my blog is going private

I know, I know I'm a terrible blogger. The first step is admitting it right?

Anyways, over the last couple of months I've been doing a lot of thinking about this here blog. Why I have it? When and what to blog about? Who looks at my blog and why? blah blah blah... It's always fun to go see who's viewing your blog and what keywords they use to find your blog. I've definitely had some funny ones!

Creepy back rub guy, poopy diaper girl, a big special shoutout to all who made my birthday special?! But then I started to get some very creepy ones.. Let's just say it's pornographic. I was weirded out by it but just shrugged it off. But then it kept happening more and more frequently. I know I've never put pornographic material anywhere on my blog but it got me thinking. I don't want creepy perv's looking at my family pictures with me in them. And I especially don't want those perv's looking at my son! So I've decided to make my blog private!

I have so much to blog about but I'm just not comfortable writing all about my family and our adventures for the whole world to see. 

So if you're interested in keeping up with us, then send me your email in a comment and I'll add you to the list!

Yay!

We've definitely done some fun things, have some fun vacations coming up and have some big news too! I did something drastic that you wont want to miss either ;)

So get those emails coming!! And follow me on Instagram

my family

On October 30, 1996 my Grandpa passed away due to Leukemia. I never really knew my Grandpa. He lived in a tiny town called Byron, Wyoming with my Grandma while I lived with my family in Southern Utah. When you think about it, it's really not that far away. A days drive. A drive we made at least every year to go see my grandparents. My Grandpa was in a nursing home since before I can remember. He had health problems and couldn't take care of himself. The only memories I have of him involve someone else feeding him and him being in a hospital bed. I was nine years old when he died. I remember his funeral like it was yesterday! Before he died he wrote and published a book, "I Fought Leukemia And Won!". I have a copy and will cherish it forever. 

A few weeks ago I was able to fly up to Billings, MT for a family reunion. I was able to see my Grandma, who I haven't seen in about 10 years. She didn't know who I was because she has Alzheimer's. It was heartbreaking to say the least, but I understood.

While I was there I was able to go to Cowley, Wyoming to visit my Grandpa's grave. I learned so much about my family history and saw the place my Grandpa grew up. It was so cool! I love learning about my families history!

 My sweet Grandma

 I'm her youngest grandchild

 The old high school in Cowley, WY. My Grandpa helped build it when he was a kid!

 Hi Grandpa :)

Mom, Dad, the favorite grandchild and Grandpa :)

I was never very close to my Grandpa and I hate it. My kids will have a relationship with their grandparents. Even though we live far away from all three sets of grandparents, we've made it important that Kyson knows them! I had the best time on this trip and learned so much about my family. I love that I'm able to pass on the stories I learned about my grandparents on to my children someday!

Christmas in July

I know I'm so behind on this but at least I'm posting about it! I saw Christmas in July floating around blogland and I just HAD to be apart of it. I love Christmas and didn't want to wait another six months for it. So I joined in on the fun and was so excited about it! I was partnered up with Jules and was so excited to start shopping for fun things to send her! But it was SO hard to figure out to send her. Shopping for someone you don't know is tough. But I did my best and luckily she loved it!

My husband knew about the swap and was just as excited as I was haha. I was at work when my package arrived and he sent me a text saying it had arrived and to hurry up and get home so he could see what was inside.. He's a cutie!

Jules had recently been on vacation to Paris and sent me the best gift EVER!

-My favorite, mint M&M's

-Nail polish

-Some London chocolate

-A bunch of body wash samples

-A Paris key chain

-And a San Diego knick knack from her hometown

I was a little spoiled.

Thank you so much Jules, I LOVE it and the chocolate was divine!

disciplining your kids

I'm being very brave for posting about disciplining your kids aren't I?

It's kind of like talking religion or politics.

SO this happened to me the other day and I've felt weird ever since, so I'm asking for opinions on the matter.

My son is 3 1/2. Every one has always said that the terrible two's is definitely terrible, but age three is a 1,000 times worse. I couldn't agree more!! So my son is smack dab in the middle of his three year old year at full force and it makes me want to rip my hair out!

A couple nights ago my little family went out to dinner, Kyson was acting like a perfect child until we got out of the truck and started walking to the restaurant. Out of no where my dear child whom I love so much literally threw himself on the sidewalk, started rolling around, screaming, kicking, the whole nine yards. Over what? We have no idea!

We tried talking to him. It made things worse. We threatened to spank him. It made it EVEN worse. 

So what did we do? We spanked him. And right as we did, a grown man walked out of the restaurant and saw what happened. It was so humiliating but Kyson deserved it. We don't usually spank him in public but his fit was outrageous and he needed to be taught that that kind of behavior is very unacceptable. 

Well after he got his little spanking, he freaked out ever more and literally started slapping Dave. So we took him back to the truck where we could have a little more privacy. 

I looked up and noticed that the guy who saw us was sitting on the bumper of his car watching us like a hawk!! It was so uncomfortable and very distracting. We were not hurting our child, we were simply trying to teach him a lesson! We do not beat our child, we discipline. We don't spank hard enough to hurt him, just to get the point across that what he's doing is not ok! We have tried time out, no tv, toys etc, no dessert etc. He has outgrown these discipline actions. So we're trying spankings. So far it's worked pretty well. 

Once Kyson calmed down we were able to go into the restaurant and have a nice meal. The guy sitting on his bumper didn't leave until we were inside the building. I know this because I became the creepy one and watched him leave.

Now, was that man way out of line for babysitting us while we disciplined our child?

Were we wrong for disciplining the way we did?

 

I've felt so weird about it ever since it happened and I feel like such a terrible Mom now.