Licking Grandma?

It always makes me laugh the way words can have two different meanings, and how children innocently know only one meaning of the word. This was the case this weekend with Adelle. After Scott and I went to the temple we went to my parents to watch a movie. My mom, sister, Adelle and I all went to the Video store to pick out a movie. When we were leaving Adelle was complaining about how cold she was, and doing this over exaggerated shiver. My mom then scooped her up and took her to the car.

When we arrived at my parents house my little Adelle, again, got out of the car with the same shiver, and instead of heading toward the house she followed my mom to the street, where she was bringing in the garbage can, "shivering" as loud as she could.

I followed her and directed her to the house. As we made it toward the house I was shaking my head saying, "Does Grandma just have sucker written across her forehead?"

Which Adelle quickly responded, "And I will lick her!"

That would be fun Adelle if Grandma really was a sucker huh?

Going Private

Okay everyone. I think it's time. In the comments on my last post I received a link to a virus. So I think it is time for me to go private. Also it kind of freaks me out that random people can see my blog. So anyway if you would like to be invited to view my blog I will go private officially on Sunday. So leave your email address before then and I will add you to my list of people to invite. By the way thanks Tammie for the heads-up on the virus!

Ewww...

Most of you that know me know that I am a girly, girl. One of the biggest things that I hate are BUGS! Which has been a pain in my neck since we have moved into the Townhouses here at the University of Utah. (Just come and look in the light fixture in my dining area.)

Well on Sunday in an attempt to make it to church on time (ha!) I left my bronzing beads jar open. After church I put the lid back on the jar, and went about my day. Monday I put on my make-up like any other day, but yesterday as I went to put on my bronzing beads I noticed something that didn't look right. I realized at that point there was a dead Box Elder bug in my make-up!!!

Word to the wise never leave your make-up open, apparently Box Elder bugs like it.

Family Home Evening

It always cracks me up when kids pick up on names that you give them. Last night for Family Home Evening we went to a playground that is close to our house. While Lilly was on the swings she kept saying "Kimbur, Kimbur" and I said "Lilly, Lilly" and she said "Baby Girl" and kept saying "Baby Girl" every time I said "Lilly". Funny the names they choose for themselves.

Lilly's First Hair Do.

To my amazement everyone here is Lilly's first Hair do! (Maybe someday it will stay in for more that 10 minutes) Hurray for eventual hair!

Clear up.

A friend of mine just brought to my attention that I maybe implied that Scott takes drugs a lot. He doesn't. I've only seen him on drugs twice to where it effected his state of mind. The first time was when he had Kidney Stones and the hospital gave him morphine. Then the second was this surgery. His family does have some pretty good stories about when he had his wisdom teeth pulled.
I firmly believe that drugs bring out people's true character. The verdict with Scott-he's just funny.

Dying Easter Eggs!

Happy Easter Everyone!

It all started with..

A polyp.

In January this year the girls Scott and I all got Pink eye. So all of us went to the Doctor to get checked out. While there Dr. Boud checked into Scott's nose for any infection, and found a polyp. (which freaked Scott out because of his family's history of cancer, and I was oblivious, because I had never heard of one) The Doctor assured us that Nasal Polyps are harmless, but can be very irritating to deal with. He referred us to Dr. Finlayson and we were set for our appointment. We went in and Dr. Finlayson took one look at his nose and ordered a CT scan to see what was inside.

The scan showed more than a polyp. There was a lot of polyp tissue, swollen adenoids, and a Deviated Septum. (Which I then said "Ha, I was right". I've been trying to get Scott to the Doctor because of his snoring for years. The snoring didn't bother me that much, I'm a heavy sleeper, but if he fell asleep before me, forget it! I knew that his snoring bothered him though and he mentioned a lot how tired he was. I told him that he probably had a Deviated Septum, because both of his grandparents had them, and his mom probably does too.) Dr. Finlayson told us that the polyp tissue was probably caused by the deviated septum. I imagined that Scott didn't drain properly and blew his nose way to hard to get rid of the mucus, causing the polyps to form.

Dr. Finlayson then told us that Scott was 80% blocked in some areas and surgery is probably the best option but wanted to try a steroid nasal spray and see us in a week. Of coarse there we no improvements and at our appointment a week later we set up an appointment for March 12 to have the surgery done.

Last week we went in Wednesday morning at 8:45 and prepped for the surgery. Dr. Finlayson came in to talk to us, and ask us a series of questions that we had answered on the Medical History sheet, and by the receptionist when we came in then told us a little bit about the surgery. Then a medical student came in and told us what the procedure would include and asked us the same questions we had been asked three times already, and then the Anesthesiologist came in telling Scott about the anesthesia and asked us the same questions again, and then he took Scott back.

Dr. Finlayson told me the operation would be about an hour beginning at 9:45 but the surgery went way longer. I talked to Dr. Finlayson at about noon. He then related to me the number of things that were done: Corrected the Nasal Septum, Removed far more Polyp tissue than expected, removed adenoid, shaved down the contrapalosa a bit, and remove chronic infection.

I got to see Scott at about 12:30, and the first thing he said to me is "I want my hand gun." I just laughed. He is hilarious when he's on drugs. We hung out for about 30 minutes and then got ready to go.

When we scheduled the surgery Scott and I both wondered if we would see anybody from our Ward that day because of the vase number of Medical Students that we are surrounded by. Sure enough on our way out Scott and I both saw Clint Humphreys (I did see him earlier) Scott told him about his white mustache (gos taped to his face to catch dripping blood) and how excited he was to have a mustache. Clint briefly talked to us and we went on our way to Costco for Hydrocodone.

My Dad gave Scott a blessing on Sunday. The girls had been with Sherrie all Wednesday morning and my sister and her husband that afternoon. We were brought dinner by the Wilkinson's that night, and Clint checked up on us at church on Sunday. My mom came and took the girls for me on Monday so I could solely take care of Scott.

Thank you everyone that helped us through this time. Scott is doing better, and breathing more and more like a "normal person" everyday. I can hear him breathe through his nose now, granted it's still stuffy from healing, he also mentions that he can feel his sinuses drain, a sensation he's never felt before. I think and hope that this surgery will have been a blessing in his life, and my life! Yea no more snoring!

Funny things said by the Foutz girls!

It always cracks me up the way children hear their own words to songs. When we are on our way to Target Adelle was singing a new song that was on a CD Sherrie let the girls and I borrow. The song (in Adelle's words) goes something like this;

Daddy wears his

"Boo" Jeans "Boo" Jeans "Boo" Jeans
Daddy wears his
"Boo" Jeans
All Day long.

Then Lilly at dinner-time was asked to eat her French fries, and in her very serious (but in our eyes funny) way she look at me and said "Not today." It cracks me up how children pick up on things so much even before they are two.

Foutz Family's Version of "Jesus Wants Me For A Sunbeam"

Country Songs and my Husband.

I would like you all to hear another country song that reminds me of my husband, and am so grateful that I know my girls are some what safe!

Adelle's Thing these days.

So ever since our neighbor Sherrie brought home her beautiful baby girl, Jenny, in October, Adelle has been obsessed with babies. Which was quite comical to me because when we brought Lilly home when Adelle was almost 2 1/2 she really wanted nothing to do with her. She just kind of was like "eh...so what there a baby in the house."
But since having baby Jenny around Adelle went through a two week faze of "Mommy is you tummy getting bigger?" in hopes that I would have a fetus growing in my uterus, that she could be a mommy to when it was born. (Fat chance kid! I worked too hard to get the title "Mommy" and I intend to not share my title with anyone!)
So this picture pretty much sums it up for me when you leave Adelle alone for a while, she gathers the toys, and shows us all how to be a good mom!

New Hair Cut

So many of you have already seen Adelle's new hair cut because I'm a slacker and she go the haircut a week and a half ago, but I still wanted to post a couple of pictures of her cute new hair!

I'm Still a Guy!

I heard this song on the radio and I love it! I would like to dedicate it to my husband who is a GUY and I'm so grateful he is!!!

Here is the Song

Here are the Lyrics

When you see a deer, you see Bambi
And I see antlers up on the wall
You see a lake you think picnics
And I see a large mouth up under that log.

You're probably thinkin' that you're gonna change me
In some ways, well, maybe you might
Scrub me down, dress me up
Oh, but no matter what, remember, I'm still a guy.

When you see a priceless French painting
I see a drunk naked girl
You think that riding a wild bull sounds crazy
And I'd like to give it a whirl.

Well, love makes a man do some things he ain't proud of
And in a weak moment I might
Walk your sissie dog, hold your purse at the mall
But remember, I'm still a guy.

And I'll pour out my heart, hold your hand in the car
Write a love song that makes you cry
Then turn right around, knock some jerk to the ground
'Cause he copped a feel as you walked by.

I can hear you now talkin' to your friends
Sayin', yeah girls, he's come a long way
From draggin' his knuckles and carryin' a club
And buildin' a fire in a cave.

But when you say a backrub means only a backrub
And you swat my hand when I try
Well, now what can I say at the end of the day
Honey, I'm still a guy.

--- Instrumental ---

And I'll pour out my heart, hold your hand in the car
Write a love song that makes you cry
Then turn right around, knock some jerk to the ground
'Cause he copped a feel as you walked by.

These days there's dudes gettin' facials
Manicured, waxed and botoxed
With deep spray-on tans and creamy lotiony hands
You can't grip a tacklebox.

Yeah, with all of these men linin' up to get neutered
And headin' out to be feminized
Well, I don't highlight my hair, I've still got a pair
Yeah honey, I'm still a guy.

Oh, my eyebrows ain't plucked, there's a gun in my truck
Oh, thank  I'm still a guy...