T.O. like you've never seen it

A one year old boy who respectfully honors his timeouts has become quite the talk among both Erik's and my family as they've witnessed several accounts of this comical phenomenon. I know timeout is not meant to be funny, nor toyed with. But if you could only see! When Kimball was about 15 months old, I started putting him in timeout when he was doing something I asked him not to. For me, what works is to just sit him down facing the wall with his feet flat against the wall, in any room, or even in the outdoors on occasion, as you will notice from Erik's soccer game below. And for some TOTALLY odd reason, whether he'd been totally hyper, crying, or whatever just seconds before, the moment he sits in timeout he is dead quiet and 100% STILL. He doesn't move a muscle and it is HYSTERICAL! This is something that I never thought of taking pictures of until Erik's sister Miriam couldn't stop snapping when we were vacationing in Cambria this summer. Miriam and Rachel kept begging me to put him in t.o. due to any slight misbehavior but I reserved them only for when they were due. Now my own family begs for the same sight, it is seriously unbelievable and hilarious. Just last week Erik and I let him out of the cart at the grocery store and he went sprinting down the frozen food aisle so I yelled down the aisle, "Kimball, stop running away or you will sit in time out!" He IMMEDIATELY dove into timeout position and was sitting dead still with his feet against the freezer! We were laughing so hard!

These pictures I'm attaching are a collection from the past 6 months and don't worry, I always turn off the flash so he doesn't know that he's being mocked. Hopefully you can capture the "stillness" as you view these pics ;)

Scone me baby

There is just something about messy baby faces that never gets old, at least when it's your own kid. I think Kimball gave his first scone two thumbs up, thanks Aunt dd!

I'm a pug-like ambassador, who knew?

What's Your Dream Job?

My Result: Ambassador

Sales representative? No way. Chemical engineer? Not you. With a big heart and a natural knack for smooth-talking, there's no doubt that you could go head-to-head with Angelina Jolie for best humanitarian. Whether you're smoothing over a fight between feuding friends or solving the stickiest of situations, you somehow manage to keep even-keeled under the heaviest of pressures. That's why the perfect job for you would be making sure that people all over the world are happy, healthy, and safe.


And while there may be a lot of competition on the international stage, this world could still use all the caretakers it can get. So make sure to take your heart wherever you go! Believe it — no matter where you work, your coworkers will be glad you're there.

What are you?
http://web.tickle.com/jumpto?test=jobdreamogt&c=50652

What Breed of Dog Are You?

My Result: Pug

No bones about it, you're an intelligent, playful Pug. Witty and charming, you're a lot of dog wrapped in a small package. People just love you — a wonderful approachability and sense of humor put you at the top of everyone's list. And because you're smart and quick-witted, you attract a crowd wherever you go. (Have you ever considered running for office or starting a company? You've got the charisma for either.) But that doesn't mean you can't be a little naughty or mischievous when opportunity knocks — you've definitely got a nose for fun! A happy, optimistic breed, you're admired and respected by all. Woof!

What are you?
http://web.tickle.com/jumpto?test=dogogt&c=50652

Okay, seriously I'm way too obsessed with this website and I've been taking these silly quizzes for the last hour and a half. I think I've taken every quiz out of every magazine and could probably write better quizzes than these yahoos. Anyhow, I chose to post these 2 as they were the ones that caught me most off guard. I was kind of more hoping for something along the lines of game show host and Labrador retriever! Being an ambassador is way too serious/intense of a job for me nor would I want to be compared to Angelina in any way. And, I didn't respond to any question that would indicate having a flat face nor did it question any asthmatic history, whatever.

p.s. I just came back to add this note, I saw on the blog the text of the explanation isn't showing up dang it, I'm not sure why. Sorry, that kinda makes this post really lame but I'm too lazy to look back into how to fix it.

What's your Easter vice?

Yep, that's them, you know the ones. Those darn Cadbury chocolate mini eggs. If for some horribly under privileged and really sad reason you have never tried these, DON'T!! They will take you under by the mouthful. Something about that candy shell, and the chocolate they use, the way it kind of crunches open and then melts in your mouth, I swear it's better than Swiss chocolate! And it's so weird that the very same company is still selling those Cadbury yolk eggs which I practically barf at the sight of, they sting my throat. Anyhow, it totally infuriates me that these are sold everywhere over a month away from Easter. I know that's how it always is but with how often I go to the grocery store, that is putting myself up against serious torture. In past years, I'd just buy 'em up, no problem. In fact I'd buy several extra bags and freeze them so I could continue to gorge on them after Easter when they were no longer being sold. That was the high metabolic me. I've noticed in my 30th year of life, I can't get away with this "hording sweets" practice as easily anymore. I don't think that mouthwatering sugar cookie bouquet from Cookies by Design that Kimball gave me for Valentines Day did anything good for this body. So, here I go again, trying to recreate the wheel at the gym. I've been getting back into a regular workout routine and what I hate most about it is watching on the machine how SLOWLY those calories burn away. You feel like you are going do die as you work so hard running, elliptical'ing, cycling, whatever, and then you just slowly watch it count, 5.........6.........7 calories and so forth. So my whole point to this is, now that I'm conscious of how hard I work to burn it, I can't help but just look at the calorie content for kicks on the back of this bag. Which I honestly NEVER normally do nor have I ever cared. Drum roll.... 190 calories = 12 mini eggs. Okay, any normal person could eat 12 of those things in less than a couple of minutes. They are addicting and before you know it, they are gone. 13 servings in a bag. 13 x 190.....2,470! There's a little thing to remember when you go to grab the bag. If you do grab, good for you and eat a few for me! As for me, I'll scurry past the seasonal aisle until it's Easter egg hunt prep time, then I'm a dead man!

Hodge Podge trip to the desert

Since Erik had to go see a client in Vegas this week, we decided to drive down as a family and hang at my dad's in St. George for a couple of days before heading to L.V. I had my first experience attending a Parade of Homes and am not sure why I haven't done it sooner. It was so much fun to see some of the homes that were being showed, the ones we went to all had the very authentic southwest adobe style look. Much similar to the home Dad and Connie are building now, we got to go see it and we are SO EXCITED for it to finally be done in another couple months! So now I guess I'm hooked on the parade of homes and will definitely be attending the next one that comes to Salt Lake!
Vegas wasn't quite warm enough to lay out or soak up the sun so while Erik had his appt. on Tues Kimball and I went to check out the secret garden and dolphin habitat at the Mirage. It is a pretty fantastic set up they have, a very impressive mini zoo. Lions, tigers, cheetahs, panthers, llamas and the awesome dolphin habitat. Kimball must have stood against that little wall for an hour calling out to the dolphins chatting with them. They kept coming up right next to him and resting their head on the platform like they were just smiling at him, it was so CUTE!
One thing we did learn on this trip though was that Kimball is starting to get a little more difficult to travel with. He's still pretty much the easiest kid ever but he doesn't like going to sleep when he's not in his own room so it was sort of a battle every night, not to mention his recent boycott of restaurant highchairs or booster seats, he wants to be just like the adults. And he will be really good until all of a sudden he gets bored and dumps a whole drink upside down to remind us that he's just a playful little 2 year old.

A night at the Ohs

Whenever I'm cooking dinner Erik and Kimball always seem to create some very entertaining games around the house, usually involving pillows, blankets, laundry baskets, ropes or bagstraps, and dragging. Erik says they're "helping sweep the dog hair". Take a look, it is pertinent that you view all 3 in sequence and notice the added details with each clip. Sorry about my boisterous laugh, Kimball's is much cuter.

Wedding Collage

4 years today!

Cheers to 4 years! 4 years ago today, there was snow on the ground, much like today. The temple never seemed so beautiful and peaceful. I was surrounded by my wonderful friends and family. I shared so many hugs, kisses, and smiles. I danced with friends til I was sick. I watched my new husband bust out some serious break dancing skills, never knew about them before and have never seen them since! I married an incredible man. Happy Anniversary baby! Here are a few pics to take us down memory lane of that entirely perfect day...I wanted to build these nice little collages in Picasa so I could include a ton of pictures but when I clicked on collage, it auto-piloted some weird collage and randomly selected pics to go on top of the 411 that were taken but it actually ended up looking kinda cool as you'll see in the next post.

Husband Tag

HAPPY VALENTINE'S DAY!
Thanks for the tag Becky, here goes:
What is his name? Erik Seung-man Oh
How long have you been married? 4 years today!
How long did you date? 5 months?
How old is he? 33
Who eats more? When he's on his health kicks, maybe me
Who said "I love you" first? Erik
Who sings better? He can carry a tune but it's not his interest. It used to bug me that he doesn't sing much in church until I realized you just gotta pick your battles.
Who is smarter? Seriously? what kind of a question is that? He's smart, I'm wise :)
Whose temper is worse? Neither.
Who does the laundry? Me.
Who does the dishes? He creates dishes, I wash them.
Who pays the bills? Sadly, me. Though I would love a financial secretary since this is my absolute LEAST favorite job!
Who mows the lawn? Also me. I love it!
Who cooks dinner? me
Who drives when you are together? Erik
Who is more stubborn? Erik
Who is the first to admit when they are wrong? Erik
Whose parents do you see the most? Never thought about it. I would guess half and half.
Who proposed? Erik. One of life's greatest moments.
Who has more friends? He would say me but I would say him.
Who has more siblings? me
Who wears the pants? Kimball and Nantou :)

I tag Les, Joie, and Amber. And for my most recent (5 things you might not know about me) post, I tag Amanda, Barbie and Dree.

Tiggity Tagged

I better catch up with this tagging thing while I can. Becky, I'll save your husband one for this week in honor of Valentine's Day and Les, I'll do yours now.
5 things you may not know about me....hmmmm.....well, I have a lot of stories and experiences, many of which I've told. Depending on how well you know me, which section, chapter, subtitle, bullet point would you like? To share just 5 things brings great pressure.....

1) If there is one disorder that I may questionably have been cited as a victim of, I would have to say it's narcolepsy. As most of you know narcoleptics fall asleep, anytime, anywhere, with anyone. It just happens. I've somehow gained a better handle on it over the years but it used to happen often in my childhood. Some of the places where I've spontaneously fallen asleep:
- Driving Eastbound on the I80 from Davis to Sacramento (approx 15 minute drive), at least 10 times!
- chairlift at Squaw Valley
- chemistry class (a given)
- Logan Golf & Country Club, on the job
- 75% of theatre movies, 95% of movie rentals
I'm just glad I'm not like the dog on Oprah a few years back who went running across the room and then fell to the ground mid-stride like he'd been shot.

2) I'm very obsessed with foreign languages. I can wholeheartedly sing a full song in many of them. I've lost count but let's add them up, Hebrew, Italian, Africaans, Spanish, German, French, Swahili, Chinese, Japanese, and one other African language, origin of which I've not yet determined but I swear it's legit. I can also do accents pretty well so I like to pretend that I speak all these languages. I will ask people to test me and then I will just talk out the words of the song(respective accent included) as though I'm rambling on in thought. It works EVERY time and I leave people stunned. That is unless of course they actually speak that language, but do you think I would be silly enough to make myself that vulnerable? I just quickly skip over the tongue they actually speak, to a language far more impressive of course.

3) I once was in a high speed chase with the cops. yep. Right after my friend Jesse got his drivers license, he and these kids named Calvin and Tommy came by my house and wanted to go to a movie. We ended up not getting there in time and were bored teenagers looking for some adventure. What else but to go pick oranges off of Tommy's aunt's tree in her front yard and drive around throwing them at cars. Not my idea but of course I thought it would be fun after all those years of watching my brothers putting black cardboard kitties in the road and hiding in the bushes. Driving along, laughing as we're nailing cars, I went to chuck my first orange out the window when my friend yelled, "NO, it's a co.....(my arm proceeds to throw) p car!" The cop flips a U and turns on the sirens. What does my friend Jesse do? Speeds up and starts taking a left, then a right, then a left, trying to ditch him at 40 mph in a small downtown neighborhood. Meanwhile, everytime we lose him around the corner for a second, I'm chucking the remaining oranges to eliminate evidence. We finally hit a dead end and contemplated getting out and running down the greenbelt which wouldn't have done my friend much good whose car would still be remaining. That's about the first half of the story. In the end I ended up with a misdemeanor for littering. I'll tell you about the outrageously crazy and fun activity I did for community service another day, I guarantee it would hold a candle to anyone who's ever done community service. Could have something to do with the fact that my mom had dated the chief of police and I had a little in.

4) Though I can't turn down a gourmet meal or international cuisines, I'm a straight shootin junk food junkie. I love cheetoes, frosted sugar cookies, slurpies, keeblerhouse fudgesticks, donuts (except the nasty filled kind), rice krispy treats, scotcharoos, and so on. I also can't pass up a hit the spot Taco Bell crunchwrap or Carls Junior Famous Star. yum yum.

5) Okay so for the last one I was going to tell the story of what happened when I took the worm pills but I decided it may not be fully appropriate. Well it's not really that, it's more that I just tell the story so dang well in person that I wouldn't want the written version to not fulfill justice. So I’ll play it safe and tell you that in 2005 I went to LA to compete in Bejing China's version of American Idol. It was one of the silliest and weirdest things I've ever done. It was designed for American people who speak Mandarin that could perform Chinese talents. I sang this Chinese pop song that the producer more or less "made" me sing by aggressive suggestion and for fear of losing my spot as a contestant, I concurred. They had these Chinese judges set up, just the same as American Idol. And these 2 MC's not nearly as cool as Ryan Seacrest. I can confidently say I didn't do so well. I was EXTREMELY nervous, not sure why cause the audience was so random. I just sang a "hai-hao" performance at best. I had quite a bit of friends and family there to support me and think I got the loudest screams and claps due to my biased audience member section which really threw off the judges. i think they were way confused as to why people were cheering. Stacie held up this sign that said, "Way to follow your dreams, Denise!" and I was completely mortified to think that people thought I was actually serious about it. The whole competition was released on one of the most widely viewed television stations in Beijing China, over tens of millions of viewers. Nice! To this day I've always wondered if that actual pop star saw me and thought to herself, "that's the American's sad attempted version of me?" Needless to say, I wasn't one of the 3 finalists that got sent to Beijing for further competition, dang it!!!