I Love my Goofy Man

Will is a complete goofball.  The following is a conversation we had last night:
Will: We should make a secret language some time.
Me: I am pretty sure that will take a lot of time.
Will: yea but we pretty much have forever
Me: Um, alrighty.  Whats the first word.
Will: Well we have options.  We could do like clicks and grunts or vowel sounds.
He then made some odd noises which he declared meant "T".  He made about 9 seconds of more odd noises and said "that is the word, the".
If it takes this long to say "the" I am pretty sure it would take a very long time to have any sort of conversation.
If we ever do invent a secret language I will be sure to let you know :)

The Woes of Church

 (this post is pretty much just me going on and on; you have been warned)

I would like to publicly apologize to all the people in Relief Society that have to hear my child make monkey noises the entire time.  I don't know what her deal is.  We go to church at nine.  Her regular nap time is 10:00 so during Sunday school she gets angry, I walk around the building a thousand times and she finally takes a twenty minute nap.  Then she is ready to play when she wakes up in Relief Society.  She makes this lovely monkey noise when she wants something; and there are so many exciting things to hold and eat that she goes crazy.  Today we sat by a lady that was holding a seven week old baby.  His was kicking his feet and this caught Addison's attention.  She dove head first for his poor little feet and managed to get her mouth on one of them before I intervened.  For ten whole minutes she did whatever she could, while making monkey noises, to reach the babies feet.  In the middle of all this I looked up to the little pulpit thing and noticed something odd.  Covering up the microphone was Addison's black and white sock that we had lost the Sunday before.  I thought that that was an extremely weird place to put a lost sock.  The lady giving the lesson did not seem to notice or care that she was taking into a baby sock.  At the end of the meeting I completely spaced it and we left again with one sock.  Hopefully it will still be keeping the microphone warm next week!
So today the lesson was about focusing on the most important things in life.  It was said that you should not worry so much about your house not being clean or your homework not being done but more about the time you are able to spend with family.  I completely agree with this but where is the line.  Much to my Mom's surprise I am sure, I don't like sitting and watching a movie or playing a game when the dishes are not done.  I hate when the living room is messy because on the rare occasion that someone stops by they will be able to see the mess I live in.  I am having issues defining the line between getting chores and such done and spending time doing other things.  I definitely do not want to end up like the people on Hoarders. 
And that completes the ramblings of Kaitlyn. 

J Bird and the Bear

My Aunt went out of town following wrestling tournaments which left her little girl Jael (also known as J Bird) all alone.  Jael came over to hang out with me and the Addi bear for the night.  Jael loves to play with Addison.  We had a great time cooking cookies, playing with the Addi and while I got my hair cut, Jael got her first manicure.

It was so nice to have someone there that was always ready to entertain and play with Addi. 

Diaper Boxes

     Addi can sit up but randomly she will throw herself backwards which leads to crying.   I prop her up with the Bobby and she stays up but throws her toys so they are out or her reach.  She will then try to reach them which generally causes her to fall on her stomach which leads to crying.  The solution:  a Pampers diaper box.  It is the perfect fit for her little legs. She can not tip over (don't worry I tested it out); all of her toys stay right there next to her which leads to happiness for both me and her!

Since the original post improvements have been made to the box.  I cut a foot hole so she can stretch out all the way. 

I Got Skills

     So my aunt is attempting to make me crafty.  I have always wanted to be crafty and usually I fail miserably. While she was helping make Will's Dixie quilt I mentioned that my Dad loves denim quilts and that I should maybe make one for him some time.  She told me I should get one done for Christmas.  I decided I could do a simple denim quilt with just squares sewn together.  While I was going through her piles of fabric I stumbled upon my Dad's old K-9 Utah Highway Patrol uniforms.  Kristen said she had been saving them to do a quilt but that I might as well do it for my Christmas quilt.  She sent me home with the shirts and graphing paper to plan out my quilt.  I am proud to say that I did the entire thing from planning to cutting to sewing (I did have some help quilting during our marathon quilting day).  I always get so scared when I cut things.  I measured and remeasured the center piece for about an hour before I finally made the first cut.  I eventually got more comfortable with it and things started moving along.  I ran into a few problems during the process but I figured out how to fix it all by myself.  There are a few things that I would of done different but now I know for next time I guess.  It is not even close to perfect but I am pretty impressed with my self.