BLOGGIN' IS FOGGIN' MY NOGGIN'

Okay, so I have spent all day trying to create my own blogger template with an html editor. Let's just say I have officially become technologically challenged. So I gave up and stole a template from Pyzam! If I would have done this in the first place, I would have saved a lot of time. Did I just use the world "a lot." Didn't Mrs. Miller (MHS English teacher) bury that in 7th grade?

Not much going on with the Wild Whitts! I'll try to come up with something better tomorrow, but right now Dustin is going to strangle me if I don't step away from the computer.

As for the house update, we close on the loan next week...I've heard that promise before, so I'm not holding my breath. But I'll try to keep everyone updated.

TAG...I'M IT!

Whoever thought up this tagging game was pretty darn clever. And I'm guessing the creator just started it and didn't really participate. That way he/she would know oodles of embarassing or odd facts about their friends without divulging incriminating facts about themselves...sounds like my kind of person!

Crystal, my baby sister, tagged me, and now I have to list 10 random things about myself. If I didn't love her so darn much, I probably would ignore the challenge...here goes nothing:

1. Let's just start out with a humdinger--I peed my pants (15 years old) while working a night shift at the Hong Kong (chinese restaurant in Milford, Utah). I was busy ringing up customers with no time for a bathroom break. I lost all control and tried to conceal the moment by pretending to spill water on me. I had to call my big sis for another pair of pants, but the nice Chinese cook gave me an apron while I PATIENTLY waited.

2. I am obsessed with armpits. If you are wearing a tank top, I will be staring at the pits. I don't know what it is. Maybe it's the fact that I never grew armpit hair until I was a Senior in high school and even now I only have to shave weekly. I'm just checking out your pit situation--the color, the pricklies, the texture. It's a need to know situation.

3. I'm a childhood thief. Here it is out in the open now. I know I'm going to feel better, especially if everyone comments that they have done it before. You know the candy bins at the local grocery store. I've stole a caramel or two before. I didn't even really feel guilty. I just remember the sweet, smooth taste of the caramel and only wanting more and more and more...

4. I hate chain emails. Everyone knows what I'm talking about. The kind that gives a sappy message or story and then asks you to pass it on to 10 more people or you will endure bad luck for a bazillion years...I delete them before I even read them.

5. I love the color red, almost any shade of red. It's true. You can check my closet. Among the hangers you will find tons of red, maroon, burgandy, dark pink. I think it stems from my Milford Tiger blood.

6. Another eye opener...I sucked my thumb until I was 8 years old. My older sisters threatened to tell my friends, and I cried. When they threatened to let my childhood boyfriends in on the secret, I vowed to stop sucking my thumb forever. I stayed up all night just to make sure it never slipped into my mouth.

7. I married my high school sweetheart. What can I say? I was lucky enough to find the right person the first time around :) And since we've been married for over 7 years, I can talk about our past makeout sessions. Like the time my two little brothers were camping on the top of the plant shelves in our living room. They watched us make out all night while my mom slept on the couch. Then the little snots tried to hold it over my head as a bargaining tool.

8. Speaking of my marriage, I pretended to shave my legs on my honeymoon because I desperately needed to poop. I didn't want Dustin thinking about me taking a big turd, so I ran the shower and locked the door.

9. I'm also a scaredy cat. One night during my high school years, I heard a tap on my window. I ran out screaming for my dad. He did a quick check with the flashlight just to make me feel better. Later Crystal, the sister that tagged me, fessed up that it was someone looking to sneak her out of the house.

10. I'm out of ideas and not much on rules, so who says there has to be a number 10...ha ha ha

STILL BLOGGIN'

Okay, so I don't keep everyone updated as much as I should. Our family has been through a whirlwind of changes (all good), so I thought I better catch everyone up on the happenings at the Whittaker house.

First change...the Whittaker house is SOLD! Yes, someone new lives at 810 Cedar Knolls. Everything worked out perfectly as my sister needed someone to rent her townhome, and we needed a place to stay while we built a new house. I know, how exciting...yet somewhat frustrating. You just want to break ground but instead it's days of cutting through red tape and permits :(

Our house closed in the middle of December, so we were up in the air about where we wanted to have Christmas. Dustin's parents were gracious enough to let Santa wreck their living room, so we headed to Milford to meet up with St. Nick. The kids were in heaven with Grandma & Grandpa Whitt and so was my husband. Let's just say that Grandma Whitt knows how to take care of a person. We had another wonderful, generous Christmas. Each day I thank my Heavenly Father for my circumstances and His ever gentle hand guiding and protecting my family.

As for the pictures posted, we finally got a half-decent family portrait. The kids pictures turned out beautiful, but I'm a little critical of the mother sitting in the family picture. Oh well, what can you do? Plastic surgery, maybe :) The hot guy sitting next to me is actually my husband. Most people mistake him for a hired model, but I just got lucky in finding me a tall, dark, and handsome man who works hard and loves me for who I am...who cares if he misses the laundry basket by a few steps or leaves crumbs on the counter. He's worth it.

Well, that's about it for today. Maybe I'll surprise everyone (and myself) by writing another blog tomorrow. I knew I could get you laughing, Nat!

HALLOWEEN IN DECEMBER

Okay, so I'm a little behind in the bloggin' again :( But since the stores can advertise Christmas in October, I can definitely post Halloween pictures in December. We had a great Halloween. Jase was Buzz Light Year. Dustin was Woody (big, big surprise). Jaxon was squeaker. I was Little Ho Peep...I mean, Little Bo Peep. Can you believe what a little bit of breast feeding can do for your figure! The other picture was all the cousins (except Neeley the chicken) dressed up for the occassion. It was a fun night...our last fun night before the sick bug hit our house. The Whittaker family was pretty much sick all November w/ at least four trips to the pediatrician. Jaxon had an ear infection and Jase had a throat infection. After three different antibiotics, I think we are finally on the road to recovery. If having the kids sick weren't bad enough, Dustin got the flu over Thanksgiving. It made a sissy out of him. By Thanksgiving night he was feeling good enough to have our own little Thanksgiving dinner...the last holiday in our house as we sold it and should close around the 14th of December. So thus starts a new adventure...house building. I guess I'll be posting a blog in about another six months...ha ha ha

THE GOOD CHOICE CHART

Big shocker, another two post blog night! Just had to get a quick word in for the "Good Choice Chart." Jase will do almost anything for a sticker. He's bringing in the stickers for eating all his breakfast, lunch, and dinner. He's quite the eater. The "Being Nice" and "Listening" categories are lagging behind, but what can I expect from a 2 year old. Another category, the "Potty," is a most sticker contender. Jase is obsessed with his poop. Is it big? Is it colored? Has both mom and dad seen it? I'm not compaining. How could I? My 2 year old is potty trained.

Yup, I'm so proud of him. He's been an awesome big brother, always checking on Jaxon and laying next to him to talk and hold his hand. It's so sweet. I was quite worried when we brought Jaxon home...totally afraid that Jase would go into a jealous rage. But it's been the opposite. I'm hoping they'll be the best of friends. I've learned (in my old age) that sisters and brothers are your friends forever.

Anyway, the "Good Choice Chart" was a "Good Choice" on my part. It's been a huge help for my little guy and an even bigger help for his mama!

STILL ALIVE

So, I'm in big trouble from a fellow blogger (Natalie) because I have been slacking in the writing area. Okay, so I haven't posted in a month. It must mean my life is either really exciting or really boring. Right now I'm not sure which. Today was just a relaxing day. The boys have been super sick since Halloween. We've been into the doctor's twice...one time for an allergic reaction to medication--YUCK :( So it has been nice to do nothing and not deal with fevers, puking, sore throats, and crying. But I'd deal w/ any of this just for the privilege of being a mother. I love my boys! And who wouldn't? They are as cute as they get.

We got an offer on the house and have been negotiating price. I am hoping that this will go through as we are ready to start building. It is perfect timing as my husband has winters off (as long as it doesn't snow).

The big outing of the day was Dustin's basketball game. Jase was so exciting to go watch his daddy but a little disappointed that he didn't get to shoot the ball. We followed with dinner and now we're just hanging out watching our "calm down, getting ready for bed" movie. This blog might not seem like it's going anywhere, but I guess the theme of the night is "GRATITUDE." I'm just thankful for my family and my normal life and my enormous blessings. I don't deserve what I have, but I'm glad I have it!

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Had to post this picture. It's Jaxon and Kendra. I'm pretty sure they will be kissing cousins. Kendra is my little sister's first baby. She's such a lucky girl to get such an awesome mom...and her dad ain't bad either :)