it's raining {fire}MEN!

the fire chief told us about fire suits today.
they are hot.
as in warm.
desert warm.
120 degrees warm in a fire.
which he said is actually cold.
he and i obviously have a different definition of cold.
his rebuttle was that the floor of a fire without a suit would be 1500-2000 degrees.
ok, so maybe 120 degrees is cold compared to that.
maybe he does have a point.

and the thing that makes a fire vehicle an actual truck?

the ladder.

which goes 100 feet up.

 they fell in love with max.

typical:) 

 when i was 18, these babies (aka jaws of life) pulled me out of my little honda civic.

 getting dressed in fire gear is quite the process.

 and when the oxygen mask goes on,

3 year olds get scared.

all of them.

it was really cute.

 do you know why they used to have Dalmatians as fire dogs?

i do:)
take a guess before you read the answer.
really,
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firehouses had dogs to calm down the horses.
really,
i'm not kidding.
they used to use horses to pull the fire equipment to fires in the olden days.
and the fires would get the horses scared.
so they figured out that Dalmatians calmed the horses down.
and have been associated with firemen ever since.
did you get it right?
i didn't.

don't mind if i do:)

don't mind if i...

BOO!!!

"lion monkey"

when i was in the third grade i had a friend that had this AMAZING soda.
i took a sip and i knew we were MFEO.
the drink.
sprite or something clear and bubbly.
grape syrup.
lime juice.
and one slice of lime.
i asked her where on earth this sweet nectar was made.
arctic circle she said.
and what was it called?
LION MONKEY.
so that day i made my mom drive thru the drive thru (what a concept) and order me a LION MONKEY.
we repeated the name of that drink into the crackly speaker so many times.
they kept asking us if we were kidding and was this a joke?
the joke was them not giving me their drink of the gods.
LION MONKEY!!!
GIVE IT TO ME NOW! i said!
my mouth is watering just remembering the anticipation.
after some time of back and forth with the person behind the speaker it was figured out that the drink was not in fact called a LION MONKEY,
but rather,
a LIME RICKEY.
who knew?!?
oh the mind of a 9 year old.
every time i order one i think to myself,
they should have named this LION MONKEY:)
that would be better.
...
i took the kids there today.
ordered us 4 LION MONKEYS and let them take off to the slides.
at which point i ate a medium fry with fry sauce (mayo/ketchup sauce of glory)
then came the complimentary ice cream cones.
this was the most exciting part of arctic circle as a kid.
they used to walk around with dozens in trays that you could choose from.
2 chocolate, 2 vanilla.
mustaches.
one spilled drink.
and three happy kids:)

on the way home the boys analyzed and characterized who was a human and who was not.

humans that made the list:
max
diego
alicia
abby

non-humans:
mommy (b/c she is not a human, she is a mommy)

glad we could clarify that for everyone.
3 year olds are hilarious.
i love them.

shoe fetish

she wants to wear her shoes night and day.

over her footie pajamas.

naked and in her diaper.

wouldn't you want to wear them too?

note to self: next year buy 2 cans of spray paint.

the annual rivalry breakfast.
at the family yard.
we eat.
we sing out team fight songs.
we heckle.
and then we shake hands and wish each other's team well.
full well knowing we really mean we hope we win and you lose.
with a big smile on our face.
it was not pretty.
it was down right ugly.
but i still love my cougs.
and the sport of it all.
i just wish they wouldn't have slaughtered us so badly.
we will never hear the end of it.

the coin toss.

for which side sings first.

when i ran out of spray paint at the end i should have known it was a sign.

next year cougs.
next year!!!
(note to self: buy 2 cans of spray paint. 1 is not enough.)

no fooling!!!

guess what i saw on monday???

let's hope baby #3 will make it past april fool's.

no fooling!

:):):)

i told sean we were having twins.

i was fooling.

he said i am a bad liar.

i am.

eric 

(my most favorite doctor on the planet)

has delievered both of my babies.

he was on teen mom this summer.

i tease him about it every time i see him.

he said our baby was moving around a lot.

i told him i would pay double if he could order me another mellow max.

he laughed.

i told him i was serious.

nighttime sickness is better than morning sickness.

but it makes dinner tricky.

and every morning i think i'm not going to be sick.

b/c i feel so great.

and then every afternoon i call my morning self a liar.

and then i thank my body for not having morning sickness,

b/c it's a lot easier to get up with two kids when you feel good in the morning.

it's just really hard to get your kids fed and in bed and make it past 9:30pm when you're throwing up.

thank you gummy vitamins for not coming up anymore:)

i am a fan.

and i think it's crazy that we are exactly at the same week.

so i assume.

weird.

car running with both kids inside.

pull up to preschool.
unbuckle seat belt.
leave car running.
open driver side door.
hear strange sound.
close driver side door.
open brennan's door.
locked.
open driver side door.
LOCKED.
CRAP!!!
car running.
kids locked inside car running.
seat belted in.
at least the car is running.
and the air conditioner is on.
at which point i calmly went around to every door praying one of them was going to magically open.
"OPEN, OPEN, OPEN, OPEN"
do you remember that commercial?
this is what i was saying in my head.
then realizing the strange sound i had heard was my hand pressing the lock button as i was opening my door.
only to close it.
locking both kids inside.
with the car running.
two happy little campers.
cell phone locked inside.
get phone from miss kim.
LOVE HER.
try to convince 3 year old to squirm out of his car seat,
which i have realized i only half buckled him into for the short drive to school.
thank goodness i'm thinking.
b/c maybe he could unbuckle himself out of the easy top part or squirm out of the bottom to open the doors from inside.
said 3 year old would rather watch the movie.
ice cream, movies, treats, playgrounds were all offered.
no bait was taken.
after ten minutes he finally gave the seat belt a try.
one attempt and he resolved he could not.
b/c he was a little man.
this is what he said.
and a little man could not unbuckle his seat belt.
except little people can do big things.
i him this just yesterday.
did he really not remember my huge life lesson i was teaching him and could he really not apply it right now???
b/c that would just be perfect.
he could not.
at which point "we" (the three mom's standing at the window with me trying to convince the 3 year old to undo his seat belt) tried to get him to unroll the window with his foot.
we were feeling so smart that we thought of this idea.
BUT
i had the child locks on the windows b/c they were playing with them on the way to preschool and it was annoying.
and i just kept thinking that if they broke them i would be mad.
and even more mad if i had to pay to have them fixed.
so i locked them.
which only made 3 yr old child mad b/c he couldn't do that either.
b/c they were locked.
plan #15: call husband.
convince him i was serious about locking the kids in the car with the car running.
not joking.
took two "are you serious-es??" to get him to believe me.
he then says he will cancel his patient and drive out to unlock us.
did i mention he was in kerns?
and we were in sandy.
if you know where that is you know it feels a lot further away than 20 minutes.
but it was only 20 minutes.
i tell him, "no, no we will figure it out. don't cancel his patient"
he says, "i'm on my way."
i don't object.
bless him.
and he drives 20 minutes to unlock the car.
i will never give him a hard time for locking his keys in his car ever again:)

it's a good thing we had oreo shakes for family night last night.
b/c it made me the family favorite this morning.
and you can't get mad at the favorite when they lock their keys and both of your kids in the car.
i swear.
you can't:)

"adult" vitamins

i am a puker of vitamins.
always have been.
always will be.
right after sean and i got married i thought i was pregnant b/c i took my vitamins before i left for class and had to pull over on the way to puke up my breakfast.
i was not pregnant.
it was the vitamins.
so i try to take them right before bed,
but sometimes i just don't fall asleep fast enough.
it's not pretty.
so you know what i discovered today?
adult gummy vitamins.
and they are AMAZING.
i'm scared to have an entire bottle at my disposal.
might be hard to discipline myself to only one.
they are that good.
here we come target.
for my adult gummy vitamins.
that sounds like something you would buy if you wore depends.
"adult diapers" AND "adult gummy vitamins."
wait, i don't think they're called adult diapers anyway.
what do they call them?
...
we went to the rascal flatts concert on friday night.
white stage.
LED lights that made your eyes sparkle and zing.
kind of like what the adult vitamins do inside my mouth.
so on sunday brennan has my phone.
and he's looking at my pictures.
and then he says,
"mommy i cleaning up the pictures in the trash! i'm so good!"
at which point i realized he was deleting all of our concert pictures and videos.
before i had the chance to save them.
thank you brennan.
thank you for not trashing them all.
just the last 10.

my water was $4.75
ouch.
it was worth every drop:)

a decade and still fresh

i had been away at my first year of college for only two weeks at chico state.

we didn't have tv in my dorm room.

and some time after 7am my friend from the 6th floor was banging at my door.

i groggily rolled out of bed, answered the door, and remember being in a state of confusion over what she was saying.

i pulled my roommate out of bed to come with us.

we ran down the stairs to get to ashley's tv.

all the while i was desperately trying to get ahold of my mom on my cell phone.

who was a flight attendant for united airlines.

as we walked into ashley's room i watched live just as the 2nd united flight slammed into the 2nd tower.

just then my mom answered on the other end of the phone with hello.

i burst into tears.

and still do.

every time i watch that 2nd united plane hit the 2nd world trade tower.

remembering what it felt like to think that my mom could have been on that flight.

never forgetting the sorrow of that day.

and our flag still stands for

FREEDOM.