Happy Birthday Porter!!

It was good to be Porter last week! His birthday was on Monday, the 29th. Grandpa and Mommy took him for a day of fun! First we went with Grandpa to Tooele to drop his boat off for winter storage. (To hear him talk about it, Tooele is somewhere up there with Disneyland!! Kids are the BEST!). We had lunch in Tooele then headed north to the Hill Air Force Base Museum. Last time we visted the museum Porter went nuts over the little flight suits they have in the gift shop. They did not have his size then, but I had them order it in special for his birthday. He put it on as soon as he saw it and we were off to see the airplanes!

Anyone who knows Grandpa and Mommy knows it was probably a toss up of who had much fun: Grandpa, Mommy or Porter?

They have an airplane there, "Old Shakey" as Grandpa calls it that is the very plane that my dad was a crew chief on in his younger days...He and Porter love to sit under it at the picnic tables and ponder the mysteries of the universe, or at least the mystery of how Grandpa crawled all around the big and small places to keep the engines running. He has wonderful memories of being in the Air Guard and seeing the world.

We came home and had some ice cream cake and hogies. We always go out to dinner as a family for birthdays. We'd done that the night before so we spend his actual birthday at home. On Wednesday, they celebrated his birthday at daycare. He got a cool birthday crown and picked out an "Incredible Hulk" cake to share with his daycare friends.

Saturday was his big "Transformers" party. He had fun with his friends and extended family. Gary blew up 100 balloons & put them in the living room (with the help of the air compressor).

I can't believe my little guy is growing so fast!

Happy Birthday, Porter!!

The results are in!!

Looks like Gary IS sabotaging my quest for sanity! There was only one vote to the contrary and it was admittedly my "ahem" organizationally challenged sister. I'm pretty sure she's just jealous of my labels...on everything...after I put it in clear plastic containers...anyhoo, glad to know at least SOME of the things I remembered really DID happen?!

Really??!!

Porter's attitude seems to be growing even faster than he is! (And he is growing FAST!). Last night, he asked if he could watch a movie downstairs but it was almost bedtime. We usually have a movie, story or he plays his video game with Gary for a bit upstairs in our room to help get him ready for bed. I told him he could watch one show downstairs if he would go straight to his bed and go to sleep after. After asking him a few times if we had a deal (little boy's attention spans aren't so long) he finally agreed and I put his show on.

He watched Micky Mouse Clubhouse and I turned the TV off and began to follow him upstairs. He went to far and went to go downstairs. I asked where he was going and he said "Wendy's room". I said "No, we had a deal you would sleep in your bed after your show". He argued with me further and I threatened: "You won't be able to watch a show tomorrow before bed if you don't go get in YOUR bed right now!". His answer:

wait for it...

"Wendy will let me watch a movie, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah". (You know, like the kids do on TV, but I've NEVER seen one actually do it in person?! Well, never BEFORE Porter started doing it a couple of months ago).

I think I must've asked the next question out of shock, because I did hear every nah...

"What did you just say?!"

He repeated it, word for word?! My next step was unclear. Running through my head was a few options. 1. I'm gonna beat that kid!!, 2. Should I get the cam-corder (ok, so, since I was honest that I considered this option, you've already learned that I didn't REALLY consider #1.)?, or 3. I'd better just walk away.

I opted for #3 and went into the other room where Gary was. I asked him if he just heard what Porter said to me. He said "No", with that funny little smirk on his face that he doesn't get unless he's up to something. I went on about something about Porter being HIS kid and he still stuck with his answer "Nope, I didn't hear anything. I didn't hear him talking to you". (Still with the smirk so I knew he was lying)! SABOTAGE!!!

Total for today:

1 for "my husband is sabotaging my quest for sanity"

Grand total:

2 for "my husband is sabotaging my quest for sanity"
1 for "I AM loosing my mind".

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Sabotaging my quest for sanity??!!

I love my dear husband (Love you, Gary!!), but I think he's sabotaging my quest for sanity... It's no secret I'm crazy...I'm not one that's uncomfortable with that term. My view is we all have our crazies, some are just different from others and some of us have more than others :-).

Lately, I've been feeling crazy in a different way, though (you know, other than my usual - ADD, OCD, Labeling obsession...etc.). I can't remember ANYTHING!! I used to never forget important things, but now all bets are off! I find myself going into another room to get something and not remember what it was once I'm there. Or I'll SWEAR I turned the porch light on only to come downstairs a few minutes later to find it turned off. There's a pretty good explanation for that second one - It's no secret that Gary follows me (or anyone else in our home) around turning off lights. Something about saving energy or money he says. But he keeps the central air thermostat at 68 degrees all summer. Hmmm.

Last night I SWEAR I went into Porter's room and closed his blinds and turned down the covers. Gary tucked him in and we went to bed. I went in Porter's room this morning to get him dressed and the blinds were open and the bed was made, all except the bedspread. I was giving myself a headache trying to figure out if I'd totally lost my mind when I thought I would breakdown and ask husband the rediculous question "Lover, did you make Porter's bed last night and open his blinds BEFORE you put him to bed?". (See why I didn't just ask in the first place?). His answer was "I pulled the top blanket back...". Apparently, after he pulled the sheets and bottom blankets up?! SABOTAGE!!!

So...I thought to myself, I wonder what else he has been up to? I've noticed the Daily Shower Cleaner bottle finds its way to the shower floor when I'm SURE I put it away high in the window seal (we do have a 4 year old that really likes spray bottles). This is not likely since I'm pretty sure Gary's never USED the Daily Shower Cleaner, but it got me thinking... I decided to start making more of an effort to really remember things I've done and see what is happening. I will be keeping score and am thinking of devoting a blog to just this purpose! Well, turns out after my shower this morning I TOTALLY caught MYSELF putting the bottle on the floor after I was done with it??!!

Total today:

1 for "My husband is sabotaging my quest for sanity" and
1 for "I AM loosing my mind!"

Timeout

I wonder where he gets it from?

Yeah, Porter is growing up WAY too fast!! He was even more hyper last night than usual (he's a little boy, so he's ALWAYS high strung!). Not sure if I was more on edge than usual or just tired. He was supposed to be settling down for bedtime and was talking & wiggling. I said "You're killing me!!". He said (without missing a beat) "You're killing me back!".

Did he really just say that?!

Boating

My Dad took us all out on the boat twice this season. We used to go more often, but his bad knees have prevented him from doing lots of things he likes to do over the last few years. He had one knee replaced last year and is scheduled to have the other one done this fall. As you can see, we all have a REALLY fun time on the boat!!

The first trip was in late August, the water was WONDERFUL!! We spent lots of time swimming, skiing and riding the "ski bob". The second trip was in early September...it was a little chilly for swimming. We still jumped in and played a little but spent more time in the boat that time! Brrr.

Porter (and all the Grandkids) love to drive the boat with Grandpa. Porter was giggling and honking the horn. Gary rode the "ski bob" until Porter told Grandpa to "dump daddy" :-). I water-skiied. I'm not gonna lie...I was pretty impressed with myself that I could still get up on the first try after a couple years off!! I don't have the stamina that I did when I was younger, but it was still a treat to work those creaky old water-ski muscles...even for just a small ride?

It was nice to have the family together and everyone having fun!! We all got along the WHOLE time?! Oh well, this entry is my ode to Summer 2008. Hoping for warm waters next season and a cozy winter... Porter is already geared up for his birthday.

Notice Porter's hand on the picture of him and Macks... Cute boys!!