Ice, Ice. Babies.

My son has anxiety. So bad sometimes it has him curled up on the ground sobbing. He feels things to the extreme. I think that is part of his autism. It’s just him and there is nothing wrong with that. It’s just learning to deal with it that tries my patience.

This morning he came into the kitchen asking if school was cancelled. Nope. He argued that it was cold. Yes. Yes it is. But people can still safely get to school. I ended up driving him to school and telling him that we have to do things that aren’t fun for the rest of our lives. He got out of the van and said he hated me. I said, “Good.” I know he doesn’t mean it. That kid loves me so much. He just hates that I made him go to school.

This past summer we bought a 15 passenger van. An OLD van. 1999. Old for a car anyways. This is a no frills van. Like only has a radio- no CD player bluetooth, nothing. No cruise control. Manual windows. Manual locks. It’s basic. I love that it has vinyl floors and vinyl seats. You know how messy 8 kids can be? I can sweep and mop this whole vehicle. That’s what sold me on it. That and it was in our budget. The A/C doesn’t work but we lived. And I found out this morning that it really hates the cold. Like brakes don’t like to work well in the cold. It’s going to be a go to church once a week vehicle in the winter, if even that. Great.

When I said my windows are old and cold I wasn’t joking. The first two years we lived in the basement of this house while my sister-in-law’s family lived upstairs. (That is a tale for another day.) In the winter we’d have at least 2 inches of ice on the windows. This morning I went in to straighten up my daughters room and opened the curtain for light and found this…

So beautiful! I took these pictures with my cheap phone. I got my camera out and took some good ones. I think I’ll enter one or two into the fair next year.

I managed to keep up with the kitchen today. And I got all the laundry separated into the kids baskets for them to fold and put away. Will they do it? That is yet to be seen.

We got a dump truck load of wood last week. My husband’s cousin, who lives with us, works for a guy who was clearing it off of his land. We got it for free. Well, when they dropped it off we were about to head out so we just cleared the sidewalk off and left with the intention of putting it to rights this week. Edgar, the cousin, is one of those people who doesn’t wait for anything. He has to be busy every second of the day and everything must be done right now. There is nothing wrong with that. I just don’t operate like that. Maybe I do, but I have so much going on in my head I don’t know what to get to first and so I am everywhere or overwhelmed and do nothing. I do think about the best way to do it and get to it eventually. Anyways, last week he stacked all the wood up against the house. Then this week he un-stacked it and split it so he could stack it again. Double the work which is what would have avoided. I was going to leave it in a pile, split it, then stack it. But if that is how he wants to spend his time– twice– then okay. I feel bad he works so hard at my house but Alex said that is how he pays rent. We don’t charge him anything to live here. Just labor when he wants to pitch in. I am grateful for the wood though, especially if this last week is a precursor to how this winter will be. Alex helped out when he got home from work.

I made a possible mistake. In wanting to make an after school snack for my kiddos I made muddy buddies but I was lazy and just threw what I had together. Peanut butter, white chocolate chips, Chex, and powdered sugar. They taste like Reese’s Pieces. I love Reese’s Pieces. I just took a lick. I’m on day 9 of my new eating and so I grabbed a handful of almonds and went to the basement where I wouldn’t be tempted. They ate it all so I didn’t really have to worry about it. Unless I licked the bowl. I didn’t do that.

These past few days I have been thinking that I don’t spend nearly enough time with my kids. I am great with babies. Teenagers I can do because I just talk to them like I would an adult. The kids in the middle is an issue for me. I have forgotten how to play. It is sad. And it is also kind of boring. Sorry, not sorry. I am an idea person. I let them execute it and I watch. So today, in an effort to play with them because I had the three littlest kids glommed onto me and I decided I needed to take advantage of it. I had them all giggling when singing I’m a Little Teapot and John Jacob Jingleheimer Schmidt while being ridiculous and tickling them. They thought it was hilarious. My favorite sound in the world is little kids giggling.

The other day we had sung Speckled Frogs in the car on the way home trying to keep the baby happy and quiet (it didn’t work) and the song stuck with Noah. Last week when I was shopping for a present for Michael I had Noah in the cart and as I pushed him through the store he was singing Speckled Frogs. It was so cute!

Now they are all playing hide ‘n seek when they should be getting ready for bed. Gideon just found an amazing hiding spot. Now if he could just get into it in time. He’s under the Lego table behind the chair. He’s telling Noah he isn’t ready yet and to keep counting. “You didn’t count to 50 yet, Noah!” I don’t know if the 3 year old can count to 50. I’ve only heard him go to 20. “I’ll tell you when I’m ready! Noah, I’m done!” I don’t think he’ll ever be found. Sam hid under the couch. At least they are creative. As long as no one jumps on the couch with kids hiding in it we should be good. No guarantees.

Kids don’t come with guarantees.


Kids are Funny & Parenting

I love little kids. They say the funniest things. Some are funnier than others. The past couple days I stopped and wrote them down. These are kind of random.

The other day on Michael’s birthday Alex said he was going to give Michael his birthday spankings. Elizabeth (5) said something and I came in when Alex said, “So does that mean I get to spank you on your birthday?”

Elizabeth replied thoughtfully, “Well, not too hard. I don’t want to cry on my birthday.”

Two days ago Noah (3) was running through the house shouting, “I’m teleporting! I’m teleporting!”

Yesterday Noah pulled a package of roast beef deli slices out of the fridge. I rarely buy roast beef. He looked at me surprised and confused. “Mom! The turkey turned to ham!”

I walked through the family room where Elizabeth was watching a cartoon. In a quiet, matter of fact tone says, “We just never want to watch the inappropriate ones.” Whatever that means.

They crack me up.

So I called and made a dentist appointment for all but the baby. They had an opening for them all on Monday. Wow. I thought I’d have to wait for a couple months. I’m not a fan of the dentist we go to personally, but he’s good, fast, and the kids think his office is fun in general. I always feel ridiculous going and having to juggle so many kids. But I suck it up and go anyways. Parenthood. Luckily Alex works less than 5 minutes away and can join us on his lunch hour to help me. Yay!

So the cold house issue. I know that a big part of the problem is old, old windows. I will cover them in plastic insulation when it warms up next week. Closing the vents downstairs did help warm up my room and the basement is still warm.

Michael told me about his morning. They all walked to school in -10° F windchill. So. Cold. He said his lungs hurt until after 2nd period. Eek. I bought him a warmer coat tonight. He actually grew out of his old one- luckily he is still in “kids” sizes because the adult ones at Walmart started at $60. I’ll make sure they all wear scarves and such. Tonight and tomorrow we’ll be worse.

I went to Walmart to pick up the coat and a few things and it was 15°. With a windchill much lower. I don’t like the cold but I don’t like the heat either. I’m difficult that way. As I was going back to the car I passed a man pushing carts back into the store. Years ago that was Alex. He worked at Walmart one winter and he had to push the carts through the snow. Back then they didn’t have the motorized pusher to do the work. He pushed them all himself. So cold! That is definitely a lousy job for minimum wage. We were college students. I always feel bad for the ones that have that job.

I left the house to go drop the boys off at their youth activities and go shopping and left everyone eating dinner. I was hoping against hope that they would have cleaned up after dinner. Nope. I should give them a little credit. Their plates were off the table. I made them all come back up to the kitchen and clean it up. I’ll be darned if I am going to be the maid any more. If I can attempt to train the boys then their future wives will thank me. If not, I’ll tell them I tried. I guess it’s going to take quite a while to get the habit ingrained.



Cold, Dresser, Soup, Cold No More– Hopefully

This morning was Cold!!! 10°. I worry for the kittens but they seem to be doing alright. We made them a little insulated home up by the rafters in the garage so they are out of the elements and have left them outside the last 3 nights. They were running around playing this morning so I think we’re good. They are getting bigger and are still so cute and fun.

This morning at 6 a.m. there was a loud knocking on the door. The dog started barking and the knocking continued. It was Alex. He’d managed to lock himself out. He didn’t unlock the door all the way so when he went to get back in he couldn’t. It woke me up and there was no going back. So I got up and made breakfast for the kids. They are so noisy in the morning. Who am I kidding? They are always noisy. Unless they are watching tv. Or sleeping.

I have made the goal to clean the kitchen up completely after every meal. Yes, some people might think it is a given. That isn’t how I grew up so I’m trying to make it so my kids do. I have done it for the past few days and it has been work, obviously, but I’ve loved having the clean room to cook in. I’ve had to direct everyone else and constantly ask for help but it will hopefully get better. I am amazed at how much cleaner my house is now that the baby can entertain herself. I think that was the turning point. Last week I just told myself that I don’t care how much I don’t want to do it, that is life. Do it anyways. I do it with everything else, dishes shouldn’t be excluded. Now my excuses are going away as Evangeline gets older.

I got to cleaning and rearranging the upstairs kids rooms today. They were ridiculous and Noah’s bed was put in the wrong room when it was moved upstairs so I cleaned and moved it. Plus washed their sheets because it was about time.

In the girls room there is a dresser. It was in my house when I was kid. So is been around awhile and been very used. Elizabeth was putting her clothes sway and the drawer fell out. Ok. I get the hint. I’d bought an IKEA dresser months ago but never put it together because I’ve built one before. Insanity. It took hours. Of course I had a newborn then and had to take lots of breaks. So it literally took me 8 hours. I just couldn’t make myself do that again. Apparently I learned something last time and this time it only took me about 2.5 hours. I read looked at the pictures really well. I wasn’t going to have to redo it like I did last time. I think I built that last dresser twice. That’s another reason it took so long.

While I was assembling the dresser I was listening to the scriptures. It is interesting how it works. The more you listen to them the more you want to listen to them. They really are a force for good. I was still feeling a little bitter and prideful. But I started listening to the scriptures and felt my heart softening and had a desire to stop being an idiot and just apologize.

I’m not perfect. I know my weaknesses. So many. So, so many. My favorite scripture is Ether 12:27

And if men come unto me I will show unto them their weakness. I give unto men weakness that they may be humble; and my grace is sufficient for all men that humble themselves before me; for if they humble themselves before me, and have faith in me, then will I make weak things become strong unto them.

Then a little later I was listening to a podcast and the woman was talking about how people won’t remember what you said but they will remember how you made them feel. And it was a reminder/ wake up call that I need to do better.

I am pretty sure God is trying to teach me something. It is so much easier to hear Him when you are trying to do good. I hope I don’t sound preachy, I’m just sharing some thoughts I had today.

The rest of the day was pretty average. When I went to Costco last week I grabbed a whole rotisserie chicken. They are $4.99. How do you pass that up? So I picked off whatever was left on the bones and added celery, onions, and the carrots from our garden— which are almost gone, we need to plant a lot more next year– and made chicken soup with rolls. I liked it. The kids only ate it when I added ramen noodles for them. And even then one of the kids wouldn’t eat the noodles because they tasted like vegetables. Another one wouldn’t eat the carrots because they were cooked. My life. My only consolation is that eventually they’ll grow up and eat more variety. I hope.

We didn’t really do a formal family home evening. I need to work on that. I used to be so good at it. But we did watch Studio C and Show Offs on BYUTV. If you don’t have that app on your phone or tv then you are missing out! Get it! There is so much good on there. Funny, entertaining, uplifting, and good for the whole family. My kids all like Dwight in Shining Armor. Actually, they like all the shows.

Tonight Alex covered a bunch of the vents in the basement. The basement is always warm- which is nice because that is where we hang out in the winter– but my room is always cold!!! The coldest room in the house. I wouldn’t mind normally but the baby sleeps in there with us and she kicks her blankets off. I spend a bit of every night trying to sneak-cover her up and she kicks it off and I try again. So Alex covered the vents in hopes that more of the air makes it to our room. We’ll see if it works. Tonight is supposed to get to 8 degrees. Tomorrow night 0 degrees. (Fahrenheit.) I’m going to get a fire going to alleviate the gas bill.

Now to get the kids in bed!

I’ll get the girls’ room finished tomorrow and show you the dresser I built.


Where Can I Turn for Peace

Where can I turn for peace?

Where is my solace

When other sources cease to make me whole?

When with a wounded heart, anger or malice,

I draw myself apart

Searching my soul?

Where, when my aching grows,

Where, when I languish,

Where, in my need to know, where can I run?

Where is the quiet hand to calm my anguish?

Who, who can understand?

He, only One.

He answers privately,

Reaches my reaching

In my Gethsemane, Savior and Friend.

Gentle the peace he finds for my beseeching.

Constant he is and kind,

Love without end.

–Emma Lou Thayne

The drama from last night stuck with me. I don’t care for drama outside of tv and movies. It isn’t as entertaining when it is your life. I am not sure what happened but I guess every once in awhile all the emotions just need to come out. That happened this morning. I started the morning ok, then got mad and went to church mad.  I was not a happy camper. I didn’t want to talk to anyone. It’s church, you really can’t do that.

God had other ideas.

The music leader wasn’t there and I stepped in to lead the music. Then the hymn started. I started to tear up. I was in the Spanish group and even though I tried concentrate on singing in Spanish, my brain had other ideas. I love this hymn, especially this version. I love the comfort it brings. I was going through the words in  English in my head so I struggled the whole time and then sat down and struggled some more. There was no way I could get up in front of everyone crying. So I asked my husband if he could lead the music in my stead and I went to the mother’s room and cried. And prayed. And cried. I needed to hear that song today. I touched my heart and took the anger away. The song really describes the process I was going through.

I pulled myself together enough to go back and sit with my family. I have a wonderful husband. He was sitting in front of me and reached back to hold my hand. I was sniffling but I wasn’t outright crying. I was on the verge of tears the whole time. It’s ridiculous. I guess sometimes you just need to get it all out. The timing was horrible. A dear woman saw me struggling and came up and gave me a hug. I was appreciative, truly. I lost it again. I decided to go home because I couldn’t talk without crying.

I was at home and since it was Michael’s birthday I got to work on a brunch for him. I listened to the radio (hymns and BYU-I devotionals) while I cleaned up and made french toast and bacon.

After we cleaned up I went to lay down and cry some more. Yes, I am a cry baby. Always have been. But I got it out of my system and I am now able to function and think rationally. Don’t make decisions while in a funk. Always so dramatic. I don’t think the peace always comes immediately. Sometime it does. I think I needed the time to work things out.

Moving on.

Last night I was tucking in the kids and Michael seemed upset. I asked and he said he was sad that he didn’t have any presents. I had said I would give him money since he didn’t know what he wanted. I didn’t want to buy something he didn’t want. I felt like the worst mom in the world. Who wants to ruin their baby’s birthday! I tucked everyone else in and talked to Alex. I was going to go to the store after I put the baby down for the night and get Michael a present. It was 11 p.m. I took Noah with me because he must have his dad’s genes. He took a nap and was wide awake. So I got to spend time with him.

I had an idea suddenly that Michael needed clothes. I’m pretty sure God had a hand in that idea. I got him a sweater, a jacket, and a flannel red/black plaid shirt. And a hotwheels car and candy. The car is a funny thing. All my boys loved cars growing up. The other day we were joking around and he said he loves getting a hotwheels car for Christmas. They get one in their stocking every year.

This morning when he woke up he was fully expecting to get nothing. He LOVED the present! Yay! It reminds me of the year he turned 10. Alex had told him that if he didn’t put his bike away (a thrift store special), that it would get taken away. The day of his birthday he left his bike on the front yard. Alex got home from work and he made a show of taking Michael’s bike and putting it in the back of the truck and driving off. Michael was a crying wreck. Alex came back around the block and pulled a new bike out of the back of his truck. It was an awful joke but the look on Michael’s face when he saw the new bike was so cute.

His food requests for the day were great. French toast for breakfast then hamburgers for dinner. He loves key lime pie and lemon meringue pie. So I combined them and made a key lime meringue pie. I need to make up my own recipe. All the ones I’ve made have too much sugar. Pie Week is coming up and I’ll work on it then. I’ll let you know what Pie Week is when it comes up.

The pies were a group effort. Lauren and Alex made the crust (I dislike making the crust). I made the filling and then tried to teach Michael and Lauren how to separate eggs for the meringue. It was funny because I told them to keep trying but eventually they went through so many eggs that we wouldn’t have enough to make the meringue. So I took over and now I have enough already cracked eggs to make breakfast in the morning. I think we went through 2.5 dozen with them trying to get it right.

But that is part of the reason we have chickens.

I guess this is where I leave you for the night.


Saturday Fun and Not Fun but Learned Something Anyways. And Vikings.

Today was a good day. For the most part. But it had it’s moments.

We started out going to my sister’s house to have a sewing bee. But most of us are lazy and even though we brought our stuff, we didn’t sew. But we did have a demonstration of how to make Christmas stockings. One sister did cut out the fabric so now she just has to sew it up. The kids had a ball running around crazy like kids do.

The majority of the time was taken with the adults eating, chatting, and hair-dos for the party. The Viking Party.

The funny part of the Viking Party was years ago my siblings were watching the movie Break Away. One sister asked what they were watching. “A biking movie.” Later she came back and asked why they weren’t watching the viking movie. Haha. She heard viking. Hahaha

So we went back to my mom’s house and helped set up and got everyone in their costumes. The kids had fun playing the games and having their pictures taken at the “photo booth”. The food was good and fun was had by all.

Tell me that wasn’t the funniest costume ever. Biking and Viking.

Then it quickly got out of hand. I’m not going to get into the situation or who was to blame because I think it was a combination of quite a few things. A perfect storm, if you will.

Tempers were lost, things said, feelings hurt (among other things) and people stormed off. I packed my stuff up and my family up and we were going to head out. I got a phone call and through tears got an apology and made one myself.

Turns out we are all human and not perfect and make mistakes and don’t always do the right thing. But I think in the end that what matters is being humble enough to admit that you were wrong and make an effort to not repeat the mistake. Easier said than done.

We finally drove off and tried to shake off the emotions and get back to happy. The events still in our minds that we have to get over.

The kids fell asleep on the way home. Except Evangeline. She didn’t really fall asleep. In fact it is 10 p.m. and she still isn’t asleep. Hopefully soon.

We stopped about 45 minutes from home to take care of the baby, potty break, and get stuff for a birthday dinner. Everything got taken care of but the baby still wouldn’t sleep. I found out yesterday that Evangeline is fascinated with horses. I was scrolling through Facebook when a video of a horse running came up. I started to watch it because I love horses. Evangeline stopped what she was doing and looked at my phone. Then came closer. Then she sat next to me and watched, mesmerized. I have never seen her study anything like that before. She never watches my phone or videos. She couldn’t take her eyes off it. I thought I would see if it was a fluke and put a different horse video on. Same result. So tonight as we were driving home and she was exhausted and crying, I put on a horse video. She shut right up and just stared. She loved it. It kept her happy for a good 10 minutes. Then she realized that she was tired and instead of going to sleep, she started crying. I know how she feels.

When we got home we had to unload all the groceries, duffel bags, kids, animals, and get them all put away. Then we had to find all the Sunday clothes and make sure they were ready for Sunday. I am obviously still struggling with getting them done. If the boys would just hang the things up after church instead of throwing them on the floor at the end of the day where I can’t find them, that would be great.

I guess there is always next week to get better at it.


Friday Nights are Just Busy

Last night, Friday, I had no time to be on my phone and it died and it was late and I didn’t care.

Yesterday we drove to my mom’s house. Its. 2.5 hour drive. We stretched it out with stops to get gas and slushies and then a stop at Costco. I needed a million rolls of toilet paper and laundry soap. Industrial size. I love Costco. Ask my kids. It is my favorite store. I’m weird.

They had a nativity set, they have one every year, and it is so pretty. I want it. Someday.

We got to my mom’s and some of my siblings were there with their kids. 15 children running around. It wasn’t loud at all. Yeah right.

Sleeping arrangements when there are 21 people in one house is interesting. It a big house so there is room. But 3 of my boys chose to sleep in the garage (insulated and heated) with the dog. Yes, we brought the dog. She likes going on trips now.

I’ll let you know tonight how today goes.


Near Misses

I about lost it when I woke up this morning and looked at the clock. 3 a.m.

Are you kidding me!

I wasn’t going to stand for it. I thought for a bit and then I started counting. I am one of the lucky ones who fall asleep as soon as my head hits the pillow. So this not sleeping thing is new to me. I counted and cleared my mind and was back asleep fairly quickly. Thank goodness!

I’ve been busy today but I don’t know what I’ve been doing. I guess I swept the floor. And paid the bills. That does take time. Budgeting is kind of fun? I’m on the fence. I like the organization of it and I love the feeling of everything being paid on time and done. Just wish there were bigger numbers left over at the end of it. Don’t we all.

As I was washing some dishes this morning I looked out the window and the was a literal cliffhanger going on. Luna, out black cat, was hanging on to the platform in the tree with one paw. She was struggling to get herself back up. She managed it but it was close.

We went out to get Halloween costume stuff. My kids of course gravitated toward the already made costumes. Oh, I would love to just buy an already made costume. The trouble it would save me. But it would end up costing about $200. For one night? Not worth it. So they found one thing each to help their costume and then they can raid the house for stuff that will work. They are going to be wearing coats and snow pants anyways. We got it all for $25. Not bad.

On the way home we had the radio on and the kids were singing at the top of their lungs. I am partially deaf and so unless I read all the lyrics to all the songs, I really only know a couple words of the chorus. Alex isn’t any better so the both of us just make up a bunch of nonsense sounds along with the music.

As for the diet update, I’m doing well. It’s the end of day 3. I’m writing this like I’m on some deserted island. Day 3, the crew is doing well, our spirits are kept up by the hope of being rescued someday soon. But I think if we ran out of rations they would turn on each other. Hahaha. I’m actually not hungry and I’m able to say no to the junk food. Sure I have to alter the menu a bit. Tonight I made pigs in a blanket and broccoli for the kids. I ate an avocado (I had to eat it before it was all the way ripe because Noah stuck a sucker stick into it and it would have rotted- it was good), a couple bites of bread, a pile of broccoli and 2 hot dogs with no buns. Sounds great, huh. I should have just had one hot dog. The only thing I missed is the bbq sauce. I love bbq sauce. But it is only temporary. I can do this. I’ll just keep telling myself that.

I just realized I could have had mustard.


3 A.M. When Will it End

Lucy Maude Montgomery, the author of Anne of Green Gables, (if you don’t know what that is, I can’t help you) is one of my favorite authors. My very favorite book of hers is called The Blue Castle. In it there is a cabin I want to build for myself and have it be my getaway. I bring this up because in several of her books she mentions 3 o’clock a.m. as the hour at which her characters are awake and thinking. Often. I never really got it. Yeah, it sounds all romantic. Sitting on the window seat staring out at the countryside bathed in the light of a full moon.

It’s really not. Not at all.

I wish I would stop waking up at that unholy hour. I think she calls it that, too. The dumbest things wake me up at three and then my brain turns on and I can’t sleep again until about six. But I did design that cabin’s layout according to the book with a few tweaks. My brain doesn’t care what it latches on to at 3 a.m.

Speaking of Anne of Green Gables, my grandmother went to Prince Edward Island years ago and brought both my sister and I Anne dolls (my sister gave me all her dolls because they creep her out- I am fine with mine but will not become a doll collector. The show Hoarders should cure anyone of that). Lauren wanted one of them so it’s now in her closet. Her cousins came over once and after saying who knows what, my daughter, Elizabeth, was a crying freaked out mess. She was terrified of the doll and refused to go in her room. I had to talk her down and explain that it is just a doll and who it is a doll of. She got scared again the other day after watching some YouTube video where they make up stories with dolls. Ten p.m. and I was up watching a clip from Anne of Green Gables with her. We’re going to watch the whole movie next week.

Since I was awake for most of the night I was exhausted today. I worked and got stuff done but I had a headache and was dragging. I thought the headache could be from sugar detox. I had been guzzling water so I knew it wasn’t dehydration. After I took the kids to story time, which was really a book read followed by a Halloween Carnival, I fed the kids lunch and I took a nap with the baby. My headache was gone when I woke up. Thank goodness. Moral of the story, get your sleep! Easier said than done.

So one of my new favorite things to do is watch my kittens. They have started to climb the tree out back and play on the platform that is supposed to eventually be a tree house. One cat is a daredevil and has been a climber since day one. The other is a runner. She loves to run. But the runner is horrible at getting out of the tree. She gets up there and either runs down the tree head first or paces contemplating whether she should just throw caution to the wind and jump the whole 6 feet to the ground. I can see the whole thing play out from my window while I am doing dishes. It’s comical.

I did pretty good on my new eating. I really do love healthy food so it isn’t torture. I just have to tell myself that it isn’t forever that I have to cut out all the bread and pasta and cookies and cake and pie and candy and on and on and on. Most of them make me sick anyways so is it really a bad thing? Benjamin said yes. Probably because when my diet changes so does theirs. But hey, avocados were on sale today and that is always a good thing.

Other than that I got the laundry all sorted out. So much laundry. Washed a bunch of it and made the kids put their clothes away.

And I found the movies I have been looking for! I thought about The Chipmunk Adventure the other day and couldn’t find it in all the usual and unusual places. I love that movie and have since I was a kid. I bought it a few years ago for $5. I thought since I couldn’t find it that I would just buy another copy. Nope. Cheapest I could find it was $87. Insanity. Things like that go in cycles. Next time it goes down again I’ll buy a couple copies. Then I can give them to my kids. The other movie we were missing was The Princess Bride. The movies were in a case on the shelf above the basement washer and dryer. Why? I don’t know. I never use that set. That is for the boys in the basement to wash their own laundry. But there was a pile of towels down there I decided to wash and I saw the case on the shelf and looked in it. Bingo!

I love how Noah says airplane. He says Aer-o-plane. So cute. Then earlier today Elizabeth asked me several questions. One was, “When I show you my pictures that I draw and you say that you love them, are you saying that you love them just to make me feel good? Because that is what Gideon says you do.” I laughed at that one. No, I never say it to make them feel good. I love all their drawings. I have a huge collection of a lot of them. I always tell them after they give them to me to go put it on my bed. Then later when I get to my room I write their name and date on it and put them in my scrapbook box. They all love to draw so I have a large collection.

Now off to bed and hopefully we all can sleep all. night. long.


School is Not Cancelled

This morning the kids woke up a little late. I slept like a rock (finally! Though I found out later that I tossed and turned and thus Alex got no sleep. oops). Lauren came in and said they wanted to know if school was cancelled. Um, no. The power is on, the sun is rising, the is no snow or ice, in fact it is 40°. So you are going to school. “But our alarm clock didn’t work.” Welcome to real life. It isn’t cancelled because your clock didn’t go off. There alarm clock went off, just in the middle of the night and Alex went in and unplugged it.

I didn’t write about it but yesterday was a hard day physically. I’ve put myself on the back burner for so long. Foolish on my part. And yesterday I was feeling it. I could write a huge list of health problems but I’ll spare you. Another day perhaps. None of them are serious problems now but if I keep on the path I’m on then they will be. I listened to a podcast the other day and she said, “You’ll die for your children but you won’t live for them.” She’s right. It’s all noble to say you’d die for them but you won’t make good choices so you will be alive for them.

So about lunch time yesterday I’d had enough. Walking hurt and that is so sad. So I made a plan, took some before pictures, drank my water and ate a normal sized portion of a healthy dinner. Yeah, it might seem foolhardy to start eating healthy right at the holiday time but I’ve done it before and succeeded. Mostly because my unborn baby’s life depended on it. Now mine does. I’ll keep you posted.

It’s been an uneventful day. Evangeline has taken up most of it. At lunch she ate a banana and decided that it would look good in her hair. She thinks most food looks good there. So bath time it was. While I had one hand on her (I use the bathtub that sits in the kitchen sink) I cleaned out a cupboard. She’s adorable but I needed to find something that was buried in the cupboard. I found it.

Benjamin went to his friends house after school. I said it was fine when he called and asked. Of course at 9 o’clock he remembers he has a book report due in the morning. I will gladly help my kids with their work- during normal daylight hours. If they choose to lose sleep to finish an assignment that is on them. I also don’t bring stuff they forgot to school for them. They have done really good at remembering. I’m mean that way.

I took Michael and his friend to their young men’s activity tonight. We were a few minutes late and had to find the house. First had to find the name of the people so we could find their address. Then we had trouble finding their house because their address wasn’t lit up on the front of their house. Make sure your address is visible folks! It could be a matter of life and death if the emergency services need to get to you. We were even more late after that and probably looked stupid driving in circles in front of their house.

Btw, I ate a great dinner. I am going to need some help keeping myself accountable. Roasted veggies and a salmon patty. So good! I had a couple bites of the kids’ German Pancakes and they didn’t taste nearly as good as the vegetables did. Then I ate a handful of nuts and dark chocolate chips. It was my go to snack when I had gestational diabetes with my last two pregnancies. It was just sweet enough to save me from eating all the desserts. I will pat myself on the back because with the last two pregnancies I weighed less after I had the baby than when I started.

Tomorrow is another day. I am ready. But can I get out of bed. I am great at waking up about 50% of the time. Getting out of bed? Not so much.


Hodge Podge of Stuff

Woke up early and just felt unsettled. Ever have those dreams that you can’t remember but they bother you anyways? I envy those people who can sleep without dreaming or at least never remember them. Although I got a giggle from one of them. In the dream my brother came in the room with a new haircut. A mullet. I couldn’t figure if he was serious or dedicated to his Halloween costume.

The other day we went to the thrift store. We dropped an item off and decided to wander around. Good idea/bad idea. Alex found 2 TI graphing calculators. For $15 each. We didn’t know if they worked so Alex ran to the grocery store to buy some batteries. They worked! Now the boys both have their own calculators. They both possess the math gene. They are a grade ahead and just get it. I possess the gene to make the math look. You know, that look of pure confusion where you have no idea what’s going on. Because I rarely understood what was going on. I took Math 101 three times and didn’t pass. I can do life math so I am not too upset.

I also got some punch glasses. Years ago I got some of my great grandmother’s glass dishes. I have been able to find a whole set, one or two pieces at a time, at the thrift store (Deseret Industries). Well I didn’t have enough punch glasses and they had like 30 there. I practiced restraint and only bought 5. I would love more but one needs to know the line between collecting and hoarding.

I bought some bowls as well. Some people might think its gross buying used dishes but what do you think you eat off from at a restaurant. Exactly. So none of my dishes match but with kids and how often they break dishes (accidentally) I don’t freak out or feel bad because I don’t have to match a set. Someday when they are older I’ll get some nice ones.

I was walking around the house and there is stuff all over the floor. Used and discarded. I had a thought come to me that I should just get a big snow shovel and just shovel all the stuff into a pile. Maybe take it a step further and shovel it out the door.

I went to switch laundry from the washer to the dryer. A weird textured substance was on everything. A diaper made it’s way in. Ugh. So much more work on something that should have been simple.

A gal I am friends with posted a picture of Walmart this afternoon. Long lines and tons of them with the warning to think twice about going there. I went at almost 9 p.m. and it had thankfully cleared out. The plans were to go to the Halloween store for Family Home Evening and get stuff for costumes and ideas. Evangeline and Lauren weren’t feeling well so we postponed the outing until Thursday.

As I was checking out after going all over the biggest Walmart ever I thought it was a lot of work being a hunter/gatherer. Haha.

Noah has got it into his head that he’s going to be 5 tomorrow. He’s not. He has his backpack ready packed with toys and ready to go to school tomorrow.

Noah has a cough, too. Elizabeth has a fake cough because she wants a cough drop.