Today has to be a productive day- because yesterday was not! At all. My list of accomplishments for yesterday was pitifully small. I spent most of the day lounging around and reading magazines. I did find some fun looking recipes though, which justifies my laziness. :)

The boys are home this week and next for spring break! But honestly, could this be any more miserable weather for SPRING? I feel badly for the boys. They want to be outside playing basketball all day, but instead they are stuck in the house, bored to death. Preston spent the day yesterday trying to learn 'Bella's Lullaby' on the piano. I'm not sure why he wants to play that song- there must be a girl that would be impressed by it- but he seems pretty committed. Spence went with a friend to do baptisms at the Timpanogos temple. Brig and Clayton sat around the house and drove each other, and me, crazy!! We're heading down to So. California next week, so at least that gets them out of here and into better weather for half of their break.

Will and I have watched a few movies this week. Nothing good. We sat through Quantum of Solace last night- it didn't impress either of us. Sunday night we watched The Duchess- we both agreed it was very depressing and a little disturbing. Our next movie is Australia. But I never heard great things about that one either. Anyone see anything lately that was really good?

not at all what i was going to blog about

Tonight was supposed to be a crappy night. It started with a crappy day, which really started with a crappy LAST night. Our hour long Monday night meeting turned into a 3 hour meeting. We got home late and found crying toddlers, older kids with unfinished homework, and a really messy house. We went to bed late, but sleep never really happened because both Quince and Linc are struggling with really bad coughs- which are ALWAYS worse at night. (why is that?) This morning I called and got them appointments to see the Dr.- which took over two hours. Then I dragged sick kids around to do errands because I had things I HAD to get (for Preston's science project, which has to be turned in at BYU tomorrow) so they had to come with me. And everyone knows that taking sick, sleeping kids and pulling them in and out of car seats for a few hours = F. U. N.

I picked the kids up from school, got the mail, and found another exciting letter from our insurance denying the claim for Brig's awesome 'teeth' incident from last year. So I started the ritual phone calls, which I do every month, and got the same answers after waiting on hold for over an hour. (no joke.) They'll take care of it and they're really sorry for all of the trouble.... and they'll tell me the same thing when I call in next month. By now I'm in a really awesome mood.

Then Will informs me that Brig has tickets to the Jazz game tonight and he'll be taking him- which means they won't get home until late and I'll get to try to get the meds down the two little boys by myself, assist Spence with a paper that's due tomorrow, and all of the greatness that comes with nighttime at our home. I was seriously about to have my own little meltdown. I left for the store to get the prescriptions filled and while we were gone they all decided that instead of going to the game, they'd stay home and watch it on TV- make shakes- and hang out together. Can I tell you how much better that sounded to me?

So tonight wasn't so bad at all. It was still H-E-doublehockeysticks getting Linc to take his medicine, but he did it. And it gets better: tomorrow I have a PTO meeting in the morning that I decided I'm going to skip out of, and my R.S. meeting got cancelled. So no plans for tomorrow. Woo Hoo!!

Clayton had a birthday! He turned 9 on Saturday. His party was yesterday, and my dad's birthday was today. We had everyone over here for dinner and games. I'm glad this weekend is behind us. It was a lot of work. It all turned out well though. It seems we've had so much going on lately- and it rarely eases up. We have less and less 'free' unstructured time. Especially on the weekends, when we should have the most. BUT...

This week will and I get to take a little break from it all and head down to St. George (which doesn't excite me at all) for a few days. I am so excited to sit in a bed and breakfast and just have NOTHING to do. I'll be alone, because Will has to go to the bar show (for attorneys) and kind of hang there for a good portion of the day, but I'm totally cool with it. We'll have the mornings and evenings together- and the car ride there and back. So it's all good. I'm going to lay around and do nothing. Read, plan out some stuff we have coming up, just relax!! No babysitting for my neighbor, (who's been in calf. for almost a month) no breaking up fights between Linc and Quince, no kids in my bed..........I'm so excited! Even if it is only St. George.

I'm currently reading a book called Seeking Persephone, By Sarah M. Eden. Anyone heard of her? Formerly Sarah Miller. She wrote this book and several others, I guess. I have to honestly say- it isn't bad. Both Delana and my dad read it, and they both said it was pretty good. I'm not that far into it yet, but I'm impressed. Apparently she belongs to the group Midnight Writers, which Stephenie Meyer belonged to before she got big. I'll let you know what I think when I'm finished with it.

devil child

Remember how I said life has been more challenging since Lincoln 'gave up' the binky? Total understatement. The child is beyond miserable. Will and I are seriously at the end of our rope with him. I hit my limit in the middle of the night last night when he woke me up by pinching my face as hard as he could while crying out, "Quincey Wade Sharp! Give me back my spider man ball!!" He then started crying as I peeled his hands off my face, and continued to cry until Will finally got him to sleep in the family room. He's just mean. Intentionally. I'll ask him why he isn't being nice and kind and he'll tell me it's because he changed his mind- that he decided he doesn't want to be nice. The more I try to discipline him about it (time out, taking things away from him, offering rewards for being nice) the nastier he gets. This is a first for us. We have NO clue how to 'help' the situation.