Smith Family: Better Late Than Never

Sunday, December 13, 2009

Better Late Than Never

My kids complain that we are always late. For some reason, every time we try to go somewhere, we just can't seem to coordinate things very well...someone always spills on their clothes or has to go potty, or can't find their shoes, or keys...and yes, sometimes that someone is me. I don't pretend to be punctual... if you want us to be somewhere at 5:00, tell us to be there at 4:45. That's just how it is...

Well, Taron's birthday party was no exception. The last week of October we had some minor sickness in the house, and with everyone paranoid about swine flu I decided to opt out of the party and postpone it a week. Well, the next weekend something else came up and it didn't happen, so I postponed it again, only to have another scheduling conflict come up. This continued until last Friday, when Taron finally got his hearts desire...

The candy coated cake has become a tradition with our birthday parties, Thank you Betty Crocker...(sorry, Becca, if you are reading this, you are welcome to shoot me now...)

Taron must have told his friends he really likes Bakugan toys, because out of 8 kids, 6 of them gave him Bakugans... he was really in heaven (if you don't have a little boy, you probably have no clue what I am talking about, they are sort of a mix between transformers and pokemon). After the usual party fare of food, games and prizes, we turned on the new Disney movie "UP" while they played with the birthday toys.

Another year down...

3 comments:

Fairy Godmother said...: Planning parties gets more difficult every year! I think simple is awesome! And I'm good friends with Betty -- don't know her! The cake looked fabulous. And I've wondered what those toys are. Hayden's only 6 -- so we're not there yet, I guess. Loves transformers and power rangers...but not quite that yet. I'm sure we'll figure it out in due time. Happy Belated Bday. Phew...it's over!; December 14, 2009 at 2:10 PM
Debbie Hadley said...: Cute Taron! Happy late Birthday!; December 16, 2009 at 9:00 AM
Dan, Pam and Family said...: Funny,
I remember being bugged as a kid because it seemed like we were always late when we did something as a family.
Big families take a lot of work.
I'm glad Taron had a fun birthday, sorry about the sick bugs, not fun.
I hope you guys liked the Movie "UP" I really liked that one.
:-)
Pam; December 19, 2009 at 5:58 PM

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When Solei was a toddler, she found some bark that was lying at the base of a tree and said in disgust, “Ooooooh! Tree poo-poo!”

When the girls were little, we were taking a walk with the dog who was bombarding Sierra with her friendly but slobbery kisses. Frustrated, our sweet little Sierra yelled out “NO KINA, I'M NOT YOUR ICE CREAM CONE!”

Telling Ella how to crawl, Caden explained “But I’m four, so I crawl standing up.”

I was sitting with Caden one day and I told him that the couch used to be a cow (it is leather), and I said (half jokingly) “did you know that cows turn into couches?” To which he replied, “No they don’t, they turn into pies!”

Watching the Tabernacle choir sing during conference, Solei (who was 8 yrs old at the time) said that they should sing “Do as I’m Doing” (with all the motions, I’m sure).

We put in an underground fence for the dog and Caden (age 5) saw us burying the wire. We then put up little white flags to mark where it was. A few days later he went outside and turned on the hose. When I saw him, I asked him to turn off the water. He looked at me questioningly and asked, “Until when? Until the fence grows?” He thought it needed watering!

Taron (2) looked at the varicose veins on grandmas legs and said, “owy... lightning!”

When Caden was 5, he would ask if he could go play with his friend in the morning, and I would sometimes reply, "No, it's too early". Well one day he finally asked me "can we not play on 'too early's? Can we play on 'one early'?"

Sierra told me one night that when she was little, she used to think the word “couch” came from the word “cow”, and that our couch had a cow inside (partially true since it is leather). She would try to sit down carefully so it would not run away. She thought the wood parts inside were it’s bones and the black pegs on the bottom were the feet.

Sometimes Taron (age 2) would find dog poop and say “Eew! Dog poop!” and then proceed to stomp on it as if it were a bug.

Caden (age 5) and I were talking about the sounds letters make and he asked if I knew what the sleepy letter was. I replied that I didn’t and he said, “It’s the Z... when you go to sleep then the Z’s come out of your head. And there’s a big round white thing too but it’s invisible. Maybe he had been reading too many comic books...

Sierra (age 8) made a Halloween card for her friend and wrote ENSTINE (meaning Einstein) on it, I thought it was an odd thing to put on a Halloween card so I asked if she knew who Einstein was and she said "Isn't he the guy who made Frankenstein?"

Caden (age 5) asked if it was a ghost who said the sacrament prayer because he couldn’t see anyone at the podium but he could hear the voice.

When Taron was 2 he would always respond to an “I love you” with “Much”.

Taron (3) woke up one morning, started to play and when I asked him if he wanted a pancake, he said, “Oh yeah, I was supposed to be hungry!”

Dad was singing “Jesus wants me for a sunbeam” and Taron said “Jesus likes sunbeans, they’re delicious!”

I was teaching Taron (5) how to read, and came upon the word "loose". I told him, "the two O's say "oo" and the E is silent. Slowly and deliberately, he sounded it out........"Loooosssilent".

Caden had been learning to tell time in school and was asking me about the big hand vs. the little hand on the clock. Apparently Taron was listening somewhat because he held up his right hand and asked "is this the big hand?"

Ella (4) came up to me with some of my reading glasses and said "Mom, when I put glasses on, I still don't know how to read!"

At a restaurant, Ella was impatiently waiting for her food and, looking for the waitress, she asked "when is the human coming back?"

One morning I said, "Ella, come look! There's a wild turkey in the backyard!"
Ella (excitedly): "Can we kill it?!?"
What kind of daughter am I raising???

Ella mistook another guy for Chris and was about to follow him to his car, but soon realized her mistake and said, "I was about to follow the 'not dad'".

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Better Late Than Never

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