Author: alicewgold

I would like to state that I am a brunette, but now I am a mix of grey, white, brown, and blonde. I would also like to say that I am 150 pounds, but that would be a boldfaced lie. How about I say I am work in progress because that is the truth? A beautiful work in progress. I love the sound of my fingers tapping on the keyboard and my greatest hope is that something that I write will lift someone else on their journey.

For Dave

Our friend Dave was convinced that his MANLY genetics would only produce a boy the first time around.

Well, here is a picture of their sweet baby GIRL!

I am sure it won’t take Dave long to realize that a takes a true MANLY man to wrap her around his finger.

The Mommy Blog reminded me of this song: I am posting it just for you Dave, even though you won’t read this.

Elephant Jokes

I used to be notorious as a child for telling elephant jokes. Here is one that I have never heard before:

A man is playing the piano softly one night in a downtown bar. In walks an elephant who goes over to the pianist, and suddenly starts to cry. “There, there”, says the pianist “Do you recognize the song?” “No, no,” says the elephant “I recognize the keys.”

David Archuleta, Shy?

I love the underdog!

This article was extremely interesting and makes me love David Archuleta even more. The people who know Archuleta the best say that he is unassuming, humble, and shy. They also say that he doesn’t hope for stardom, he just wants to keep loving music. This doesn’t surprise me. Neither does the fact that he wasn’t popular at his alma mater, Murray High School. Someone unassuming, humble and shy is not usually in the “in crowd”, especially in Utah.

Oh, how I hope that my kids will just be who they are and love what they love and not worry about what other people think. Usually, the greatest people amongst us aren’t noticed very much. They just go about doing their thing. I hope that David Archuleta doesn’t give those “popular kids” the time of day when he goes back home for a visit. Oh, how they will wish they would have noticed him sooner! I can just hear them all saying for the rest of their lives, “I was in the same class/school as David Archuleta?” Oh yeah, we’re you friends? “No not really.”

The challenge of the day: get out of your shell and NOTICE someone for the person that they are. Everyone has greatness.

Winners!

I am sorry to all of you who tried to get the free MaryKay stuff, but Michelle announced the winner, and you won’t believe it, but it is me. I can’t wait to get some free stuff in the mail.

Just when I was feeling like a loser, my luck did a 180. Thanks Michelle! One luck of the draw and now I am an instant winner, not a loser.

LG was a winner last week. He won the three point contest at the school’s basketball game. He says “he got lucky”….I guess our luck really is turning around. Last year was a rough one for us. 2008 is going to be our year, I can feel it. Maybe next we can win some money! That would be really nice about now. 10 years of college life + 3 children can really put a drain on the bank account, if you know what I mean.

Here is the video of the kids after the game. Abigail is holding LG’s prize, a basketball autographed by Pat Summit. WOW!

The family that eats grains together, abstains together.

I’m so glad that LG is almost always home for dinner. Hopefully it will make all the difference, because as you all know, we are on the brink of living the Suburbian dream! HA! And, surely, we will still be affable when we move from the inner-city.

And while I am posting about eating dinner, here is another link about how not to control your child’s diet. And because Sophia and Abigail are in a normal weight range, I guess I am not as controlling as people would think.

Is it a Dad Strike?

Last week was a rough one for most of the girls at our house. As you know, there are four of us and my poor hubby is the only man. (Our cat is even a girl) I think God designed our family this way because he knew that LG would be the best dad ever!

LG is so patient, understanding, and a great listener. He is also the kind of dad that really enjoys spending time with his kids. (which makes all the difference to little girls) Look at Bella’s happiness when being tickled by her dad. She’s so happy she is almost crying!

Anyway, last week I was having a rather emotional week. (don’t we all have to do that from time to time?) But, to add to the torture Abigail and Bella were both on one also. (Sophia seemed to be immune from the estrogen induced drama for some reason this time)

LG was getting an earful every direction he turned. I would keep him up late talking out my issues. The girls would start out early with their whining.

One night at dinner, LG had had enough. I was still in a yucky mood and two of the girls were pouting about something. I looked at LG and felt a twinge of pity. All I could say is, “We are just getting you ready for the teenage years.” (We will have three teenage daughters at the same time)

LG surprised me as he actually raised his voice. He declared for all girls to hear, “That’s it, I’m joining a bowling league.”

We all just laughed. Later that night as we were sitting together enjoying all of the girls’ better moods (this seems to happen to all of us automatically when we get some good daddy time), Bella looked at her dad so sweetly and said, “Daddy, can I join your bowling league, too?” LG and I held our laughter to wide understanding smiles. (Bella can be kind of sensitive and doesn’t like us laughing at her, even though she is so cute and funny) Bella continued, “I am a really good bowler, dad.”

LG replied like the sweet dad that he is, “Of course you can join my bowling league Bella, I don’t think I could win without you.”

Climbing Trees and A Nosy Mom

We were at soccer practice on Monday night and Sophia and Bella automatically started asking me to help them climb the tree. The girls all love the trees that line the fields. The trees are the perfect size for them to climb, they just need a boost up to the first branch.

I boost Sophia up and tell Bella that she can have her turn in five minutes. Meanwhile, I start chatting with the other soccer parents while simultaneously keeping my eye on Abigail in the field, Bella in her camp chair, and Phia in the tree.

Out of the corner of my eye, I spot a mom from the other field walking over in our team’s direction. She walks right up to me and says in an ever so nosy way, “Um, your kids aren’t supposed to climb the trees.”

“Oh, really, according to whom?” I reply with a “leave me a alone” tone. “Well, the soccer board members will get on to you if they see your kids in the tree. They have made me get my kids down before.” I reply again with a dual tone of you are really bugging combined with I am going to try and be nice, “Thanks for letting me know. I appreciate your concern. I will be sure to get a little more concerned when the soccer board is around.” I smiled at her and she got the message and finally walked away.

HONESTLY! Do people just need to get a life or what? The other people around me agreed that my small kids climbing these trees are not a big deal. They are not going to do any damage and I have no plans to sue if they fall.

Meanwhile, LG shows up after work and I tell him about the annoying conversation. He, of course, reacts totally obediently and says to me, “Alice, we probably shouldn’t let them climb. The soccer league probably has a contract with the school….blah blah blah…legal jargon, blah.” I cut him off, “LG, you and the soccer league are ridiculous. They are trees. They are kids and this is a park.” LG trails off with, “Well, they have to protect their liability….blah blah” I intentionally tune him out, go and get Sophia out of the tree and boost Bella up for her turn.

I got Bella down five minutes later and told LG that Sophia and I were going home to get dinner and a Family Home Evening lesson ready.

So, we get into the bath/dinner rush and then all sit down to eat. LG says ever so authoritarianish….”I have an announcement. Our family will no longer be climbing trees at the soccer field.” I start into my nagging about the tree/kid thing. LG cuts me off and says, “Alice, a soccer league board member came over after you left and said that THAT lady had called him. The board member announced to our whole team, ‘That lady (what he should have said is: THAT nosy mom) said that a woman was letting her two children climb the tree and that she DARED a board member to stop her. I am here to stop her.’

I started cracking up! I asked, “Did you tell Doug that it was me?” The board members all know us because we have coached for the past 3 years. LG sighed and said, “No, of course not. I am not taking the slack for you. In fact, at the next practice you need to thank all of the other parents, they didn’t say a word.”

I then said, “I can’t believe that Doug came down there to get a kid out of the tree. C’mon, LG, you know you agree, that lady and the board members need to get a life. You guys should have all told him it was me, and you should have handed him your phone to call me, or better yet, brought him to the house. I am not afraid of them. In fact, if we have to quit the soccer league so that I can just go to the park and let my kids climb the trees, we will.” Can you tell I am feisty? I then got even more fired up. “What is up with that lady. Seriously, she needs to get a life! What is she? Some wannabe hall monitor?”

LG nods towards the listening children and then repeats ever so calmly, “Like I said kids, our family will no longer be climbing the tree.” And yes, if they end up in jail someday, whose fault is it going to be? Mr. Obedient or Mrs. Rule Breaker?

But, really, they are trees and kids…I just don’t get people.

Max and Emme

I just read that JLo’s twins names are Max and Emme.
Jennifer Lopez and Marc Anthony are some of the most well known Hispanic celebrities in America, and so, knowing how the media is, their children Max and Emme are also automatically famous.
Here are some other well-known Hispanic celebrities named Max and Emme:

In case you have never seen it, they’re characters from the cartoon Dragon Tales.

I am totally outing myself as a stay home mom to a toddler who watches PBS. (we only get 4 channels with our rabbit ears)

But, seriously, do you think they know about the Dragon Tale characters? Why would you name your kids after a cartoon?