Work Hazards

My husband can't figure out why our 3.5 year old keeps getting into mischief while I work in the office.  Twice, when I've had conference calls, she's gotten (me and her!) into trouble. I'll put something entertaining in front of her to keep her occupied. Today, it was the My Melody stamps and ink pads.

Three weeks ago, I had a big video call "appearance" for my company.  My boss was doing a demo for Hawaii legislators on how telecom technology can help businesses save money and not have to lay employees off by allowing them to work from home...how it enables his employee, a mom of three who lives all the way in Utah, to work from home and save $1,500 a month in day care.  I was nervous all week about the call, about my equipment not working, about the kids making too much noise in the background.  My 2 babies were asleep, and I needed to keep Keira occupied.  She asked for her craft scissors to cut up some paper.  I didn't think twice.  She uses them all the time, I thought, but usually while I'm right alongside her.  About 2 minutes before I went "live," Keira walks in with a head full of hair in her hands.  I put my hands over my mouth and shrieked at first, then couldn't stop laughing, and the demo was a breeze...

Mom, how you like me now?

Dramatics of lost hair

Can't keep a serious face

Kate fixed it, and that's probably not the last time

I'm scrapping this lock as a souvenir just in case those curly locks don't return

A couple of months ago

Good Things

Martha's always identifying "good things" in life. I have my own list:

1. Jack Johnson music


2. Police & Firemen because today they came to rescue my kids from the hot car at Ikea's Family-Friendly Parking Lot after I let Kaikai play with the keys while I strapped him in and then closed the door and he bit the Lock button on the keychain.

3. Sewing Machines

4. can't think of anything else. I just wanted to find a creative way to tell you about my experience at Ikea today.

Look Ma, No Hands

Okay, so when I was a little girl, my friends and I always wished we could faint. It was cool. Well, today I can say it was kind of fun, but it hurt. I was sitting in church during the sacrament, when everyone's super quiet, and felt queasy, then nauseated, then faint. I leaned on Ryan and told him I felt like I was going to faint. He said, "Well, eat some crackers, then," kind of frustrated (because, he says, I never eat--though I do). Anyway, after the 2nd cracker, my mouth was so dry, and the blood was leaving my head, and I thought, "If only I can get to the bathroom and get some water..." I got up, walked about, hmmm, 8 steps, and the next thing I knew, I was out in the foyer, and Brandon and Ryan were picking me up from the floor, and my face HURT. I cried out of surprise, and embarassment, then Ryan made me laugh, "I thought you died...hahaha!" About half the ward saw or heard my head hit the floor and asked me how I was doing after the meeting. Ryan said he saw the whole thing from his chair: I got out the door, went to my knees, then did a face plant without any hands. Hahaha. Reason: I didn't eat breakfast rushing off to church, and I'm 14 weeks along.