.
Who mows the lawn: Usually we both do. One of us grabs the trimmer, and one the mower. Although I love mowing lawns. It's my favorite chore.
Besides you, who's his best friend: Probably his Dad. He usually talks on the phone with him every day.
Who cooks dinner? I do. Definitely me.
Who drives? Neal. When I drive and talk to someone at the same time, it's curtains.
Who's more stubborn: Definitely Neal. If he gets a bee in his bonnet, look out. Luckily, it rarely happens.
Who kissed who first? Neal kissed me first. I don't know why. We were on a winter moonlight hike in Millcreek Canyon. I was anything but sexy. I think I was bundled up like Randy on "A Christmas Story."
Who asked who out first? Neal asked me out. We had a mutual friend who set us up. It was a fun date.
Who proposed: Neal. But it was 2 days after he told me maybe we should date other people, and I said, "If you date other people, don't call me again. I want to get married and I won't wait around." I think I scared him into it.
Who has more siblings: I win for sure. 6 to zero.
Who wears the pants: I have spent the last 11+ years trying to take the pants off. It's going pretty good. We have some friends who, instead of calling us "The Peton's" called us "The Natalie's." Sad, I know. But, we've (I should say "I've". I'm the one with the control problem) come a long way.
Favorite thing about him: He's the kindest, nicest guy in the world. He is honest, good, and gentle. He has tons of integrity and loyalty. He's also pretty good looking, I must say, and keeps me happy. We have a lot of common nerd interests, which is nice, because I've found that most people won't talk "nerd" with me. But Neal will! He does everything 100% and he takes me out almost every Friday night. What more could I want?
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