52 Weeks to a 96 Hour Kit

I had a couple of people ask me to compile this stuff into one document for their perusing pleasure, and it's done. That's probably a good thing since I've apparently given up on posting it for now. I fully intend to finish posting it, I just haven't had much time to keep up with it. So if you would like a copy of what I've put together and you hadn't already asked for it, please email me at twoandthreebees at gmail dot com and I will send it your way.

A Daily Exchange

Dad: Mason, what does a crocodile say?

Mason: Snap (giggle). Snap that monkey right outta the tree!

Dad (to mom): What?

Mom: It's a song. You know, three little monkeys swinging in a tree... along comes the crocodile, quiet as can be... the first monkey says "You can't catch me!".. and SNAP that monkey right outta the tree.

Dad: Well that's morbid.

Mom: (shrug) Hey, the last monkey lives. What are you gonna do?

Timeouts

The Utah Grizzlies hosted and NHL Exhibition game last Sunday, and of course Alan's whole family was dying to go. Mason has attended the charity game Alan plays in annually, but he has never been to a real, live hockey game. I was a little nervous about how this would go, but willing to play along since Grandma, Grandpa, and both uncles would be there; Mason is always so much happier with that kind of a group!

It was the San Jose Sharks vs. the LA Kings. Anyone who knows much about hockey (I was quickly filled in) knows that San Jose's roster is solid but LA is still trying to figure out who their team should be. Naturally, we were rooting for San Jose..with the exception of Alan who genetically can't root for the same team his youngest brother, Kyle, roots for. He said he wanted to try, but he just couldn't do it.

Well, as we arrived, Uncle Paul bought Mason a wooden replica hockey stick. Mason loves it and for the past few days has been confused about what he should hit with it. Fortunately, he only smacked anyone in the face with it a couple of times at the game and never since then. Thanks, Paul!

Mason sat in the spare seat next to me and watched the game for a few minutes. It happened to coincide with a San Jose player getting sent to the penalty box for interference. Since Mason is so interested in what's actually going on during the game, I tried to think of a way to explain a penalty for him. Finally, it came out something like this: "Mason, do you see that man over there on the other side of the ice sitting inside the box? He got put in time out for getting in another player's way."

I didn't see the humor in it until the four people (none of whom we knew, by the way) within earshot started laughing. But sure enough, every time someone went to the box, Mason was all over it: "He got put in time out. He was naughty!"

Also, I didn't think cameras were allowed inside the rink, so I didn't take mine. Imagine my surprise when the girl in front of me started taking pictures of the game with both her camera AND her cell phone. Instead, I borrowed cheesy graphics and a picture from the Grizzlies website. I know this is probably totally illegal but I linked it to their site and I'm giving them credit, so that counts for something, right?

This has increased Mason's desire to play hockey even more. I told him only "big boys" can go to skating lessons, and we know what big boys have to do first.... any chance this will encourage him to potty train? Stay tuned!

Care to join me?

For y'all who live here locally and are interested, I want to put together an order of dirt cheap hair stuff from Salon Savings. The catch is, they are based on the other side of the country and shipping is not dirt cheap unless your order totals $65 or more, which mine does not. So...if you would like to order anything from them and want to help me get on the free shipping bandwagon (and be included yourself), let me know via email (twoandthreebees at gmail dot com.) I'm totally out of shampoo and there was an incident with Mason dumping my conditioner out (he was so proud he could get the lid off the bottle himself), so I would like to place the order by the end of the week. Thanks much!

Vote!

More than ever, we are facing hundreds of important dilemmas with the upcoming elections. More than ever, it is so important that we vote. I have voted every year I could since I turned 18 and I will continue to. It may not be pretty- Alan and I don't always agree and the debates around our house can get heated. My dad and I refuse to talk politics at all because we are polar opposites. But you know what matters more than that? Feeling like I did something important. People, especially women, fought very hard for me to have the right to vote; (If you haven't seen that email, I hope you do!); feeling like I did something that might give my son a more secure future.

If you aren't registered to vote, please do so. You can follow the link on the video, or just click here: http://www.maps.google.com/vote . Put in your home address and it will let you know what all the time limits are for you to register. I believe, by now, you have to register in person in the state of Utah. I know we are all sick of politics, sick of hearing debates and the elections, but this stuff is important--pay attention to it. We're picking a leader for almost the next decade, and do we really want to end up worse off than we are now?

I will say it to anyone in person--it is so important that you vote. You can do it in person or by mail. Just do it! Otherwise, you have no license to complain about our leadership in the next four to eight years.

Wordless Wednesday: Milkshake Mustache

Mason got to try a banana protein shake yesterday morning and he liked it so much this is how his face looked. And gee, he doesn't look like his dad at all, does he? For more Wordless Wednesdays, check out 5 Minutes for Mom.