Last Thursday

Last Thursday, I fell sucker to the pleas of our 9 year old chickeepoo, and consented to bring Jaguar the Cat to school for Show and Tell'. Not so sure that this was a good idea, I attached a leash to his collar, in the hopes that I'd more effectively be able to control the kitty while at the school, or at least wouldn't lose it. . . As luck would have it, naturally the little bugger hated that leash, and refused to move while so tethered. Also didn't like the car ride, I discovered on the way over, and certainly not the bulldog who happened to be out front with it's owner, waiting for school to be let out. At this point, Jaguar was pretty on edge, and sure didn't need to be pawed by 25 8/9 year olds in an unfamiliar environment. I was a little nervous to let them pet our kitty, as nervous as he was. . . To add insult to injury, when the kids were finally finished with him, and he'd found a nice cool spot behind a plastic drawer, I was forced to drag him right back out of there, in order to beat the rush, and get him back home. Tooth and nail does not accurately describe the protest exhibited by that 'feline fur-ball', as Eric likes to call him. I'm gonna go with his other favorite name: "Bad Luck on 4 Legs". When the final bell rang, I was disastrously still in the classroom, and just barely made it out, hurriedly, with Aleia in tow. . . just ahead of the rush. We did still encounter quite a few eager children on the way out, all of whom wanted to pet the kitty.

"Awww, so cute! Can I pet him?" was the request 50 x over. I had to keep repeating the same line: "Well, he's a bit nervous right now, (as he climbed up my shirt and clawed frantically at my neck), he might scratch you, and I wouldn't want anybody to get hurt. . ." complete with a big smile.

How do I get myself into these situations? It's unbelievable. That kid bats her eyes at me, and I melt and go along. . .

When, oh when, will I ever learn?! The next time somebody wants to bring a pet to school, it's either gonna be in a wire cage of some sort, with the door latched securely SHUT, or stuffed! : )

I Can Go The Distance!

When our son Clinton was maybe 6 or 7, his favorite movie was Hercules! He loved that show, and sang along with some of the songs as they came up. Well, more than sang. . . he performed! The little bugger got up and struck a pose, and belted it out like only a 7 year-old-boy can. . . It was so much fun to watch!

One song in particular he loved more than the others. . and that was: "I Can Go The Distance", sung by Hercules as he's heading off into the sunset to find his calling. It's darn near inspirational, especially when you hear it performed by your own child, with almost unflinching faith and optimism. : )

Sniff. How I wish we'd gotten that one on video. So adorable!

Twitter

Tweet, tweet! Sigh.

A few months ago, my brother Hyrum talked us into signing up for Twitter. This is the extent of my activity so far:

Amy Tanner Mason is mildly curious about this twitter thing. Bird like communication. . . What's the fascination? : )

Amy is twitterpated!

Amy says bring on the weekend!

Amy is all about Fresca!

Amy would like to get this show on the road!

Amy can't resist the fruity, fruity birthday cake!

Amy is cleaning the kitchen.

Amy is just not that excited about Power Rangers!

Amy is excited about Charlie's Lasik surgery tomorrow!

Amy is a big fan of Jason Chaffetz!

Amy is amazed that she actually got all the big kids out the door on time this morning!

Amy is twitterpated.

Amy is also ready for a good night's sleep!

Amy had fun with the kids at Skate Night!

http://tinyurl.com/az3cy6 Too funny. : )

Amy enjoyed her date with Glenn Beck and Jason Chaffetz!

Amy had great fun at the St. Patty's Day parade! : ) Disney on Ice and the wedding reception weren't bad either.

Amy can't believe it's snowing. I guess that whole 60 degree Spring thing last week was just a big TEASE!

Amy is blow-drying the stroller, and wondering why she signed up to teach this class. . . 

Amy thinks it's cool that Eric wants to be a wildlife photographer for National Geographic.

Amy just had to break into her own room again, after being locked out by the 2 year old. . .

Amy woke up to 6 inches of fresh powder and swirling snow. Lot's o' homework, no money for skiing, ha ha, April Fool's indeed!

Amy still needs a little Jane Austen.

Amy is still looking for her sea legs. . . Will I ever get a good night's sleep?

Amy is lovin' this weather!

Amy doesn't believe in Spanish. : )

Amy is convinced that the Pie Pizzeria will be her undoing.

Amy really likes the movie Spirit!

Weightier Matters

http://speeches.byu.edu/reader/reader.php?id=6647

This is a fantastic article by Dallin H. Oaks, addressing issues of our day. Very well put together.

Random Observations

Yesterday Aleia stayed home from school. I haven't really seen her in a week. She drew pictures and we made oatmeal cookies, I worked on some homework, and at lunch we picked Laena up from school and took her to the doctor. Turns out she has an ear infection, which would have been annoying at Prom. . . .

Last night, Charlie and I drove over to the mall, and walked around for a few minutes. We haven't been on a real date in a couple of weeks! Laena and Diego babysat. She put together a little picnic blanket pizza dinner there in the backyard. It was so cute! : ) Ah, the shenanigans of those crazy kids!

Charlie's been working out a lot lately, training for the marathon and half marathon later this summer. He's in fantastic shape, which means that I've gotta get it together and follow suit. I need to get back in the swing of things. It's so hard to find time to get over to the gym! But I really should face facts. . Easter is over, and summer is on it's way! Mama needs to synchronize her schedule, and get some exercise! Tommy's even caught the bug, and is working out hard with videos that Charlie brought home from work. He's way gung ho, drinking protein shakes for breakfast, reading up on martial arts. . . Go Tominator!

Eric's got a Track Meet today, out at Copper Hills. I hope one of us can make it! He's so cute in his black and blue track uniform! : ) And he's so disciplined, with the rabbit food, and the no dairy to speak of. . . The rest of us can only aspire to someday be in as great o' shape as Eric!