Tuesday, October 14, 2008

When food doesn't happen

I had planned on writing my first recipe tutorial today, but life got in the way, and we ended up eating hot dogs tonight instead of the yummy ham and potatoes that I was planning for dinner.

Please realize that with the number of kids that I have, disasters can happen at any given moment, such as the one that happened this afternoon involving a backed up toilet, and a toddler who enjoys flushing repeatedly.
Two things will be happening this week. First of all, we will be putting those annoying white doorknob covers on the bathroom doors to keep Alma out of the bathrooms and second, I will be fixing a menu of high fiber foods in the next few days.
Nobody laid claim to the "blockage" so I'm feeding the fiber to everyone!

After the disaster clean up was finished, and the kids snarfed down their microwaved hot dogs, we sat down for Family Home Evening.
The subject for the lesson?
"Reverence"
We had another subject scheduled for the lesson tonight, however, we decided to change it to reverence mostly due to the "incident" during church yesterday. What "incident" you might ask?
I'm not exactly sure which one of the boys brought the bubbles to church. None of them will admit to it, but I did see which one was blowing the bubbles out into the congregation.
I didn't notice at first because I was busy with the two youngest boys. The baby was chewing on the hymnbook and so I was trying to pry it out of his chubby little hands and he suddenly let go of the book which made me knock it into Mosiah which sent his cup of cheerios flying into the air all over the floor, and as I was consoling my screaming baby while trying to bend over and pick up the cheerios in my current state of pregnantness, the baby found out that they made a really neat crunching sound as he walked all over them on the carpet. Oh well, at least that stopped him from screaming.
(Really, I think it would probably be quite fair of me if I signed us up to clean the church twice a month instead of twice a year because my family is most likely responsible for most of the stuff that needs to be cleaned up.)
Anyway, as I'm trying not to pass out while leaning over to clean up the cheerio dust, and feeling bad for anyone sitting near us who might have been fasting because the cheerios were smelling pretty good, I look up briefly to breathe, and I see bubbles floating in the air.
Then I looked up at the stand to see the Bishopric who seemed rather amused. I could see that they were trying their hardest not to laugh out loud.
I guess I should be glad that our family provides so much entertainment for the rest of the ward. We cause laughter, which makes people feel happy right?
(Right about now, I'm really missing Sariah, she had always been such a great help to me in Sacrament meeting. I am so happy with how well she's fitting in with her student ward, but I do really miss her)
LaMar woke up and confiscated the bubbles, and we were able to get most of the cheerios cleaned up.
It's times like these that I'm extra grateful to be Primary President, because I can leave the meeting during the closing song to prepare for Primary. That way, I don't have the opportunity to enjoy all the clever/funny/sarcastic comments from the people sitting behind us.

Tomorrow, I will get the post up about the potatoes.

4 comments:

Jillene said...

Thank you for visiting my blog!! I love new blog friends!! Your blog is fantastic!! I laughed out loud when I read your post!! I will be a regular--as you can see I am now following your blog!!

Jillene said...

Oh yeah--I forgot to say how much I LOVED the bubble story!!

My middle child Hannah is a DIVA and she snuck dress-up shoes and a crown to church one Sunday. She was clomping around in the shoes when I finally realized she had them on and by that time I had to get her to nursery so I could do sharing time.

I told her to put the crown in the church bag and during the sacrament (bread) prayer she got it out and put it on her head. When everyone opened their eyes--there she was Princess Hannah. Needless to say there was much muttled laughter!!

the MomBabe said...

I am laughing so hard right now. That's something we would do.

Kristina P. said...

Ladawn, your kid's names are SO much better than that other ginormously blessed family, the Duggars. Can you believe they all start with "J"? I appreciate you already training your children up to me missionaries, just by giving them righteous names to be examples!

And I couldn't agree with you more about your sentiments about the Utah County sex shop. What is happening to the Lord's County???