Putting the 'Special" in special ed

So TC told me that I need to document more of my random moments in my life...here you go.
Sitting in class and a kid raises his hand,
"Ms. Koford, you know how birth control prevents you from having kids?"
"Yep." I reply, wondering how in the pee pee these things jump in their heads when I am just trying to teach them how to simplify fractions.
"So are their pills to GET you pregnant?"
"Kinda, if you need help there are things that doctors can do to help you." I tentativly reply, knowing full well that any day now I will be fired for discussing these types of things like faking drug test peeing, kids having sex in the bathrooms, and my ever reminding them that they are lame or going to hell.
"Can you get some for my girlfriend." He askes....honestly, he did. Like I have my PHD as well and am going to give his girlfriend who to put it bluntly....should NEVER have children....EVER!
"Nope." I reply.
"Why?"
This is where I want to throw things at him but since my dad is still recovering and I am the only batting machine our team has, I am alas too sore to waste my energy on him.
I sigh and tell him that babies are hard. Maybe he should just go steal one.
Teaching is fun.

My new 'Toy'

Ron is a very good saver. He is so wonderful and not buying anything so that we can have the house we have always dreamed of. I however am not so great at that. I like to buy. I like to own things. In my defence, he is not very good at telling me no.
So lets be honest about something. I am a fat girl. I am trying to embrace it like Tyra tells me to, but I simply cant! I miss my only semi flabby body. I miss being able to wear my favorite pants without a 'muffin top' which only reminds me that I would like to eat a muffin top.

Anyway, so my friend Cynthia told me about a sale that Sportsman's Warehouse was having on their strollers....so I just wanted to go look. Needless to say we rolled out of the store with my new toy.

Then came the fun part. I strapped Addi in and after about 5 minutes she had her fill. She kept leaning over the side so she could see me to show me she was not having as much fun as I was. Sigh. So should I just torture her and make her suffer through the fun of running so her mom can claim back her body, or just sit on the floor eating chex mix all day?

I will keep you updated on our progress.

Where to begin...

I was so excited for Valentines day. Me and Addi even made her Daddy a video because we had no idea what to get the guy. She knew what he would want, she just didnt want to co-opperate! she was so tired and really didnt like my idea of fun, but after about eight shots where I kept cutting off our heads, this is the best we got.

On the morning of the big day, we got a phone call from my mom who told us that she and my dad were at the hospital. Happy Valentines day mom and dad! I got up there as soon as I could, but not until my sweet husband had given me my Valentine, a new baby bag/back pack, 6 different kinds of cheese, hummus, cool crackers, my favorite kind of juice (Green Machine) and some beautiful orangeish roses. Such a good man he is! He knows me so well.

Anyway, to the hospital I went for some of the scariest days ever. The poor guy was in so much pain in his tummy and they couldnt seem to get rid of it! It was so hard to see him in this much pain and to not be able to take it all away. The first two days passed in a tear filled blur. My mom and brothers were all so devoted to him and stayed by his bed until they were kicked out each day. I did my best to stay with them, but Addi was not allowed anywhere near him so we had to take turns playing with her in the waiting room. But what a little trooper she was! I even think it is getting to the point where she likes the hospital even more than home! They have fun toys like wheel chairs that people can wheel her around in and the obsticals that she has to climb on are simply wonderful! Also, she helped us all stay a little more sane. My brother Brett even mentioned that she saved him quite a few times. Finally the doctor (who will not win Bed-Side-Manner-of-the-Year) decided to operate to see what the problem was. They soon came out saying that he had a 2 1/2 food section of his small intestine that had died that they needed to remove. Alas it is out and my dad is now trying to get back to his old onery self. He is still at the hospital, and it is still the last place that he wants to be, but we are all so very thankful to still have him that we will take anything we can get.

Sometimes I think that Heavenly Father needs to remind us how important that family is. I have seen how my family reacts in time of need and have been nothing short of amazed. I am so lucky to have all of them and I know without a doubt that if any of us ever needed anything none of us will have to worry. Thank you for any prayers and wishes that you send his way.

Tag about my husbie!

Here I am yet tagged again, but since it is almost V-day, I guess it is time to show how much I love my husbie, at least until he leaves his laundry on the floor and puts full cups of coke on the floor for our baby to spill...until then, I love him so much!)

What is his name? Ronald Neil Koford

How long have you been married? 4 and a half years

Who long did you date? 12 months...almost exactly

How old is he? 33

Who eats more sweets? Ronny. I yell...he ignores. My weakness is salty stuff. And cheese.

Who said I love you first? Me! Good old Fazolies! They brought more breadsticks and it just slipped out!

Who is taller? Ron....unless I am wearing heels, then it is about even.

Who can sing better? I am so good. Seriously, if you want a Rock Band (the game) singer, call me!

Who is smarter? He loves math, he watches the history channel non stop, and he is a fountain of knowledge, useless and usefull alike.

Who does the laundry? Me....sometimes.

Who pays the bills? Ron. He is the money man.

Who sleeps on the right side of the bed? Ron....Kinda. With Addi on one side and the poodle at my calf, I dont consider me even on the bed. Plus, sometimes we lay sideways.

Who mows the lawn? The cool people at the HOA

Who cooks dinner? Cook? I try to offer up one meal a week. He will say that is a lie, but I do, once a week.

Who drives? Him, I get lost easy.

Who is more stubborn? Him. I am an easy going wonderful lady.

Who kissed who first? I think I attacked him! First date (slut) first outside, then in his parents kitchen. It was magic!

Who asked who out first? After I called him a 28 year old chicken, he alais made the call! Good boy! We went golfing...I won.

Who proposed? Ron! It was the night before a double header at BYU. He came to Provo and told me to get in the car (a cool rented Caddy) and that we were going to Vegas. I protested, reminding him that I had a game the next day and I couldnt go! He insisted that he would get me back in time. So we drove down, went to an amazing dinner at Olives that looks over the fountains and then he took me up in the Eiffle Tower.
"I finally know what I want for my birthday." He said.
"Thats too bad, I already got you sandles." stupid me.
"I want you for my wife!." He replied.
Tears.

Who has more siblings? Me

Who wears the pants? Ron only wears shorts.

Alright, these people need to spill!
Lisa, Lauren...Tice told you I would, Megann, Lori, Laura, and McKelle

Snow bunny

So it is basically Antartica here. Why do I love Utah again???? Why didnt my parents chose to raise us in Arizona (sigh, Tice) or California, or freakin Barbados? Anyway, I thought it was still important to have my little lady know what her first winter looked like, so I drug her out into the madness. She no likie cold either! The first thing she did was stick her sweet hand in the giant iceburg and shoved it in her mouth! Then she realized both her hand and now her mouth were frozen and she realized what mommy means when she curses the snow. What if her first phrase is 'effing snow'?? I am a bad mommy! But she is stinkin cute!

Summer, oh how I miss you!

Something to do...

This was on my friends site, may as well play along. Kisses to everyone!

Only rule: you have to answer with ONE word.

1. Where is your mobile phone? bag
2. Relationship? Wonderful
3. Your hair? brown
4. Work? sigh
5. Your sister(s)? none
6. Your favorite thing? family
7. Your dream last night? weird
8. Your favorite drink? coke...sigh
9. Your dream car? free
10. The room you're in? school
11. Your shoes? boots
12. Your fears? sucking
13. What do you want to be in 10 years? stable
14. Who did you hang out with last weekend? Family
15. What are you not good at? denying
16. Muffin? chocolate
17. Wish list item? home
18. Where you grew up? Utah
19. The last thing you did? math
20. What are you wearing? sweater
21. What are you not wearing? frown
22. Your pet? insane
23. Your computer? schools
24. Your life? Blessed
25. Your mood? chilled
26. Missing? Addi
27. What are you thinking about? food (trying to lose weight....so hungry)
28. Your car? Liberty
29. Your kitchen? messy
30. Your summer? missed
31. Your favorite color? Gold (and Black...go Roy!!)
32. Last time you laughed? Today
33. Last time you cried? Yesterday (yelled at dog, instantly felt bad, cried)
34. School? work
35. Love? Family

It's hard being a big sis

Once upon a time we were a family of three, Ron never wanted to admit it, but Macie was our first born and before we gave birth to Addi, she was our baby. We took her on exotic walks, gave her delicious food, and waited on the pooch hand and foot. I always thought that my feelings for her would never change. I thought I would always be excited to take her outside to go on bathroom walks and I never thought I would be angry at her cute little barks.

Then came Addi. The absolute love of our lives and suddenly everything changed. Yes, we still love you Macie, but things around here are getting absolutly ridiclous!


Why does she want to go off of a barking rampage when Addi finally goes to sleep? Why does she think Binkies are delicious and tries to find and hide my favorites only to devour them at a later date and make me sad? Why does she want to do the grossest thing and pluck the dirty diapers out of the grip of the garbage bin and...yes, use them as a midnight snack? She is just a little out of control. I know that she had her whole world ripped up and that everything she thought was hers now belongs to a tiny thing that loves to rip her tail off, but come on! She has to understand the totum pole here and that she would be the one to go because Addi is non transferable (when I say go I mean to my parents house, not anywhere that has demons or anything promise.) Anyway, this picture basically says it all...who is the baby around here?

For the LOVE of the game!

We had our first open gym for the 2008 Royal Softball season on Wednesday. My fingers as well as the rest of my body are finally at a point where they are not in too much pain to type or do the other necessary things in life.
But geez it was fun. Ever since Addison was born, I have had this crazy itch. Like I have gone long enough without it and I need it back now.
I even have dreams about it all. The first one, the BYU coach called and said that I needed to start the game on Friday. That my uniform was in the locker and I needed to play. Even in my dream I remember thinking "I have not picked up a ball in like a year and a half and they want me to start?"
The second dream was the U of U calling to say that they started a graduate program and they wanted me to come play again. They would even schedule my practices around Addi's naps. Am I crazy, or do I just miss it too much!
I dont even want to coach! When I went to the gym the other night, I was less concerned with what the girls could do as I was when I was going to get to throw. Finally they all left and I made one girl stay behind so I could pitch. Ya, a stupid 27 year old who had a baby 9 months ago (still needing to lose 9 months of pregnancy) and I was out there pitching like I played the next day.
Oh, it felt so good! Even though after the first pitch the pain in my arm was incredible; even though ever time I picked up Addi yesterday I let out a little wimper, it still was amazing!
Does it never leave? This feeling that I just want to strike out one more girl?
So here is my solution: I am forming a league! I want to start a league that has no age limit. Thats right, anyone can play! Just think of it, all us old folks that still think they have something to prove can come to Roy, Ut once a week and play. Come on, it will be cool! We can play and then sit around for the next hour talking about how many muscles we pulled. And I am NOT talking about slowpitch. I cant play that damn game. I was a pitcher for crying out loud, what is there for me in slowpitch! This will be the real thing! So fun! Do I have your support? If not, just remind me that I am 27, have an adorable baby and need to clean my house more than I need to 'clean house' with my quickly diminshing rise ball. Either way, thanks for listening to my lament about the game of the past. sigh.

Christmas...sigh.

I Heart Hats!

Winter has brought on a whole new level of fun for me and Addi....Hats. Boy do I love 'em! For example, the picture above, it was freezing outside and snowing (notice the blurry flakes falling) but I still had to don a hat on her cute little head and made her battle the elements. They are just so stinkin' cute!

These pics are of hat number two. Also sickeningly cute! Also, notice the adorable little dancing sheep on her shirt! I swear, I am going to cut out this sheep when she does not fit in it anymore and make a shirt for myself out of it. I will, and every one of you will be jealous!

Next we have the hat of the season, Mr. Nick hat. Now this was not Addi's favorite and it lasted about as long as it takes for someone to say a naughty word, but it was cute while it lasted.

She has some more hats, but the winter is still young everyone, and hats are always in fashion.

Laughing Addi

I just cant stand how cute she is! Dont mind me and my cute hair...I was just reading to her and she thought I was so funny (which I am!) Have a great day everyone!

Thanksgiving stuff!

I know I already did a Thanksgiving post but that had no pictures of our day so I thought I would write about what we actually did:

The day began with Ron and Addi taking me to a 5 mile race (when I say 'race' I really mean that I was running along side the old ladies, ok, the SLOW old ladies that had not already passed me! And a group of annoying little high school chicks that would walk up every hill and tick me off but sprint down the hills to pass me...I hated them and secretly wished they would get shin splints or side aches or something!) Anyway, I wanted to run the race so bad so I would not have all the guilt sitting down for two glorious dinners. I usually have an awesome running partner to help me get though the runs, but she was sick so I had to hoof it solo. So there I was, happily shuffling my feet along the run when my Ipod quit! SO ANGRY! So now I only had the dumb high school girls to listen to and they had issues about some boy that texted them about another girl that she totally didn't like (is your mind numb yet...cause mine was!) But I finally finished and saw my wonderful husbie and baby and it made it all better!

Then it was time to feast! First we went to Ron's parents and ate good food, then went to my brothers house for the Flint feast and watched the Cowboys (Go Boys) win again!
Such a fun day! It is a little hard having a little girl now because usually we get to hang out all night, but Addi gets seriously angry at 7:30 and demands her bath and bed (aka, moms arms...yes still suck at this)

Anyway, Friday was fun! We all watched Meet the Robinsons (cute if you haven't seen it) Then my wonderful mom demanded that she baby sit so me and Ron went out to play. We saw Dan in Real Life, (also very cute! I love that man!) then went to look for toys for Addi, if you have any suggestions for a 9 month old let me know! I want it all, Ron wants to just get her bubble wrap because she would probably like it just as much! We capped the night off with watching Knocked Up, it just re-established why people should not watch rated R movies because it kinda sucked. Unless you love pot and dropping the F bomb (which many people do and I am not judging) but if you don't, it really is not very good!

Anyway, great weekend, loved every minute of it! Happy Gobble yal!

So Thankful!

Happy Thanksgiving Everyone! Isn't it wonderful how lucky we all are! We all have roofs over our heads, family's that love us, husbies and babies and loved ones to hold, all sorts of wonderful friends, and I'm sure all our lists go on and on.

I am going to brag for a moment and say how thankful I feel for the things in my life:

Wow, what a year! I have a great little girl that thinks I am funny and wonderful and wants me to never leave her site. I have a husband that is so selfless and thoughtful that I can hardly stand it (unless I want him to clean, then he is a little selfish) I have a family that wants nothing more than to have Addi in their presence, I have a great job where I only have to be away from my baby for a few short hours ever other day and it gets me to appreciate her more and still feel like I am making a difference in the world of Roy.

I also want to brag about my cute friends, here are some of my favorite memories of you:

McKelle, I love you! I am lucky that I have a family member that I not only like to see, but I cherish the time we have together! I cant wait till we can force our daughters to be good friends like us. I remember when I stayed down at your house over Christmas break one year and we would turn the sound off the TV and make up our own voices for everyone...laughed so hard!

Tice: You saved me so many times! Times when I would take myself too seriously or when I needed to just vent you were there. I could not have gotten through many times with out you! I remember lots about that great year up in the iceland, I remember how you would pull up on my emergency break at ever vicious turn. I remember when we got back from our LONG trip to Courd-a-lane (sp?) and you made me laugh so hard I literally pee-ed my pants while standing in our kitchen! I also remember the 20 taco night! SO fun!

Jennica: I only wish we would have had more together! You were such a rock for me. Never drama, never tense, you just always made me feel good! Remember the night you made me the most delicious fried rice ever? Still crave it! I also remember how I would love to play with that cool skin thing on your neck (sounds creepy, but that is what we were!)


Milli: You have always held a special place in my heart. You felt like the younger sister that I never had. Well, more like a twin because when I was around you, I felt like I could be 12 again! I loved our runs more that you could ever know. I loved talking to you, listening to you, and I always secretly hoped that no one else would wake up so it would just be me and you hitting the pavement. You made the bench pretty fun that year and you kept me laughing about crazy legs and the love of coaching lesbians.

Lauren: I used to love looking into your eyes when you were catching me, it was so fun to see your mix of determination and encouragement. I also loved when I got to be your roommate! Do you remember the time that we went through like 2 packages of Mini Eggs just us sitting in our room! I was so sick! I also loved to covet your shoes (I still think about those animal print Steve Maddens!)

Myr: Wow, we had some good times together! We had to lean on each other so that Stocking wouldn't drive us both too crazy! I remember all the long hours we spent in that training room together getting our poor arms worked on! I know I will never be the same. You were the one person that made me work harder than anyone else and I am so thankful for that.

Laura: I may not have loved the job, but I know that Heavenly Father put me at Mt. Ogden Eye Center so we could hang out and become good friends. I learned so much about patience, love, perseverance and strength from you. You are simply amazing and I look up to you more than you could ever know.

I think that is all of my Blog buddies! I love you all and am so very thankful! Now go eat some turkey!

I need help!

Since most of you out there are my former (tear) softball buddies, I need help! I need some catchy little phrase to put on our t-shirts this year and I am out of ideas! Let me know what you think. Otherwise they may end up with a big t-shirt with "Go Roy" on it. This is lacking a little too much enthusiasm for me. So please all far and wide, help me!

All night long!

Do you all remember that song, "All night long (all night, all night) All night long!" Well if you remember it, just think of it during this post....

She did it, she is really a big girl now. We put her to bed at 8:00 like normal, and suddenly my alarm was going off and my baby was not in bed with me! First of all, I was shocked and bewildered, and then I was thrilled that she finally did it....then I was a little sad, she is getting so big.

Now this was not some random luck thing. It had taken quite a lot of will power and work to get this to happen. I, being a bad mom, was used to letting my baby sleep in her bassenett and then when she got sick of it, she would come sleep with me...I kinda liked it. But then she got big and she started taking up too much room and it was about the time that it was my husbie, the dog and her on the bed, and me on the floor that I realized there may be a problem. So when her room was finally in order and she was in her crib I decided enough was enough. It was three nights of hour and a half screaming until finally she gave in before sleeping happened for longer stretches. During those nights, I would stay up, right by her door, sometimes in her room sitting on the floor so she wouldnt see me. Other times I cleaned the bathroom or read from all the child rearing books I have to give me strengh. Anyway, it must have worked, even though I hate thinking what is going through her head...something like "Well, I guess my mom has completly abondoned me and I am in this alone with you furry pocka dot puppy, I can only rely on you now."

Still, it is quite an accomplishment, and I am so proud of her. I miss her, but it is also nice to roll freely and not worry about crushing her.