Friday, February 27, 2009

The Race

Brynlee and I were racing to the car yesterday.

She won!

And after her success she started dancing around, taunting me about how much faster she was than me. We are obviously raising a precious delicate flower. I requested a rematch.

And if to say…”I think your getting a little full of yourself, Sugar!” three steps into the rematch she ran smack dab into the baby stroller. She hit her mouth on the handlebars hard enough to set the stroller into motion. I tried to comfort her, but to no avail. She finally insisted that the only thing that would help take away the pain was a band-aide. And I agreed. It actually worked out quite nicely for the both of us.

And do you want to know what? Crazy things start to happen when she is forced to be quiet for longer than 25 seconds at a time.
Happy Friday!

Thursday, February 26, 2009

Abstract Reasoning

On a whim, the kids and I spent yesterday at my parent’s house. Then Brynlee said this morning, “Today’s THE BESTEST DAY EVER!” Knowing that aside from a day trip to the all-exclusive Resort Albertsons we didn’t have anything that fun planned for the day so I asked, “Um, why’s that?” To which she replied, “Cause before I got in the tub, and before I eated breakfast, and before me sleeped me got to ride that big, big bike (4-wheeler) with Grampa!” Makes perfect sense.

Monday, February 23, 2009

And it didn't even cost us a cent



But on a positive note…Spencer had an entire week off work. {I will not be mentioning that he was off work due to the FORCED TIME-OFF WITHOUT PAY that his job is requiring that all employees take. And I will not be mentioning that he is required to take three more weeks FORCED TIME-OFF WITHOUT PAY in the next 4 months.} But since we had loads of time to just hang-out around the house {because, well… FORCED TIME-OFF WITHOUT PAY doesn’t pay for a trip to Disneyland} we made the most of the situation and spent some quality time doing this:

Just a few things to take note of:
  • Propping the door against the bed to be used as a slide wasn’t my idea. Extra points if you can guess whose idea it was. Hint: It wasn’t Brynlee’s idea either.
  • I don't really keep track of points.
  • You may notice that Brynlee has a different outfit on in the two pictures. Yes, we spent more than one day sliding down the door.
  • Leaving the door on the door frame is a rule at our house that we usually enforce. But given the special {FORCED TIME-OFF WITHOUT PAY} occasion we decided to make an exception.
  • Every door in my house is now painted beige, has a doorknob that's not gold, and has been re-hung in the appropriate door frame. Including the guest bedroom and guest bathroom. I am expecting more visitors. Or at least my guest to feel a little less “at home” while using the bathroom.
  • The master bedroom is our next project! I have to be honest and tell you that I debated not posting these pictures because my OCD side was extremely embarrassed by the way the unpainted, undecorated master bedroom looked.
And just in case you’re wondering…I think we are going to spend this weekend bungee-jumping down the laundry shoot. And next week we just might try to make a zip line down the stairs.

Tuesday, February 17, 2009

And my favorite part of Valentines Day was…

It wasn’t the fresh bouquet of flowers. Although they were beautiful.
It wasn’t breakfast out without the kids. Although that was enjoyable. It wasn’t giving Brynlee & Jace their little Valentines gifts. Although that was gratifying. It wasn’t filling the toy room full of balloons. Although that was entertaining.
It wasn’t our one eyed balloon that looked like Plankton from Spongebob. Although that was comical. It wasn’t the two hour nap that Spence insisted that I take {my blog, my story}. Although that was rejuvenating. It wasn’t the steak and coconut shrimp for dinner. Although that was delicious. It wasn’t the chocolate covered strawberries. Although they were delectable. It wasn’t the candle-lit cheesecake and sparkling cider for two. Although that was romantic. My favorite part of Valentines Day WAS this oversized flawlessly handcrafted card made for me by my three favorite Valentines.

Hallmark couldn’t have done better themselves!
{Spencer wrote down what Brynlee said exactly how she said it. Which makes it mean that much more.} What Brynlee loves about Mamma
She’s pretty
Likes abc’s for she
Go shopping with she
Me like playing with she
We like to do lotsa things
She blows up balloons and me pop ‘em
She’s nice to me
Me like coloring these for mamma
Gave us everything
Mamma reads books
My mommy’s my favorite mommy
What Jace loves about mamma
Spencer helped him write "Love You Mamma"
and traced(ish) his little hand and foot
while Jace did his part by trying to eat the marker.
And then there was a section from Spencer.
I won't post all of Spencer's list because, c'mon like I want the entire internet to see personal things like, "She is the best list maker in the world," and "She is a super blogger so we have a diary of all the crazy fun we have!" But here are a few:
She takes care of us
She’s beautiful
 She’s funny
She loves our family
 She is the best wife and mother ever!!
{Disclaimer: Yes! Spencer and I are cheesy and slightly extremely immature, and we love it. My sister will never let us live down the fact that we made heart shape mounds around our squash and zucchini plants in our very first garden together. Spencer and I have both carried around the opposite half of a two dollar bill that says “I Love You” for years. And there has been more than a few times that we have taken each other on a treasure hunt with rhyming clues and hidden gifts. So are we 15 you ask? Yes. Yes, we are. And it feels good.}

Saturday, February 14, 2009

True Love!

i love you... because you don’t get embarrassed when I act fifteen in a restaurant! and i love you... because you just sit back and smile when I take a picture of it!

Happy Valentines Day!

Tuesday, February 10, 2009

Assistance needed in Aisle Number Play-doh

I made homemade Play-doh for Brynlee.

Not because I am some kind of supermom that always goes above and beyond. I am not one of those moms that serves homemade bread for every meal. Or that throws an unfathomable birthday party for their one-year-old that includes steak and shrimp dinner, custom princess dresses for all thirty of the guests and 120 special order gifts for the birthday girl.

I made the homemade play-doh for the exact opposite reason. …because at times my mothering skills are subpar at best. Because sometimes I do things like throw away the cherished play-doh that Santa brought exactly 12 minutes after the gift has been opened. (In my defensive, the play-doh had been mixed together into a massive pile of brown stuff within 3 minutes and I generously let her play with it for 9 more minutes before distracting her and disposing of the stuff.)

Well the other day Brynlee was asking for the play-doh (her memory never ceases to amaze me). And after 15 minutes of us looking for the misplaced play-doh and her telling me that it was her absolute favorite gift from Santa and she couldn’t believe that we couldn’t find it, I suggest that we make some more.

And so me and Google found a play-doh recipe. Brynlee LOVED IT! and played with it for three good hours. And after she was done I threw it away and didn’t feel the tiniest bit guilty because I knew in three more months when she asked for the play-doh we could whip together another batch.

Here is where I need a little help from you. Our play-doh was about the consistency of chewing gum. Brynlee is asking to make play-doh again and I am hoping for a new recipe that is a little more like play-doh and a little less like super glue.

Can anybody help me out with a homemade play-doh recipe?

Sunday, February 8, 2009

An update, an update wha wha an update!

Wow!  Two weeks gone by since the last update. Here’s what we’ve been up to:

We went to Jessica’s last weekend. We took turns watching kids and going to the temple. It was enjoyable. 

Brynlee loves to go to Maddie and Livvie’s house. Jessica always makes us feel special by doing things like making homemade personal pan pizza and Brad does his part by whipping together cinnamon bread French toast for breakfast.

But Spencer pulls the kids down the stairs in a laundry basket so I think all the royalty treatment is deserved! On the way home from Jessica's we dropped by Brett and Sarah’s just in time to taste test the food they had made for their Super Bowl party. Our timing is impeccable.

Then we came home and watched(ish) the Super Bowl.

Okay, before we get asked to leave American soil for not giving our full attention to the game let me argue that we are making improvements. You can’t see it in this picture but the game is on, Spencer is watching, and Kate even mumbles something about face masking or touchdowns every now and again (I on the other hand mumble things like, “Good crap, look at his hair” or “How can somebody that big run that fast?”.) Our Super Bowl track record isn’t that great. In 2004, Spencer and I forgot about the Super Bowl and took a nap instead. In 2005 and 2006 we were cramming for exams so we recorded the Super Bowl. Then on Monday night we fast forwarded the game and watched the commercials. In 2007 we invited my parents, sister and her boyfriend over to watch the game. We were college students at the time and weren’t going to use our slim budget on CableTV. The Super Bowl wasn’t airing on either of our two channels so we watched “The Wedding Singer” instead. In 2008 we drove to Utah in a horrible snow storm for our niece Lilly’s baby blessing. This year we turned on the game and Spencer watched it. Who knows, next year I might watch it too.

Then the kids and I went to my mom’s house on Tuesday. Jami & Brooke came down (or up, or over, or whatever) too. Jami and I tried for a good 10 minutes to take a cute picture of the two of us. Forty seven deleted pictures later (again, it's hard being this photogenic) we gave up and decided that we aren’t cute enough for cute pictures. We do much better with pictures like this:

It was so fun to spend the day at my parent’s house. Thanks Mom and Dad for being so great

Oh, and a few other things that we’ve been up to:

My friend forever Breah (who started a blog by the way) has been coming down to my neck of the woods the last few Monday’s. It is so fun to spend an hour or twelve shopping at Ross with her.

I am going to take the fact that I can’t bend down far enough to untie my shoes to mean that I may have slightly overdone it at Spinning. I also can’t sit-down or stand-up without screaming. I’m not going to do any sugarcoating...I might die. It reminds me of the time that I thought Spinning class and eight months pregnant went together. THEY DON’T!

After an all day grocery shopping trip Brynlee kindly and matter-of-factly stated, “You’re the boss, huh, mom? Dad’s our nice daddy, and you’re our bossy mommy!” Oh, gee. Thanks for that, my charming, endearing and totally unbossy two-year-old.

I started giving Jace rice cereal. He. Loves. It. I feel the tiniest bit guilty buckling him into the adorable pink highchair that I just had to have for Brynlee. But when I see how happy the rice cereal makes him it takes away all the guilt.

In case your of the things on my to-do list for this week is to make a new high chair cover. Preferably one that’s not pink.

And that’s our life unedited all updated!
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