hugs, kisses and blueberry crisp

we were so grateful to have ty's mom and sis come up for the week and take care of us. we had a really great time.
abby thought it was really funny to keep her eyes closed
taryn made a new recipe from martha stewart for blueberry crisp. it was, as abby would say, "alicious!"

ps-isn't taryn a betty in that apron?
pps-no abby does not have a mullet that bad-her hair is falling out of her pony. sheesh.

blueberry crisp
serves 6
6 c (3 pints) blueberries (we used frozen and it turned out fine)
1/2 c sugar
1 T cornstarch
1 t fresh lemon juice
1/4 t coarse salt

3/4 c all-purpose flour
1/2 c rolled oats (or chopped nuts, such as almonds)
1/2 t baking powder
1/2 t coarse salt
3 oz (6 T) unsalted butter, softened
1/3 c sugar

1. Preheat oven to 375*. Make the filling: Mix blueberries, sugar, cornstarch, lemon juice and salt in a bowl. Transfer to 8-inch square baking dish
2. Make topping: Stir together flour, oats, baking powder, and salt. Cream butter and sugar in mixer until pale and lfuffy. Stir dry ingredients into butter. Using your hands (the girls love this part) squeeze topping pieces together into clumps.
3. Sprinkle topping evenly over filling. Bake until bubbling in center and brown on top, about 1 hour. Transfer to wire rack and let cool 30 minutes before serving.
*fyi* you can make and freeze extra batches of the topping and use it whenever you have fresh fruit around.


too true

i'm on book #3 of the anne of greene gables series and i adore them. even more so than the movies. which is almost always the case. i read this line today and just couldn't resist laughing:

"Anne laughed and sighed. She felt very old and mature and wise-which showed how young she was."

at least in my case, the older you get, the less mature and wise you feel. almost like the water keeps getting deeper and deeper but you can still only doggie paddle.


crazy lady

so- things have definitely been crazy around here. but i hate to be the blogger who whines and complains. i would like all my posts to be about wonderful stories about how perfect our children are (they really are) and great pictures of how skinny and beautiful and handsome ty and i are (we really are). wouldn't that be fun?

but here is the truth; i am going crazy. i don't know if it's the bedrest, or what, but i told my OB this. thankfully, they attributed all the craziness to a series of shots we have been taking for almost 10 weeks now. they all are in the sake of staving off preterm labor.

apparently, they make you pretty crazy too. and i quote, "oh yeah, those things make you feel like crap." thank goodness! there is nothing better than being crazy than someone telling you that there is a reason behind the craziness.

i mean, i've always known i'm a little crazy. but it's much better to be really crazy for said reasons that just crazy for crazy's sake. right? i'll keep telling myself that.

so, you are going to have to bear with the crazy lady for awhile. and so does tyson. he he he

but i cannot post without saying all the things i am grateful for:

playdates for the girls
friends cleaning my house
friends bringing us dinner
compassionate looks from nurses and doctors
my cell phone
good books
puzzles and coloring books and hugs from my kids
being able to spend so much time with the girls,

and of course, ty's patience at playing mr. mom

it has been a lot of fun for me to taste a simple life. i think everyone should try not getting out of the house for a little while, you start to miss the small things. like grocery shopping. and running errands. who knew?


bad mommy

abby obviously doesn't know the proper way to put a baby down to sleep.


nothing better

than having your mom and dad visit.
the girls had their first costco muffins.
the laundry was all done.
everyone was happy.


due date dillema

conversation with my lady doc:

so, what exactly is my due date? it seems to change with every ultrasound. is it still september 27th?

well, (in an authoritative tone), let's look at your first ultrasound at 10 weeks. yes...(official pause)this says here your due date is actually (drumroll please) october 3rd.

are you kidding me? that just cut 6 days from my life. how can i make up for those imaginary 6 days i thought i had conquered? frustration. setting in. right. now.

i had to reset my little dorky counter on the side too. and why does it tell you how many blessed days are left? ah-so annoying.

and on a more important note, the end of our conversation.

so, what things are you finding you can do to not have as many contractions in a day?

um...( trying to keep from bawling in sterilized office) so far it helps when i stay off my feet and do absolutely nothing

well, there you go. hang in there, because it's only going to get worse. but let's try and keep that baby in there for as long as possible and avoid the NICU.

wow, comforting words.
but i tell you, i am going to make partial bedrest look like it's going out of style. everyone is going to be doing it now. haha


june june

so far june has been a great month. hope i'm not jinxing it.

first off-my yard is in full bloom. i wish i could take credit for this marvelous event, but nature has just done its thing. i have not pulled one weed since last fall. i did prune my roses like a mad woman, i hope they stay this happy all year.

secondly (i have no grammar skills), my parents came to visit. hooray! no good pictures yet, but the girls loved the airport and looking at all the planes with aunt sarah. afterwards my dad was in charge of letting the girls pick out a toy at the dollar store. they picked out the crustiest, cheapest barbie-like dolls ever. hilarious.

after naps, lucy showed us this:
see mom, this is what happens when you let abby take toys into her crib.

and no, we're not sad they are falling apart. i'm pretty anti-barbie till the girls are older.


i swear it's not mine

does anyone else get embarassed when the VS catalog arrives in the mail? i ordered something from them almost 3 years ago and i still get it.
i wouldn't care so much, because some of their undie sales are awesome, but i feel like my mail carrier thinks i subscribe to soft porn or something. for real, how do they come up with those semi-nude poses?
i would die if the girls ever caught sight of an issue.


23 weeks and counting

i was talking, ok, i was whining to my a dear friend yesterday about this pregnancy. during the conversation she asked how much longer, i said about 3 months. and her quick reply was how fast that is going to come.

i laughed and didn't take it seriously. until we got off the phone. i took out the calendar that i never look at because:

1. i can't go or do anything and my dr. appointments are seared into memory.

and 2. it's always frustrating to see the days and days of waiting to go.

but wait a minute, i only have 12 weeks until i'm as far along with abby. and honestly, after 35 weeks, i don't think i'm too worried about this baby coming along healthily.
12 weeks can sound like such a short time. and then again, it can sound like a long, long, long, long, long, long time.

but for now, i will entertain you with a belly shot. to do the belly shot, or to not? that is the question. i always enjoy seeing all of you other preggers bloggers, so i hope the feeling is mutual.

ps-lucy felt the baby move yesterday and thought it was the coolest thing ever. it was, in a word, awesome.

pps- if any of you have any advice on how to survive partial/complete bed rest, please leave it in comments or email me: anniecleavitt@gmail.com
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