crazy cat (not mine this time)

My mom sent me this video. How hilarious is this?

I'd like to train my cat to do cool tricks.

sal the salamander

As I was walking to get the mail today, I saw what I presumed to be...

a dead* lizard

(or perhaps a baby baby komodo dragon).

It was wet and slimy, but pretty cool. I felt like I really needed to take said wet lizard to show Adam. Of course I used a bill to pick it up (because who needs bills anyways?). 

The lizard did not cooperate and wouldn't stay on the stinking envelope. 

I made it about half way across the busy road with the lizard when it tried to commit suicide. 

Of course then, I had to save it... because now I basically killed a baby wet lizard. So I scraped it across the road and eventually made it to the grass.

I decided, for the safety of the baby lizard, to stop harassing the poor dear. 

Turns out it was a salamander. 

Just so you know, salamanders can be this big...

*no actual salamander died in the making of this post.

so very soon

In just a few days, I get to see this movie! Hooray! 

(I'm sure this won't be the last post about Hunger Games. Turns out I'm pretty excited.)

bangsies.

I got my hair did.

It's super fun having bangs. I haven't had bangs since at least third grade, but it opens a whole world of opportunity. 

For example,

one day I can wake up and look just like Zooey.

 

But if all this Portland mess of a weather situation keeps on coming, there's just no way that will ever happen. (Because it really will happen, mind you.)

Happy Wednesday.

gems

My kids are the funniest little things ever.

It turns out that I am pretty lucky because I get to hear all of the gems that come out of their mouths 

(uncensored)

for five days a week. 

How great is that?!? Two year old stories and comments are the best.

I'd like to share these little gems with you now. 

Mind you, these are the most recent ones (and probably only 2% of the awesomeness).

Also, super mind you that I work with two year olds. And their comments, while always funny, are not always super pleasant or socially acceptable. 

*

While playing on the playground, James runs up and starts pushing Sarah over and over again. Lisa goes up to James and says, "James, we don't push our friends. Walk away, please."

James replies, "But she's a Clipper! I'm a Blazer!"

 *

One afternoon, we were talking about things the toys and how they don't go into our mouths. "Friends, we put food and water in our mouths, but we do not put toys in our mouths."

Sarah replies, "We don't put farts in our mouth."

 *

 Because the topic of St. Patrick's Day has been part of frequent conversation lately, I asked, "Sarah, what do leprechauns do?"

Sarah says (with excessive hand motions), "They dig, and dig, and dig, and dig!!!"

I say, "Wow! What are they digging for?"
Sarah says, "For they food."

"What food do they need to dig for?"

"For they foot (fruit) and for they milk."

*

The game of searching for leprechauns in our class has become all the rage. My kiddos love getting out the magnifying glasses and searching everywhere. Luckily, James has it all figured out. He said, "Well, I see leprechauns in my imagination."

*

One day on the playground, James comes running up to me and yells, "LET'S PLAY SACK-O!"

I ask back, "What is sack-o?"

James says (while doing a little dance), "SACK-O POTAAATOES!!!!" and runs away.

*

Because pottying is a large part of my day, I seem to have quite the collection of potty stories. 

Here's one...

We've been teaching James how to pee on the potty for quite some time and he's doing fairly well. One day, as I was sitting next to him, he started to pee. Very concerned, James said, "I'm peeing lemonade..."

*
While observing on the playground, I saw a group of three little girls running around holding hands. James tried to get in on the fun, but Sarah said, "No boys allowed!" and they ran away from sullen James.
Sarah turned to her friends and said, "Yeah, teamwork!" and gave them each a high-five.
*

Happy weekend!

utah?

Happy January from Portland, Oregon! 

(and I was just kidding about the Utah comment)

Portland snow- lasts for a few hours

Provo snow- lasts for 6 months and continues to pile up higher while turning the whole state into an ugly, brown iceberg.

yeah, i went there.

AND since I can't resist a good Meeka picture...

Here is Meeka, sitting like the little boy cat that she thinks she is.

5 lives left

How can this sweet little face be so naughty?

 They say that cats have nine lives, right?

Well mine has already used four of those lives up. She's only five months old. 

(Things aren't going well for her it appears.)

Things your cat can do that qualify as LOSING one of her lives:

1. turning on the garbage disposal (yes, the switch) and then leaving it on ALL day. I came home to the loudest noise and the best smell of burnt rubber. I very seriously expected to see a CSI crime scene in my sink a la Meeka.
2. climbing into the fireplace -yes, there was a fire inside. While the fire was going, she climbed behind the metal cover and had her face in the flames. I promptly grabbed her from it since she was completely unfazed by burning herself.
3. jumping into the toilet bowl to drown. She jumped into the toilet one day. Grumpy, grumpy, wet kitty.
4. dislocating her jaw to try and rip off her collar. Adam woke up this morning to our cat's jaw underneath her pretty tight collar. Her mouth was bleeding and it broke one of her teeth. Long night for Meeka...

Yes, these all have happened.

When did we get her?

November 27th. Judge me all you want, but I have now saved a cat's life FOUR times.

She has five lives left.

Choose your stunts carefully, Meeka.

Let's have another look at that sweet little face.

 

 

Oh Meeka, we love you.