OUCH!!!

I was thinking I wouldn't have anything to blog about this week because we didn't have anything fun planned.  Isabelle decided to help me out with that.

Last night Nathaniel and Jenny were moving into a new house.  Isabelle and Natalie were playing in the family room having a really great time.  Isabelle was "flying" around being a Pegasus when she slipped and fell.  She hit her elbow on the ground.  We thought is wasn't broken last night but today she really started favoring her arm.  She couldn't even pick up her spoon to eat lunch.  Finally I decided to take her into the instacare.  

Isabelle did pretty good during most of the exam.  It was horrible to see her get her x-ray's taken.  I had to hold her arm down and twist it a little so the technician could go take the x-rays.  I have never heard her cry that bad before.  I felt like I was torturing my own child, she was screaming and saying "Mom, please stop, don't do that!" When she was 2 and broke her arm, she cried, but now that she's older I think it was much more scary for her. The doctor didn't find any fractures on her, but she does have swelling in her arm.  They put a splint on her arm and we will just have to watch her for a while to see if she gets any better. 

 

Fortunately  Isabelle has a big heart and she forgave me for hurting her at the doctors office.

I am keeping my fingers crossed that her arm will heal quickly on its own!

Overheard in the Back of the Van

My sister picked up Isabelle (5) for a playdate
with her cousin Sariah (7).

The conversation in the back of the van on the way home went something like this...

Isabelle:   .....well, I have something even sadder than that.   I had a Great Grandpa die...in real life.  In real life, he just died.  And my mom said when you are in heaven you can't come back to Earth."

Sariah:  "I know...only the bad guys stay on Earth."

Isabelle:  "Well, someday I will be stuck in heaven and I will see Great Grandpa, and I will totally freak my head off!"

Hmmm.  I am pretty sure I have a couple of doctrinal issues to discuss with her regarding our beliefs about life after death.  But seriously it is so funny the way they think!

Why Buy Toys?

Our house is a literal Toyland.  We have heaps and heaps of toys.  We have baskets full of toys, shovels of toys, boxes of toys, shelves of toys, closets full of toys,  dump trucks full of toys, even a dedicated toy room.  Sadly my children have more toys than they should.  And yet with all of these toys they lose interest quickly.  Give them an empty box though, and they can be entertained for hours.

I didn't realize the cat was in the box with Liam

until I saw him in the picture.

Who knew boxes made great cat toys as well?

Isabelle's first box was "stinky box".

Someone had thrown a diaper in there - whoops.

I am not going to name names, because I am afraid my name might be dropped in somehow.

I would never throw a diaper where it isn't supposed to go, never ever.

Liam thought this game was much funner than Isabelle did.

Now that looks comfortable.

Please note the complete lack of fancy furniture in my

 "formal" living room.

We make up for that with stinky cardboard boxes, pretty classy eh?

After a unanimous vote stinky box was exiled faster than the next middle eastern dictator.

We brought in this much better

 (you know it's better because it's bigger) box.

This box had a gang of two stop by and graffiti

on it when I wasn't looking.

There goes the neighborhood!

There's a Sucker Born Every Minute

They say there's a sucker born every minute, but if you ask anyone they will claim that other people must be those suckers.  Certainly you would never consider yourself a sucker.  That's how I felt up until about 8:30 last night.  I went to a neighborhood book club were we discussed the book "The Princess Bride".

You may want to skim down to my last post and read it before you finish this one.

Clearly after reading the book I had some pretty harsh feelings for William Goldman.  It turns out, I found out at book club that there was no S. Morgenstern, no country of Florin (I think), and it was not adapted from an "original" book written along time ago.  There was no boy who struggled in school until his father read him this book.  There was no fat little boy who cried all of the time.  Goldman did end up divorcing his wife, so maybe the part about the loveless marriage was true.

  What I thought was just an enjoyable story turns out to be one of the greatest hoaxes of my lifetime (so far).  I fell for this alter world hook, line, and sinker without even questioning any of it.  I now need to re-read this book with my new hindsight,it will add that much more humor to the story!  Almost 24 hours later my mind is still blown, and I am still laughing.

Well Mr. Goldman, you got me.  You got me good.  I am officially a sucker.  My hat goes off to you!

BOOK REVIEW: THE PRINCESS BRIDE

The Princess Bride
Written By: S. Morgenstern
Abridged By: William Goldman
Number of Pages: 283
Number of Stars I'm Giving It: 5

I have read this book a few times before and enjoyed it, but it has been a long time since I last read it.  I really got more out of it this time.  Last time I read it I skipped a lot of Goldman's abridgment notes.  They actually add a nice side story.  It bothered me that Goldman kept saying how fat and spoiled his son was and how he didn't really love his wife.  I took that he only halfway meant it, but still that would scar me for life if my dad or husband ever said thing like that to me, let alone put it in print for millions of people to read.  Very shameful on his part. This book is a great quick read, it only took me one day to finish it.

So here are some of my thoughts on this book.
The character I felt the most sorry for was Fezzik.  Everyone, including his family and friends were so judgemental and mean to him.  He is loving and kind to all, but that love was never really returned to him.
The character who was most human was Inigo.  He was driven by dreams and love.  He experiences the entire range of emotions. Love, hate, devotion, fear, confidence, depression.  You can understand why he does what he does.
The most annoying character for me is Vezzini.  I really get annoyed with self-righteous know it alls.  Fortunately he gets taken care of pretty early off in the book.
The most perfect character award of course goes to Westley.  He's pretty much every girls dream man I think.  Beautiful, strong, courageous, genius, but of course all he really cares about is true love. 
Buttercup makes me crazy.  I get that she is beautiful, but is there even 1 other reason why Westley loves her?  She is so, so, so stupid!  Every decision she makes is just the worst.  And she ditches Westley the first chance she gets and says "I can live without love".  I just don't understand why he would ever want her back.
Guilty admission for this book - I actually really like the characters of the Count and the Prince.  They are just the biggest jerks.  So bad.  But they are so consistent at being jerks, they are open and honest about being that way, I just couldn't bring myself to hate them.  They are also very gentlemanly in their torture and murder, so I will work on hating them the next time I read it. 

I enjoy the back stories on all of the characters. Now I am off to watch the movie, which I love just as much as the book. I am glad there is less torturing in the movie than the book!  I didn't like the ending in the book very much, so I just substitute the movie ending in my head after I finish reading.  And they all lived happily ever after...

A Moment in Time

First off I have to admit that I am stealing this post idea from my sister in law Jenny.

I am guilty as a kid with my hand in the cookie jar.

That being said, don't do anything creative anywhere I can see it, or I will steal your ideas.

Those of us who can't create, must steal.  It's the circle of creative life.

At this moment:

William: He is finally feeling better after having had a cold for the last week.  He has been upstairs in bed for the last hour and a half and has yet to fall asleep.  All mom's think their kids are special, but seriously I think he might have super powers.  He has super human baby strength, it's amazing to watch the things he can do!  His favorite game right now is run away, preferably while holding a fork or knife he has gotten out of the dishwasher.  "Now why," do you ask "do you leave your dishwasher open?" The answer to that is obviously - I don't!  That little stinker can open anything!  He is still refusing to say "mama" or "mommy" every time I ask him to he says "grandpa, grandpa".  I know he can say "mama", because do you think it's "grandpa" he asks for at 3 in the morning when he is sick? Nope.  Since he is 18 months old now he knows how to have temper tantrums.  And boy oh boy is he ever good at them.  He will throw himself backwards and hit his head on the tile floor and then just lay there and cry for up to an hour sometimes.  We are trying the "ignoring" technique right now.  If that fails I think we may have to up the anti to "a cup of ice water in the face" technique.  I am hoping, for William's sake, that we don't have to go there!

Isabelle: She is feeling much better as well.  She didn't talk or move much the last 3 days while she was sick, so today she had to make up for that.  She was stir crazy, that girl doesn't like to be cooped up in the house for that long.  She didn't stop talking all day.  I don't even think she breathed.  Somehow she managed to eat a little, but it took about an hour to get thru dinner because I had to keep telling her to stop talking for heavens sake!  She informed me today that she wants to be in movies because "I think I would be really great at that, really really great.  I can sound just like Thumper.  Go get your video camera, lets make a movie now!"  She has been staying up a little later each night to read stories by herself in bed.  She just finished a book tonight - I was very impressed.  I am so excited that she is gaining a love for reading!  

Soung Sik and I: I am lumping us together, because when you get married you become one right? That, and we are both pretty boring!  We have both been sick the last couple of days.  Fortunately it's a holiday tomorrow and Soungsik doesn't have work  I can't wait until February is gone, I am just so excited for Spring this year!  Soungsik has been working like crazy still.  I am just cleaning and doing laundry like crazy...that's how exciting the two of us are!  We are considering having some Korean exchange students come and live with us this summer so that might be fun, I will keep you updated. 

Well that's all of us at this moment in time.

Stretch and Son...or Daughter

Isabelle has many stalling techniques before bed.

Never ending hugs and kisses.

Just one more story please.

All inclusive prayers.

Most of the time I can get past all of these fairly quickly.

However because of Soung Sik's work schedule

I have to try hard to get her in bed on time.

If she stalls long enough then Daddy comes home and

messes up the bedtime routine.

You know the Primary song that goes

"we're so glad when daddy comes home, glad as we could be" 

Isabelle is extra extra glad when daddy comes home,
because it's always right before her bedtime.

Me - not so much.

I realize this sounds mean, I should love that he gets to kiss his favorite daughter good night.

I just wish it didn't take an hour to get her
back upstairs and in bed.

Last night he got home and stretched with her
 for about a half an hour.

I would not find this to be funny at all.

Yes, I would prefer to be sleeping.

If she wants to get as flexible as her daddy
then sacrifices must be made,

such as staying up way past your bedtime.

I used to think I was flexible, that was until I met my husband.

When he was a kid he would sit in the splits like that while he
 ate dinner and did homework, or pretended to do homework.

Time will tell if Isabelle has that same level of determination.

Judge Isabelle

Last night Isabelle was being a judge on American Idol.

She's meaner than Simon Cowell ever thought of being.

She even has a gavel.

I think she sent everyone home!

Cough, Cough, Sniffle, Sneeze

Today we are all suffering from colds.

Sadly the kids are worse off than the adults.

I have declared today pajama day.

If you come to my house we will not be answering the door.

If you call, I probably won't be picking up.

Hot baths, orange juice, pajamas, cuddling, blankets, and movies are on the schedule today.

Gymnastics, taekwondo, friends, school, and piano have been banned.

Liam goes back and forth from running and acting fine to this...

Sometimes you only have the energy to get up the first step.

The electronic baby sitter has really helped out with Isabelle.

She is watching "The Guardians of Ga'hoole" for about the

78th time this week.

I wonder what people did with their sick kids before tv and movies were invented?

I am looking beautiful today while sporting one of Soung Siks over sized sweater and no makeup.

I am hoping that this general malaise will only be with us for today and that we can be back to normal tomorrow.  I am not too optimistic about that though!

Life's Playback Button

I insert foot in mouth daily. 

I heard it is the best medicine, or is that Tylenol?

Either way it seems to be a habit of mine.

Most of the time its just harmless ditzy comments like

"...but officer I don't have any pizzas!"

Ahhh that one is a classic. 
Some of you may be very confused right now.

Sometimes I insert foot and offend people.

This is due to the fact that the "talent" God chose to give me was sarcasm instead of something like sewing or being a contortionist.  He also made me slightly opinionated.  At those times my brain tries to censor my mouth, but my heart and principles just won't stand for it.

Last but not  least there are the times when you find yourself committing to do something with you mouth while your brain has decided to take a quick cat nap. 

I have had a couple such moments in the last week or so.

My sister decided it would be fun to run in a 5K.

For some weird reason I thought it might be pretty fun too.

I had images pop into my head of me running, yes running, across a finish line.  Of course I was breaking the giant ribbon, because whats the point in running if you can't break that cool ribbon at the end.  In my vision not only was I not sweating, but my hair was flowing gently in the breeze behind me magically fuller and longer than it has ever been. 
After this sight I would be crazy not to commit to do something so great.

Count me in!  When can I begin training? 

Shorty thereafter I had a different vision pop into my head.  It was of me running up my stairs and becoming so winded I thought I was going to die...oh wait that one actually happened.  It was at this moment that I realized how fatal my choice could become.  I would cross the finish line alright, while crying and being carried on a stretcher.

My second mistake was talking to one of my super skinny and cute friends who loves to go running.

Before thinking I mentioned to her that I was going to be doing a 5K.  Foot in mouth.  So now, great news, I will have someone who enjoys running helping me practice. Yay
. 

I guess it's like my husband says, "When you don't use your brain your body pays the price".  How wise my other half is.

 At moments like these I wish I had a playback button.  Wouldn't it be great just to turn back life for 5 or 10 seconds and then be able to say "Why that is the most beautiful baby I have ever seen" instead of "WOW he has huge lips!" Or,
"You are going to run in a 5K race? 
Good for you, you have lots of fun!" 

I think my body is going to be paying the price overtime in the next few months! 

I have also decided that one of my New Years resolutions for 2012 will be to run a 5K in 2011.

Valentines...hooray

It's Valentines today.  Happy Valentines.

I am not a huge fan of this holiday.

I have some good memories of it when I was a kid, because lets face it, it was another reason to have a party all day at school.  You also got loads of candy, and my parents would always surprise us with a little gift.

Before I was married I hated dating. 

Therefore I never really had "big" Valentines dates.

My hopes every year were to just fly under the radar,
which I did very successfully.

As a married person I don't even think the radar is working anymore!

They don't celebrate Valentines in Korea, so that combined with the
 fact that Soung Sik is a man means he thinks it is totally lame.

He is so lucky that he married someone as
equally unromantic as himself.

But here's my real problem with Valentines.

I don't like people telling me what to do.

I get pretty mad if I even perceive that someone
might be telling me what to do.

So when I am told by society and Hallmark that I have to tell people I love them, it makes my skin crawl a little.

So here's the deal everyone.

If  I don't hate you, and believe me you would know,

then feel free to assume this Valentines day that I really really love you!

Please don't be offended if I didn't get you any chocolate to

 help ruin your new years resolutions of losing weight.

aaahhh - that was nice to finally get off my chest.

The Bare Bear Neccessities

***Warning- videos may contain nudity. 
Consider yourself warned***

*You can pause the music on the bottom of this page

if you want to hear the 2nd video better*

Bare 1

William is a little crazy all the time.

He gets off of the couch by going head first

and landing on his head.

His favorite game right now is a Korean game called

"Pak Chi Gee". Basically the game consists of people

headbutting each other until someone gives up first. 

William is undefeated!

I think he has a titanium head.

At any rate it doesn't bother him at all to fall

over and land on his head in the bathtub.

I am fearing more and more each day that

there will be no avoiding him becoming a stuntman.

Later on in life if people ask me what is wrong

with him I will have many excuses to choose from.

Bear 2

If you take a video of William then Isabelle will

insist that you take one (or 6) of her too.

Sadly I think she gets her dancing skills from me and her dad.

Her confidence and love of the spotlight is all from her dad!

In Our World: Egypt

Mubarak Leaves and Egypt Celebrates

February 11th, 2011 @ 4:18pm

By HADEEL AL-SHALCHI and SARAH EL DEEB
Associated Press

CAIRO (AP) - One Egyptian kissed the ground. Another rolled in ecstasy in the grass outside a presidential palace. People wept, jumped, screamed and hugged each other with a shared joy they had never known. Cairo erupted in a cacophony of celebration: fireworks and car horns and gunshots in the air.
President Hosni Mubarak resigned and handed power to the military on Friday, and Egypt held its biggest party in decades.
"The people have toppled the regime," chanted protesters, whose 18 days of swelling protests tipped Egypt into a crisis that the autocratic government could not undo.
"This is the happiest day in my generation," said Ali al-Tayab, a demonstrator who paid tribute to those who died in clashes with police and Mubarak supporters. "To the martyrs, this is your day."
At a presidential palace in Cairo, where demonstrators had gathered in the thousands, people flashed the V-for-victory sign and shouted, "Be happy, Egyptians, today is a feast" and "He stepped down."
They handed out candy. Many prayed and declared: "God is great."
Crowds packed Tahrir Square, the scene of massive protests against Mubarak that began on Jan. 25. The celebrations continued early Saturday, with throngs of people milling around in downtown Cairo.
A huge poster hanging in the square read, "Breaking news: The people have brought down the regime."
"Egypt is free," shouted Mahmoud Elhetta, a protest organizer. "We are a great people and we did something great. This is the expected end for every dictator."

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My main goal in doing a blog is to keep a record of not only what is happening in our family but also what kind of a world we live in at this time.
I will occassionally be posting news articles or stories if I feel they are relevant.

What has happened in Egypt is truly amazing and proves the strength of  a determined people.
Mubarack was an evil, oppressive dictator and in my view the people of Egypt had every right to begin their revolution.  I am very concerned about what kind of government will be established in Egypt now.
I hope that the people can take this chance to put righteous people above them and form a true demoracy.
Unfortunantly I worry that this might not happen.  I am concerned about a militant Islamic radical influence taking control and inforcing Sharia Law in Egypt.  I hope that for the sake of the Egyptians, the people of Isreal, and the rest of the world that this does not happen.

And that is my 2 cents on this bit of history on the making.

Valentines Exchange

Today we went to a Valentine's exchange for Isabelle.

It was a big group of other homeschoolers.

Just doing my part to make sure my child doesn't end up as

some weird, non socialized homeschooler!

I hope all my homeschooling friends pick up on my dripping sarcasm!

She needed to add some finishing touches to her box.

Here's the girlified finished product.

Then she had to take a quick break and sugar load.

Just in case the candies she got in her box weren't going to be enough,

she had suckers, cookies and good ol' cinnamon hearts.

William needed his fair share of sugar intake too.

By the time he finished this sucker I don't know who was stickier,

him or me.

It didn't take long for the sugar weirdness to kick in.

Now she was all geared up to pass out -

candy that is!

When we got home she had to re-evaluate her stash.

I think she was pleased.

I remember loving Valentines Day.

It seems most of my favorite childhood memories revolve

around heaps and heaps of candy.

I wonder if I need therapy for that?

Chocolate therapy...

Funny Face

Isabelle and I got a little bored/goofy this afternoon.

I blame it all on the Valentines candy.

Ah, yes, the always classy fishy lips.

Your face could get stuck this way if you do this too much.

Quite frightening.

Pucker up Valentine.

My middle initial is M.

Do you think it stands for mischievous?