Tuesday, February 15, 2011

2.14.11

 Our Valentine's Day dinner.  
We invited our neighbor Kathy to our family dinner - we didn't know she couldn't make it until the last second, hence the extra place setting.   Yummy roast, potato, veggie dinner complete with our family favorite...pickled beets.  When Mark says "Pickled Beets" my kids start cheering. No lie.
We had some mini heart shaped sour cream blackberry pies that the kids loved helping me make.
This dinner was somewhat of a miracle.
I kept telling myself to not stress out and just enjoy doing it with the kids because it's all about them anyways!  I always stress out just a little when someone else is eating with us - but then she didn't even come! Good thing I didn't stress. :)  When Mark walked through the door at 6:10 with roses, chocolate and pickled beets the dinner was on the table, the kitchen was clean, and everyone was HAPPY!
What a great valentine's day!


A lovely improptu family dance inspired by Nat King Cole's L.O.V.E.


I love my loves!


Perhaps next year we will wait until Feb. 7th to celebrate love day. :)
I started running out of ideas and motivation on about Feb......5th. 

Thursday, February 10, 2011

Blogging Hiatus

The excuse - missing camera cord = no pictures.  So here is the last month in a nutshell.  Or what I can remember of it and a few disjointed thoughts.


New Years @ Marilyn's.
Fun fun.  Really I mostly remember being SO tired. so so tired and just wanting sleep.  Zina and Kate on the other hand.  Were bounding with energy. Literally














And that was January in a nutshell. :) Bike riding, hot air balloon festival, playing kitchen commando style, basketball, sunshine etc.  January was Mark's ER rotation month.  He pretty much loved it.  February is OB/GYN.  We pretty much both hate it.  He left this morning before we woke up and it is now 10pm and he is still not home.  Darn those babies.  Suffice it to say - he will not be an OB/GYN Dr. :)


Next up.  These two. Make me happy.  
After Christmas our little Joy school group dissolved.  I am pretty ok with that.  I have been thinking a lot about Zina starting kindergarten.  Sad day for me.  I love having her home.  Wilson loves having her home.  They are the best of friends.  I am happy to just enjoy our mornings sleeping in, cuddling, yummy breakfasts, make believe in our underwear whenever we want.  We definitely have the occasional clash of wills, but I am so happy when these two are home and giggling together.  I am so glad that I opted not to do preschool with Zina.  I realize that is not the answer for every family or every child. But it has definitely been the right answer for us at this time.  Zina loves to learn.  She is able to read the simple books that we get out of the library and soaks up new information.  We have been focusing on the articles of faith in primary and family home evening and she has the first 4 almost 5 articles of faith memorized.  Wilson has the first 3 almost 4 memorized.   
Today Zina told me in a hushed voice, 
"Mom, I kissed Edison in primary"
Me: "Oh ya?? Why did you do that?"
Zina: "Because I think I'm in love with him.  But I just can't decide between him and Carter"
Wait what?
It was all I could do to not sit down and have a serious talk about kissing boys with her.  
Insert hyperventilating here.
And remind me that she's only 5.
I think Kindergarten might kill me.
I know. it's not about me. And I'm sure she will love it.
but...
home school anyone?




Decorating Valentines Cookies.  We had to make them early so we could send them off to our Valentines.   
My Valentines this year.  My sweet boys.  That picture of Sam smiling all wrapped up is so signiture.  Seriously. I wrap him up to sleep and he happily grins and then lays his little head on my shoulder and hums with me until he falls asleep.  He really is just the sweetest happiest boy.  I am so glad to be his favorite person.  He turned 10mths yesterday.  10mths.  Where does the time go?  He is still little weighing in at 16lbs and 11ounces.  He is so very close to walking and has actually taken 1 step by himself.  He signs milk and waves bye bye. Says Mama, and dada. Is slowly starting to like food more but still signs "milk" a million times a day. :)
I love me some Sam the Blam.

And Wilson. :) Wils the tils the killy ils.
That is what he goes around saying all day.
"Hey Pop the Hop"
"Hey Mom the Com the Bom the Hom"
"Hey Bud the Hud" (that's Sam")
With Wilson I can either laugh or cry.
And it's so much more fun when we laugh together.
Getting Wilson to do something in a timely manner is like finding a needle in a haystack. 
It just doesn't happen.  He will rhyme and sing and dance and pose and play and do anything and everything except what he is supposed to be doing. 
Like putting his socks on. 
Putting his underwear on.
eating his dinner.
etc. 
etc. 
etc.
But, when he does get it done and we high five and I say, "Thanks Wils for doing that!"  
His big grin, and sweet blue eyes.
make it so worth the wait.
Wilson brings SO much laughter into our home.