Friday, July 4, 2008
Vance's day
Puddles
Just like the dirt pile, Zoie and Vance love puddles. I washed my car and a small puddle was made. The water bucket made it bigger and the kids loved it.
Thursday, July 3, 2008
Do you know?
It seems like most people know and are just waiting for me to do something. But for those of you who are clueless, yeah! Ty and I are expecting our third baby in January. Sometimes I think, I know, I will be insane, but I also know that being a mom is the best thing in the world so I will love every crazy moment. Zoie and Vance are 26 months apart and Vance and baby #3 will be 27 months apart. From watching Zoie and Vance play together this summer as best buddies, I am excited that all will be so close in age. When I told Zoie about the baby, she is so excited to get a baby sister. When I brought home an ultrasound picture from the doctors office showing a little "bean" (2 inches), she says "Oh is that my baby sister?" Even when we talk about if the baby is a boy, "Oh mom, you are all mixed up. I am getting a baby sister." She loves to tell people that we are going to the hospital to get a baby sister tomorrow. Atleast she remembers that babies come from the hospital. Vance has no concept of the new baby. I will only be teaching 3 hours next school year. I plan to be off from mid-January until mid-March.
Chelsea tagged me. . ..
So here are my answers. Like Jade said, I don't want to be the one who doesn't play along.
What is his name? Ty Carl Youngren
How long have you been together? Since October 1999. After a year, I left for Kentucky to finish school and returned the following May and we were married that August.
Who said I love you first? Probably Ty. He had bugged me for weeks to come over to his house after work for dinner. I kept saying no cause I was kinda involved with someone else. Finally I said yes to a steak dinner, potatoes and veggies at 4am and have never left since. (Ty and I worked together bartending for several years. For the first year, we worked every shift together. It was great -- besides getting to be with him, we worked very well together. We closed the bar together every Sunday night. And when we weren't working, we were snowboarding, biking or eating out)
Who is taller? Ty, by about 13 inches. I hope the kids are taller than me too!
Who can sing better? No me. I am only the best singer when it is me alone in the car.
Who is smarter? I have book smarts and not a good memory. Ty is "street" smart and has book smarts too but uses them less than me.
Who does the laundry? Me. Since I don't want my work clothes shrunk or the new cloth diapers ruined, I wash, dry, fold, & put away the clothes.
Who does the dishes? Whirlpool, thedishwasher now that we have a new kitchen (fall 06), but we share the handwashing duties
Who sleeps on the right side? Me.
Who mows the lawn? I like to push the mower, and Ty rides the mower that always has a flat tire with the kids, so we both do. In the summer, I like to do it for Ty since he has bad allergies and likes to relax when he comes home from work and I am home all day.
Who cooks dinner? Both of us. I probably do more since I get home first and am home all summer. I used to stink as a cook, but I have gotten better over the years.
Who drives? I should, but I have making the decisions of where to go, so I left Ty drive more often than not.
Who is a better driver? Me.
Who is more stubborn? Probably me. Things bother me more than Ty.
Who kissed who first? I think Ty kissed me in my car. I really don't remember. . . that's not good. I 'll ask him and see what he says.
Who proposed? No one; it was kinda assumed. After I packed up the Honda and Ty to move back to school (Western Kentucky University, Bowling Green KY), we stopped in jewelry shop in South Dakota and got some similar black hills gold rings. But it was not an engagment ring -- more like promise rings. But I think an official asking may have come on the day after Thanksgiving (Nov 2000), when Ty surprised me and bought a ring. It was exactly what I wanted to!
Who has more friends? Ty. Although we both grew up here, I am an introvert. I am a home body and prefer family and my few close friends. Having worked in the bar industry for so many years, Ty knows EVERYONE and they miss seeing him out.
Who is more sensitive? Me.
Who has more siblings? Since Ty is the only child, it would have to be me. I have a younger brother, by 15 months, Paul. He's a good guy!
Thanks for making me play! I hope everyone can come up to our house so all the kids can play togehter. Our house is so big that everyone is welcome to stay here.
What is his name? Ty Carl Youngren
How long have you been together? Since October 1999. After a year, I left for Kentucky to finish school and returned the following May and we were married that August.
Who said I love you first? Probably Ty. He had bugged me for weeks to come over to his house after work for dinner. I kept saying no cause I was kinda involved with someone else. Finally I said yes to a steak dinner, potatoes and veggies at 4am and have never left since. (Ty and I worked together bartending for several years. For the first year, we worked every shift together. It was great -- besides getting to be with him, we worked very well together. We closed the bar together every Sunday night. And when we weren't working, we were snowboarding, biking or eating out)
Who is taller? Ty, by about 13 inches. I hope the kids are taller than me too!
Who can sing better? No me. I am only the best singer when it is me alone in the car.
Who is smarter? I have book smarts and not a good memory. Ty is "street" smart and has book smarts too but uses them less than me.
Who does the laundry? Me. Since I don't want my work clothes shrunk or the new cloth diapers ruined, I wash, dry, fold, & put away the clothes.
Who does the dishes? Whirlpool, thedishwasher now that we have a new kitchen (fall 06), but we share the handwashing duties
Who sleeps on the right side? Me.
Who mows the lawn? I like to push the mower, and Ty rides the mower that always has a flat tire with the kids, so we both do. In the summer, I like to do it for Ty since he has bad allergies and likes to relax when he comes home from work and I am home all day.
Who cooks dinner? Both of us. I probably do more since I get home first and am home all summer. I used to stink as a cook, but I have gotten better over the years.
Who drives? I should, but I have making the decisions of where to go, so I left Ty drive more often than not.
Who is a better driver? Me.
Who is more stubborn? Probably me. Things bother me more than Ty.
Who kissed who first? I think Ty kissed me in my car. I really don't remember. . . that's not good. I 'll ask him and see what he says.
Who proposed? No one; it was kinda assumed. After I packed up the Honda and Ty to move back to school (Western Kentucky University, Bowling Green KY), we stopped in jewelry shop in South Dakota and got some similar black hills gold rings. But it was not an engagment ring -- more like promise rings. But I think an official asking may have come on the day after Thanksgiving (Nov 2000), when Ty surprised me and bought a ring. It was exactly what I wanted to!
Who has more friends? Ty. Although we both grew up here, I am an introvert. I am a home body and prefer family and my few close friends. Having worked in the bar industry for so many years, Ty knows EVERYONE and they miss seeing him out.
Who is more sensitive? Me.
Who has more siblings? Since Ty is the only child, it would have to be me. I have a younger brother, by 15 months, Paul. He's a good guy!
Thanks for making me play! I hope everyone can come up to our house so all the kids can play togehter. Our house is so big that everyone is welcome to stay here.
Wednesday, June 25, 2008
Track Meet #2, June 25
Zoie and Vance ran in their 2nd All Comers Track Meet at Burlington-Edison High School tonight.
Vance's results:
50 m hurdles -- 3rd place (boys age 2)
50 m dash -- "thank you for participating" ribbon. He looked and smiled at all the people, he zigzagged, and even headed over to the grandstands to have a seat before the race was done. He really didn't want to take the green participation ribbon when it was offered to him.
Zoie's results:
50 m hurdles (or turtles as she calls them) -- 1st place (2nd week) despite tripping on the 2nd hurdle and crashing to her knees. (girls age 3)
50 m dash -- 1st place (2nd week) (girls age 3)
100 m dash -- 2nd place (girls age 3)
Softball throw -- 3rd place (4 & under)
200 m dash -- 1st place (she was the only little girl)
400 m dash -- did not finish, but here is the story . . . . .
If you have ever ran track or know someone who has, the 400 m event is the hardest of them all. You can't jog part of the way, you have to run hard all the way around the track one time. Well, this event is near the end of the meet and Zoie wanted to run it. So I snuggled with her in the bleachers while my mom and Vance played in the car. When the race was to begin, the volunteers lined up all of the racers, probably 10 and under. Zoie started in lane 3 with another girl "Edie", who just ran the 1600m race. Edie was probably 10 years old. I just told Zoie to chase her and that I was not going to run behind her like I did in the 200m. She turns to the other girl and says "I am going to chase you". So the whistle blows and she is hot on their tales. She is running good until I yell to her to keep going and she looks across the field at me. I walk toward the last 100 meters to cheer her on. One little boy is approaching the finish and crying and rubbing his eyes. I look toward the last corner and Zoie is in tears. I scoop her up and she is so sad "My legs are tired". I try to comfort her but her sobbing tears. Then out comes her embarassment and that all the kids were beating her. She did not realize that they were all 4 or 5 or 6 years older than her. Poor thing. I did not discuss this minor detail with her prior to the race. So sobbing Zoie was put in the car and we headed to get bread and Arby's for dinner since it was 8:45pm. Maybe she will try the race again.
Vance's results:
50 m hurdles -- 3rd place (boys age 2)
50 m dash -- "thank you for participating" ribbon. He looked and smiled at all the people, he zigzagged, and even headed over to the grandstands to have a seat before the race was done. He really didn't want to take the green participation ribbon when it was offered to him.
Zoie's results:
50 m hurdles (or turtles as she calls them) -- 1st place (2nd week) despite tripping on the 2nd hurdle and crashing to her knees. (girls age 3)
50 m dash -- 1st place (2nd week) (girls age 3)
100 m dash -- 2nd place (girls age 3)
Softball throw -- 3rd place (4 & under)
200 m dash -- 1st place (she was the only little girl)
400 m dash -- did not finish, but here is the story . . . . .
If you have ever ran track or know someone who has, the 400 m event is the hardest of them all. You can't jog part of the way, you have to run hard all the way around the track one time. Well, this event is near the end of the meet and Zoie wanted to run it. So I snuggled with her in the bleachers while my mom and Vance played in the car. When the race was to begin, the volunteers lined up all of the racers, probably 10 and under. Zoie started in lane 3 with another girl "Edie", who just ran the 1600m race. Edie was probably 10 years old. I just told Zoie to chase her and that I was not going to run behind her like I did in the 200m. She turns to the other girl and says "I am going to chase you". So the whistle blows and she is hot on their tales. She is running good until I yell to her to keep going and she looks across the field at me. I walk toward the last 100 meters to cheer her on. One little boy is approaching the finish and crying and rubbing his eyes. I look toward the last corner and Zoie is in tears. I scoop her up and she is so sad "My legs are tired". I try to comfort her but her sobbing tears. Then out comes her embarassment and that all the kids were beating her. She did not realize that they were all 4 or 5 or 6 years older than her. Poor thing. I did not discuss this minor detail with her prior to the race. So sobbing Zoie was put in the car and we headed to get bread and Arby's for dinner since it was 8:45pm. Maybe she will try the race again.
Picking Strawberries with Nana
We went to Sakuma Brothers farm (a local from since the 1910's) to pick strawberries today with nana. Their u-pick field was a field of tall pokey weeds. The kids had a great time and there was also a track to ride in for the little ones.
Vance and Zoie are ready to go.
Where's Vance? He is missing from the last blue barrel. Scared little boy got out when the tractor (electric) started up.
Push Nana!
Picking strawberries is tough work! Good thing I don't have to do it as work during the summer.
Notice the big strawberry already in his mouth.
Vance and Zoie are ready to go.
Where's Vance? He is missing from the last blue barrel. Scared little boy got out when the tractor (electric) started up.
Push Nana!
Picking strawberries is tough work! Good thing I don't have to do it as work during the summer.
Notice the big strawberry already in his mouth.
Cloth Diapers
Last week a large package came in the mail -- bum genius. 12 cloth diapers. When I realized I had every few diapers left for Vance, I decided to look into other alternatives besides disposables. They have worked great - Zoie likes to point out that Vance is wearing his new diapers and that they are being hung out to dry after I wash them. It will take about a few months for them to pay for themselves. But that's OK. http://www.cottonbabies.com/
Sunday, June 22, 2008
Wagon Fun
Gramma Alice stopped by today. And brought Frootie Tooties. We gave her strawberries, radishs, and garlic from our mini farm.
Friday, June 20, 2008
Run Youngren Kids Run!
Here are some pictures from the Wednesday track meet.
Vance made me take his picture. The hurdles are behind him.
Zoie is warmimp up. She has already ran about 200 meters. Notice Ty has come out to bring her back in.
There she goes again.
And she just keeps running!
And going!
Look at the arm movement. Zoie is in the middle with the white shirt and purple long shorts.
Vance made me take his picture. The hurdles are behind him.
Zoie is warmimp up. She has already ran about 200 meters. Notice Ty has come out to bring her back in.
There she goes again.
And she just keeps running!
And going!
Look at the arm movement. Zoie is in the middle with the white shirt and purple long shorts.
Thursday, June 19, 2008
Track Meet
Zoie and Vance ran in their first track meet on June 18. They did great despite being 3 and 1. Zoie won the 5om hurddles and 50meter dash for the girls age 3. Vance got 2nd in the 50 meter dash in the boys age 2 catergory. He was more concerned about the knocked over hurddles than getting to the finish line.
I hope we can go every Wednesday during the spring.
Jean has posted her pictures. My battery is charging, so I will post pictures later.
http://the-youngrens-at-bow.blogspot.com/
I hope we can go every Wednesday during the spring.
Jean has posted her pictures. My battery is charging, so I will post pictures later.
http://the-youngrens-at-bow.blogspot.com/
Monday, June 16, 2008
No one's home
After constructing the greenhouse, Zoie needed to return the duct tape. I was putting Vance in the car to go get tomato plants, so I sent Zoie through the trees to the neighbors. She was gone awhile, shouted her name, but no Zoie. I know her, she is talkative and loves the chickens, but is scared of them. So I run next door and notice the neighbor's car is not in the garage. I am starting to get concerned. I knock on the door but know that no one is there. I walk out of the yard and am getting worried. I shout her name again and start thinking, how am I going to tell my mom that I can't find Zoie at the neighbor and other bad thoughts. Just as the thoughts were getting worse, I hear her voice and the door close.
"Mom, mom?"
"Zoie I am here."
With a sad face and tears, she says "They are not home. I asked Karl Norton (the cat) where they were and his friend (the other cat) and they didn't tell me."
"Zoie, did you knock on the door? Did anyone answer?"
"No, no one was there"
"Zoie, you can't go into people's house when they are not there. That is what the bad person did to us when we were not home (referring the break-in at our house about a year ago) and took all of our stuff.
Now the more concerned mom kicks in, "Were there any beeping when you went in?" I am now thinking that the cops could be on their way.
"No", she says.
We get into the car and I continue on about not going into other people's house when they are not there. I tell her that if the neighbor's car is not there, then they are not home. Poor thing felt really bad about the incident. But when we got home from town, the neighbors were home and she had to confess the story. The neighbor was not mad, thank goodness, he was more concerned or embarassed that the wife forgot to lock the door. He chuckled and the wife chuckled too later when they came over to see the ghetto greenhouse.
So, hopefully this is the only incident of this sort . . . . Thank goodness for good neighbors.
"Mom, mom?"
"Zoie I am here."
With a sad face and tears, she says "They are not home. I asked Karl Norton (the cat) where they were and his friend (the other cat) and they didn't tell me."
"Zoie, did you knock on the door? Did anyone answer?"
"No, no one was there"
"Zoie, you can't go into people's house when they are not there. That is what the bad person did to us when we were not home (referring the break-in at our house about a year ago) and took all of our stuff.
Now the more concerned mom kicks in, "Were there any beeping when you went in?" I am now thinking that the cops could be on their way.
"No", she says.
We get into the car and I continue on about not going into other people's house when they are not there. I tell her that if the neighbor's car is not there, then they are not home. Poor thing felt really bad about the incident. But when we got home from town, the neighbors were home and she had to confess the story. The neighbor was not mad, thank goodness, he was more concerned or embarassed that the wife forgot to lock the door. He chuckled and the wife chuckled too later when they came over to see the ghetto greenhouse.
So, hopefully this is the only incident of this sort . . . . Thank goodness for good neighbors.
Fishing
We always seem to have a big puddle in the back driveway. On this day, Zoie and Vance were fishing in it. And they were catching fish. The fish were a black plastic bag and pieces of an old rag that were in the puddle. It was gross to me but they greatly enjoyed the adventure.
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