Big Foot Alert!

Living in the Pacific Northwest I have learned that this is the place where Big Foot, aka Sasquatch resides. I have lived here for 7 years without a glimpse of the wild man. The people that live down the road have a very nice, tall, wood carving of him. That has been the closest I have to seeing anything like a Big Foot.
Now some say that Big Foot is a myth. A Tall Tale. A Hoax. Whatever. I think that is all true. I am 97.0876% sure that any sightings and evidence are made up by 10-14 year old boys who are too little for their own feet. My Proof:

My 10 year old sons foot. It is GINORMOUS!!! I am surprised he isn't tripping on them a thousand times a day. How in the heck is he able to move those things with his skinny, get-a-way sticks? Ok, I am a little grateful when he leaves his flip flops by the door so I can slip them on to go get the mail. But come on; I'm a ladies size 9!!! I am totally aware now why all the Deacons in church on Sunday wear tennis shoes with their nice white shirts and ties. What parent would want to spend dollar after dollar on replacing nice church shoes when the boys can not wear them more than 2 Sundays before they out grow them!?!
Anyone got any ideas when his feet will stop growing? I'm sure he has another 3 -4 sizes to go. But I really can't imagine a ten year old with a size 12 shoe. My son will look like this!

By the way, If you haven't seen this flick yet, you should.


It is great!!

Suck on This

One of the things I've learned since becoming a mother is that babies and young children stimulate themselves by sucking. It soothes and comforts them. It makes them excited and happy. After thinking about this today, I nodded to myself as I thought of the amazing body part the mouth is. Eating, drinking, talking, breathing, kissing.....the basic needs of life. And they all end in 'ing'. No wonder sucking and mouth stimulation is so important to the babies.
Something I have always done for my babies is letting them have a binky. AKA Pacifier, Nuke, Plug, MuteButton, Sucky, Beebee, etc. etc. etc.
To me it always seemed easier than letting them suck on their fingers. (Which just grosses me out completely.) Plus when the time came, I knew I could always take away a Binky, I couldn't take away their thumbs. I also hate it when babies suck on everything. Mouthers we call them. Toys dripping with slobber. And much worse. GROSS!!! Most kids will mouthe toys and stuff. That is how they learn about things. But I am against learning. Hehe not really, just mouthing. So the binky would always be given to the kid when they were trying to slobber on stuff.
My first two children gave their binkies up on their own around 8 months. The third also did. But....after a few months she found one and was stuck with it until her third birthday. Which then she gave up all by herself in order to get her birthday presents. Kid number four....well, I think I might have a problem. Only 7 more months until he is 3.



All of his binkies here with him but one. (Sad that I know how many he has huh?!?) He does pretty good during the day to not need them.. He is too the point where it is nap time and bed time only. Some days are not so good but that is usually cause Daddy isn't home to take them away. He loves them and I love him and anyhing I can do to keep him a baby longer is acceptable....Right?!?
Even if he ends up sucking on these things until he is 20. I'm more ok with that then him sucking on anything else.
Oh wait, there are 2 missing in the picture. I better go check in the car and under his bed ;)

I said SMILE

Well, we are finally done family tripping. I cannot call it vacation because I'm not on a vacation when I am still doing laundry, changing diapers, being referee to fights and so on. Someday I will take another vacation...Someday soon would be nice but that isn't likely. I won't mention the VACATION my husband is going on to VEGAS because every time I do I get annoyed and irritated. Oh wait.....oops.
I won't sum up the entirety of the family trips all in one post. Instead here is a little blurp from the trip we took down to the Oregon coast. On our way home we stopped by Tillamook and checked out the Cheese Factory. Lots of people, long lines and lotsa cheese.
We had to bribe the kids with Ice Cream to get them to take these pictures with the cow. Then we decided it was too long of a line to get some ice cream. But by then the kids forgot all about the bribe and didn't even care. Instead we bought some "Squeaky" Cheese, Garlic White Cheddar cheese, and a bunch of Cow Tails.



The next picture I wanted to take was a pain because there was always some other family inside the Cheese Van. So I told Riggles to wait his turn and take the picture while I went to the gift shop.

He informed me what a bad idea it was because they all fought over who got to sit in the drivers seat. They were not happy.


But he is a great husband and father and knew how much I wanted a picture so he threatened them and told them to put on their best damn smiles.

Isn't he the greatest!