The Hiester Family in a nutshell - a big one, like a coconut or something

We are a family of a whole bunch of random people, thrown together in one small house, who all happen to look alike. Each member of our family was hand-picked by God... that's the only explanation for the saga that is our family. Here's the story from the beginning... My husband, Todd, was married before me. His wife's name was Carrie, and together they had 3 kids: Tyler, Kurstin & Elissa. Todd's parents were divorced and his mother remarried. Her new husband, Don, had 2 small children: Ally & Wesley. Their natural mother was killed in a car accident when they were 8 & 11. One year later, they lost their dad and Todd and Carrie took them into their home. 6 months after Ally & Wesley were added to the household, Carrie died of cancer at age 26. Her own children were 3, 6 & 9 and Ally & Wesley were 10 & 13. And Todd was alone with them. Think Lord of the Flies. So when I fell in love with Todd, I got these 5 kids as a bonus. We married about a year and a half into our relationship, with the kids as our wedding party. We made it all official with an adoption lawyer and lots of money, ensuring that we are LEGALLY their parents. They even had to take oaths saying they would perform the duties of sons and daughters, which I think means I have someone to change my diapers when the time comes! After 2 years of marriage we added Robben Carey to the mix. And now we've welcomed Livi Claire...the seventh, and final, Hiester kid (unless, of course, God has other plans). Todd and I are 37 and 35, respectively, and our kids range in age from 1 to 21. It's great because we're cool and always the youngest in a crowd of high school parents.

Wednesday, February 25, 2009

Goosed At The Science Fair

...The words of the lucky recipient of Robben's gluteal perusal at Kurstin's science fair this evening. I regret to say I didn't even know who the poor woman was. However, she is lucky that she got out of it with a mere poke in the rear. At Eddie's Bakery today, Robben actually pulled down my pants! :) I was ordering dessert for Amy's baby shower this Saturday (what's up, girl) and Robben was full of energy and walking/crawling all around the bakery. He was playing eyeball games with an old granny (not the young kind) and just being all around rambunctious. He tried to pull himself up on my legs and pulled the FRONT of my sweatpants clear down to my thighs. This was met with embarrassed giggles from Grandma. As far as I know, she was the only witness.

I had the opportunity to look under Robben's bed today...puking incident- had to change the sheets, therefore lifted the mattress. You will never believe how many pacifiers were under there... any guesses? Higher. No. More. FOURTEEN!!! Fourteen pacifiers under the crib. Certainly we can write a children's song about that!

I should have guessed that the day would hold some strange events when it started this way: I walked in to get Robben up and he was sitting there playing with a sopping wet diaper. At first I was perplexed. Where would he find such a thing? Did someone leave one in his bed and he just unwrapped it? Odd. The mystery was solved when I picked him up and found his jammies to be flapping open and his bare bootie exposed. The clever little chap unsnapped his jams and REMOVED his own diaper. Next time a day begins that way, I'll take it as a sign to STAY HOME!

Here are a couple of silly quotes from the past couple of days:
To set the stage, please recall the discussion of our potential acquisition of goats in the post titled "Compromises". We were in the car and saw a yard that had a goat, 2 sheep, and 2 Labrador puppies. Kurstin said, "aaaahhh, I want some sheep, they're so cute." Elissa's response: "Kurstin, goats are basically the same as sheep, just scarier." Wild laughter from all.
Then later at lunch, Todd and I were talking about celebrities who are part of the Scientology religion and Ally piped in, rather disgustedly (I know - not a word, but it paints a picture), "Eeeew, they believe in science?" Todd and I exchanged a glance, we thought it was funny.

Well, that's about it for this time. Science Fair is finally over. As you can read from Kurstin's post today, science fair isn't that hard, 'CAUSE I DO IT ALL!!! She didn't win, but not to worry, she's going to the district science fair. Tyler never placed at Fairmont, but he ended up getting 2nd at regionals. So there's still hope for her. She said she wasn't that disappointed, but I think I know her better than that. She's also going to the Young Authors' Fair tomorrow, but only because her teacher tracked me down tonight to ask me to look for a bright pink permission slip. Kurstin swears she was going to give it to me tonight, and I believe that she believes that. But again, I know her better than that.

Tune in next time for more antics from the Hiester Family. And please, share us with your friends ;) :P :o

1 comment:

  1. I can't believe you found fourteen pacifiers under Robben's crib. Holy Moly. I can't believe you let your child play with diapers, just kidding. Robben is very clever. I wish I could of been there to witness Robben pulling down your pants:) How embarrassing! Another good line coming from Elissa. Keep them coming Elissa!
    Amy

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