Wednesday, May 9, 2012

Hate to Love You, Ruby Snap

I love these cookies http://www.rubysnap.com/menu.html but I hate them too. LOVE THE TASTE. Hate the price. Have you ever had them? They are exquisite. They are also adorable, coming in cute red polka dot box with a black ribbon. My favorite flavors are Maris and Trudy. They are $2.50 per cookie!!! TWO DOLLARS AND FIFTY CENTS PER COOKIE! Insane. But what's even more insane is that I allow myself to buy them. Yet buy them I do. Adding to my beautiful waistline. Subtracting from my bank account. So here's to you Ruby Snap, I hate to love you.

p.s. The girls in the ads are after-shots of what I'll look like if I eat their cookies on a regular basis.
I'm pretty sure.

Tuesday, May 8, 2012

The Importance of Interruptions

Lately I've been a little on edge. Nothing sets me off faster than having 2 to three or more people talking to me at the same time. I use the term "talking" loosely, because oftentimes one of them is crying, one whining, the other rattling away aimlessly, and the other trying desperately to have a conversation with his wife. Well, a friend of mine posted this excerpt on facebook and it really struck me. I should count myself VERY very fortunate to be in a position of responsibility, to be needed.
‎"When you are exasperated by interruptions, try to remember that their very frequency may indicate the value of your life. Only people who are full of help and strength are burdened by other persons' needs. The interruptions which we chafe at are the credentials of our indispensability. The greatest condemnation that anybody could incur - and it is a danger to guard against - is to be so independent, so unhelpful, that nobody ever interrupts us, and we are left comfortably alone." -Anonymous from The Anglican Digest
Mia wearing a diaper hat. I'm learning to find beauty in chaos. What do you think?

Sunday, April 22, 2012

Chicks

My sister and her AWESOME family came to visit this weekend and brought some surprise guests. . . baby chicks. Only a few days old. Her kindergarten class had been keeping them in an incubator and now that they've hatched they asked to come see me. We had a wonderful time.
These chicks had fun squashing bugs on Aunt D.D.'s phone. Mia loves her Aunt D.D.

Wednesday, April 18, 2012

WILL - according to Will

I made seven baskets.

Hi, this is will

I am pretty much awesome. Repete it 100 times. I am 777 years old. Just kidding. I am 7. I do not know what to talk abuot.

Favorite color: Black
Favorite animal: King cobra
Favorite food: Chocolate Lava Crunch Cakes from Dominos
Favorite place: Airborne
Favorite time of day: dinner
Favorite movie: The Simpson's (my Dad let's me watch it)
Favorite toy: The Wii & my Super Smash Bro's game.
Least favorite color: pink
Least favorite animal: worm
Least favorite food: poo
Least favorite place: school
Least favorite time of day: homework
Least favorite movies: Spot and His Grandparents Visit the Carnival, Tinkerbell and the Lost Treasure, My Little Ponies
Least favorite toy: Mia's my little ponies

I still don't know what to talk abuot.
If I had the most perfect day ever, I would eat popcorn shrimp and what I would do would play video games with the window open cause there's a window down there and I could feel the nice breeze. I would be with mom/rochelle. I would eat 15 choclate lava crunch cakes.

Me and Spence swimming in jacksen hole.

Saturday, April 14, 2012

Spring Break - Where did we go?

Can you guess???






















A few of the pictures gave it away. Comment your guesses below! We had so much fun. My old stomping grounds hold a lot of memories, many great, some painful. It was time to go and make some new memories with the new people in my life. Happy Spring break everyone!

Friday, April 13, 2012

Hello Hummer!

We babysat my brother's hedgehog for a week. Her name is Hummer. All I can say is, we can't wait to have her back!

Say hello Hummer!



Thursday, March 29, 2012

Tiny Dancer

At our house, we LOVE to dance. And it's catching. Little Mia has been cutting a rug since before she started cutting teeth. Here is a glimpse of her latest jam with dad and Will. (Notice how she calls for Will to dance with her). I love that she's only wearing one shoe. I love that Will is so cute to dance with her. Love their choreography. I especially love at the end when she signs for more.

Saturday, March 17, 2012

Leprechans Beware

There are some kids at this house with a plan and if you aren't careful, you may have to grant them some wishes.

The design.

The finished product complete with ladder, slide, and giant tupperware tub trap.

Bait.

Serious bait. These kids aren't messing around. They know that no Leprechan can refuse a custom combo dance mat and shiny quarters.




They even turned on some irish music. We've learned from Darby O'Gill that leprechans can't resist 3 things: Whiskey, dancing, and hunting. We don't have whiskey, and we don't have anything for them to hunt, so we had to appeal to their musical interests.

Sure enough an hour or so after the trap was completed, an unfortunate Leprechan must have been captured and escaped because the money was gone, and the custom-made combo dance mat was gone and in their place was a whole slew of chocolate gold coins. Delicious. So now friends of Spencer, what'll we wish for?

Thursday, March 8, 2012

The Book Club

On Saturday I really needed to spend some extra time with the kids. After a game of Operation they wanted to build a fort. Fort building is a perfect example of synergism. Everyone pitches in their ideas and eventually we come up with a supersweet place to hide that would otherwise not exist. That's just what it ended up being. A supersweet place to hide. Without any input from me, the kids took books inside and enjoyed reading in the dark. They decided that everytime they went back into the fort they'd need to bring a book. Quite a stack developed. They called it "The Book CLub." I was amazed because they let Mia come in and out of the fort without a single complaint. So, welcome to the book club.




Thursday, March 1, 2012

No. It really is.

Life is good. We each are changing, learning, and growing so much. Alfonso and I usually start the day reluctant to end our minute or two together. Bracing ourselves for what lies ahead, I say,"Let's go make everybody mad." Then we're off, waking up the troops, becoming everyone's FAVORITE PERSON. We have a goal to eat breakfast together and read together every morning. It is a tradition that is saving us.

Alfonso's job is great, he's such a hard worker, but he also knows how to play. Ben is almost as tall as me, he helps a lot around at home and makes us laugh. Spencer is doing well in school, I love his insights and his unwavering willingness to help (regardless of the task and no, I'm not exaggerating). Will is a little jokester, natural reader and keeps things exciting with his remarkably short fuse. Mia isn't learning many words, we are signing our way through. For a a baby learning spanish and english, I don't understand why she's speaking chinese. Her jibberish is amazing. She LOVES to dance and sing. She loves to explore. And me? I'm good too. I get to stay home with Mia, the hours we spend together are quite peaceful. She's a good napper. My inner debate is whether or not I am entitled to a nap too.

I also get to stay home with our boys. In the afternoon when they rush through the door, I go into octopus mode. This is a time to keep everything together (my patience and myself included). It's a time for homework assessment, making sure everyone is on task. It's a time for signing a form with one hand and holding a baby with the other. It's a time for "Yes you can have a snack." "No, you cannot play Wii." "Please stop freaking out." "No, I don't know what veracious means." "Why are you wearing a bowl on your head?" Thankfully I can still help them with math although the time soon cometh where their skill will far surpass mine. Somewhere in all this a meal is prepared. That is the miracle. The days that friends come to play just add to the glorious chaos. I always breathe a sigh of relief when Alfonso walks in the door. My favorite time of day (sorry kids) is when the you are all taken care of, in your beds, and I have a few minutes to myself. It takes a minute to switch gears, to take a deep breath and realize I made it. I survived another day! It also takes a minute to count my blessings including the man next to me, and say, "Hey babe, I love you." Then we close our eyes and do it all over again.
Like I said, Life is good.