DIY Levi Shorts Purse

These were so gosh darn cute and EASY to make.  It is my triplet nieces' birthday today and this "Auntie" is a wee bit late getting their gifts done.  I finally found time today to sit down and make all three of these.  Taryn now wants one, so tomorrow we are off to the thrift store for the short and then JoAnn's for the fabric!

OKLAHOMA

This post took place April 22nd, 2012

I was honored by my good friend Caryn Marlowe to be asked to do the choreography for her musical "Oklahoma" at Karns High School.  I had a blast working with her Musical Theater class students.  And...she asked Tyson to be in the play.  He loved it!  As you look at the pictures you can see he was in a lot of scenes, and danced twice.  He even picked up the two step and was able to dance it with Caryn's daughter, Iris.  It was fun watching him up on stage.  The play ran for seven shows.  The first two, Tyson was a little nervous and unsure how to act on stage, but then by the third performance he had loosed up and was enjoying his character.

Even though we worked hard on the play, there were times when we goofed around.  The big kids and the little kids enjoyed hanging out with one another.

Here is Tyson and Iris in their ending pose.  I loved working on this play and watching my little boy have his debut on stage.

Toothless Tyson

Monday May 21st

Wouldn't ya know it, when one comes out the second is sure to follow.  Tyson was wiggling his other front tooth today and it came halfway out of his mouth.  I didn't even have to coax him into letting me pull it.  He went and grabbed the string for me and said, "Mom pull it out."  That was a far cry from what happened the night before.  This had better be the last lost tooth for a while.  This tooth fairy is getting cleaned out of her cash!

The "TOOTH" Tango

We had a STAND OFF between the son and I today.  It was like something you would watch in an old western movie.
   Tyson's front tooth has been hanging by a thread of skin for weeks.  I was hoping he would have lost it at grandma's before I saw him, after being gone for a few weeks, but oh no!  He wouldn't let anyone touch it!         

   It all started last night when he was wiggling it, like he does, and it started to bleed and come off the piece of skin it was attached to.  He freaked out!  I then tried to coax him into letting me just pull it but to no avail.

So after church today, before we had lunch, I tried again to pull the tooth, but he wouldn't let me near it.  I told him he had all day to pull it himself, otherwise I was going to do it before he went to bed.  He would wiggle it a little until it smarted and then he would howl and stop.  

   After his shower this evening, he said he was going to pull it out and tried to do so, and got it to come a little more and then it bled.  He saw the blood and cried that it hurt.  ONE hour, is what I worked, waited, pleaded and bartered with him to just let me pull the tooth.  I finally convinced him to tie a string around it and shut the door with the string around his tooth and the door knob.  So...this smart little momma tied the string up and around the top of the tooth, by the gums, where it was barely hanging on.  I went to tie the other end of the string to the door knob and he flipped out!  He ran away with this long piece of string hanging in his mouth.  From then on it was a back and forth battle.  I would count to three and he promised me he would pull it...1...2...3 and he would pull only enough to make the string tight and then he would cry.  I tried to explain that if he would just YANK on the string the tooth would come out before he would know it was out.  But try telling that to a half-crazed, crying 6 year old.  It doesn't work.  He wouldn't let me come within five feet of the string tied to his tooth, and if I did advance, his howling went up several decimal levels.   

   Finally after laughing and crying for the hour, I grabbed a hold of the string and told him I was going to count to three and pull.  He fought me and didn't want me to pull.  I finally pulled, after counting to two and out it came. Then he was laughing and so proud of himself!!!  OH BROTHER!  It was all smiles.  What a deal!  I am exhausted and ready for bed.  Hope the tooth fairy has money tonight.  This boy earned it!

Goes From A Tiger To A Wolf

This post took place on April 16th, 2012

It is official!  My little Tiger Scout is now a Wolf.   He was so proud of have his dad switch out his neckerchief.

Yep!  I am a Wolf Scout!

Tyson and his two little buddies Brody and Davis.  It has been a great opportunity for Tyson to be involved in Scouts this year.  He has enjoyed the bi-monthly meetings as well as the Go-See activities.  I am very proud of his accomplishments.  He is working his way to becoming an Eagle scout.  That is something that his dad and all of his Uncles are, and in this family it is a requirement to be an Eagle before getting to drive.  (Makes for a good incentive).

The Tiger troop of Pack 630!

Two smiley Wolf Scouts!