Best Husband in the world!

Sorry I've been lacking on the blogging...nothing new has been going on though. We finally got the evaporative cooler in. YEAH! (Thanks to Jon for that). The boys (and me too I suppose) have not been quite so cranky today...I suppose part of that has to do with the house not being so dang HOT! Well that and Jon taking the boys so I could sleep. I have the greatest husband in the world (I don't care what anyone else says...if you want to believe that your husband is better, I will let you think that...but I know the truth). ;) I think we need to work on our communication skills though. Last night Jon was finishing putting the cooler up, so after that was done he showed me how to hook up the new tractor for our water. Then I was getting tired so I decided that I would go and read my book while I waited for Jon to come to bed. Not long after I got into bed, Jon came down and said "I need to go shut the water off." but sounded to me like he wasn't ready to go to bed. So I told him to take his time, I didn't want him to feel like I was rushing him. So he went and shut the water off. Then I kept waiting and waiting. I went to see why he hadn't come to bed yet and he was up playing solitaire. So I decided that I would read a few more chapters. Then I went back up stairs and he was playing his Starcraft. So I was like "Alright, I suppose I can read a few more chapters." Then I looked at the clock and it was 3:30 AM. So I decided that I was going to go to bed whether he was with me or not. About 4:00 he came to bed. And then this morning I found out that he was doing all of the gaming and dishes and cleaning to pass the time because he thought I wanted to read and he was waiting for me to finish. Maybe if we both hadn't been so patient with the other we could have gotten to bed at a decent hour. LOL. So this morning (I don't have a clue what time) Jon got up and changed Justin and got the other boys changed and fed and the upstairs all cleaned so that I could sleep until a ridiculous hour. Then he finally got a nap himself. He's the greatest because he didn't get to sleep early either but he let me sleep as long as I wanted and kept the boys quiet (which is a feat in and of itself). But that's about all that has happened lately, so I don't have much to say.

Would you RUN?

I got this on an e-mail. It really makes you think. After you read this ask yourself...would you RUN?

Imagine this happening to you...

One Sunday morning during service; a 2,000 member congregation was surprised to see 2 men enter, both covered from head to toe in black and carrying sub machine guns.
One proclaimed "Anyone willing to take a bullet for Christ remain where you are!"
Immediately the Choir fled, the Deacons fled, and most of the congregation fled.
Out of the 2,000 only 20 remained.
The man who had spoken removed his hood. He then looked at the Preacher and said "Okay Pastor, I got rid of all the hypocrites...now you may begin your service. Have a nice day."
And the two men turned and walked out.

Funny, how we believe what the newspapers say, but question what the Bible says.
Funny, how everyone wants to go to heaven...provided they don't have to believe, think, say, or do anything the Bible says.
Funny how someone can say "I believe in God" yet follow Satan (who, by the way, "believes" in God too.)
Funny, how you can send thousands of funny jokes through the internet and they spread like wild fires...but when you start sending messages regarding the Lord, you think twice about sending them.
Funny how the lewd, crude and vulgar pass through cyber space freely...but public discussion of Jesus is suppressed by the schools and work place.

FUNNY...ISN'T IT?

Funny, how someone can be so fired up about Christ on the Sabbath/Sunday...but be an invisible Christian the rest of the week.

ARE YOU LAUGHING YET?

Funny, how when/if you go to forward this message you will not send it to most of your address list because you are not sure what they believe...or what they will think of you sending it.
Funny how I can be more worried about what other people think of me than what God thinks of me.

ARE YOU THINKING?

Will you share this with people you care about? Or not?

Finally!

We have our computer back (about dang time). We sent it to Gateway. We couldn't prove that it was a hardware problem the last million times we called them so they insisted that it was a software problem (how convienient...that means they don't have to pay for it). So Jon took it down to Luke one weekend and Gateway finally admitted that it was a hardware problem. So we had to reschedule the internet (who wants to pay for internet for 2 weeks when you don't even have a computer?) So not next week, but the week after that we will be getting the internet....and if someone makes it so that we can't get the internet AGAIN...I'm going to be mad. I hate not having access to the internet at our house. It's really annoying.
I had a million things that I was going to write while I didn't have a computer, and I can't remember any of them now. I will post pictures (they are adorable) Chris decided that he wants to be just like Dad. So he comes out in Jon's karate gear. Then Ethan (of course) wants to be just like Topher, so he had to have all the gear on too. It was really comical. I'm thinking that Jon just wants to make sure he can hold his own against Sifu Tony. Every time he comes home with a bruise or a cut (or a fractured rib)...it's always from sparing with Sifu Tony. I told him that I am going to forbid him from sparing with him (at least until his rib heals). ;)
Not much else is going on here (except a bunch of potty training *UHHHHH*....but seriously who wants to read about that?)

If anyone can help?

I have deleted this "Baby Ticker" thing 4 times...does anyone know how to get it off of here?

Going ons at the Egeland's

We are finally getting the internet at our house on Monday! Yeah-a-h! I am VERY excited about that. Now we don't have to sit on this uncomfortable dresser of Justin's so we can "borrow" our neighbor's internet. I've been told that (legally) if it is an unsecured network then it is considered a public network...I hope that's true. Plus once he's in his own room (it's coming soon, he's getting to be a really noisy sleeper) then we can't get on the internet unless he's awake. This is the only spot in the house where we can pick up the internet.
Jon's Mom just left. She stayed for almost a week. That was the most relaxing week EVER! She cleaned and unpacked and put stuff away all over the house. And she rearranged things so I got more counter space in my kitchen (Woo-Hoo!) And then those parts of the house where I have to put it all away because I can't really tell anyone where it goes...she was kind enough to watch the kids while I did that. (Every time that I tried to clean Justin's room before Chris and Ethan "helped" and there were toys EVERYWHERE! The room got dirtier than it was to begin with). And then she watched the boys while we went to the movies. We went to "Night at the Museum: Battle of the Smithsonian". Jon said it was "alright" I thought it was great. Who says you can't find a clean movie that's entertaining at the same time? It's PG, and I was laughing through most of the movie. I would like to see it again. And it's one that you can take the kids to. They didn't have all of that "adult humor" that when you're with your kids you're thinking "man I hope they didn't understand that."
Jon's been doing his Karate thing. He's having lots of fun. He was sparring with a Sifu (pronounced see-foo)...it's the guys with that have earned their black belts. Jon's Mom and I were laughing at the name "Sifu", we didn't think that it sounded very "tough". Apparently they demand their respect when they do a round-house kick to the ribs. The Doctor told Jon that he may have fractured a rib, but when it's only one rib, they don't do anything. Apparently, if it's only one rib then the other ribs hold it in place. If it were multiple ribs then they would set them or something. He's still a little sore, but he's fine.
Nothing much more has happened here. It's been raining (yeah and boo). We can't take the boys outside or anything, but on the plus side, I don't have to water my lawn either. The boys are all doing great. Justin is gaining weight now, so that's good. Ethan is really warming up to him now. So he's not so much "I like him"..."I don't like him"..."I like him"..."I don't like him" He still thinks he's starved for attention, but he doesn't seem to blame Justin for that anymore. Chris is really learning a lot. I was surprised that a 3 year old would be so interested in learning how to write. He asked me to teach him how to write his name. He's (mostly) gotten down how to spell his name (not the long one...just his nick-name). He just seems to want to learn EVERYTHING. I hope I can keep up...or at least that Jon can so that when he needs help with his homework there is SOMEONE here that can help. I'm sure I'm going to be like "I don't have a clue what this is even asking you to do, let alone HOW to do it." He's such a smart boy.

Oh, I forgot!

I forgot, Jon wanted me to write about our encounter with the neighbors yesterday. We were (finally) relaxing and we hear a knock at the door. Jon asked me to get it since he was feeding Justin. So I went to the door and there are the neighbors standing there (smoking). They didn't introduce themselves or any "welcome to the neighborhood" or anything like that (that's what we were expecting). No, they're all "Is that you're truck?" (We had to park Jon's work truck in front of their house...we figured it would be alright because it was just for ONE day and they park their car in front of our house EVERYDAY...I'm not sure why because they don't hardly ever have a car parked in front of their house). So I said "Yeah" and then waited for them to ask if we could move it or...something. They just stared at me. Then Jon (from upstairs) yelled "I could move it if you need me to." So I waited for a "Yeah, that would be nice" or a "No, we were just wondering whose truck it was."...again I waited for...SOMETHING. They just stood there staring. So I'm standing here thinking "Do I say 'Have a nice day' and close the door"... do I tell them (again) that Jon can move it if he needs to...do I just assume they want it moved? They just stood there staring. (While the wind blew their smoke into my house). Then finally they said "Oh, we were just wondering." But the way they said it said that they weren't "just wondering"...but what can they say since they park their car in front of our house everyday, they can't very well get upset about us doing it once...ah, what a neighborhood. So Jon just went and moved the truck. We figured we don't want our neighbors mad at us already. It's people like them that make Jon and I so home-sick for Butte.

And a little child shall lead them...

A few days ago Chris and Ethan were playing. Chris would run to one end of the house and Ethan would chase him. This went on until the inevitable happened...they crashed...I could almost feel the pain as Chris' lip got smashed between his teeth and Ethan's head. Of course they were both crying. I kissed Ethan's head and "magically" it was all better. But I just couldn't seem to calm Chris down. He just kept crying and crying and crying. (Usually it's the other way around). So I was trying all of the "it's not bleeding" , "I know that hurt, I'm sorry you got hurt"...nothing was working. Finally Chris said "Mom, I'm sad." Usually after he tells you why he's sad then suddenly it's all better; so I asked "Why are you sad." He said "Mom, I hurt Ethan." That was special to me. He wasn't even worried about the fact that he was hurting, he just knew that his brother got hurt and he was the cause (not really, but that's how he saw it)...and that hurt him worse than his smashed lip.
I have been so home-sick for Butte lately. I like how when we lived there I kept waiting for the "welcome wagon" to wear off. You know when you go to church and everyone is all "Hi, so glad you're here. How are you liking it here..." etc. , etc. , etc. And every Sunday when my Mom and Dad would call they'd ask how the church was there in Butte. I would always tell them "I will tell you after after they get to normal and the whole "welcome wagon" thing gets old." Then one Sunday when I told them that I realized that I had been there for 6 months already. I finally decided that wasn't just the "Oh, there's a new family in the ward let's make them feel welcome until they aren't the new guys anymore"...that's just how they are. The welcome wagon here has disbanded. I mean don't get me wrong, they are still real nice and all, but I just wish I were back in Butte. Unfourtunately the only job that was hiring there at the time we would have been making 20-25 thousand dollars less a year than we are now. That would really suck. I almost just want to head down to Butte just for the weekend or something. It would be nice, I don't suppose it'll probablly happen, but it would still be nice.