How we spent our day of REST

It was actually pretty nice to wake up and see 7:20 on the clock. Only because I knew we hadn't set it back an hour yet. So we were all awake happy, and had no rush to get ready for church. this is very monumental in our family. Jeddy broke and unwrapped all our crayons during sacrament meeting. Benson actually took a great nap during church. Madisen payed attention to peoples testimonies (mostly about the service during the wild fires).

we came home and it took 2 hours but we got the kids asleep or entertained so we could nap. I should say it took Ben, I just went in and feel asleep. He had to deal with poopy diapers and bottles.

We slept allot longer then anticipated, and were late for our dinner engagement at my sister Britt's house. The food was not ready so it was fine. We ate a great meal. the cousins ran around and played. Us adults played a game. The McEvoy team was cursed with whack questions so we officially are not smarter then a fifth grader. Two of our questions no one playing could answer or had a clue. And 2 more we were half right. We needed more questions like what color mixed with blue makes green.

The game ended and we were rounding up the tykes when Jeddy started crying (this is not unusual the boys usually have many disagreements and physical altercation as they play). So I went back to convince one of the boys to share. I got there to find Jeddy's head covered in blood. I really wished it was extra Halloween make up the kids had gotten into, but no it was official blood from my boy.

I yelled for Ben and took Jeddy to the bathroom, we left a trail. At this point he starts to freak, b/c he sees the blood from the mirror. Also it is now covering his face and all in his eye. I try effortlessly to wash his face and keep pressure on the wound. But I did not know where it was yet. Ben comes and Britt and Dave supply me with rags. Ben locates the wound its maybe 3/4 inch, nice straight skinny clean cut. His hair was red, my clothes his clothes and the bathroom were covered. Luckily Jeddy for some reason only known to him had changed in to not one but 2 of Mikey's outfits when we arrived. So the blood stained clothes are Britt's So i don't have to worry about it. (wink, wink)

Dave the marine pulled out his combat first aid kit. If needed we could have packed his chest, placed a tourniquet, clotted an artery, and saved his life from scrap metal. But it was only a plastic toy plane (if you ask Mikey and a green flashlight if you ask Jeddy), so we just needed super glue and some duct tape.

I could go on for pages on the emotional drama, the back and forth of how to care for him, and the details of the crime scene. Not that a crime occurred. We finally laid him down clean, bandaged and happy at 11pm (yeah slightly after bedtime). From his actions and vitality today you wouldn't think he lost any blood or sleep last night.

It was our first blood experience. We have had 100's of scrapes and cuts. Up to this they have been kiss and put on a Spiderman band aid boo boo's. I guess our experience of parenting a Wild and crazy boy is coming to fruition. I have heard with Boys you should expect an ER visit every year. so many more of these I suspect are in our future.

Our restful relaxing day, ended as such. Yet we were able to sneak in some great excitement and lots and lots of blood.

More then meets the eye

I am not exactly sure how it all started. But I know this I am changed. One year for Christmas I received a toy car. It was a cute little yellow bug, named bumblebee.

Other Autobots were spread from child to child in our home year after year. But I loved my little bumblebee. My jet, triple-changer, and my little satellite from a happy meal have all safely made it to my brothers home, where they are currently under his care and on their way to a new fabulous life in Maryland.

I was so anticipating the transformers movie since the announcement years ago. And thrilled when they announced the voice of Optimus Prime would be none other then Peter Cullen, the voice from the cartoon series. I was devastated that I I couldn't see it until it's third week running. But I saw it. Ben took me out! I was giggling and crying and on the EDGE of my seat the whole time. One of my favorite parts is where Optimus prime transforms as he is speeding down the freeway to mission city. hello . .cool. Yet my heart belongs to bumblebee. No joke I seriously Cried when Bumblebee asked OP if he could stay with his human.

I realize this is probably not a normal obsession for a grown person, let alone, a female mother. Luckily for me my kids love it. So we go down the toy aisles now. I have trained them which ones to tell dad to get me for Christmas. We bought it and since have broken the family rule of one hour of TV MAX a day. oops!

friends and loved ones I hope you enjoy the Movie. I was not all that excited when Starbright, my little ponies and other child hood toys started to resurface. It made me feel old . ..outdated. But I relish and wade in the deep sea of transformers. I will end by using OP closing remarks.

With the Allspark gone, we cannot return life to our planet. And fate has yielded its reward, a new world to call home. We live among its people now, hiding in plain sight, but watching over them in secret: waiting, protecting. I have witnessed their capacity for courage, and though we are worlds apart, like us, there is more to them than meets the eye."

Beware neighbors

My entire family spent Saturday at Disney (marketing) land. IT was so great to be together again. It was the first time in 4 years. Our first time together since Dad died. We laughed, peed our pants, waited in line and reminisced. There was one thing in particular that possibly I had forgotten but most likely have forced it from my recollection due to the flavor that my siblings reminded me of. We have not completely figured it out but I am followed, met and trailed by natural disasters.

In my childhood we traveled to foreign countries annually. They were usually warm, sunny, tropical places of serenity, relaxation and great snorkeling. Our first of these trips was to Cancun Mexico. We booked our tickets and the forces of nature aligned and a hurricane hit Cancun a month before we arrived. Most of the FEMA tarps were gone in the places we toured and lived.

The next year was England; we actually had mostly sunny days. We suspect it was unofficially a disaster, since most seemed unsure what to make of that big, bright orange thing in the sky for 2 weeks. And our family was held in containment for SEVERAL hours as “people of interest” i in a flea market robbery. Interestingly enough having souvenirs and new jackets put us in a separate bracket from all the other American tourist with souvenirs only???!?!!?!!?? Our family has healed and moved past this boring and confusing time as we were all questioned by the proper authorities.

Then we move into the Caribbean phase of our family travels. I could properly relay this information with a meteorology account from the 1990's. Can anyone recall the most devastating hurricane of the United States Virgin Islands? That would be Marilyn. Yes as soon as my parent sealed the dates, we again set nature’s pendulum swinging. We planned a great Christmas on the Island of Kauai, between purchase and arrival the devastating hurricane Iniki visited. Luckily our condo had no damage. So we chopped a palm tree down, decorated it, put up the stockings and celebrated our first warm Christmas. Anyone remember Gilbert or Hugo? These are not relatives but hurricanes. And we vacationed in their aftermath.



We move to Virginia, 2 hurricanes(one neighbors home pictured to your right) and one earthquake later we move (the earthquake was only a 5 or so, very tiny, but we felt it. Ben does not think I can count it. He is just bragging since he has been in big time ones in the bay area growing up. He wont count them unless he sees cars driving off bridges.).

In our 3rd winter in Richmond, Virginia we had 4 terrible Ice storms- unusual for as far south as we were. However we have no complaints because church was canceled 3 times. So now that we are in San Diego County my siblings are suspicious of the wild fires.

My defense on the matter is . . . .hmmmph. Well I am taking any explanation you all can offer on the subject. I would like to think it is because we are there in the after math to help with the plummeting tourism. Yet that does not seem to resonate very well.

My friends and family When the McEvoy's call and start asking, "how is the weather in Iowa", "do you like the schools in Maryland". Protect yourselves from the trailing of natural disasters that accompany me.

Do you Urdu? I do!

this is for my brother।

I really do not Urdu but I couldn't pass up the chance to make my self look cooler then I am. Many of you know my brother is a Linguist for the Air Force (I might remind my readers it was the Air Force that saved us from Megatron). he basically learns languages so we never have too. I count 5, he doesn't think Korean still counts because he can only read, hear and write it and cant speak it or something along those lines. If I am at a Korean restaurant and He keeps me from sampling their specialty item, of Dog, or chicken hearts because he knows what blah, blah, blah means. I consider that a language you can cut a mark in your belt for.

Any way on to my point. as I delved into the online electronic world of blogging I found a way to write English and this program will translate it into Hindi script.
You say why does a crazy guy that speaks Urdu, Russian, English(somewhat), Spanish and Korean care about Hindi script. Well he really does and he will have to explain that to you.

So here it goes-
ट्रेवल साफे तो मेरीलैंड, इ विष यू ऎंड थे किड्स थे बेस्ट फॉर यौर फुतुरे।
यौर नेम इस क्रिस हट, यू मिघ्त वांट आईटी तो बे जैज़, बूट आईटी इस स्तिल्ल्च्रिस हट।

I will wait for further light and knowledge from my brother, to decipher my Hindi text.

Take it slow I'm new at this

I have decided to join the world of blogging.
With how much I check my email. I just need to invest my time into blogging.
I am currently typing as the TV blares no updated news about the fires that are circling around my house. My friends dog is hanging out with us. And earlier a neighborhood thief ran in my yard and jumped my fence to the wilderness behind our house. so we watched a gang of boys track him and drag him off to the cops.
Not only is today a new technological day as I blog, but its the first time we have been ordered to stay in our home as we are showered with ash. My first time to have a criminal run through my property and be 'brought to justice' in my back yard. First time babysitting a dog in our house while his family spends their evacuation at Disneyland. cant wait to see what tomorrow unfolds

7 Blister's Later

So in the crazy cool breeze of summer I had the strangest Idea.
I wanted to run more, get into races again and be in better health.
To support this notion I had an acquaintance I met once was training for the camp Pendleton half marathon.
So I decided then and there I could train and get ready in 2 month for 13.1 miles. My initial goal was to finish under 2 hours, my last half I finished in 1:43min. but 3 kids later I figured under 2 was good enough

Well that was the easy part . . .and the hard kept getting harder.
Many of yo know
I have a wonderful jogging stroller, and are thinking how great she throws the kids in and can go running.
HMMMPh, No! Shamefully I must admit I never used my great stroller to actually train. (it's mostly my great beach stroller and walk around with my Boys stroller)
To train with my stroller I would have to put 3 kids in a 2 seater and then therefore push 70 lbs up and down huge hills.
I am not that motivated. So that leaves me training when I have a sitter or husband.

So I usually run after the kids are in bed. I rarely sweat because of the cool crisp night air. I purposely dirt trails and the biggest hills around.
Well training didnt go so well, I was sick more then I wasnt. I have three kids and 4 people's schedules that over run my schedule.
So I went a handful of times, I worked up to 8 miles once and 3 6 to 6.5 mile runs. I would borrow friends dogs if it was going to be a real long or late run.

It was fun to be out and able to actually finish a complete thought. I then read more about the race and realized its BRUTAL. killer hot, steep grades, rocky terrain and my goal became just to finish before they closed the race.
So friday night I put my carbo loaded Motrin fed body to sleep at 9 pm.
Got up at 6 had some water bread, few strawberries and jammed to music as I curved trough rolling hills of Camp Pendleton.

I arrived got my power bar, new socks and insoles, hid my car key and set out for the race deck. I then realized as I was walking next to a perfectly toned, tanned fit, lady that I hadnt shaved in 2 weeks. I ment to save up and shave in the morning to help me glide through the air and run faster (it helps mentally at least).
As i got to registration and sign in I realized I was probably the only person there not in official running gear, armed with distance meter, gel energy packs, or an ipod. So I nestled in to the back of our 1020 mass start population. This is a marine base sponsored run so the vast majority of runners are active duty marines. I was a little if not completely out of place. So out of my element, unprepared, unshaven, and ready to be done I started my race. My hot, hot, uphill, rocky, hot, sweaty race

We climbed 1287 feet in the first 3 miles, and the average grade was 3. It was a long hard run, and I was pretty much done at mile 7 of 13.
Luckily mile marker 10 was blown down and I missed it. So when I got to mile 11 I was so relieved and picked up my pace. Luckily the last 2 miles were level or somewhat down hill. I kept looking for the balloon tunnel, the finish line, and it came not a foot to soon. I cooled down and tore my bloody shoes off, and wished i knew someone I could show my raw heels to.

So I did finish before the close of the race. I finished before 12 male active duty marines in my age bracket. How's that 1st lt Johnson ;-0. And I finished before all 65 to 70 year old male civilians and military, not sure that's so much to brag about . . .but there is not much more.

So I did it. I'll attach a link to the race results. Sorry dont have any pic's to send. Just picture me dripping w/ sweat, jk.
First is civilian result men then women, second is military men then women.

http://www.y-events.com/07cphalfciv.htm

http://www.y-events.com/07cphalfmil.htm

Solids, Tubes and Kindergarten

So today was an epic day for our family.


Madisen started Kindergarten!!!!!
She wasn't even scared. She knows a little boy in her class already. He is our neighbor and they have played.
She is really excited about their classroom computer, "Mom did you see the computer, it comes with a printer"
"Do you think they will restock the paper, there is only 2 sheets?" I assured her there would be plenty of paper, and all her fears were gone.

We curled her hair and she picked out her favorite outfit. She got to pick anything for breakfast; and she went with- cold cereal.
Mom and Dad and the boys dropped off Madisen to school. She played for a few minutes then lined up to go in. I am sure it will come as a big shock to everyone but I think she is the tallest in her class, and almost a foot taller then some of the girls.

Jeddy is potty trained, thank goodness. It was a breeze, It makes me love him so much more to think of how simple it was to progress from yucky diapers to spider man underwear. We spent our special time today at the park. Jeddy climbed to the top of the curly slide and then had me help him jump off. Tomorrow we are going to practice the jumping while spinning his webs. His blond hair is getting longer and blonder. To continue his ear saga he goes in for surgery on sept 11. It will be tricky because Ben will be out of town that day. Not only tubes but His amazing Doctor (I wish we met him 2 years ago) is going to remove his adenoids. We are keeping a close eye on several symptoms Jeddy has. If they worsen He will need his tonsils removed in the near future.

The best of all is our cute smiley Benson. He is 6 1/2 months and 17lbs. His best feature is his adoring smile that he willingly bestows on any onlooker.
No grandma in Carlsbad can resist giving him some love. After school as i was preparing food and filling the dishwasher he started grunting while sitting in his highchair and smiling at his siblings. Since moving him on solids he gets a bit backed up. I got his cereal made and was mixing his fresh pear sauce I came
to the table. I was confused because he had 'food' all over him. So as I was sitting the cereal on the table to get a wash clothe i realized it smelled so bad. Then I remembered the grunting. With all this coming together in nano seconds I took a closer look at the 'food' all over him. His legs were covered, between his toes, on his chin and cheeks(both sets mind you), All over his left arm, both hands, chest and back. Not to mention the large puddle he was sitting in and the other smaller ones on the chair and floor. Yes folks my son was covered in poop, pretty much head to toe.

So I did as any respectable Mom would do. I called Ben to see how soon he was coming home. After no reply I wiped his hands off and carried him in his high chair out front and sprayed everything and one off. Benson loved the hose water and being outside. The best part for me is that I just finished scrubbing his chair clean. Double rinse and sanitized w/ alcohol. strapped it on the chair and strapped in Bence for lunch. I should have waited to be so clean!

so its been an adventurous day for us. I'll attach pics for those that dont believe me and for those that cant get enough of my darling kids.

Love Kim