When the kids are happy....

Apparantly our kitchen has become the cool place to be.    Of course, I've known that all along, but the kids have caught on to that this week and completely took over the area.   And though I am a little bit puzzled as to why, I like to think they just wanted to be closer to me! ;)                                            
For a couple of evenings in a row the kids set up their own little houses that sat right next to our kitchen table.    Practically ALL of our extra kitchen space was filled by these little makeshift shelters where the kids actually ate out of for a few of our evening meals.
John and I  actually put up with the whole thing, because as much as we'd like to say we were encouraging their desire to play - we were really just happy to enjoy visiting with Grandpa while we ate.

It's pretty safe to say that John's and my motto as parents this week has pretty much been:

   "When the kids are happy- we are happy!"

After the kids got tired of using the kitchen as their campsite (around day two),  they turned it into a train station - lining up all the chairs in a row, and filling them with stuffed animal passengers.      And then...when they grew tired of that, the kitchen was quickly turned into a Library!

Abby and her cousin Mya were the perfect librarians!    I wish I could say that this place was as QUIET as a library should technically be, and I would have liked to have been able to used this area to actually you know...prepare dinner, but it's all good.    Dinner can always wait right?  

Besides, if there is one thing that John and I have learned, it is that - 

"when the kids are happy - we are happy!"

Abby was super thrilled to get to have Mya over on Friday after school (hence the library in my kitchen;)   I had told Abby that Mya could stay for a late over but not a SLEEP OVER.    (It was my attempt at punishing Abby for pretending to practice her piano songs this week when she really hadn't practiced them at all)    Abby seemed to understand the plan perfectly well, and when I left that evening for a baby shower I was expecting to come home around 9:00 and take Mya home then.     Well when I got home after the baby shower, my sister Jewel had already come to pick up Mya, which was definitely not ok with Abby.    As a result I was greeted by a teary and dare I say dramatic little girl standing outside my bedroom door.    As I approached she extended her arm enough to hand me this note and then without saying a word, she walked back to her room.  

I wish I could say that this letter affected me in the way Abby had wanted it to.    Perhaps this was supposed to make me feel a bit guilty.   But it didn't.    I know it sounds mean-but honestly, it is notes like this that bring a smile to this cold mother's heart!    Can't you just feel her pain!  (hee hee)  I personally love how she signed it- "from your best sad dother,  Abby"    It was just sooo cute!  AND I learned a very important lesson:

Even when my kids are Mad - they still make me so happy!

Go Figure.

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PS:   On a completely different note:   Isn't it incredible what is happening over in Egypt?   John says this past week has been historic.  Like, right up there with the fall of the Berlin Wall kind of historic.    It definitely is inspiring to think that those people have brought themselves so much closer to freedom!

We sure are lucky to live where we do, that's for sure.

PSS:   HAPPY VALENTINES DAY tomorrow!

In & Out of EVERYTHING

Have I mentioned lately how mobile our little Nate has gotten?    He's reached that stage where the rest of us must adapt to make everything more childproof for the little guy.     It's once again time to turn over ALL the kitchen chairs and stools to prevent him from climbing up onto counters.    It's time to make sure ALL electrical outlets are covered with those annoying little protector things.    Time to decrease the water temperature on the water heater.  (Better yet- it might be safer to just keep him out of the Bathrooms entirely!!)

Today I went to pick up Sam from Kindergarten and left Jess and Nate in the van.    Don't panic,  I just have to go up to the entrance of the school and he's usually right there. (It's not like I'm a bad mom or anything)   Anyways- this is when Jess usually undoes her seat belt and moves up front to sit in the driver seat pretending to be a mom.    By the time I get back and start the van it is always a fun surprise to find she'd turn on the windshield wipers.    And turned up the radio full blast.   She loves doing that!   Anyways, today I grabbed Sam as usual and as I looked towards the van I was surprised and a bit confused to see NATE standing in the drivers seat happily steering the wheel.    

For the life of me I don't know if I completely forgot to secure his straps OR has he figured out how to maneuver past the whole buckle thing on his own.  (There-now you can think I'm a bad mom)  Actually-I think because his straps are set to accommodate a big winter snowsuit, he was able to wiggle through thanks to the much smaller coat he had on today.   Time to take the car seat out and tighten those straps again eh!

Now I not only have to worry about what Nate is getting INto- but I also have to worry about what he is getting OUT of as well.

I really think raising boys is an entirely different experience then raising girls.   I had hoped that Nate would be a little easier on me-but it appears that he's shaping out to be the same kind of handful that my Sam was.  ...ur...still IS! 

See my girls would NEVER think of dancing through all of the clean laundry.   They just wouldn't do it!

And Yes- that is clean laundry on the floor.   (Dirty laundry is in the basket naturally)  I'd happily tackle that rapidly growing pile of clothes but I figure that Nate will just mess up my piles of folded laundry faster then I can put them away, so why bother.   

 Or perhaps I'm really just procrastinating this job because I know that I'll get everything folded only to find that 4 more socks are missing their match!    I seriously don't know how it happens.  

All of the socks go INto the laundry but only half of our socks ever seem to make it OUT. 

  

Where are all of our missing socks?   I mean really, just where exactly do they disappear to?

What's Wonderful Wednesday!

What an afternoon!    My sister Jewel is way WAY too good to us, which probably explains why she is really the Mother my kids wish they had.   At least that's what they tell me every day.    "I wish I lived at Auntie Jewel's house."   It's ok-I can take it.   In fact I really have to agree with them that their is nobody more awesome to them then their Auntie Jewel.   Take this afternoon for example.  For no real reason, she stopped by, swooped Sam and Jessica up and carried them off to her house for an afternoon of fun.   I had no plans.   She wasn't babysitting for me, or anything.   With Abby at school, and Nate napping, do you know what that meant?  

Peace.

And quiet.

Beautiful.

My good afternoon didn't end there.  Shortly after the kids all returned home from Jewel's house, and school, our cute little neighbor a couple of doors down stopped by to invite the kids to watch the Junior High Basketball game with her family.     I tell ya - it takes a brave person to invite my little brood somewhere.    I'm really excited to hear how it all went.   And when I say excited, I mean ...afraid, worried, and anxious to hear how it all went.    I'm used to letting my kids go anywhere and everywhere with Jewel, and I usually don't worry about what Jewel will have to face.   I'm a tad more nervous about exposing the neighbors to all of that though.    For example:  how many pieces of public property were damaged in some way by Sam.   Or heaven forbid-what if Jessica has an "accident" in her pants.   Again.

 Despite the horrible and embarrassing stories I'm half expecting to hear when they come barrelling through the door- I am trying to make the best of it, by milking the most out of the past couple of hours without our three loudest and most energetic.

Perhaps John and I will eat our Steak Sandwiches and homemade fries by Candlelight?

Sounds dreamy eh.

Ooooh, and for dessert, we'll eat the rest of these delicious donuts that I got down town at our ...get this- brand new BAKERY!!!  

Yeah-that's right.  We have a BAKERY!     For as long as I've lived here I have lamented to John that this town would be perfect if only it had a Bakery.  (Well technically I think this town would be perfect if it had a Bakery and a good Mexican restaurant-but I realize that's asking a lot.)    Apparently the universe is on my side right now-because as I was driving down main street I saw that glorious delightful sign advertising donuts, whole wheat breads, sugar free jams and jellies and so, SO much more.    When did that happen?   It's like-one day something was missing in my life and then suddenly...POOF!

All is right with the world!

Which brings me to this week's installment of What's Wonderful Wednesday.

 In honor of my Sister (the one my kids wish they could live forever with), my Good (albeit unsuspecting) Neighbors, and the half dozen donuts that I polished off before even getting home -
 the most wonderful things about today are:

#4: "Lots of Quiet time, and Bakeries that appear out of nowhere"

Born to run and not be weary?

John here:  Recently I've been studying the phenomenon of barefoot running as well as the use of what are called "minimalist" running shoes ("minimalist" refers to a shoe that has a minimal, or "zero drop," difference between the thickness of the shoe at the toes and the thickness at the heel).  In a roundabout way, I was introduced to this idea by Nathan Smith, who operates a website called www.inbetweenmytoes.com .  As part of the physics 30 course I am teaching this semester, I invited Nathan to come speak to my students about his experience and research associated with barefoot running.  To illustrate the differences, he videoed me running on a treadmill with typical running shoes and then again in barefeet.  Aside from my ramblings about physics terminology, the video is excellent in showing the distinct differences between how the foot strikes the ground, and most interestingly,  how different my posture is while running barefoot.  See the video below.

The very same day that Nathan presented this to my class, I found a TED talk by Christopher McDougall, who has written a book called Born to Run ( http://borntorun.org/ ).  

The link to the TED talk is here:

 http://www.ted.com/talks/christopher_mcdougall_are_we_born_to_run.html

A brief interview by a New York Times reporter and Christopher McDougall:

In case you're still not convinced, try this clip by Harvard professor Daniel Lieberman:

In short, I am overly convinced that running barefoot, or at least running with shoes that have thin soles and wide toe boxes, is the best way to ensure good posture and strong joints.  I've already encountered numerous stories of runners whose chronic running injuries went away when they stopped using conventional running shoes and either ran barefoot or with minimalist shoes like the ones posted below.  This year, Merrell is making a shoe in a trail and casual version called the "Trail Glove" (below in blue/grey)  and the "Tough Glove" (brown leather).  Vibram has their five-finger line which arguably began the revolution of minimalist shoes.  Check out their websites if you are at all interested.

Let me just say to all the RAGNAR folks out there, as well as any other avid runners, that if you've been suffering from chronic injuries due to running, you really need to take what I've mentioned here seriously.  Believe me that I will not be buying a pair of typical running shoes again.  Happy trails!

What has made me smile this week

I wish that I had taken a couple more pictures this past week, especially yesterday.   We were so glad to get to join my brother and his family as our nephew Mason was baptized.  As always, it was fun to watch the little cousins play with each other, (aka run around the church as if they'd never been in one before) but even more then that it was great to celebrate Mason.    We couldn't help but notice what an impressive boy he is.  Always smiley and happy, and he never really requires any specific attention.  He is just sort of always happily there.   He looked so cute standing next to his proud Dad, and I wish I'd thought to take a picture of that.

One thing I did get a picture of this week is this thing! 

Imagine my surprise one morning when the kids came barrelling up the stairs with this baby in tow.   Somehow-when I wasn't looking (which lets face it, is often) they had devised a plan to freeze some of their toys in a ziploc bag full of water.    I watched as the kids excitedly ripped away the ziploc and began searching for various little treasures.   In my mind I had to keep reminding myself to just "stay quiet and embrace their creativity."    That's what a good mom is supposed to do right?   

Needless to say- I put an end to this little activity when I went to the deep freeze later that day and found FOUR MORE giant blocks of ...um...creativeness.     Can somebody please explain to me why we should even bother buying toys?

This picture makes me smile every time I see it.    It reminds me of the hectic morning this week when, during the before school rush, John volunteered to dress Nate.     I couldn't help but giggle later that day as I realized that Nate was wearing Sam's shirt.    The little squirt was practically swimming in it, it was so cute!    I love that John would be so helpful in the mornings even as he is trying to leave for work himself, and it all just seemed so very "Mr.Mom" of him.    I seriously wanted to hug the guy and thank him for trying.       

Perhaps it was the shirt that was four sizes too big, I don't know, but this boy seems to be growing up much faster then I'd like.  

Luckily, he has been a bit sick this week.  (tonsillitis, ear infection, cold, teething...you name it-he's got it)     I realize that might not seem to be a very lucky thing, but it is for me.    It is only when Nate is sick that he slows down and will actually pause long enough to offer me a rare and precious little cuddle.     

And a cuddle from this Big Boy - ALWAYS makes me smile!

HAVE A GREAT WEEK!!!

Thinking Happy Thoughts

   It's crazy to think that only a couple of days ago, the kids were playing outside without their coats on.  It was so warm.   Now it is -20 again!   How does that happen?    Brrr.  

  It's on days like this that I like to go back and reminisce about warmer days.   

 Much. MUCH.warmer.days.

                                                                                                                                                                                                                            

A post mostly about our incredibly independent (and advanced) Alligator Snapping Turtle!

I had a horrible realization today, after church.   I was expressing to John my excitement that Nate had only 6 weeks left until Nursery when he suddenly stopped me, and suggested I recount that-because he was sure it wasn't that soon.   Sure enough...I had completely skipped over one month (stupid April) and was a little to anxious. The truth is, we are still 3 months away from him moving up.  That means 3 more months of pacing the halls and trying desperately to keep Nate out of the other ward's sacrament meeting.  (which by the way we were unsuccessful at today)   It's pretty disheartening if you ask me- and now I'm mad at John for correcting me and bursting that bubble.  (he can be such a killjoy!)  

Suffice it to say that Nate has been a handful lately.   As the picture below might prove- he has figured out the art, ...and JOY of climbing!     I swear for the first couple of weeks my initial inclination when I'd find him up on the counter was to GET HIM DOWN of course.  (like any responsible parent would do;)   However, after repeating the same scenario over and over again and
putting up with the same tantrums as a result-I'm afraid I have resigned myself to the fact that this little

 boy can't be held back.    Instead of fighting it, I now find myself trying to justify reasons why it is Ok for me to actually let him play up on the counter.

For example:   You can't see it- but there are 4 bar stools that sit at the edge of this counter, all of which were over turned, in hopes to prevent him from climbing on them.  (see I do try)   It took just a matter of minutes for him to figure it all out and begin turning them right side up.   That tells me that he has got great problem solving skills.   And the very fact that he can safely maneuver those stools and even get on the counter is, in my opinion, proof of very advanced Gross Motor ability.

And I personally like to think that he is actually sorting all of those bowls and cups, and I find it very reassuring to know that he is already working on the basics of Math.     Heaven knows, I'm not raising a dummy!

It is at meal time in particular that we really get to see  just how independent this boy is.    He REFUSES to sit in his high chair, and seems to have a strong aversion to being strapped down at all.  (go figure;)   In fact- he'd rather not even SIT ;)       We've basically learned that he will eat what he wants to eat,  when he wants, and off of whichever plate he wants.

Sure, I admit it,   he is absolutely and unequivocally the boss around here.    I realize that a good parent would not put up with it-but honestly...this is not a kid who wants to be held down.    Besides, I studied Early Childhood before I married John, and I happen to know of a term that justifies my new parenting technique.     We like to take a very "CHILD DIRECTED" approach to parenting around here.  

That sounds so much better then admitting that I'm just lazy and that he is clearly our fourth child,  doesn't it?






Sam received a little wake up call this week as he was teasing his baby brother.   (Yes the same baby brother described above:)    It was kinda funny to see Sam's glee as he tormented Nate- turn to horror as Nate chomped his teeny tiny teeth down into Sam's finger and refused to let go.   Seriously, he was like an Alligator Snapping Turtle or something, and Sam has a hole in his finger now to prove it;)

Not only is Nate not going to let his momma tell him what to do- he also isn't going to put up with the antics of a pesky older brother!!!   

Hopefully that is the LAST of the biting!

Abby delighted us this week by reading an entire series of fairy themed paperback books- all in three days!   She refused to watch any movies with the kids, and insisted on keeping her nose in a book until she'd gotten through all 9 of them.    Clearly- it seems as though all of my children are advanced. 

We took a lovely drive out to Waterton this week, and I enjoyed having lunch with the kids at Vimy's.    Gosh, I could get used to afternoons like that.  (Heaven help John's wallet;)    It was so pretty out there though- I don't feel guilty at all!   It's just too bad John couldn't join us - but he was at work, or something silly like that.   (the killjoy!)

Here is a picture of one of the sunrises this past week.   I'm watching out my window every morning now.   Last year February had some of the most stunning sunrises ever!!!

Oh and Congratulations to my little sister Crystal and her family.   We are excited to meet your newest little boy!   

What's Wonderful Wednesday!

Inspired by this AWESOME blog, here is my 2nd instalment of "What's Wonderful" for this particular Wednesday:

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"What's Wonderful Wednesday" # 2:   
Exam Week!

Have you ever taken the time to just watch someone, even just for a little bit?   Well, John is a real treat to stare at.    I especially get a kick out of watching him mark his students exams.   For starters, he is usually so engrossed in his marking or prep that he doesn't even realize that he's being watched.  (Which, of course,  is half the fun.)   He gets all focused and intense, and he marks furiously fast!

 About midway through the stack of tests-  he'll  begin tapping on the table with his red pen and his foot will start moving to his own beat, (which always reminds me that he still doesn't own that set of drums he keeps asking for.)   Sometimes,  if he's really feeling itt- he'll start making this funny clicking/popping sound with his tongue,  and if I'm lucky,  his head will begin to slightly bob up and down.

   Really, it's like a one man band!   

 And then....?   Well - then he'll remember that he's actually NOT alone, and he'll look up at me pretending to be annoyed with me as if I've interrupted him or something.       

Which is definitely AWESOME because that's when his dimples show the best.   

Which usually causes me to plead with him to "stop marking those darn tests and come watch M*A*S*H with me instead."

Which he always does because he can never turn down a chance to laugh at good ol' BJ and Hawkeye!   But really, Who can?

So here is to:   

*Lots of tests that I never have to mark

* Cute dimples

*The good ol' 4077

*And having absolutely nothing better to do!

What's Wonderful in your life?

"This is Mission Control..."

     Do you see the resemblance here?

My apologies to our regular readers, but this post is being done by John, not our star editor Tanis.  We've had such a blast with our air powered rocket launcher recently that the device has already been scheduled for upcoming birthday parties, neighborhood retaliations, and possible lunar missions.  Thanks to my dad for all his work in acquiring the parts, I've been using the launcher for family gatherings and even our ward young men's group.  Ultimately I will be teaching my students in Physics about projectile motion and trigonometry with it, and I've been trying various models and drawing on others ideas for how to make better rockets.  I've compiled a video of two separate rocket experiences during the past few weeks to give you an idea of what fun we've been having.  My hope is that some of my brothers will see the benefit of posting videos of rockets and airplanes (Bear lake footage... hint hint!!) on their own blogs so I can use it as well.  Enjoy the countdowns!

Windy Nights, Restful Nights, and even ...a Date Night!

What a great week this turned out to be.  It is funny how the warm weather just livens us all up a bit.    We knew that warm weather was on it's way when we woke up one morning and saw the most delightful Chinook Arch above us.   

 That Chinook brought a pretty fierce wind for a bit, (I was slightly worried we'd blow away) but the warm weather came soon after!   As a result it has become next to IMPOSSIBLE to keep Nate inside.    He is wanting out all.of.the.time!    As soon as the kids leave for school he slinks downstairs and resurfaces a few minutes later with his boots on and a pair of mitts, which is pretty much how he remains for the rest of the day.     He also seems to have this instinctive ability to know if a door has been left opened and he never fails to seize the moment and try to escape!    It's a big wide world out there ready to explore.   How frustrating it must be for him to be cooped up indoors all of the time;)

This week we finally did what we have been talking about doing for months!  We had a humidifier hooked up to our furnace and we are LOVING the difference it that it seems to be making.   The temperature in our house seems to remain much more constant now, rather then going from hot to cold so dramatically.   We are not all waking up with scratchy throats the way we used to AND the kids seem to be sleeping much better throughout the night!   That alone makes the investment totally worth it!!!     Another added bonus though is that my pathetic little green plant that sat by our couch withering away- seems to be coming back to life.   Poor thing must have just been parched or something.   (And to think that all this time I thought it was MY fault that it was dying;)  

Another thing we FINALLY did this week, was celebrate our Anniversary.  And where better to do that then in Waterton.   Back in the summer, I had won a contest , and as a result we received a dinner for two out at my new favorite restaurant Vimy's!   I really love Vimy's in the winter time as it is not nearly as busy, and we practically get the cozy dining room to ourselves!   

Even though I had received the voucher back in the summer time- we specifically waited for a weekend like this when the ambiance would be as perfect as it was.    Seriously-the only thing more delicious then the food.... was the beautiful wintery View!   And of course, it's always nice to get out with John!

We are looking forward to a great week of beautiful weather.   I'm pretty sure Nate is all geared up to actually make it outside on his own - so I anticipate that "security" will have to be beefed up a bit;)   

John's students are all writing finals this week which has John in wrap up mode.   (Lot and lots of tests to mark!)     At least that's what he says he'll be doing.    Let's face it though, it's no secret that when John stays late at school  -   what he's really doing is watching old episodes of Rick Mercer or flying his airplane simulator and trying to find any possible way that physics can be applied, just so that he can still call it .."Work."

 For the sake of argument, however - let's just go with it and acknowledge that John will be up to his elbows in...  ahem..."Marking" all week long! ;)

Well- that's it from our neck of the woods.  

Happy Sunday!

"What's Wonderful" Wednesday

A couple of weeks ago I came across this fabulous blog titled 1000 Awesome Things and I instantly fell in love with the idea of it.  The author's concept is to simply BRING LIGHT to the often simple and forgotten moments in life.    Those moments that...if you real stop to think about it ...actually make life quite AWESOME!    His blog is literally a "time ticking daily countdown of 1000 Awesome Things!"   For example:


His Awesome Thing #327:   "When you hit something with your car and there's somehow no damage."   I bet!   I mean,  I can only imagine how nice it would have been to have had no damage;)

Or there was his Awesome Thing #336:  "When the wrapping paper lines up perfectly when you go to tape it."  That is so true, isn't it?   Getting the design on the paper to line up so you don't notice the seam is hugely satisfying!  

Then there is my favourite one so far.   Awesome Thing #335:   "Catching someone you love admiring you from across the room."   Yeah...I can so totally relate to that.    John is like always staring at me;)    Okay-not really, but I do remember this one time when I actually did catch him looking at me, and it was just that. ...

Awesome.

Really though-this whole concept fits beautifully with my theme for 2011 to Illuminate.  What better way to do that,  then to focus on all of the Wonderful (albeit little) things that make my own life Great.

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Which brings me to my first submission for (my recently created) 

   "What's Wonderful Wednesday":

catchy eh.  I just thought of that because...well...today is Wednesday after all

#1:

A new display of Art work on the Fridge!"

Even better then the artwork was the happy little hour that my oldest three spent at the kitchen table drawing while I prepared dinner.    Loved it!

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Feel free to check out the TED talk that inspired me!

Have a Wonderful Wednesday!!

This week brought a bit of excitement as we learned that Robert Munsch HIMSELF was going to be reading some of his most loved books at the Raymond High School.   For a moment I debated whether or not I really wanted to haul three of my kids all the way there for just a few little stories.    I'm glad I decided to take them though, because -Raymond actually isn't even that far away, and really there is actually no such thing as "just a little story" when it is told by Robert Munsch!

As you can see the kids LOVED listening to him, and they weren't afraid to show it.   Of course it helps that these kids have grown up listening to his stories an they could have recited each one off by heart!  

The kids all agreed that their Uncle Ed sounds exactly like Robert Munsch, (or perhaps Robert Munsch sounds like Uncle Ed?) 

The drive home was extra fun.  I made the mistake of letting the kids buy both bubble gum AND slurpees.   (I think it was the inner kid in me wanting to come out)    At any rate it was enjoyable to hear my very hyper kids take turns telling their favourite munsch story- all while trying to chew an entire pack of gum!      By the time we arrived home-I had managed to convince them that this was indeed the BEST DAY OF THEIR LIFE!   

I just love doing that!

John is nearing the end of yet another semester, and most of his students are beginning finals this week.    Not only does this mark the end of a busy fall semester  but thankfully -  the beginning of a much slower and quieter second semester!   The best part about the second semester of school is that it is chalk full of long breaks and holidays!   First- there is exam week.    Then in February- there is Teachers Convention for a week.    We get another week long break in April and then...well  it's all winding down for summer after that!    

So really,  Summer is like practically here!!! 

  ( I don't mean to sound anxious or anything-that's just the way one's mind works when married to a School Teacher;)

Have I mentioned before how much I love being married to a School Teacher?

A day in the Life of Superman!

I think it is important to note that our little Superman has figured out how to climb up on Chairs. 

 (and does so only about a billion times a day;)

Luckily, he has the good sense to "Get Down" before his Mommy reaches him.

What's this?   When did Superman learn how to get up on the table?   (And what naughty sibling facilitated that?)

Oh but of course.   How else would he reach all those things that he's not allowed to touch.  

Perhaps you've noticed-  Superman totally uses a Barbie toothbrush.

And he's not ashamed to admit it either!

Luckily, Superman sometimes takes AWESOME lessons from his Daddy.

When Superman is not busy climbing (and thus subsequently falling:),  or when he isn't brushing his teeth (all six of them) - he keeps himself busy trying on everybodies winter clothes.    Perhaps he feels the need to hide his true identity?

But he's not fooling us!!

TV trays, Pew Cleaners and other not too classy Confessions.

This past week has been one of  sheer mothering genius, if I do say so myself.   Definitely one for the books!    There is something very rewarding about finding a solution to any one of the many parenting dilemmas that we all face, wouldn't you agree?    And this week - was all about finding solutions.

Take for example ...  Mealtime.    AKA:  DILEMMA #1:  

There is a word in our house that John and I often use to describe certain events in a day.  (Dinner time being one of them.)   It is GONG SHOW!   Every day I plan what to make for dinner.   I prepare to make it.   I slave away actually making it.   I set the table.   John calls everyone to the table.  The kids wash their hands.   And then. ...   Well-it is pretty much all down hill from there.     Well this week I was moved by true inspiration (or just plain madness) to let them all eat dinner downstairs WHILE enjoying our weekly family movie night.    That's right - I let them actually eat dinner downstairs!!!!   Pizza, white carpets and ALL!


(what's that?  oh ...you think I deserve "the mother of the year award" for allowing it?   Why thank you- I quite agree.)  

Anyways- while enjoying this little adventure that the kids had never before experienced,  I glanced around and noticed something that surprised me.   More like...astonished me.  ...(Exceedingly;)

The kids were actually eating!   Sam was NOT grumbling about the "stupid meal" and and asking "why do I have to always make food he doesn't like?"  Jess kept looking up at me and amid mouthfuls of food,  telling me how much she "loved me."    And Nate?   Well little Nate sat at the "proverbial table" for longer then he has ever done before!     It was heaven on earth I tell ya.    Pure heaven.

In fact, if John ever decided to buy me TV trays for say ...my birthday or something- I don't think I'd knock it.    No sir,  I wouldn't have a problem with that at all.  

(Picture from the Ronald Reagan Library, Courtesy of the National Archives)

Not very Classy,  I know.   But I figure that if TV trays were good enough for  Ronald and Nancy Reagan- then they are good enough for us too!                                

DILEMMA #2:

Recently our Stake leaders have strongly encouraged us as church members to be more cautious and careful in regards to how we treat our  local church buildings.   The council makes perfect sense really.     However, the concept of us cleaning up after ourselves AND being careful of the messes we make in the first place,  has completely thrown a wrench in the way I pack my baby bag each week.    For real!    I mean- it's bad enough that John already banned cheezies a long time ago, but now we don't take ANYthing that could remotely crumble or drip or fall apart.   I was actually beginning to wonder if we should even pack snacks at all!   And can you imagine going to church without ANY snacks for your kids?   Is that even possible?

 I was hugely relieved this past week, when I got another stroke of genius.  A truly Eureka sort of moment:

That's right.  Originally used to clean up lint and pet hair - Now a portable Pew Cleaner that easily fits into my baby bag.    Just a few rolls over our bench (and let's face it the surrounding area)  with this baby and it's like we'd never even been there!     Brilliant!!!!


DILEMMA #3:

Enough said.

Once my favourite child- now a true handful.    At barely 1year of age,  he has already reached toddler like ability.    I admit,  I knew this stage would come, and yet I still was not at all ready for it.      A couple of weeks ago, I took a brave chance and actually packed a bag of cheerios to keep Nate happy.    Well, part way through Relief Society he grabbed hold of the bag and instinctively dumped the ENTIRE thing upside down.    Crumbs everywhere-and literally a PLUME of little cheerio dust all over the carpet.   (and that was before I had thought up my genius "Pew cleaner" idea)    I spent the entire RS lesson with my head pointed to the floor while I furiously tried to pick up every crumb.   (which truthfully, I ended up just spreading out so that it looked less obvious)  Then.   THEN as soon as the meeting had ended- NATE took off running.  Right out the door and out of sight!   Now sure, some might just tell me to keep better track of my kid-but it's honestly not my fault.  He's faster then me!    Suffice it to say,  I did find Nate a short time later.   He had run all the way into the chapel (during another wards meeting) and was headed up the stairs to the pulpit where some man was giving his talk!   I had to walk from the back of the chapel to the front to retrieve him - and all while being stared at by an annoyed congregation and bishopric.   oiy!

Technically, I haven't quite found an immediate solution to this "little but cute problem" - but I take great comfort in knowing that help is on the way.  Although not nearly soon enough!

   Perhaps you noticed our little countdown at the top?

My (Geeky) Soulmate

I never used to believe in soul mates.   Really, I didn't.    At least, I did not believe in the whole concept back when John and I first got married.   How we ended up together was, for the most part, simply a combination of me- being head over heals smitten with his dashing good looks; and him- not dumping me like a load of bricks the way the rest of those other guys had.    Really.   That was pretty much it.     It's funny how a bit of time can change your perspective though isn't it?

Well, last week we celebrated Nine years of marriage together.  That's right - Nine whole years!   Why that’s practically a decade!    And therefore, I suppose that practically makes me an expert on marriage right?   (hmmm...perhaps I will write a book one day)    Anyways,  to celebrate our big monumental 9 Years we had made reservations at a Restaurant out in Waterton, and to say that I was looking forward to this would be an understatement.     However, by the beginning of the week I began to get the feeling that pulling off this little date was going to be a bit of a battle.   (boy, when we decided to get married in between Christmas and New Years we sure weren't thinking about how difficult it would be to fit an anniversary into the mix)    And I was right.   After postponing the much anticipated event a few times, we finally set out one stormy evening for Waterton, only to have to turn back a half an hour later because the roads were far too icy.  Not willing to give up, we tried going to our favorite local restaurant, the Cobblestone, which was unfortunately closed for a staff party.  What!  On our anniversary?  How dare they!

Finally willing to accept defeat, we returned home where we enjoyed yummy leftover lasagna and thrown together Greek salad.   In the background we could hear the kids arguing over the Wii game they were playing, while little Nate played with both of our feet under the kitchen table.     John made efforts every once in awhile to assure me that we'd get out another night and celebrate then, but deep down we both knew that wasn't going to happen.   And for some reason- I was OK with it.   

That's right, I was perfectly content with our deflated little celebration and in a way it actually seemed perfectly appropriate.  You see, I was sitting across the table from my Soul mate, after all.  Because that is exactly what he has become to me.  The one who has come to know me better then anybody else on earth - yet loves me still.

And no fancy schmancy dinner in Waterton could have made that any better then it already is.    

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I'm posting this commercial that John found online a few weeks back.   Even though he has already watched it about a GAZILLION times, he still laughs hysterically every. time. he. sees .it.   

I just think it's important that you understand what an adorable, (albeit slightly geeky) man I married, that's all.     

I love him.  I really Do!

                                 

A New Year

A few years ago, Nikki introduced me to the concept of  selecting a "word" to focus on during the course of the year.   A word that would motivate change and improvement that would reach deeper then a series of typical New Years resolutions.   I've loved doing this ever since.   Of course, I do set a few specific goals each year but those mostly pertain to my hobbies and love of art.  For the most part,  I like choosing a word that keeps me aiming for self-improvement as a whole.   Last year, my word was FOCUS and I have to say it was no doubt a year that required more "focus" then I ever imagined.    From the very beginning of 2010 I was confronted with opportunities to focus on what mattered most to me and try to worry less about the things that didn't.    By mid July,  learning to focus had became a very tangible coping mechanism that would see me through perhaps the most difficult and personal experience I've gone through yet.

When I think back to six months ago, as I was just learning about Rheumatoid Arthritis,  my memory barely does justice anymore to the pain and fear that I felt at that time.  I could barely move!   Every joint was swollen, stiff and full of pain.   I was tired, and just overall ill.  Worse then that though- I was afraid.  Not just afraid- but scared.   Full of doubt.   Completely hopeless.   And incredibly self absorbed.   In fact, I had gotten quite used to feeling sorry for myself and for all I knew-nothing was ever going to change or improve.     It was on one of those days that I decided to take a drive out to Waterton - just because.   As I neared the mountains I was struck by the beautiful autumn colors, and I could literally feel my hardened heart soften - just a little bit.    The park was empty and quiet and I felt peacefully alone.  As I drove around I felt such gratitude for the beautiful scene that was illuminated before me, and I hadn't felt gratitude for a long time.   It was a very simple scene, one that I'd enjoyed lots before on previous trips to Waterton.   However, on this particular day it all seemed illuminated by a burst of sunlight that washed over the park as the clouds moved by.   It was then that I realized something that I had not been willing to see before.

LIFE IS BEAUTIFUL!!!   Even better then that, MY life is Beautiful!   Even amidst trial, and set backs, and disappointment - it is still beautiful.   The trick is to just be willing to SEE IT!    Somehow I had trained myself to focus on the negative and completely miss all of the good that I was surrounded by.

Now that is a true weakness.

So that brings me to my goal for 2011.  My Word.    THE concept/idea that I hope will dominate my thoughts, motives and actions for the next year.   Inspired by the idea that LIGHT is stronger then all of my doubts, fears and weaknesses ... my word for this next year is:

Illuminate:  
to provide or brighten with light

Synonyms:  brighten, highlight, ignite, kindle, better, define, edify, enlighten, illustrate, improve, instruct, perfect, polish

Antonyms:  cloud, complicate, darken

I was drawn to all that this word entails and it's synonyms specifically have inspired me in so many ways.   I want to BRIGHTEN the lives of those I love by treating them better.   I want to HIGHLIGHT the good in others as well as myself.   I want to IGNITE a fire of testimony that I know lies within me.   I want to be a BETTER wife and mother.   I want to become more ENLIGHTENED and spend my time more wisely.   I want to INSTRUCT my children more in the things that are most important.  I hope to POLISH my talents, and IMPROVE in all of those areas where I am weak.  (Heaven knows there are many.)  

In short, I want this year to be one that is full of LIGHT!  Not because it will be perfect, but because I will see it that way-just the same.   

Sounds simple enough right?