Jacob, the shoeless wonder and snow

Fall has arrived very quickly. In the morning it began with rain, then sleet, then hail, then snow. I don’t particularly like writing (or reading) about weather except for the fact that this kind of precipitation is still such a marvel to me at times! Especially when it happens within the space of a couple hours. The other reason for writing about the weather is because snow and coldness have arrived Jacob will have to accept the hard, cold truth that he will have to start wearing shoes.

It must be genetic. I don’t like shoes. I’m barefoot most of the time. I even have those Vibram 5 Fingers toe shoes. As close as I can get to being barefoot, the better.

Jacob has worn shoes in the past, and he currently has shoes to wear. In fact 3 really good pairs. Granted 2 are a tad big on him. But in his own words, “NO shoes! Too big small!”

Shoe attempt #1
I got two pairs online from a well respected site that is recommended by Podiatrists. (I am beginning to really appreciate and understand the importance of good shoes.) Two pairs because there was a sale. Plus, when it comes to little boys and shoes, 2 pairs are needed because they get worn out or grown out of so quickly.

When the “Brown Box man” came (Samuel’s term for UPS), I played up the big day for Jacob. “Look Jacob! New shoes for you! Old shoes were too small. New shoes for your feet. They are bigger and your feet will feel good.”

His eyes got big and he said, “yeah! new shoes.” We put them on his feet. He didn’t move. He looked up at me with the following look in his eyes, what-the-heck-is-this-strange-feeling-and-why-are-you-torturing-me-your-youngest-child-in-this-cruel-manner?

Keeping positive I smiled, “Look at your cool shoes! They have lights! See!”  An arms length away, “Come here! Come to mommy!”

No reaction.

Bigger smile and extending arms again, “Come here Jacob!”

Here comes the wind up.

“You can do it!”

WAAAHHHHHH! Not moving physically, but definitely moved to tears.  “No shoes! Too big small!!” WAAAHHHHH! “NOOO! Take off!”

I did keep trying to encourage him for the next 5 minutes, but he wouldn’t budge. Literally on both counts.

Alas, knowing that he will only grow, I didn’t return. I am keeping them in the shoe bin. We have our own family shoe store with all these boys that grow out of their shoes so fast. In fact, it’s time to expand our store and get a 2nd shoe bin.

Shoe attempt #2
So I go back online and order a 3rd pair. These are supposed to be just the right size, but I don’t know if they are the right size. The shoe trauma has left a mark on Jacob’s memory and he won’t even try on pair number 3 .

A week later Samuel says, “the Brown Box man is here!”

I tell Jacob, “Look! New shoes. These are smaller. They will fit feet good.”

With a matter-of-fact expression and voice, “No shoes. Too big small.”

However, it snowed yesterday. Samuel (5 years old) put on his boots, coat (with his favorite shorts of course) and ventured out into the backyard to happily experience the first snow of the season. Jacob stood at the back door with a sad countenance. He opened the door. Looked at the snow on the porch. Shut the door. Open door. Shut door. As if he was thinking, (he talks of himself in 3rd person) “Jacob want to go outside. Can’t go outside. Jacob want to go outside. Can’t go. Too cold. But Jacob want to go!”

I ask with a smile and happy voice, “Do you want to wear your new shoes?”

Matter of fact reply, “No shoes. Too big small.”

Later that day after school the friends began coming over. I was doing scouts with my 5 Webelos. Samuel’s friend Landon came over. Jacob often tags along with them. They are both good kids and let him. When they asked if they could play at Landon’s I said yes. I think Jacob may want to try on the shoes. Nope. He leaves with them and walks 2 houses down on the wet, cold 40 degree sidewalk.

Sigh. He’ll learn soon enough. When it gets cold and snowy enough.

Side note: You would think I learned my lesson about ordering online. Apparently not. However, the lure of not having to drive to a store and have kids run around asking me a thousand times to get this or that is what has me driving the mouse instead of the car to buy shoes.

Another reason to buy shoes online? If I had to go to the store I would have to go search for my own shoes to wear. But that’s another story…

Birthday Biking

Yesterday was my 37th birthday. I wanted to do something fun with my boys and create memories together. I had read about a new Mountain Bike park in Park City that was created specifically for mountain bicyclists to practice on. (Like a skate park.) As long as our family is trying different activities, I really wanted to try this out with them! Besides mountain biking has always been something that has intrigued me since I was in college and started biking.

Trailside Park opened in May of 2011 and there weren’t many people here on this Labor Day. It was a gorgeous day. Dave was our pit crew and Jacob’s playmate on the giant playground nearby.

The first thing we saw was a “pump track”. Hills designed for the mountain biker to learn how to get forward momentum without having to use pedals. We each tried this and were a little shaky, but we got better as we continued. James, Samuel and Benjamin got tired of this and went back to where dad and Jacob were. Anthony and I were pumped about this new adventure and we biked up the hill to see what other things there were to tackle.

Running Cousins

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Running cousins this morning for Spanish Fork Fiesta Days celebration. After Benjamin not doing so well in the Tour de Donut on the bike, I wanted him to experience something I knew his was good at – running. So Benjamin and Samuel did the 1 mile fun run with Matt. Benjamin’s time was 8:27 and Samuel’s time was 14:05. I started running with Benjamin, but he took off when Samuel and I were slowing him down. Benjamin also decided that he wanted to run barefoot, but did opt to run in socks since that would be slightly more comfortable. This was because he wanted a pair like my Vibram 5 fingers shoes, but they are too expensive for growing feet!

The older cousins ran the 10k. Brandon with his good friend Matt, Jared, Alyssa and Holly. In fact, I think after Brandon finished his 10k, Matt’s 1 mile fun run started and LaMont wasn’t ready to run with Matt, so Brandon jumped in the race to run with Matt. What a fantastic big brother!

Utah Tour de Donut

Our First Family Race - Tour de Donut held in Pleasant Grove/American Fork on July 16, 2011
Our First Family Race - Tour de Donut held in Pleasant Grove/American Fork on July 16, 2011

Our first family bike race!
Yesterday we participated in the Utah Tour de Donut. A spoof on Tour de France, and not nearly as long!  It was for charity, and a lot of fun.  I stumbled across this event as I was helping James with his Bicycling Merit Badge. He needed to look up the state laws regarding bike safety and this event was listed as an upcoming event.   When I clicked on the 45 second video showing last years event I laughed out loud so hard the rest of the boys came running into the kitchen to see what was going on. (Apparently I don’t laugh very often, and when I do it’s a major event!)  They watched the commercial with me again and I asked, “Well… should we do it?”   “YES YES YES YES, Pleeeeaasssse?!”

To sum it up: 3 laps of 7 miles each. At the completion of each lap, eat as many donuts as you can. For each donut eaten, get 3 minutes shaved off your final time. All the funds raised went toward charity stuff.

So we entered!  Dave was a volunteer since he hasn’t been doing the biking as we have.  While he is at work, we’ve been biking a lot – anywhere between 5-10 miles every 2 days.

Samuel (5) is one strong kid!
Samuel (5) is one strong kid!

Interestingly enough, it is Samuel (5) who is the strongest of all the brothers in regards to stamina. (And of course Anthony.) Samuel was actually the first one in our family to complete the 1st lap.

Sadly, Samuel had an equipment malfunction with his Camelbak (a drinking apparatus to drink water without dealing with hands and bottles). In our hurry to make it to the start line in time, I didn’t help him put it on his back, and he put it on upside down. So the water wasn’t coming down the tube when he wanted a drink. So he rode 7 miles without any water, and still came in 1st!  That kid is amazing.  He was also the youngest registered child that actually rode. (Jacob was registered, but wasn’t riding a bike. He was in the trailer I was pulling.)

Next was Anthony who was 10 minutes behind Samuel!

Anthony quickly eating a donut before getting back on the road. Dave's phone camera accidentally had a weird setting of a blue tint.  But at least we got this picture of him as he just took off on his own!
Anthony quickly eating a donut before getting back on the road. Dave's phone camera accidentally had a weird setting of a blue tint. But at least we got this picture of him as he just took off on his own!

I never even rode with Anthony because he just took off! He LOVED this event and wants to do more. He completed all 3 laps, but we won’t know his exact time because on the completion of the 3rd lap he didn’t go across the finish line for the computer to clock him. He went into the donut lane instead. We figured that he was about 15-20 minutes ahead of James and I. So when we get our times, I’ll calculate that in. Anthony says he ate 5 donuts total.

At the end of lap one. Benjamin (7), Samuel (5), Jacob (2). Picture taken by Daily Herald photographer
At the end of lap one. Benjamin (7), Samuel (5), Jacob (2). Picture taken by MARK JOHNSTON/Daily Herald

My mom  is here for a couple weeks and she came along to watch. She thought she’d just stay for an hour and have Lynette come get her.  But really enjoyed it and stayed and watched. After the end of the 1st lap, the 3 youngest were ready to stop.  So they stayed with Grandma Leavitt while Dave was doing his volunteer job.  They mostly just played in and around her and the bushes, watching the bikers come in and eat donuts. Benjamin ate 2 donuts. Samuel ate 2 donuts and Jacob had one.  (1,500 donuts were made by Maceys the night before. And they were ALL eaten too! About 600 riders were in the event.)

James eating at the end of his 1st lap. Same strange blue tint on the camera settings. Oh well.
James eating at the end of his 1st lap. Same strange blue tint on the camera settings. Oh well.

James at the end of his 2nd lap was getting exhausted but since he had to complete 25 miles that day for part of his Merit Badge, he said, “I HAVE to keep going.”  I did some quick plugging in of affirmations, prayers, and energy work  for him. About a quarter way through the 3rd lap he caught his second wind despite his gears not agreeing with his wanting to upshift.  James only had one donut because he didn’t like the regular glazed. He wanted chocolate cake with chocolate icing.  Gross. Makes me sick thinking about eating something that heavy!

Dave was a volunteer helping to put donut tally marks on participants tags as they came in and out. It was pretty much non-stop of 2 hours for him.

As for me, I really had a lot of fun and we’re looking forward to doing another family race soon!  Oh, and I ate 3 donuts 🙁

As a “treat” that evening we went to see the movie Cars 2. The boys loved all the action and the spy angle. Anthony observed, “they call that a rated G? There were machine guns, cars blowing up, and cars dying! That wasn’t a rated G!”

Since the Tour de Donut was only 21 miles, James had to go still another 4 miles to fulfill his 25 mile requirement. So he and I went to see the Spanish Fork Pioneer Cemetery that has recently been upgraded. Very nice place. (FYI – the Cycling Merit Badge actually is 100 miles total. So we’ll be doing some more riding!)

Last night we all slept very soundly. 🙂

Love,
~LaReita

p.s. For those detail people, wanting to know how we all got ourselves there with our bikes… I absolutely love our van. We folded down the back seat, took out the “2nd shotgun” seat, and were able to put in 3 big bikes as well as the trailer. In Dave’s car we put in the 2 smaller bikes and bungee corded the trunk down. Perfect! And there was a seat still for everyone without having to double-buckle.

p.p.s. One of the sponsors of the event is a blogger called Fat Cyclist. Here is his report on the event.

Relaxing at the end of the race, waiting for results to be announced.
Relaxing at the end of the race, waiting for results to be announced.

End of the race. Found some shade while waiting to hear results. James (12), Jacob (2), Anthony (9)
End of the race. Found some shade while waiting to hear results. James (12), Jacob (2), Anthony (9)

Benjamin (7) is tired. Waiting in the shade for results to be announced.
Benjamin (7) is tired. Waiting in the shade for results to be announced.

Jacob (2) wanting to grab the camera from me and take pictures. He's a little upset I'm not letting him have it.
Jacob (2) wanting to grab the camera from me and take pictures. He's a little upset I'm not letting him have it.

Hope of America

Every year around Utah Valley 5th and 6th graders learn songs and participate in a wonderful patriotic program – “Hope of America”. It is part of the Freedom Festival that Provo puts on every year.  One of the largest 4th of July celebrations in the country.  Basically lasts from April to July.  Lately whenever I’m at an event where the National Anthem is sung, I get very teary eyed and choke up. Every year I gain a greater and greater love for our country.

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James has loved being in choir this year for this very thing. In fact, the practice CD that he brought home is one of Anthony’s favorites.  One of the songs Anthony piped up, “This is my favorite one!” and he sang right along.  When I told my mom about this program she said, “Oh good! I’ll get to go to things like this soon!”  We are excited to have her up here soon enjoying her grandkids.

During the program there were also other performers, including a group of grandmas ages 50-94 that got out and danced on the dance floor!  It was amazing! I bet if Aunt Dawna wasn’t in a wheel chair with polio, she would have been one of those grandmas out there!  Dave said, “They should get a group out there with their Jazzy’s (brand of motorized wheelchairs) and do a choreographed thing!”    Also on this performance, Jacob was totally jamming out!  It was so fun to see him so excited.  He loves anything that is music and moving.  But he’s 2 – so that’s to be expected. 🙂

Also was a dedication to our soldiers who fight for our freedoms. At the end of that dedication, Benjamin (7 years old) leans over to dad and says in a very serious tone, “Dad. When I grow up I’m either going to be a miner or an army guy.”   I smiled. Well, it would probably be safer to be an army guy!  Benjamin being in the military is something that I’ve always known might happen anyhow. One of those things that you can just sense with your child.   Maybe he’ll be in army intelligence with his Chinese language abilities!  (Though he certainly wouldn’t be able to go on recon missions with his blonde hair!)

I’m looking forward to the next one in 2 years from now when Anthony will be in 5th grade and participate in the choir.  And mom will be able to come to it too!

And a little child shall lead them

I tell Jacob, “Time to go on a car ride!”

I open the garage door, get my things. He walks out. I go back in to get something else.

Find him out on the front lawn just sitting.

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“Come on! Let’s go!”

Shakes his head.

“We need to go!”

Nope.

Sigh.  I go pick him up amid his much protesting.
That day I thought I had to be a  Human Doing, instead of a Human Being.
I should have followed his example now that I look back at this picture.

Next time. Sadly, there won’t ever be that exact moment again.  I ignored that moment in time, and that moment will never come back.

Often I think that kids are sent to us to remind us to just BE.
Be quiet. Be still. Enjoy just being. Love our being.  Love our fellow beings.
Sit and feel nature and God’s love surround you.
Sit and feel of your child’s love.

“And a little child shall lead them.” – Isiah 11:6

Preschool field trip to farm

The Joy School group that I’m in has been great this year.  Not only has saved money, but has been fun to choose what field trips we could do with the kids.  (See the Instrument Petting Zoo post).

Today we went to Pleasant Grove to the Hee Haw farm where the farmer’s wife did a fun little presentation, then the kids got to go pet (chase) the new animals, go on homemade slides and rides.  Pretty good for $6 admission. (And smart business practice for the farmer!)

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Jacob ABSOLUTELY loved the animals. He kept going back to the rabbits and wanting to pet them. I had to chase a couple of the rabbits that got out of their cage because of all the attention they were getting from the kiddos.

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Samuel’s favorite was the LOOOONG homemade slide. Complete with a water puddle at the bottom 🙂  !   Fortunately he wore the right kind of pants that dried quickly when I had him sit on the black, really warm tubing.

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Benjamin the Bobcat

Benjamin is an official Tiger Cub Scout.  When he turned 7, he constantly reminded me that I needed to get him signed up for Tiger cubs.  So I called our local Boy Scouts of America office and found a Pack in Springville that has Tiger Cubs.  Dave has been taking him every Tuesday night (same night as James’ Boy Scouts here in SF). They have been having so much fun together.

Tonight Benjamin got his Bobcat award.  He was absolutely thrilled.  Kept saying, “now I’m Bobcat scout! You need to get me the Bobcat hat, shirt, and, and….”

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Well, not quite Ben. Had to explain that every Cub Scout has to get their Bobcat (even a Webelos) before they can earn their rank advancement (Tiger, Wolf, Bear, Webelos).

But we had lots of fun tonight!

To my chicken loving family members

I don’t know why it is that having chickens brings such joy, but it does! (On most days) Please forward to any other family that you know has chickens.  It would be interesting to find out how many of us are keeping chickens!

Perhaps our chicken fascination is genetic… afterall LEL hauled his chickens from Nevada to Idaho in 1942. Does anyone know why? Maybe he just liked them so much he wanted to keep them!

Yesterday this scene unfolded: my cat and chickens observing each other cautiously  with the back door as their barrier.  It was a hoot!

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Have a wonderful Easter  celebrating our Savior’s gift to all.
Love,
LaReita