ALL IN A WEEKs WORK....

Ivy turned 4 years old

Visited Build a Bear

Asa's baseball team won the "World Series" by 1 point in overtime

Asa had Field Day

Shea had Field Day

Shea had Violin and final practice for Recital next week

Rett had a Field Trip to King Tut Museum, Hard Rock Cafe, and GA Aquarium (Mom Chaperoned)

Rett & Rusty went to the Temple for Youth baptisms

Rett goalied the ENTIRE 2 winning LaX games to finish out his season of LaCrosse and has found a new position

Mom cut Rett's hair

Rusty had a tough week at work, but survived and came out on top

Mother's Day...Nanoo Nanoo w/ armband, Pretty plate, Mouse paperweight, Flower pen, Sandwich maker, yummy lunch, chocolate, dinner, BIG nap.....

Date night: Dinner, Loose Shoes Band, and Movie

Kathleen got the garden ready to plant next week

Kathleen taught piano (thank goodness it's FINALLY tuned)

DRMS PTSA mtg for Directory next year

Cinco De Miyo!

Collected more than 2 dozen eggs

Awesome FHE about the Sacrament

Whew....I need to get to bed to start next week off right

UNDER 4.......

This is our final "under 4" day. I awoke thinking of all those warning labels and thought "Wow, I have had at least one child under 4 for the past 13+ years." No more babies...No more toddlers...just Preschool age and up...tomorrow Ivy turns 4! Rusty will take the day off, we'll take Ivy to lunch, our Build A Bear coupons will be redeemed, and the warning labels for "under 4" will no longer be applicable for the Spytribe. But today, I will take in having a 3 year old.

Like Father, Like Son

Last night, Asa played with his wet hair and came up with.....











He really liked it and loved giving us all a good laugh so he announced that this would be his 'do' for the morrow. He awoke to find his hair unscathed and off to school he went with mohawks being the car rider topic for the morning. When he arrived home this afternoon, his first words were "I have good news and I have bad news." We got the good news out of the way immediately (back pack returned from being left in the neighbors' car for days). The bad news: Lots of derrogative remarks about Asa's hair. He concluded to wear his mohawk hair one more day and "pretend he doesn't have ears" so he doesn't hear that others don't like his hairdo. How profound...Out of the mouths of babes.

YOU MIGHT RECALL....

....a year ago I blogged about my fondness for April Fool's. Well this year I caught the pranking bug and got Rusty and the children. I even did dinner: 'cupcakes', 'grilled cheese', and beans. The cupcakes were meat loaf with blue colored potatoes while the grilled cheese was frosted pound cake. Hehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehe. It was a fun filled day!

FRIDAY, the 13TH...ALMOST

On Thursday, the 12th, my fresh teen nearly died. He was overconfidently riding the 4 wheeler & rolled it, pinning his head between a rock & the tire, but underwater in the creekbed. He almost drowned. His cousin & sister were spectators in the terrifying episode. The boys cried intermittently for an hour or more, while Shea's eyes were rimmed in red. I've heard of fatal quad accidents, but reality has hit. I'm so thankful for the outcome. Miraculously, the quad rolled off Rett and freed him to live. He had been wearing his helmet earlier, but this was supposed to be just a quick move....ALWAYS WEAR YOUR HELMETS. I'm humbled and thankful for our Father in Heaven who watches over us.

13TH ANNIVERSARY....

1st time my water broke! I was finally climbing into bed, ending a terrific day. I had had my 2nd baby shower for my 1st born. My church family had showered me with lots of love and gifts and my family, near and far, had given me a crib and stroller/carseat combo. "I was ready!" I had also babysat an active little boy, the missionaries had stopped by, I squeezed in a nap......I don't recall what was for dinner. Now I was moving my slumber from the couch to bed. I climbed in between the sheets and realized, I had wet myself. How did that happen? Hmmmm? I better go to the bathroom to make sure I'm on empty (or at least try, being 37 1/2 weeks along with child), plus I need to change into something dry. I sat down on the porcelain throne and had nothing to contribute, so I stood up...trickle, trickle....sat down.....nothing....stood up...trickle, trickle....Wait a minute? Did my water just break? I calculated the time difference between here in the South and there in the Southwest. My sister of 3 knew all about this water breaking stuff. It was 2 hours difference. I called and she confirmed. "Oh My Heck! You're having that baby." Next I called my doctor. Well actually, after I called the answering service, Dr. Magoo (he reminds me of Mr. Magoo) called back and said "Go to the hospital." Then I called my parents. It was official. We headed to the hospital less than 2 miles away. 13 hours later, I had a beautiful, healthy baby boy we named James Rett Speidel. So as of today, I have a teenager who is slightly taller than me, I think. And now you know the rest of the story. HAPPY BIRTHDAY RETT!

BUT MOM........IT''S NOT FAIR.....

Shea begins her umpteenth injustice in 15 minutes. We're running low on honey. I didn't have time or patience to watch it slowly cascade down the inside of the bear then drizzle over the corn flakes. My children are unaware there is another (traditional) way to 'sweeten' up cereal which is what they get this rushed morning. I'm not ready to reveal that to them. I can only imagine the 'highs' that would ensue if I let that one out of the bag. So Shea follows up her claim with, "I can't help it if my taste buds don't like it." BAH Ha Ha Ha.....I exit to grab the camera for a great blogging moment and Shea exits, under the table, so as not to be caught on film.