Adventures of the Laundry Queen

Eleven Months with Edith

2012-01-29T20:51:00.000-08:00

In the past month Edith has changed a ton. Her hair is getting thicker, she's getting taller, she says more words, she has finally gotten over her nervousness about pulling herself up to standing, she's developed a teenage attitude... All signs that she's getting older.

Edith has added several more words to her arsenal and can say Ginger's name better and better every day. I think my favorite new word of hers is 'saw'. I guess that's what happens when you have a worker guy like Big around. It's the tool he always lets Edith use, since she tends to shove the wrenches, screwdrivers, and hammer handle too far into her mouth so she gags. It's not very much fun to play with someone who's making constant gagging noises.

I love it that sometimes when we walk up to Edith she'll say, "Hi, Baby". Guess she's heard that a few times before. Oh, and Edith has begun calling me by my first name on occasion. When she's tired or hungry it's always 'Mom', but in casual conversation she tends to refer to me by my actual name. A little earlier than the other kids have tried it out, but whatever.

Edith is also beginning to make more sound effects-- she can roar like a lion and makes car sounds when she plays with vehicles. She still loves to sing-- she joins in during the hymns at church, and she'll often crawl over to the cold air return here at home and strum it like an instrument as she sings. I love it. She attempts to sing 'Twinkle, Twinkle Little Star', doing the motions as she goes. It's so cute when she tries to make a diamond shape with her little fingers.

Looking outside at what's going on in the yard is one of Edith's favorite pastimes.

Although, Edith's love of doing that is usually eclipsed by her love of looking at herself when she notices her reflection in the window. Better give that cute baby a kiss.

*(Tired baby warning for the rest of the pictures in this post. I had to make her stay awake until after we had picked up Big from school. Some heavy eyes and a bit of attitude may be in evidence.)

Edith is a bit obsessed with balls. Especially her dad's basketball that she calls a 'ball-ball'.

Once she gets her hands on it, she doesn't want to let it go. It can making doing some things a bit difficult.

After some wrangling, though, and some brief panicked moments when I had to remove the ball from her hands, I finally got Edith dressed. Let's take a few photos of how cute you look, Edith!

After about 3 more photos the whole exercise seems to have lost it's luster. She looks thrilled, doesn't she?

I swear that she just asked, "Are you done yet?" No, no Edith, I'm not. We've just barely started. You're going to be so happy with me. We have 15 more minutes until we go get Big from school. Why don't you stand here at this window and I'll take some photos while we wait. You can show everybody that scrunched up face you've been working on. You kind of scrunched your face up in the first photo in the chair, but I think you can do better.

"Are you serious, Mom? Do I really have to? I'm tired."

"I'd really rather just pick the grout...

...and look outside...

...and, hey! I wonder if this will provide my gums any relief?"

You can do better than that, Edith. Work it, girl!

(We pause for a brief baby zone-out due to exhaustion)...

Okay, back at it.

"What?"

"Really, Mom? I'm disappointed in you. You're such a slave driver."

I know, Edith. I'm sorry, but we still have 5 minutes to kill. Smize for me! (smile with your eyes, for those not in the know)

Okay, that felt more like an attempt to kill me with your deadly glare than a smize, but we can work on it at another time. Why don't you just be yourself.

Okaaay. Never mind. Hey, it's time to go!

"Really, Mom?"

Really. Let's go get, Big. Happy Eleven Month, Edith, we love you.

Friday Favorites

2012-01-27T19:30:00.000-08:00

1. I really do enjoy to cook. More than the cooking even, I appreciate the results. Especially when there are leftovers. I made a nummy cauliflower cheese soup this week and got to eat it 4 times. I love it when I'm hungry and I realize there's something waiting in the fridge for me to eat with little additional effort needed. Tonight's salmon was great, too. I'm glad I've been blessed with the 'good cook' gene.

2. Speaking of making things in the kitchen, I made some english muffins for the first time this week. I love me some breakfast sandwiches, but it's tough to find english muffins that don't have a bunch of yucky added ingredients/preservatives. Plus, they're so expensive. The muffins I made were a big hit, so much so that I only got one. I think I will start to make them at least weekly. They're really not that hard and taste so much better.

3. Edith turned 11 months old today. Looks like another blog post will be on the way soon.

4. Rophone is so supportive. And he thinks I'm hot. I like that.

5. Rophone worked the equivalent of two days yesterday. I didn't like that very much, but it allowed him to take the day off today. Now that I loved. It's so nice to hang out together and we managed to get some errands run. Big and Edith were happy to have him around, too.

6. Rophone braved Costco today with all of the older kids while I hung out at home with Edith while she napped. Heavenly. I mean, not only not having to go to Costco, but getting some alone time, too. Thanks Rophone!

7. A few years ago, I was asked to take some pictures of some students at a school for autistic children. Today I received a copy of their brochure and was so glad to see that they were able to use my photos. It makes me feel good to think I helped in some small way. Along with it I was given some fantastic salsa. I ate it with my lunch and my taste buds sang.

8. I love my family, and I'm learning to love my life even when it's not going super well. I think I've been guilty of being happy when things are good and moping when they're not. I'm trying to be better.

Happy weekend!

Finally!

2012-01-23T13:25:00.000-08:00

We finally got a little snow that stuck around. It's hard to believe that it took until the second half of January for it to happen, but we're glad it did. It allowed the kids to go out and do a little of this:

The boys got out there first and made use of the perfect little slope we have out back. Well, perfect except for the bushes....

...and the branches. Oops.

No wonder they were wincing every time they went down the hill.

It didn't seem to faze them, though.

It's funny, I didn't even notice the sticks until I looked at the pictures later. The boys weren't reacting much as they went through them. Pen, on the other hand....

Ginger just went right over it all.

We even got Edith out there to give it a go. Doesn't she look excited?

Yeah, she could hardly contain herself the whole way down.

Oh, yeah. Her enthusiasm is palpable.

Maybe if we give her another turn...

Nope. Still nothing. Maybe if you scream with enthusiasm when you get to the bottom, Pen. Surely Edith will do the same...

Hmmm. Guess not.

We trundled Edith back inside and the other kids continued to have a great time. For ages. It seemed a lot more fun once the girls located a few less bush and stick ridden paths for their sleds to take.

This is the kind of winter fun I was hoping for when we moved into this house and I saw the little hill in the back. This is the reason we made sure we had a few sleds on hand. I'm glad we finally got some snow so my dreams could be realized!

I'm hoping for more snow storms this winter so I can enjoy a couple more hours of ~~the kids amusing themselves so I can read a book~~ watching the kids have fun!

Friday Favorites

2012-01-20T21:18:00.000-08:00

1. I already posted about Ginger's basketball game. I was so happy to see her having a great time and it was awesome that she scored the first 2 points of the game.

2. We went to my folks' house for dinner on Sunday. It was nice to see my sister and her family again, and my sis-in-law and two kids were in town, too. Big got to have some great cousin playtime with George.

3. Rophone got our first recording tips video recorded and up online. We're hoping it will help drive traffic to our online recording school. I'm optimistic and hope it works.

4. Edith is learning to apply the words she knows to other situations. She's been saying "done" and "I'm done" for awhile now while she's eating, but it made me smile last night to hear her calling from her crib, "Done! I'm done! Done, done!" I love it when my kids start to talk. I really can't wait to hear what comes out of her mouth.

5. I will, on occasion, play a game of Angry Birds on my phone. There is this one level that I have been unable to get 3 stars on and I've been trying for ages. I mean, I've tried like 100 gazillion times. Anyway, I had time to play one game the other day. Just one, no more. And I did it. I passed the level! Yesssss.

6. I'm still working on my ornament project-- I've been too tired a few nights to get any sewing done. But, I'm making progress so I'm excited. I can't wait to move on to the next craft I have planned. Just call me Crafty Crafterson (my husband does).

7. Let's see, Big and Edith kicked their colds (mostly) this week and I think I've won the battle against an ear infection and mastitis. Things are looking up, it seems.

8. Life is hard right now, but Rophone and I have a peaceful and optimistic feeling about it all. Things will probably be hard for quite awhile, but we just have this overwhelming feeling that everything will be alright. I'm grateful for that.

Explaining the Crazy

2012-01-18T18:24:00.000-08:00

It's really not too difficult to explain why I'm crazy. In fact, there's really no explanation necessary. Just hanging out with Big for awhile helps it all become clear to me. Or more muddy. I guess that's part of the problem. Take, for instance, the conversation Big and I had tonight after I hung a framed piece of his artwork on the wall in his room--

Me: "Thanks for letting me frame your swordfish, Sinbad. It looks great on your wall."

Big (as he shoots a basketball on to his bed): "You mean 'Big Al Jefferson'. I'm Big Al."

Me: "Oh, sorry. But I really love your artwork, Big Al. It's fantastic and I think we found the perfect spot."

Big (as he crawls on the floor to retrieve the ball): "You mean 'Sinbad'."

Of course that's what I meant. Sure.

Just for the record, the 'Sinbad' Big is portraying is this one:

Sinbad, the liger. Not this one (thank heavens):

And this is Big Al Jefferson:

I guess that explains the quick turnaround in characters. Of course he was Big Al as he shot the basketball. I mean, ligers can't do that. And it makes perfect sense that as he crawled on the ground he was a liger. If I would have really been thinking about it, I would have come to that conclusion and gotten the names right.

Sure I would have.

Tis the Season

2012-01-16T20:06:00.000-08:00

Basketball season, that is. Ginger is happy to be playing again, and I'm happy that she has found a sport she loves so much. I love seeing her gain confidence and learn new skills as she plays. The fact that she has a great time is an added bonus.

It's pretty easy to pick Ginger out on the court. I can't imagine why...

Oh, did you think I was referring to her hair? I guess that makes her pretty easy to spot, too.

The best part about Saturday's game is that right at the beginning, during the opposing team's first possession, Ginger stole the ball, dribbled it down the court and scored the first two points of the game!

Totally fantastic! Ginger isn't naturally competitive and aggressive, but she's really been working hard on being more so. Way to go, Ginger!

I just love watching kids this age play the game. They are finally starting to figure out how the game really works and are gaining the skill to put that knowledge into practice. Things are starting to get exciting!

Ginger has really grown a lot lately. You can tell from the photos that she has a sort of gangly look going on. The same can't be said about one of her friends from school who was on the opposing team at Saturday's game.

There were several number 0 jerseys on the court between the two teams, but it's pretty easy to see why the ref dubbed Ginger's friend 'Little Zero'. She's such a little scrapper out there. I told Little Zero to steal the ball from Ginger if her dribble got too high so she would learn a lesson. She was reluctant and seemed so nervous about playing her friends, but I ~~urged her strongly~~ gave her permission to do it. Just once.

So, she did.

That'll teach you, Ginger! (Thanks, Little Zero) I know, I'm such a good mom.

Can't wait until the next game!

Friday Favorites: Friday the 13th!

2012-01-13T20:01:00.000-08:00

I am happy to announce that nothing happened to make this day any worse than any other. I guess there are still a few hours to go, but I'm trying to focus on the positive here.

1. Ginger had her first basketball game of the season last Saturday. She is so happy to be playing-- the whole family is happy. Going to her games is fun and we love encouraging each other in activities.

2. I have a goal of making (at least) one Christmas ornament a year with the kids so that when they have their own trees one day they'll have a bunch of ornaments to decorate with. Even better than just having any old ornaments, all of these we make should have some sentimental value. We finally started our ornament project for this year on Sunday (It took me a while to get all the necessary supplies). Next year I hope to be more organized so we can make our ornaments during break. Anyway, I'm super excited and will be sure to post pictures of the finished products.

3. Bud started an art class on Monday. I am so excited for him. Art is just so him and I know he is really enjoying it. Having something he's doing on his own (and that he really loves) makes him feel good and confident. I can see it.

4. Edith's babbling is getting ever more complex and awesome. I love having conversations with her.

5. Rophone brought his drums home this week. His band has broken up (a good thing since it often caused more stress than stress-relief) so it's good he was finally able to bring his drums home so he can play again. Rophone arrived home late Wednesday with the drums, so there was a whole day for Big to drool over them, just waiting for his dad to set them up. Big had a harder time waiting for that than he did for Christmas! I would find Big caressing them and tapping the heads with his hands. He even counted the cymbals and drumsticks. It was the longest day ever for Big, I think.

It's all good now, though-- both boys have their kits set up side by side so they can play together if they want and Big spent most of the day playing Rophone's kit. I can handle the noise because it keeps him occupied and happy. I'm just glad because it means one less night a week that Rophone's gone, and now we can work on music together. That's what I'm really excited about.

6. Pen is at her 3rd party in the past week right now. I know this should probably be on her favorites list, but I'm really glad she's getting a chance to have some fun social activities. (And it makes her happier, which is a bonus. Keeping the teenager happy makes everyone happier!)

7. We are feeling optimistic about the future. We are determined to make our lives what we want them to be, no matter how impossible it may seem at the moment. It feels good to be motivated and have hope.

I'm excited for the 3-day weekend coming up. Hope it's a good one!

Friday Favorites

2012-01-06T20:27:00.000-08:00

1. My folks had the kids over to watch a movie on Saturday so Rophone and I went bra shopping (for me, not him). Definitely a favorite. It's amazing what the illusion of perkiness can do for a girl.

2. We had my folks over for dinner and games that night for New Year's Eve (they had plans that fell through). The new cauliflower soup recipe I tried was nummy and playing games was fun.

3. On Sunday Rophone picked Pen up at the airport as she arrived home from her adventure in the NW. She had a blast and it was good to see her lovely face again.

4. Sunday afternoon, we had a New Year's Day party as a family. We played more games and pulled out some snacks. It was a blast.

5. My folks stopped by for a bit again on Monday and played even more games with the kids. There are some advantages to living so close to them-- the kids loved it.

6. Tuesday we were back to the grind-- I don't know if it's necessarily a favorite (especially on early choir mornings for Ginger), but I will admit that there is something comforting about getting back to a routine. A schedule is my friend.

7. Edith's blabbering sentences are getting more and more complex. It's so dang cute to listen to her. I also love when I ask her a question and she answers in the affirmative with a breathy, "Yeah, yeah!" Her 'NO!' isn't nearly as breathy, but is still awesome.

8. I sat Edith with Big at the digital piano today. It was fantastic and super sweet to watch them play and sing together, pausing occasionally to hug. The only thing that would have made it even better is if I hadn't been ironing as I watched. I guess a girl can't have everything.

I'm excited for next week-- we're really starting to get into the swing of things as far as activities go. Should be crazy and fun!

Fair

2012-01-05T20:13:00.000-08:00

"It's not fair!"

Wow. As the parent of ~~what feels like a gazillion~~ several kids, how many times have I heard that over the last few years? To be fair (ha, fair), how many times have I said that in my life?

I give my kids (and myself) the same hated response my parents always gave me-- "Life isn't fair." I really do despise that statement. It just seems so final. Like there's no room for quibbling or improvement. So, I've been thinking about it a lot lately. Is there anything we can do to make life fair?

It was after much thinking that I realized something-- life may not be fair, but people can be fair.

There's no avoiding the fact that bad things happen to good people. There is nothing we can do to change the fact that some kids will be invited to more birthday parties than others or that some people are prettier or smarter than others. (I'll always feel bad about that, but I can't help it that I'm beautiful and brilliant. Life isn't fair, you know.)

But what we can do, to make things better, is to try to make sure that we are always fair to each other. We can make sure that we don't scoop up the last of the mashed potatoes without checking that everyone has had some. I can make sure that all of my kids have a cookie in their lunch, not just the kids I like best at the moment (Obey your mama and I'll give you a cookie....).

We can make sure that we give people the benefit of the doubt. That we don't judge people without getting to know them first and learning their story. Don't sneak in and grab a parking spot from the car that has been waiting patiently with their signal flashing. I can encourage my children to not cut in line on the playground and to include those who have been excluded.

We need to live more selfless, less selfish, lives. Difficult to do, but I'm going to give it a try. I want to try to make life more fair for the people around me. I'm going to do it, because I know I'd love it if they'd do it for me.

I'm such a middle child.

Friday Favorites!

2011-12-30T20:48:00.000-08:00

I don't know why I'm always so surprised when Friday comes around again.

1. Christmas was last weekend. We had a blast. I already posted about it, luckily, so I don't have to get long winded about it now.

2. On Monday, Rophone took Pen to the airport for her very first solo trip. My sister, Aunt Martha, flew Pen to her neck of the woods for a parents-free adventure. I'm just so happy for Pen that she gets to have this experience. Thanks Martha and Plumbean!

3. Edith turned 10 months old this week. She'll be asking for the keys before we know it.

4. I forgot to mention this when it happened a few weeks ago, but Pen has passed me up in height. I'm just shy of 5'7", so that makes Pen a pretty tall recently turned 13 year old. I'm super excited about it. I always wanted to be taller, so I think it's great that I'll have at least one statuesque daughter. Plus, she really needs to catch up to her feet! Ginger could be tall, too, though. Her feet just hit the size 9 mark (bigger than mine were before pregnancy). I love tall daughters!

5. Bud got some fun games for Christmas from Santa-- remember his list? We have been having fun playing them this week. I love that my kids are old enough and smart enough to play a variety of games. It's fun!

6. Rophone's youngest brother got married this week, so we got to see a bunch of Rophone's family and celebrate. It was great.

7. I love the extra time I get to see my handsome hubby over the holidays. We really dig each other. He thinks I'm hot and I like that.

8. We already returned/exchanged all of the items people received for Christmas that didn't fit. I feel so good about it. Seriously. We usually wait for waaay too long just because we hate the crowds. It just feels nice to know we don't have to worry about those things anymore. Aaaaah.

9. I bought some new socks today. It's so exciting, really! I have only 5 pairs left that haven't been appropriated by my daughters-- it makes it hard to work out and still have socks to wear. I can't wait to start exercising with socks!

10. We ate the nummiest garden burgers this week, grilled to perfection by Rophone. Now I'm craving another one.

Wow. Another week in the can!

Ten Months with Edith

2011-12-28T13:28:00.000-08:00

Edith turned 10 months old yesterday. It seems like I just wrote the post about her turning 9 months old-- I guess we'll be celebrating a year before we know it. Edith continues to be a stellar baby in every way. Let's see if my tired brain can remember what went on this month...

I don't know where it came from (most certainly not her parents), but Edith continues to be very flexible. I finally got a picture of her in the splits-- I'm not sure why it took me so long, since she can do splits all 3 ways and is in them so frequently. I've even found her sleeping in her crib that way when she crashes while playing. And, yes, I know the photo is blurry, but it's all I've got.

I also managed to capture a good angle of Edith's excited face. This is the expression she does when one of her favorite songs comes on and she starts to dance, when we are getting ready to go somewhere, when her daddy comes home, when someone dresses her up and takes her to see herself in the mirror, when you're holding something she wants.... You get the idea. It's called her excited face because it's what Edith does when she's excited about something. The open mouth is also accompanied by hyperventilation. One of these days she's going to pass out.

Edith also loves to hug. She initiates hugs more often than any of our other kids did. Some of our other kids loved to be held and and snuggled for a moment, but it wasn't the same as the way Edith does it. Edith dives in and throws her arms around your neck and squeezes tightly. While she's there, she'll give your back a pat and play with the hair at the back of your neck. It's just about the sweetest thing and makes my heart swell every time she hugs me. We love it.

Here's a photo of her trying to give Big a hug, although the window seat gets in the way. Big is her favorite person to hug, I think. She loves him.

We discovered that Edith loves to play dress-up with her sisters, and Edith discovered how to crawl. A few weeks ago she finally got over her nervousness and started to really move. Now there's no stopping her. Not that I'd want to-- I think there's just about nothing cuter than the way a baby's bum waggles as they crawl. It makes me smile.

Edith has also spent a few weeks licking her chin a lot. A bad habit she seems to be ridding herself of, thank goodness, but I mention it because her tongue is a sight to behold. It's super long! I'm amazed that it fits into her little, teeny mouth. I'm bummed that I didn't get a picture of her tongue when it was fully extended, but these photos should give you a bit of an idea.

I think that Edith is the most patient baby we've ever had. I mean, look at that long-suffering face:

Edith's already learning the eye roll from her sisters, though. But I'll be the first to admit there are times I deserve it. I do the meanest things to her sometimes, all in the sake of photos, yet she still loves me and gives me hugs. What a good baby.

See what I mean?

I know it was nap time and you were tired Edith, but I wanted to try to get a shot in the failing light. Thanks for letting me try three different mustaches, and I'm sorry the last one completely plugged up your little nose and that it took me so long to realize it. And the worst part is that none of the photos really turned out. Maybe we can try it again sometime?

(Insert eye roll here)

Last week I purchased a teething necklace to wear so that I can be accessorized and Edith can chew on it while she she sits on my lap. We gave her the necklace in the car on the way home and she happily gnawed away while we drove. Then, when we got home, someone put it over Edith's head and told her how pretty she looks in it. Needless to say, it's no longer my necklace and Edith no longer chews on it. You don't chew on pretty jewelry, don't you know.

At least it's getting worn, though. Edith wears it every day and squawks at anyone who dares to take it off of her. The other day it fell off her shoulder and when Bud reached out to fix it she gave him an earful, thinking he was trying to remove it. It was super funny. Here's a picture of her from Christmas, wearing my her beautiful necklace:

This month was a big one-- learning to crawl, first Christmas, trying and liking parsnips... I can't wait to see what the next month brings!

Edith's First Christmas!

2011-12-26T13:54:00.000-08:00

I can't believe Christmas has already come and gone. Big thought it was never going to come, but I guess he was wrong. Talk about a looong month for the poor kid. We had a great time celebrating. It was so fun to see the kids' excitement and joy at every aspect of our celebration. Well, most of the kids anyway. Edith thought it was all kind of a bore (and tiring!) until we got to the paper and bows on Christmas Day. Now that stuff was cool!

On Christmas Eve we went over to my folks' house to have a fantastic meal with my parents and my sister, Auntie Art's, family. It was fun to have Edith and her twin boybie cousins together for their first big Christmas celebration. I was a little lame with the picture taking this year, so when I took photos of the nativity action I missed taking a photo of Ginger dressed as Mary and didn't get any photos of the actual action. We were trying to rush things along a little bit due to tired babies who needed to be in bed (as you'll see from the photos of Edith).

Oh, and just ignore Rophone's walleyed look in the pictures. Sometimes Crohn's attacks one of his eyes and gives him a lazy eye. It can be a bit disconcerting when I'm talking to him to suddenly see his eye drift toward the ceiling. Luckily it's not too bad in the photos.

The first shot is of our two little angels, Pen and Edith. Edith was so excited to get dressed up for the part and sat still while I tied on her cape and put on her halo. She didn't even try to take them off once.

Bud as 'Joseph' and Rophone as a shepherd:

Rophone and Big as shepherds, holding a tired angel.

Believe me when I say that Ginger made a beautiful 'Mary'. I didn't take the time to don a costume due to the rapidly dwindling time we had to accomplish our activity. I was dressed as a modern wisewoman. Never has our acting out of the nativity been so short and sweet. I thought it was perfect.

We went back to our house to sleep and wake up for the Christmas festivities the next day. After our traditional breakfast of cheesy scrambled eggs and bran muffins (and cleaning the kitchen, of course), the kids lined up to go see what Santa had brought.

We had the older kids wait for a minute to dig in to their stuff so we could all watch Edith and take pictures. It wasn't exactly the climactic moment we were hoping for....

Rophone finally grabbed a pack of binkies out of her stocking and handed it to her. She liked those and spent a lot of time investigating the packaging, trying to figure out how to get them open. She really didn't spend any time investigating how to get her present open, even when Rophone reached out and got it started for her.

Exciting stuff. Okay, on to everyone else.

Now Edith's finally into it now that we got her present out of the box. That's more like it.

So much loot. Edith was in heaven. She was surrounded with much better stuff than a baby doll-- candy, boxes, wrapping, bows. The best stuff out there.

We went on with opening gifts from each other while Edith explored.

Ginger's face is an example of what an iTunes gift card will do to someone around here. I think she liked your gift, Bud.

Rophone and I decided to start a new tradition this year. A long, long, looong time ago, on one of our first Christmases together as a couple, Rophone, knowing I like Twix, decided he wanted to include some as a part of my Christmas packages. Not realizing what it would mean, he asked my mother to purchase him some at the local box store.

As I opened my first package I was happy to see a Twix was included with the gift. "I love Twix!" I exclaimed. I understood Rophone's response of, "I hope so." as I opened the rest of my gifts. As I continued to open my presents, more and more Twix bars appeared. I was starting to accumulate quite a pile. Packages of socks were separated just so he could include a pair with 4 Twix. A box of hand lotion with 2 more. A pair of pants with 6 Twix. Thirty-six full-sized Twix candy bars later and I was done. Oh my.

Our kids have heard the story quite a few times and think it's funny, so this year we decided to include a little mini Twix in each of their presents from us. I think it was just about their favorite part of the present-opening. We had a lot of fun.

Our favorite part about Christmas is the time we get to spend together as a family. We sure did enjoy being together this year. It was fun to watch Edith on her first Christmas as she observed and absorbed all that went on. Can't wait until next year to establish more traditions and make more memories!

Friday Favorites: Almost Christmas

2011-12-23T21:52:00.000-08:00

I just realized it's Friday. Ack! So much went on this week, I'm having trouble keeping it all straight in my brain.

1. Rophone and I managed to steal away for lunch on Saturday. Then we went back home and picked up Edith to run errands with us. It was nice.

2. On Sunday we had my folks over and we taught them to make snowflakes, had some nummy corn chowder with chilies for dinner, and managed to play games for a bit. We had a good time and my parents were able to take home a bunch of snowflakes to put on their window. Edith said 'Grandpa' a few times again while they were here and gave some fantastic hugs. She really liked having company.

3. I got home from taking Pen to ballet on Tuesday to find Rophone helping the kids to clean the basement. Awesome. I'll totally take it (thanks, Honey).

4. Rophone got to help out with Bud's class Christmas party on Wednesday. Bud was so happy to have his dad there to help. Rophone had a great time, too.

5. Wednesday was early out for the kids and marked the beginning of Christmas break. I'm so glad to have time to do things as a family and to have a break from the morning routine. Especially that.

6. Thursday, Rophone, Edith, and I took Bud to see his back specialist. He says Bud's spine is doing pretty well and that the brace is doing what it's supposed to do. That's always nice to hear. If things continue on how they are, it looks like Bud might get to have the summer off from wearing a brace. He'd like that.

7. While we were in the 'big city' with Bud we took him to lunch (where Edith made her first boyfriend-- a sparkly-eyed gentleman who couldn't resist her smile) and just enjoyed spending time with him. We ran a few errands while we were out, too.

8. The best thing about Thursday, though, is that Rophone and I got to be together for the whole day and it was our 17th anniversary! It's not very often that we manage to spend so much of it together. We even managed to go to one of our favorite spots for dinner. Mmmm... gnocchi.

9. I am happy to be married to a man who loves me and still finds me fascinating and special after 17 years.

10. Rophone started off the day by vacuuming the living room and family room. Thanks for keeping us on track to have a clean house for Santa, Rophone!

11. I made some magnets with the kids today. They turned out super cute and it was fun to do something together.

12. I also made the traditional bran muffin batter today. I can't wait until Christmas morning to indulge. They are sooo good. Seriously.

13. For dinner tonight, I finally got around to making Rophone the minestrone soup he requested. He loved it. I really enjoy doing things to make my husband happy.

14. We went for a drive to look at Christmas lights. One of the houses had a lighted farting Santa on their lawn. The bent over Santa's index finger was extended and when the lights on his finger went out a green puff appeared behind his butt. It was so awesomely crude it made our night. I really wonder where they got it.

15. I got to spend the whole day with Rophone and the kids again today and Rophone doesn't have to go back to work until Tuesday. Wahoo!

Merry Christmas!

What They Want

2011-12-21T21:00:00.000-08:00

It's that time of year again. Yup. Time for my annual posting of the kids' Christmas wish lists. Ginger, Bud, and Big made their lists in early November and then added on a few things just last night. Pen was finally convinced to write hers up just a few days ago.

Okay, we'll start with Big's list. All I can say about his is, Bruder obsession much? For those of you who don't know what Bruder is, check it out and you'll see why he's a bit taken with the stuff.

Bud was very careful with his list not to seem overly greedy. Especially by asking for board games to share on number seven. Okay, maybe I'll concede that asking for '1,099 shirts/pants' for number eight is a little on the greedy side. Can you say clothes horse?

Ginger's list is incredibly long, but to be fair, it's just a bunch of art supplies listed individually. It's best to be specific, don't you know. Getting the wrong art supplies can be a big bummer when you have certain projects in mind. I think my favorite thing on Ginger's list is one of the items she added last night: 30. FRESH mozzarella cheese. Now we're talkin'.

Pen finally deigned to write up her list, letting us know that she really doesn't care if she gets anything or not. I think it's just Pen's way of protecting herself if she really doesn't get much. She knows money is tight and doesn't want to be disappointed. Bud, however, took her at her word and added a number 7 to her list after she stuck it to the fridge. What a helper.

Pen was able to cross the calculator off of her list and Ginger the mechanical pencils because we managed to pick those up already. How sad is it that such necessities make it on a Christmas list? Santa's sleigh shouldn't be weighed down by such things, so we took care of it. What generous parents we are.

I hope the kids manage to get at least one thing off of their lists. It will make them happy. I can't wait to see what Santa brings!

Playing Dress-Up

2011-12-19T14:10:00.000-08:00

Pen and Ginger were so excited when they found out I was having a girl. Why? This, folks, is the reason:

What girl wouldn't want a real-life baby doll to dress up? Well, aside from a tomboy like me, that is. But for girly-girls? Pure heaven. The addition of Edith has definitely tipped the scale toward girly around here. I've even caught myself feeling crafty. And some of the crafts I find myself wanting to make are even kind of cutesy. Ack! It's not my fault, I swear. It's the estrogen.

The squeals of delight and excitement coming from all 3 of them as they played together (yes, even Edith) were so astoundingly high, I'm surprised we didn't have all the neighborhood dogs gathering on our front porch. It was so cute the way Edith would kick her legs with excitement when they whisked her off to don a new outfit. She laughed delightedly at our reactions to how she looked and practically hyperventilated herself to looniness as they took her to the mirror so she could see herself.

I only took pictures of the second outfit out of the 3 they dressed Edith in, but they were all cute. This was Edith's favorite, though, I think.

All three girls can't wait for Christmas break so they can play dress-up again. Edith has nooo idea what she's in for. Have fun, girls!

Friday Favorites

2011-12-16T20:06:00.000-08:00

Only one more friday before Christmas. How did that happen??

1. We had a great and productive Saturday afternoon. The girls and I went to a bridal shower (a first for the girls) while the boys shopped for presents for their sisters. After the shower we got more errands taken care of as a family. It was a lot of fun to be out and about together, although too many other people had the same idea.

2. Also on Saturday, Edith finally started to crawl. Up until then, she would crawl one or two little shuffles before flopping onto her stomach. She's a bit cautious, that girl. We're happy she finally got over her trepidation and went for it.

3. Ginger started off the basketball season on Monday with her first practice. She has been so excited to play this year. Rophone took the boys along to watch and shoot baskets on the other side of the gym. They all had a good time. Being active seems to make everyone happy.

4. My sister (a better seamstress than I) whipped out Edith's stocking this week and it's super cute. Now we're ready for Santa!

5. I got a chance to see both Bud and Ginger perform in their Christmas programs this week. I was impressed with the choreography the first graders performed along with their songs, and loved that the fifth graders signed their first song as they sang. It made it a little difficult to get in-focus pictures in the low light, but it sure was fun to watch. I think I could pretty much watch my kids sing all day long.

6. Pen was selected to represent her school at the state level in an English competition. She is one of 5 students from her school that will compete. Way to go, Pen!

7. My brother was in town for business the other day, so we spent a few hours together one morning and he took us to lunch. It was great to see him. And I'm glad he could stick around for a bit so Big didn't have to skip school to be able to see him.

8. After having my plans be thwarted for several days, I was finally able to get some laundry done today. I know this doesn't seem like something to be included on a favorites list, necessarily, but I only have 4 pairs of socks that haven't been claimed by my daughters. My cold feet will be so glad to be dressed again tomorrow.

9. I have a fantastic husband who works very hard for our family. I love him.

10. Big is in bed. My mind really needed the rest.

Looks like another busy weekend is ahead. I'm pretty sure that's my life now, what with 5 kids and all. I better go gear up for it.

Staying Neutral

2011-12-13T20:20:00.000-08:00

Those of you who know me or follow my blog are aware that Big is very rarely himself. As I posted previously, he has quite a few different characters he pretends to be. By quite a few, I mean close to 30. And that doesn't even include the animals. We have a rule that he can't be anyone other than himself at school and church so he doesn't confuse the teachers and other kids in his class. If he were just one other character and stuck with it, maybe I'd let him, but he switches often and it can be a bit confusing keeping track of it all.

About a dozen of Big's other 'selves' are girls. These days it is most often a girl that he portrays. He's on another attempt to grow his hair out, too. In the past, his attempts have always been thwarted by the annoyance of his bangs in his eyes. This time around he has taken to wearing headbands to try to keep them out of his way while they grow. He used to want his hair long so he can look like the long-haired drummers he loves and pretends to be, but after this conversation we had the other day, I'd say there is now another reason:

Big: "When my hair gets long, I want to dress up like a girl on days I'm not in school."

Me: "You do?"

Big: "Yes. Just on days I'm not in school or at church. When my hair gets long."

Me: "How come?"

Big: "I just do. It's what I want to do."

Me: "Okay. But we don't really have any girl clothes your size."

Big: "Well, we could buy some."

Me: "We don't really have money for you to have two wardrobes, but we will see what we can do with what we already have around here."

Big: "Okay. Thanks, Mom."

I guess he was unable to wait for his hair to grow out. For about half of the day yesterday he wore a skirt of Ginger's over his jeans with the waistband rolled so it would stay up. We tried a few different hairdos, attempting to find one he liked, but I can tell he's frustrated with the in between stage his hair is in right now (I've been there, it's tough). When he asked me how he looked I told him he looks nice. I'm not sure he believed me, though. It seems really important to Big that he looks good as a girl, but I think he can tell it's a bit of a stretch.

I know a lot of moms who might not agree with how I'm handling things. I mean, I've lost count of all the 'well-meaning' mothers out there who have felt the need to let me know I should make Bud get his hair cut. They think I'm sending him the wrong message by letting him have his hair long. I can only imagine what kind of message they think I'm sending Big by letting him grow his hair long and wear a skirt. I suppose they expect me to lay down the law or something. Their law, I guess. Or what they perceive society's law to be.

Am I encouraging Big? No. Am I pushing him in any one direction? No. I try not to. I don't think Big wearing skirts needs to be fueled by me, and neither do I think Big not wearing skirts needs to be fueled (or demanded) by me. He'll figure it out on his own, and I think it's important that I give him the space to do so. No assumptions need to be made. No panic needs to swell in regards to who or what Big is or isn't. He's four. I mean, he spent the remainder of the day being a professional basketball player and a tiger. Do I worry about wether Big feels like he's really a tiger inside?

It's like I posted a few weeks ago-- I wanted to be a boy for a little while when I was a kid. After a bit, I realized that I am quite happily a girl and I found my way into being a fortunate married mother of five. So, if Big wants to experiment with being a girl, I'll let him, because I understand. I think I'm just the mom Big needs because I'll let him find his own way. He was meant to be mine and I love him. Even in a skirt.

Friday Favorites

2011-12-09T20:11:00.000-08:00

1. We went to my parents' house for dinner on Saturday. While we were there, Edith said 'Grandpa'. More than once, even. It was super cute, and I think it made said grandpa feel good.

2. It has been a great week for Ginger-- she had a shoot-around to kick off the basketball season, was Kelly Clarkson for the 5th grade wax museum, and sang with her school choir tonight. It's been fun to watch her and to see how much she enjoys it all.

3. I am finding a lot of fun craft ideas-- I can't wait to get started.

It was mostly a Ginger week, and now I've got to go snuggle a sick baby who can't sleep.

The Male Horse

2011-12-07T20:29:00.000-08:00

I had a frustrating, but oh so funny conversation with Big today as he was playing with some toy horses.

Big: "What's a male horse called?"

Me: "A stallion."

Big: "Okay. The astallion runs after the mare..."

Me: "No. It's not 'astallion', I'm saying that it's a (pause) stallion. There's a space between 'a' and 'stallion'. It's not one word."

Big: "Oh, okay. The a (pause) stallion runs after the mare..."

Me: "No, no. I'm just saying it's AY stallion. The male horse is AY stallion!"

Big: "The aystallion runs after the mare..."

Me: "Oh, my gosh! A male horse is the stallion, Big. You're saying it wrong."

Big: "I am? It's thestallion?"

Me: "Aaaagh! Stallion. Stallion!!! Stallion is what we call a male horse! Not 'astallion' or 'aystallion' or 'thestallion'! Just STALLION!

Big: "Justallion?"

Seriously. My brain hurts.

Friday Favorites

2011-12-02T16:38:00.000-08:00

This week went by quickly and seemed to crawl at the same time. Seems to be how time is going for me these days.

1. Edith turned 9 months old on Sunday! A big enough occasion for its own post, to be sure.

2. I made a curried butternut squash soup this week. Rophone let me know the next night (after he couldn't stop thinking about it, I guess) that it was the best soup I've ever made since we've been married, even though I didn't use a recipe. He waxed poetic about it for, like, 20 minutes. He never does that. So, I guess it must have really tickled his taste buds. Then Ginger came in and asked when I was going to make it again. I guess she couldn't stop thinking about it either. I love making food that makes my family happy. I hope I can remember well enough what I did in making the soup to be able duplicate it in the future.

3. On Tuesday, when we were listening to music as a family, Edith busted out and did "The Sprinkler" dance move. Twice! Something I never thought a 9 month old would do. I guess she really was watching her sisters as they danced around on Sunday.

4. We all went to the dentist this week. I love the feeling of clean teeth. I also love that we go to such a great dentist that the kids are eager to go. I never would have imagined that my kids would be sad about having to wait so long to go to the dentist, but I'll take it.

5. I attended Ginger's DARE graduation yesterday. She made a pledge and I expect her to stick to it. She really enjoyed the program.

6. Big has been reading to me this week. It's fantastic.

7. Edith had her 9 month appointment today. She has really slowed down in her growth (probably due to the fact she's not super hip on food), but isn't wasting away or anything. She's looking great overall and the doc gave her two thumbs up. Always good to hear.

I think that's it. Any complaints can be referred to my customer service department. Ha! Like there is one, or something.

Nine Months with Edith

2011-11-29T12:44:00.000-08:00

Nine?!? Wow!

I just need to warn you that this post will be very picture heavy. What can I say? I think Edith is just about the cutest thing out there. Now, read on if you want to, and don't complain.

Edith, like all of our kids, is a real music lover. She tends to favor the heavier stuff, but it has to have a real groove to it. Her favorite songs are "Barracuda" by Heart, "Paris" by Grace Potter, and anything by the Foo Fighters. She totally hangs her mouth open and dances while they play. It's an awesome thing to witness. Edith is quite the dancer. She started out just doing the head and upper body bob, but has now progressed to adding in hip thrusts and shoulder shimmies. You go, girl!

I know this first picture makes it look like Edith is crawling but, much to our surprise and her frustration, she's not. She gets into position and starts to move forward, only to lower herself onto her tummy instead. The ability is there, but I think she's nervous. I'm sure she'll conquer her fear any day now, though.

Edith has some favorite go-to toys these days. Aside from books, stacking cups, and things she's not supposed to have, she has three in particular that need mentioning.

She really loves shoes, so I gave her a pair of new, too small baby shoes to play with. Since they haven't really been worn, they're pristine and perfect for chewing on. Much better than the super dirty shoe of Big's that I found her licking the bottom of yesterday. Blech. Edith loves to fiddle with the laces and stretch out one lace while she holds the shoe in the other hand. Great for hand-eye coordination.

Another one of Edith's favorite toys is a huge magnifying glass. The boys each got one a few years ago for Christmas, and Edith has appropriated one of them. Oh, and she has two teeth now, See?

I love that she not only chews on it and holds it, but also has figured out how fun it is to look through.

I also think it's awesome that she's licked it so much that it makes her face look blurry in this next photo:

Edith holds it like this a lot, too. The magnifying glass boom box, perhaps?

Or, it could just be that the cool plastic soothes her irritated skin. Edith sure didn't react well to something I fed her recently. I need to figure that one out.

I love her expression in this next photo:

Edith loves to snuggle things with faces, giving them loves and pats while she rocks from side to side. It's so cute. She especially loves a beat up baby doll of Ginger's. Licking its little old bald head is one of her favorite pastimes.

My favorite thing about when Edith plays with the baby doll is how she imitates the types of things Edith and I do when we interact (no, I don't lick Edith's little head-- her hair gets on my tongue).

When I have Edith on her back to get her dressed or change her diaper, I will frequently play with her little toes and clap her little chubby feet together. Believe me, if you heard the cute little clapping sound her feet make you wouldn't be able to resist, either.

So, Edith does these things with the baby doll. And, I'm sure this will come as no surprise, she sings and jabbers away the whole time. Like that's something I do, or something.

Then when she's done, she picks up the baby and gives it a hug and a pat.

On the head. Ouch.

I don't do that, I swear.

"You don't?"

Well, she shouldn't have moved her hand when I tried to give her a high five. It was an accident, I swear!

Maybe she'll forgive me one day. We love you Edith!

Friday Favorites: Thanksgiving Edition

2011-11-25T12:23:00.000-08:00

Thanksgiving was yesterday so I guess this should be easy, right? Just because it's Thanksgiving doesn't mean my memory is any better...

1. I finally installed the pads on the front of the scary fireplace. Hopefully it will keep Edith from marring her pretty face or chipping any teeth. On the edge anyway.

2. My sister, Auntie Opera, came to hang out with us on Wednesday. We took the kids on a fun hike up the canyon. The weather was great and the kids had a great time with their aunt.

taken by Pen

I wish we could have hiked for longer, but Edith was getting ready for a nap.

3. We have really been enjoying being together as a family for the long weekend.

4. I cooked a marvelous Thanksgiving feast yesterday (if I do say so myself). Turkey, gravy, cranberry, cornbread stuffing, orange mashed potatoes, peas, rolls... I haven't eaten like that in a long time. It tasted great, but I'm glad it's not something that we do very often.

5. This morning we went bowling. We started the tradition last year, and I'm sure it's one we'll continue. It was perfect and a total blast. I love how seriously Bud takes it, and how Big raises his arms in victory when he gets even just a few pins, and how Ginger looks like the ball is going to rip her skinny little arm off, and how Pen runs up to the line with the ball to release it. It's just fun!

Last year we went in the afternoon and it was a bit busy, so this year we went right when they opened at 10 am. Going during black friday shopping was definitely a good idea-- the bowling alley was a ghost town. Just the way we like it. We're definitely going at the same time again next year. I can't wait.

6. I'm eating leftovers today. Not much work and so nummy. Yay!

7. I'm watching Big air drum right now. Totally awesome. It makes me smile.

8. I can't wait to have fun for the rest of the weekend. I'm going to go do that now.

Turning Muppet

2011-11-21T10:31:00.000-08:00

Big and I were pretending the other day when he said, "I'm pretending you're pregnant because you still have a fat tummy, Mommy." Nice. Apparently my tummy must still be really fat-- he had me give birth to twins, Bill and Moira. You'd think that since it's pretend, he could pretend my stomach is flat. Without stretch marks.

The sad part is that I weigh less now than when I got married. When my stomach really was flat. That must mean that my arms and legs are much skinnier than they were back then.

Egads, I've turned into a muppet.

My rear end seems to be trying to help matters, though. It's sliding down the backs of my thighs to try to help bulk my legs back up. So thoughtful.

I'll buy my butt a thank you card when I find one with an appropriate message.

Friday Favorites

2011-11-18T16:16:00.000-08:00

I contemplated not writing this today. Just because I have written 555 posts, and it seems a shame to ruin such a cool number. But I guess I can't stop now. I suspect I'm going to have to keep the blog until all the kids are out of the house. Only 17 1/2 years to go. Heavens.

Guess I'd better get started.

1. I finally made the pumpkin scones I'd been threatening my kids with for a few weeks. The kids ate them on Saturday for breakfast, morning snack, and tried to convince me that they should have them for lunch, too. I guess that means they were a hit. (Although, next time I think I'll leave off the spiced icing and cut them smaller.)

2. Saturday afternoon, my sister, Auntie Art, brought her family over for a baby-food-making fest. It was a lot of fun to hang out with her and get her set up with a nice stash of baby food to have around for her boys. We had dinner together, too. It was just so nice to have someone over. We don't do it often enough.

3. Rophone was terribly sick at the beginning part of the week (and it wasn't even because of Crohn's!). That's not the 'favorite' thing-- the thing I'm happy about is that he got the medicine he needs to get feeling better. And he is.

4. Pen performed in the Nutcracker 2 nights this week. She did a great job. I'm so glad that she gets to have the experience every year.

5. Because Pen performed in the Nutcracker this week, it means we no longer have to take her to Friday night rehearsals. We have our Friday nights back! Maybe one of these days we'll actually get to use one for a date or something. Crazy talk, I know.

6. I'm really enjoying the cooler fall weather. Hopefully I'll be able to fit in one more hike before it gets really cold.

7. Making baby food still makes me so happy. The baby has now tried broccoli and asparagus this week-- two things that none of my other kids had this early. It's not like they make a jarred version. Not that I'd want to give her a jarred version. Can you imagine how overcooked and nasty they'd be? Anyway, I just love how many good foods she is being exposed to. And she likes them!

The Same

2011-11-17T13:10:00.000-08:00

Big (playing the role of Eva) and I were enjoying playing catch with the football yesterday, when he announced that he doesn't want to be a boy anymore except when he's at school. "I want to be a girl, Mom. I want to be Eva." I started asking him about why he wants to be a girl, trying not to ask him leading questions, but he couldn't articulate a reason. "I just do." he said.

I then told Big about how when I was a little girl I wanted to be a boy really badly. "You did?" he asked in total disbelief. Yup. It's the truth. I wanted to be able to take my shirt off when I played outside and pee standing up and be in cub scouts. I took my shirt off a few times and got in trouble, tried to pee standing up and made a mess, and made the most of girl scouts (But it just wasn't the same. Except for the cookies part. That rocked).

When I told Big the story, he got the sweetest, knowing look on his face and said to me happily, "Do you know what that means, Mom? We're the same!" I could tell that he felt better about his feelings and was so happy to know that he's not alone. Then Big said the best thing to me. "Mom, I'm glad you're not a boy, because if you were a boy then you wouldn't be my mommy. You're the best mom in the world and I love you."

I love you, too, Eva.

And then we went into the bathroom and trimmed Big's bangs. After we were done he examined himself in the mirror to see how I did and we had this conversation:

Me: "You're a handsome boy." (Oops. Always forgetting to refer to him as a girl.)

Big: "I know. But I'm not a very pretty girl."

Me: "That's true. You wouldn't make a very pretty girl."

Big: "Huh."

Then, today, Big let me know that he really does like being a boy better, but just enjoys pretending to be a girl. Okay. That works for me. I came to the same conclusion about being a girl.

Guess we are the same.

Caught!

2011-11-13T08:38:00.000-08:00

Edith and I were having a fun time hanging out on Thursday while Big was at school. I had to leave the room for a moment, and when I came back I caught Edith doing this:

It looks so awesome. But odd. Is a baby her age supposed to be holding a book that way?

Okay, now this is starting to look more normal.

There we go. Now Edith is looking like a proper baby again.

For a minute there I was worried that we might have another smartypants on our hands.

Friday Favorites

2011-11-11T19:18:00.000-08:00

Another week.

1. Edith is poised on the brink of crawling, so we went out and got a pad for the edge of the fireplace hearth. I've never gotten one before, but this fireplace is particularly rocky and mean looking. I hope it works.

2. We finally got a highchair for Edith and I am so excited. I have been feeding her while she sits in the Bumbo, but it just wasn't working anymore because it allowed her waaay too much freedom of movement. Edith hates to sit still and was constantly twisting and turning, leaning down to see what was on the floor, trying to suck on her toes... let's just say none of it was very amenable to getting her fed. I love the highchair because it's a highchair and I'm so glad to have it.

3. I know I've said this before, but I really love my baby food maker. The kiwi baby food I made for Edith was a big hit and she liked it even more the next day when I mixed it with pear. Heck, I think it's nummy, too. And, it gives me such satisfaction to know that I'm feeding my baby something good and I know exactly what's in it. Awesome.

4. I played one-on-one basketball with Big one evening this week and had a blast. I had a great time, even though I couldn't seem to get ahead. But, as they say, it's a poor scorekeeper who can't keep himself in the lead. Hopefully we'll be able to do it more in the near future.

5. I played soccer with Big a few times this week, too. Man, that kid can kick the ball!

6. The kids have been doing a lot of biking lately and Bud is getting a lot more comfortable on two wheels. It's so great to see his confidence grow.

7. I went with Bud and Ginger to meet with their teachers this week for SEP Conferences (Student/Educator/Parent). They are both doing so well and are loved and admired by their teachers and fellow students. That kind of stuff always makes me feel good as a parent.

I especially loved when Bud's teacher thanked me for 'letting Bud have the first grade experience' (since she obviously knows he could very easily be moved ahead). We both think that first grade is an important one for getting into the flow of school, but who knows what we'll do in the future. (Bud's so young for his grade-- is it fair to move him up, thus making it so he won't be able to drive until the end of his junior year? Such a dilemma. And, really, he's doing 3rd grade work right now. What to do?)

Anyway, I just love my kids and am happy that they're doing so well.

8. Edith can get back up to sitting from being on her tummy. Cool. I also think it's great that Edith can shake her head 'no' when she doesn't want something or doesn't like something. She can also say 'don't', which I think is hilarious. I love it when my kids start being able to voice their opinions and exert their independence. Awesome.

9. I thought it was hilarious when I picked Big up from preschool on Thursday and his ultra-nice teacher said, "We sure are enjoying Big. He has quite the sense of humor." Yes, yes, he certainly does. I felt like saying, "Ya think?" But she doesn't know what it's like at home. (If only she knew that I have to make him promise as we're driving to school that he'll just be Big while he's there) I'm just glad that Big is feeling comfortable enough at school to begin letting his personality emerge. His teacher has no idea what she's in for... ; )

10. Oh, and on Monday, Edith started clapping. She's super proud of herself. So cute.

Big's Personalities

2011-11-10T13:25:00.000-08:00

I know I've mentioned it on here before, but Big very rarely is himself. He seems to always be playing some other role and stays in character better than anyone I've seen. I am constantly forgetting who he's supposed to be and, I don't know why, but I'm still surprised every time a new personality emerges-- I guess I'm always figuring he must have met his limit by now. But, no. In fact, Big surprised me with a new character the other night at bedtime:

Me: "Hey, Big! Come and get your jammies on! It's time to get ready for bed."

Big: (no answer)

Me: "Big! Where are you? I've got your pajamas in the family room. Come get ready for bed!"

Big: (no answer)

Me: "Bi-iiiig! Hey, come on!"

Big: (as he pops his head around the doorframe) "But, Mom. It's Tina."

Yet another to add to the list. It's quite the list, you know. Hmm.. I probably really should make a list instead of just talking about a list that doesn't really exist. It would be nice to have a record of them for us to look back on, I suppose, but I'm quite sure that I won't be able to remember them all*. Let's see...

1. Taylor Hawkins (real-- one of his drummer heros)
2. Dave Grohl (real-- a drummer hero)
3. Raja Bell (real-- a basketball player)
4. Derrick Favors (real-- a basketball player)
5. Nina (real-- the neighbor is nice, but Big's NIna is a bit of a witch)
6. Sandra Burn (fictional-- she likes to clean)
7. Angelina Johnson (fictional-- a Quidditch player in Harry Potter)
8. Joe (fictional-- a worker guy and my sometimes husband who is 42 and calls me 'Honey')
9. Alexandra (real-- a neighbor girl he admires)
10. Tina (fictional)
11. CJ Miles (real-- a basketball player)
12. Sarah (fictional)
13. Dad (when he plays the part of Rophone he insists that Rophone play the part of 'Big')
14. Maximus (fictional-- a horse)
15. Jake (real-- a neighbor boy he saw playing football)
16. Tim Alexander (real-- a drummer)
17. Devin Harris (real-- a basketball player)
18. Eva (real--a girl he goes to school with)
19. Mason (fictional)
20. Megan (real-- a neighbor girl he admires)
21. Violet (fictional-- a character from a book)
22. Savannah (fictional)
23. Powen (fictional)
24. Momoka (real-- a classmate of Ginger's)
25. Frank
26. Mia
27. Joseph (real-- a neighbor, and where it all started when Big was two)

Not to mention all of the different animals he pretends to be throughout the day...

Allosaurus
Tyrannosaurus Rex
Triceratops
Stegosaurus
Parasaurolophus
Leopard
Lion
Tiger
Crocodile
Jaguar

It is really mind boggling. A sample day may go something like this: I'll feed breakfast to Alexandra, play football with Jake, clean with Sandra Burn, eat a bloody-flesh-of-other-dinosaurs lunch with Tyrannosaurus, read to Sarah, do yard work with Joe, watch Taylor Hawkins play drums (and have to tell him how good he is), then he might switch back to Joe to do some home repairs, and then back to Alexandra for dinner. Who knows. I very rarely do.

The crazy part is that he is talking non-stop the entire time he plays the parts, referring to himself as the character he is playing, telling me what he/she is doing and instructing me on what I need to be doing. And, he acts completely differently with each one. It's just so mind numbing after a while. Big switches without telling me, too, so I get reprimanded a lot. He also corrects me if I forget to refer to him as a girl when he's playing one. Boy, it's tough.

Luckily, though, it is so often totally hilarious that it makes it all worthwhile. Like, take the other afternoon for instance:

Me: "Big, why don't you go to the bathroom. I think you may need to go."

Big: "I'm sorry. I can't. My little, teeny Tyrannosaurus arms can't reach my pants."

I told him to go and use magic.

I just love how almost every morning Big walks into the kitchen when he awakens and says, "Do you know who I am?" No. I really don't.

It's definitely never dull with Big (and his many personalities) around. How totally boring our lives would be without them.

*I reserve the right to add to the list at any time my mind decides to remember more.

Friday Favorites

2011-11-04T21:52:00.000-07:00

1. I had fun fishing with the boys last Saturday. I forget sometimes how much I really do love the outdoors.

2. Halloween was a lot of fun. Rophone took all of the kids out, so I got to relax for a few minutes here and there while I waited for the doorbell to ring.

3. My handsome Rophone turned 40 this week. His birthday was a very low-key affair, but that seems to be the way he likes it. I might have to do a bit more next year, though. I think he'll like that, too, if I do it right.

4. Edith said 'ball' this week. For real. The boys pointed out this morning that she also seems to say 'bamboo', but that one's not on purpose.

5. I have a husband who is thoughtful and kind. He supports me and encourages me. Awesome, huh?

Okay, that's pretty much it.

Happy Halloween!

2011-11-01T20:37:00.000-07:00

We had a great Halloween this year. Well, it kind of had an annoying ending, but I'll get to that. At the end.

It all started off with the carving of pumpkins. Pen didn't carve hers until the next night (too much homework), and I forgot to take pictures. Oops. Pen and Ginger carved their own again this year and they all turned out great.

The pumpkins and their owners L to R: Ginger, Big, Bud, Edith, and Pen.

I loved all the nice comments and reactions our pumpkins garnered on Halloween night. I felt guilty accepting the accolades, though. It's really amazing what you can do with one of those kits. The girls who asked me if the pumpkins were real (and were amazed when I said they were) made my night. So funny.

Halloween afternoon, I took Big and Edith to watch Bud in the school Halloween parade. Ginger got to go roller skating instead of having to walk in costume. We got there early to get a seat, they started late, and I managed to get two not great in focus shots as he walked by.

Oh, well. At least Big and I got to dance and air drum to 'Thriller' while we waited.

I snapped some photos of all of the kids in their costumes before they headed out for candy. I think all of their costumes turned out great. Here's Big as a happy Worker Guy:

Okay, scratch the happy part.

Bud went as an awfully happy Dementor.

I prefer them happy, but when I asked Bud if Dementors are supposed to be happy he tried to remedy the situation.

Ginger went as a Happy Homemaker. I tried to get her to carry a wooden spoon, but she didn't want to carry something else. She still looks super cute, though.

Then there's Pen as the happy Princess. But, of course she's happy. Being a princess is a sweet gig if you can land it.

I left our newest trick-or-treater for last. The cutest (and happiest!) kitty on the block.

I see a kitty who loves her daddy. That's for sure.

Rophone took the kids out trick-or-treating around the neighborhood. Even Edith got to go in her stroller, although she had to regretfully decline all of the candy she was offered. She's not very happy about it and yells at the kids when they eat their candy in front of her. I can tell she thinks it's rude of them.

When Rophone dropped a tired Big and Edith off midway through, Edith had the funniest look on her face. She was kind of smiling when I asked her if she had fun, but looked terribly bewildered, like she wasn't sure if what she had just witnessed was really true. I think it was dawning on her what a strange, yet awesome, tradition it all is. Next year should be so fun for her.

The kids all made a nice haul. I told them I'm not going to ration their candy, but the rule is that if anyone barfs they get to clean it up themselves. A fair deal, it seems.

Okay, as for the annoying ending. After the kids were all in bed, the lights and pumpkins were out and Rophone and I were settled in for some adult conversation (no, really, it was conversation!), there was a knock at the door. At 10 o'clock! Some out-of-neighborhood teenagers were looking for candy. When Rophone mentioned the late hour they reacted a little belligerently, but Rophone gave them candy anyway just to try to get rid of what we had left. Nice guy.

Because Rophone was so nice, it made us sad this morning to see that Big's pumpkin had been taken and smashed into the street. I can't say for sure that it was those teens, but I can say for sure that it was lame. SO lame.

Big was so cute about it, too. First, reassuring me that he didn't think any of his friends had done it (because he runs with such a rough crowd, don't you know), and then trying to come up with other ideas as to how it had happened. "Maybe the wind blew it into the street." "Maybe one of them accidentally tripped over my pumpkin and it rolled into the street." "Maybe they thought it was a ball and tried to play catch." He just can't fathom that anyone would want to be so mean. Poor, sweet kid.

Big did let me know that it is something he will never, ever do when he gets older. He never wants to make another kid feel the way he does about what happened to his pumpkin. He's pretty logical about it, anyway. "Well, Halloween's over and we were just going to throw it away, and I can just get another one next year!" Way to have a positive attitude, Big!

But it still doesn't make what was done okay. Not okay at all. Pumpkin-smashing-meanies.

Fishing with Grandpa

2011-10-30T20:44:00.000-07:00

My dad took me and the boys fishing yesterday. Bud was a little anxious the last time when they went in the boat, so this time my dad found a spot where we could fish from the shore. And they just stocked the lake recently, so success was pretty much a given. Perfect.

When we got there, my dad prepared the hook with some irresistible, don't-disappoint-the-kids kind of bait and propped the pole up with some rocks so Big wouldn't have to hold it. Within maybe a minute, the pole was bobbing up and down with a fish and the boys were bobbing up and down yelling excitedly. I helped Big reel the fish in-- it was a pretty good size!

My dad prepped the hook once again and cast out-- almost immediately the pole began to jump. We turned to Bud to offer him the chance to reel it in. His demeanor quite rapidly went from this:

To this:

Hmm... I guess not. The first fish flopping around madly on the shore might have done a little bit to contribute to Bud's trepidation. He's not exactly an animal type of guy. Bud turned and headed for the hills. Literally.

So, I helped Big land another fish. Not quite as large as the first, but still a nice size. Wow! Within the first 5 minutes we had caught two! Way to go, Big!

Feeling the thrill that comes with success, Big stuck with Grandpa.

Grandpa doing most of the work...

...while the boss supervised and got all the glory.

Bud came down from the rocks every so often to check things out. He was okay as long as he could keep the fish at arm's length. And they were dead and un-floppy.

The bait seemed to start to work a little less effectively after our fantastic start, and Big had a little trouble setting the hook, so he got to experience the part of fishing that requires patience. C'mon, Fishy!

Oh, here's Bud again. Hi, Bud!

Is it just me, or does Big's stance seem a little less patient?

Anyway, lest you think that Bud was just moping around, bored, while all this fishing was going on... let me reassure you. Bud was doing what Bud loves best-- exploring! He has super great balance, and when it comes to exploring he's pretty much fearless. He was having a blast!

Looks like I was right about Big's patience. He was pretty much done with fishing, too.

When Bud noticed that Big was done with fishing he came to invite Big to climb with him. He even helped show Big the best way to climb. What a great big brother.

You made it, Big! Just like your brother, way to go!

We had such a good time, and it's not often I get to go on an outing with just my boys. Thanks for taking us, Dad!

Eight Months with Edith

2011-10-29T20:34:00.000-07:00

Edith turned 8 months old on Thursday. I have to get this post done before I forget everything. I'm old, okay?

This was a big month for Edith. She learned how to wave 'hi', but doesn't yet know that the motion also works for 'bye'. When I try to get her to wave goodbye she looks at me like I'm silly. I also taught Edith how to give five. You can tell she thinks she's pretty cool when she does it. But it's true, she is. See?

Books are still a big hit around here. One of Edith's favorites is "Moo, Baa, La La La" by Sandra Boynton. She does the cutest little 'moo' and a sweet little 'baa' when prompted. I admit that they sound sort of the same when Edith does them, kind of more like a cowsheep and a cowsheep, but still.

Edith is getting ready to pop a tooth any day now. You can see it through her gums, but it hasn't quite broken the surface. So, I guess this should really be something I include in next month's post. What's weird about it is that she's getting her bottom right center tooth first. All of our other kids got the left one first. She's such an original.

Crawling is in Edith's near future, I'm thinking. She got up on all fours the other day and rocked a little bit. It made her so happy. Her legs were still a little too far back to maintain the pose for long, but she'll figure it out soon. I'm not sure I'm ready to say goodbye to stationary play, but Edith has been dying to get moving so I know she'll be glad when she can.

Edith still loves to be outside. She thought the pumpkins were pretty weird. And lame. But that's because they weren't carved yet. Just you wait, Edith!

It was awfully nippy out. Not that you can tell by her nose, or anything.

When I took Edith back inside to warm up, she displayed another one of her new tricks for the camera. I'm so glad she decided to demonstrate because it's awesome.

I've tried to duplicate it, but it's really hard to do with teeth.

Edith is still the most popular one in the family. Not that I'm jealous or anything. The boys love having a little sister to dote on, and it seems that Edith really loves when they do the doting.

I love it when Big does this to Edith-- he means to make a horn sound like "Arooo-ga", but always says "Gorilla" instead.

Edith's personality is really coming out now. We love it.

Seriously, she is such a hoot. I mean, look at her with Bud.

This is serious business, Edith. I'm trying to take a photo.

Ha! Just kidding.

You are such a wonderful and laid back baby, Edith. Keep it up. We love you!

Friday Favorites

2011-10-28T19:40:00.000-07:00

Let's see.... I don't know why some weeks are so much harder to remember than others. Okay, they're all hard. My memory stinks. I keep telling myself I need to make notes as the week progresses so I don't forget things, but then I forget to do it. Go figure.

1. On Saturday we went to the final band gig of one of Rophone's buddies. They've been playing together for something like 17 years and it kind of ran its course. I hung outside with Edith and everyone else donned earplugs and went inside. Big loved every minute of it and is now more sure than ever that he wants to be a drummer in a band.

2. After the gig we went to the store and picked up a bunch of organic fruits and veggies. Num! Have I mentioned that I'm a baby-food-making fiend?

3. Sunday, we went to visit Rophone's grandma to give her a card for her birthday. She turned 105 on Tuesday. Crazy cool.

4. We also went to Rophone's dad's house for dinner on Sunday. It was a lot of fun and Edith really bonded with her grandma and grandpa.

5. The pumpkins are all carved and I took some photos of them all lit up tonight. I really love seeing them. They make me feel all festive and Halloweeny. I'll post pictures of them along with all the other Halloween stuff after I take pictures of the kids in their costumes on Monday.

6. Edith turned 8 months old yesterday. Crazy.

7. Ginger made some chocolate chip muffins all by herself this afternoon. They turned out great and will make a fun and fast breakfast treat tomorrow morning (since we have to go clean the church at 8 am).

I think that's pretty much it. It's quite possible that I'll remember something else later. If I remember to think about it, that is.

The Driveway

2011-10-27T20:58:00.000-07:00

Last week the kids discovered that there is tons of fun to be had on our driveway. The fun goes something like this:

First, you pedal up, up, up...

Then once you're at the top you make the turn...

...and remove your feet from the pedals and coast down into our oversized garage at the bottom.

Now it's Bud's turn to give it a go.

The best part is that they can do it for hours. I love this newfound pastime. It wears them out nicely, too. Have you ever tried to pedal a tricycle up a hill? Exhausting. It doesn't stop the kids, though. Thank goodness.

Keep going kids, don't worry about me. I'll be just fine here in the house with Edith. I know it's quiet, but I'm sure we can find something to do.

Magic

2011-10-22T19:45:00.000-07:00

I made myself some butternut squash soup for dinner tonight using the baby food maker. Talk about smooth. And nummy. I waited until the kids were in bed to make it because I wanted to be able to eat in peace. Imagine my non-surprise when, just as I sat down to enjoy my meal, Big walked out of his room and announced that he was too hungry to sleep.

So, we sat at the table together and ate-- Big a banana and me my soup. He was enthralled by how effortlessly I crushed my crackers one handed above my bowl.

Big: "That's amazing. How do you do that?" (he motions a cracker crushing motion above my bowl)

Me: "Magic."

Big: "It must be."

Me: "Yup."

Big: "Do you think I'll be magic when I'm older?"

Me: "Probably."

Big: "Cool."

Then he finished his banana and I tucked him in. Sleep well, Big.

Friday Favorites: Is This Getting Old Yet?

2011-10-21T18:09:00.000-07:00

1. On Saturday, I helped Pen throw a fabulous costume birthday party. All 5 of the friends she invited were able to come, and if the amount of laughter is any indication, they had a great time.

2. We really had some nummy food over the weekend-- salmon on saturday night and sweet potato gnocchi on Sunday. I'm glad I can cook.

3. I got home from taking Pen to ballet on Wednesday to find that Rophone had taken the kids on a walk and was getting some things done in the yard. Awesome. It was great to be outside in the lovely fall weather. I love this time of year.

4. When the kids were outside on Wednesday, they discovered how much fun it is to ride the tricycles up our driveway and then coast down the steep incline, coming to a stop in our oversize garage at the bottom. I am more than happy with how much time they have spent doing that since then.

5. I got my flu shot yesterday, which means that the whole family is now good to go. It gives me peace of mind to know that we're doing our part to help keep Rophone healthy while he's on these immunosuppressive medications.

6. We are in the midst of a 4 day weekend. It hasn't all gone smoothly (I think the kids need to get used to being around each other so much again), but I love the break from having to do the morning routine.

7. I took the kids on a great hike yesterday afternoon. A real hike, not a halk. It was beautiful and the cold breeze coming down the canyon was refreshing. Hiking 40 minutes uphill definitely wore Big out, though. He was conked out in bed by 6:40 with all of his clothes on and he didn't wake up until 7:30 this morning. (I'd guess the fact that he rode his bike up and down our driveway all morning and took it upon himself to weed the yard for almost an hour also contributed to his exhaustion.) I'm just happy that, even hauling Edith, I was barely out of breath and don't even really feel sore today. We're definitely going again.

8. Oh, and I'm proud of myself for taking all 5 kids on a hike yesterday all by myself, instead of just thinking about doing it but not doing it. It can be done. And enjoyed.

9. I made some really good blueberry muffins this morning.

10. My mom surprised me with a gift ladle today because she knew I didn't have one. Thanks, Mom!

11. I genuinely really like my husband and kids. I know not everyone can say that, so I'm glad I can.

Friday Favorites: One Day Late

2011-10-15T18:10:00.000-07:00

Oops. But I was actually out living life rather than just writing about it, so it is what it is.

1. I already posted about it, but we went on a fantastic halk over the weekend. If you want to know what a halk is, you'd better read about it.

2. We spent a lot of time as a family last weekend. That's always the best.

3. Bud had a great week, getting to go on two field trips-- one to go bowling and the other to do PE in the big football stadium at the local university. Fun stuff.

4. Big and I spent some time working in the yard. The area we focused on looks great, and working always makes Big happy. A win-win.

5. We had dinner with my mother-in-law and her sister. It was good to see them and the new-to-us pizza place we tried was nummy.

6. My brother, Rib, and his family were in town this week. We finally got a chance to hang with them last night at my folks. The kids loved seeing their cousins and eating s'mores. Rophone and I got to go back over after the kids were in bed for some adult conversation and laughs. We haven't had that in a while, so it was fun.

7. Rophone is still on the mend and isn't back in the hospital. Yay! The fact that he seems to be heading in the right direction makes me happy. We hope it continues.

Guess we'll see what happens next week.

The Raspberry Breakfast

2011-10-13T10:41:00.000-07:00

The blowing of raspberries has made a resurgence around here, probably because Edith has learned a new technique. Instead of keeping her cheeks tight, she has learned to let them fill with air and puff out. So much fun. It can make feeding Edith a bit of a challenge at times, though. And it can definitely get messy.

"It's like I have a compulsion, Mom. I can't seem to help myself."

"Seriously. Do you know how I can stop?"

"I'm really hungry and I'd like to keep more of this food in my mouth."

"Oh, no! I feel the urge coming on..."

"Aaaagh!"

"I just can't fight it anymore."

"Here we go again!"

"Whoa. I am so out of breath!"

"Okay, one more with the cheeks puffed out. You'll be impressed with this one. Do you think it makes my nose look smaller?"

"I need help. Do you think they have a 12 step program for this? I just feel so ashamed of my addiction."

We'll see what we can do, Edith.

**Photos posted in the order they were taken, Edith told me what to write.

The Halk

2011-10-11T18:30:00.000-07:00

Over the weekend we went on a hike. Well, sort of a hike. Because we're trying to keep Rophone from overdoing it, we went to a place where the paths were paved and not too strenuous. I guess that makes it more of a walk. But it wasn't just a walk, it was kind of a hike. Looks like it's time for me to coin a new term for the hike/walk. The Halk.

It was a lot of fun, despite the fact that a few people there had brought their dogs and had them on those extend-o-leash things. Not good when you're on a path bordered on both sides by water and one of your kids is scared of dogs. Freaked out by dogs is more accurate.

Because of this fear, Bud pretty much kept us moving at a frenzied pace, stopping only briefly to enjoy our surroundings before rushing on, looking around wildly as he went to be sure no dogs were getting too close. It was making me feel a bit anxious, too. And snippy. Sorry, kids, that I got a little ornery. All I wanted to do was take a few pictures and our spastic ~~hiking~~ halking style was making things difficult.

I mostly managed to take photos like this:

I tried a bunch of times to take a picture of the boys touching the freezing cold water, but Bud was afraid to pause for too long.

I was able to snap a few shots along the way anyway, although Bud looks shifty-eyed or ready to run in a lot of them. He had to keep a worried eye out for dogs as he posed. Poor kid.

Wait, here's a good one. No dogs in sight!

We made the boys climb in a tree while one dog went by on the path. The distraction worked.

For a minute, anyway.

Then we went on our speedy way. Don't leave us behind, Bud!

Things were going swimmingly...

...until Bud inadvertently took a swim. Well, not a swim, really, but one of his siblings bumped him in. Having one foot and leg wet with freezing cold spring water didn't feel too good, I'd say. Just a guess. Poor kid.

Bud still managed to squish his way into the lead to maintain our pace, however.

Ginger obliged me and my request for a shot as we went. Thanks, Ginger. You look gorgeous.

Edith is a little outdoor girl and loved being out. Not that you can tell by her expression.

We all survived. Really. Even Bud had a little smile to give at the end of our halk. See?

It was just so nice. Getting out felt so good, and the drive up and back was beautiful. I am now going to add even more pictures to this post to prove it. Lucky you.

We hope to get out for a few more halks before it gets too cold. Hopefully we can find a more secluded place with no dogs the next time around. Yeah. That would be good.

Living on the Edge

2011-10-08T20:36:00.000-07:00

I dressed Edith in one of her many hand-me-down outfits yesterday. As I watched her, I noticed that she couldn't stop doing this:

It was then that I really took stock of the outfit. Hmmm... baby clothes covered in buttons. I've dressed my child in a choking hazard!

"That doesn't sound too good, Mom."

Well, it's not too good, Edith. But, you look really cute in it, so I guess we'll just have to live life on the edge and let you wear it.

"Um, Mom? Don't you know that clothes have buttons all the time? It's not that big of a deal."

Seriously, Edith?

"Seriously. It will be okay."

Okay, thanks for the reassurance, Edith. Now leave that loose button on your pants alone until I can resew it. And no stealth picking of buttons when you're supposed to be napping! Man, I have a headache. And I think I'm breaking out in a cold sweat.

This living on the edge thing can be stressful.

Friday Favorites

2011-10-07T19:04:00.000-07:00

I almost forgot to do this. Thank goodness one of my faithful readers reminded me.

1. Last weekend was fantastic. Because of Rophone's recent hospitalizations, he was excused from working Conference. For the first time in 5 years! Instead of Rophone being gone the whole weekend, working about 35 hours in the two days, we were all together. So much more relaxing and uplifting.

2. On Saturday, we went and visited Rophone's grandma. She will be 105 this month. It has been far too long since we have gone to see her, so it was nice to say hello.

3. Pen turned 13 on Sunday. (Another good thing about Rophone not having to work was that he was here to celebrate with us. He missed her birthday last year, so we are glad that he didn't have to miss it a second time.) I can't believe that we have a teenager in the house. Crazy!

4. Rophone and I stayed up far too late one night this week, talking of our hopes and dreams for the future. The staying up too late part wasn't the smartest, but I love that Rophone and I still enjoy talking so much. And our conversations always reaffirm the fact that we are on the same page and hope for the same things. A good thing to know.

5. Edith started clapping her hands together today. It's super cute.

6. We managed to find both Ginger and Pen some new Sunday shoes this week. Not an easy task. Ginger wears an 8 already (at age 10) and Pen wears an 11 (yes, an eleven!!). Somehow I have the feeling I'm going to be the shortest in my family. Anyway, I always feel a sense of relief when we get them outfitted.

7. I enjoy hanging out with my family. I'm glad we get to do things together as much as we do, and it's the weekend again. Hooray!

In His Element

2011-10-06T10:41:00.000-07:00

Now that the weather has cooled down a bit, Big is eager to spend a lot more time outdoors. He loves to go in the back yard to play with his work trucks and dig. I enjoy watching him as he is out in his element, doing what makes him happy.

He talks to himself the whole time he's out there, too, giving himself a running commentary of what's going on. It's super cute to watch.

Of course, he was more than happy to have me come out so he could talk my ear off instead of his own.

Yeah, I know that I just posted a gazillion pictures of my kid talking, but the one-sided conversation was really that good! After he got past the really scintillating part, Big was able to talk while digging again.

Then I had to tell the poor kid that I needed to go inside to feed Edith.

He was fine talking to himself until I got out there, but I guess once you have an audience the solitary show isn't as exciting. Then I promised him I'd send his dad out to listen and watch and all was right in the world again.

Yup. Big was in his element all right. Talking and digging, his two favorite things to do. I'm pretty sure that in his mind it's the perfect way to spend an afternoon.

I tried to take a picture of Ginger and Edith...

...but they couldn't seem to keep their eyes off of Big. Clearly, I'm not the only one who thinks his digging and talking is entertaining.

That's Big, the born digging-work-guy entertainer. Who needs a TV?

Thirteen!

2011-10-04T13:01:00.000-07:00

It's time for us to fasten our seat belts. Pen turned 13 on Sunday, so we now have a teenager in the house! To say that I'm uneasy is probably a bit of an understatement. I've been wondering if the chaos will ensue quickly and in dramatic fashion like a sudden thunderstorm, or if it will be more like I'm a frog in a pot of water where the heat slowly gets turned up and I realize too late that I'm in big trouble. Guess we'll see.

It doesn't really help my peace of mind any that Pen is really pretty, looks old for her age, and I caught a college guy checking her out the other day. Thank goodness she's intimidating and thinks boys are dorks.

We ate a fantastic breakfast to start the day. Pancakes with buttermilk syrup, cheesy scrambled eggs, and hash browns. Some good food fuel to start Pen's special day. We had our family fun party at lunch and then my folks and my sister, Auntie Art, and her family came to have dinner and party some more. I made Pen's requested dinner of potato chowder with cornbread (it rocked, if I do say so myself). It was perfect with the green salad brought by my sis. Big was dying the entire time, anxious to eat the cake. He tried to hurry everyone along.

When Big found out that we were going to have Pen open gifts before we had cake and ice cream he decided he needed to expedite matters there, too. Sorry you felt so rushed with your gifts, Pen.

The first gift she opened was a set of boxed classics from Rophone's mom. A perfect gift for such a voracious reader.

I think the All-Bran was the big hit of the night, though.

Okay, so it was really a cute journal with owls on it disguised as fiber-licious cereal. She liked it, though.

She also loved all of the clothes that came looking like Triscuit Minis, Wheat Thins and Ziploc bags. No, this isn't an advertisement. Reduce, Reuse, Recycle, don't ya know? (Although, the Triscuit Minis are really good)

She really scored with a bag full of stuff from my sister and family. Pen looks excited, doesn't she?

The last gift she opened was a framed copy of this:

It's a picture of Pen's feet in their pointe shoes. I snapped it a few months ago and thought it might be a nice thing for her to have. I think she likes it.

Finally, after much impatience on Big's part, it was time for cake.

Wow! I think that's the first time Pen has gotten all of her candles out with one blow. She really is growing up! At Pen's suggestion that we relight the candles so she could do it again, Big yelled a panicked "NO!". So, we just moved on to eating the cake (her favorite-- chocolate cake frosted with chocolate pudding). It was fantastic, just like the rest of the birthday celebration.

Happy Birthday, Pen! We love you.

Note: If this post seems rushed or disjointed, it's because Big is once again exhibiting extreme impatience. He wants me to show him pictures of dinosaurs on the computer. Dinosaurs eating each other, "since they don't have any pictures of them being silly with one another". I can wait longer than he can, apparently.

Family Fun

2011-10-03T20:41:00.000-07:00

Things have been a little rough here over the past few months, what with Rophone being sick and all. Apparently word got around, and Friday we received a care package from one of Rophone's cousins, with instructions to have a ourselves a party with the contents because we deserve it. So, yesterday we did!

The box contained some silicone crown and robot cupcake molds (which are totally awesome, but we didn't use them for our party yesterday since I already had Pen's birthday cake planned out. I can't wait to bake Edith's one-year-old cake in one, though!) and some lunch bugs (not a typo) that the kids loved freaking their friends out with as they ate lunch at school today.

We used the other two items in the box to have a grand time. They really gave us a good laugh. I'm still laughing, in fact, every time I look at the pictures.

These cups were a hoot:

But I think the best part was the mustaches. Everyone was so excited to put them on, although for some what seemed fun in theory was actually a bit shocking in the application.

We quickly recycled the gray mustache and slapped it on Rophone. Don't he and Edith look smashing?

I know this next picture is blurry, but I just love the way they are looking at each other.

Look at the proud papa.

Everyone else was happy with their look, too.

Giuseppe...

Guido...

and Wayne.

I got tired of the bad indoor lighting, so we headed outside for the family shots. By this time, Big had decided that maybe wearing a mustache might be fun after all. He reclaimed his gray mustache and joined in the party. I was so glad.

And I just love how comfortable Edith was in her 'stache. She seemed awfully pleased with it.

I have to admit, it does make her look terribly distinguished.

After I took the family photo, I realized that I should have had a neighbor come and take a few pictures so I could be in it. Missed opportunity for a perfect Christmas card shot. See?

After I took the pictures, I quickly donned my mustache so I could have some fun, too. Putting it on without the aid of a mirror was difficult, so I asked the family if I had it on okay. They said it was great.

Liars.

Rophone and I had to pose for a shot together, too. I hope our children forever remember us like this and that they don't have any nightmares from it. I'll start a therapy fund just in case.

Thanks for the fun party, cousins! We needed it!

Friday Favorites

2011-09-30T22:07:00.000-07:00

I just remembered to do this-- good thing it's Friday for another hour around here, otherwise I might have felt some guilt.

1. The kids didn't have school on Monday, so we were able to enjoy a 3 day weekend as a family. We took it pretty easy since Rophone only got out of the hospital on Friday, but it was still a lot of fun.

2. Rophone didn't return to work until Wednesday, so I got an extra day with him once the kids returned to school. I like hanging out with him.

3. We went on a little family "hike" this afternoon and had a blast. I call it a "hike" because the trail was paved and wasn't very long, but it was perfect for Rophone and his vow to not overdo. The kids got to play at the base of a waterfall and Edith loved watching them. I dipped Edith's feet in the ice cold water and got quite a reaction. It was a lot of fun. I can't believe I forgot my camera, though, so it looks like we'll have to do it again soon so I can document it.

Now I just need to gear up for a busy weekend-- Pen will be 13 on Sunday!

The Art of the Tantrum

2011-09-29T12:35:00.000-07:00

As I mentioned in my last post, Edith has perfected the art of the tantrum. And because they only last a minute or two, we find them to be funny and adorable. It's a perfect situation-- she gets to get her mad on and let out some steam, we get a little chuckle, and then we all move on.

I am going to post the photos of the tantrum she performed the other day in the exact order I took them, so you can experience her tantrum exactly as I did. Here we go:

"I thought you were going to pick me up."

"Seriously, you're not going to pick me up?"

"What about you? Are you gonna do something?"

"I have the lamest family in the world! They abandoned me in my time of need and I'm terribly upset by it. My almost-thirteen-year-old sister is right!"

"I am seriously so mad about this that I am going to kill you with my laser beam eyes! Unless my head explodes first!"

"Woah. That took a lot of energy. I feel like I'm running out of steam."

"Okay. A break is definitely in order. Why was I crying, anyway?"

"Oh, now I remember. Mean Mom. She really hurt my feelings"

"And she made me mad, that's right."

"Hey, I've got good lungs! I wonder how long I can sustain a yell."

Petering out... stick with it...

"Ooh! What a pretty dress!"

The End.

Seven Months with Edith

2011-09-27T20:53:00.000-07:00

Edith continues to be a fantastic baby and we love to have her around. Rophone and I decided that she came along to keep us from becoming bitter, curmudgeonly parents. Life is a little hard right now, so we're glad she's around to help us be more joyful.

She doesn't have any teeth yet, but still has those bumps in the back where her molars will be so she loves any kind of toy she can gnaw on. Edith goes to town on her linking letters and her favorite teething ring, trying to figure out how to shove them far enough into her little mouth to provide some relief.

The poor girl didn't get a long enough afternoon nap so she kept on having to take breaks to rub her eyes. So cute.

Edith took breaks to check out her lovely little dress, too.

And to show off her legs, of course. Still rockin' the rolls, as you can see.

Oh, and Edith wanted to show you another little skill she's acquired. The tantrum.

She really started working on her tantrums just before last month's post, but now has it down to an art. So much so, that I think I'll do another post about it. The good thing is, though, that her tantrums only last about a minute (this time due to the fact that she thought I was going to pick her up, but didn't) and then she's back to her normal self. No hard feelings, see?

The smart cookie has even figured out that if you use the floor to shove your teething ring in you can more easily access the far reaches of your mouth.

Plus, it leaves one hand free to fiddle with other things she finds interesting.

All of that teething can be hard work, so sometimes a rest is in order. Phew!

Edith still loves to suck on her toes and I will often find her gnawing on her big toe with gusto. She has better foot-to-mouth coordination now, so rarely pokes herself in the eye or scratches herself on the forehead anymore. I didn't actually capture a photo of her in the act, but will try to do so for a future post.

Edith still isn't a big fan of baby food. I have noticed that she really doesn't like it when I mix her food with rice cereal or oatmeal, but even giving her the food straight up doesn't produce great results. All of my old tried and true tricks get me nowhere. Or at least not anywhere very fast.

Singing, dancing, funny faces, funny noises, tickling, reading books, pretending to eat, eating for real (this homemade baby food stuff is good!).... all for naught. I tell you, this kid is a hard case. Edith has perfected the closed mouth smile. I can sometimes breach it for a bite or two, but then she's on to my tricks. We have figured out that Edith definitely prefers vegetables to fruits, although I think her favorite to date has been the sweet potato/apple combo. I tried it. It's good!

I don't think it will be long before Edith is on the go. She gets so frustrated at her inability to move the way she'd like. She's getting close to figuring out how to get on her hands and knees and if we stand her up she tries to take off running. She's not really successful with that one, as you can imagine. The girl just loves to be out and about. We went as a family to Costco tonight and she hummed and sang with happiness the whole time. Seeing her joy and amazement gave me a new appreciation for warehouse stores.

Having Edith around makes everything more special and exciting. We are all so happy she has joined our family. We love you Edith!