It Once Was Lost, But Now Is Found

Back on August 30th, Kyle went to a ReAL Salt Lake soccer game with Matt.  RIGHT BEFORE they were about to back out of the garage, Kyle made a last minute decision NOT to take his iPod with him to the game.  So, he ran back into the house, and put it........somewhere.
That somewhere has been a mystery ever since.
He absolutely cannot remember where he put it down.
I've tried to mentally and physically walk him through that evening of the soccer game, and there's just NO RECALL.

So, if you can't recollect, you just have to start looking and looking, and searching and searching - EVERYWHERE.
He looked in his bedroom - through every drawer, on every shelf in his closet, and under his bed.
He looked through his locker in the mudroom - and then everyone else's, too.  (Much to his sisters' dismay.)
He looked between and under all the couch cushions.
He looked through all his pants pockets - and through all his dad's pants pockets.
We figured it got mixed up in the play room somehow, and then thrown in one of our many toy buckets when someone was cleaning up - so he started going through every toy bin and drawer - NO LUCK.
He looked all through the garage just in case he never really made it into the house all the way and set it down out there instead.
HECK, I even had him look in the spice cupboard.....because once, when I was first married, I could not find my keys for hours (I was stuck at my parents' and couldn't go home that night).  And THEN I found them in their spice cupboard the next morning!  But, unfortunately, this time his iPod was not amongst our nutmeg and garlic powder.

{sigh}

This was REALLY BAD timing for him to lose his iPod, because, lately, he and I have been trying to give a "sales pitch" to his dad about how Kyle should get his own cell phone now.  Matt has been dragging his feet because he hasn't been sure if he is ready/mature/responsible enough for that yet.  Losing this was a humongous "Case in Point" that was NOT in his favor!  ;)

He had started to face the cold, harsh reality that maybe it was gone for good (accidentally thrown in the garbage can?)

THEN, today (29 days AFTER it went missing), I got out one of my cookbooks to make some rolls for Sunday dinner.  I was flipping through the pages to find the recipe, and I come upon THIS:

THERE WAS KYLE'S iPOD RIGHT INSIDE THE COOKBOOK!!!

I started chanting/screaming, "Oh My Word!  Oh My Word!"

Matt thought something was terribly wrong with me, and came over to investigate......and TA DA there it was!

Now I remember, I was making Stir-Fried Rice for dinner that [Aug. 30th] night and I had the cookbook open to that recipe on the counter beside my stovetop.

Kyle must've come into the house, after deciding he did not want to take his iPod to the soccer game, and just set it on the nearest counter top - which happened to have an open cookbook on it. (He obviously didn't even notice.)  And THEN whoever cleaned up and put away the cookbook later on, just shut it not paying attention, iPod in there and all, and put it back on the cookbook shelf.  Not to be disturbed again until Sunday.

WHO WOULD'VE GUESSED?!?

Kyle was out doing fast offerings at the time, so he wasn't even home for the discovery, but I made him watch me flip through the pages of the cookbook when he returned (he thought I was odd, but what else is new?) and THEN when I came to the Stir-Fried Rice page, HE COULDN'T BELIEVE HIS EYES!  (He was so glad!)  But, it was deader than a doorknob, and he couldn't use it until charging it for a while anyway.

So, the moral of the story:  If you've ever lost something, in addition to looking in the spice cupboard, it might be good to also check out your cookbooks!  ;)

And the verdict is still out as to whether Matt will agree to letting Kyle have a cell phone!

Even At My Age...

I STILL don't understand teenage boys!

I sure didn't when I was a teenager, myself, but I thought it might come as I "matured."

Nope.

CASE IN POINT:

Just yesterday, Ryan wanted to go to the High School girls' soccer game, but I told him he had to fold the newspapers (from the boys' paper route) FIRST.

Well.....he'd kind of already made the plans, including getting a ride, BEFORE he had asked permission from me.

So, his ride was already on his way at this point, estimated to be at our home in 2 minutes by the time he'd asked if he could go....but I still told him he had to do his job first.

Pretty soon, we hear a honk out in front of our house, signaling his ride is here, BUT he's not done with his little "job" so he can't leave, yet.

So, you know what he does?  

He tells Miss B (his 5 yr old little sister) to go out there and tell his friend he is "on the potty."

{But, of course, she is too embarrassed and won't do it}

I told him to just text his friend that he has to do a job and then he'll be out shortly.

He says, "No."

After making his friend wait a while longer, his friend calls to see where the heck he is....

And Ryan, instead of taking my advise on what to say, tells him, "Just a sec, I'm just finishing up some business in the bathroom, OK?"

Now WHY IN THE WORLD would you (anyone?) rather want your peeps to know, or think....or get the visual of you pooping on the toilet, and taking a long time doing it, instead of them just knowing what you are REALLY doing (a household chore)?

Seriously.

I'm just left shaking my head.  I can't make any sense out of it.

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And you can probably only imagine where I got with my only-kiss-a-girl-if-it-means-something-not-just-for-fun lecture discussion I tried to have with him recently, too.  I vowed to teach my sons this concept, but he couldn't comprehend the logic in it.

Third Time's the Charm

Matt & I FINALLY made it on our "real" vacation this year....on our 3rd try.
{definition of "real" = not work related, no kids, no cell phone/connectivity, no rigid schedule, no cooking/cleaning and includes sleep, relaxing, lounging, reading, leisure, recuperating, clothing optional (did I say that?), play, laughing, massage, walks on the beach, and service with a smile.} 

After our failed attempt in February.

And after our forced cancellation in April due to a debilitating injury Matt had.

ALTHOUGH, it almost looked like we wouldn't make it on THIS vacation either, when at 3:40 p.m. on the day we were supposed to fly out, (we planned to leave at 9:25 p.m.) we got a phone call from our babysitter having to cancel!
A HUGE THANKS to Mike and Mandy and Dean and Jennifer who all insisted we couldn't cancel our vacation - it was our 19th Anniversary, after all, AND I had chopped 15 inches off my hair in anticipation of Cancun's humidity - so we pieced enough coverage together between them all to still be able to go at the last minute.

Here's the Photo Story of Cancun 2013:

We kept seeing a lot of the same people throughout our stay....and me, always the people watcher, took notice of them.  Matt did too, and we started to name them, and then when we'd see someone, we'd inform the other, "There's cardinal lady" or whatever...

We shared our vacation with:

"My brother, Mike"
"My sister, Beeb"
"Catherine Zeta-Jones"
"Sleepy guy at the bar"
"The decoy couple"
"Red bikini flasher"
"Medusa man"
"The Illinois groupies"
"The bingo girl"
"Tall, skinny couple"
"The shuttle peeps"
"All the single ladies"
"Jennifer Gee" (a girl I went to Elementary & Jr. High with who now happens to be my sister in law's sister in law!)
"Shauna Bushey" (someone from Farmington)
"Twice his wife's age guy"
"The teenagers" (it was an adults only resort, how did they get in?!?)
"The Odd couple"
"The pink shirt guy's wife"
"70's feathered hair"
"The reverse polygamist"

What "characters" they were!

Now, I wonder?  Did others "name" Matt & I, as well, unbeknownst to us?  Nicholas Cage and Bonnie Hunt perhaps?  ;)

{circa 2007.  Matt was asked to play Nicholas Cage in a "Hollywood Squares" game/adult party we had at our church.}

Four Words Can Change Your Life

Several months back, after an annual exam, the Dr. ordered Haylee to have a "Bone Age Test" due to her VERY small size (height AND width) for her age.  Those results came back with the data that she is the size of an 8 year, 10 month old.....

EXCEPT IN TRUE LIFE, SHE IS 11 YEARS OLD.

So, that led to some blood work.  Some of the "conditions" they tested for came back positive.

So, that led us to Same Day Surgery at Primary Children's Hospital for an Esophagogastroduodenoscopy with biopsies.
(Try to say THAT three times!  Heck!  Try to even get through it one time!)

It is confirmed, I was told....

"She Has Celiac Disease." 

So, that led us to meeting with a dietician.

We were told this means a gluten-free diet for life.

"Good News!" the G.I. doctor told me, "She can eat ALL the meat, eggs, fruits, and vegetables SHE WANTS!"

Obviously, the doctor does not know my daughter.  Because what that means is that she will be eating exactly NOTHING!!!  She doesn't WANT to have anything to do with that list of foods she just rambled off in the name of "good news."

We've often referred to Haylee's diet as an "ALL CARB DIET."
I have made mentioned of it before on this blog o' mine:
Seven Is Heaven 
(I listed her 7 favorite foods back then.  Now:  Oreos - OUT, Ramen Noodles - OUT, rolls - OUT, Cookies 'n' Cream ice cream - OUT, Nacho Cheese Doritos - OUT, French Toast - OUT)
Some Sad News
(What are we going to do about one of her favorite restaurants? - they are famous for their ENORMOUS Cinnamon Rolls and Scones!)

Are You Sure We Share the Same Genetics?
(Explaining her "all carb diet")

This diagnosis explains WHY she is such a "pip squeak"......her body absorbs NO nutrients.
(not that there's that many nutrients in rolls and scones and rolls and bread and rolls and cookies and rolls and doughnuts, but still.....a normal person would be a big FATTY from eating those things!)

So, she can't eat what she likes.
And she won't/doesn't dare eat what she can.

So, I don't know what to do.

This changes everything.....and I don't like it!

And now they want all her first degree relatives (Me, Matt, and the rest of my children) to get tested because it's highly genetic - 20% chance that one/some of us have it, too vs. the 1% of the general population.

NO ONE wants to go be tested.  How long can we put this off?!?

YES.  It's because WE CAN'T HANDLE THE TRUTH!!!