For Wizzy

Since Wizzy isn't sure who reads her blog, I'll fill this out just for her. I'll fill it out for Paige too, but those answers will be largely figments of my imagination. That way she will have to post to correct me, on the blog I supposedly started for her on which she has posted all of once. :)

1. What was I doing ten years ago?

Jason: Let's see, that would be 1998, the end of junior year at Dordt College. Fairly close to graduation, so 10 years ago I am fairly sure I had an ulcer that I probably should have had treated. The cause of said ulcer was the fact that I had no job lined up for the summer, I was getting my first B in a class since... ohhhh like third grade (I know, horror!), and I had a ginormous crush on the girl who lived in the room across the hall. Only problem was, she was going out with my roommate at the time. Thus the ulcer. I finally couldn't take it anymore, so I asked one of her roommates what was going on. Came to find out that she was breaking up with my roommate on that same day. I think I asked her out the next day. (I know, total violation of the guy code. But he and I are actually good friends to this day.) I believe that same day, we all went to the bar after a final exam, or maybe someone's birthday (Drinking? At Dordt? Never...) Somehow the guys discovered that they had missed buying me drinks for my 21st birthday, and proceeded to make up for their lack of observing tradition. A short time later, I was seeing double. Then triple. The girl next door ended up having to drive me back to our apartment building. Then she had to go to work that night. I hung out in her apartment, while all her roommates grilled me about exactly how long I had been pining for her. I do not recall many of the details, for obvious reasons. I am sure they extracted far more information from me than I wished to reveal.

Paige: She also fell madly in love with the handsome gentleman across the hall, and wanted to marry him and make lots of babies. Worked out pretty well for her, if I do say so myself... ;)

Seriously, I can hardly believe that was 10 years ago. And I love her more now than I did then. So her answers below are all in good fun...

2. Five things currently on my to do list:

Jason:
- Write in the boys notebooks. We write them a letter in a notebook every year for their birthday. I still haven't written mine. Their birthday is in July. The girl next door is a weee bit upset with me.
- Pack my stuff for the hospital. Lots of reading material. And a dog shock collar.
- Charge the camera batteries for the hospital.
- Give blood on Sunday.
- Fix the fan in the boys' room.

Paige:
- Give birth.

3. Five snacks I enjoy:

Jason:
- Chocolate covered coffee beans.
- Fudge from a real fudge shop.
- Jamba juice.
- A tall glass of freezing cold milk.
- Anything else with chocolate.

Paige:
- Bon bons. While watching soap operas, of course. (Isn't that what stay at home mom's do all day?) ;)

4. Five things I would do if I were a billionaire:

A billionaire? One billion dollars? You invest that at just 5% annually, that is an annual income of 50 million dollars. $136,986 a DAY! I can't even fathom that. You could buy a Ferrari for every day, and still have money left over.

Jason:
- I wouldn't tell a soul. You would have people coming out of the woodwork asking for a handout.
- Hire someone to totally rebuild the Bronco.
- Give a whole bunch of it away.
- Build "the big" house with a full shooting range in the basement.
- Have a room full of gold coins to swim through just like Scrooge McDuck ;)

Paige:
- She would have a lot more shoes.
- The "big house" would need an extra garage bay just for all the strollers.
- I'm guessing we would adopt about half of Africa.
- And probably travel all over the world too.

5. My five bad habits:

Jason:
- See the list of my favorite snacks. Enough said...
- I pick my fingernails and toenails. Paige bet me that I couldn't stop for 6 months. I won the bet.
- I thoroughly enjoy my own bodily noises (Is that actually a habit? And a bad one?)
- I often drink milk right out of the carton. If you come to our house and want a drink of milk, you probably will want to open a new carton.
- I rarely use blinkers. I'll drive 400 miles and never turn on the blinker, and then turn it on as I make the turn into our driveway. Paige just rolls her eyes.

Paige:
- She grooms me like a monkey. Usually while I am driving. Suddenly I get a finger jammed halfway down my ear, with no warning at all, like a chimp looking for a tick. She's lucky I can keep it in the lane...

6. Five places I have lived:

Jason:
- Dallas, TX
- North Phoenix, AZ
- Sioux Center, IA
- Tucson, AZ
- Gilbert, AZ

Paige:
- Grand Rapids, MI
- Sioux Center, IA
- Phoenix, AZ
- Gilbert, AZ

7. Who's next?
I have no idea. I don't think anyone reads this blog either. :)

I better go write in the boys' notebooks now. I am supposed to be finished by Friday...

Daddy date

Ella just called me and asked me on a daddy date.  A dad can't hardly say no to his little girl asking him out.  So tomorrow morning you will find us at The Farmhouse in "downtown" Gilbert, enjoying pancakes, eggs, and sausage!  Then maybe a trip to Home Depot to get some home repair supplies. (Every little girls dream, I know.)

Now if only I can convince her to not ask any other boys out for ohhhhhhh... 23 years or so.  :)

Countdown to B-day

There is now less than 1 week left until Addink kid #4 arrives. Next Friday at 1:30 Paige is scheduled for a C-section, and we get to meet our new addition. Since the day and time of birth aren't exactly surprising, we decided to be surprised as far as the sex of the new arrival. We figure we have girl clothes and boy clothes now, and no matter what the other three kids are moving into a room together for a while.

So I put a poll over on the right. Make your guess as to whether we will be having a "Bob" or a "Betty." For that matter, post a comment with your guess as to what we will name him or her. I think we have finally decided on a boy name in just the last few days (unless someone in the comments gives us a better idea.)

And check back here in a week for the pictures and statistics. I'm going to try to post a lousy cell phone picture to the blog before we leave the operating room. :)

Shocking...

So the new Addink arrives next week Friday. Paige has mentioned several times that she needs some device to wake me in the middle of the night in the hospital. Not that I have a history of sleeping through crying newborns in the hospital or anything. So far she has suggested the following...







At least she hasn't suggested this yet...


Needless to say, I'll be going heavy on the coffee next week...

Bruising Grandma's ego

Grandma Addink came over to watch the munchkins tonight. Levi and Noah hurled the insults at her.

Just as we were leaving, Noah walked up to Grandma and said "Grandma, is there a baby in your tummy, or is it just fat?" Oh my. We all got a good chuckle, even my mom.

Then at bedtime, the boys were goofing around in their room instead of going to sleep. Grandma went to check on them, and told them goodnight (again.) Noah sweetly called out "Goodniiiiight ollllld granny!"

My mom also said that Levi walked up to her the other week and said "Grandma, your hair is goofy!"

Really, they come up with these things all on their own...

Random kid moments

Paige has a bad habit of leaving cash in her pants pockets. So when she does the wash, there are usually a few bills that end up floating around the dryer. They usually make their way to the top of the dresser when the laundry gets put away.

So yesterday Ella was playing with her purse. She told Paige "I have lots of dollars in my purse." Paige looked up from what she was doing, and saw Ella pulling a wad of cash from her wallet. Paige counted it out... $106. Our 4 year old has managed to collect $106 from the laundry and stash it away in her purse. This does not bode well for when she turns sixteen. The cash won't remain in our pockets long enough to even get to the laundry...


Grandma Meyer is here visiting for a few days. She was telling Ella that she was only staying for a couple of days, but that she would be coming back when the new baby was born. Grandpa is going to come first though, then Grandma. Ella looked at her and said "Good, Grandpa is more fun! But I still want you to come back too."


Justin and Lindsey came to visit a few weeks ago. One night we were chatting about politics, and either Lindsey or Justin ask me who I voted for in the Arizona primary. From over in the corner, Noah chimes in... "Mitten Romney!" All the kids went with us in February to vote, and i kept telling them we were voting for Mitt Romney. Noah called him Mitten though. But that that little bugger remembered for over a month, and even knew we were talking about voting. It's frightening how much their little minds absorb...

Home Invasion

I walked out of the front door this morning to go to work. As I walked down the sidewalk and heard some buzzing around my head. I stopped, turned around, looked up, and saw this...

Then I ran screaming like a little girl back into the house. Kidding! I did, however, call an exterminator. He came out and blasted them with about four gallons of pesticide, which did a good number on them.

I just counted the bees. In a 100 ml container, there were 300 bees. And I measured 2,900 ml of bees total. That works out to 8,700 bees!

The kids were all fascinated and wanted to see the bees. We peeked around the corner before the exterminator came and checked them out. Levi told Paige that he was thankful to God that the man came to kill the bees.

Wigs

Levi and Noah found the wig from my Halloween costume tonight, and thought it would be funny to try it on. I guess this is a preview of what they will look like in 10 years, if the hairstyles for teenage boys are the same as they are right now. Freakin' long haired hippie kids these days...

Levi


Noah


Ella had to try it out too...


They all made me try it on...


Even Banjo got in on the action...


And finally, the best lookin' one in the family. I guess we'll find out tonight if blondes really do have more fun ;)

Easter cookies

The kids got a cookie kit from Great-Aunt Janna for easter. The dough looks like playdough, but actually tastes good. They also got frosting to put on top. Yesterday Grandma came over to watch the kids so we could get some things done around the house. They all decided to make the cookies.

Levi


Noah


Ella


I snuck a few of the cookies from the tray. They tasted pretty good. Unfortunately, I only saw Ella doing this between frosting each cookie AFTER I had eaten them...



Lovely...


Consider this your warning if we ever offer you cookies at our house.

The bunk house

So Paige's nesting instinct is kicking into overdrive now. On the last go round, we ended up buying a new house. At least this baby has just been limited to re-arranging furniture. Today we decided to change the rooms around to get ready for the new arrival. We have two sets of bunk beds. Until now, one was set up as bunk beds in Ella's room, and the other was set up as two single beds in the boys' room. Today we moved one of Ella's beds into the boys' room and told her she was going to move in there for a while when the new baby came. At first she was excited, thinking it would be fun to have a sleepover with her brothers every night. A little while later, she started realizing that this meant her room would no longer be the same. Her bed got moved out, her little playhouse got taken down and stored in the closet, her dresser got moved into the boy's closet, and the crib got set up in "her" room. She was not too pleased about this. We had a heart to heart and explained that the new baby needed somewhere to sleep, and that as soon as it could sleep through the night, she could move back to her room. If it is a little boy, it will go sleep with Levi and Noah, and if it is a little girl, then she and Ella get to share a room. This seemed to sooth her hard feelings. By bedtime, she was excited to sleep in her new room with the boys. Overall, she took it like a little trooper. We'll see how it goes with three kids in the same room. Tonight wasn't exactly smooth, but they are all sleeping now.

Here is the final result...

Ok ok, not really. But three beds in one small room feels like it...

And here is the new baby's room. I am really hoping it is a girl, because I can't hardly contemplate my boy sleeping in this...

Pink walls, butterfly rug, flowers on the curtain. It would probably permanently warp the poor boy. So let's hope it's a girl. Plus, another boy means that all three of them will spend the rest of their childhood crammed into a single room. A girl just works better...

Paige is feeling guilty over the whole thing. Ella was crying, and Paige said it was breaking her heart. "I'm a mother, it's my job to feel guilty over how I have wronged my children." Then she felt guilty because the new baby doesn't get it's "own" room, it gets a mismatched collection of leftover furniture crammed into Ella's old room. Pregnancy hormones. I don't feel sorry for the new kid at all. She (?) will be the only one in the house who gets a room all to herself.

So after a late kiddo bedtime tonight, I better get to sleep. Because 6:53 AM will come to soon. Why 6:53? That is approximately the time the garbage truck will roll past our house tomorrow. The truck will wake up the boys, who will barrel out of their room and into ours, still half asleep, screaming half with excitement and half with pure terror that they will miss seeing the garbage truck go by. Heaven forbid they actually do miss the truck going by, or they spend the next 30 minutes sobbing until he makes his second loop through to collect the other side of the street. Definitely no need for an alarm clock on Monday mornings in our house...

Aye carrumba...

Aunt Angie babysat the kids yesterday afternoon. I came home from work to find Noah dressed like this...

Sheesh. Angie's excuse was that he wanted to wear it. I suppose if he wanted to play with matches, she would let him do that too. It's bad enough that Grandma taught them to call their diapers "panties." Now I come home and the kid is wearing a girly skirt.

Happy St. Patrick's Day!

Ella saw this and said "Dad, when was this? When did we dance like that?" They all had to watch it 10 times before bed. Every time the intro ran, they all shouted "Jib Jab!"

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Weird, weird dream

I didn't get much sleep last night. At least not much good sleep. I had the weirdest dream. Twice. Normally I only remember bits and pieces of my dreams. This one I remembered the whole thing. Twice. Although the details are fading now.

Paige and I lived in a house, only it wasn't our house. The rooms were all in different places. And Paige didn't really look like Paige, although she still looked like someone I know, although I can't quite put my finger on who. We also only had one child, a boy instead of Ella. Again, it wasn't any of our kids, but somehow looked familiar.

In my dream, I kept waking up all night long because the baby monitor was making weird sounds. Not the normal baby monitor squeaks and squeals, but bumping noises... and footsteps. Like someone was in the baby's room. I kept getting up to go check, but there was never anyone there. It did, however, creep me out to go into the baby's room.

I woke up the next morning (in my dream) and went to go get the baby. He was happy and playing, and all the sudden froze. He stared straight past me, into the room, looking intently at something. And from the other room, I could hear the same bumping and footstep noises over the baby monitor. Only I couldn't actually hear them inside the room. The baby just kept staring past me at something... or nothing. The hair on my neck was standing all the way up, so we got out of there as fast as we could.

For some bizarre reason, at naptime, I put the baby back to sleep in the room, even though I didn't want to stay in there any longer than necessary. And for some reason, my sister was over. We were sitting there talking, and the monitor started making the creepy noises again. My sister jokingly said "Sounds like a ghost in the nursery." I just looked at her and said "I think there is, and I'm not sure what it wants."

Then the dream just ended, and I woke up in cold sweat. Twice.

I have no idea what this is supposed to mean.

(However, it could have something to do with the fact that a certain friend of mine came over, and told me this creepy story about his sister-in-law. And then joked that we should harass his sister-in-law about letting her baby sleep with a ghost. Sorry sister-in-law, I couldn't resist. I didn't really have any weird dreams. Seriously though... uber creepy.)

It's... ALIIIIIIVE!

The Bronco moved under it's own power today, for the first time in nearly 2 years. My repairs appear to have been successful. No coolant leaks, no vacuum leaks, timing appears correct and the engine is now harmonically balanced. Took it for a few loops around the block... and the dreaded death wobble has returned. Front end shakes at about 45 MPH. So I have to figure that out, before I can drive it over for registration. But it runs! I had a big grin on my face the first loop around the block!

One of those days...

The Bronco has been out of commission for almost 2 years now. That is depressing. It died the same day Tucker did. We were headed out to go camping at Lake Pleasant. Paige and the kids were up at my moms, and I grabbed some last minute supplies and loaded up Tucker in my Bronco. We were cruising down the highway, and all the sudden Tucker gets all woozy and can't stand up. By the time I get pulled over on the side of the road, he was dead. No heartbeat, no breathing, nothing. Just a limp dog and the rancid smell of death in my passenger seat. So I pulled off the freeway to turn around and go to the pound. As I pulled up to the my truck started making awful clanking noises. Sounded like I had a wrench bouncing around the oil pan. Not good. I made it to the pound, dropped off Tucker, drove home, parked the Bronco, loaded everything into the Escape, and went camping. The Bronco has sat in the garage ever since, because I was too scared to to find out how bad the repairs were going to be.So last weekend Levi and Noah and I did a little investigating...

After some dead ends, I finally discovered the harmonic balancer had failed, and the outer ring was just bouncing around, making a huge racket. Not such a bad repair after all. So I ordered the balancer from Auto Zone, and wen't to go put it one. Wrong part. My old one has three bolt holes for the pulley, the new one has four. Crud. Finally thanks to searching classicbroncos.com, I find the part number I need (of course the Autozone monkeys aren't able to do this.) Order that one, and wait for it to show up. Since I've got it torn apart anyways, I decided to pull off the water pump and replace the gasket, since I have a small annoying leak somewhere in there. Start pulling that off (last night), get to the last bolt holding it in, and... SNAP! Freakin' bolt snapped off! Great, so now I have to pull the timing chain cover off as well so I can remove the bolt. So I pull all the bolts out of that, but it is hung up on the one that snapped off. So I pry a little with a screwdriver, and... CRACK! Freakin' timing cover crumbles to pieces. Oh lovely. Guess the coolant leak wasn't from the water pump, but the corroded cover. Now I have to find one of those as well. So I get the cover off, and take a look at the timing chain. It is really loose. So might as well replace that too.

Progress as of this morning, with new timing gear installed:

So this morning I call Driven Auto Parts, and they have a timing cover. NAPA has the timing chain and gears. So I drive from Gilbert to 35th Ave, in morning rush hour traffic, pick up the parts, and head back home. I pull off the old timing gears, slide the new ones on... and the fuel pump eccentric doesn't fit back on. Argggghhhh!!! Call all over town, try to find anyone who has a different set. No one does. So I swing by All Mustang Performance. They have a set, but it still isn't the right thing. So I head back to NAPA, this time in afternoon rush hour, to try my luck at finding the right timing gear. The first lady is completely useless, just looking up the part number I already have. Finally some guy comes over, takes a look, and suggests looking up the part for a '74 Bronco. Sure enough, that is the right part. Totally logical... '74 timing chain in my '70 engine. Get the new gear and head home. Pick up the harmonic balancer on the way home, and it actually looks like the right one!

I got the gears installed, timing cover back on, new water pump back on, radiator and fan back in. Now the final task... to remove the other bolts that I broke off in the intake manifold (for the water neck.) I broke them last night, tried to removed them this morning and they wouldn't budge, so I soaked them in oil all day. I tried to back the first one out slowly with an Easyout... BANG! Easyout exploded. Great, not I have the Easyout stuck in the broken bolt, so I'll never get it out. Guess I will also be getting a new intake manifold. Let's hope I can find one in stock somewhere tomorrow.

So the simple job of just the harmonic balance turned into:
- new timing cover
- new timing chain and gears
- new water pump
- new intake manifold
- and who knows what else will go wrong tomorrow...

My goal was to get it running tomorrow and head to emissions and MVD and get it re-registered. Chances of that happening look slim now...

Progress as of tonight...

Slovenia?

So I added this ClustrMap thing to our blog, that shows where people are visiting from. So far we've got what appears to be Arizona, Utah, Iowa, and Michigan. These make sense, as we know people from there.

But almost immediately, someone from Germany shows up, followed by what appears to be Slovenia. What in the world? How does someone from Slovenia stumble across an obscure blog with pictures of our kids? So if you visit from Slovenia (or anywhere outside the US) leave a comment. I'm curious how on earth you got here...

SB 1214

I had President's Day off, so I spent half the day at work, and the other half at the state capital listening to testimony before the Senate Judiciary Committee on SB 1214. This is a bill going through the senate that would allow concealed weapons permit holders (CCW) to carry a gun concealed on all school campuses in the state. For a gun geek and political junkie, I actually had fun at this (yeah, yeah, make all your jokes now.)

Senator Karen Johnson sits on the Judiciary Committee, and is a sponsor of the bill. I always see her name attached to pro-gun bills, and am even more impressed after seeing her challenge some of the people opposed to the bill. Ron Gould also did a good job challenging the anti's, and Chairman Chuck Gray seemed to do a good job allowing both sides to be heard.

Testimony started with those opposed to the bill. First up were the litany of police chiefs, from the Arizona Chief of Police Association, NAU, ASU, and U of A. They gave the standard police chief line... guns on campus will slow police response down because they will have to check every gun, guns could be stolen on campus, etc. Chairman Gray asked every chief what their response time would be. All said somewhere between 3 to 5 minutes. The senators pointed out that in almost no school shootings have the police arrived in time to stop the gunman. The spokesman for the Arizona Fraternal Order of Police was even more hysterical. He imagined CCW holders having gunfights at football games, gunmen targeting teachers first, and others I didn't write down. Basically painted CCWs at raving lunatics who shoot people at the drop of a hat. Senator Gould asked him if he could cite any instance where a CCW holder had pulled a gun on another parent. He could not. Next up was the spokesperson for the West Valley Chiefs of Police. He was also opposed. After citing his reasons, Senator Johnson asked him if he had taken an oath to uphold the constitution. Yes. Does the constitution include a right to bear arms? Yes. Again, Senator Johnson is awesome.

After the police chiefs were the ladies from Arizonans for Gun Safety. Talk about out there. The first was appalled that this bill even was being heard in committee. Her solution to gun violence in schools was metal detectors at all schools, additional police at all schools, more psychological counselors, and all gun purchasers must pass a psychological evaluation. Who pays for all this? Taxpayers of course, with a special fee levied on CCW holders. The second lady was sure that devious little children would somehow steal guns from their teachers and shoot their fellow students. Senator Johnson pointed out that from 1977-95 there were 15 school schootings, with 19 dead. In 1995 alone, the year that the Gun Free Schools Act passed, there were 5 shootings. So the laws prohibiting guns obviously did not make schools the safe havens these ladies imagine.

The young man from Young Democrats of Arizona claimed that all the students and teachers in AZ were opposed to this bill. Contradicted later by students and a teacher who testified in favor of the bill. He also stated that a place saturated with guns can be more dangerous that without guns. His evidence? His time in Iraq with the National Guard. There might be a few differences between Iraq and the US other than the number of guns.

Next up were those supporting the bill. Unlike the antis, who mainly represented police chief organizations, city governments, or anti gun groups, most of those supporting the bill represented only themselves. There was passionate support from a former Mesa police officer, and now high school history teacher. Also another teacher who pointed out that the current response plan for teachers is to huddle their students in the corner and HOPE the gunman doesn't come into the classroom. All she wants is the chance to fight back. Several college students testified.. one who has been mugged twice at U of A, one who has had several friends raped at U of A, one who has a CCW but can't carry on campus. All said they just wanted to have the right to defend themselves. In all, some 18 people testified for the bill, and addressed every issue that the police chiefs and worried women raised.

Like I said, as a political junkie and gun nut, I was fascinated. Unfortunately the committee did not vote because one senator was missing. Hopefully they pass the bill from committee, then the senate and house. Of course, I imagine the chances of the Governor signing it are slim to none.

One... two hands

Paige just relayed the following story to me. She was getting laundry out of the dryer, and Noah walked in...

Noah: "Mom, I need a popper" (one of the pop guns we got a Cabelas)

Paige: "Here you go"

Noah: "Mom, I need another one"

Paige: "I just gave you one. Why do you need another one?"

Noah: "I have one, two hands... I need one, two guns!"


Warms me down to the sub-cockles of my heart... :)

Random Quotes...

from our kids:

1) This morning, as Paige comes out of the bedroom after getting reading for the morning.

Ella: "Mom, you look like you are going to church. And you smell like it!"

2) Noah, last night, completely out of the blue:

"Grandma is cute!"

We called Grandma so he could tell her. Apparently he was supposed to tell us that Grandma was "smart" because she used tape and a feather duster to get a balloon of the ceiling the other night.

3) Virtually every night at bedtime, for the past month.

Noah: "DAD, I DON"T LIKE YOU! YOU ARE MEAN! GO BACK TO WORK! SHRIEEEEEEEK!!!"

The kid only wants his mother at bedtime. They have been going through a round of evil bedtimes, where we have to sit outside the door to keep them in their room. If Paige sits outside the door, they just cry and eventually go to sleep. When it is my turn, Noah yells all sorts of things at me. The last few days they are doing much better (I have no idea why) and there hasn't been any yelling. Hopefully they are over whatever was going on...

2007 Review - Jib Jab Style

I just found out that Jib-Jab posted a 2007 Year in Review video. Hilarious!

Video

Of course, then I had to go and re-watch the classics. These were hilarious 4 years ago (and still are.) I can't wait to see what they come up with in the run up to November '08!

This Land! | Funny Jokes at JibJab

Good to be in DC! | Funny Jokes at JibJab

Second Term | Funny Jokes at JibJab