California!!!

Alright, well we have been in California for a little while now. We are getting used to life here. Steve has finally worked at ASUS for more than 90 days now! Which means that he is past his probationary period which means that we get insurance. Yay! My life basically consists of taking care of Caleb all day long and cleaning the house once in a while. He has grown so much. He now likes to play with monsters, dinosaurs, trucks/cars, trains, screaming at the top of his lungs, and helping mommy with whatever I am doing at the time. He is potty training right now...still... but it is worth it not having to change diapers all the time now. It does stinks when he messes up and I go through like 10 underwear in like 2 days... sometimes even one day... But life goes on. He is talking in full sentences sometimes even asking me, "Mommy, what are you doing?" He can count to 5, sometimes 6 and with help to 10. I just love him so much! Steve is working all the time. He is busy at work but working hard for us. So it is very much appreciated. We have been thinking about getting another car just because it would be a million times easier to do things during the day as Steve doesn't get home until about 7pm each night. So I am stuck at home with Caleb, talking to a 2 year old  all day long. I love him but I need adult interaction. I wish we lived close enough to a park or something that I could take Caleb to that I don't have to worry about spiders all the time. We have a playground at our complex, but they never clean it and there are TONS of spider webs and cobwebs everywhere. I don't feel comfortable having Caleb play there. I went in and asked them if they could get a hose and spray it down and they said they just cleaned it about a week ago, and that spiders just come back everyday. I was like, really? Because I think the cobwebs have been there longer than a week. Ugh! Oh well. I am tired. I am getting up early tomorrow to go work out with my friend Kristen. Yay! Finally gonna work out... kinda...

Sunday...

Well today was supposed to be an ordinary Sunday. However, it was like...not. Last night Caleb woke up early, well in the middle of the night. He said he had a scary dream. I rocked him back to sleep and then finally went back to sleep myself. Because he woke up in the middle of the night, he slept in and I didn't wake up in time for church. Which sucks because I really wanted to go to church today. So because we missed church, we stayed at home and had a family day. We made kickin' chicken for dinner. SOOOOOO GOOOOD.
Monday- Going shopping for the week and doing laundry
Tuesday- Going to the beach with Caleb and some friends from the ward
Wednesday- Doing laundry
Thursday- More laundry and cleaning house
Friday- Send off Mother's Day gifts
Saturday- Work, work and more work

Such is the schedule for my life... Except maybe going to the beach. On Saturday we went to the park and that was fun-ish... We were supposed to be there for like an hour or so, but by the time we found parking we were only there for like half an hour. You are not allowed to save parking spots. There was a ball game going on well actually there were several games going on. There was this one lady that was saving spots. You can't do that when there isn't enough parking for everyone there. Then when we went to the park, Caleb wanted to play in the sandbox and there was this like 8 year old in the box bossing all the little kids around on what to do and what not to do. It really pissed me off. I wanted to go and tell him off, that my kid didn't come to the park to get bossed around and told what to play and how to play. Ughh!!!! But I didn't. I wanted to, but I didn't. Next time, so help me if Steve isn't there to stop me, I will. He was telling a maybe 1 year old to stop putting the sand in the water like that little child would understand.. I was just furious. My child wanted to play in the sand how he wanted to play in the sand. Now I understand that this kid wanted to do that too, but he was old enough to understand to share.. Sandbox lovers watch out.. This momma's on the prowl

My Daydreaming

Okay so you know those moments where you are kind of bored when someone is talking to you or you just aren't really paying attention to whats going on? I seem to be having those more and more often. I was talking on the phone to someone, and in the interest of not hurting someone's feelings I won't say their name, but just know that I love you. Well, I was talking on the phone to his wonderful person and I just couldn't stay focused on the conversation. Ugh I hate that. Well now that we have been in California for a month now, I figured that we should get our car registered and get a new license for the car and for my wallet. I was taking the new drivers test here and I failed the first time! What?! FAIL??? What the heck? SO I took it over again and passed the second time.  But I didn't get my new license because they were all like you have to be interviewed by the Driver's Safety Team of the DMV to make sure that you are okay to drive. Apparently if you have Epilepsy, then you have to be interviewed as well. Not that I haven't been driving for years.... it just frustrates me. I mean they started treating me differently and looking at me differently once they found out about my medical condition. I was at the DMV office from about 11:15-11:30ish until 2:30. That is freaking forever. I can't believe that I waited that long. OH and while we were there, Caleb had a blowout... twice... The first time he wet through his diaper and got his shorts wet. Oh and fun fact, they didn't have a changing table in the restroom so I got to change him on the floor. Whoo! And then he was running around in shoes, a shirt, and a diaper. I got some awesome looks, let me tell you. SO I had to let his shorts dry. And while I was talking to the different attendents Caleb was crawling around on the floor and laying on the floor and running around me. And while I was taking the test(s) I had to hold Caleb because he had fallen asleep and so I was singing Popcorn Popping and Twinkle Twinkle Little Star and Once there was a Snowman to him to try and calm him down. I was so frustrated by the time I left. I can't even tell you.

Caleb has started this new stage that I am not liking so much. He takes a nap one day and not the next. Then maybe the next day but not for the next two days. It bothers me. Oh well. What are you gonna do?
Oh tonight we are having the missionaries over for dinner tonight. Yay! I like our missionaries they are fun. I am serving them breakfast burritos. Or as Steve's family calls them, Breakfast Tacos. Yay. And I have to clean house tonight and wash clothes if possible. Saturday is the Elder's Quoarm's activity of a pot luck pinewood derby. I am excited. Steve has been working hard on his car. I hope everything turns out good. I will take pictures when I can.

Where has all the snow gone?

So here we are in the final stages of  November and still like no snow on the ground. We have only had it snow a couple of times. And just about each time it will snow and then melt by that afternoon. While I am grateful that we don't have snow and that it has been prolonged this much longer, it is just weird that we live in Rexburg.... okay let me say that again.... REXBURG.. and we don't have snow on the ground. It has been like the longest time that I know of that we haven't had snow. Every year that we have lived here that has been TONS of snow on the ground by now.
Okay so right now here is what is going on in our lives. Steve is about to graduate from college. Like in 3 weeks-ish. He graduates on December 16. SO CLOSE! So far, we don't have any job offers yet, which is a little concerning to me because we are so close to being done. Steve is looking for jobs in California, mostly in the San Jose area. Both sets of parents want us to come and live down in Texas when we are done with school so that we can save some money. I agree but disagree at the same time. We would save money yes, but at the same time, if we went down to Texas we would lose the jobs that we have right now. Steve gets to work at the financial aid office until the middle of January. 40 hours a week. So that would save us a million dollars. Not literally but it will make the moving process easier. Also we wouldn't want to move from Idaho to Texas to California. It would be a lot of moving in a short amount of time. We don't exactly know how much time frame we are looking at. The job market is going up and down so that makes me nervous. I also don't know what I am going to do about Christmas. I don't plan on setting up because I don't know how long we are going to be here. I mean will we be here and want to set up and have time to set up and take down and everything for the Holidays before we move. But what if we don't? What if we are moving soon after Christmas or even before? I have no clue what to do. SO that is life right now. Still going still moving. Loving life. Learning new things everyday.
Oh yeah, I am now babysitting Josie's baby again. Miss Presley. She is adorable. Josie got a job being a manager at Aspin Village I think. So I watch Presley like 40 hours a week-ish. So that is income coming in plus the other kids that I babysit. So while Steve is working I will be working too saving up that money for an apartment in California when we get a job. Yay!

It finally happened...

So remember when I told you yesterday that Caleb painted? Well, it happened again, but this time I wasn't so lucky. Instead of chocolate he painted with his poop. He decided to paint himself, the bed, the sheets, the blankets, the wall, the floor, my bed, the desk, and the door. Yay.  So i grab him give him a shower and started to clean. This is the true joy of motherhood. I totally would've made Steve do it if he were home. I think this is the one time I have been jealous of him going to school.

Oh my gosh... What is THAT?!

So you might have guessed from my text messages and maybe from the title that something amazing is going to happen today on the blog. Well, you are absolutely correct. Let's start from the beginning.
This morning when we woke up, I ignored the alarm and we slept 22 minutes longer than we should have. Now before you judge me on ignoring my alarm clock on a Sunday. Just know that I have not slept good for the past 3 nights in a row. Maybe a grand total of 9 hours in 3 days. So yes, if I could sleep I was going to. Sad. Caleb was being very complainey and whiney and just kind of annoying at 7:22 in the morning. Now, granted, by this time in the morning he is usually fed and ready for the day so I can understand why he would be upset. Steve gets up and jumps into the shower so that we can be ready for church on time at 8:30 which is going to be hard pressed since we were all getting up so late. I get out of bed and Caleb will not stop crying. He keeps saying "ow ow" so I think that he is hurt. He either hurt himself last night in bed or he isn't feeling good in general. So I grab his blankie and wrap it around him and that seems to calm him down a little. But not much is changing. So I bring him into the bathroom to make the morning rounds and to show/let Steve hear how and what is going on. I set him down on the ground and immediately the crying begins again. By this time I am getting worried that something is not right. I don't think he feels good. We decide to stay home from church and take care of Caleb. Which stinks because now we have missed the past 3 Sundays. I am losing it.  While I am changing Caleb he continues the owie thing and I start pointing to different parts of his body and saying owie to try and get him to let me know what hurts. When I get to his tummy and poke it he starts bawling so either it is an upset stomach or he is really hungry. I try and feed him some cereal and he won't eat it. Doesn't even touch it. The first thing we got him to eat of the day was goldfish. Then animal crackers. Then like berries. So we figure lots of fluid and plain food. Sad day. So Caleb has had a hard day, all in all. Okay on to the main event.We put Caleb down for his nap and don't hear much out of him. He "slept" for about 3 hours. When he started finally making noise it was an "ew ew ew" I open the door and see this...

OH MY GOSH! WHAT IS THAT?! The worst has finally happened. He finally decided to "paint". For all you parents out there, you know what that means... Then I look over to the desk and see this...

Yes that is correct CHOCOLATE! DARK CHOCOLATE! MY dark chocolate! Someone, and by someone I mean my wonderful hubby left my goodies on the desk. Caleb has successfully unwrapped and eaten at least 7 or more pieces. Yay. I was a mix of emotions. Yay! It's not poop! And the little turd ate all my dark chocolate! (pun intended). We can all breathe a sigh of relief... and gratification. Below is the video of it all. Hope you enjoy! I know Caleb did...

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