Friday, March 11, 2016

Consumer Science Fair

So I can't remember if I've mentioned Spencer's Consumer Science Fair project or not. I know I've complained about it on Instagram. I'm too lazy to go back and check.

Well, here's the story behind the project: it was pretty much never-ending. Until it ended last night. Hah.

He started the project in January, but then his teachers just kept sending home more and more information about it and more and more parts to the project. It's like they didn't want to scare us all up front, so they doled out bits and pieces. It was awful. (And for the record, I am not the only parent who feels this way. I spoke to several last night with the same feelings! Gar!) And then the science fair night was snowed out - which was okay because that was the week I was sick - so it didn't really finish until last night. It was like 2 months of project. Yeargh.

This wasn't just a science fair project - it had to be based on a consumer good, testing two competing brands. (Generally generic vs. brand name.) This was actually kind of cool, at least to the parents. I talked Spencer into testing OxiClean vs. ALL Laundry Booster because laundry is near and dear to my heart, in that I do it so often that I fully expect my heart to give out some day while I am doing laundry. Stupid laundry. (Talk about a never-ending project!)

So here's a brief run-down of the project. It was totally scientific method-y and all that, but I'm not going to go into all the nitty-gritty details because that's boring.

We found two old shirts in the back of Cole and Josh's closet. I felt fine using them because those punks never wore them. We cut them up and put little notches in the fabric so we could tell which group each piece belonged to.


Then we scientifically painted them with ketchup because Spencer was a wimp and wasn't willing to bleed on the shirts. (Just kidding.) ((Kind of.))


And then the shirts were allowed to dry in the garage for several days. It made the garage smell like ketchup, which was kinda gross but also made me want to eat hot dogs and french fries.


Then we scientifically soaked the fabric in the detergents. We even measured the water exactly and made sure it was the same temp. Science!


These are my laundry soakin' buckets. They also because our sick buckets the next month. Fortunately, buckets are very easy to clean and disinfect.


Stirring the fabric. This was the ALL detergent.


This was the OxiClean; a lot more bubbly.


Then they soaked for several hours. Then we scientifically washed them in the washing machine, dried them, and compared the results. In the end, Spencer decided the ALL actually worked better. I personally think they were pretty much the same, but whatever. ALL is cheaper, so that's good, but I usually buy my OxiClean in bulk at Sam's Club, and until they start selling ALL there I will probably keep paying a little more so I don't have to buy it all the time. Also, they mostly removed the stains, but for each brand there was still a slight orange tint and a few spots. So they did a pretty great job, all things considered, but the shirts were still very slightly stained. Certainly not as good as new.

Then it was time to make the board. This is where I become a stickler. In the past Spencer has given me all sorts of fits for projects like this. He was perfectly fine playing fast and loose with layout. Fortunately, he has seen the light (and been indoctrinated by his mother) and now wants his projects to at least look nice. So we did a practice layout ahead of time and then I had him type everything into the computer and then helped him format everything. Great discussions about font usage and consistency were had.


Okay, so this project was weird in that it also involved making a print ad and a commercial for the product that "won". He did this for his English class, which makes a little more sense than doing it for English. But still. Kinda weird.

For those not in the know, I was in advertising before I had kids. My degree was in advertising. I *heart* good advertising. IT WAS SO FREAKING HARD NOT TO TAKE OVER AND DO EVERYTHING MYSELF FOR THIS DANG ADVERTISING PROJECT!!!!! Seriously. Sometimes the hardest part of motherhood is to stand back and not interfere. Spencer came up with the idea, the copy, and most of the layout. (I made him look through magazines and choose some of his favorite ads, and then told him to use those for inspiration.) I helped with the Photoshop, but made Spencer do quite a bit of it. I think he now has a basic grasp of the software, which is awesome.

Then I got to star in the ad with Cole, because I have that motherly look about me! Oh man. So much bribery to get Cole to do this for us. And SO MANY pictures taken to get just the right one.


And then we made a commercial. Tess LURVED being a star! Lance lurved being the announcer. I lurved finishing the dang thing.


We finally had the science fair last night. The teachers were brilliant in that they had a ticket drawing for a gift certificate for a local restaurant. You earned tickets by going around to the different projects and asking questions of the kids. The teachers were less brilliant because the event started at 5:30. By the end all the little kids there (including our own) were melting down because they were hungry and tired. (In the teachers' defense, I think that was pretty much the only time they could reschedule the event.)

The laundry scientist. He's now too cool to smile for pictures. What a lovely age.


And the finished board.


Overall, I guess it wasn't THAT bad.

Wait, yes it was. Because school projects always come at the busiest, most awful times. I'm just blocking those memories out.

Oh well, Spencer did a great job and earned an A. (I think moms should get graded, too. A+ for me!)

Tuesday, March 8, 2016

Tessisms

A few cute Tessisms as of late:

- Last night during dessert for Family Home Evening (which was on Choosing The Right):
Tess: I want LOTS of ice cream!
Lance: You get as much as ice cream as you choose the right.
Tess: ...UH OH.

- While driving home from Pre-K today: "Oh! My ankle hurts! I must be getting old." (Wonder where she hears that...?)

- While in line at Wal-Mart:
Tess: Oh! My ankle is still hurting! Ouch ouch! I cannot walk any longer!
Me: Hmm... would a sandwich for lunch make it better?
Tess: Yes. YES IT WOULD.

At Spencer's band concert tonight:
Tess: Mommy, you married Daddy. And daddy married you, Mommy.
Me: Yep. But we weren't Daddy and Mommy then.
Tess: Oh. You were a DIFFERENT Mommy and Daddy!
Me: Amen to that!
Tess: We didn't say a prayer!

Saturday, March 5, 2016

Pizza! Pizza!


Lance is at stake meetings tonight so I decided to just pick up a few pizzas for dinner. You know, earn some mom-o-the-year bonus points with the kiddos. Surprisingly, they all wanted to come with me to pick up the pies. (Spencer and Josh often opt to stay home from quick trips like this.)

Anyway, on the way out everyone wanted to hold the pizzas, but I gave that honor to Spencer and Josh because I thought that would be the safest bet.

Bet lost.

Poor Josh tripped right outside the door and his box landed upside down.

D'oh.

I quickly went to his rescue, picking him and trying to help him feel better. He was so upset with himself! I kept trying to tell him it was okay, that it was just an accident, etc., but he found it hard to hear over me Spencer's moans and groans and beratings. "Why'd you do that, Josh?! That was the pepperoni, wasn't it?! I was gonna eat that!!"

GROWL.

I got poor Josh and the other littles into the car and then in no uncertain terms explained to Spencer that his reaction was NOT ACCEPTABLE and that it really was just an accident and not some crazy plan to ruin his life. (He is turning into something of a know-it-all, snotty teen. Not all the time, but it's like he's practicing for later... And while I certainly don't like this attitude on me, I turn into a momma bear when he acts that way toward his siblings.)

Anyway, everyone finally got into the car and was about to pull out when an older gentleman came running up to my window. He was wearing black leather, a ball cap, and a bushy grey beard. He was carrying a pizza.

I opened the door and he held the pizza out to me. He said he saw what had happened and wanted to help.

I was just about speechless. What a lovely, kind gesture! Midwest people really are the best people.

After lots of thank you's we pulled out and drove home. I thought "What a perfect teaching moment! What a great example of serving others!" I figured we'd have a great discussion about it and about how we can serve others.

And we started to.

And then pre-teen Spencer decided to add his two, very unnecessary, cents about what he thought about Josh's gracefulness.

GROWL.

After another, rather more heated, discussion about treating our family members with love and respect, we made it home and ate dinner.

I'm sure Spencer thought his pizza tasted squished, but I thought it tasted all the better. Kindness pizza = delicious.

Friday, March 4, 2016

Scrapbooks - College - Sophomore Year - Thanksgiving Break

I had spent Thanksgiving the previous year in Utah; I think my mom felt guilty about that for some reason, so my sophomore year they flew me down to Pasadena to spend Thanksgiving with our family and my Aunt Janice and Uncle Dale. We went to DisneyLand, which is always fun. And can you believe the price of admission back then?!



Bucket list item fulfilled: eating at the Pirates of the Caribbean restaurant!


We also spent a day in Joshua Tree, which was pretty cool.


I remember it being a really fun, quick trip.



Scrapbooks - College - Sophomore Year - FHE Pudding!

A pudding eating contest ended in the way you'd think it would: messily.



Thursday, March 3, 2016

Put A Ring On It

The other day I went on a walk with Tess and had the following conversation.

Tess: When I grow up I want to be a mommy. Like you, Mommy! A grown up mommy like you!

Me (*heart melting*): That's great! You will be a good mommy.

Tess: And I will live with you.

Me: Um, no, you will live in your own house. You will have your own babies.

Tess: I have to have babies?

Me: Well, most mommies have babies. You can have your own babies and then I will be a grandma!

Me (for added good measure): And most mommies are married. You should be married first and then have babies.

Tess (mulling this over): Well... I do like rings... Okay, I guess I will get married. Mommies like jewelry and so do I!

(I had Beyonce in my head for the rest of the walk...)

Wednesday, March 2, 2016

Scrapbooks - College - Sophomore Year - Dates

So I've kinda gotten off track with these scrapbook posts, what from being sick and the fact that I have to scan all the pages one-by-one, which is kind of time consuming. And boring.

Anywho, back on track!

Our apartment was into dating, even if we weren't exactly asked out on a lot of dates. Hey, that's what happens when the girls literally outnumber the boys in the ward by 2:1. That sounds so sad... but you know what? We had fun! We set up all sorts of group dates and generally had a great time. (And if we didn't have a great time, then we had great stories to tell afterward!)

We lived in Apartment 38 at Canyon Terrace, hence the title.



Ah, the good old days when the Varsity Theater would edit and clean up R rated movies. I actually have zero recollection of seeing the movie, but I do remember the Nurtz tournament afterwards. Man, I loved that game.