Wednesday, July 30, 2008

When do Moms become embarrassing?

Today Dallas, Sam and Evan had my friend Julie's boys Alex, Seth, and Troy (near exact ages) over to play. I must admit I had a bit of fun.
Alex was being serious and kinda bored, so I got a spray bottle and started spraying them. But they didn't know who was doing it, because my boys don't have a door knob on their door, so I was doing it through the little hole and then hiding and acting nonchalant whenever they came out. I had them chasing some mysterious "bad guys" that had made it into our house somehow for an hour. Dallas caught a glimpse of the bottle once and saw that it was red and white and said that Dad hadn't bought any red and white water guns, so it must be some outsider and they were all over the yard looking for the red and white gun. Then I got them when they were on the porch by spraying through the windows, but I hid behind the curtains. Anyway they finally caught me and it was a lot of fun. I love playing with my boys and being with my family more than anything.
When do mom's become embarrassing? And your kids want you to leave them alone? I know it may be inevitable, it's a teenagers job to separate themselves a bit and get ready to stand on their own, but I sure hope it never happens. My kids will not grow up!!!

I remember some guy in my BYU ward giving a talk and he talked about when he and his brothers were all teenagers, and one of them wasn't keeping curfew, so his parents told them to go for it...meaning... the younger brothers at home covered the front door in tacks (taped facing out), made it so that when he switched on the light, the ceiling fan would come on, and they tied knives to the fan on long strings to swing around, etc essentially booby trapping the whole house, so the late brother couldn't get away with repeatedly coming home late. Then he talked about playing some hiding game at home with his family, and he, hiding crouched on top of the refrigerator, watching his mother army crawl across the kitchen floor silently. It seemed so fun, and I could tell he thought his mom was so neat. One mom I heard at BYU Education week (which is awesome) said they always camped out in the living room and nailed their tent right into the floor! Her kids have such great memories of this growing up that when they come home for Christmas they all have their mattresses drug down for the living room sleep over. I hope I can take the time to plan things out and be a fun mom. Maybe then I'd have a chance at being cool, and not just embarrassing. Not much chance, but still.

Bobbing for Apples

For the activity at the end of our family night this week we had a doughnut eating contest and bobbed for apples. We hung donuts on strings each ending at the height where each kids mouth would be and mine. Pat couldn't play because he sucked a toasted marshmallow off a hot poker and sizzled his lips in two painfully blistered places when we went camping. Not a brilliant moment. Kind of hard to explain to people who see his blistered lips.

Anyway the doughnut eating contest was really funny to watch. Dallas and Sam and Evan each had different levels of understanding about what to do with that doughnut and how to chase it down to get a bite. Evan just held his with both hands and ate. When he finished that one he made me tie his next doughnut on the string, and then held it and ate again. Sam only held it with "ONE HAND". Dallas did it pretty correct. He and I pretty much tied. Then we tried bobbing for an apple and only Pat could do it. I never knew how (especially with a small mouth) to succeed at this, and I never liked this game when I was little, in fact both games are ones I'd never want to play (watch, but not play) in public. But I finally learned how (at least in theory) so now, if a life or death scenario ever occurs where I must get an apple out of a bucket with my teeth, I wont just give myself up for dead.

This just in! I just received two notes from Dallas. They read as follows:
"I EM THE BE GOOD
I EM THE KLEN UP
AND I EM THE BE NIS
I LOVE YOU
I LOVE YOU
DALLAS"
And the next one:
"DAD I EM THE OBAY YOO
AND I EM THE OBAY YOO MOM
YOU GIS (GUYS) I LOVE YOU
MOM I LOVE YOU
DAD I LOVE YOU"

To aid in translation, THE means "going to", and all the LOVEs were hearts!
What a sweetheart! I never have taught him to spell either, he just sounds it out the best he can.
I think it's pretty neat. By the way, a few nights ago I prayed and asked God once again what to do about homeschooling. I talked the pros and cons out with him, and He's heard it all before. But I made a decision and said, "I feel I should homeschool, will you tell me if that is right?" And as I finished that sentence I got the same feeling I have received so many times before like when I decided to marry Pat and asked if that was in accordance with his will, and when I prayed to know if I would see Lauralei again. Just a powerful, but quiet, warm feeling that filled me until I couldn't help but cry.

I have a lot of concerns about it yet unanswered, but as Pat says, that's as it should be. If God gave us all the when, what, why, where and hows of everything in detail, we wouldn't need faith to follow the answer just received. So I'll just take it on faith. But I am so thankful for the peaceful, right feeling that the Holy Ghost burned into me and for a loving Father in heaven. I know He lives and answers prayers.

Saturday, July 26, 2008

Girls in the House


After 17 days Pat's little sisters just left today. Our kids are so young I think that they thought the girls were going to live here forever. When Pat came home from the airport Evan asked where they were. "Go find Kat?" and then he went out the door looking. We went camping at a lake and had fun swimming there (except for the ants and flies), went shopping, made T-shirts, went to the Aquarium and gardens, pioneer day, decorated cupcakes, found a turtle, went hiking, played miniature golf, got ice-cream, played lots of games, including video games and movies. (And now Mom has hidden them- Muh-ha-ha.) Anyway we had a lot of fun and were glad they could come and visit. Dallas and his Aunt Kathryne are like two peas in a pod. You would never guess an 8 year old girl and 5 year old boy would get along so well for so long. But then again they always have. They were always playing on the swing set, or playing imaginary games of all sorts together. They wanted to go door to door selling lemonade, and when one of our chickens disappeared (yes I am so sad!) they wanted to go door to door around our neighborhood to ask the neighbors if they could look in their yards for chicken tracks or brown feathers. They came up with a lot of interesting ideas and had a lot of fun.

This is a video we took of Dallas and Kat dancing. It's a bit juvenile, but I really like Highschool Musical and that may be me singing. Maybe the next time I hang out with my Aunts we should dance our hearts out to Highschool Musical like Dallas and Kat. If any of my Aunts are up for this I warn you- it will be video taped! It won't make the world a better place, but it will make it a funnier one.

Saturday, July 19, 2008

Worn out!!

Pat's been saying I need to write since it's been a while, but I am so tired. I have Pat's sisters here with us for a little over 2 weeks and we are about 1 week into it, and are trying to help them have a fun vacation while still working and running the house like needs to be done. Pat's sister Amanda was here for the weekend and I really enjoyed her visit a lot. She's gone home, so now we have Beth and Kathryne left. It's been a long week. Pat having to stay late at work each day, and we couldn't even call him because he was in some class. Today (finally Saturday!!) Pat took everyone into Albuquerque to go miniature golfing so I can rest, but who has time to rest? There are 5 loads of laundry to fold, dishes to do, house to clean, etc... And I have errands to run and would like to go to the temple at the end of the day.

Last night our ward had Pie and Volleyball night at the church. I told Pat I was too tired and didn't feel like going. (I was bloated and ovulating which has become a very painful lately for some reason that no one knows.) Pat has to go either way since he is Elders Quorum President and it was their activity. So I decided to go with him, which was good because just barely enough people showed up to play. It was nice to have Beth at home to babysit and not have to worry about the kids. The Elders (missionaries) were there and one is from Samoa and he was killing us. His serves were like missiles and his spikes...!!! He had no regard for the women and children! (okay there was only one 16 year old "child" and he could almost serve as good). I was just teasing the missionary. I would have told him not to play like that if the normal crowd was there, because there are many people like me that just don't want to be serious all the time- we just want to have fun. Sometimes we bring a big beach ball and play like that which is a lot of fun. But last night everyone there was sporty enough to say "bring it". And I can smile because we beat his team in the end. Two out of three.

Saturday mornings I run 1 mile to the stop sign and then walk back. I would like to get up to two miles by running back also. This one act alone should slim me and make sure I live to 100 no matter what I eat right? I'm still waiting for the slimming and will let you know the full results in 2076 if not sooner. I should run during the week too, but I
hate waking up earlynever have time to exercise.

Today, my boys and Kathryne really wanted to come running with me. I knew Dallas could do it, but Sam couldn't. So I told them to bring their bikes, which was a lot of fun and worked out fine, except that Kathryne didn't have a bike and got tired of running after about 1/3 mile and Dallas got hurt, and Sam couldn't do the hills so I had to run with one hand on his back pushing him. I'm sure we looked silly. Then the walk back took forever. I've never seen so much sweat drip off of my boys. They worked so hard, and I'm actually quite proud of them. Sam just kept plugging along slowly. Dallas was hurt so he kept wanting to walk and have Kat push his bike, but he got tired of it and wanted to be home so he just forced himself to keep peddling home and made it long before all of us. It was good for them, but I told them they can't come with me anymore. It's too hard on our rocky dirt roads. They sure were troopers though.

Tuesday, July 8, 2008

Fly through the Sky


Our friend from church offered to take the boys up in his airplane. So Pat, Dallas, and Sam went up with him this evening. We drove to his house and he opened up his airplane hanger, they all climbed in the airplane, and then he drove it through the neighborhood until he got to the runway with me and Evan following in the van. He told me to just keep the van off the runway. Okay.

So I watched as they took off and flew around so far they were just a speck and sometimes I couldn't see them at all. Then they flew past me and I saw them making sharp dips and turns and started to wonder if they were trying to scare me on purpose. Then they landed (I was walking on the runway with Evan, so I removed myself first). Then they faked me out after the wheels touched the ground by speeding up and taking off again. I was looking at the storm clouds wondering about lightning. Then they touched down again safe and sound and all is well. We can't thank this great man enough. He is so kind and wonderful in all he does. He's the one who puts on a Christmas carnival for the children of our town and they fly in Santa etc... all at his own expense, and just for the kids sake. What a blessing he is! What a fun night we had!!


You can see our house in this picture.




Getting ready to go!



Sam is actually flying the plane at this moment. I don't know why we were taking pictures simultaneously.


Here's Sam's worried face. They are going weightless right now. (Doing a steep dip.)


Here's Dallas' face when they went weightless. Looks pretty fun, eh?

A great bread recipe

Kim asked me if I'd tried any new recipes lately. Pat got a great bread recipe from here that he has been making. It is probably the best bread we've ever made. So delicious! We don't have a mixer or anything, so it requires some work but it's worth it. I love how it has the oats in it, but they've been soaked and you can't even tell their in the bread at all. I'm going to try it with mostly wheat flour soon to see if it still tastes good. Anyway, he made 4 loaves over the weekend, and we gave one away and ate the rest already! It's a keeper! And if you look on the website you'll see some lady won her county fair with this bread entry.

INGREDIENTS

  • 2 cups boiling water
  • 1 cup rolled oats
  • 1/2 cup honey
  • 2 tablespoons butter
  • 2 teaspoons salt
  • 1 (.25 ounce) package active dry yeast
  • 1/2 cup warm water (110 degrees F/45 degrees C)
  • 4 cups bread flour

  • 2 tablespoons honey, warmed slightly
  • 2 tablespoons rolled oats

DIRECTIONS

  1. In a large mixing bowl, combine boiling water, oats, 1/2 cup honey, butter and salt. Let stand for 1 hour.
  2. In a small bowl, dissolve yeast in warm water. Let stand until creamy, about 10 minutes.
  3. Pour the yeast mixture into the oat mixture. Add 2 cups of flour; mix well. Stir in the remaining flour, 1/2 cup at a time, beating well after each addition. When the dough has pulled together, turn it out onto a lightly floured surface and knead until smooth and elastic, about 20 minutes. Lightly oil a large bowl, place the dough in the bowl and turn to coat with oil. Cover with a damp cloth and let rise in a warm place until doubled in volume, about 1 hour.
  4. Deflate the dough and turn it out onto a lightly floured surface. Divide the dough into two equal pieces and form into loaves. Place the loaves into two lightly greased 9x5 inch loaf pans. Cover the loaves with a damp cloth and let rise until doubled in volume, about 40 minutes. Preheat oven to 350 degrees F (175 degrees C).
  5. Bake at 375 degrees F (190 degrees C) for about 30 minutes or until the top is golden brown and the bottom of the loaf sounds hollow when tapped. Remove loaves from pans, brush tops of loaves with 2 tablespoons honey and sprinkle with oats.

Monday, July 7, 2008

I make blankets


All hail me! I am learning to quilt, and this is the first quilt I made. I forgot to take a picture of it so I made Steph send me a picture. It was supposed to be a king sized quilt for Steph and Te but I ran out of material and it ended up full size. I have no idea what they can possibly do with this, but it is theirs nonetheless. The Hawaiian print squares I found all cut out in a bag for 50 cents at a DI back when we lived in Provo and so I bought them and kept them until I could sew them together into something. I like how it turned out...just don't look too closely at the sewing. I am definitly not a perfectionist.

I also learned how to crotchet and the first blanket I made went to Elle! It turned out pretty nice minus the knots. I'm not good at hiding them. Gosh I miss that baby girl!

Sunday, July 6, 2008

Star charts


Pat found Evan sitting on the toilet, reading my star charts, and just had to sneak a picture. Hilarious kid. Maybe this is how Captain Picard started out. "Chart a course for...!"
He's learned about a thousand new words since he turned two (Like two weeks ago!) and makes us laugh all day long when he busts out something new. Yesterday he was yelling, "Nabber Grabber!" which is the name of one of our chickens, and it was so cute!

Beating the Heat



Our sandbox has been a lot of fun this year. Last year we just got a large cooler and filled it with sand for the kids to play in, but this year I built a box. When it's really hot, we turn it into a water park! The only downside to this is the laundry. Hose off the kids clothes, then have them strip, and hose them off again, and THEN let them back in the house.

Wednesday, July 2, 2008

Finally Rain!

I would call today the start of the monsoon season here in our part of New Mexico. It was so hot and dry today that I went around with the hose and hand watered our suffering trees. Then, suddenly, right out of the blue clear sky, a crack of thunder, and whoosh! Rain poured harder than I've seen in a long time. Within a couple minutes there were puddles and then ponds on the ground and the rain gutters just spilling over the sides. And hail too! Our yard looked like it had snowed! I don't know how on such a hot day, hail can come pouring down, but it did. I love storms like these. I loved it in Utah and now here in New Mexico, because they are so sudden like that. I'll be working outside, and the sky darkens, wind starts to blow, a crack of thunder and I realized where I was sweating and toiling in the sun, I am suddenly cold and shivering. Storms are always exciting to me. And finally today we got much needed rain!!!

Sam was in the bath today, and I told Dallas that as soon as Sam got out they would have to lay down for nap/rest time. Then I heard Dallas whispering to Sam, "Sam, Mama says when you get out we have to take naps, so stay in the bath as long as you want so we don't have to take naps." And Sam whispered back, "Okay."