Finn answers a long standing mystery

Diania: "How much wood would a woodchuck chuck, if a woodchuck could chuck wood?"
Finn: "Three"

Finally, someone figured it out..

Finn Speaks Spanish

Yes, Finn can speak Spanish. He can say Daybreak, in Spanish, and a few other things. I'm not sure where he learned this, I'm thinking from watching too much of The Good Night Show

Every night when you drive by the Daybreak entrance. He says, "It says Daybreak, in Spanish." Funniest thing ever.

He was talking about his cousin Cohen the other day, and he said, "it's Cohen, in Spanish."

Yes, I know my son is a genius.

A dog's secret love

Friday Finn and I went to the farm by our house. Too get Finn excited about Halloween, I bought him a tiny pumpkin. Later that day and the next day, any chance Oscar had to get the pumpkin he'd have it in his mouth.

By Sunday, after scolding Oscar for the 20th time to not eat Finn's pumpkin, I gave in and let him have it.

First he took it upstairs to try to bury it somewhere (this usually means he hides it in the closet). Even when we headed upstairs to go to bed, he brought it along.

He loves this pumpkin for some reason. He hasn't even tried to eat it, just carries it around, cuddles with it and licks it.

Sleeping on it.



Licking his new baby.

Home Owners Association

Just in case any of you out there don't know how to pick up after your dog, here are step by step instructions sent to me by my home owners association. I thought it was pretty funny how detailed they got. Really? Is it this complicated? Tip #6 is especially important.

Why pick up your dogs waste???

Diseases found in dog waste that can be passed on to your dog:
Parvo virus, Whip worms, Hookworms, Distemper, Hepatitis, and Hemorrhagic Gastroenteritis.

Diseases found in dog waste that can be passed on to you:
Round worms, Tape worms, Giardia, Salmonella, and Cryptosporidium.


How to Pick Up Dog Poop

Whether you like it or not, you are responsible for cleaning up after your dog. Not only is the waste not a pretty sight (or smell), but it’s also a breeder of germs and disease. Dog feces plays a significant role in water pollution, especially in cities, and the bacteria that makes its way into streams, lakes and the water table can make people sick. Here are some ways to minimize the unpleasantness of this task.

Steps

1. Take your dog for a walk, Keep them on a leash, and bring a plastic bag for yourself to hold. You could also tie the bag onto the leash.
2. Walk and enjoy the day out, but once the dog stops and smells the ground, be ready start removing the bag from your pocket, and start opening it.
3. Hold the leash with your one hand, as you maneuver the bag with the other. Or, if you are not alone, ask the other person to hold your dog’s leash. Put your hand into the bag, grab the bottom of the bag with your fingers, and pick up the mess on the ground.
4. Use your other hand to pull the top of the bag over your fist, retaining the poop inside the bag.
5. Tie the bag tightly, and dispose of it in the nearest trash receptacle.
6. Continue to enjoy your walk with your dog.
7. Wash your hands thoroughly when you get home.

Tips

1. Always carry more than one bag.
2. Some pet supply stores have doggy bags that are scented. You may want to try some!
3. If you can’t bring yourself to handle the poop, even through a plastic bag, purchase a commercially made “Pooper Scooper”. These usually consist of a handle on the one end of a long arm, with a double-sided shovel on the other end.
4. When picking up with a plastic bag: On Grass, make a claw like circle with your fingers-get as far under the poo as possible, then lift.
5. Plastic grocery bags work great for picking up dog poop. These bags do sometimes have a tear or two, so it helps to use two bags – one inside the other.
6. Holding your breath until you’ve picked up the poop and tied a knot in the bag helps a lot.
7. Assert yourself when you see an irresponsible or unprepared pet owner who fails to pick up their pet’s poop by offering them one of your own extra bags, and if they don’t take the hint Contact the Daybreak Community Association at 801-254-8062 to report the incident.
8. Violators will be immediately assessed a $25.00 Fine per occurrence.

In order to preserve our beautiful parks and open spaces and for you and your pets health, the Association is taking this seriously and violators will be enforced appropriately.

Playing with tape never gets old.

Rehab for Toddlers?

Finn has an addiction. I think it's time for an intervention. It's been going on for MONTHS. He loves balloons. Or as he calls them, BALOO!! Every trip to the grocery store, Finn gets so excited, points and yells, "baloo, baloo, baloo", like he is seeing something that has been extinct for 10,000 years.

The funny thing is, he sees them all the time. He got 2 punch balloons for Christmas. Just this morning I had to pry his little fingers off the rubber band to get him into his car seat. This type of scenario happens several times a week and usually ends up with him screaming and throwing a fit.

Yesterday my mom took Finn to Zurcher's. This is like heaven on earth for Finn. He got a red balloon, and wouldn't let go all day.

Here is Finn playing at Grandma's with balloon clinched tightly.

And then taking a bath.

Abnormally large feet

Introducing Our Daughter, Finn

I always drop off a son to daycare, but sometimes I pick up a daughter.

Isn't she cute?

Future Hoarder?

Finn loves opening and closing things. Doors, books, drawers, the hood of his car... but one of Finn's favorite place to play is the closet where Oscar's kennel is. The kennel is just his size and has a perfect swinging door of temptation. We are constantly cleaning up items he pulls off the shelves and have to pull him away from this favorite area several times a day.

Lately however, he has started a new favorite. Opening the door, putting things in the kennel, then closing the door. Anything he can find lying around the house. Usually it's a toy cell phone, his little mirror or a red block. Last night, he must have been have been in a toy bind, and grabbed whatever he could find, being the wrapper of a 12pack of Guaranana and an 80's CD.

At least he has good taste.

What Now?

Apparently I'm online entirely too much.

Mid Week Comedy - Ben Got Hit by a Car!

A couple of weeks ago, Ben's car was in the shop. He wanted to go skating and I wanted to go to my mom's house and make a quilt for Finn. So the compromise, I dropped Ben off at the Herriman Skatepark just a few miles from our house.

Ben assured me that one of his friends could take him home and if not, he could walk. I told him, I didn't want him walking, because it would be dark and there is no shoulder whatsoever and he'd get hit by a car. Again he let me know he'd probably be able to get a ride and the walk really wasn't that bad.

A few hours later, I was leaving my parents house and called Ben to see where he was. I guess he did have friends at the Skatepark, but their car was full, so he had started to walk. I told him to wait because I wouldn't be that long, but he insisted on walking.

I called as I got closer, to see where he was, so I could pick him up off the street.

"I just hit by a car."

Of course I didn't believe him, first because he answered his phone, and second because I told him repeatedly that he was going to get hit by a car if he walked.

But no, he really did get hit by a car. A 90's Suburban flew by going about 50 and pegged Ben in the shoulder with the side-view mirror.

The guy realized he had hit something, so he stopped the car to make sure he didn't kill anyone and to apologize.

I'm sure it only took a few seconds for this guy to realize that stopping was not the best idea. Ben was armed with his weapon of choice, a skateboard, and started to the hit side of the Suburban over and over again screaming (screaming things I will not repeat). Needless to say, the guy was probably scared for his life, and just took off.

Girly Pants

All last week I had extra clothes for Finn in my car to take to daycare. Every morning, I forgot to take them in. Friday, he had a blowout. This is what he was sent home in.



A hideous Winnie the Pooh sweatshirt and girl pants. Yes, those are hearts on his pants. And yes, there is lace at the bottom. By the look on his face, you can tell he is humilated. Sorry Finn, I'll remember cute emergency clothes tomorrow!

Ribbon Dance

Sorry for so many posts today. Yesterday at work a few of us were watching this clip:



I haven't seen this movie in so long, I was laughing so hard. Will Ferrell is classic. His jump is perfect. And I love Vince Vaughn's face, he looks like he is going to cry because the dance is so beautiful. Thought I'd share it with everyone!

Wash your hands

I got pooped on.

I was just changing Finn's diaper and I guess he decided he wasn't done yet. So my hand got covered. Ben was in the room and he was laughing so hard he was almost crying. He is laughing so hard he couldn't help me for almost a minute. So I'm standing there covered, looking at Finn, who is also laughing.

Too bad I didn't have the camera.... Not really.

Instinct

Yesterday was Oscar's second birthday. So he got his favorite treat, a Busy Bone. Once he has eaten as much as he can handle, he has to fine a place to "bury" it. He has done this in the past, but last night was the best.

Since Oscar is an inside dog, it is a little hard when instinct kicks in. He doesn't have dirt to hide his bone in, so he improvises. Sometimes it is in the closet and he pushes shoes over it. Or under a pile of clothes.

Here are a few of Oscars spots last night. Obviously none were good enough since he kept changing his mind. First, in Finn's Bumbo Seat.


Next in the magazine box behind Finn's swing.



Next under the blanket on the couch.



Sometimes when you sit on it, it makes an even better hiding spot.



Next under the blanket on the wicker chair.



We didn't get a picture of him in the act, but this was the best one.



Under the chair cushion.



There were several others, but we didn't have the camera to catch the act. Finally he seemed so frustrated, we took the bone and hid it for him. We'll give it back to him later tonight.

Dirty Phone?

Saturday I was busy doing laundry and running around the house getting all my chores done. I look down at the pants I'm wearing that Finn leaked pee all over and I decide to throw them into the wash as well. About 2.5 minutes later, I realized phone is missing. While I am frantically pulling out clothes from the washing machine rapily filling, I'm screaming at Ben to help me find my phone.

But then I found it. Submerged in a foot a soapy water. When you lose a phone, its like losing a good friend or family member. You go through all five stages of grief:

Denial. I opened my phone and dried it out and put it back together knowing it would work. It wouldn't turn on. I still was in denial and tried to turn it on several times.
Anger. A few curse words popped out because I'm such an idiot. I'm seriously brain dead. Earlier in the same day I couldn't even remember my SS #.
Bargaining. "Come on, Just work, stupid phone. I'll never drop you again, I promise!"
Depression. I cried for about 30 seconds and then took a 2 hour nap. (I was planning to take a nap anyways, but this put me over the edge.)
Acceptance. Finally Sunday afternoon I went to T-Mobile and bought a new phone. A really expensive, but not fancy, new phone. We weren't due for an upgrade.



We weren't due for an upgrade, because last year on my birthday I decided to drop my phone into the toliet at Wasatch Pub in Park City. This was all my friend Paul's fault, long story.

Hopefully this phone can make it til I want to buy a new phone, not because I HAVE to. Wish me luck.... and email me your phone number!

Hillarious Dreams

Last night Finn laughed the loudest, longest and cutest he has ever laughed. And, he was asleep in my arms. I was laughing so hard I was crying because it was so cute. I wish he could wake up and tell me what he was dreaming about. Probably me since I'm so funny.

No Truck?

Friday afternoon, me, Ben and my brother in law Justin were heading down to Duck Creek for a family trip. In Provo on I-15 we saw this:



Obviously I am horrible at taking pictures and missed the best part of this car. Notice the single rope coming off the front of the car? That went all the way to the back where a washing machine was on top of the trunk. Not inside the trunk, right on top of the car. With one rope holding down.

Ben even slowed the car down (not too slow, the guy was still going 65) so I could take a picture of this complete idiot. And I missed the washing machine.

Probably the funniest thing I've seen in a long time.