The Pacifier Posse

...was officially organized this afternoon.
It is a new gang for anyone under age 4 who:

a) believes in constant self-soothing through the use of a pacifier.
b) is committed to the success of the MAM company.
c) supports oral surgeons the world over.
d) has the ability to speak or understand the complex language we call
Pacifier Mumble.

As founding members we have:

Mack "BABY-FACE" Harvey

Emily "SISSY Sista-Girl" Harvey and last, but certainly not least...
Stockton "BUG-Z" JEFFS
If you or someone you know is interested in joining the gang please contact "Sista Girl".

You can't tell me that there is not a difference between boys and girls...

I Have Been Accepted!!!

Many of you may know that I (Ryan) have been working toward getting into nursing school for the last couple of years. After finally completing all the prerequisites I applied to three schools this last fall, The University of Utah, Weber State and The Davis Applied Technology College (DATC). About a month or so ago I heard from both Weber and the DATC that I was not accepted. The University of Utah is by far the most difficult to get into, so I thought my chances of getting in were nill. Well this evening I found out that I have been accepted to the University of Utah's Nursing Program starting this fall.

Birthdays, Birthdays, More Birthdays...

Today my firstborn turns 11.

It is hard to believe that eleven years have passed since
we made our earthly introduction
and began this journey of life together.

It is a pleasure to be his mother, most of the time anyways.
Last year I made a tribute post that you can read here if you are interested.
And there are some photos here.
This year I don't want to get into all that...

I just want to say that I adore that boy, always have, always will.

And these are a few things that I want to remember about him at age 11.
I do it on the blog for lack of a better place. So here we go:

The name Isac means HE WHO LAUGHS. I had no idea how appropriate this name would be when I gave it to him.
He is our funny man, always trying to keep things light and make everyone laugh.
Do you think names are inspired to go with specific kids or do you think that kids live up to or become, if you will,
the names they are given?
Just wondering.

Isac is not a studious student. This used to drive me insane.
I am over it, kind of.
I think this is the first year that he "got it" about report cards.
He isn't an outstanding student, but he wants to learn.
Isac loves to read. He might be a little lazy about his school work, but he has a thirst for knowledge that draws him to books. I have recently turned him on to my latest obsession...audiobooks and it is a connection that we are both enjoying.
I love it when I find him in his room reading or listening when it's not a "scheduled" reading time or when I assume he is doing something else.
A pleasure I tell you, pleasure.

He is a sponge. But he has a bad short term memory. I have finally figured out and accepted that he REALLY can't help it, most of the time.

Right now dinos are his thing. He wants to be a palentologist.
I hope that if that is his dream he will chase it.
Still I am leaning toward a career in advertising or marketing.
He has a serious knack for memorizing commercials. It is embrassing to admit how much TV he watches but I am pretty sure he could recite any current or recent commercial.

He has never had any musical training but this kid can keep a beat and make up all kinds of rhythms...this skill might be beneficial in his future line of work...

He is willing to work when he needs money for something specific.
Once he has it it burns a hole in his pocket.
He doesn't get that from me.

Isac wants to be outdoors all the time. He could care less about sports. Not a competitive bone in his body, well maybe a small one.
But seriously give him a few sticks and he is good for hours. Hours people.
And he even gets attached, some sticks even have names.

He doesn't like to wear shoes that tie.

And he tickles everyone. ALOT.

He has a SMILE-SMIRK that makes my HEART melt.

I love this boy more every year.

Happy Birthday Isac.

Ryan is 30...can you believe it!

Today is Ryan's birthday.

Thirty use to seem SO old but come on, it's nothing!

I had big plans to throw a HUGE BIRTHDAY BASH,
complete with face painting, piniatas, party hats, and a Bounce House, but Ryan, being the Quiet Birthday-Type that he is refused, but luckily Isac's birthday is this weekend so I can put my creative energy into his day.

Anyways, Ryan works ALL day today so leave him a comment wishing him a Happy Birthday so that he will know everyone was thinking about him on his special day!

Happy Birthday Ry!

And now let us FLASHBACK 30 years of Ryan....

Our Easter was sugary sweet...

A day filled with chocolate bunnies, flowers, egg hunts with cousins, bow ties, yummy food, and numerous reminders of why I am grateful that He lives.

We really are good parents, I promise...

Last night there was a mix-up at the Harvey House.
You see Isac's fifth grade class had the option to make a catapult for fun and bring it to class today.
Ryan was working late and I was not about to get mixed up with that especially on a Thursday night, post "Sam Day".
So Isac was pleasantly surprised when a friend called at 7:30 p.m. and invited him to come over and help build one.
I willingly took Isac, dropped him off and instructed him to call me when they were finished and I would come to pick him up.
So home I went. I cleaned up dinner, laid out PJ's, and got the kids in the tub.
Once they were sufficiently cleaned, I removed them from the bath and proceeded with the bedtime routine.

Ryan got home around 8:45.
I gave him the run-down on the happenings of the day:
this is what was for dinner if you want some,
please but the towels in the dryer so they don't mildew,
don't lock the door because my dad will be back late,
oh and Isac is at Troy's, I am sure he will call soon for you to go pick him up.

Then I retired to bed myself since I had to work the next morning.
Ryan went about his own business and at 10:00 p.m. decided that being a School Night and all Isac needed to be home.
So he called only to be told by the flabbergasted parents that they had brought Isac home an hour and a half ago!
Yes folks, our child was home and we didn't even know it.

He came in while I was bathing the kids and I guess I didn't hear him because of the running water. He went downstairs to his room to read and then went to bed before we even thought about looking for him.
I think we will just chalk this one up as:

"Our 10 year old is so responsible even though he was actually
suppose to call us"

rather than

"We, the parents, are completely oblivious to
the comings and goings of our children".

Very embarrassing....

You probably won't care about this post unless you are related to me...

Today was a "Sam Day" (I keep my 2 nephews every other Thursday) and we uncovered an interesting probability:

While discussing "The Wizard of OZ" with Sam and Emily we realized that one day Emily could be called "Auntie Em". That led to an explanation of how when she grows up and Isac or Mackey have kids she will be an Aunt.
Weird to think about but anyways...

Then Sam needed a personalized explanation of what would make him an Uncle and that is when we discovered that he would be an "Uncle Sam"!!!
Random I know, but maybe it would be a good idea for a future
Halloween costume!