Monday, January 28, 2008
I guess we need to get over the Utah mindset that it takes feet of snow, rather than millimeters, to disrupt normal activity. Having school delayed wasn't even any fun because there wasn't anywhere near enough snow to play in and we didn't find out about it until we were already at school (although apparently neither did any of the staff, bummer for them), so we didn't get to sleep in, either. Instead we went to the grocery store, since I decided I wasn't going to let it disrupt my day any more than it already had.
Crazy Oregonians, can't function if a single snowflake falls from the sky :)
Sunday, January 27, 2008
No, the bubbles were not there when I left her. That red bottle floating next to her? Shampoo. Now empty. When she saw me, Ellie announced excitedly, "Look, Mama, I got bubbles!" All I could do was laugh (and take a picture).
So after I washed all the shampoo off of her and got her dried off and dressed, I asked Chris if he would fix her a sandwich so I could finish up what I was doing on the computer. 15 minutes later she wandered into the playroom and said, "Look, Mama, I'm painting!"
Chris fixed her the sandwich, but then he came back upstairs, leaving her downstairs all alone, except for Lexi's watercolors, which were conveniently left out on the table right next to Ellie's place.
The moral of the story: never leave a 2-year-old alone.
The REAL moral of the story: it takes your third 2-year-old to teach you this.
Tonight's score: Mom & Dad: 0, Ellie: 2
Thursday, January 24, 2008
It happened while I was driving to school to pick Vicki up. The secretary called and said she had a fever and needed to come home. Normally this would not be a big deal, but Thursdays are the day that I have both of the girls I babysit, so in addition to Ellie I had 2-year-old Katie and 6-month-old Violet. And a car that seats three children. It was just after 2:00, so it crossed my mind to ask Vicki to stay until school was out, and then my friend would bring her home as planned, but I didn’t think they’d let her stay there for another hour if she was sick. So I bundled up Katie, woke up Ellie and Violet and bundled them up and got them all into the car, which involved removing two carseats and installing two more. I figured Vicki would probably be okay in the front seat since we live only a half mile from school. Once we were on our way several things occurred to me. I could have asked the lady down the street to come sit with the little ones (or at least the ones who were asleep) while I ran to the school, since it would have taken all of 10 minutes, or I could have called the friend who was going to pick the girls up after school and asked her to run over and get Vicki for me (which she pointed out when I called to tell her that it was just going to be Lexi after school). But I also realized that having my entire afternoon thrown completely off course by one phone call didn’t freak me out at all. So what if I had a houseful of kids? So what if I had no easy or, ahem, legal way to transport everybody I needed to? One of my own needed me, so I was going to do what had to be done.
Yes, I am Supermom. But then, I guess I always have been. Aren't we all? :)
(Oh, and the kicker? Vicki’s temp. when I got her home was 94. What's up with that?)
Wednesday, January 23, 2008
(I have never posted YouTube directly on here before, I have no idea if it worked. If not, try this link. Well worth it!)
Sunday, January 13, 2008
Saturday, January 12, 2008
Wednesday, January 9, 2008
I have never read a book by Jane Austen.
I have seen two films based on Jane Austen novels: Emma (the one with Gwyneth Paltrow) and Mansfield Park (I think that's the one). I have never seen ANY versions of Pride and Prejudice (okay, wait, I did see the LDS version that came out a few years ago, but I assume that one doesn't actually count).
I am a disgrace to womankind.
All this confession came about because my friend Nicola posted on her blog that Masterpiece Theatre on PBS has come out with several new film versions of Austen's novels and she and her sister are so excited they can hardly stand it. I want to be excited about it, too, because I'm a girl and that's what girls do, right? But I just can't seem to find it within myself to be interested at all. Maybe if I'd actually ever read any of the books I'd feel differently. I own several - Pride and Prejudice, Persuasion, Emma, Sense and Sensibility - and at least two of them are very nice leather-bound editions - all purchased because I carry this belief that in order to really be a girl you have to read Jane Austen novels. But I've never even cracked the covers. I just can't bring myself to do it. I think it's because I feel like I'm supposed to read it, and I hate reading books that I'm supposed to read.
So for all this time I've felt slightly guilty because I've been harboring this deep, dark secret that I'm not a completely normal female, i.e. I have never spent 12 hours on the couch crying over the relationship between Elizabeth and Mr....ummm...whatever his name is (I love Anne of Green Gables, though, and will happily spend all day watching that! That makes me a girl, right?) But I've decided now that this is okay with me. I have daughters, and they have friends who are girls, so at some point in my life I will probably watch Pride and Prejudice. I will probably even eventually decide to read one of the books gathering dust on my shelves, and then, like so many books that I've fought stubbornly against in the past, I will probably become hooked and read every other Jane Austen book I can get my hands on.
And I will probably do it in complete secrecy because I will have too much pride to admit that I've finally cracked.
Saturday, January 5, 2008
Yesterday we took Vicki and Lexi to see Biglittlethings at the Imago Theatre. It was so much fun! It's less of a play and more a performance - there's no dialogue, just five people in a variety of scenes featuring hitchiking rabbits, psychedelic glow-in-the-dark fish, jailbird racoons on the run, acrobatic larvae, cover-hogging hippos and more. The best part was when a family of polar bears came into the audience and climbed all over and around people. One crawled down the rows and right in between Lexi and me before turning and climbing over Vicki and Chris. Vicki thought it was hilarious, but it kind of freaked Lexi out. She kept asking me throughout the rest of the show whether they were going to come back into the audience. By the time we got back to the car, though, her sister had her convinced that it was pretty cool. If any of you ever have the opportunity to see this show, or its predecessor, FROGZ, jump at the chance! We saw FROGZ last spring and loved it, too!
Thursday, January 3, 2008
Ellie sees nothing wrong with her choice of sticker placement
Lexi is silly (and wants very badly to be a princess)
Vicki loves being a Brownie Girl Scout
So, just from the differences between what's going on right now in the "compose your post" window and what was going on yesterday after two hours of frustration and using choice words while talking to my computer, this seems to have worked. I think the problem was that I was telling it to align my pictures left or right, rather than giving them no alignment, and that was messing with the spacing and where I could or couldn't put my text. Honestly, this should not have been this complicated! Maybe I just need to learn how to edit Html.
Chris took the camera to work again today (we threw it in his bag while we were packing so we wouldn't leave it at his parents' house, but we keep forgetting to take it out), so no Christmas pictures again. Which is actually a good thing, because maybe I'll get something done around the house today, although that's nowhere near as fun as reliving Christmas morning through pictures.
Wednesday, January 2, 2008
I promise to post some Christmas pictures, but in the meantime, here are some of our family's most memorable moments of 2007:
Arriving home to find that we would "get" to remodel
Ellie's first time playing in the snow (and snow in Portland!)
Vicki learning to ride a two-wheeler
The Reach the Beach ride (100 miles, Portland to coast)
Lexi's self-inflicted mullett, and its adorable side effect
I had a much longer list, but it took me nearly two hours just to do this much (don't ask...let's just say that Blogger and I are not getting along right now and leave it at that). Suffice it to say we've had a really fun year, and I take waaaaaaaayyyy too many pictures!
We're so grateful for all the fun we've had and for all our blessings this past year, and we pray the Lord may bless you all this coming year as much as He has blessed us!