CHILDREN ARE QUICK!

TEACHER: Why are you late?

STUDENT: Class started before I got here.

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TEACHER: Maria, go to the map and find North America.

MARIA: Here it is.

TEACHER: Correct. Now class, who discovered America ?

CLASS: Maria.

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TEACHER: John, why are you doing your math multiplication on the floor?

JOHN: You told me to do it without using tables.

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TEACHER: Glenn, how do you spell 'crocodile?'

GLENN: K-R-O-K-O-D-I-A-L'

TEACHER: No, that's wrong

GLENN: Maybe it is wrong, but you asked me how I spell it.

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TEACHER: Donald, what is the chemical formula for water?

DONALD: H I J K L M N O.

TEACHER: What are you talking about?

DONALD: Yesterday you said it's H to O.

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TEACHER: Winnie, name one important thing we have today that we didn't have ten years ago.

WINNIE: Me!

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TEACHER: Glen, why do you always get so dirty?

GLEN: Well, I'm a lot closer to the ground than you are.

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TEACHER: Millie, give me a sentence starting with ' I. '

MILLIE: I is..

TEACHER: No, Millie..... Always say, 'I am.'

MILLIE: All right... 'I am the ninth letter of the alphabet.'

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TEACHER: George Washington not only chopped down his father's cherry tree,

but also admitted it.

Now, Louie, do you know why his father didn't punish him?

LOUIS: Because George still had the axe in his hand.....

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TEACHER: Now, Simon , tell me frankly, do you say prayers before eating?

SIMON: No sir, I don't have to, my Mom is a good cook.

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TEACHER: Clyde , your composition on 'My Dog' is exactly the same as your brother's..

Did you copy his?

CLYDE : No, sir. It's the same dog.

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TEACHER: Harold, what do you call a person who keeps on talking when people

are no longer interested?

HAROLD: A teacher

KIDS SAY THE DARNDEST THINGS.............

Over breakfast on Monday I was telling the boys that Jason had left early in the morning to head back to Vegas to work for the week. Logan pipes up, "Mom, the next time we go to Vegas with dad, I really, Really, REALLY, want to go to Circus McGurkus. (I think he meant Circus, Circus...he just has Seuss on the brains).

Silas was eating a bowl of ice cream after dinner one night and he says, "Oh! I haff a headache in my belly"!

Logan had been holding Kresta in his lap for about 20 minutes while he watched a cartoon before he decided it was time to give her back to me. When he went to stand up he said, "Oh, my legs are just itching and itching! They feel like they have crumbs in them!"

One night Silas crawled into my lap on the couch. He sat with me for about 3 minutes before he looked up at me and said, "Mom I dust luff to be wiff you. It makes me happy!"

CYCLONE SILO'S VISIT TO THE HOSPITAL.

How much damage can one 3 year old really do during a 30 minute hospital visit...let me walk you through it.

3 minutes upon entering my hospital room he begins to eat a chocolate donut, which promptly ends up all over his face, his shirt, his hands and the floor; where he steps on it, and tracks little Silas footprints all over the hospital room. Interesting to see all the places a 3 year old walks to in such a small room! Eventually chocolate ends up on several walls, a chair, on the white sheets of my hospital bed and the bathroom door.

7 minutes in he decides it's time to wash his hands and heads for the bathroom. 3 minutes and a swimming pool later, Jason is in the bathroom unplugging the washcloth from the bottom of the sink and mopping up the bathroom floor.

12 minutes in he decides he needs to go potty and stands in front of the toilet trying to "make the pee-pee come out." When this doesn't work and he gets bored, he flushes the toilet several times to see the "woolpool" (whirlpool) that is made by the high-velocity flushing.

14 minutes in a nurse comes rushing into the room toward the bathroom and is stopped dead in her tracks when she sees the naked bum of a 3 year old with his pants around his ankles standing in front of the toilet. Apparently Silas had pulled the emergency call button in the bathroom which had paged every nurse of the entire floor that I had fallen in the bathroom and need assistance! Sure enough, Silas is pointing at the flashing red light on the wall next to the call button. "Look! Ets bwinking!"

16 minutes in after washing his hands again, Silas decides to fiddle with the handle on the bathroom door. Somehow he locks it from the inside, and closes it!

17 minutes in Silas has now migrated to me. He has decided to come and "cuddo" (cuddle) with me, but is quickly sidetracked by the array of interesting buttons on the side of my bed. Soon, I find myself being moved up and down, over and over and over again; and eventually I end up nearly sandwiched with my nose practically touching my feet. After we all nearly go deaf from him turning up the television....I threaten him with his life if he doesn't leave the buttons alone.

21 minutes in a nurse pages my room to make sure I am alright because Silas has somehow found the emergency call button on the side of my bed and pressed that one as well!

23 minutes in a nurse brings me a glass of milk, an ibuprofen and a colace. Silas decides he's thirsty and helps himself to my milk, which within 30 seconds flat, slips from his pudgy little fingers and ends splattered all all over the floor, the bed and himself!

27 minutes in Silas calmly says to me, "Mom, dewes someting en my nose."
"Do you need to blow your nose?"
"No, I don't need to bwow my nose, dewes someting en et."
"Is it a booger Si?"
"No, ets wed (red)."
"What do you mean there's something in your nose that is red? Silas! Did you put something up your nose?"
"Yep."
I quickly glance on my bedside tray, and sure enough my small round colace is missing.
"Silas, did you put mom's medicine up your nose?"
"Yep."
"Jason! Silas put my colace up his nose." In the meantime Si tries sniffing the colace further up his nose.
"No Si! Don't do that, you need to blow it out. Here plug this side of your nose like this, now blow....blow again....blow really, really, hard."
Nothing was working and I was beginning to panic. "Well it's a good thing were in the hospital", I said to Jason under my breath as he was trying to get the bathroom door unlocked. Once the door was open, Jason worked his magic with a pair of tweezers and lots of blowing and the colace was out!
I guess it's a good thing I only have babies every 3 years.

KIDS SAY THE DARNDEST THINGS.........

Silas asked for cereal for breakfast one morning. As I'm walking toward the cupboard I ask him what cereal he would like. He replies in such an adult manner, "Oh...I don't know. Maybe...fwosted snowflakes. Yah, dat sounds good. I'll haff fwosted snowflakes mom."

Logan walks up to me as I'm standing at the kitchen table, wraps his arms around me and says, "Mom, I'm so glad I chose this family. I love you so much!"

Silas yelled down to me from upstairs, "Mom, Logan fawted! Logan you gotta stop stinkin' out the place!"

SUGAR AND SPICE AND EVERYTHING NICE! BABY KRESTA HAS ARRIVED.

Each second we live is a new and unique moment of the universe,

A moment that never was before and never will be again.

And what do we teach our children in school? We teach them that two and two make four. And that Paris is the capital of France.

When will we also teach them what they are?
We should say to each of them: Do you know what you are?
You are a marvel. You are unique.

In all of the world there is no other child exactly like you.

In the millions of years that have passed, there has never been a child like you.

And look at your body- what a wonder it is!
Your legs, your arms, your cunning fingers, the way you move!
You may become a Shakespeare, a Michelangelo, a Beethoven.

You have the capacity for anything. Yes, you are a marvel.

And when you grow up, can you then harm another who is, like you, a marvel?
You must cherish one another

We must all work-

To make this world worthy of its children.

-Pablo Casals

Kresta Yvonne Williams

Her sweet little spirit joined our family on Monday, May 23rd at 4:01 pm. One week to the day of my 25 yr. "Life" anniversary of the Cokeville Elementary bombing.
She is 7 lbs 5 oz. of pure, heavenly sweetness.
Lots of dark hair, and blue eyes.

She has all the men in this family wrapped around her little finger, especially her daddy.
Who held her every moment he could while visiting at the hospital.
The love I feel for her is amazing, breathtaking, life-changing.

Our family was not complete without her.

I was not complete without her.

This world will be a better place because she's here. I imagine her potential. I imagine the impact she will make with her new life. It is miraculous.

IT'S YARD SALE SEASON!!

I love May for many reasons. Aside from the blooming flowers and the fact that summer is just around the corner, it's spring cleaning time and Yard Sales are in full bloom! One man's trash is another man's treasure. I can't drive by a garage sale without stopping if it looks interesting....no matter what kind of a hurry I'm in. This drives my husband absolutely crazy, but he puts up with it because I'm frugal! I love a good deal. Bargain is my FAVORITE word! I clip coupons, ad match all the weekly grocery ads at Walmart, I even get restaurant meals, entertainment, skincare, you name it at 30-50% off (citydeals, groupon, groupdealz). I try and hit the classifieds on a daily basis. I keep a list of items I'm interested in getting (furniture, toys, housewares, baby items) taped on my computer screen and I'm always excited to see if in a 5 minute search, today will be my lucky day and maybe I'll hit the jackpot! Most people brag about how MUCH they spent on something, I brag about how CHEAP I got it. Craiglist, Freecyle, Ebay, Woot, Nickleads, D.I., crash and dent and discount warehouses, Antique stores....you name it, I like it! It doesn't matter what type of store I'm in I always ask where the discount and seasonal aisles are and start my shopping there (grocery stores too). I'm not bothered one bit by owning something that is gently used, (except mattresses and underwear...just not ready to go down that road yet) I figure I can stretch $1 to $3/$5/$10 by purchasing this way . Most of my favorite pieces of furniture, art, clothing, and hand bags are second hand. This week alone I scored a $400 rug from RC Willey for $30 (craigslist.com), a $350 artificial ficus tree from Tai Pan trading for $33 (KSL.com), a gorgeous 7 ft. palm for $35 (D.I.) and a $500 lot of Bakugans (100 plus battle arena, carrying cases, wrist launcher, lot's of extras) on Ebay for $65. I hope my children learn the value of money, frugality, saving, and the privilege to earn something through hard work and sacrifice. None of this buy it now, pay for it later mentality. Work hard for it and you'll appreciate it. Never buy anything on credit (have to build credit score somehow) that you don't already have in the bank to pay it off. Thanks to my mother who taught me everything, she's my hero shopper!

OATMEAL SCOTCHIES!

No one can eat just one! Warning **highly addictive**
The perfect combination of butter, brown sugar and butterscotch. These cookies are chewy and super duper scrumdiddillyumptious!.

1 c softened butter
3/4 c brown sugar
3/4 c white sugar
2 eggs
1 tsp vanilla
1 tsp baking soda
1/2 tsp salt
1/4 tsp cinnamon
1 1/4 c flour
3 c oats
3 c butterscotch chips
Preheat oven to 350 degrees. Cream together the butter, sugars, eggs and vanilla. Next add the soda, salt, cinnamon, flour and mix well. Gently stir in the oats and then the chips. Bake at 350 degrees for 9-11 minutes. Enjoy!