Ross Family: 2 week count down

Monday, June 30, 2008

2 week count down

Only two weeks until the big move. It has been a little hectic around here trying to get all the minuscule little items and paper work completed. I started to really pack just today and I'm already sick of it. I think I packed 9 boxes. Granted 6 of them were fragile items with takes a lot longer to pack but I'm still sick of it. I wanna be done with this but know there are so many items I can't pack until next week. Aahhh! Well anyway, I think we might have a buyer for our house but we still have no home for our husky Riggs. If anyone is interested or knows anyone interested in a 4 year old Siberian Husky I would love to know. I can't wait for all this stuff to be done so we can just get on the road. John and I are so excited to go on this road trip, it's gonna be a blast! We are literally taking a cross country road trip, I can't wait!

3 comments:

Kristin said...: 2 weeks...wow!!! What an exciting change! You're gonna have to really keep your blog updated so we can see all your new surroundings!; July 1, 2008 at 6:46 AM
Melanie said...: Good luck with the packing!! I know how horrible it is. And I found it's different packing to move across the country as opposed to within a city because you want to be extra careful with the way things are packed. Are you driving a moving truck or having someone move it for you? We had a company that drove our stuff, so we just drove our car. Have fun on the cross-country road trip!!; July 1, 2008 at 2:03 PM
Melody B. said...: Whoa...so you may already be there by now! Well, let us know how things are goin'! MISS YOU in AZ already!; July 20, 2008 at 11:36 PM

Kindergarten round-up

Tonight we went to kindergarten round-up as we prepare Rendon to start school next year. Here was a conversation had after the event.

John: So Rendon what are you most excited for in kindergarten?

Rendon: Everything!

John: You might get to see Boston in the halls.

Cassie: I'm sure you will see Boston in the halls.

Boston: Or the Bathroom.

Us: laughing???

Boston: Hey I see kindergarteners in the bathroom everyday.

Ha ha ha....

Next conversation.

John: So Rendon which teacher do you think is the prettiest?

Rendon: All of them.

John: Good answer.

Boston: Why did you even ask that?

Dad: Ha ha I don't know.

Boston: That made me feel really weird.

Why didn't I think of that.

No more

As we get ready to put Boston down to bed he runs to our Christmas count down to change the day. He says that he wants it ready to be changed for tomorrow.

Unfortunately we notice that that he is already marked one day ahead (the 8th when today is the 7th). We inform him of this mix up in which he goes into a fit of tears that no we are wrong and it is the 8th today (he's really excited for Christmas).

He keeps this up all the way into his room where his brother is already asleep. John keeps telling him to whisper but he will not. Finally to end it all John says

"Fine Boston we'll just take it down. We'll just take it down because I don't want to add anymore stress to your life."

We were cracking up. Boston immediately stopped crying.

I can do that

We had a long conversation late one night with Boston about what he wanted to be when he grew up.

Engineer ('cause they make lots of money)
Astronaut
Musician
Fire Fighter
Archeologist
Sports player
Police officer

This is where it started getting silly...

Boston: A Jedi Night, but more than the electric guy. The Emperor. I don't know who my father would be though.

John: Wouldn't I be your father?

Boston: No, your not old enough. Well, your almost old enough.
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Boston: A superhero strong guy. I know who I'm thinking of. I'm gonna write it down when I'm 5.

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Boston: I wanna be a wrestler but the kind that you hit like this. (Imitating a boxer)

Mom: Wow, you would be good at that.

Boston: Yeah, really good.

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Boston: Also a painter.

Mom: What would you paint?

Boston: I would paint a big huge picture of a lemonade stand. Then I could sell lemonade and make lots of money.

A 4 year old goodbye

Leaving Evan's home (Boston's 4 year old friend).

John (yelling down into the basement): Boston it's time to go.

Boston: I cant' go.

John: Why not?

Boston: Because Evan won't give me a hug.

John: Evan, give Boston a hug right now. And make it a good one.

Evan: I already gave him a hug. I blew it to him.

Boston: But I want a REAL hug!

John: Boston, how 'bout a high five or a 'hit the rock' or something like that?

Boston: (annoyed) Fine. He's going to give me a hit the rock.

(Boston comes up the stairs with Evan behind him. Evan reaches the top and looks at me with all the disgust and irritation possible in a 4 year old's face)

Evan: Boston bit my finger. (said in a 'He must be punished now' type voice)

John: Boston, did you bite his finger?

Boston: I had too. He wouldn't give me a hug.

Things that go bump in the night...

We're kneeling down to say prayers at Boston's bedside. We ask him to sit up for the prayer. His blankets are so tight he's barely able to move. Realizing that John was leaning on his blanket, John lifts up his arms. A bump and a whimper immediatly followed.

Boston, tugging ferociously to be freed from the restriction, gave one final tug. The lack of resistence sent him crashing into the wall on the other side banging his head. Realizing how funny the situation was Boston laughed while holding his bumped head.