What's up?

Who are these little rag muffins? It's been so long since I have blogged about these two cuties. So much has changed for us, it's hard to keep up!



First, let's start with Ruby... She started second grade at Herriman Elementary. Ruby has a fantastic teacher this year! Her kindergarten and 1st grade teachers meant well, but there was a lack of love for teaching. This year she has Mrs. Jessee. We heard about Mrs. Jessee before we even moved out here. She is wonderful. Each student has their own individual spelling list.! If Ruby misses a word, it shows up on the next weeks list. Who does that?! Mrs. Jessee does.! She is really, really great. She is organized. She has total control of the class. She talks to the class with respect and when I go in the class every one is so quiet. She doesn't yell, she almost whispers, and everyone is paying attention. It's great. When Ruby was at her old school we would walk her to school and then I would wait for her to go into the school. Some days, well, most days it would take a really long time to be let in after the bell rang. Last winter there were some really, ice cold days. Especially in the morning! Well at Herriman Elementary when the temps dip, the kids go right in. No waiting. Great! The principal and vice principal are awesome as well. They are friendly and always walking around the school, talking to kids and parents.
Now. The other news worthy thing about Ruby is her teeth. Around June of 2011 her two front teeth were noticeably loose. She told us she would not wiggle them. They were going to fall out on their own. ha ha. funny right? Fast forward to September. We are camping and commented to Ruby- "Hey, you lost your first tooth in the mountains, maybe you will loose both teeth up here" She would not give in. No wiggling.
In October, "Hey Ruby. Maybe you will loose your teeth by Halloween. We could find a good costume to go with that." Nope
December, "Wiggle your teeth and then we can sing the song- All I want for Christmas is my two front teeth." Stubborn girl will not wiggle her teeth.

By this time her permanent teeth are pushing their way in. You can see them! I started to worry that they could be getting cavities or cause future damage by not getting the baby teeth out. So we took her to the dentist and he said they looked fine. They will work their way out on their own. Traitor. I wanted him to pull them out. I would even go in her room at night and wiggle them myself. Just a little wiggle to get things moving along...
Here is a picture with both teeth.



And this is the look I get when I ask her to wiggle her teeth. We went to a doctor cause Ruby was having tummy trouble. While getting her exam, the doctor turned to me and asked if she had ever been to a dentist?
One day we took the kids swimming and then got them a little treat at the gas station. Ruby bit into a Reese's and it knocked her tooth out! yahooo! That tooth was crooked and turning yellow. She bled like crazy. It took about an hour to stop bleeding. It was traumatizing for a normally tough kid. We had watched Pirates of the Caribbean 16 (I don't know what number it is, but they last for so very long...) the night before. While trying to get the bleeding to stop, Lew grabbed a water bottle and a line from the movie. He put the bottle up to Ruby's eye and said he was collecting a tear from a mermaid. Ruby had a mouth full of cold water and blood and spewed it all over the bathroom. Lew got a laugh from her, so it was worth it. She was downgraded to hill-billy status since she only had one tooth.Still this kid would not wiggle the remaining tooth. So now on Monday morning I was going to my spin class and told Ruby that it looked like the remaining tooth was going to fall out. She had bumped it and it was just dangling there. The whole time I was gone she sat on our stairs and held her mouth open, as to not touch the tooth. After many tears and broken promises of, "I'll pull it out myself!" Lew touched it with his finger and the tooth fell out!!! This was the longest, drawn out process for two stinking teeth!
But the teeth are out and she is so adorable!

Now let's talk about my boy Zane!
He started kindergarten this year. He has taken to it like a fish in water. Zane is such a friendly guy. When we go to the park he makes instant friends. The same thing has happened in class. He gets along well with the other kids. He has made a lot of good friends. Zane has such a funny sense of humor. Zane also has a fantastic teacher! Her name is Ms. Metcalf. I just love this teacher too. She is a new teacher and doing such a fantastic job. She keeps the kids attention, she has taught them so many things going above and beyond my expectations. She is very organized and smart, but also recognizes that the kids are in kindergarten and still only 5 years old. I completely trust her with Zane and I'm so happy she is his teacher. She does a lot of fun things for the kids. On the 100th day of school the kids brought 100 things to count and dressed up like they were 100 years old. This is how Zane wanted to dress up. I don't know why his mouth is open, but that is his interpretation of old people?


This is Zane's teacher. Isn't she cute? She dressed up for the 100 days also.
Zane says some of the funniest things. His take on things is so humorous. He has a friend named Tanner. He told me that Tanner is a spy, but Tanner's mom does not know about it.
The other day after coming home from school, Zane told me that he is "against" Parker. Parker is a nice kid, and I've always liked him so I tried to dig for more info.
Me- What do you mean, you're against Parker?
Z- I'm just against him?
Me- (icarly reference) Like how Spencer and Chuck are arch nemesis? Parker is your arch nemesis?
Z- yea
Me- Why?
Z-Because Parker has worms in his pockets. For reals.
Me- Candy worms?
Z- No real worms. In his pockets......And he has my same hair cut.

Maybe Zane is sensitive about his hair. In the fall I tried some new gel on his hair. He was so excited to show his friend Gavin. He ran up to him in line and hollered, "I have gel in my hair! Gel!"
We were growing his hair out. Zane did not like the spiky way I styled his hair. So we took turns doing his hair. Every other day I would let him style it. Zane would comb it straight forward so you could still see the lines from the comb. It was pretty funny.
Well, that's a mini update about what the kids have been up to lately.

Blue Blood

Oh my little blog.
I think about you all the time.
You are there in the back of my mind. Always pestering me. Always wanting an update. Always.
I've pushed you away for too long...
I ask myself questions about a past holiday, or event? I'll think- oohh! check your blog. Oh wait, you haven't updated it for-ev-er. Maybe I need to update it so I'm not just talking to myself all the time? Maybe I need to blog more often so my kids can see that I didn't just make them do homework all day.
What ever my reasoning, I'm jumping back in baby! Here we go with the important stuff!!!
Deep breath...


Cars
Vehicles
Point A to Point B

We bought a new one, and I'm loving it! Oh Nelly, I love this car. We have had so many cars. Multiple. Lots. So after this long, I don't really give a crap about what kind of car I have. My little dumpy Honda does the job. It goes when I want it to go. If I get it dirty, the kids spill food, or the dogs get nose prints on the windows, great! And, it's paid for. No payments.
Introducing... Blue blood!
We got a Subaru WRX. This thing is so fast. Oh, I love it! It's bright blue too! It's so fun. It just wants to go fast. It can't help it. We live up hill, and it can take it like nothin'. If you move the steering wheel a little, it turns! So very fun! Ruby gave it the name blue blood.? Lew and I call it BB. Zane loves it too.
So when we got this car, we started thinking, how many cars have we had. 18!!! Not kidding. We have had 17 vehicles during this marriage of 12 1/2 years. Here is my list....

07 Subaru Impreza WRX- Blue Blood

97 Toyota 4-runner. Green. I called it the buffalo because it was slower than an old, arthritic buffalo. It was uncomfortable. Like wearing tight pants.

97 Honda Civic. Green. It just goes. It's hood is peeling, but I love it.

02 Toyota Tacoma, Silver. We named it Gordon because we bought it the weekend of President Hinkley's funeral. We do still have this.

97 Honda Accord. Green.

97 Jeep Grand Cherokee. Green. Really. We had this many green vehicles made in 97.

03 Chevy Pick-up. gold

91 Chevy Pick-up. Blue and silver. Grandpa looking truck

92 Acura Integra. Black. This felt like a low rider. I couldn't see around any cars in front of me. It felt like your bum was going to hit the ground.

97 Toyota Tacoma. Maroon. We named him Clark. He was lots of fun. We had to blast Linkin Park on the stereo when he drove away to help us cheer up. It was a sad day, but we sold it so we could have a sweet girl named Ruby.

89 Chevy Pick-up. Maroon. It was named Mo. Like Moab, cause it was a monster truck.

92 Jeep Wrangler. Blue. We named it Papa Smurf. Cause it looked like a smurf.

95 Toyota Tacoma. Cobalt Blue. Lew named her Maxine. He bought her when he got home from his mission. I really loved her too. I miss her smell...

62 International Scout. It started out red with a goat living in it. It ended up army green with a sticker on the side that said "Dumb Ass Off-Road". It was my Lew's other love.

97 Honda Civic. Silver. It was named Sparky. It was just cute.

95 Honda Civic. Black. She was named Alex. I thought I was cool.

78 Ford pick- up. I think black?

And Lew also went through 5 work vans. The years were 95, 99, 05, 06 and a 2010. Thankfully we didn't have to pay for them.

Phew! That's a lot. It's a good thing Lew is good with cars.
More posts to come...