it was perfect. and now it's over.

does anyone feel this after holidays? the leftovers, the dirty laundry, the pie that is making my muffin top jiggle more than usual. and the sadness that all the family is gone and it was a wonderfully, exhausting holiday.

i loved visting with all the family, especially my cousin steph and family and aunt and uncle whom we hardly ever see. we laughed, and talked and had 6 kids age 7 and under at all times (at least).  we helped out with her sweet baby jude and his poor tummy problems. all the women brainstormed and attacked his diaper rash and proclaimed a battle cry of "victory!" when it was looking better the next morning.  we had a kid hike down to st. thomas where we forgot hats and gloves and coats and almost froze our children to death. we ate lots of food and let our kids run wild and talked about how fun the holidays were when we were the littlecousins & not the moms and then did a whole lot of nothing.

and it was perfect. (well, it would have been perfect if ALL my fam was there)

and made me excited for christmas.


and THIS is what i get for blagging

i heard about blagging a long time ago, reagan coined the phrase. and it stuck. blagging is when you brag on your blog.

remember last post how i talked about how great and easy my babies were? well, luckily the universe just loves irony, and punishing me for being prideful. all in one stride.

phoebe has been a little sick these past two weeks. and in the last 5 days she's had, well, interesting things going on in her diaper. it ended up so weird that we had to get her to the pediatrician IMMEDIATELY to make sure things weren't really wrong. you know, like liver failure and stuff. fun! so i had to call both grandma's (thanks for the help!) and change my schedule AND i had to miss lucy's super secret thanksgiving presentation she's been working on for weeks (bad mother award here please).

anyways, don't worry, phoebe is fine.  but at the doctors office. oh, oh, oh, the doctor's office. she was not happy at all. i have never had a child act this way before, ever. it seemed as though she had a little demon in her and was not excited about the exorcism. at all. she flailed and kicked and head butted and screamed, and screamed, and screamed. at one point she was crying so loud and so hard she barfed all over me and the doctor. and then she did it again.  it was so bad, so so so bad. i know how bad it was because even the pediatrician was dry heaving. and i'm thinking it would take a lot for a pediatrician to dry heave over baby vomit. considering all the exposure they've had and all.

she finally settled down. we got some lovely probiotics and are switching away from dairy for awhile (Surprise, Surprise) and hoping for things to change a different color. if you know what i mean. if you don't, consider yourself lucky.

today is going to be so lovely. no doctor's office. no vomit. no little demon (fingers crossed).

just family, and turkey, and pie. heaven.

(a big thank you to my sister sarah for accompanying me and keeping me sane and happy all day)



i'm grateful for my happy babies.

ty and i have been very fortunate with our children, and i'm readily giving gratitude for this. we have had it easy in more ways than one. i don't think we deserve this at all, plenty of wonderful people have fussy, colicky, or sick babies. but i would be ungrateful not to give thanks for what we have.

phoebe is happy. delightfully, purely and perfectly happy. actually, she's just like her sisters were. we are 3 for 3 with wonderfully amiable children. in fact, abby was so happy as a baby that at one point we thought she might have special needs. she really was that easy to please.

happy babies make me happy.
i can't wait to see phoebe's smiling face all day long. when she comes around a corner i know she's going to smile at me and cuddle and then go along her merry little way. 

which now includes getting into the dog food, again. and eating it, again. and again.



today i'm grateful for literacy. my siblings will laugh that i write this because i'm the least of a "reader" in the entire family. don't get me wrong though, i read a lot, you know, i was an english lit major (minus my little slump right now), i just didn't read as much as a kid as my nerdy brothers and sisters. ha ha ha.

but honestly, where would we be without books, and words, and the scriptures, and poetry and verse, and shakespeare and dave barry?  i know my life would be a whole heck of a lot more boring.

i'm grateful that lucy loves to read also.
i'm getting excited for her to start reading some of my dear old friends.

some favorite childhood books of mine, in no particular order:
charlotte's web
stuart little
anne of green gables
the giver
rebecca of sunnybrook farm
a wrinkle in time
girl of the limberlost
box car children
the secret garden
island of the blue dolphins
the day no pigs would die
to kill a mockingbird
summer of the monkeys (um, i might have read that 10 times)
gone with the wind at 16 (every 16 year old girl should read it me thinks)
every roald dahl book
nancy drew series
the chronicles of narnia series

there are lots more, but phoebe's is up from her nap and it's grocery store time.

what books are you grateful for?



what is "being grateful?" and why do i always feel prideful when i openly give thanks for all that i have? the definition of gratitude (i know, i know, hang in there) is:
the quality of being thankful; readiness to show appreciation for and to return kindness 

so this week i'm going to work on being thankful.

be ready to show my appreciation,

and return kindness.


too old to stay awake

last night i went to the harry potter premier with a friend at our sweet little home town theatre. isn't it neat they got it opening night? when we first moved here in 1997 all the movies were a few months old.  i think that's great that they do the midnight premieres and all. i learned a few things though:

  1. their seats get hard after 2 hours. i'll have to bring a pillow next time.
  2. i liked the movie, but don't like how much darker they make it than the books.
  3. i've never liked the harry potter actor since the 3rd movie. he seems so much more snobbish than the real harry potter.
  4. i'm lucky to have such great friends. every day i feel "seriously so-blessed" for all of them. old friends, new friends, far away friends.  but all kidding aside, i really don't deserve any of them.
  5. i'm old and cranky now. i've been dragging around all day long like a zombie.
have you seen it? what did you think?


what i wouldn't do for a slice of his pizza right now. really.

our old neighbor and friend colton had this dream of starting up a restaurant. well...he did. and i loved it so much ty banned going there for 6 months. yes, we ate there every single date.   last year he started up another one (sadly, we never went there). but he and his wife are such lovely people and we are very happy for their success. (and they named their daughter scout. loves it!)

so colton and millie, congrats! you definitely deserve all the good coming your way.


random tuesday

  • tonight i'm demonstrating making  home-made laundry soap. wanna see? Overton Church, 6:30pm.
  • i read my birthday post from last week. oh my snobby. that was a horrible random post. i think i should have titled it "what i want to be like when i'm older". jeez.
  • i want to have a thanksgiving table like this someday 
  • i'm addicted to watching Gilad's workouts on tv. Have you guys seen him? hilarious.
  • this is abby's favorite book currently during nap time. lucy loved it for awhile during the same age. if you haven't read it, check it out. a keeper for sure.
  • thanksgiving is next week. WHAT? i'm not even close to ready. i better get my ingredients together and purchased.
  • abby wore these flared white jeans with a loose top yesterday. all day long i couldn't figure out who she reminded me of. and then i remembered, dazed and confused! and told ty. her hair looked just like his too all she needed was a puka necklace. anyone remember that movie?


phew, it's the weekend.

a snapshot before church
a few reasons why i love the weekends even more now that we are 'real' adults. whatever that means.

  1. ty's home for all day saturday and sunday. since school ended this has become quite the luxury. he is always so busy all week long with work, house stuff and an independent study class he's finishing up too. yuck.
  2.  i don't have to do much. saturdays are usually full of a few house projects. there's not a lot of cooking going on or cleaning, we are organizing or moving things or tomorrow, gathering up the last pomegranates to juice. wanna come help?
  3. no school. since lucy started school we are on a strict schedule around here (even more so than before). kindergartners must be picked up at the bus stop by a parent or guardian. and, maybe, just maybe, the school has called me 8 times since school started because i was late to get her. woops. 
  4. church. sacrament meeting is the hardest because ours is at 1pm. horrible time for the phoebes and abby. lucy is always good and helps out a lot. but the rest of the two hours really help me make it through the next week. plus it's nice to see our neighbors faces and catch up a little.
  5. sundays. i LOVE sundays. not just because i walk around in my pj's almost all day. but because we CAN'T work on the house and we all loaf around together. it's lovely. 
  6. internet break. i feel like i need this more and more every weekend. no facebook. no email. no nothing. just quiet at home.


seen and heard

there comes a time in every child's life when they try and eat pet food.

today was phoebe's time.

and yes, she spit it out. well... most of it.


daylight hatings time

halloween wiped us out last weekend. and then my birthday was fun because it marked a two month hiatus till the next family birthday. see, the fall goes like this for us:
FACE PAINTS from the pomegranate festival-if it looks like abby is so tired she might cry-it's because she was
  • phoebe's birthday
  • ty's birthday
  • lucy's birthday
  • halloween
  • my birthday
  • the pomegranate festival (it was SO FUN)
  • thanksgiving
  • christmas
  • new year's
  • abby's birthday
phew. i get tired just reading the list. and since daylight savings started the girls are awake at 5am. 5am! i was totally mean this morning and sent them back to their rooms till 6:30. no whining!  so add the early mornings and the-holidays-are-upon-us-stress together and you get me: one tired momma.

and then, to add to the craziness? we got a dog. well, we're trying him out (but we really love him so far camille!). he's a sweet, sweet, lively (read:hyper) wheaten terrier named eddie. the girls are just in love with him but phoebe doesn't like his licking so much.

we're hoping he adjusts to the property well and will be a good companion for the girls. and our gopher population : ).  i can't believe we signed up for this, but he really is sweet. and the girls are over the moon. and he might scare away the racoons that eat ALL of our cat food every week. seriously, no matter what we do, they get to it. those rascals.

so blogging is going to be slow right now, because i think i'm hibernating till thanksgiving. because it takes my kids 2-3 weeks to adjust to a time change. and, after all, i've got a lot of pies to make.


no stickers on furniture

we have rules in our house. i know, right? but one of the big ones is 
for obvious reasons.

well, two days in a row i found phoebe like this. and yes, in the second photo are sticker googly eyes.

#1. i wonder what goes through the girls' heads when they do these kinds of things. #2. i guess phoebe doesn't count as furniture, because she moves and all.  and #3. after looking at these pictures i can't believe i take her around with her hair like that. what kind of a mother am i?


29 reasons of why getting older rocks

29. you don't get asked if you're old enough to drive when pulled over.
28. not really caring what you do or get on your birthday.
27. if it's my birthday it means thanksgiving is soon. yay!
26. i know less and less and less about everything each year. somehow i like this fact. alzheimers might be in my future.
25. i feel more legit the older i get. like, "yeah, i'm almost in my thirties."
24. i could care less what "people" are wearing or what the trends are. i wear what i like. and don't wear what i don't like.
23. i look less for answers from other people & more from my Heavenly Father.
22. i pray more. i fast more. i read my scriptures more.
21. i care more about other people. hopefully someday more than myself.
20. i enjoy every single day more.
19. i enjoy small things more.
18. i view other people's successes as successes, and not my failures.
17. i view my successes as successes and not other people's failures.
16. i feel like all my new friends i make are absolutely awesome.
15. i have genuine, sincere, and good life-long friends.
14. i don't have to hide my gray hairs as much.
13. i love and enjoy service more.
12. i am more slow paced, and i like it.
11. i'm more forgiving of others and myself
10. i love myself, for who i really am, more every year.
9. i am more in love with ty every year too. bonus!
8. i'm more peaceful.
7. my mom tells me i get prettier every year. swahheeet!
6. i wear make-up less and less, and i kind of like it.
5. i'm happy with my kids as they are. meaning: i spend less time wanting them to be different.
4. the older i get the better all of my relationships get.
3. i'm more happy with my body every year.
2. i don't have to worry about keeping up with other people.
1.  i care less about what doesn't matter and more about what does.
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