It was my mom's birthday a few days ago, the big SIX OH to be exact, so we had a few celebrations for her, which involved balloons. Being the nice grandma that she is, she let Kaden have one on two different occasions. Last Thursday, he got his first balloon from her. The dang thing spent more time on the ceiling than it did in his hands. I was up and down off a chair all night pulling it down from the ceiling. He had to take it everywhere with him. At the dinner table, in the bath, and to bed.
He wouldn't let me tie the balloon to his bed. He insisted on holding it. As soon as he started nodding off, he would let go of the balloon and cry for me to retrieve it from the ceiling. After a couple of times, I finally put him in his play tent to sleep. That way the balloon could only rise two feet above him. But then I was afraid that he would somehow get strangled by the string, so I had to cut it off. Lately Kaden has been coming in to sleep with me in the middle of the night, as he did again Thursday night/Friday morning at 5:15am with all of his supplies in tow: blankie, sippy cup, LittleTouch LeapPad, and of course the balloon - everything his "must" sleep with.
The next day, my sister and friend Jami came over to help prepare for my mom's birthday luncheon that we were having for her Saturday. Annika and Brooklyn came too and the three kids fought incessantly over that balloon. I'm talking laying down on the floor, kicking, screaming, bawling, snot bubbles - the works - kind of fighting. After listening to this for a couple of hours, the balloon met a steak knife and it's life was over. Kaden cried for about a minute, then we had peace the rest of the night.
There were more balloons at my mom's birthday luncheon on Saturday. There were enough for each grandchild to have one, so luckily there was no fighting over them. Once again, Kaden had to take it to bed. Again, I cut the string off so that there was just enough for him to hold on to. Again, he came in to sleep with me in the middle of the night, but there was no helium left in the balloon so he was holding on to this totally limp balloon, dangling along side him. Then he wanted to take it to preschool with him this morning. I told him he could take it in the car but not to school, anything to get us out the door on time. When I got to work, I threw the balloon away.
Monday, March 30, 2009
Monday, March 16, 2009
Happy Birthday Pam!
Pam, one of my dearest, best and definitely my longest friend, had a birthday last week. Pam and I met when we were 2 or 3 years old. I've known her longer than I've known my own siblings. I have many, many years of memories with Pam. Here are a few notable ones:
*Little girls in bikinis summer after summer.
*Surviving first grade with Mrs. Howard.
*Playing Little House on the Prairie. Which for some reason always involved "canning" Lincoln Logs.
*Dress-ups. Your mom had the coolest clothes and shoes for us to play with.
*Playing with Barbies, forever.
*Playing ANYTHING together from morning until night. Barely taking a break to eat lunch and dinner. We were joined at the hip.
*"KATH-A-LEEN! Pam's tickling me!"
*Fighting and making-up, all within an hour, but at the time it seemed like forever. A true friend is someone you can fight with.
*Playing Make Me Laugh.
*Puberty involving the discovery of doing our hair, make-up, clothes, shopping and boys.
*Babysitting together. Even though the parents' didn't hire us as a team.
*Cruising State Street. We all had to cram into the front seat together because no one wanted to sit in back by themselves.
*Always having someone with whom you can talk about things you never could with anyone else.
I imagine there are very few people who have friendships that begin before Kindergarten, last through High School graduation, marriage, kids, and so on. I am so lucky to have this kind of long lasting friendship with Pam. I imagine that some year we will be bragging about our grandchildren with one another. Thank you, Pam, for giving me memories to cherish always. I am so grateful for our friendship. I truly believe it was a friendship made in heaven. I love you dearly girl!
*Little girls in bikinis summer after summer.
*Surviving first grade with Mrs. Howard.
*Playing Little House on the Prairie. Which for some reason always involved "canning" Lincoln Logs.
*Dress-ups. Your mom had the coolest clothes and shoes for us to play with.
*Playing with Barbies, forever.
*Playing ANYTHING together from morning until night. Barely taking a break to eat lunch and dinner. We were joined at the hip.
*"KATH-A-LEEN! Pam's tickling me!"
*Fighting and making-up, all within an hour, but at the time it seemed like forever. A true friend is someone you can fight with.
*Playing Make Me Laugh.
*Puberty involving the discovery of doing our hair, make-up, clothes, shopping and boys.
*Babysitting together. Even though the parents' didn't hire us as a team.
*Cruising State Street. We all had to cram into the front seat together because no one wanted to sit in back by themselves.
*Always having someone with whom you can talk about things you never could with anyone else.
I imagine there are very few people who have friendships that begin before Kindergarten, last through High School graduation, marriage, kids, and so on. I am so lucky to have this kind of long lasting friendship with Pam. I imagine that some year we will be bragging about our grandchildren with one another. Thank you, Pam, for giving me memories to cherish always. I am so grateful for our friendship. I truly believe it was a friendship made in heaven. I love you dearly girl!
Tuesday, March 10, 2009
Happy Birthday Jen!
One of my best and dearest friends, Jen, had a birthday on March 3rd and I wanted to post a birthday tribute to her. Oh the memories we have! Here a few that stand out:
*Meeting in 6th grade TA and drawing each other pictures of the Cabbage Patch dolls we had received for Christmas.
*Stake dances.
*High school lunch with immature boys.
*Cruising state (back when it was safe). Except for maybe the Barlow clan. Technically that wasn't unsafe, but also not one of our shining moments.
*Ivy Tower, The Palace, etc.
*Roman Gardens.
*Several trips together: Bear Lake, Lake Powell, Hawaii, more Lake Powell (the good, the bad and the ugly).
Thank you, Jen, for being such a special friend to me throughout the decades (YIKES - I'm afraid it really has been that long). I treasure our friendship and am grateful for Heavenly Father bringing you to me. It is so nice to have friends that stand the test of time, survive popularity contests, boys, marriage and kids. It is nice to know that no matter how much time goes between our visits, that we can pick up where we left off. Love ya girl!
*Meeting in 6th grade TA and drawing each other pictures of the Cabbage Patch dolls we had received for Christmas.
*Stake dances.
*High school lunch with immature boys.
*Cruising state (back when it was safe). Except for maybe the Barlow clan. Technically that wasn't unsafe, but also not one of our shining moments.
*Ivy Tower, The Palace, etc.
*Roman Gardens.
*Several trips together: Bear Lake, Lake Powell, Hawaii, more Lake Powell (the good, the bad and the ugly).
Thank you, Jen, for being such a special friend to me throughout the decades (YIKES - I'm afraid it really has been that long). I treasure our friendship and am grateful for Heavenly Father bringing you to me. It is so nice to have friends that stand the test of time, survive popularity contests, boys, marriage and kids. It is nice to know that no matter how much time goes between our visits, that we can pick up where we left off. Love ya girl!
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