The Houston's Home: I curled my hair for this?

Wednesday, May 22, 2013

I curled my hair for this?

We had the great opportunity to go to a Bees baseball game tonight. Here's the thing, something inside of me wants to make it sound like the game was a wonderful family experience, but then I remember that I'm trying to be "real". So, I can not tell a lie... The night actually kind of sucked. I mean there were some ok parts, but I'm pretty sure I don't want a do over. It all started when Mr. Houston came home from work. We both got a little grouchy at each other.... GASPS... yes even us perfectly married people know how to get into a fight :). Now there are 3 sides to a fight ya know (mine,mine,and mine) so luckily I'm writing this so you can get the correct info... I was mad that no one noticed what a lovely clean home I had provided for them to come home to. I mean hello I vacuumed AND mopped. Also, people, I had taken a crazy amount of time to curl my hair. You may not think that last part is anything to complain about, but if you had my hair you would understand my misery. I can't remember the last time I curled my hair because it takes FOREVER. Today I had started the tedious processes of getting my hair to curl for the eyes of my Mr. Houston, but since he didn't even notice, I'm changing my mind... I curled it specifically for The Bees. That's right Utah Baseball I curled my hair for you. Also, just to be fair, apparently Mr. Houston had had a bad day at work and I was not being empathetic. Anywhooo, so we weren't communicating our FEELINGS. Off to the baseball game we went with kids in tow. Parking was crazy, the wind was crazy, someone was sitting in our seats, the kids kept complaining that it was "SO boring". Luckily my Mr. Houston bought those complaining kids some cotton candy and then it became the best night ever for them. The Bees were playing horribly. Hello Bees didn't you hear I curled my hair for you? You all could have tried harder in my opinion. Well at least we got to ride the little train around the baseball field. But seriously did I really curl my hair for all of this? Next time it will be a hat day.

P.S.
I feel a little bit bad about complaining about my husband. I love you Mr. Houston. You are a good guy, but come on please notice the hair... It's way more important than noticing if I vacuumed. Let this just be a reminder for all you good guys out there. When a woman does something different with her hair-notice, or just try to notice.

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Out Of The Mouth of My Kids

On Easter this year Will had his easter basket full of the little plastic eggs when he accidentally tripped and dropped his basket. When he dropped his basket the plastic egss broke open to reveal the candy inside. Will, in the most excited voice I've ever heard him use said "The eggs open!!!!!!" He couldn't believe there was candy inside- it was the coolest thing to him!
(Easter 2009)

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(Winter 2009)

I was playing with Will one day. He was pretending to be a robot, so I decided to be a robot too, but he said:
"no you can't be a robot you are a princess"
I said:
"what do princesses do?"
He said:
"they just dance"
(Winter 2009)

We drove by a horse pasture the other day and Claire said:
"I really want a horse. If you don't get me a horse mom I will fire you... ... I mean I will fire Daddy!"
(Winter 2009)

We were talking about where we should go out for dinner one night and Shawn mentioned a new Terriakyi Sushi place. Claire got very excited and said, "Yes! Sushi! Shushi! Please! Please! Please! I love Sushi!" We soon found out she meant a Slushee (like a fruit drink) not Sushi. She does not like Sushi.

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"I love youuuuuuuuu. You are my frieeeeend because you love to play with meeeeeee and you love to go outside with meeee. I love YOUUUUUU!"
She repeated this over and over and Will just sat there listening seeming to know the song was just for him. I will have to show her this when she is mad at her brother for playing with her "stuff". (Summer 2008)

Claire: "Mom, when I stretch my nose up my nostrils look like bunny ears." (Spring 2008)

Claire had a cough one morning. When she woke up she said:
"My voice is crooked" (Winter 2008)

Claire toes aren't just toes. They are "Weeny Toes" because they are so small compared to everything else. (Winter 2008)

Claire: "Mom, don't step on the cracks or you will get boy slime." (Spring 2008)

Claire (in disgust after we had a carpenter ant problem): "Why did Heavenly Father have to make ants on the Earth?" (Summer 2008)

Claire: "I want to be a cowgirl and a mama when I grow up, and I will have 6 babies and they will all be girls." (2008)

Claire (smiling): "Mom, I can't stand it, I'm so NERVOUS for Christmas" I asked why she was "nervous" and she explains how she can't wait to see what Santa brings for her. I finally figured out that she meant excited not nervous and couldn't wait for Chritmas . (Winter 2007)