Date Night

Jacob is a sod robot.  Just look at those eyes.

Some go to the movies, some go out to dinner.  Our date night is laying three pallets of sod.  In the pouring rain.  At 9:00 on Friday night.  Which only proves we will do anything to avoid having to do yard work in the Florida sun.  And it was totally worth it.  Not only did our new lawn get to take advantage of all that free water raining down, but I also got in a killer workout for my forearms and back. (The bad news is I think I re-tweaked my foot during all the walking back and forth, so my return to running is going to be cut even closer to my Ragnar run. Ugh.)  Now if we could just get some sort of tropical storm to develop and swing by all next week, that would be great.

Bring It On

Forgot to mention that week 2 of NFL action was pretty sweet!  But it does make you wonder...

A Luke Quickie

Today I was getting upset with Luke for not helping to find my phone.  I told the kids I would jump on the trampoline with them as soon as I found it, so I was irritated by his lack of willingness to pitch in.  He was basically just standing there watching me look for it so I said, "Luke, you aren't even doing anything!!"  And then he immediately said, "Yes, I am."  And then in his best robot voice he craned his neck back and forth slowly and said, "Scanning...Scanning..."  Snappy comeback protocol activated.

A Luke Quickie

Last night during FHE Jacob was giving the kids an inspirational pep talk about being the best.  He made the analogy that our family is by far, his favorite "team" to coach.  We are Team Sweeney.  He then declared himself the coach and me the team manager.  Then Cindy declared herself the "star player" and laughed as she told Luke that he was the "audience watching the game."  Luke was incredibly offended at this and shot back very matter-of-factly, "No, I'm not, I'm the mascot!!" BURN!!

Public Service Announcement

Lifting weights leads to big muscles.  

Big muscles leads to incredible upper body strength.  

Incredible upper body strength leads to putting holes in the ceiling 

when merely trying to kill a (gigantic) spider with a broom.

Well, at least it wasn't ME trying to kill it...

#lakelandproblems

In your hometown, your car gets stopped by trains.  In my hometown, your car gets stopped by swans.   

I will nap....HERE.  

A Brian Quickie

Little brother Brian called me yesterday to chat.  He is always so good at making time to call me. (To be fair, Dave and I text a lot and use Facebook most days to keep in touch.  Chris, on the other hand: total failure, you should be ashamed.)  When I asked Brian what he was doing for Family Home Evening,  he said, "Tonight we are going on a family bike ride with another family in the ward and it is going to be adorable."  Only if it's a bicycle built for three.

Copy Cat

Every single Sunday during Sacrament meeting Luke has a routine.  It goes like this:  First, he asks me for one of The Friend magazines I keep in my church bag.  Then he opens it to the page where they show the drawings that have been submitted by children around the world.  And then he picks one. And then he spends 30 minutes diligently copying that picture.  Every. Single. Sunday.  My mom supplies the paper and crayons and I end up with my very own masterpiece by my favorite artist once a week :)  

That's Gotta Be Some Kind of Record

So two weeks without blogging, huh? (Yeah, I totally cheated on that last post.)  Well, I just haven't had the time.  I mean, we have been extremely busy around here.  Doing things like....


Getting a new roof....

Not blogging....



Finding king fry....

Not blogging...

Drawing sweet looking parrots....

Admiring my Grumpy Cat calendar...

Not blogging....

Hanging out with Aunt KaRyn (and Mr. Sideburns) at Tijuana Flats every day....

Hanging out with Aunt KaRyn at Krispy Kreme donuts....

Not blogging...

Watching BYU do this: (Go Blue!)

Not blogging...

Watching Benteke do this:  (Go Reds!)

I really don't know how you expect me to get anything done with a schedule like that.  Today is obviously a miracle.  

Empathy, SO Much Empathy

If substitute teaching has taught me anything, it is empathy for Jacob.  I am only three weeks into this new world, but so many things have suddenly become so clear to me.  Now I totally get the fact that your feet hurt all the time due to constant standing, the fact that you really only have one chance to use the bathroom all day (even if that is not when you have to go), and the fact that it makes you come a little unglued when you see your own children exhibiting ANY of the crazy behavior that you deal with at school.  I get why you eat in your room, don't really care what's for lunch (because you only have 18 real minutes to eat anyway) and avoid the teacher's lounge at all costs.  Yep, I officially get it. My only question for Jacob is, can I get some custom orthotics for your moccasins? After walking a mile in them, my feet are killing me.