Meggalomania

Spring Break '09 Part 2

2009-04-05T21:49:00.000-07:00

After staying in Mt. Home AFB one night, we continued our journey on to Utah and made it there safely. In a nutshell- here was our trip:

Saturday we saw the movie Monster Vs. Aliens and everyone loved it, including me.

Sunday we went to American Fork to attend church with Adam's younger sister Trinna. Her precious baby girl was being blessed that day. It was so great to be there for it.

Monday I took the kids to the dinosaur museum, and then went there again that evening because they hadn't had enough. Here is what kept them busy. They built dinosaurs with these soft, stuffed dinosaur parts:

Played on dinoaurs:

Played with minature dinosaurs in sand & water:

Dug for dinosaurs bones with special brushes, like real paleontologists do:
Tuesday we went to the Hogle Zoo and it was freeeeeeezing. So here is the only picture I took, indoors with the stinky giraffes. My cute Mom is holding Lucy:The kids had a fun time. I'm so glad they got to know my parents a little bit better. By Wednesday morning I was ready to go home. So I loaded up the kids & car and drove home in one day! It was nice to have a few days of Spring Break at home with Adam. Utah was fun but the drive was long. I don't think I'll be doing that again any time soon.

Spring Break '09 Part 1

2009-04-05T21:33:00.000-07:00

I still don't know what came over me. I decided to drive to Utah alone with all three kids! My kids were wonderful. I don't mean to boast, but they really were amazing. Jack was such a big helper and never once complained.

I split up the drive on the way down and spent the night with a friend. She lives on Mountain Home Air Force Base outside of Boise. The kids thought it was sooooo fun to stay on base. They were able to see real F-15 fighter jets which was a huge treat for them.

I met Jen seven years ago. Our husbands went to law school together. The law school was having a social before the first week of school began for the first year law students. I still remember the first time we met like yesterday! We both had bellies, standing there in the law school building. It was only a matter of days before we became dear friends. We both had our first children (both boys, ofcourse) within a week of each other. We would go on walks through Colonial Williamsburg almost every week! We often met at a little Muffin shop that quickly became a favorite of ours. Those were fun times. I miss them.

It was so wonderful to see Jen again. It's amazing how with dear friends, kindred spirits, you pick up right where you left off and don't miss a beat.

Jen's husband is in Iraq so it was kind of like having a girl's night when I stayed a night at her place. We put the kids to bed and visited. It was a lot of fun. Here's a pic of Jen and I:
I used her camera to take pictures of the kids, so I'm still waiting for Jen to send me copies. Jack & Caleb hadn't seen each other in over four years! But they had no problem getting to know each other. They hit it off right away, just like they did when they were two. Jen is an amazing hostess and made us a delicious dinner, and a huge yummy breakfast. Then she sent us off with lunches packed for the drive. Thank you Jen! You are super-woman!

Field Trip to the Pet Store

2009-04-05T21:25:00.000-07:00

Owen's preschool went on a field trip to the Pet Store, which I organized, thank you very much. My kids were not at all shy when it came time to pet the animals:J.F.Y.I., we went to Petco because I thought it would be way less stinky than the 'other' pet store in town. Well- it was less stinky. However, they hardly had any animals. We had to be content with small snakes and fish. It was kind of a let down. So- if you're wanting to see lots of animals (i.e. dogs, cats, turtles, guinea pigs) then you have to be willing to put up with the stink.

St. Patrick's Day '09

2009-04-05T20:58:00.000-07:00

For the second year in a row I could NOT find a shamrock cookie cutter. Nevertheless, my kids still had a great time using whatever cookie cutter they wanted to:
This year I tried to explain why we celebrate St. Patrick's Day . . . they were way more interested in decorating cookies:
We had Grandma & Grandpa Nebeker over for a St. Patrick's Day feast! (Shepherd's pie, Irish Soda Bread, peas, Grandma's yummy green jello, and green punch. I'm so upset I forgot to snap a picture of it!) After dinner we frosted the cookies:
Grandpa arrived with a CD player playing Irish music. The kids were thrilled! They couldn't wait to finish dinner so they could return to the living room and dance. We listened to it as we ate, it was so much fun! Thanks Grandpa- for bringing the Irish jig to our house.
In the morning, before Jack left for school, I got on Youtube and showed my kids what a bagpipe is, and what it sounds like. Sometimes I just love the internet. The kids thought it was pretty cool. Jack was so excited after school that day- because a REAL person had played the bagpipe for the kindergartners. He was thrilled.

Valentine's Day

2009-03-20T13:25:00.000-07:00

I know February is old news, but I had to post about Valentine's Day because we had a FUN day. Better late than never! I want my children to know that we DID do fun things with them.

I was in charge of Jack's classroom party. We did three activities:
1. Made home-made valentines

2. Decorated sugar cookies with LOTS of candy and frosting

3. Passed out valentines to class-mates

Jack lives for holidays. He was thrilled to have me be in charge of his party. It makes me feel so loved to know that he likes it when I'm there! I hope that lasts.

After school we loaded up the kids and drove downtown. First we went to Sonic for dinner, because we were in a hurry to make a show, Playhouse Disney Live! It was basically like watching the Disney Channel- except Handy Manny was a real person instead of a cartoon character. But the kids LOVED it. Here we are waiting for our corndogs at Sonic:

And here we are at the arena watching Playhouse Disney Live!!!

Owen's T.L.C.

2009-03-20T13:10:00.000-07:00

I had a wisdom tooth removed over a week ago. From the day of the surgery, Owen has been concerned. He's offered to rub my feet, scratch my back, and so forth.

We were recently picking up sweet, little Eden for school. We were doing our routine car-pool pickups. As Eden walked to our car, Owen rolled down the window and yelled,
"Edeeeee- hurry up! My Mom had a tooth yanked out of her head and it hurts really, really bad!"

I was laughing so hard I think I did more nerve damage to my already damaged nerves. I was NOT expecting him to do that. He's been saying the 'funny things' in our house lately.

Owenisms

2009-03-03T14:26:00.000-08:00

* We were swimming at the YMCA recently, when Owen said, "Your face is connected to your head, right Mama?" He then said, "Your eyes, nose, and this" touching his face,"Is your face." "THIS-" he says, rubbing his hands on the back of his hair and chin, "and this, is your head."

* While we were at the YMCA, Lucy accidently slipped on the ground from running. Owen said, "Lucy- you have to be careful or else the garf-liars will get mad at you." It took me a several seconds before I realized that "garf-liars" means "life-guards."

* Owen's fascination with the human head continued into the weekend. During sacrament meeting at church Owen whispered to me, "Mama, where do your nostrils end?"

* Adam recently praised Owen for a project he worked on during preschool. Owen responded by saying, "It's because I followed the injections." (Translation: instructions)

Lucy's First Official Haircut

2009-02-02T14:22:00.001-08:00

Lucy has beautiful, silky blonde hair. However, I've been in denial about cutting it for a long time. She had a trim when she was about six months old, but that's sort of a touchy topic. (Adam cut her hair without asking me & she looked like Scout from the movie, "To Kill a Mockingbird.") Ever since Adam cut her hair without my permission, I have not taken so much as a hair from her head. Well, it was definitely too straggly. Here are some BEFORE pics. This first one was taken at the salon: I don't have any actual pictures of the "cutting" because she sat on my lap the entire time, crying as if it was the worst torture in the world. It was close to lunch time so I came prepared. I had chicken nuggets, french fries, and soda with me. Every once in a while she'd take a bite of a french fry, or a sip of soda- and then she'd resume her sad cry. We were probably an interesting sight: Lucy sitting on my lap, with her hair all over us, and me shoving fast food in her mouth in between sobs. I'm a great mother, huh?

A lady named Julie cut her hair and she was lovely. She was patient, kind, gentle, and fast. Here they are after the cut. Lucy graciously gave her a hug:

I am very pleased! Her hair looks much fuller and thicker now. It's a new Lu.

Fun in a Box

2009-02-02T13:38:00.001-08:00

It's amazing how much entertainment a cardboard box can provide:So . . . why do we spend money on toys?!?

Owen turns FOUR!

2009-01-09T13:58:00.000-08:00

On December 30th, 2008, our precious Owen turned four. Owen has brought so much joy and love into our home. All you have to do is look at those dimples and know that he is a special guy:It was 100% Owen's idea to have a "bug" cake:Although this cake isn't a work of art, A LOT of time went into it's preparation. Adam literally drove all over town looking for fake, plastic, bugs on terrible, icy roads. How hard can it be, right? Well, our #1 go-to store was closed due to excess snow on the roof- the 50% Off Card Shop. So he tried the Dollar Store which was also closed because it's excess snow had literally collapsed the entire front of the store. Adam tried Wal-Mart, Michaels, Target, Wal-greens. All he could find were flourescent green, stretchy spiders. Sorry Owen! We tried. You're worth every ounce of driving to look for fake, plastic, bugs! Lucy insisted on opening a few presents herself. Owen was an angel and said, "Here Lucy- do it like this!" He would then try to show her how to tear the paper while it was in her grasp. She wasn't too keen on his help. Thanks for being such a gem Owen.

Aunt Coco, Uncle Tyler, Grandma, and Grandpa came with lots of love, hugs, and gifts:We saved the best gift for last. We had it hidden behind the couch with a blanket draped over it. We played the hot/cold game until he discovered it. He exclaimed "Awesome!" about a dozen times tonight, after each present was opened. (Owen used to have a bike, but Adam ran over it one day. Owen loves telling Grandma each time she comes over, "My Dad ran over my bike." Now he can't say that anymore!)
Let them eat cake! Poor Owen, being a middle child doesn't allow much room for independence. As you can see, he had plenty of help with unwrapping gifts- and blowing out the candles:We love you Owen. Here is a brief synopsis of how you spent your third year: You spent much of it coloring. You would color and draw for hours and hours. Many times you'd get frustrated because you couldn't draw what you imagined. You'd often throw your pencil or crayon across the room and let out an angry yelp. At preschool you were the first to point out if your friends weren't staying in the lines. You love to dig! There's plenty of dirt in the front yard. You love to just sit and dig away! You and Jack also loved making dirt soup with "spices" as you called them. You're always willing to cuddle and for that reason we call you our cuddle bug. You're a terribly picky eater and before each meal you ask, "How many bites do I have to eat?" You are literally addicted to milk and sippy cups. However, this birthday saw you weaned of sippy cups! Hooray! You spend hours with your legos. Dad and I are always amazed at your long-term concentration, whether it's coloring, legos, or lincoln logs. You are amazing at entertaining yourself. You love Jack and miss him when he's at kindergarten. You'll often ask, "When's Jack going to be home?" You're incredible gentle to Lucy and you love babies. Whenever I baby-sit other children, you are so nurturing and helpful.

You're goodness at such a young age must be a sign of a remarkable human being. We can't wait to see all that you'll accomplish in your life time. You have endless gifts. We hope you use them as your Father in heaven would want you to. Happy Birthday Bogles

Christmas '08!

2009-01-08T14:27:00.000-08:00

We spent Christmas Eve at Grandma & Grandpa Nebs. We even stayed the night! The kids adore their grandparents and were ecstatic to have a sleep-over at their most favorite place on earth.

Grandma always makes holidays & birthdays so special. It truly is a gift of hers. Christmas Eve we had a lovely program. Everyone dressed up like kings (and I'm ashamed I didn't take any pictures! What was I thinking?!? Obviously, I wasn't!) Grandma had fancy fabric for robes, and crowns for each person. We read from the scriptures and sang Christmas songs. Most importantly, we discussed what "gift" we could each give to Jesus. Owen didn't quite grasp the idea, since his answer was a sippy cup of milk. However, a sippy cup of milk is heaven in his mind.

Here are the kids on Christmas morning. Grandma had passed out matching pajamas on Christmas Eve, it's tradition:

The boys were thrilled to receive new lego sets. Adam is so great about actually playing with the kids. Here he is helping them set up their legos:
Lucy had a blast with her princess tea set, from Grandma. Every few minutes she would come running up to you shouting, "It's ready!" Translation: "The table is set and you're invited to a very special tea party."

If she wasn't having a tea party then she was

A) blowing drying her baby's hair. The blow dryer actually blows air:

B) Getting way too much love & attention . . . if that's possible:or C) Attacking or hitting her brothers. Here she is, caught in the act, about to whack Jack for no apparent reason. She's a girl, does she really need a reason to be angry? Apparently, a lot of toys and love is too much to handle.Fortunatly for us, the diva crashed unexpectedly at 10am, on a pillow in front of the television. Not only did she have a busy morning, but she was up twice during the night. Adam & I were sound asleep in the basement and didn't hear her upstairs. So poor Grandma & Aunt Coco each got a night-time shift with Lucy. I think her restless night partially explained her erratic behavior:The boys were so gracious and patient. They opened up each gift, one at a time, taking turns. They were so sweet and appreciative. I am so blessed to have such special spirits in my home:

Owen was thrilled to finally have his own light saber. Jack received one a month earlier for his birthday. Owen has been waiting in anticipation ever since:Here's Jack with "Transformers" the DVD. He's already watched it a half dozen times:

Despite the terrible snow storms and icy roads, we had a warm, cozy, beautiful Christmas Break. We ate at IHOP one morning, it's tradition. We saw a few movies, ate out way too much, snacked on Hickory Farms late at night, went sledding, gorged on Sea's Candies, read lots of books, and nobody got sick the entire break! I felt so richly blessed to be healthy and with the ones I love.

Gingerbread House

2009-01-08T13:51:00.001-08:00

My kids love to decorate anything edible. Here they are at Grandma's house, eating the candy that's meant for the house while they wait for the icing to dry:Grandma Nebeker has a knack for making things look beautiful. You could call it perfectionism, although that word sounds too conceited and she is the nicest woman I have ever met. Anyway, fortunately her perfectionism passed to her son Adam as well. When it comes to cake decorating, tree decorating, or any sort of project that requires detail- I am NOT to the one to do it. I let my artistic husband or mother-in-law do it!
He even took a break from football to help with the gingerbread house. My kids know me too well. The instant I attempted to ice the house Jack started yelling, "Daddy!!!!!!!" He immediately came to the rescue:As if this wasn't enough, Grandma kindly make sugar cookies for the kids to decorate as well. Owen preferred to lick his like a dog: Lucy was in cookie and candy dreamland . . . . as illustrated by her zoned-out stare:
Jack took his decorating quite seriously. He definitely gets it from Adam. Notice his pink tongue sticking out as he concentrates?

Sledding over Christmas Break

2009-01-08T13:30:00.000-08:00

The last 2 school days before Christmas Break were canceled AND the 3 school days after Christmas Break were canceled. Needless to say, my children have had a long break. I finally pulled out their work books earlier this week. I started to fear that they would regress academically from not being in school for so long!

We had a lovely break and enjoyed plenty of snow. We spent a lot of time with Grandma & Grandpa Nebeker. Aunt Coco and Uncle Tyler were visiting from Utah so the kids had even more than the usual amount of attention.The kids had a blast sledding. Jack has always been a dare devil. However, we were all shocked to see Owen become one over the break! BOTH of the boys were sledding maniacs. Owen held on for dear life, squinted his eyes shut, and took off. This was how he slid down every time:

Thankyou Grandpa and Grandma, for letting us carve your front yard into a sledding hill!

Snow Storm

2008-12-21T19:31:00.001-08:00

Well, so much for not getting as much snow as last year. No one thought it possible since last winter was soooo brutal. Nonetheless, I think we've topped last year with the amount of snow we received last week. The high has been ohhhh, 3 or 4 degrees not including wind chill. Oh, and it's supposed to snow all next week:All the snow shoveled off our driveway created perfect sledding hills. Jack was pretty bummed that school was canceled the last two days before the holidays. He was so looking forward to the Pajama Polar Express Party, and all the other festivities. Instead, he got to stay in the house for two days. Poor Jack. He was such a good sport. He LOVES playing in the snow. Adam was so good to take him outside sledding.

Owen is our little mole. He digs, digs, and digs- whether it's dirt, snow, rock, dried peas (@ Green Bluff), sand- he is content to digs for hours! I am so excited for him to visit the Oregon Coast this summer. He is going to be in digger's paradise with that endless amount of sand!
Here are the boys on top of one of a few hills in our front yard. I'm so glad they like the snow.

Merry Christmas!

Jack loses a tooth!

2008-12-19T14:27:00.001-08:00

Earlier this month, Jack lost his first tooth! It was loose and out with a matter of two days. Hopefully the rest will come out just as easy. He was so proud of himself. One down, how many more to go?

Don't worry, I won't be blogging each lost tooth. The first one is somewhat monumental, right?

Gingerbread Time!

2008-12-19T13:59:00.000-08:00

We invited some friends over for the First Presidency Christmas Devotional, and afterwards we decorated my home-made gingerbread men & ladies. But first, can I just say what a nice mother I am, to let my kids make such a mess on behalf of them having a great time:

Did someone say frosting?
Lucy was all over the table that night:
Those gingerbread were just as fun to eat as they were to decorate. Yum!

Jack's 6th Birthday Party (Friend Celebration)

2008-12-19T13:45:00.001-08:00

Four days after Thanksgiving, Jack had another birthday party- but this one was for friends. We invited six boys and it was a houseful! Jack & Owen are really interested in space, so it was a space-themed party. Here's a glimpse into the chaos:

We played musical moons (just like musical chairs, but had cut-out moons instead of chairs), raced "meteors" (crazy balloons) to see whose could go farthest, and made snow-globes with space figurines inside of them. Here is his rocket-ship cake, we lit the candles for "blast-off!"

And here he is opening more presents, as if he didn't receive enough at his first party:Happy Birthday Jack! We LOVE you!

Thanksgiving '08

2008-12-16T14:19:00.000-08:00

We hosted Thanksgiving this year. My older sister Robyn and her family, as well as my parents, drove all the way to isolated Spokane just to spend the Holidays with us. Thankyou! They each drove over 10 hours from California and Utah, respectively. Here is my darling sister Robyn, with my lovely Mom.Jack had a blast playing with his cousins, but he wasn't too thrilled about me taking a picture.

Here's my Dad playing games with the kids in the basement. Lucy didn't need any time to warm up:
And who can forget dinner at the kids' table?
Highlights of the holidays included: shopping with my Mom and Robyn the day after Thanksgiving- only fun if you have fun people with you; going to see the movie "Australia," adults only; the boat ride "Santa Cruise" on Lake Cour'd Alene; board games after the kids were in bed; having my family visit me! Thankyou and please come visit again soon!

Jack's 6th Birthday Party (Family Celebration)

2008-12-16T13:49:00.000-08:00

Jack turned six on November 25, two days before Thanksgiving. It's a busy time to have a birthday. However, extended family always seems to be in town which makes it extra special.

Three of Adam's siblings were in town, visiting from Texas and Utah. We had pizza (one of Jack's favorite meals), funfetti cupcakes (one of my favorite treats), and way too many gifts. Here is the beautiful birthday boy. I can't believe he's six!

Jack received plenty of help from Owen when it was time for presents:
"Don't forget to open the card first!" Jack heard us say about a dozen times.

Here are the 'crazies' with their cousins, Zack & Hailey, and their much beloved Aunt Coco.
We love you Jack. We hope you realize how much you are loved and cherished. You bring us happiness that we never knew before you were born. You are a special spirit and we feel blessed to have you in our home.

Lucy's Bed Head

2008-12-16T13:39:00.000-08:00

Lucy woke up the other morning, with THEE worst bed head I have ever seen. These pictures do not do it justice. It was like a rooster tail- but in front of her head, where her bangs would be if she had them:

Cookie Time

2008-12-15T14:00:00.000-08:00

Before Thanksgiving arrived, I promised my kids we would make sugar cookies. It's a huge undertaking because it makes such a mess. However, it's soooo worth it because my kids have a blast. It's something fun that we all love to do together, including me! I just dread the clean-up afterwards. Owen rolls and rolls until the dough practically adheres to the table.
Here is a perfect example of Owen's passiveness. Lucy is grabbing his precious piece of dough that he so diligently worked on rolling out. Check out the grin on her face in the 2nd photo after she successfully stole his dough. Poor Owen.
Despite the mess, the sugar cookies were soooo yummy and so worth it. And eating a cookie put a smile right back on Owen's face.

lucy the fashionista

2008-12-15T13:21:00.000-08:00

For some reason, Lucy loves putting my head bands around her chest. Apparently, she thinks she's quite the fashionista.

"The contraption"

2008-12-15T13:14:00.000-08:00

The boys recenlty built what they like to call, a "contraption." In case you can't tell, it consists of my black sandal, some rope, a bell, and a cowboy hat. It's meant to be a trap. It works something like this: the animal hits the shoe, then hits the bell, which sends the alarm, and it then falls into the hat where it's trapped . . . . . hmmmm.

He asked THE question

2008-12-15T13:00:00.001-08:00

Today my 3 year old asked, "How do persons make people?" Mind you, my eldest child has never asked that in his 6 years. So I was completely taken off guard in the kitchen when Owen asked me that. I turned around to see two pairs of blue eyes staring up at me, waiting for an answer.

Any advice?

Chocolate Milk

2008-11-19T20:42:00.001-08:00

Lucy's pronunciation of chocolate milk, which she asks for frequently, is 'chalk-uh-nuk.'

"I wa chalk-uh-nuk!

Quick Quote #1

2008-11-19T20:14:00.000-08:00

We were driving in the car, when out of nowhere Owen says, "Mama, are you serious? Are we gonna die in a few minutes?

Owen's Trip to the Police Station

2008-11-19T19:53:00.000-08:00

Owen's preschool recently visited our local police station. He, along with the other 3 years old, were fingerprinted and documented in case they're ever abducted. Then the police would already have their information . . . . . kind of a disturbing thought.
Anyway, it was weird seeing these innocent kids get fingerprinted. Owen had a special, quiet moment with one of the officers as he was wiping Owen's fingers to clean off the ink. He was such a nice man. Their little conversation together was precious, so I had to capture the moment:

The Tale of Despereaux

2008-11-15T22:26:00.000-08:00

I am currently reading my children their very first chapter book. We've been reading a few chapters a day. I'm having a little too much fun doing the different voices and actions. I'm simply thrilled that they enjoy listening to me!

Since I was a little girl, reading has been a past-time near and dear to my heart. As pathetic as it might sound, I often felt like characters in books were dear friends (i.e. Jane Eyre, Anne Shirley.) Throughout adolescence, I would have much rather stayed home on any weekend reading, than go to a dance or football game. Anyway, enough about me. My point is that I hope to inspire within my children a love of reading. I like to think that I'm planting a little seed of "love for literature" in them.

The book is "The Tale of Despereaux: Being the Story of a Mouse, a Princess, Some Soup, and a Spool of Thread." I read the book in one night and found it charming. I highly recommend it. It really helped reading it first on my own because now I can read the dialogue the way it should be read. Oh- and the movie is coming out next month. Perfect timing!

Halloween '08 and I turn 28!

2008-11-02T21:23:00.000-08:00

The title of this post rhymes! Halloween is a crazy day at my house. Not only are there the usual school parties, costumes to put together, dinner to prepare before the kids stuff themselves sick- but it's my birthday as well! I never really liked birthdays as I child because I was extremely shy and hated being the center of attention. But now I love it! I feel like EVERYONE is celebrating my birthday.
The day went something like this: Breakfast, take Owen to preschool, take Jack to buy a second sword for his costume since his first one broke, stop at Albertsons to buy juice boxes for Jack's school party, pick up Owen & a friend from preschool, take them home, feed them lunch, take Jack and pick-up his friend and take them to the bus stop just in time, go to lunch with my girl-friends to celebrate my birthday and drink lots of diet coke, go back home and wake up Owen and Lucy from their naps, drag them to Jack's Halloween Party, pick-up pizzas on the way home, clean my messy house like a crazy woman before my in-laws arrive, eat dinner, open my presents, take the kids trunk-or-treating, take the kids trick-or-treating, return home and put kids to bed, rent a movie at Blockbuster to watch with my hubby and in-laws, fight to stay awake because the movie is painfully slow and boring, finally go to sleep. (Saturday was just as busy- but I'll spare you the details.)
During the trunk-or-treating, Lucy looked dumb-founded with an expression on her face like, "I am surrounded by imbecils." She'd walk backwards any time she encountered a masked person . . . which was pretty often. So I finally just scooped her up and held her. But by the time we were trick-or-treating at homes instead of car trunks, it clicked and she totally had the hang of it. She completely embraced it and would say after each house, "Neh How!" (Translation: "Next House!) She'd point her finger to the next house as Adam, her vehicle for the night, carried her from door to door.

During the trunk-or-treating Owen would examine each piece of candy before dropping it into his pumpkin pail. He'd exclaim, "Cool! Look Mama, a tootsie roll!!!" It was as though this tootsie roll was something he had never tasted or seen before, a rare gem. He did this with each candy. Fortunately it wore off by the time we began trick-or-treating at homes. I was some what exhausted of sharing his enthusiasm for skittles and starbursts. (Had they been dropping Sea's Candies into his pail, I could have definitely kept up my enthusiasm.)

And now, I present to you:

A witch, a ghost (not a member of the KKK), and Zorro . . . . . . . . . .

Here is a darling picture of Jack, at his school Halloween party:

Family Pictures '08

2008-11-02T20:40:00.001-08:00

After reading a friend's blog, I felt incredibly guilty for not having taken a family photo this year. Within a week, I found myself at a park with my family and a friend ready to snap photos. My children are at a difficult age for holding still, as you'll see evidenced in the following photos. These are some of my favorites . . . or I guess I should say these ones are decent:

We were bribing our children with fruit snacks in between takes, but that didn't help much. I would've loved a photo where Lucy isn't squirming, or where Owen isn't doing his "squinty" eyed smile that he does when we tell him to "smile!" Nonetheless, there's a part of me that is at peace with all of it, because this is how they are! It's hilarious the way Owen poses for the camera, and Lucy is incapable of holding still when we're at a park.

My point being, these photos captured the stage my family is in and I'll cherish them as they are.

Pumpkins

2008-10-14T15:34:00.001-07:00

I have been to a pumpkin patch THREE different times in ONE week.

First, I went with Jack's kindergarten class. It was their first and only field trip of the year:

Four days later, on Friday, we went as a family to a different pumpkin patch. This patch offered much more than the previous one, as the following pictures will illustrate. Here are Owen & Lucy eating their pumpkin doughnuts: You can't see Lucy's dougnut because it's inside her mouth:The kids had a blast in the corn maze and could've stayed there for hours! I felt guilty when we had to drag them away from it: Three days later I went to a pumpking patch again, the same one I went to for Jack's field trip. But this time I went with Owen's preschool:I think it would be fitting to say I am pumpkin'd out! And we still haven't even carved them . . . .

Two Wheels!!!

2008-10-05T22:06:00.000-07:00

Today we all went on a walk together. When it comes to teaching Jack how to ride a bike, Adam is a much more patient parent than I am. So he worked with Jack while I pulled Owen & Lucy in the wagon. Before we even reached the park- Jack was riding on his own! We are all so thrilled for him, but not as much as HE is for himself.Jack was literally singing as he rode his bike. He is simply ecstatic. Within minutes of learning how to ride, he figured out how to start off on his own as well using the brakes to stop.I'm a little bummed that the cold weather has already set in. But I think it's going to take ice and a lot of snow to keep this boy off his wheels! As he stated himself, "I feel like I'm driving a motorcycle!" I felt like saying in return, "This is the closest you'll ever come to riding a motorcycle as long as you're my child!" But I simply smiled back at him and cheered him on. It was a happy day in the Nebeker house today!

Owen for Hire

2008-10-05T21:46:00.000-07:00

Owen has a special gift. He has a knack for sitting at the table, for long periods of time, peeling things. That's right- peeling things! From caramels to crayons, he is the most focused and attentive peeler I have ever seen.

Whenever I need a massive amount of candies unwrapped (i.e. rolos, caramels, peppermints, etc.) I simple plop Owen in a chair and away he goes! Do not be fooled by this three year old's simple disposition.If we had lived during the Industrial Revolution, when child labor was legal- he would have been the most efficient peeler. I am sure of it.
So if you need something peeled, give Owen a call. He thoroughly enjoys it

Lucy's Two Year Check-up

2008-10-05T21:33:00.001-07:00

Lucy had her two year check-up! Here's an update on our Lu:

* weight: 32.5 lbs. (95%)

* height: 35 in. (77%)

* head circ: 19 1/2 (95%)

She's a healthy girl! I have to boast and say that she hardly even cried when the assistant stabbed her fat thighs THREE times. I was so proud of her. She was extremely brave. People with older brothers must naturally have a higher pain tolerance. Also, the lady administering the shots told me that her healthy thighs lessen the sting.

We went shopping together afterwards and I bought her some Sunchips. She devoured the entire bag while I shopped. (It was a fun size bag, don't worry.) We still managed to make it a girl's day out, despite the shots.

Oh- and about that photo, I did NOT stage that picture. She climbed onto the table herself and just started chugging the Hershey syrup. I threw the bottle away afterwards so you can still feel safe drinking chocolate milk at my house. I don't allow her to consume chocolate in that fashion.

September, the end of Summer, and other occurrences . . .

2008-09-25T21:44:00.001-07:00

Jack started soccer and scored his first goal on Saturday. (Should I mention it was his third game?) It's teaching him great values like hard work, perseverance, and team work. He's a little too nice though- and always passes the ball, never keeping it to himself. He loves to tuck his shirt into his shorts, and then pull his shorts up past his hips. I really have to pick my battles, so I let that one by. Sorry fashion police. Owen, age 3 1/2, began his first co-op preschool this month where I rotate with 5 other moms, hosting it at our house. We ordered all the material on-line so all the work is done for us. Yea! I, being the nice person that I am, volunteered to host it first. It was a lot of work and I didn't even have a chance to even think to snap a photo. So, preschool photos of Owen to come . . .

But I must say, Owen is a perfectionist when it comes to coloring. He noticed one of his colleagues coloring a person's skin purple and he blurted out, "Hey! Skin isn't purple! It's peach!"

Here are the kids eating the last of our summer otter pops on the trampoline, followed by a photo of them licking pumpkin cookie dough . . . what can I say? I LOVE any excuse to make pumpkin cookies and fall was only about 20 days away.

My children love to make "dirt soup." Here are Lucy & Owen adding "spices" to the soup. And yes, that is a paint roller (minus the roller) Jack is using to stir the soup. I'm also missing numerous utensils from my kitchen. My favorite Williams-Sonoma zester literally vanished into thin air.
Here are Jack & Lucy with their friend Eden. Jack's latest imagination-game is to put car seats on my treadmill and pretend that they're, "driving to Brazil." I'll let you think about that one. Looks like Eden booked a comfy seat in the infant carrier! On a side note- I ran a half-marathon but do not have any pictures to share. I was very happy with my time and would like to thank Excedrin for giving me that extra push. Thank you Excedrin- for giving me the confidence and support I needed to finish the race!

The Hammer Incident

2008-09-25T15:58:00.000-07:00

I was in the kitchen the other day, when Owen came running up the stairs, terrified, saying, "Lucy's trying to hit me with the hammer!"

He scurried into the pantry, shutting himself inside- still clutching his lego creation he was in the middle of making. Sure enough, Lucy came bounding into the kitchen flailing a full-size hammer that weighs just about as much as she does.

She heard Owen in the pantry and struggled to open the door with one hand, while swinging the hammer into the pantry with the other- laughing out loud the entire time.
My little angels.

Oh- and I do not recommend giving your children a home-made tool box with real tools inside. We've been learning from our mistake since Christmas morning of '07.

Jack's First Day of Kindergarten!

2008-09-07T21:26:00.000-07:00

If you want all the details on how crazy & chaotic the first day REALLY was, then check my previous post. (This post is dedicated to Jack- and is not about his mother feeling sorry for herself since she didn't have a proper farewell with him on his first day of school. Like I said, read the previous post for more details.)

The elementary school is full, so the kindergartners are bussed from the elementary school to a special kindergarten center. The elementary school has a nice room set up for the kindergartners while they wait for the bus. There are puzzles, magnetic letters, dry erase boards, etc.

Jack acted happy and excited all morning. I knew Jack was feeling calm, relaxed, and a little too comfortable, when he decided to draw a mustache on his face with a black dry erase marker. Thanks for taking the picture Jess! At the moment, I really did NOT want to capture the moment. In hindsight, I'm so happy you took the picture. I am just grateful that it wasn't a black sharpie.

I thought it was funny that Jack, and two of his buddies- were also wearing brown shirts and khaki shorts. And here is the heart-breaking picture. This is last time I saw my first-born, before he officially began the LONG academic road ahead of him. It's a long and arduous journey. I'm nervous for him, excited for him, and scared for him- all at the same time. I get that sick feeling in the pit of my stomach, when I think of all the schooling ahead of him. Regardless of my feelings, school is an experience that will strengthen him and build character. Good luck Jack! We love you and know that you'll succeed at anything you committ yourself to.

Meg's First Day of Kindergarten Chaos!

2008-09-07T20:45:00.000-07:00

On Thursday, Sept 4 Jack began his first day of afternoon kindergarten. The bus was 25 minutes late, which then in turn made him about 20 minutes late for his first day of kindergarten. Welcome to kindergarten- you're twenty minutes late! Don't worry, it gets worse.

The elementary school is too crowded, so all the kindergartners are bused to a special kindergarten center. Once the bus picked up Jack (@ the elementary school), I hopped in my car and sped towards the kindergarten center. I was planning on greeting him when he stepped off the bus, and then walking him to his classroom. I had pictured in my mind the perfect farewell to my oldest child starting school.

That's when things turned upside down. I wasn't thinking clearly, since my two other children were at a sitter's house and I was already running really late. I HATE being late- especially when I am inconveniencing other people. So, I thought I was taking a shortcut, when in reality, I had forgotten about a road block a few blocks from the kindergarten center! In a nutshell, I wasn't there to greet Jack when he stepped off the bus. When I finally reached the kindergarten center, the bus was already back on the street headed towards its next destination . . . late, no doubt.

As I drove to my friend's house to pick up my other kids, the sadness sunk in. I wasn't there to walk him to his classroom and give him a hug. I later found out that as soon as the kids stepped off the bus, they were rushed into class since the buses were so late. Moms that were there hardly even had a chance to say good bye. This gave me a TINY bit of comfort, but I was still utterly devastated.

I couldn't help but cry when I reached the sitter's house to pick up my other kids. I hadn't even gotten a chance to really say goodbye. On top of that- things were so crazy for him! The buses were sooooo late, which then made him sooooo late for his first day. I was a wreck. So later that afternoon I treated myself to a large diet soda and three items off the Taco Bell menu. I felt much better afterwards.

Jack returned home from school as if he'd done it a million times. So obviously he didn't feel the same way. In fact, he feels he already knows the school system so well. When I apologized for not being there to walk him to his classroom, he said, "They wouldn't have even let you." As if to say, "you wish you could come into my classroom- as if!"

Raspberries

2008-08-30T13:39:00.000-07:00

A few weeks ago I took my kids to a local U-pick farm. That's one thing I totally missed out on when I was growing up in Arizona- there are NO U-pick farms in the desert . . . only botanical cactus gardens and red rock canyons.My kids were enthralled with the idea of picking berries. However, when it came down to it- they just wanted to pick a few and go home. Right after I snapped this photo, Lucy dumped all my hard earned raspberries onto the muddy ground! About 3/4ths of the raspberries were destroyed as I hand-shoveled them back into the bucket. Good thing I was planning on using them for jam. (Now I know why a dozen raspberries cost $4 at the grocery store, "fragile" is an understatement.)

My friend Jessica R. laughed when I told her how many raspberries I picked. So we went together early the next morning and did some serious picking of both raspberries AND basil. Now I have frozen jam and home-made pesto sitting in my freezer, waiting to be eaten in the brutal winter months that lay ahead. Aren't you jealous?

Another great season . . .

2008-08-30T13:11:00.000-07:00

The Shock finished up their third season on August 25th, with the Arena Cup Championship. Although we lost the Arena Cup, we had an amazing season. We only lost one game all year . . . well, two if you count the championship game. Despite the sad loss, we won our Division Championship. I love this picture I took on the field after the Division Championship game:Back to the Arena Cup . . . it was a sad end to a great season. Hopefully, it only made the fans hungrier. I know I am! Adam had the greatest attitude. If a team can beat us in our own, sold-out stadium with all that crazy noise and pressure- then all the power to them! It was a close, exciting, tense game and Tennessee Valley won by a two-point coversion.

One of the benefits of hosting the Arena Cup, was that we were able to attend a banquet at the landmark Davenport Hotel. It was built in 1914. It's beautiful and has tons of framed, old pictures hanging in the hotel- from the early 1900's. I felt like I was temporarily transported back in time. Anyway, here we are with the other original owners of the team:

The Nelsons and the Enloes are both great friends of ours. We have a blast together attending the games. We've grown close to both families. I feel so blessed to live near such dear, life-long friends.It was a risky decision when Adam gave up his law career to pursue a career involved with sports. But I have no regrets. Heavenly Father has blessed us tremendously. We LOVE our ward, our neighborhood, our community, my in-laws who live ten minutes away, our friends, our home. We are healthy, together, and have the most supportive friends & family. What more could a person ask for? We are blessed.

Introducing Weeze

2008-08-20T14:46:00.001-07:00

You're probably thinking we just bought a new dog . . . WRONG. A few weeks ago, the kids were playing in the front yard and the front door was wide open. I was on my computer when I heard the tinkling of a dog's collar going down my stairs. I ran downstairs to discover Weeze, curiously sniffing around our basement.

I assume this dog lives on our street since he has made numerous appearances in our yard . . . and in our home.

He has very good manners and is very gentle with the kids. Lucy is obsessed with dogs. She has a blast with him. So I sort of feel like we have the best of both worlds. I don't have to feed or clean-up anything. Yet Weeze will stop by every once in a while to play with the kids.

Owen's Mustache

2008-08-20T14:39:00.000-07:00

The other day Owen woke up from his nap with the remnants of a bloody nose. Here is the evidence:I laughed sooooo hard as he came meandering into my room. It really did look like a wanna-be mustache. He was pretty grouchy when I snapped the photo, as you can see the slight furrow of his brow. Oh my heavens, I'm still laughing just looking at the photo.

Lucy Turns TWO!

2008-08-20T13:57:00.000-07:00

On August 10th Lucy turned 2 years old. I can hardly believe it! She is growing way too fast. We celebrated on the 7th because it was my father-in-law's birthday that day. So we had a joint celebration . . . although, Lucy sort of stole the spotlight. Sorry Grandpa! Thanks for being such a good sport.

We had spagetti & meatballs, one of Lucy's favorite meals. Then we headed straight for the gifts!

Adam & Grandpa were still putting together the main gift, but heaven forbid we keep the birthday girl waiting. So she just made herself right at home while they continued putting it together. I've been wanting to get her a set of wheels for a while now.

I took Lucy to Toys R'Us a few days earlier, to see what would spark her interest. I love to have an excuse to spoil my kids. But I absolutely refuse to buy toys just for the sake of buying toys. Hence, birthdays are a great excuse. As I turned to go down the baby aisle, she started to bounce and hyperventilate . . . mission accomplished.

SO- even though she already owns about 3 babies and a stroller, she received two more AND a new stroller with an infant carrier (thanks Grandma)! One of the babies is a Dora baby, and the other baby talks and moves whenever it senses any motion. And yes, it is driving us nuts! It freaks me out when I have to run into the basement late at night, and it starts crying, "Mama- Mama!"

She covered her eyes with her hands when we presented her with the Dora cupcakes, the "fire" on the two candles freaked her out. No worries Lu, what are big brothers for?

We love our Lucy Kate. She thinks she runs the show around here . . . and she sort of does. We love you Lu-lu. We can't imagine our family without you. You bring us so much laughter and happiness. Happy Birthday! (Thanks to Grandma who momentarily turned into a circus performer to get Owen & Lucy to look up for this photograph. Look how cute it turned out!)

Shahan Reunion

2008-08-07T21:08:00.001-07:00

The last week and a half in July was a crazy, fun-filled, lots of driving, family-filled week. We spent the first part in Utah visiting my family. And the second half in Idaho with Adam's family.

First, I'll highlight the Shahan Reunion. Five of the six daughters were able to attend. We rarely get together- especially with all our kids! So it was heaven to just visit and let the kids play in my parents enormous backyard. The grandkids got along so well! It was surreal to see all of our children playing together. When we were kids, we used to always imagine what the future would be like. We would play MASH in the car while we were traveling, make up stories for each other about how we'd meet our husbands. And now it's here! Life goes by way too fast.

One evening, we went to my sister's in-laws' home in Alpine. They set up a 120 foot slip'n side down a HUGE hill in their backyard. Jack was in heaven! Here he is speeding down.

The main highlight, was a day-trip my family took to Thatcher, Idaho. Thatcher is an itty, bitty farming town 45 minutes north of Logan. My family lived there for 14 years. However, I, being the youngest, was only 5 when we moved. So I had the city upbringing in Mesa. For my older sisters though, this was where their childhood happened!

The farm where we lived is meaningful for more reasons though. My ancestors purchased the land behind the farm in the mid 1800's. When my maternal grandmother passed away, she left about 83 acres to my sisters and our 4 cousins.

We all thought it would be fun to go visit the land we lived on for so long- and the land my sisters and I partially own. We imagine building a cabin on it someday, but I think it's mostly wishful thinking. It's in the middle of nowhere! But it's beautiful, and it means something to us.

There's a beautiful, fresh water creek that runs through it- and a gorgeous waterfall with a rock bridge above it. The land is overgrown with brush and is hard to access. So we all had to load up into the big, strong vehicles. The older grandkids got to ride in Grandpa's pick-up truck.

It really was amazing to explore the gorgeous land and to think that my own ancestors played on it over 100 years ago. We all took off our shoes (or at least the brave ones did, the water was frigid), and splashed around in the creek. My Dad said it was clean enough to drink. But I wasn't that brave. My sister and I dared each other to drink some. I cheated though and just swished it in my mouth, then spit it out.
I had such a great time being with my family. When my sisters and I get together- we cannot seem to get enough of each other. Our husbands say we're just like a "clique." I think they sort of get left out. I guess that's to be expected if you marry into a family with six daughters. We're extremely close and try to take advantage of every possible moment together. If any of you are reading this, I love you and hope we get together again next summer!

I'll do a post soon on our Nebeker Reunion which was a blast, but I lost my camera so I'm waiting for pics from relatives. I'm sorry I have to keep you all in supense! (ha, ha, ha)

More milestones for Jack

2008-07-20T20:46:00.000-07:00

This past week Jack read these books:All because of this book . . . (and a lot of motherly tutoring, ofcourse):
For the past year, I've been working with Jack.

On a good day, our routine is 1. Lunch, 2. Put Owen & Lucy down for naps, and 3. Cuddle together on the couch and do reading lessons. I have the greatest memories from all those many afternoons together. Because:

1. Jack always got it, so I never had a chance to lose my patience with him. (Okay, there were a few times. I'm not a perfect mother.)

2. He would always laugh sooooo hard. For some reason, with just the two of us working on reading, I could always get him to laugh really hard. Sometimes, a little bit too hard if you know what I mean. (He doesn't have the strongest bladder control when it comes to laughter.) The stories in the book are silly. So between the goofy stories, and poking fun at his mispronunciation of words- we had a hoot together.

I love that sweet boy. He is so smart it almost scares me sometimes. I REALLY have to watch myself around him because he doesn't miss a beat.

Oh, and on a side note. He finished yet another round of swim lessons. I think it was his second session this summer . . or was it his third? I can't remember because he's done so many in the past few years. The important thing, is that he can now swim horizontally with his head ABOVE water and actually move. (Previously, he would dunk and just sort of move around underwater without really going anywhere.) I'm not sure which I'm happier about: the fact that he can swim, or the realization that I no longer have to drive him to swim lessons anymore.

TA DA!!!

Snake Safari

2008-07-08T20:53:00.000-07:00

Monday evening we took the kids down to the river to skip rocks and play on their favorite, huge, boulders which they've dubbed "Pirates Rocks."

As we were leaving, an enormous Bull Snake was slithering it's way across the trail right at our feet! Adam quickly grabbed his phone to take a picture, and got way too close to the snake. With me yelling for him to step away, while simultaneously holding Lucy and scooting the boys back as they tried to follow in their Dad's footsteps . . . the snake slipped off the trail and into the brush before Adam was able to snap a photo.

I didn't have much time to feel guilty about not letting Adam get a photo. Because- two seconds later, 50ft. down the trail we spotted ANOTHER snake on the trail, exactly like the first one. Fortunately, I had calmed down enough to let Adam take a photo.

I'd never seen snakes this large in the wild before (they were over three feet long--kind of hard to tell how big they were from the picture). It was quite thrilling to see two within a minute of each other. I was ecstatic for Jack & Owen. They were in awe! They're at the age where they can look at snake/bug/animal picture books for hours. So to see two, large, snakes in real life was quite a treat.

If you're interested in a snake safari at the river, we recommend going around 7 in the evening.

Fourth of July Weekend

2008-07-06T23:15:00.000-07:00

We had a fun-filled weekend, to say the least. We kept it busy, trying to live up to Jack's expectations. He LIVES for holidays and thrives on constant celebration during, on, and around each holiday.

Thursday, the day before the fourth, we took the kids to Manito Park. It is gorgeous! My favorite part was the Rose Garden. I could have spent hours there. I also fell in love with the Japanese Garden. But the kids' loved the duck pond. We came fully prepared with bread for the ducks. (Lucy loves saying "duck" now!)

Friday finally arrived! Jack and Owen had been anxious all week. We had a picnic at the park with friends and then headed to our town's small parade. The kids LOVE it because candy gets thrown on the street. Owen was quite aggressive and kept right up there with the "big" kids. I was so proud of him. Whenever we tell Owen to "smile" for the camera, he squints his eyes. Pictured below is a perfect example:

Friday evening we headed over to some friends' house for a BBQ. We had lots of laughs and way too much good food.

Sometime on Thursday, Adam and I came up with the brilliant idea of making a HUGE flag cake for the fourth. I was already planning on making an American Flag sheet cake from my favorite cookbook (The Barefoot Contessa: Family Style). I love this cookbook, author, and TV show so much- that I've had numerous dreams where I'm actually cooking with Ina Garten. Crazy, I know.

Anyway! We quadrupled, yes- quadrupled the recipe. After a trip to Costco, and a few extra trips to Alberstons for more berries, and more butter- we had our finished product. We were literally decorating up until the last minute possible. I'm a huge fan of The Next Food Network Star, and I seriously felt like a contestant on the show as I hurried to put the berries on the cake in an organized fashion. We baked four sheet cakes, put them together and wa-la, the finished product:

Saturday we drove out to Coeur d'Alene and hiked Tubbs Hill. Our kids did great on the two-mile hike. I was so impressed by them. Their complaining didn't kick in until the very end. The weather was amazing! It was pure heaven, especially for the boys.

We had a great holiday weekend. Unfortunately, my house suffered as a consequence. So you can only imagine what I'll be doing all day tomorrow.

Summer Swimming

2008-07-02T14:54:00.000-07:00

One of my summer goals, has been to take my kids swimming at least once a week. It's quite an ordeal to pack up 3 kids, load them in the car, and drive 10 minutes to the YMCA. I never realized how spoiled I was as a child, having a pool in my own back yard.
Having grow-up in the valley of the sun, I feel an immense pressure to teach my kids to swim at an early age. Jack, age 5, is finally swimming! He's starting a second session of swim lessons on Monday. I'm confident it will be the finishing touch on his swimming skills.

JACK:

OWEN:LUCY:

Livin' on Love

2008-06-29T23:17:00.000-07:00

Tomorrow, June 30th, Adam and I celebrate our seventh wedding anniversary. For old times' sake, here's a photo taken shortly after we became officially engaged:Here's how we met: one of my room-mates (a close, dear, life-long friend) was dating his room-mate and close friend of his. It was early Septemeber 2000, the night before classes started fall semester at BYU Provo. The first time I laid eyes on this blue-eyed boy, was in my apartment that night. I had just walked in from ward prayer and ta-da! There was my future love, sitting on the ground playing cards with Danna & Brady, the afore mentioned "friends." Six months later in March 01 we became officially engaged. And three months later on June 30th, on a hot sunny day with the temperature reaching a scorching 113 degress- we wed in the Mesa, Arizona temple. And yes, I was cruel enough to have everyone wear black, except for me. Oh, and I let my nieces wear lilac. Despite the red, flushed faces, the pictures turned out well.I always tell Adam that I got the better end of the bargain. He is WAY nicer than me. I think I've corrupted him somewhat though. Here are some things I adore about my husband:

- He is a neat freak and perfectionist. If you come over on a birthday, he'll be decorating the cake. Why? Because he's a perfectionist. I am so proud of this cake he did for Owen's third birthday last December. It was "Cars" themed:

He sort of forgot to mention to me before we got married, that he's an amazing artist. I discovered some sketches of his and was literally shocked. He has serious talent. One of these days when we have more time and money, he's taking art classes.

- I could not ask for a better father for my children. The first thing he does when he walks in the door, is let the kids attack him. He has played countless games of hide'n-go-seek, I-spy, Uno, Candyland, Chutes'n Ladders, karachibamba, and "gopher's mystery box" (the last two are games entirely of his creation). Dare I admit he's the one who has taught Lucy the majority of her words? He tells the kids the best stories and has recurring characters.

- He rubs my feet whenever I want. I am spoiled rotten. The feet rubbing usually comes with minimal to zero complaining. Pretty great, I know. I do let him watch sports while he does it though. So it's a fair deal.

- He never complains. I'll admit, I am a complainer. But I really think I've improved since I married him. Adam's motto is all about, live life, life is good, things could be worse, you get the idea. I love this about him. I stress, he doesn't. Perfect.

- I LOVE his laugh. Adam's laugh is sort-of quiet and well, I really can't describe it. But it's the cutest, best laugh and I love it when I'm the one who causes it. But it's usually one of his buddies. I'm okay with that though. Just as long as I get to hear it.

- He gets up with the kids every morning. Always has, and always will . . . I think. I don't know that he's capable of sleeping in, lucky for me.

- He makes me laugh. Need I say more? Especially when I am really not in the mood to laugh, he manages to find a way. Don't you just hate that?

I am so blessed to be married to such an amazing, remarkable person. I really feel like he is too good to be true. I love sooo many things about him that I didn't mention, but we'll save them for another post. In closing, here is our engagement picture. Happy Anniverary Love.

Lucy's Vocab. Update

2008-06-29T22:49:00.000-07:00

I had to do a quick update on Lucy's vocabulary. She's to the point where she will repeat anything you tell her to say. Although, "Jack" sounds more like "Gak." Here are some words she has mastered:

- "tickle, tickle" (she runs up to you and "tickles" you, I almost melt from sheer preciousness)

- "book" (she is obsessed with books and can often be found "reading" to herself, it's third child syndrome, poor Lu. She is constantly shoving books into our laps, faces, arms. It is very difficult to practice the piano. As soon as I sit anywhere, I am bombarded with books. I then feel like THEE worst mother if I don't stop whatever I'm doing and read to her.)

- "nuk" (pronouce it as you would the binky brand, nuk. This means MILK. She is a milk addict and we've had to start limiting her intake. We go through 5 gallons a week! Some friends have suggested we buy a cow . . . if only we lived on a farm.)

- "car" (At Target, she hyperventilates on the boy aisle with all the tonka trucks, as much as she does on the girly aisle with the baby dolls. She has two older brothers, it's a hopeless case.)

I dream a dream

2008-06-19T20:39:00.000-07:00

I am ecstatic. My kids ate their dinner tonight. I literally wanted to hop on the table and do the chicken dance I was so happy! Instead, I took a picture. We have a "no toys at the table" rule. But Owen looked so darn cute & ridiculous, I couldn't bring myself to take them away.I have wonderful, obedient, sensitive, children. However, when it comes to eating- they're not so great. They are extremely picky and I totally take responsibility. I used to cater to their young, immature taste buds. Then #3 came along and life changed. I am the meanest mom in the world at dinner time. I turn into Dr. Jekyl if they give me a hard time. I've even resorted to the "starving kids in Africa" talk, and my kids are under 5! Any advice? They ate their dinner tonight without too much hullaballoo. So maybe my threats are actually working!We are really strict about table manners, or at least I think so. Dinner time is meant to be a relaxing, bonding time. But in our house it's quite stressful.1. No toys allowed at, on, or near the table during mealtime.
2. The boys often fight over the coveted chair with arm rests, which also sits at the head of the table. First one there wins.
3. If it's not chicken nuggets or quesadilla, then pure chaos ensues with tears, screaming, and running in place. (I've actually boycotted chicken nuggets in the house because they get enough fake, processed food as it is. It takes just as much time to whip up eggs & toast which is REAL food.)They must then go to their bed and return only with their best behavior and a smile. Sometimes, I'll make my kids smile when they're in the depths of despair. It is hilarious! I highly recommend it for your own amusement. You deserve it.
4. No milk, juice, or snacks if they don't eat dinner. We don't FORCE them to eat. And it's not like I make exotic, spicy dishes. (We're talking about lasagna here! And only 5 bites!) Anyway, there's no munching on goldfish or cheez-its if they don't eat. At bedtime if they're absolutely starving, we'll let them have a piece of whole wheat bread and water . . . if we're feeling nice. Is that too mean?
5. The Food Pyramid. I've explained to my kids how they need food from each food group every day. This really helps! Jack now loves broccoli and carrot sticks. The transformation seemed to occur shortly after teaching him the Food Pyramid.
6. The kids must stay in their chair while eating. You might think this one is a given- but with two boys, it's NOT. Sitting in your chair, with your legs in front (and not hanging off to the side) is a HUGE challenge in and of itself. They've actually mastered this one. I'm quite proud of them. They get so easily distracted. So they really have come a long way with this one.

Jack has really improved with his table manners over the years. He is always asking me if something is healthy or not.

Owen is only 3 and still quite picky. We continue to persevere!

Lucy is an awsome eater- our best yet. She takes after me, what can I say?

I dream that someday my children will have exquisite table manners, an educated pallete, and an appreciation for all different types of flavors.

Milestones for Jack

2008-06-19T20:05:00.000-07:00

Last week was an eventful one for my five-year old Jack. He finished swim lessons. He's taken many sessions at the YMCA over the past few years. I am proud to announce, that he is no longer a ray, and is now a starfish! For those of you not familiar with YMCA lingo- it is quite an accomplishment. He is swimming, but I don't know how safe I'd feel about him jumping into the deep end. He's hilarious when he swims. First, he'll belly flop into the water from standing position. Then, he flails his arms around like a crazy person. It is pure enterainment. I just sit there watching him, with a huge grin on my face. I'll post a swimming picture soon!!! My batteries died at his last lesson. I recently bought him goggles, and now he's even more hilarious. He loves them so much, he wears them around the house.Jack also graduated from preschool! He's been in a co-op preschool for the past two years, where about six moms, including myself, took turns teaching at our houses. He has thoroughly enjoyed preschool. I was sad to see it end. It was a slap in the face to me, that he is growing up . . . and it's happening way too fast. Here is Jack with his colleagues (Jack, Eden, Andrew, Naleah, Caleb, Kaylee). They were the sweetest, easiest, loveliest kids. I'll miss them!Pictured above is Jack with my dear friend Jessica. She's the pre-kindergarten guru who spearheaded the co-up two years in a row. Thanks for all the extra work you did Jess! I appreciate it.
The entire graduation ceremony only lasted about an hour. As we walked to the car afterwards, Jack was on the verge of tears saying it was "too short." Poor Jack, life is so hard. Why can't parties be longer?!?

Weekend in Seattle

2008-06-16T20:28:00.000-07:00

We went to Seattle over the weekend. We had a blast! Our kids were great during the entire trip. Or maybe it's because there were no distractions. They had our full attention and we had an amazing time. Here are some of the highlights:We went to the zoo first thing Thursday afternoon. After visiting the zoo, I can totally relate to animal rights' activists. The animals were incredible! An orangutan came right up to the glass and interacted with an elderly lady, who was apparently an ex-zoo worker and good friend to the orangutan. It was amazing!!! Dare I admit I got choked up watching it? I felt sooooo lucky to see the interaction between them.

For the boys, half the fun was staying in the hotel. They loved looking at the high rises and the busy street down below. They were often perched here in the windowsill.

We walked so much, yet Jack did not complain ONCE. I was so proud of him. While Owen and Lucy were pushed around town like kings and queens, he was practically jogging to keep up with us. He was such a trooper! No matter where we were downtown, Jack always managed to find a stick larger than him. He also managed to almost take a few strangers' eye balls out.
Friday was a full day. We visited Pike Place Market with its famous fish throwers, the aquarium, and we took a boat tour on the Puget Sound. Here we are at Pike Place Market with all the fish, and at the aquarium.
During the boat tour, the boys were in boat heaven. The sound was busy with barges, fire boats, container ships, cranes, sail boats, and cruise ships. The picture below says it all.
On Saturday we took the monorail (which in and of itself was a HUGE deal for the kids) to the Childrens Science Center/Museum. It was spectacular, yet we only had half a day. The kids got to see a LIVE demonstration of a boa constrictor, ride bumper cars, and other hands-on stuff that they thrive on because they're kids.We had such a magnificent time. I'm already begging Adam to take us on another weekend get away. If you're considering it- I highly recommend one

Happy Fathers Day!

2008-06-11T14:15:00.001-07:00

We are headed to Seattle for the weekend. So I decided to go ahead and wish my Dad a Happy Father's Day! This picture represents so many wonderful memories. First of all, my Dad literally built our family's ski boat in our backyard, when I was about 8 or 9 years old. It's still running great to this day.

Every summer, my family would rent a house on the Colorado River, which is literally the border between California and Arizona. (Here we are, on the river!) We would bring our boat and ski till we dropped dead. So thankyou Dad, for investing in great family vacations. I was spoiled rotten and I realize it now. The beach house in San Diego, the condo at Brianhead, taking us to snow ski resorts since we lived in the desert, the endless waterskiing trips. Whenever I listen to the Beach Boys or Buddy Holly, I am instantly taken back to one of those places. My Dad is the most well-rounded guy I know. Here's a bit about my Dad:

1. He's a real cowboy. Not the kind that wears boots and big hats everywhere. He's actually a very nice dresser. You would never guess that he was on the rodeo team at BYU and then continued to calf-rope when I was a baby, to help support our family financially.

2. He has an opinion on everything. I believe that's a good thing. With him, it is either black or white. There is no in-between, wishy washy nonsense. I LOVE this about my Dad. I feel like I can ask him anything, on any subject, and I'll receive a great, to-the-point answer. He is not apathetic about anything.

3. He's the smartest guy I know. He is always reading. His mother was a reader, he's a reader, and I like to consider myself a reader as well. But he's not into novels or fiction. He's into history, biographies, documentaries. He is brilliant and his mind simply cannot get enough information.

4. In case you didn't infer earlier about building our family's boat, he can fix or build anything. He worked as a mechanic when he and my Mom were newlyweds attending BYU.

5. He's the hardest worker I know. I have never seen my Dad sleep in. He was a farmer the majority of his life. So he had to work some crazy hours. Thank you Dad, for those many sleepless nights.

6. I was known in my family for always asking "stupid" questions. But my Dad NEVER told me a question was stupid. Sometimes I would ask him the same question twice, just because it was oddly comforting to hear the answer a few times. My Dad was so great and never let on that he was even slightly annoyed.

7. My Dad taught me to appreciate good food. I can honestly say there is not one food I dislike. Maybe it's because I'm a farmer's daughter- but I love everything! (spinach, broccoli, onions, asparagus, green beans, you name it, I'll eat it.) I owe my good eating habits to my Dad. He took the time to explain what it means to appreciate different types and different flavors. I'm trying to instill the same mentality into my own children, but it isn't going so well.
I love you Dad! Thankyou for all the hard work you did to support six daughters. And thankyou for always kissing us on the cheek the instant you walked in the door- to see if we'd been "nice" or "naughty" that day. I have the best memories and I owe them all to you.

Two Little Indians

2008-06-10T17:24:00.000-07:00

Today Owen & Lucy sat on the kitchen table, and took turns painting war paint on each other's faces.

Reality Check . . . I've Been Tagged!!!

2008-06-06T08:58:00.001-07:00

So, it's 10:30pm right now as I type this post. I just walked in the door from a girls' night. (Happy Birthday Shar & Danna!) My husband is absorbed in an ESPN Classics football game and my dear friend Jessica A. tagged me. Here it goes!!!

1. THE FRIDGE
I would LOVE to have a fridge with a handy, built-in ice maker on the door. Heaven forbid I have to open up the freezer, rummage my hand around in the box, and grab some ice cubes, which then (conveniently) stick to my fingers as I transfer them to my cup. ANYWAY- that having been said, I actually love this fridge. It keeps things freeeeezing cold, just how I like it. And, it only cost $100 from the previous owners of our home. Can't beat the price. Vanilla Activia Yogurt is my recent fridge addiction. I'm anti-clutter, yet I make an exception for my kids' drawings and the chore chart. My kids love to see their sticker progress.

2. THE CLOSET
My (somewhat) folded clothes are straight ahead, and above. My husband's 30-odd T-shirts are to the right and above. He cannot seem to part with his T-shirts. He only wears about 3 of them. I think it used to be a hobby of his, to collect as many free T-shirts as possible. I'm not kidding. This picture makes me realize we desperately need a shoe rack. But would it do any good when my 22-month old daughter is obsessed with shoes?

3. THE SINK
You can probably infer from the pizza cutter, that my family had pizza for dinner. We LOVE Papa Murphy's. It's dangerous having one so close to our house. Being the nice mother & wife that I am, I ordered a pizza and even baked it so my husband would have less work while I was out.

4. THE TOILET
My boys' toilet actually stays cleaner than ours . . . hmmmm, go figure.

5. FAVORITE SHOES
I'm going to confess something about my feet . . . I'm kind of vain about them. I like my toes and I like that my feet are narrow with a high arch. I'm allowed to like something about my body, right? Well, I feel that these shoes complement those features.

6. FAVORITE ROOM
This is the first room I see when I walk in the door. I love it because 1. it does NOT have a television. This room is strictly about family and conversation 2. it's our gathering place where we read books, play games, have family home evening. This is where we spend the most time together as a family. I recently bought the kids Connect Four . . . as you might have noticed.

This room actually has tons of meaning- the couches were our first major purchase after law school. It was such a big deal to have new furniture! The rug was a house-warming gift from my in-laws. The piano came about from my long, hard search on Craig's List for a great deal. The long, framed art is a painting of Williamsburg, VA where we lived for 3 years and have many wonderful memories. I really only try to decorate with things that have sentimental value. I'm not saying that I always do. But I really try to stick to decor that has REAL meaning to me and my family.

7. WHAT ARE YOUR KIDS DOING RIGHT NOW?

My sweet angels are sleeping. Adam and I love to tuck them in before we go to bed. Jack is always sprawled out on top of his covers. So, you can tell he was REALLY tired since he's still under them. Owen is ALWAYS completely under his covers, clutching his blankies that he MUST have. Under no circumstances will you find Owen on top of his covers. And then there's Lu-lu, who tends to be somewhere in between.

8. THE LAUNDRY ROOM

My laundry room is screaming for a make-over. We've had our old washer and dryer sitting in there for who knows how long? They do make for great shelf space though. When we finished our basement, we decided to save a buck and leave the laundry room as is. I'm kind of regretting it. Technically, it just needs to be textured. But it was so poorly taped!!! The floor is cement and the walls were HORRIBLY done. The top half of the wall sticks out farther than the bottom half. I think we're going to need to take an ax to this room one of these days.

9. SELF-PORTRAIT

Since my eyes are different shades of brown, my eyes always look so freaky in pictures.

10. DREAM VACATION

Where do I start? I have so many places I dream of visiting. It's been my dream since I was a little girl to visit Ireland. San Diego is another place that I would love to visit. However, I've been there numerous times. It was our family's favorite vacation hotspot. We would rent a beach house for a week, boogie board to our heart's content, and eat Mexican food, sea food, shrimp cocktail, it was wonderful. I would love to share the San Diego experience with my kids someday. I LOVE to travel so there are few places I wouldn't like to see. I would love to visit Europe, the Caribbean, Hawaii. The list is endless!

Anyone who is reading this- I dare you to try the reality check (especially Danna and Shar)! No altering anything!!!

What Happens in Dallas . . .

2008-05-30T21:45:00.000-07:00

This past weekend I went to Dallas for a sisters weekend. All five of my older sisters went also! We literally flew in from all four corners of the country (Massachusetts, Washington, Arizona, California, and Arkansas.) None of us were nursing OR pregnant, which is quite a big deal in a family of six daughters.

(From left to right in case you're curious: Robyn, me, Leigh, Laurie, Rebecca, Mikki)
We had such a GREAT time. I really think these get away trips make me a better mother. They rejuvenate me and remind me of how much I love my children. Our weekend in Dallas consisted of shopping, eating out, more shopping, eating out, laughing, and talking, talking, talking. We are NEVER at a loss of words. There is always something juicy to talk about in my family. It is such a comfort to have 5 people who know you SO well . . . almost better than you know yourself unfortunately.
Here we are at a Dallas hot spot eating some fried pickles! They were actually really good. One of our favorite things to do is eat.

We're all total hams in my family, so we had a blast having a karaoke night. Thanks for buying the singstar game Mikki! Here are Robyn and Mikki jammin' out.

I am very blessed to have these 5 amazing people in my life. They have always been there for me in times of trial. They have made me largely in part, who I am today. I feel so blessed to be the youngest, and to have had so much great advice and counsel. I love all of you. I've been sad all week because I'm going through "sister withdrawals." Being the youngest, I think I'm much more attached than the rest of them.

My Mom

2008-05-12T20:09:00.000-07:00

Sunday evening we had a special FHE about mothers. We were at my in-laws home and we each went around and shared a special memory about our Mom. I had barely spoken 3 words when I got all emotional and started crying. (And I am NOT a pretty person when I cry.) Just thinking about my Mother makes me want to burst into sobs. They're sobs of gratitude and humility- and a little bit of sadness for not being as helpful as I should have been. I think it's because now that I'm a mother, I TRULY realize how difficult it can be. I don't think I every fully thanked her for the amazing example she set for me. So here are a few things I wanted to thank her for:

- Thankyou for having me! Especially considering I was your sixth and last child, and your second C-section. You have a lovely scar across your tummy in remembrance of me.

- Thankyou for making me that darling tiger costume in the 6th grade- which even won the "cutest costume" award in my class. I was so proud of it! I wish I had a picture of the costume to show everyone reading this. However, my Mom loves me so much, she can't seem to part with any of my baby or childhood photos. I was shocked I happened to have the photo above!

- Thankyou for driving me to all those piano lessons (and on behalf of my other sisters- violin lessons, cello lessons, golfing lessons, dance practice, diving practice, cheer practice, and more)

- Thankyou for picking me up and taking me to Taco Bell for lunch- all those many, many times when I was in junior high and having a hard time (this was the experience I got all emotional about during FHE). I would call you and you'd be right there.

- Thankyou for staying youthful! When all the other Moms didn't want to get wet, or get dirty- you were always the first to jump in on the fun. You didn't care about getting your hair wet- or about anything except enjoying the moment. I hope I never grow too old to participate in activites with my kids or grandkids. You are the perfect example of this.

- Thankyou for always buying me a strawberry cream cheese croissant at Java City Cafe, after all those painful orthodontist appointments. Despite the pain- I always managed to choke down one of those yummy croissants.

- Thankyou for coming into my room late at night, after I was in bed, and visiting with me. I never outgrew you "tucking" me in.

- Thankyou for being there for all those sick nights. You were right there- changing my sheets, fetching me soda and saltine crackers, scrubbing the carpet. Whenever I was sick, I loved having you nearby.

- Thankyou for buying me my senior prom dress. It was a white, empire waist, Jessica McClintock and I called it my "Jane Austen" dress. It looked like something Gwenyth Paltrow would have worn in Emma. It was expensive too. You even let me pick out gorgeous white, satin shoes to match. I am so grateful you let me enjoy my senior prom to the fullest.

- Thankyou for your endless supply of energy. I'm still in awe of how you managed to accomplish so much in one day. After a crazy, hectic day, I remember you asking me at about 8 pm, "Hey honey- let's run to Dillards really fast!" This would happen numerous times. Where does all that energy come from MOM? Please share your secret.

- Thankyou for encouraging me when I was scared to try new things. I don't know if I would have ever learned to snow ski or water ski, if you hadn't been right there encouraging me.

- Thankyou for sharing your testimony of the gospel with me. You and Dad are incredible examples. Neither of you came from ideal LDS homes. The choices you have made are a living example of your testimony.

- Thankyou for putting your family first. (Although- I think you should have put yourself a little bit higher on the totem pole.) I have memories of your old, beat-up sandals and your worn purses, because you could care less. I appreciate the example you set of where our priorities should be.

- Thankyou for NEVER complaining. You NEVER acted like a victim. This is something I struggle with. I always think of you, because you never thought of yourself and only thought about your husband and kids. You are the epitome of selflessness.

I love you Mom. I could come up with many more memories. I apologize for all those nights that I used homework as an excuse so I wouldn't have to do the dishes. I apologize for complaining about not getting to buy some stupid, materialistic object. I could probably make an ever longer list of apologies! I adore you Mom. I am blessed beyond description to have you as my Mother.

Cinco de Mayo

2008-05-06T14:41:00.000-07:00

I am proud to announce that we celebrated Cinco de Mayo. We had Grandma & Grandpa Nebeker, and Uncle Tyler over for a full-blown fiesta. I made chicken enchiladas with roasted tomatillo chile salsa (they were a lot of work), spicy black beans, yellow rice, and guacamole. I need to start remembering to photograph the dishes I prepare!!!

Grandma brought over a much anticipated pinata.

After whacking it several times, Jack asked, "Is this pinata made of metal?"

Adam finally brought the pinata to its ultimate ruin. Much to my happiness, Grandma had stuffed it with granola bars, fruit snacks, and rice krispie treats. I was delighted. Even though those items are still way too sugary- it was better than suckers and Skittles. Jack wasn't quite as impressed. As the somewhat "healthy" items exploded everywhere, Jack exlaimed in disappointment, "Awwww, granola bars?!?" He might as well have said, "Are you kidding me? Granola bars in a pinata?"

Camping with Dad

2008-05-06T14:27:00.001-07:00

Adam went camping with the Young Men recently (April 25-26) and took the boys along. They had sooo much fun. By the time they had set up their tent and roasted their hot dogs, it was bedtime. As the boys were changing into their pajamas in the car, Jack exclaimed, "I'm exhausted!"
Meanwhile, Lucy and I were feeling lonely and weird in a house so quiet. I was thrilled to receive a phone call from Jack and Owen- straight from their sleeping bags.

The highlight of camping for Jack and Owen was finding deer poop. They spent the entire evening finding piles of it. Aren't boys great? They're so easily entertained.

How much do you love me?

2008-04-25T14:08:00.000-07:00

This morning Jack and I were visiting in the kitchen. I am so sick over my kids (in a good way, I'm obsessed with their cuteness). Anyway, I spontaneously grabbed Jack and hugged him tightly. He already reaches my armpits practically, so I have to take advantage and get as many hugs and kisses as I possibly can. Our conversation is as follows:

Me: "I love you to the moon and back!" (I was being a cheeseball, I know.)

Me again: "How much do you love me?"

Jack: "Um, I love you, like- medium."

Our trip to Utah

2008-04-23T13:44:00.000-07:00

This past week we visited Utah. We had a great time. For an entire week, I was off the hook when it came to preparing meals, entertaining my kids, doing laundry, and cleaning. My wonderful Mom did it all for me. Here are some highlights from the trip:

My parents own a horse named Josie and the boys LOVE to "feed" her as well as ride her.

Here's Jack riding Josie with Grandpa Shahan.

In case you're wondering why there aren't any photos of me on Josie, there's two reasons. 1. Josie has A LOT of energy and isn't fully broken. 2. I had a terrifying, horse-back riding experience when I was 17 years old and living in Argentina. You'd think since my Father is an amazing jockey and calf-roper, that I'd have it in me. Nope, sorry to disappoint. But I think the horse blood runs stronger in my older sisters. Anyway, the scary Argentine experience could be it's own post so I'll spare the details.

On a new note, we visited the coolest dinosaur museum! Here we are the the IMAX theatre in the museum, looking like idiots with our 3D glasses on. (If only the theatre had sold popcorn and M&Ms!) Lucy checked out before it even began.

The boys favorite part of the museum was the hands-on area (surprise, surprise.) My Mom, Lucy, and I took off to Cafe Rio while Adam stayed at the museum for a long time. I hope the boys realize how good they have it, when their Dad chooses their interests over Cafe Rio. Here they are playing in the sand and digging for dinosaur bones. Owen had a meltdown when it was time to leave. Sorry Owen, but people do need to eat as well as play.

We also visited Adam's siblings in Utah. Adam's older sister Marcole (a.k.a. Aunt Coco) is a dream aunt. Not only does she spoil them rotten with her love and undivided attention, but she also bought them each their own bubble gun. Here is Lucy . . . with someone else's bubble wand. Doesn't she look guilty, yet so incredibly cute too?

Some other fun things we did, were visit BYU Campus, Temple Square, the Bean Museum (just north of campus- it's free and has TONS of stuffed animals, from bison to lions. Thanks for the tip Jess!) We also visited some of our dearest friends from law school, the Willoughbys. And I'm kicking myself for not getting a picture with them! I also went shopping with my Mom a few times, and Adam got to go golfing with my Dad. And ofcourse, we never visit Utah without eating at Tucanos- a Brazilian restaurant where Adam is in pure bliss. It was a great vacation! Sorry this wasn't the most exciting post, but I do have to archive the memories.

JACK

2008-04-08T21:06:00.000-07:00

Jack has recently made some interesting comments:
One evening, as he and Owen were playing, he said in a very serious tone, "Owen, a gasser is like dust that smells like poop."
Another night, as I was putting him to bed, he said, "I don't like going to bed. It's my favorite thing that I DON'T like to do."

Jack LOVES being photographed. Here here is about to plunge down our stairs in a card-board box . . . for the millionth time. We love our Jack!!!

Owenisms, Lucyisms, and Jackisms

2008-03-30T20:55:00.000-07:00

Adam and his parents were watching a basketball game this weekend. When they asked Owen if he was for the "red" team or the "white" team, he answered very matter-of-factly,

"Well, I'm for the coach actually."

I am proud to announce to the world that my daughter does speak English and is no longer limited to "alien talk" as I like to call it. Adam taught her to say "circle." It sounds more like, "cir-ca" when she says it. Not the most exciting word, I know- but I'm thrilled!!! (Her vocabulary now includes: Mama, Dada, and cir-ca.)

Jack is so excited that a Walgreens is being built near our house. He is fascinated each time we drive by and see the progression that has been made. When he was younger, he always got confused and called it, "Green Walls." I wish I'd never corrected him.

Easter

2008-03-23T21:52:00.000-07:00

I've never really been into the whole idea of the Easter Bunny. I simply could not muster up enough imagination as a child, to picture a bunny delivering Easter baskets full of goodies. So the Easter Bunny is pretty much non-existant in our house. Nonetheless, one of my dearest friends (Danna) called me up during the week. Her kids were wanting to visit the Easter Bunny at the mall. Both of our husbands were out of town, and so we depend on each other to keep our sanity while being single Moms. So I loaded up my kids and headed to the mall.

I was too lazy to take Owen and Lucy out of their strollers, so I beckoned the "Easter Bunny" to leave his garden wonderland. I think my kids look pretty darn cute with their bunny ears on, don't you?

On Saturday our ward primary held it annual Easter Egg Hunt. Adam had to give Owen a bit of a prep talk since last year he barely managed to get a few eggs. Owen's response was, "I- I- I'm going to be rocket fast!"

On Sunday Adam's parents had us over for an amazing meal. I totally regret not taking a picture because my mother-in-law always makes holidays so special. The table was completely decked out in bunny-galore. We feasted on a REAL Honey Baked Ham, Mormon potatoes, corn, rolls, green salad, fruit with dip, and LOTS of Easter Candy. We then had Family Home Evening to remind us about the true meaning of Easter. It was a beautiful Holiday.

St. Patrick's Day

2008-03-19T09:42:00.000-07:00

The morning started out with me expressing to my children, over breakfast, how vitally important it is to wear green on St. Patrick's Day. I threatened them that other people might pinch them if they don't. (Thank goodness their pajamas happen to be green!)

I tried the best I could to explain our Irish heritage, but I think that went through one ear, and out the other. I searched all over for a shamrock cookie cutter and could NOT find one. No matter. They had more fun making airplanes, sailboats, hearts, and stars. Just as long as they were green. (J.F.Y.I, Lucy was wearing a green hoodie but it had to be removed during the kneading of the dough.)

My mother is an amazing cook and she always made the traditional Irish meal on St. Patricks day: corned beef, cabbage, potatoes, and carrots. My husband doesn't care for this meal too much. So I never go through the effort of making it. Yet I always end up missing it and feeling very un-festive. I'm determined that from now on I'll make it, even if I'm the only person in my family who eats it.
I am so fortunate that one of my dearest friends treats every holiday like it's Christmas. I was pouting at church on Sunday, the day before, feeling completely sorry for myself, and she instantly invited us over for dinner on St. Patrick's Day.
On the drive to their house, Lucy put on my sunglasses- upside down I might add. She is such a diva! She LOVES sunglasses and actually keeps them on. I really need to get her some shades.

The meal was absolutely amazing. I never expect anything less when I eat at the Romney household. Every bite completely hit the spot. I think I made a comment after each bite I took because it was soooooooo yummy! Here are the men and some of the kids, wearing their festive leprachaun ears.

Owen and his buddy Seth had the distinguished honor of eating at the kid's table.

Jessica even made Irish Soda Bread, which was sooooo fantastic. I had no idea it was so delicious. It was almost sweet with a muffin-like texture. I had to have a picture in remembrance of the bread. I think I might have eaten the entire bowl.

I wish I could just depend on Jessica for every minor holiday- wouldn't that be great?!? All the fun and memories without the work, how wonderful. I did bring two liters of green soda I might add.

Davy Jones

2008-03-09T10:21:00.000-07:00

Jack and Owen have a Davy Jones pirate figurine that they love (thanks to Aunt Coco!). Last night, after I put them to bed, I noticed that it was laying at the foot of Owen's bottom, bunk bed. But I didn't pay any more attention to it.

Adam went in to check on the boys about 30 minutes later, and found Jack clutching and hugging it tightly- as if it were a teddy bear.

About two hours later, Adam went to check on the boys again. By this time, it had made its way back to Owen's bottom bunk, and was resting peacefully in his special blanket. They must have taken turns with Davy Jones. I'm sure they slept peacefully with visions of pirates in their heads.

Scripture Study

2008-03-09T09:58:00.000-07:00

Jack has a huge love for the scripture stories. Every night- he and Owen fight over who gets to pick a story from the Book of Mormon, the New Testament, or the Old Testament.

Last night, I had the pleasure of putting them to bed. Adam almost always does it. However, he had a meeting and the responsibility fell to me.

Jack's method of picking a story, is flipping through the pages until an interesting picture catches his eye. So, the story he chose was from the New Testament.

I taught them about how Jesus Christ spent 40 days on the earth after he was resurrected. I then talked about how Peter was the President of the Church after Jesus returned to heaven. I further explained how he was kind-of like the "boss" of the church.

Jack then asked, "Does that mean He got to pick the song and prayer?" I had to restrain from laughing. So I calmly answered yes. Maybe that was among his many other responsibilties!?!

An Almost Spring Day

2008-03-02T19:01:00.000-08:00

On Friday, I could smell spring in the air. It must have been in the upper 40s, but it felt magnificent. I recently read a statistic, that was something to the effect of, "The Northern Hemisphere, including China, has never received so much snow since 1966." I'm sure our local weather contributed greatly to that statistic. I get so giddy each time I walk out my front door and actually SEE grass on my lawn instead of snow.

My kids love to blow bubbles. Then, they find it just as amusing to pour the remaining liquid in the bottle, onto the ground. I know that each bottle I buy is good for about a dozen bubbles- if I'm lucky.

Lucy LOVES the outdoors. Her favorite activites consist of rearranging the stacked up paint cans in our garage and chasing Jack on his bike.

Owen hasn't quite mastered the bike yet . . . okay, not at all really. But he insists on climbing onto it, then always immediately falls. We have never been more ready for spring in our lives. Our hibernation is nearing an end!

Weekend with Laurie

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This past weekend my oldest sister Laurie came to visit, along with her son Tanner. We had such a great time together. Sisters are so much fun! We ate out, shopped, baked together, went to a movie, and she demostrated how to make her famous caramel apples. We attempted to watch chick flicks together, but the "elevation" made her too sleepy. Nice excuse Laurie.

One of the many goodies we made over the weekend, was a chocolate Texas Sheet Cake. Here is Laurie licking the whisk like a true Shahan:

Here we are stuffing our faces with popcorn and being silly. Don't be fooled by my serious pose, it's because my mouth is full of popcorn.

I just had to put this picture in of Laurie comforting Jack when he was sad, I can't even remember about what! He's a sensitive child and I love him to pieces. Despite his many tears, I'm discovering that as a mother, having a sensitive child is a lot better than many other characteristics.

I had so much fun with Laurie. It was almost as though I played all weekend and didn't do my job as a mother. So now it's back to reality! Thanks for being so much fun Laurie.

Reasons for Blogging

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Reasons I have chosen to blog:

1. It's healthier than watching American Idol. I mean, at least I'm not killing any brain cells.

2. Now everytime Jack, Owen, or Lucy says something precious- I can actually archive it. Because children do grow way too fast so that we can hardly take enough time to enjoy them.

3. It inspires me to be a better mom, as cheesy as that may sound. I have been truly inspired by some of my friends great ideas in the occupation of motherhood. I hate and refuse to use the term "stay-at-home" mom because we really don't stay at home. We're here and there and everywhere. So thanks to all you bloggers out there! I fell under the pressure, but it was a good pressure.

Lucy Lu

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Lucy Lu . . . our toddler- not the actress. The only thing they may have in common, is thinking they're the tough girl in town. Lucy is eighteen months old yet already showing the sassiness of a fourteen year old. Today she managed to get into a tub of aquaphor (a greasy, petroleum jelly-like substance and YES, the lid was screwed on tightly beforehand), she then proceeded to spill a glass of milk INSIDE the fridge, got into a box of valentine chocolates on the counter, then spread around the chewed up caramel on the floor, AND ofcourse she had to practice her latest talent- playing in the toilet. Brace yourself, because you might get grossed out. She is our third child, yet the first to do what I'm about to share with you. She'll lift up the toilet lid, splish splash around as if she's playing in a pond, and then- suck on her fingers. We have been very stern with her, but she just tightens her lips into a pout, doesn't shed a tear of remorse, looks at us smugly, and then trots off to destroy something else in the house. Any ideas?!?

Owen's Sense of Smell

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Our three year-old Owen has an amazing sense of smell. We are always astounded by his comments. Here are just a few that have happened within the past week.

Example 1. I had just eaten an orange, then plopped down beside him on his bed, to sing him a song, read him a book- the usual. His back was to me, but I could hear those powerful nostrils in action as they sniffed the air waves and then . . . he asked in his very Owenesque voice, "Mama, did you just eat an orange?"

Example 2. We are in the car, music blaring so I can drown out my kids' noise (I'm a horrible mother, I know) and I put a piece of gum into my mouth- Dentyne Ice, it's my favorite. Two minutes later I hear Owen calling my name, so I turn down the music and his precious little nose that I just love, continues to sniff at the air as he asks, "Are you eat-ting gum?" He accentuates his "t's." I just love the way he talks and pity all of you who can't hear his darling little voice. Okay, so I'm just a little bit obsessive about my children.

Example 3. Never buy Bath & Body's Pumpkin Pie Body Scrub. Sorry Mikki, it was a lovely gift but it has coated my shower walls with a thick, orange residue that it impossible to remove. I'm too embarrassed to say how long my shower has been orange. Needless to say, I was up to my elbows and knees in soft scrub when Owen comes meandering in on his tip toes. He often walks on his tip toes, it's very cute. His nose starts to sniff, and then he makes his statement, "It smells like the YMCA." The liquid clorox bleach must have reminded him of the over-chlorinated pool.

Example 4. This one is a mystery. There were numerous smells hanging out in the kitchen that day- good ones I might add. I do remember using lysol disinfectant spray. I could hear Owen sniffing before he even showed himself. And then he spoke, "It smells like Skittles." Okay- skittles were NOT one of the smells hanging out in my kitchen. I think he would have LIKED them to be, but they weren't. So sometimes his cravings must over power his logic.

We'll keep you posted on Owen's amazing sense of smell.