Blog Fast

So this ends my 3 month fast of blogging. It gets so depressing for me to blog sometimes. It's so much easier for me to focus on my family and my life right now than to constantly see what old friends are up to and what my life would be like if we hadn't have moved. I love our house and being so close to Jeromy's work, and the ward is certainly better than it was a year ago, but sometimes I still feel lonely. What makes me feel even more lonely is thinking that if we hadn't moved away from our awesome neighborhood, things would probably still be the same: old friends, not current ones. So I'm trying hard to make some new ones, and I have, but I'm not placing as great an importance on it this time. Yes, Provo was the one time in my life that I can say I had good, close friends (except for college roommates). But that ship has sailed and I need to realize it will probably never happen again. So I'm focusing a lot on my family, and throwing myself into my new calling at church, and it's been great. But I've also just remembered how blogging is so good for our family, capturing all those moments so we don't forget. Plus catching up with friends and family so we can stay "current" friends. Now that the craziness of May, June, and July are done, I can bring blogging back into my life, cuz seriously, we were in Survival Mode for most of these past 3 months. So here goes, I hope I can make it a regular habit again. See ya soon on your blog!

Cream Paintings

To give the girls a break from summer boredom (and me a break from my symposium homework), we cranked out the shaving cream and tempera paint. The girls love this! It seems that the more mixing they do, the more green it gets, but they have a blast. They made swirls in the cream with the paint, then we laid pieces of paper on top, pressed lightly, then peeled off. Very fun.

Golf Lessons

Jeromy taught the kids a little about golf last night. When we drove past a golf course today, Audrey told me that they didn't need to go golfing anymore because we can do it in our own backyard.

Happy Pioneer Day!

I took the kids to the parade downtown today.


It was more like this: (Did you know it's 2 hours long?!? We sure didn't.)


Then we went to the zoo and had a picnic lunch.


And a ride on the train.


Then tonight we watched Bedtime Stories from Redbox and ate pizza from our favorite place, Big Daddy's $5 Pizza. Since it was too windy for fireworks, we decided to have fudge bars instead. Jacob devoured his.


And now we are all exhausted.

Our First Stitches

At 10am this morning, Jacob fell off my bed and hit the nightstand twice. He tore the flappy thing on his upper gums and bit through his bottom lip (not quite all the way through actually). Three hours later his lips started bleeding crazily again, so I finally decided to take him to Instacare. They took one look at him and sent me to Primary's. The cut was right over the part of the end of the lip that transitions from pink lip to normal skin, so it definitely needed stitches, even though it was relatively small. But, since he's a little kid and squirmy, they needed me to go to Primary's so they could properly sedate him before stitching him up.

So I raced home to try to get ahold of any neighbors. Nobody home. So I grabbed some coloring books and headed out the door. Down the street I saw a neighbor out for a walk and [frantically] asked her to take the girls. Went up to Primary's, waited and waited and waited, and finally got his stitches and got home about 7:30pm.

And today was the day I was supposed to get everything done for Girls' Camp that's in 5 days, so that I can spend the holiday weekend with my family. Oh well. I'm just so glad it wasn't worse! When he went down, I totally thought he hit his eye, so I'm so grateful it wasn't. I'll take lip over eye any day!


Poor guy was so bored! He really wanted to rip off his IV, so I was constantly trying to distract him. So here he is hammin' it up for my camera phone. Look how swollen his little lip is! Poor thing! (Sorry about all this, hopefully next time I post something, it will be uplifting good news!)

Hives

I've got 'em. Not fun. Everywhere but my feet and face, and the worst is in the middle of the night. So I'm taking another week off to figure this out. It's not quite as bad as it sounds, it's just you know how one thing can set you over to an everyone-in-pajamas-and-eat-scrambled-eggs-every-night kind of week. So maybe I'll tackle the blogs next week. I just wish I could figure out what allergen caused this so I can avoid it!!!

Crazy May

I'm really afraid to look. Ok, Google Reader, bring it. EEK! 250 posts! And that's not including the ones on the private blogs. Yikes. I guess that's what I get for taking a month off from the blogging world.

Excuse: Last week I was at my Mom's house for my little sis's high school graduation. The weekend immediately before that we were at Jeromy's folks' place for the annual Wilson Shindig for Memorial Day. A few days before that we were in Florida having a fabulous time at Disneyworld (can't wait to go back!). A few days before that, the chillun's and I were up at my Mom's for the Taste of Home show and to see my sister visiting from Portland. Right before that was BYU Women's Conference with my 2 older sisters (and Jeromy hooked us up with a brand-new nice Marriott stay! Talk about girls' nights out!). And the month before that was in preparation for all of this. Oh, ya, I got a new calling too. I'm the Beehive advisor (or helper of the YW presidency since they don't do Mia Maid and Laurel advisors).

So that's the long and the short of it. Sorry I haven't been checking everyone's blogs and such. It's been absolutely crazy here. I hope to get caught up soon, but prob not this week.

This week: pretty crazy. But then again, we got used to crazy a long time ago. About 3 1/2 years ago, actually. I found out Sunday that I'll be teaching all of our YW for the first time this Sunday and I'm freaking out a little stressed about it. I've only been to YW twice and I've only met a handful of the girls and I've never taught this age group before. I guess it's time for me to buck up and get to work.

Be forewarned: there will be much camera dumping in the near future.

Southwest Egg Rolls Recipe

Mmmm mmm. Good eats. We love Chili's only because of their Southwest Egg Rolls and Molten Chocolate Cake. So I had to figure out how to make at least one of these at home.


Southwest Egg Rolls
20-24 egg roll wrappers
1 can corn
1 can black beans
5-6 green onions, chopped
1 tsp. salt
1 tsp. cumin
few dashes pepper
about a cup of shredded cheese (however much you have on hand)

Mix ingredients (except wrappers of course). Place 1/4 C. of mixture into center of egg roll wrappers. Fold up bottom, then sides, then top (like a burrito). Place on greased cookie sheet. Spray egg rolls with cooking spray. Bake at 425 for about 10 minutes (or until golden crisp). Serve with Avocado Ranch.

Avocado Ranch

1 medium avocado, mashed
1 C. ranch dip or dressing

Mix.


(Oh, and Leslie, we had these with your cream cheese wontons. Awesome! Thanks!)

Operation Finished Projects

Wow, I've been gone from the blogging scene for awhile. And will be. We've got a TON going on in May. We recently decided to take the kids to Disney World in a couple weeks (yay!). And I'm about to get a new calling. And we're coming up on our 1 year anniversary being in our new home, so I've been trying to get a lot of projects accomplished so I don't beat myself up about how I've lived here a year and still don't have our pictures up on the walls. So stuff like that has been eating up our time.

Some things I've done recently that I'm really proud of myself for actually doing: cleaned out and organized our closet (it's been just boxes and piles since we moved in and now it is glorious, absolutely glorious), finished a crocheted blanket for Jeromy for our anniversary (it only took me about 7 years to complete), I am very close to having all those file folder games from neighborhood digital swaps a couple years ago totally done and put together, having 2 years of cooking magazines wripped up and put into binders for better organization, not using my "fat" belts and pants anymore since I lost a couple of dress sizes, and having no more moving boxes cluttering up my room!!! The only boxes left are the junk and holiday and baby clothes ones in the basement! Hoo-rah. Oh ya, and I also kinda sorta started teaching the girls Joy School. I don't have the online membership, just the books, but from what I can tell, it's basically the same thing. The girls like it, and I might have to count that as preschool for Kierra next year since I can't find anything we can afford. Poor girl, if only there were some neighbors or someone to do this with. Dang second child sydrome. I'm tryin' kiddo!

Ooh, and I almost forgot! I started a babysitting co-op with a couple of neighbors!! Oh, it is wonderful to have that back in our lives. We're only a couple weeks in, and it's only 3 families (haven't convinced them yet that 9 kids is the same as watching 7), so we'll see how it goes, but we're super excited. This week I'll be in Provo for Women's Conference with my sistahs (YAY!) so Jeromy will have the evening on Friday all to himself for the co-op. Wonder what he'll do.

While I'm at it, here are some funny things the kids have said recently:

Audrey: "Well, you know what they say..." Just funny coming from a five-year-old.

Kierra: (very happily) "Mommy, I am going to give a piece of my mind to Audrey." I replied that this wouldn't be very nice (and wondering where in the world she heard such a thing), to which she said she thinks Audrey would like it. Me thinks she's a bit confused.

Audrey: "I swear! Do you know what 'swear' means? It means you really know."

Jacob doesn't say much yet, but I can understand all of his little grunts for ball, food, blanket, Audrey, uh-oh, where'd-it-go, etc. He's started to close doors and then clap to congratulate himself for being so tidy. And he pats his chest when he chokes or coughs, to which the women at church find very endearing. Two weeks till nursery!


Okay, sorry for the rambling. It's late, gotta sleep.

Piece Out, Man

While looking at magazines with Kierra:

Me: Hmm, here's a pumpkin pie, and ooh, a honey walnut pie. Yum, sounds good.
Kierra: Peace out, Mom.
Me: ??? Did you just say 'peace out'?
Kierra: Ya, there's a piece out of that pie, Mom.
Me: Oh. (laughing)
Kierra: Tricked ya!
(More laughing, and running to the computer before I forget this funny conversation.)

Awesome Book- Wrong Link

Oops, sorry, wrong link.

http://selfreliantsisters.blogspot.com/2009/03/menu-planning-with-food-storage-srs.html

Scroll down till you see Menus at a Glance. That's what you want to print. Enjoy!

Awesome Free Book

http://members.cox.net/auburnheaven/selfreliant/1_dividers.pdf

This is a link to an amazing downloadable/printable book about food storage and where to begin and how to organize it, etc. It also has some tips about canning your own meat and sprouting your own grains. OR You could just copy her 1 month menu and grocery list, times 3, and you've got your 3 month supply! All of the recipes and everything on the menu can be made from dehydrated and canned items. Way cool. And all free!

I'm looking forward to trying to make my own Wheaties and Grape Nuts, and also Maple Donuts. Mmmm.

Good Student

Do you ever find that your child is a very good learner, especially when it comes to learning your bad habits or traits?

Mom: Audrey, no screaming, go to time-out.
Audrey: Calm down, Mom!

Mom: Audrey, we do not hit. Should I add another minute to the timer?
Audrey: (exasperated sigh) You're not helping, Mom!

And on a few more occasions, I heard:

"(huge eye-rolling) What-ever!"

And this was all just today. You see, these are all things I say to Jeromy (except for the Calm Down one, that Jeromy says to me), usually in a mocking, teasing tone, but apparently our little one didn't pick up on that. I should say that she's getting better, which she is, but we keep going in cycles where we're really firm for her and she's really good, and then we get a little lax in discipline so she thinks she can get away with stuff, and then we firm up again.... you get the picture. I never thought consistency would be so hard for me. Ah, well, here's to tomorrow!

Blackberry Smoothie

Studious Boy...

...playing with colored pasta.

Temple Square Adventure

Yes, we went to the crowds to have some fun. And cookies. Anything for a free cookie, right? Plus, the kids do so love going to the kids section of the Church History Museum. Even Jacob, who wanted to play all night with the baby dolls so he could feed them a bottle. Jeromy wasn't too pleased with that, hoping that he would've rather played with a football there had he had the option. We all had fun (and cookies, as promised) and Daddy got to see the prophet, so all is well.

Blanket Lover

My boy absolutely LOVES his blankets. All 5 of them. He was disruptive during conference, so I asked him to go get his blankets. He smiled, and with a twinkle in his eye reserved only for his mama or his blankets, he waddled away from me and climbed the stairs. A couple minutes later, Jeromy went up to check on him. He was in his room, door closed, lying on the ground with one of his blankets. I love it! He's not quite a year and a half and he can put himself down for a nap!!

Differences

The difference between our 3 and 5 year old daughters can best be seen with this scenario.

At one of the water fountains at Temple Square, the girls wanted to throw pennies into it. They did so and ran along. I reminded them they could make a wish.

Audrey: I wish for a whole lot of candy!

Kierra: I wish that I can listen and obey my parents.

I just wish that Kierra's wish will carry over to her sister too. :)

Kierra's Book

Kierra made a little book the other day of all the names she can write and drew people she knows. Then she had me staple it together like a book. Later, I overheard her reading it to herself, including clearing her throat before she started. (Oh, and each line is a different page of her book, 'kay?).

"Once upon a time, there was a fellar.

Then the fellar walked to town.

He saw a girl on the bus.

Then Daddy was in the shower, and Mommy was out of the shower.

And she said, 'Someone get out of the shower!'

And then the family was all ready.

And they were in Nick Nork City (New York City)."


I should mention that in the middle of her book was a piece of paper she had me draw on. She really wanted me to draw a shower. Then I put a person in it, and she decided it was Dad, and asked where I was. So, trying to make it g-rated, I drew myself on the outside of the shower and told her I was saying, "Daddy, is it my turn yet, please?" So that's what she's talking about there. I'm just curious how her story had gone had that picture not been in the middle of her book. Hmmm...

Rude

The other day, the girls were coloring pictures together. Their conversation went like this:

Audrey: Look at my picture, Kierra.

Kierra: Oh, that's wonderful!

Audrey: Do you like it more than yours? I'll be ma-ad (singing the word) if you say no!


I don't think Kierra responded. Wow, do they really learn rude stuff from us? Can't be. Right?