Christmas to a 4 yr. old

Guest Post…Oh, I just love it when Prince Erik chimes in.  Here’s a recent message he sent out to our families…

“T-rev has taken it on himself to provide the family with “freezing’ ice-cold water this summer.  This is a real treat for the family on the hot summer days.  Twice a day he replenishes our kitchen water cooler with blocks of ice keeping the family supplied with what I would have to agree is ‘perfect’ water. 

Well, evidently his perfect water has not gone missed by Hope.  She absolutely loves it, and when she is not outside cooling off in the kiddy pool, she will be in the kitchen cooling off with T-rev’s summer gift to the family.

She mentioned to us on Monday, as she was drinking some of T-rev’s water “Ummm, now that is Christmas in my tummy !”, then she proceed to get 7 other cups for the rest of the family so we could all share in the “Christmas in our tummy” experience.

What a cute reminder to me to enjoy the little things that we have and then to share it.  I took my glass and felt the water tingle all the way down.

‘Ummm, Christmas in my tummy !’

Prince Erik

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Note: A couple of days ago I won a gift certificate to Baja Fresh (A local Mexican restaurant) that I took Evo-man to last night for a nice meal.  I can’t say that the experience was ‘Christmas in my tummy’ but there was absolutely a party going on !”

Bankrupt Tooth Fairy and Huggy Feefe

I thought you might like some more before and after pictures... So here it goes. Princess Before

And Princess after. I'd say she's about eight months early with her Halloween Costume Accessory here.

Little Princess is going to break the bank, of the tooth fairy that is. She lost her fourth tooth in 2 months this morning.

Her speech therapists are going to need a translator to understand her now.

Yesterday I thought I would bestow some of my learned-the-hard-way-wisdom upon her precious little head. She was complaining about brushing her teeth so I opened my filling speckled yapper wide and showed her that if she didn’t brush her teeth everyday she would have spots just like mine. She immediately went and brushed her teeth.

Tonight about a half an hour after bed she came into my room with tear filled eyes and said,

‘Mom, I don whon Huggy Feefe.’

‘You don’t want what?’

‘Huggy Feefe.’ She replied while pointing to her mouth.

Finally I guessed that she meant Ugly Teeth. Guessing she was talking about her missing teeth growing in crooked like her soon to be braced-up sister Lea. I replied that Heavenly Father had given her beautiful teeth and they would be just fine no matter how they came in.

'No, mommy, I don whon Huggy Feefe like yours. '

Thrill, now my sweetie instead of having comforting dreams of a visit from the tooth fairy is having nightmares that she will have ugly teeth like mine.

‘Oh, well we then better brush them every day.'

'But I hate Toospaste.'

'How bout I get some different toothpaste from the store and help you remember to brush every day?'

She smiled and that seemed to calm her a little. She gave me a thumbs-up as she went back to bed, and that I don’t need a translator to understand.

Now I’d better go brush my Ugly Teeth and maybe tomorrow I’ll purchase a variety of toothpaste flavors for her to try along with truckload of whitener for me. That and dig through my purse to see if the Tooth fairy dumped any loose change in it.

Fashion overhaul needed

Yes, our household is in deperate need of a fashion overhaul. Thanks rkimedes for capturing one of my Prince Erik's (manager mentioned) many endearing sides. http://rkimedes.livejournal.com/241410.html

The Angels Are Cracking Up

They must be having a grand ole time up in Heaven today. My Uncle Heber went home. I’m sure he's got the angels there laughing so hard that they might just forget, for a bit, that there are a lot of folks down here missing the big guy.

I loved my Uncle Heber! As a child from a large family and even more humongous extended family (I know the cousin count is over 60), I always felt he took the time to play, tease or even notice me. My nose would mysteriously disappear between his fingers, when I was young. It would get a good washing in his mouth before I could beg it back. Laughing, til it hurt so much we had to cry, was a given. Maybe it was his straight delivery. He could tell the biggest whopper with the most serious expression and raised eyebrows. The twinkle in his eyes would always give away the fact that he was pulling a fast one on you. And if it didn’t the next line zinger would.

Even after I’d grown up, had a family of my own, moved far, far away and didn’t visit very often, I still felt he cared. He would always take the time to chat it up with me personally on every occasional visit. It felt like I hadn't been gone for long at all, maybe a couple of days instead of the years that it actually was. A few years ago I was able to take my family and stay the night with him and Aunt Loretta on the Black Family Farm in Juniper, ID. His health was hurting him then, but he was still the same Heber that I knew and loved as a child. I’ll never forget him hauling out his oxygen tank and strapping it to a four wheeler so that he could take my boys for a spin around the farm. And he took special notice of my tom-boy Lea. ‘If I had a women’s football team, I’d want her on it,’ he told my mom.

If he couldn’t bring a smile to your face by hearing a joke I’m sure you would get one from the visual gags found around him. My favorite was a large wooden sign on his front lawn welcoming you to 'The Ugly Club Headquarters.' Honorary club members included Don Knott’s and Barbara Streisand. I doubt they ever knew he made them honorary members but it was a great sign. Even better was the fact that he would often put on his fishing hat and pose next to the sign for anyone who asked.

Well dear Uncle, I’ll miss your chuckle, the twinkle in your eye, that great bear hug you always had waiting for me, and most of all your mischievous smile. I’m sure you have all of heaven busting a gut with pleasure to have you back home. From you I'll try to remember, that when times get tough, and they will, it always helps to have a little humor. And I hope you don’t mind if I wear an ‘Honorary Ugly Club Member’ pin to your funeral. Any club that you’re the founder of is where I want to be. I hope everyone in this life is as fortunate as I, to have someone as funny as you, that cares about them. Love and Miss you!