Life: McOmber Style

My New Blog & a Giveaway

2011-12-03T06:41:00.000-08:00

My sweet friends, have you heard about my new blog yet? I am kind of excited about it. Actually, I am giddy. The, jump up and down in the middle of the grocery store when the thought of people reading it & viewing my designs pops into my head,type of giddy.
Pop on over to SimplyCumorah.blogspot.com and check it out. I am doing a GIVEAWAY today, and I hope you love it! All you have to do is become a follower of that blog, and you're entered for a chance to win.
Love you all!
Cumorah

Thanksgiving Part 1: Wedding

2011-11-29T21:31:00.000-08:00

Our week of Thanksgiving was action packed this year. We had a wedding, hosted a feast, wonderful houseguests, and a baby shower - and went to a movie, archery shooting, rock climbing and swimming with the cousins. So let's start at the beginning with Todd & Kathryn's wedding, shall we? In a word: LOVELY.

Calvin was even moved to tears...and drool.

My little sweeties.

All the cousins!

My girls thought Kathryn looked just like a princess. Isn't she darling?

At the reception.

A siblings ONLY photo.

Not to be outdone, we held our own In-Laws ONLY photo. We are just too funny.

Dan's Aunties that we got to keep for a couple of days! They are so much fun!

They hired the best ballon artist I have ever seen for the evening.

Ah, so sweet. Mother & Son.

And Father & Daughter.

Finally Florida

2011-10-17T19:01:00.000-07:00

You know those projects that beg for your attention, but are just too big for you to have lots of spare time to sit down and tackle, and so they don't get done for five months? I am well aquainted with that type of project. Sorting, editing, cutsie-fying, and posting our pictures from our amazing Florida vacation last May has been one of those things that kept getting pushed aside for another day. I wanted to do it right. I didn't want to miss one photo. I wanted to post each and every enormous smile. This blog will {someday I promise honey} be printed as our family photo/memories album, and I didn't want to leave anything out. That rationalization may also explain why I have an entire year to catch up on!
Without further ado, a photo-journal of our time together in beautiful Florida. Much of our time was spent with our sweet cousins, whom my chitlins adore. You'll see their cute faces mixed in with our family as well. Enjoy!

BFFs

2011-10-16T13:47:00.000-07:00

I happen to seriously love these girls. Lori & Kadi have known me for a long, long time, and they still like me. That is true friendship right there. I tell you what.
It is a party whenever we get together. Lori came to stay at my house this weekend, and we had SUCH a great time! Lots of shopping & eating...but even more laughing our tootsies off.

I didn't get a pic the night we went out with Stephanie, Shannon and Natalei...I'll have to add it here later when someone sends it my way. Natalei joined us to go see Footloose {so cute by the way} and to prance around in these sassy little witch hats. I'm pretty sure the guy taking our picture was on the verge of kicking us out of the store. I seriously could not stop giggling.
Jill joined us for dinner after the show...and the fun continued into the wee hours of the morning. Bella scolded me for staying up so late when I went into her room at 2am to check on the girls before I went to bed. I'm sure the tables will be turned on that someday! Hopefully, she will find friends as great as these and have lots of opportunites to laugh until she cries, talk the night away, and know that her friends will be there for her in good times and bad. And hopefully, hopefully, her friends will NEVER move away to Utah, so she can spend as much time with them as she darn well pleases!!!

Date Night Fight

2011-10-16T13:40:00.000-07:00

I sure do love date nights with Dan. Especially when we attend such culturally enriching events like MMA fighting matches.
It was surprisingly, a lot of fun. I was nervous about watching people pummel eachother, but only one fighter got seriously injured (which made this little mama cringe!). Luckily, we were up far enough that we couldn't actually see the blood. My favorite part was rooting for the fighter that looked just like Jesus. He was a riot. After he won, he thanked his trainer, his family, and his "best friend, Jesus!"We had a great time. Love spending time with this cutie pie...beard and all. :)

Synchronized Swimming & a Song

2011-10-16T13:06:00.000-07:00

Azure, Hannah, Maycee, Kaitlyn, Bella

Aah, the Ward Talent Show. I kind of love it. This year, it was combined with our ward campout. Due to the fact that it had been quite rainy and a snitch chilly, the McOmber fam opted out of the sleeping in a tent portion of the evening, but we certainly made up for it in the not hiding our light under a bushel segment of the night.

I made up a little syncronized swimming routine for Bella, Azure and a few of their sweet friends. They had lots of fun practicing, but way more fun performing...especially because they got to spit water out at the audience at the very end. They thought they were hilarious! So stinkin' cute. Great job ladies!

{Scroll down to see the video}

Of course, I couldn't let the girls have all the fun. I told a story and sang a little ditty too. This is (mostly) what I said:

I grew up in a car-trip loving family. All nine of us would pile into the family station wagon and drive all over the west. Back in my day, we didn’t have DVD players in the car. We didn’t have iPods or iPads or DS’s. But, we did have in dash cassette player, and we sang. And sang. And sang. My dad taught us old school folk & country songs, like “Dead Skunk in the Middle of the Road”, “Ole Slew Foot” and “Home Grown Tomatoes”. I learned a lot of great life lessons through those songs, like the fact that: “there’s only two things that money can’t buy – that’s true love & home grown tomatoes”. But, he also taught us gospel songs, some obscure, like “Dropkick me Jesus Through the Goalposts of Life” and other, more well known songs.
On one of our trips through rural Oregon, in the middle of nowhere several of us kids needed to make a pitstop. And there, like a desert oasis was a small shack, boasting a neon lighted “Open” sign. When we walked through the door, we realized this building served as the post office by day, and the local Tavern by night. We were there at night. This place was full of haggard, mangy bearded men, who wore bandanas atop their heads, and beat up leather vests. The ladies looked just as weathered – but without the beards. They graciously let us use the facilities. And because we wouldn’t be purchasing anything from behind the bar…in a Partridge Family style moment, we thought the best payment to give them would be a song. So, my sisters, dad and I lined up in front of the bar, looked out at this tough crowd, and sang them this song: I then proceeded to sing the same song we performed for that bar many, many years ago... Swing Lo, Sweet Chariot. It's one of my favorites, and I will never forget singing it in a beat up little tavern when I was a girl - especially because, as we finished, the 'rough' crowd rose to their feet clapping, wiped tears from their eyes, and hugged us as we left to get on with our trip. Was it super cheesy? Yes. Was it something I would ever ask my kids to do? No way. But was it worth it? Absolutely.

The Photo Shoot

2011-10-05T07:41:00.000-07:00

So usually, this time of year, I am posting about our family photo session. I am totally behind and don't even have that booked yet... but, a few weeks ago my sweet, talented, hilarious friend Jen, asked if I wanted to be a part of a Hot Mama photoshoot. Pictures? Of me? Without four kids to dress up and bribe with whatever candy is stuck to the bottom of my purse so they will squeeze out one stinkin smile while actually looking at the camera? Um, yes please! We had so much fun. Six ladies. All gussied up.Strutting our stuff in gorgeous Ute Valley Park.
Check out her work! She is one seriously talented little chica. JenniferWyethPhotography.com Love that girl!!!

Crap. It's Picture Day.

2011-09-14T08:16:00.000-07:00

You know those school-picture-day mornings when you happen to forget that it’s picture day, and you sleep in because you also forget that daughter #1 has choir practice an hour BEFORE school starts, and said daughter refuses to wear anything except the outfit that has a hole in it that you meant to mend weeks ago, so you whip out your sewing machine and fix it right that second, while she shovels down breakfast and brushes her teeth, before you race to curl hair, sign homework books, track down a matching pair of shoes that were hiding out inside a backpack, fill out the picture order forms, and realize as you’re dropping her off at school that you haven’t brushed your own hair or even thrown on a bra? Yep. Today was that day.
Where do I sign up for Mom of the Year?

A Concert, A Fair, and a Taco

2011-09-05T21:14:00.000-07:00

There are precisely one million things I need to post about on this here blog...but they will have to be postponed yet another day. Because today, today must be devoted to recording my girls' night out with my two favorite girls ever. Azure & Bella {and Bella's bestie & her mama} accompanied me on a magical evening at the Colorado State Fair.

OK, maybe magical is stretching it a bit...but the girls screamed and giggled and danced into the wee hours of the night with Selena Gomez. It was my girls' first real concert - and I'm pretty sure they loved it. Surrounded by the buzz of it all, Azure still managed to fall asleep with her head in my lap around 10:45pm, with thousands of girls squealing around her. I was seriously impressed with her sleep anywhere skills!

Before the concert, we hit the fair for a couple hours. Have I ever told you before how much I happen to love fairs? The Tulelake Fair was a highlight of my childhood summers. I would save up my newspapering money, enter the art contests just to win more cash for the fair, and blow it all in one day on navajo tacos, elephant ears, and as many spins on the Gravitron that a fry-bread filled tummy could handle. Those were the days. And this was just a glimpse of one of those days for my sweet girls.

They rode the ferris wheel.

They tried their hand at tossing teensy little rings onto even teensier bottle necks. Not a one found it's way to a prize. Can you believe it? Those carnies. They're so tricky.
They took a shot at the hammer swing. With a little help from this robust, yet kind carnie, the marker hit the bell and both Azure & Bella got to pick from an assortment of blow up bats and swords that didn't even hold their air until we got home, but made them feel quite accomplished! They pet the livestock.
And I helped myself to a scrumptious Navajo Taco. Ah, the memories.

Thanks for a fun-filled night girls!!!

Peach Heaven

2011-08-12T12:11:00.000-07:00

I discovered a little slice of heaven yesterday.
And if heaven were an end of summer days dessert,
it would be known as Cheescake Stuffed Peaches.
Simple. Easy. Amazingly delicious. And Gluten free. What more can you ask for?
Here's how I made mine:

Ingredients:
8 Peaches halved and pitted
3 Tbsp. Sugar with 1 tsp. Ground Cinnamon

1 8 oz pkg cream cheese, softened
1/4 C. Sugar
1 Egg Yolk
1.5 tsp. Vanilla

Directions:
1. Preheat oven to 350 degrees. Line a 15x10 baking pan with aluminum foil; set aside.
Trim a very thin slice from the round side of each peach half so halves stand flat on the baking pan. Arrange peach halves, cut sides up, in prepared pan. Sprinkle cut sides of peaches with cinnamon-sugar; set aside.
2. in a medium mixing bowl beat cream cheese with a mixer on medium speed until smooth. Add sugar, egg yolk, and vanilla. Beat until combined. Spoon cream cheese mixture into peach centers.
3. Bake, uncovered, about 30 minutes or until lightly browned and softened. Serve warm!

I served these with vanilla bean ice cream. Heaven. Simply heaven.

A little talk on Confidence

2011-08-12T10:35:00.000-07:00

I want my kiddos to be chalk full of confidence. I wish for them: Confidence in themselves. Confidence in the love Mom & Dad have for them. Confidence in their skills at school. Confidence in their friendships. As well as confidence in their beliefs...which of course, are growing, and are greatly guided by what Dan & I believe. That’s how life works, right? As a parent, you impart to your children the things that are important to you. Whether those things be a love of nature, a love of cookies, a devotion to perfecting some sweet basketball moves, or a love of God; what’s important to you will shine through and rub off on your sweet little chitlins.

Just like you, I had parents that taught me lots and lots of things. My mom taught me the importance of education. She taught me how to study, how to memorize just about anything, and how to knock the socks off any spelling bee competitor I came up against {except my older brother that is}. My dad taught me how to create art & beauty from seemingly nothing. He taught me how to ride a bike {in the grass so I wouldn’t skin my knees}, how to do long division, how to drive, how to get toilet paper out of tree limbs taller than our house {he was a jr. high school teacher – we got t.p.’d often!}, how to recognize feelings of the spirit, and how to share those with others.

From the time I was three years old, he helped me write “talks” for church. In our church, children have the opportunity to share their growing understanding of God and Christ’s teachings in “Primary”. Every week, a different child is selected to give a {very} short speech on a specific topic. Can I tell you – I love this! I am so grateful that I had the opportunity at such a young age to become comfortable in front of a crowd, and to gain confidence in myself.

My dad was pretty awesome at helping us write our talks. He wanted us to be able to stand and say what we wanted to say without any help. This might seem a wee bit impossible for a three year old who can’t read yet…but that’s where his creative mind went to work. He would draw us storyboards of our talk, then rehearse it with us until we were more than ready to stand up in front of all of our friends and teachers and present our talk with confidence.
Here’s a sample of one of the talks he drew for me way back in 1983, when this little miss was only five years old:

{He obviously let me draw myself in the last frame. I must have been hoping to hop up and dance on the podium}

Now, I have the opportunity to do the same thing for my kids. I’m not as intent on my babies having their talks memorized, but I do create storyboards to help them remember their speech. It has been so much fun to help my girls as they have prepared for and delivered several talks over the last five years.

Bella is a natural performer. She begged for a chance to speak the day she toddled into primary, and has delivered every talk by heart {even the ones that I remembered about while we are already sitting in our pew for Sacrament meeting, and scrawled out on the back of the program for her to use}. Azure doesn’t care about memorizing, but that girl can give a talk with gusto. She loves preaching the good word!
Last week, Calvin joined the talk-giving ranks.

He worked hard. He knew his talk. But, his little nerves got to him, and when he stepped up to the microphone, he turned to me with a blank stare and asked “what do I say?!” I whispered the beginning of each section to him, then he would remember, and BELT IT OUT through the microphone. I’m pretty sure it was headache inducing to all the teachers present…but it was a great confidence builder for him. He tackled a challenge. He succeeded. And he wore the BIGGEST smile when he was done. This is the little talk he gave:

This is a talk Azure gave last December: And Bella, well she is sooo experienced, and sooo much older... so now she helps me write her own talks with a lot less pictures, and a lot more words. This is one she did last year: So, among many laudable programs…one thing I love about our church is the opportunity Primary provides for my children to learn, to share, and to build ever-important confidence. And it's something I am confident will bless their lives forever.

Theater Camp - 2011

2011-07-28T10:36:00.000-07:00

Last year my girls attended a theater camp during the summer, and performed in a version of Alice in Wonderland. It was cute. They had fun. But it was pricey.

This year, as we are trying to save where we can, I decided that it would be silly of me to pay someone else to teach my girls what I am equipped to teach them myself. Thus, 'Dream It. Be It. Theater Camp.' was founded.
I sent this flier home with all the kiddos in Azure & Bella's classes on the last day of school, after hearing back from a whopping two classmates, I recruited some friends & neighbors to join our camp.
And can I tell you, we had a BLAST!

I wrote the script: Pirates of the Cloudy Meatball specifically for the kids who attended camp. During the week, we played, laughed, ate snacks, rehearsed, and worked our scurvy bones off getting ready for performance day. I was SOOO proud of all the kids. They had all their lines memorized,had the songs down pat, knew where they were supposed to be and when, and they totally pulled off this show! They were awesome, and funny, and fearsome, and perfect in their roles. I couldn't be happier with how the show turned out...but I was even happier about the time I was able to spend with this amazing group of kids. I seriously had a great time with all of them.

Here's a pic of our crew:

{Yep, that's a hand-built boat you see there. Dan helped me make it stand up. I made the set, props, and some of the costumes, and turned our basement into the setting for a high seas adventure!}

Bella and Azure were both orphan girls who later dressed up like pirates to save their kidnapped friend, Pepper. They sang, they danced, they acted up a storm... they were awesome!

I seriously wish I took more pictures!!!

After the show, we ate pirate treats that I whipped up {very early} that morning. So yummy!

I'm definitely going to do Theater Camp again next year. It was lots of work, but absolutely worth it!

Any show requests for next year? I'm thinking something with cowboys maybe...Yeehaw!

Validation

2011-06-23T21:25:00.000-07:00

I told my kids they would be having a babysitter in the morning.
They asked why.
I answered that it was because I have a job interview.
And surprisingly, all at once, out of the mouths of my three eldest, rang a resounding "Nooooo!!!!!" Followed quickly by questions like: "Will we have to go to daycare?" "Who will take care of us?" "I don't want you to go to work mommy!"

And can I tell you...it seriously made my day. They really do appreciate their mommy! They might not thank me everytime I scrape their dried up Cream of Wheat off the table. They might not mention how much they love those goodnight hugs, kisses and stories about BillyBob, JohnJohn & Clyde. They might tell me how much they do NOT like chicken croquettes as they turn up their noses and refuse to eat for the night. They might groan as I coerce them into doing their daily reading - even during summer vacation. They might grumble as I explain again that I have sorted, washed, dried and folded their laundry, and now they can put it away or else. They might take fifteen minutes too long to pile into the van on our way to piano, soccer, dance, church, the gym, errand running, and even the pool...but now...the secret is out. They really would miss having their mama around. And my heavens, I would miss them too.

So no, they won't have to go to daycare. I'm really, really hoping it's the same type of graphic design position I had before that graciously allowed me to work from home. If not, then it's not for me. I suppose I'll find out in the morning!

Modeling Totes

2011-06-01T10:07:00.000-07:00

Yesterday, I took my chitlins out to Fox Run Park for a little photo shoot for my amazing friend Angela. She and her sister started up Bella McKinsey Scripture Totes a few years ago...and she wanted some pics for her new kids collection. Aren't these bags adorable? Love them! You can find these bags and more {they make super cute adult bags too} at stores like Deseret Book & Seagull Book, or you can order them online.

We did a few indoor shots too, just to make sure we got some good ones. My girls loved being fashion models for the day. And my boys...well...bribed by enough candy, they made it through!

The Finger

2011-05-01T19:55:00.000-07:00

Sweet little Azure.
Oh she makes me laugh.
Last night, she got her left index finger smashed in a shelf at Target. That did not make me laugh.
By the time we got home, it was a swollen, bloody mess, and she was a wreck. I had Dan look at it to see if he thought it was broken. He decided it wasn't, but did tell her that her fingernail would probably fall off. {Not something you ideally tell a little miss who is teary eyed and scared already.}
As expected, she squealed. Then whimpered. Then clung to mama for a big fat hug.
She settled down a little at the counter with her finger in some ice, and then slowly, quietly, asked me:

"So mom...what's going to happen when my finger falls off?"

That little sugar thought daddy told her she was going to lose her finger. I think she handled the news amazingly well for thinking her whole finger was going to fall off. I'm pretty sure I would have been a little more hysterical had I been delivered that diagnosis.

We all had a good laugh. Except Azure. She was too busy sighing with relief.

Bella's Baptism Day

2011-04-18T13:10:00.000-07:00

These are a few pictures from the slideshow I put together for the baptism. It was played to the inspiring song, If the Savior Stood Beside Me, by Sally DeFord.

These are the pictures of sweet little Bella that were included in the slideshow. I love this girl. And she truly does try to live as though the Savior were standing by, watching over her.

We had refreshments after the baptism with lots of friends and family! Above, Uncle Tyler is surrounded by most of the kids there.

So proud of this girlie!

Playing with Nana & Bapa

2011-04-18T13:01:00.000-07:00

We are so glad Nana, Bapa & Eden were able to come visit for Bella's baptism. We are even more glad they came a couple days early so we could play! Oh, and super, super grateful for all of Nana's help making refreshments, keeping my kitchen clean, and feeding little chitlins. Couldn't have done the weekend without her!

My Choice

2011-04-05T10:21:00.000-07:00

The last couple days have been rough. But in spite of it all, today, I choose joy. I choose peace. I choose belief. I choose to focus on the good: on my children, on my husband, on my amazing and numerous blessings of which they are a humungous part. I choose calm. I choose to laugh, and mean it. Not being happy is kind of rotten. OK, a lot rotten. But I am so grateful that I have a choice. And my choice is one of gladness. Come what may.

a Baby, a Rock and a Great Big Mess

2011-03-31T09:16:00.000-07:00

A list of all the places Calvin's nose gushed blood on his mad dash to find me after having the above pictured rock chucked at his face by sweet, loveable, rocket arm-ed Emmett while I was in the shower this morning:

The tan couch cushion he was sitting on.

All over his shirt, shorts, hair, face, legs...it was bad.

The basement carpet.

8 of the 14 carpeted stairs.

The entry-way wood floor.

The light blue front bathroom mat.

The light blue front bathroom towel.

My bedroom door.

My bedroom carpet.

My bathroom floor.

And finally, in the shower, where he found me, hopped in, and spent the next 15 minutes until we got it under control.

And why do we have a rock in the house that the baby who throws everything in sight could get his hands on? Big sister Azure has at least 6 fake cell phones. She is obsessed with them. {You may remember that she hired a manager a couple years back that she chatted with constantly.} Even with her overabundance of sparkly, beeping, pink plastic phones, she has toted this rock around in her purse for the last 2 years to use as cell phone #7.

She must have left her purse out. Mom had been out of sight for a whole two minutes. And you know the rest. Happy Thursday!

I can't wait until I'm 8

2011-03-02T13:40:00.000-08:00

Can you believe this little cutie is getting baptized next month?
These are my favorites pics I took of Bella at Temple Square in Salt Lake last week. Oh man, our little girl is so grown up!

XO

2011-02-14T21:00:00.001-08:00

Once upon a time, I was a girl who got lost in the fantasy of Valentine's day. I was a girl with dangerously high expectations for this flowery holiday. A girl who dreamed of dancing and diamonds and dinner I had to dress up for. A girl who ultimately took matters into her own hands and planned year after year of fabulous Valentine's adventures. Until, one day. I got tired. I realized my husband loved me, and I loved him, whether or not we were dining & dancing on one specific day of the year.
Perhaps, I am just getting old, but today was quite ordinary. Aside from the school party planning & doing, and the special treats for my little ones, and a pair of "Brasil" flip flops for my sweetie, it could have been any other ordinary Monday.
Luckily, I get to spend every single ordinary Monday with my very favorite people in the whole wide world.
Happy simple, quiet, blissfully ordinary Valentine's Day.
xo,
Cumorah

Kid Craft: Valentine's Pillow

2011-01-29T13:59:00.000-08:00

Have you ever gotten in over your head when planning a school holiday party? Me too. 2 years ago, I had this fabulous idea that I should help those cute little Kindergarteners in Bella's class learn about service. My idea was simple. Sew pillows. Bring pillows to class party ~ unstuffed and undecorated. Let the kiddos use fabric paint to decorate and then stuff the pillows. Take home to sew up the little opening {luckily an awesome mom in B's class did that part for me} then meet up with the class on a Saturday at the local hospital to give to the children who would be spending their Valentine's Day there.
It really ended up being a great experience...the kids were soooo excited to share a little love with sick & injured children, but I may have grossly underestimated the time it would take me {a novice seamstress at best} to sew enough pillows for everyone in Bella's class.
Here we are, two years later...and my girls decided they wanted to make some of those pillows for themselves. I gathered some fabric scraps we had on hand, and we went to work. 1. Cut out a heart shape in 2 layers of your main fabric. Cut a smaller heart in your mid fabric, and yet a smaller heart out of your white fabric.

2. Use a straight stitch, about half an inch from the edge of the mid heart to sew it to one layer of your main fabric. Snip 1/4" wide strips into the edge of that mid fabric, but don't cut into your stitching. Sew the white heart onto the mid fabric with a zig-zag stitch. Place right sides of the main fabric together, and using a straight stitch, sew them together, being sure to leave an opening large enough for your kiddo's hand to reach through.

3. Get out the fabric markers, and let them add their very own design to the white fabric. This, of course, is their favorite part! {remember to heat set their design afterwards if your markers require that.}

4. Let them stuff the pillow with batting.

5. Hand stitch the little opening closed.

6. And there you have it. A simple, quick, and fun Valentine's project for you and the little ones {and maybe, just maybe, if you are a faster seamstress than me, for the 21 other kids in your little ones' class.} Enjoy!

Want more Valentine's Party Ideas? Check out my new school blog!

Get Over to the Cheeky Kitchen

2011-01-25T19:39:00.000-08:00

My friend Brooke is amazing. Mom to four chitlins. Chef. Baker. Recipe Creator Extraordinaire. Soon to be Cook Book Author. And a delightful, uplifting, witty little blogger.
And guess what I just found out.
Panera Bread has hired her to dine & write about their yummy eats, and her experiences while feasting there. As I mentioned in a comment on her amazing {blast, I already used that adjective, but it's just so fitting} blog, Cheeky Kitchen, I really try to keep envy out of my life. But after reading her sweet, tantilizing Panera post, I could feel it creeping in. And before I knew it - wham. There it was. Full blown envy.
I do. I will admit it. I envy her {for more reasons than getting paid to dine at Panera}, but am also so extremely happy for her. She is a wonderful, good hearted person who deserves all the accolades, blue ribbons, and book deals that are coming her way. Go check out her site, try some of her scrumptious recipes, and laugh with her along the way. Congrats Brooke!

On Vices & Cookies

2011-01-19T15:40:00.000-08:00

We all have our vices. We all have our comforts that make us feel great in the moment, but regret later. Being Mormon, a lot of those vices are ruled out for me from the get go...but I have others. While some members drown their troubles in Dr. Pepper, or turn to energy drinks for the high they crave, I, like I assume others are, am addicted to food. Treats in particular. Have you ever been to a church function that was deemed successful that didn't involve refreshments? Me neither.

As I have been kick starting yet another phase of fitness & healthy eating in an effort to ditch the rest of my baby weight {yes, my baby is almost a 1 1/2}, I have realized that there is one thing that I just cannot say no to. I have fended off brownies, cheesecake, homemade white rolls {mmm. that one was tough}, but cookies, ah, delicious cookies, those are my weakness.

The homemade variety especially.

When I'm not watching what I'm eating - I can easily down a dozen in a sitting. Awful, I know. I love, love, love them. Any flavor really. Peanut Butter are probably my favorite, followed in a close second by White Chocolate Macedamia Nut...but really...I've never met a homemade cookie that I didn't love. {unless it spent a little too much time in the oven}

I'm sure you are sitting there thinking, well, my heavens dear, just stop making cookies. The trouble is, I have kids. And my kids love cookies. And they think I'm the greatest mom ever when they come home from school to a fresh batch of Chocolate Chip ones piled on a plate next to a cool glass of milk. And, Calvin begs me to bake with him every, and I mean every day. How can I say no to that? And when I have cookies in my home, I find myself nearly incapable of declining them.

Six years and two babies ago, I was crazy about getting my pre-baby body back. I balanced my proteins & carbs. I worked out like a wild woman, and I never ate treats or baked goods. I made a magnet for my refrigerator that said, in bold letters "Nothing tastes better than being skinny." I got down to about 8% body fat, and, I looked like this:

{as this is a family friendly blog, I'll save you the full body views.}

I loved the body I worked so hard for. But, a couple pregnancies wiped out the results of my efforts pretty quickly, and it's been increasingly more difficult to drop the weight.

As they say, sacrifice is giving up one thing for something even better. I suppose then, my biggest struggle is not my addiction to cookies, but in deciding if being a little less jiggly is in fact better than fresh baked, straight from the oven, chocolately goodness.

Any thoughts on the matter? I haven't quite made up my mind yet. But, I may be leaning towards the cookies...I'm open to any no-fat, low carb, high protein, kid friendly, and delicious cookie recipes you may have!

'Twas the Season

2011-01-11T12:07:00.000-08:00

This may be the longest post in the history of all blogging. It contains our entire Christmas season, from the prepping of the Christmas card & chopping down of the tree to the opening of the last gift on Christmas day, and ALL of the wonderful things in between. So, get comfy and peruse, or just skim. Either way, know that we love having you visit our family blog ~ and wish you the best this new year!
{The following is our family Christmas message that's in the way-too-little-to-read print on the back of our Christmas card.}

In the hustle and bustle of everyday, I don't always stop and recognize the joy that I have in my life. Sometimes, through the haze of diaper changes, runny noses & never ending stacks of laundry, I don’t stop to appreciate the magical time of life this is for our family. This is a time of discovery, energy, excitement over everything, and plain old fun. We have adventures together daily, large & small. During the year, we have cheered the girls on at gymnastics, track, field day, and in their musical theater performances. We’ve encouraged them in their swing dance lessons, listened proudly as Bella practiced “Ode to Joy” on the piano for the 63rd time, laughed as we attempted the Spanish words that Azure taught us daily, and hugged the living daylights out of those cute girls when they were returned safe & sound after being lost in the great bus caper of August 2010. We rooted for Calvin during basketball and t-ball games, kissed him goodbye on his first day of Pre-School, and wondered constantly where he came up with so many questions about everything from how Jesus turns on the rain to how machine guns shoot bullets so fast. We have followed Emmett up & down stairs as he learned to crawl, got excited over each new word that spilled from his adorable little mouth, and cuddled him before his mini-surgery that has {fingers crossed} cured his frequent ear infections.
We spent the majority of our summer swimming, hiking, camping, fishing, & exploring the vast beauties of Colorado as a family. {This was tricky at times with Emmett’s love of eating rocks & dirt, but it was worth it!} We made the road trip to visit family in Provo once for a wedding, once for Pioneer Day, and will be there once more before the year is through. The kids still talk about the week Nana & Bapa came out to play while Dan & I kicked our heels up in Nashville for our tenth anniversary. Emmett & I took a trip to Boston for my sister’s graduation, and got home just in time to finish the preparations for my sis-in-law’s wedding reception at our home.
I played a working mom for two weeks as I fulfilled my civic duty as a juror in June, and was thrilled when I could come home and “just” be a mom again. What a blessing - I missed my little ones!
Dan kept busy with work, and the travel it required - but during these times of economic uncertainty - we are so grateful he is busy. On his off time, he squeezed in a few hunting trips, a little dirt biking, lots of yard work, and even more playtime with the kids. One of my greatest joys is to hear my children giggle and squeal as they’re wrestling, chasing or jumping on the trampoline with Dad. Oh, I love it!
There are so many reasons to be joyous - even in the day to day little things in our lives. We wish you great joy in your lives as well, especially during the holiday season! Lots of love to you & yours ~ love, the McOmbers

In an effort to simplify this Christmas, I only put out a few of our very, absolute favorite Christmas decorations. It was just enough to feel festive, not overwhelming, and a breeze to pack away. Somtimes I absolutely adore simplicity.

I know not everyone appreciates an ungroomed, straight from the forest, sometimes having two trunks type of tree ~ but I love it. My kids love it, and Dan tolerates it because he knows how much I love it. Compromise ~ it's what makes the world go 'round. Thanks sweetie!

This was kind of a rotten time of year to have Daddy gone for so long ~ but we survived, and were soooo happy to see him when he got home! Emmett is a Daddy's boy for sure, and just wasn't himself without Dan around.
I invited lots of friends to join us in bringing a little cheer to the residents of a local retirement home. About twenty kids were able to be there to sing songs, pass out candy canes, give hugs, and bring smiles to these sweet, sweet elderly residents. They sure loved the babies! Emmett & Emma were a hot commodity there ~ all of the ladies wanted a turn holding them. It really was so great to see the kids excited about making other people happy. Such a great morning!
We asked our friends and family to join us on this magical train ride to the North Pole to meet Santa, and it was awesome. The kids loved every second of it. They were caught up in the excitement before we even got to the train station, and squealed and giggled when they climbed aboard. They soaked up all the magic, and came away just glowing.{fot those of you who can't read the teensy-tiny print in the red box above ~ this is what it says}

When it comes to road trips with kids, I am not a “joy in the journey type of girl. I am a “get there as quick as we can, let the kids do their business on the side of the road, and pack a cooler full of food so we never have to stop to eat” type of girl.
But this trip to Utah was different. Because the kids were losing it being cooped up in the van, we consented to a dine in stop at Chick-fil-a so they could let out some energy in the play area. As we were eating, a group of older men with banjos, fiddles, a bass and a Santa hat started setting up shop around us. We were quickly in the midst of an old fashioned bluegrass concert right there in the lobby of Chick-fil-a.
I happen to love bluegrass music. We sang along, we danced, we requested songs, and we hung out in the Grand Junction CFA for an hour and a half. It was a highlight of our trip. Such a fun surprise! We definitely found joy in our journey that day!
This is Aunt Charity's busiest time of year, so we made a quick surprise visit to spend some time with her at work. She loves all her little kiddies ~ and they sure love her!Bapa Hunt makes the BEST snowmen, and he loves being outside playing with his grandkiddies. {Azure wants you all to notice the leaf feet she added}. When this one toppled over, they were out the next day building a bigger and better one. The second snowman was even taller than Bapa {at 6'8" he's hard to beat!} Nana, Bapa, Lia and Eden played with the kids and I {while Dan was working} at our favorite pizza place in Provo. It looks just like the Pirates of the Carribean ride at Disneyland ~ but this pirate cave comes complete with arcade games. My kids talk about it all the time ~ it's a 'must do' attraction on our visits to Nana & Bapa's!There are so many things to do in Utah that we just don't have here in Colorado. Kangaroo Zoo is one of our favorite places to hit when we are there. It's an enormous building with bounce houses, obstacle courses and slides where the adults can join in the fun too. We played, had races {I totally lost to Bella}, Dan tossed the kids around like rag dolls ~ and boy those kiddies slept good that night!
Spending time together was the best gift of all ~ but the slingshot flying monkey that Uncle Sam gave Calvin came in a close second. Everyone was so thoughtful and generous. But really, truly, just being there with family was more than enough. Even with the craziness of having eight adults, five children, four dogs and two cats staying in one house ~ we had a fabulous time!

We made it back from Utah in time to spend Christmas Eve with Grammy, Grandpa and Todd at their house. Emmett wasn't interested in being baby Jesus. Luckily Azure brought a backup just in case. Calvin played Joseph just long enough to get a ride on the donkey, but Bella and Azure were serious about their roles this year. There was no breaking character for them until Grandpa finished the last verse. So cute to see them doing the exact same thing my brothers, sisters and I would do every Christmas Eve. I can still picture Lia in a beard from her own hair as the Innkeeper. Ah, the memories!

There's just something wonderful about spending Christmas morning in your own home. The girls put out cookies for Santa, carrots for the reindeer {a strawberry for Donner, since he doesn't like carrots}, and tucked their cards for Santa next to his plate. They were darling, of course, and Bella's cracked me up! {I snuck a peak before Santa saw it}. She asked him three questions: 1. Is it true that you get a new reindeer every day of December? {a rumor floating around her school} 2. Why do they call it "xmas"? and 3. What does Donner like to eat? I hope he likes strawberries! Santa wrote them back with the answers to the questions, praised them for specific things that they have all done well this year, and encouraged them to continue being such good little girls and boys in the upcoming year. Oh that Santa... how does she {oops}, he do it all?

After reading Santa's letter - it was on to stockings, and opening gifts. Azure was upset at first because her gift from Santa was in such a smaller package than the other kids'. That was, until she opened her present. Remember her wish list? Well, it's new to her, and she thinks it's an ipod ~ so she is beside herself! Woohoo! I was sweatin' that one a little! All the kids LOVED everything! So glad they are still at the age where everything is exciting. Oh, it makes me giddy!

We got together with all the Colorado family to exchange gifts and eat a yummy Christmas dinner. My kids were so excited to give their cousins the gifts they picked out for the exchange, and I was excited to give away all the towels I made with the nephews' names on them {of which I amazingly took zero pictures. blast!}. We were given lots of great things in return! Megan made the girls the adorable hats their wearing in the pic. Emily made everyone a darling necklace, we loved all of our gifts, from cousins, Grammy & Grandpa, aunts & uncles ~ and we all had a great night.

And there you have it. A beautiful, busy, exciting, family-filled, Christ-Centered Christmas season.

A success.

A moment to indulge in a deep breath, and now off to plan for next year!

A Little Mystery

2011-01-08T18:09:00.000-08:00

How is it that a sweet little boy can have tubes put in his ears

at 10 months old

and still be getting nasty double ear infections six months later?

Little E has been a sad, grouchy, screaming, burning hot little boy recently.
It seems as if we're back to the 'good' old days.
We miss our sweet, happy, laughing, funny boy!

However, this ear mystery has helped solve a different unknown.

The realization that he is still having ear trouble may explain why he is still having walking trouble.

The poor little guy's balance is totally off.

Here's to your 2011 Emmett!

Hopefully it's a year of healthy ears & long strides!

A Week of Thanks

2011-01-06T13:10:00.000-08:00

We started a new version of our 'one thankful thing a day' tradition by hanging a ring each November day before Thanksgiving with something that we are thankful for written on it. These are the things my little ones wrote:
Bella: friends, family, holidays, school, my house, my trampoline, God, my church, piano lessons, clocks, Spanish club, snow {so I can build snowmen}, my hair {or else I would be bald}, shoes, clothes, my talents, mom & dad's car, toys, pumpkins, flowers, movies, lights, Santa, animals
Azure: books, family, food, school, God, art, Halloween, my home, my earth, trees, Thanksgiving, rocks, Mom, Calvin, Bella, firefighters, swing dance class, shakes, light, backpack, brothers, sunlight, family, bike, shoes, bed
Calvin: family, Jesus, our treehouse, mom, trampoline, daddy, Emmett, T.V., preschool, friends, sisters, preschool turkey, Dad's big motorcycle, nerf guns, books, the moon, preschool, Miss Colleen and her toys, pillow pet, my cousins, Eden, nursery, Nana & Bapa, Megan & Carter, my airplane
And I am thankful for homemade cinnamon rolls. Mmm.
This year, I only made four pies: 2 pumpkin, 1 peach {my fave}, and 1 berry. My kids love, love love to help in the kitchen, Calvin especially. He was there long after the girls took off to play, and got to help with the sweet potato casserole as well. So yummy! We went bowling Thanksgiving morning {as per usual}. Somehow, we didn't get any pictures of all the family that was with us: Todd, Meg & Carter, Grammy & Grandpa, Kasey & Emily and their kids - Daemon, Vince, Trey and Chauncey. Nobody bowled a turkey this year, but we still had a great time!
We were in Parker {almost an hour away} fed, showered, ready to go and sitting in our pew by 8:45am. I was so proud of us! Chauncey's blessing was beautiful, and it was so nice to spend time up with Emily & Kasey. We thought to take a picture only after Kasey's family left - but they are a JOY to spend time with. It was a great way to wrap up the holiday!

It's a New Day

2011-01-04T22:33:00.000-08:00

Where we live, this after holiday phase begins at least three more long months of seriously cold, windy, often snowy {yet amazingly sunny at the same time} days, without any fabulous holidays to break up the monotony. Of course there’s that sweet little lovey dovey day in February, but it just doesn’t compare to the magic of Halloween, Thanksgiving and Christmas {of which pictures are on the horizon, I promise!}.
Even with all of those things stacked against this season, I have to admit, I still absolutely LOVE the beginning of a new year.
Promise, hope, and determination replace stress and frustration. I have lots, and lots of things I want to do better. Of course, there are all the routine goals, including, but not limited to: fitness, healthy eating, spiritual study, being on time to church {we made it 15 minutes early to 9am church the first week in January! woohoo!}, saving money, being more patient-more organized-more crafty-and more fun with my kids, and being more on top of the laundry situation in my household. Seriously. It gets out of hand fast with a husband that sometimes wears four outfits a day {to workout, to work, to lounge, and to play ball}, girls that change their attire at least twice daily, and boys that are just downright messy.
But this year…I have one BIG goal.
2011 is going to be the year.
I can feel it.
It will be the year I figure out what I want to be when I grow up.

When I was a little girl, my Dad would always tell me the story about how he was inspired when he was a missionary in Indonesia, to name his first born daughter Cumorah. {He didn’t tell a soul, not even my mom, until after they were married – because he didn’t want anyone to use it.}
It’s unique. Unusual. I had a historian tell me once that it means ‘from a high place’ which is fitting, since it’s the name of the hill where a Prophet of God was given holy scripture. My Dad’s telling of the story always made me feel so special. That because there was a purpose behind my name, there must be a purpose behind me. He felt so strongly, that there was a reason for me to carry this name. While I have had several, and I mean like anytime I meet someone who is not of my faith, experiences to share a snippet of my beliefs due to my name; and I’ve had a few opportunities because of it to really share the gospel with people; I have also had experiences where I have been immediately shunned {once losing an enormous sale that I had worked with these clients for weeks on} after they discovered it’s origin.
I have wondered, for the majority of my life, the big, so far unanswered, why? Why was it so important for me to have my name, that the Lord specifically told my father what my name was to be? I haven’t figured it out yet. When I was Bella's age, I was convinced that I would become a famous popstar, and my name, as a symbol of faith would lead thousands to look to Christ. It took awhile, but I have come to terms with that dream not becoming a reality.
Yet, I feel like I can and should be doing so much more – but with so many good things to do, how is a girl like me supposed to figure out which good thing to focus on?
I believe that we are all given spiritual gifts from God. I love in Corinthians, in the Bible, the examples that are given of such spiritual gifts – like: wisdom, faith, healing, knowledge, testimony, discernment, the working of miracles...
There are people I am close with whose gifts are so apparent. They’re strengths are easily seen, and they use them readily.
This year, I will study this topic. I will identify the gifts the Lord has been gracious enough to grant me. I will seek out how He wants me to use them. And do it. I will figure out what my focus ought to be. I will find out what I should be when I grow up. And I will set out a plan of action to get there.
My sweet husband {isn't he cute?} may or may not have mentioned that this is quite a lofty goal to accomplish in one little year.
But you’ve got to start somewhere, right?
Right. And why not now?
It’s the beginning of a beautiful new year. The beginning of {get ready for the cheesiness} a new tomorrow. And I'm ready.

YSA Reunion

2010-12-27T10:01:00.000-08:00

Unfortunately, I was so wrapped up in last night's fun that I didn't even bust out my camera.
Fortunately, we had lots of our Young Single Adults back from college, and took the opportunity to have a big Christmas dinner and game night with them at our house. I have missed those kids! Really! When they're in town, we get to teach their Sunday School class during church, and have them over each Sunday evening for a spiritual thought, treats, and game night. We get so close with them, that they start to feel like our younger brothers and sisters. Dan and I collectively have 11 REAL brothers and sisters...so they just add to the mix!
Last night, we had: Codi, Jared, Jeff, Todd, Brian, Casey, Tori, Adrienne, Marie, Keri, Ali, and Hannah over for a delicious {if I do say so myself} dinner of:
Tri-tip, Shrimp Scampi, Caesar Salad, Greek Potatoes, Homemade Rolls, Egg-Nogg Punch, Chocolate/Carmel Cake and a Pumpkin Roll.
Mmm-mmm. Have to live it up in the last few days before New Years and the resolutions that follow!
They stayed late. We ate. We talked. We laughed. We played games, and laughed some more. Most of them are leaving to go back to school this week. {sad face} But it was so very good to have them in our home, and hug them, and wish them well. Love those kids.
Even when they do silly things to our house like leave two huge, live Christmas trees on our doorstep because they think it's funny. At least the trees were cheeze whiz free. Couldn't ask for more!

Oprah & Me - 1987

2010-12-03T22:48:00.000-08:00

My witty, talented, life of the party, friend Robin posted a TV review the other day, where she asked "How is it that Oprah looks better now than in 1987?"
If you question that it could possibly be true, here's the proof:

I for one, have never been an Oprah fan, but my first thought after reading Robin's querie was "Good for her! She really does look cute on the cover of her little O magazine." But then, these were the {not quite as nice} thoughts that followed...

#1 Well, money certainly can buy beauty.

#2 There's probably a lot of airbrushing involved.

#3. Shoot. I look better now than I did in 1987 too.

And who doesn't? I don't recall it being a great year for fashion. I mean, I was rocking an I Love Lasagna Garfield t-shirt, and some shaggy, uneven bangs {thanks to my stylist, dad}.

I went searching to find a photo of my 1987 self to prove this - and the only ones from that year were taken right after my accident...so I look even more tragic than normal.

The hands free party streamers are for my brother's birthday...and the black eye...that's a post in itself. {quick version: Shopping accident at JCPenney. Metal clothes rack through the eyelid, tissue and muscle. Lots of blood. One fainting store clerk. One trip to the ER. One surgery in California. One surgery in Oregon. One huge miracle that it didn't affect my vision. And one month of looking like a pirate in the third grade.}

But that aside, I think it's safe to say that yes, I indeed look better today than I did back in '87.
Take that Oprah, you're not the only one that gets better with age. But, check back with me in another 23 years...not sure if I'll be able to say the same then!

Miss C.'s Pre

2010-12-03T21:35:00.000-08:00

This is why I love Calvin's preschool teacher. She understands that it's all about the process, not the product. Cal's snowman is, to the average eye, upside down and wearing his scarf as a belt {which, let's be honest, is quite snappy.} But what I love, is that Miss C. did not try to correct his artwork. It's unique, it's fun, it's a great shape lesson, and it's all perfectly Calvin.

He loves Miss. C. She does all the fabulous things you think of doing as a mom, but never get quite organized enough to do.

...Like leaf hunts

Craft projects done in pajamas

Science projects that end in a deliciously creative snack... {made by the students of course}
Who could resist those Octopus Leg breadsticks? Yum!

Painting with wreckless abandon

Whipping up some homemade soup

And studying the habits of a daddy long legs we caught on our front porch.
So glad Calvin gets to spend five hours a week learning, laughing, sharing and creating with such an amazing teacher! Love her!

{in school pics taken by Miss. C}

Field Day

2010-11-20T09:24:00.000-08:00

Way back on October 1st, my little girlies rocked their field day.
Seriously. They did awesome. {of course I didn't have my camera, so these fuzzy pics are from my phone.}In her groups, Bella took 1st place in the long jump & cross country. 2nd place in the kangaroo hop & tennis ball throw. 3rd place in the shoe kick and 4th in the 50 yard dash.

Azure was a serious competitor. She took 1st place in four events: Long jump, tennis ball throw (pictured above - that girl has got an arm!) kangaroo hop, and shoe kick. She took 2nd in cross country, but was all tuckered out for her last event, and got 5th in the 50 yard dash.

So pleased with these cuties. They always give whatever they're doing their all --- and the big cherry on top: they're supportive and gracious towards everyone. They make a mama proud!

Az's Xmas List

2010-11-12T21:26:00.000-08:00

So I asked Azure tonight what she would like Santa to bring her if he can't get her the iPod she requested earlier. Her answer:

"Oh, maybe an iPhone then."

"Sweetheart, you're six. I don't think Santa is going to bring you an iPhone. Isn't there something else you would like?"

"The only other thing I can think of would be a laptop. That way I can work on my things on my very own computer."

I have the feeling this little girl is going to be sadly disappointed come Christmas morning.

Veterans Program

2010-11-11T20:35:00.000-08:00

Our elementary school does this tender Veterans Day program every year, ending with a salute to all servicemen & women - where they are asked to stand during the singing of their branch of the military's fight song. We clap along, as mothers, fathers, and grandparents stand in uniform around us - heads held high. Every kid in school knows each word to the Navy, Army, Air Force, and the Coast Guard's tunes - and they sing them out loud and proud.
It might sound silly, but I cried last year, I cried this year...and I'm sure the trend will continue until Emmett is the one on stage telling the crowd about the strength of this great nation.
Good job Mustangs! And a huge thank you to all those who serve and sacrifice for us!

{blast. i didn't have my camera - these are from my phone.}

My Guide to Life {that I rarely follow}

2010-11-11T10:49:00.000-08:00

For those of you will not be in attendance for my little enrichment lesson tonight -- here is just a teensy-tiny snippet of what you will miss.
Me.
Being really tired because I stayed up til midnight and got up at 5am to finish working on the lesson and the handout, even though I've known for a month I was teaching, and even though my lesson is on 'how to de-stress your life'.
Funny, eh?
I apparently don't follow my own advice very well.
I've always done my best work under pressure though. A little stress can be a good thing for me. Keeps me on my toes. Keeps life interesting. Keeps my house in utter chaos while I'm focusing on alleviating that one stressor.
But, according to the cute little pamphlet I JUST finished putting together, that's not the way it has to be. Especially during this joyous, merry, uplifting, and crazy time of the year!
One of the things that I didn't love growing up, was that my mom rarely joined us in family activities during the holidays - like sledding, or swimming, or playing dodgeball – because she was too busy in the kitchen, preparing a meal for when we came home from said activities. {at the time, I wasn't thoughtful enough to actually offer to help her so she could have time to come with. darned hindsight.}
I really want to make time for those things. I want to be out there with my kids, and family, and friends. Who wants to be stuck in the kitchen when you could be dodging an orange rubber ball to the head?
It doesn't just happen though. Someone has to plan and prepare so hungry little, red cheeked, frozen fingered chitlins have something warm to eat upon walking in the wreath bedecked front door. And that someone, is me. Or you. Here's how:
Some families solve this dilemma by eating out, ordering in, or drive-thruing it through the holidays. We generally will have pizza one night the week of Christmas, but eating out every day isn't an option for us. So...preparing meals weeks ahead of time, and freezing them, or putting the crockpot to use is the way I make it all work.
So, as my little pre-Christmas gift to you, here is my favorite Pumpin Cake Roll recipe (perfect for freezing, then serving with Christmas dinner later) and my favorite Crockpot chicken dish that will have your snow covered little ones leaving scarves, mittens and clunky boots in a chilly trail on their way to the kitchen table.

Pumpkin Cake roll (thanks molly)
3 eggs, separated
1 cup sugar, divided
2/3 cup canned pumpkin (you can also use instead of pumpkin mashed bananas to make 2/3 cup and make it a banana cake roll)
3/4 cup all purpose flour
1 tsp. baking soda
1/2 tsp ground cinnamon
1/8 tsp salt
Filling:
1 pkg (8 oz) cream cheese, softened
2 T butter, softened
1 cup confectioners' sugar
3/4 tsp vanilla
Additional confectioners' sugar

Line a 15-in. x 10-in. x 1-in. baking pan with waxed paper; grease the paper and set aside. In a large mixing bowl, beat egg yolks on high speed until thick and lemon-colored. Gradually add 1/2 cup sugar and pumpkin, beating on high until sugar is
almost dissolved.
In a small mixing bowl, beat egg whites until soft peaks form. Gradually add remaining sugar, beating until stiff peaks form. Fold into egg yolk mixture. Combine flour, baking soda, cinnamon and salt. Gently fold into pumpkin mixture. Spread into prepared pan.
Bake at 375 for 12-15 min. or until the cake springs back when lightly touched. Cool for 5 minutes. Turn cake onto a kitchen towel dusted with confectioners' sugar. Gently peel off waxed paper. Roll up cake in the towel jelly roll style, starting with a short side. Cool completely on a wire rack.

In a mixing bowl, combine cream cheese, butter, confectioners' sugar and vanilla. Beat until smooth. Unroll cake; spread filling evenly to within 1/2 in. of edges. Roll up again. Cover and freeze for up to 3 months. Remove from freezer 15 min. before cutting. Dust with confectioners' sugar if desired.

Angelic Chicken
6 skinless, boneless chicken cut in strips or chunks—your choice
¼ c. butter
1 (0.7 oz.) pkg. Italian salad dressing mix
1 (10¾ oz) can cream of chicken soup
1 C. white grape juice
½ of 8 oz tub cream cheese with chives and onion
Hot cooked rigatoni pasta
Serves: 6

Place uncooked chicken in a 3-4 quart crock pot.
In saucepan, melt butter, stir dressing mix into butter.
Stir in soup, juice and cream cheese until combined.
Pour over chicken
Cover, and cook on low heat setting for 4 to 5 hours.
Shred chicken if desired.
Serve over hot cooked pasta.

Have a very Merry {and low stress} Holiday Season!

Emmett & the Spoken Word

2010-11-08T20:48:00.000-08:00

Not surprisingly. This boy is loud. Dan is loud. I am loud. My other three children are loud. It's to be expected, for sure.

What I am constantly surprised by, is all the screaming this little cutie-patootie does.

I am certain once he is able to communicate more clearly, the screaming will subside, and chirps of, "Mommy, I love you, you are the best mommy in the whole wide world, and I just want to hug you and hug you" will drip from his precious little lips.

Until then, we are familiar with screaming, but also enamored by this blue eyed boy when he utters any of the few words he knows.

His first word was DADDY, followed shortly by YEAH (as in, do you want some more banana? "Yeah".) MOMMY came next, then UH-OH (which seems to be his favorite and is oh-so-adorable), he can mimic the sounds for BELLA, CAL, and BOTTLE, but isn't exactly there yet, and he's getting quite close to POOPY.

His favorite song is "I Like to Move It Move It". He shakes his hips, bobs his head, and attempts to sing along every time we hear it (which thanks to Calvin, is often). In fact, I'm pretty sure that's where he picked up "YEAH". Maybe next he'll be crawling around saying, "back it up, back it up, back it up, yo."

Man, here's hoping. I'm dusting off a spot for my Super-Mom of the Year trophy this very second!

Sick Sausage

2010-11-05T10:23:00.001-07:00

A few weeks ago, I wound up with food poisoning from some spicy gumbo. I was feeling quite dreadful, and Calvin kept asking me to make him sausage. At the time, the thought of it made me want to hurl, so I told him I was sick, and just couldn't manage to make him sausage that day.

Since then,

about every other day,

out of the blue,

he will ask me..."Mommy, are you sick?"

I will say, "No. Why?"

He will answer, "Can you make me some sausage then?"

Who can resist that cuteness?

He may eat sausage every healthy day the rest of my life.

Lady A with K&P

2010-11-04T10:33:00.000-07:00

Halloweek in Review

2010-11-02T13:55:00.000-07:00

I kind of love Halloween. Here's the evidence:

Provolicious

2010-10-26T10:43:00.000-07:00

Seeing as how it's nearly winter, I figured I should document what was probably our favorite trip to Provo - that we took way back in July.

Wednesday morning, the kids were up bright and early - despite their not getting to sleep until midnight the night before. I wanted Dan to be able to get a little more shuteye, so Bapa and I took all the little ones on a walk to a nearby park. No hair was brushed. No clothes were changed. We just threw on shoes and off we went. The perfect start to a great trip!

You know those friends who you ALWAYS want to be a part of your life, no matter the distance? Lori Carter is one of those for me. I love that girl. She is so dang spunky, full of life, put together, an exercise mama, and decorator extraordinaire. My sister Charity {bless her beautiful soul} swam with Bella, Calvin & Azure the entire time we were at the Scera swim park so Lori and I could sit and chat with our babies. After swimming, and lots of laughing, we got the BEST snow cones ever. Oh, so yummy! Who knew ice cream in a snow cone would make it one hundred million times better? Such a fun day! Thanks Bing! So good to see you Lori!

My little ones love their Nana! So, they were happy to do the "Nana Parade" at my mom's work so she could show off her cutie-pie grand kiddies. They had too much fun spinning in Nana's chair!

I love this place. I remember visiting this museum as a little girl and marveling at the Angel Moroni statue, revering the church artifacts, and wishing one day that I could be married in the temple, at a beautiful alter, like they have replicated here. {the girls are sitting in front of it} Glad to be able to pass on those same memories to my little ones.

My Dad was able to come with us on most of our little adventures during our trip. It was great to have some Bapa time - he sure loves those little kiddos - and they love him! {the temple was wonderful too, by the way. I love bringing my kids here, and telling them all about the day Dan & I were married here - it was beautiful.}

What a fun place to have a birthday! Dan & Azure were showered with gifts, and then showered during the waterfight that ensued afterwards. Azure had a large advantage with her new heavy duty super-soaker watergun! Azure picked out "their" birthday cake with Nana, the night before. We all thought it was pretty funny that she wanted a princess cake that said: "Happy Birthday Azure, you are 6." She must have forgotten that she and her dad share a birthday!

We went to Seven Peaks to celebrate Dan & Azure's birthday the next day. Dan took off work {he always works in the Salt Lake office when we're visiting Utah} and joined us for a crazy day! How on earth are you supposed to keep track of kids in a place like this when there's more of them than you? Whew! Lots of work, but the kids had a blast. They loved, loved, loved the wave pool - and the kid's area was so much fun. Towards the end of the day, Nana & Bapa watched ALL of the chitlins for a while so Dan, Lia, and I could go ride some big kid rides. That made it all worth it! Woo-hoo!

We went to Sprinville for their Pioneer Day celebration. It was perfect! Not too crowded. Not too hot. But just right. I love a parade, and this one was so cute. Bella loved cheering with the cheerleaders. Azure loved chasing down the candy that was thrown from the floats. Calvin danced with the marching bands. And Emmett ate the dirt. Everyone was happy. Afterwards, we met up with Uncle Todd, and went to the little carnival close by, rode some rides, ate some treats, and enjoyed a little face/arm painting. Seriously, a perfect Pioneer Day. Followed by a delicious BBQ at Nana & Bapa's house --- it couldn't have been better!

This really was our favorite trip we've taken to Provo. We did lots of fun things, saw great friends {Dan & I met up with the Barkers one night too - love those guys!}, played with my family, and it was drama free. You can't beat that. Thanks Nana &Bapa, Lia, Sam, Charity, and Richard for the good times!

Engaged!

2010-10-21T09:41:00.000-07:00

My baby brother got engaged yesterday!

Congrats Sam & Val!

{unfortunately I don't have any pics of his fiance ~ but here's the lucky guy with Azure!}

Crossing it off the list

2010-10-12T10:30:00.000-07:00

Have you ever purused craft fairs or spent hours sifting through all the wonderfully creative products on etsy, just to decide... I can totally make that myself for 1/4 of the price...and then never, ever get around to actually making anything?

Welcome to my life.

I like to think I'm crafty. Artistic even, on a good day. But I am not a seamstress. True, I whipped up a few outfits for myself on Granny's sewing machine in college, but that was more out of necessity than desire.

Besides a little skirt I crafted for Bella as a newborn out of discontinued fabric sample scraps from my store, I haven't sewn a clothing item for at least 11 years.

However, whenever I see adorable, overpriced hand-crafted outfits at boutiques or online, I convince myself that I really probably could make it instead.

It's never really happened, but, yesterday... yesterday was my day.

Somewhere between 3:00 and 5:00 am, I realized it was going to be a no errands, no volunteering, stay at home, and let the baby and myself get better day. I wasn't sick enough to need to lay in bed all day, but wasn't feel up to leaving the house...so I got to looking at my lengthy, dreamy "if I ever have a spare minute" to-do list. {I am kind of a fan of lists. I have lots of them}.

And on this list, was Bella's request from nine months ago that I make her a skirt. The girl has plenty of skirts. She wears them often. Why she wanted me to MAKE her one, I wasn't quite sure. But, it was on the list, and I had fabric, time, and a sewing machine I got for Christmas last year that had never made it out of the box. It was a perfect combination.

I decided that I didn't want to mess with elastic, and I can't stand zippers and buttons, so a skirt was out of the question.

Luckily, I have spent enough time on etsy recently, that I have fallen in love with the pillowcase dress.

So simple. No pattern. No instructions. {Which is great for me, because I can't follow a pattern for the life of me.} Just a ruler, some scissors, an iron, time, and some thread, and voila! Look what happened!

Look at that sweet flower stitch. Oh, I am in love with this sewing machine. I might actually have to use it more than it's averaged once a year now!

She was thrilled to come home to a fun little surprise. {luckily, she didn't mind a bit that it wasn't actually a skirt.}

I should be sewing one for Azure right now...but sewing two days in a row? Whew! I don't know if I have it in me!

Something Old

2010-10-11T10:01:00.000-07:00

There’s just something wonderfully comforting about old things.
I love my old piano – even if it only plays Mary Had a Little Lamb when pounded by my little ones’ right hand index fingers.

I adore my favorite old jeans – and though, it hasn’t happened yet, I am still working hard, looking forward to the day that I’ll be able to shimmy into them again.

My babies cuddle up to “old” blankies that they’ve had since birth.

These treasures are not worn out. They are worn in. Comfortable. Soothing. Just right.

I feel the same way about old friends. They know you, and still love you. Remember your silliness, but respect you still the same. They’ve been through your hardships, traveled the road with you, and helped you out the other side. They are the kind of friend you can sit down and pick right back up with. While I LOVE meeting and making new friends, I also cherish my old ones – spending time with them is like coming home after you’ve been on a long vacation. It’s easy. Comfortable. And just right.

This weekend, I got to spend a little time with a friend just like that, who now lives near D.C. It was so good to see and chat with Corinn – I hadn’t seen her since we visited with them in Boise four years ago. Everything has changed, and nothing has changed, all at the same time. Thanks for the memories girl! Let’s make some more!

My very own list

2010-10-06T16:31:00.000-07:00

My well read, philosophical, smarty-britches, sister Rachel, often posts lists of all the fabulous books she's read, is reading, wants to read, etc.

Which has inspired me to share with you the last four book titles I have read:
1. The Absent Author, by Ron Roy
2. The Bald Bandit, by Ron Roy
3. Dear Dumb Diary - Am I the Princess or the Frog?, by Jim Denton
4. Katie Kazoo Switcheroo - Who's Afraid of Fourth Grade?, by Nancy Krulik

While I am happy to perform my motherly duty of pre-reading Bella's book selections to make sure I approve of the material (#3 on the list did not make the cut for a seven year old girl, by the way) the realization that I seem bound to the junior's books section of Amazon, has me yearning for something more.

So last night, I started a book just for me: The Help, by Kathryn Stockett.
So far, so good.
I feel like such a grown-up.

Prince Cal and the Time-Out Tale

2010-09-29T21:03:00.000-07:00

Once upon a time, there was a little prince who held the title of Best-Time-Out-Taker in all of the land. He never wept over his fate, never kicked, never squealed, never attempted to charm his way out of a good, old fashioned time-out. Each time the Queen sent him to his teensy-tinsy wooden bench for a much needed break, he plopped himself right down and sat in silence until she declared him free to once again run amuck throughout the kingdom.

One Sunday afternoon, shortly after returning to the castle from church, Prince Calvin shouted something quite ornery at his sweet mother. She, and the King, sent the red faced prince directly to the bench where all disagreeable children spend their time. The Queen and King got to chatting, and before they realized it, forty minutes had sped by, and not a peep had been heard from the prince.

Their obliviousness was only broken after Princess Azure sauntered up the stairs and inquired as to why on earth Prince Calvin was sleeping on the hard entry way floor.

Sure enough, while investigating her query, they discovered Prince Calvin, fast asleep within arm's length of the bench. They swept him away at once, and tucked him under his homemade covers, to enjoy a cozier slumber.

Not a soul east, and not a soul west has ever come close to pilfering Prince Calvin's well deserved title. Bless you, my dear, sweet, Best-Time-Out-Taker ever. Bless you.

Smile. Gosh Darn-it.

2010-09-28T21:22:00.000-07:00

Today, during our family photo shoot. I actually yelled at my little boy to smile. As soon as I did, I realized how ridiculous that was. Who can smile when someone is demanding & yelling at them to do it? Deep breath. And I became the mommy singing and tap dancing behind the photographer. That worked, for a minute. The bag of bribe marshmallows didn't hurt either.
{don't be tricked. this pic is from July. the new ones will make their debut on the x-mas card.}
But really, why is it that the few minutes you want everyone to reflect how happy, and loving, and completely perfect they are...are always the few minutes when everybody just loses it? Happy holiday picture taking everyone!

Dear Colorado

2010-09-14T19:35:00.001-07:00

We have lived in beautiful Colorado for ten years together... and we thought it was high time to show our kids just how lovely this state truly is. So, this summer, we did a little hiking, a little camping, and a little fishing all right here in Colorado. Here's the McOmber Fam Summer 2010 Colorado Adventure recap:

Yes, we're wearing our coats in June. It was a chilly day, but striking still the same. We hiked through this state park, stopping at the Visitor Center where we learned all about animal poop. We took a rest to eat our picnic lunch {that Dan put together all by himself!}.

On the way out, we ran into a herd of deer. Azure was positive that they would come closer if she used her duck call on them. They did respond. And some did come closer, but I don't think they were smiling. We took to the safety of the van, and continued annoying them from there. What a fun morning!

We pass this park every time we drive to Grammy's house, but had never stopped with the kids there. We decided to make a morning of it, and take them to hike the trails. Calvin started whining within 20 ft. of the van, and kept begging me for a shoulder ride. He got a few short ones, but toughened up enough to finish on his own. We found a couple of ducks at the pond who were very willing to eat Emmett's baby snacks. We were sitting right next to a sign that specifically instructed to NOT feed the animals, but we just couldn't help it. Our kids {and the ducks for that matter} were just so darned excited!

Our kids have been a little crazy about hunting for frogs this summer. Dan, being the good sport that he is, led the search almost nightly during the season. We would only allow them to keep the frogs over night, and then release them the next morning. {we certainly didn't want to lead insect hunts to keep our froggies fed}. These pics are from one release morning, at a little pond close by. They were being so careful to bring him back to the exact spot they had found him so he wouldn't be confused. Azure had the honors of releasing him, and was cradling him goodbye - until she was startled by a horsefly on her arm. I sure hope that frog had some good landing skills, because she threw him higher than I care to say. We couldn't find him again after that, but as I told the girls, I'm sure he was just swimming away, and glad to be home!

Camp Firewalker is a high adventure camp that the scouts in our area attend. We heard that if you call and make a reservation for when they don't have scouters - you can utilize all of their facilities for the weekend. We ended up being the ONLY people in the entire camp the weekend we went, and we had a blast! We at all the delicacies that camping allows, ie. hot dogs, s'mores, hot cocoa, blueberry pancakes, sausage, s'mores, hashbrowns, hoagies and s'mores. Mmm. Mama does love her s'mores. Our kids' favorite activity at our site was catching sticks on fire. {luckily, no burning down of the forest ensued.}

We attempted to sleep in two separate tents {Dan, Emmett, and I in one, and the older kids in the other} just five feet apart...but it wasn't super successful. We had been warned about the local bear, so were extremely careful about keeping our site clear of food...but we still had lots of little critters visit our site all night long. We were kept up by several foxes, racoons, and then around 2am, when Azure couldn't sleep, I got up to help her and saw something huge moving through the bushes right next to us. I hopped in the kids' tent, and Dan came out with his little pistol to investigate. He spooked it, and the animal took off running. Luckily, it was just an enormous bull elk and not a big, hungry bear. It was enough to scare me for the rest of the night though!

The kids got up around 5:30am, and we started our day of adventure. We helped ourselves to the trails, the zipline, the archery area, and Jacob's ladder - which looks so much easier to complete than it really is. Dan was a champ there, of course. He showed all of us up. The girls LOVED the archery - and actually got some really good shots in. Maybe someday they'll go hunting with Dad, and show him how it's done! All in all, such a fun time. But, we decided next time we go camping, that we'd rent a cabin so we could all get a little more sleep. Which is, exactly what we did...

I have to say, this trip was one of the most relaxed, best camping/fishing trips I've ever been on, and that's with taking four kids, seven and under. Kind of amazing. We stopped in Buena Vista on the way to our cabin for burgers & shakes {so yummy!} and ate & played at a nearby park. The kids wanted to go fishing as soon as we got in to Taylor Park Reservoir, so we suited up {the girls were all about wearing their fishing hats} and headed out to do a little stream fishing. Bella landed a foot in a fresh cow-pie on the way. Fortunately, she was wearing big boots - so no harm done - just part of the adventure.

When we got back to camp, the girls unpacked all of their belongings into the chest of drawers & closet in their room, decorated with their stuffed animals, and made the bed just right using their own blankets. It was adorable. When they were done making the cabin a home-sweet-home, Bella decided she wanted to start our campfire the old fashioned way. She got two sticks, and challenged Dan to a race to see who could get a fire started first. He used kindling, and paper towels, and logs and a lighter. He won, but it sure was a good fight.

The next day, we rented a pontoon boat, and fished the day away. It was blazing hot in that high mountain sun. Poor little Emmett hated his life jacket, and cried and cried until he finally fell asleep for a nap on the boat's floor. Calvin caught the only fish of the day, all by himself. So proud of that kid. He was such a good sport all day long. So patient. We all had a great time - especially when the clouds came out!

I'm pretty sure I could spend at least half a day, every day, just out on a boat. I love it. So even with the occasional gripe of fishing being boring, or about it being soooo hot, or "can't we just go back to the cabin?", I was in boat lounging heaven. So, I choose to only remember the comments like, "this is the best day ever!", and "cool! a fish at half my worm!", and "when can we do that again!?", and "we love you mom and dad, you are the greatest parents ever and we are so super lucky to have you, and we'll do whatever you ask of us from here on out, we promise!" Oh, I might have made that last one up...but that's pretty much how it felt.

Here's to Colorado. Here's to awesome memories. Here's to Family. Love it all.

Proverbs from Preschoolers Past

2010-09-13T08:30:00.000-07:00

Here's a little blast from the past. I shot this 1 minute video of the girls a few years ago, for a little contest. They finish famous proverbs with three and four year old wisdom. My favorite is If you can't stand the heat, get out of ... "The hot lava!"
Enjoy!

Sidewalk Sight Words

2010-09-04T08:13:00.000-07:00

My clever little first grader discovered a way to make practicing her sight words oh so much more exciting. Muy bien Azure!

The Great Bus Caper

2010-09-02T08:25:00.000-07:00

If this story ended like a Lifetime Made for TV Movie Special, these pictures of us saying goodbye to our girls the first day of school, would be of the last time we ever saw them.

These photos almost seem eerie to me now, after the events that unfolded that first day.

After we came inside from seeing them off (they insisted they wanted to ride the bus the first day of school) we noticed that Azure left her lunch at home. This was a little odd since she was super excited to bring it for her first day ever eating lunch at school. Dan said he could just drop it off on his way to work, so no big deal.

He ended up getting there about 40 minutes after the girls had been picked up by the bus. Instead of leaving the lunch in the office, as is usual protocol, the Principal let him bring it directly to Azure's class since she knows us well, and it was the first day of school and all.

He got to Azure's classroom, and asked the teacher if Az was in the bathroom since he didn't see her. "No, she hasn't come in yet today."

Panic.

He ran to Bella's classroom. She wasn't there either.

Our girls were missing.

Dan ran to the office to inform them of the situation. No one had seen them. No busses had called in about late arrivals or mechanical problems. They called the bus depot, which was just as stumped. They hadn't heard anything out of the norm from any of their drivers. They finally radioed out to all of the buses asking if anyone had seen two missing girls, age 7 and 6. The older one with light brown hair and brown eyes, wearing purple. The younger one with long blonde hair and blue eyes, wearing a pink scarf and a skirt. Both thin. Both caucasian. Sisters. They waited for a response. And waited for a response. Then finally called back to the school's office that yes, one of their drivers reported back that he still had them on his bus.

This is the driver that I asked, when he came to our busstop to pick them up, what was going on, since his was a different bus number than we were expecting. He quickly assured me that he was merely a substitute and that our regular driver just had jury duty today and would be back tomorrow. He also told me, after I asked if our girls' names were on his route list, that they hadn't been given lists yet, and that those should come out next week. He waved them on board, and we sent them on their way - on a ride that should have only taken two minutes, to drive 4 blocks down the road to their school.

Instead, he was on a route that took them out of our neighborhood, 8 miles away to Pioneer Elementary school. Unbeknownst to us at the time, they had sent his bus, to our stop at our exact time, to pickup ESL kids and deliver them to this other school.

When they got there, Bella and Azure told him that Pioneer wasn't their school. He didn't stop the bus. He didn't take them inside and ask the office staff if these girls, who may have been confused since it was the first day of school, really did belong there. He didn't ask my girls what school they do attend {which they know}. He didn't ask my girls for their parents' contact info {which they know}. He didn't even radio in to the depot to report that he had two little girls on his bus that seemed to be lost, and that he didn't know where to take them. He just kept driving. And driving. Until he heard the call from the bus depot, making it clear that they were aware of the missing girls.

I don't know his intent. I don't know what would have happened if Azure hadn't left her lunch at home, and we didn't realize they were gone. I don't know what would have happened if Mrs. P asked Dan to drop the lunch in the office so as to not disturb the class - adding another 3 1/2 hours to the time before anyone knew something was wrong.

I do know, the Lord was watching over my little girls. They made it back safely, and were no worse for the wear. They got off the bus smiling and laughing, an hour and a half after their school had started.

I do know that I love those little girls with all of my heart. I smothered them when next I saw them. I cried. I knelt down and thanked a loving Heavenly Father for protecting my family. And I spent two hours talking with the transportation department's supervisors about what on earth went wrong that day.

Maybe not the best start to a new school year, but definitely an adventure. One that I would be okay with NEVER, ever having again.

*One thing I should mention, is that fortunately for my little heart, I happened to be in the shower, then drying my hair when these events were unfolding. I didn't get Dan's initial "our children are missing call". I didn't hear his 10 subsequent calls. I finally answered the phone to hear all that had just happened after the girls had already arrived safely at the school. I know it was frustrating for Dan, but such a blessing for me, as I can't imagine how I would react to that huge of an unknown. I was so shaken up even after the fact...so grateful that Dan was the calm, level-headed one there, handling everything. As his cousin Julie posted already - we are truly grateful for the Lord's tender mercies!

Retraction

2010-08-25T19:04:00.000-07:00

Ok - so I am about to retract my outrage {see previous post} about not having a Super Saturday to attend.
Before I do, let me give you a little background.
I love Super Saturday {or Fabulous Friday, or Terrific Tuesday, or whatever your neck of the woods wants to call it}.
I have organized a handful of them, I have taught classes at several, I have overseen a couple of them, and I have attended one every year for the past eleven years.
{I take that back. I missed one due to a wedding, and one due to giving birth - but I had still prepared, and helped prepare craft classes those years that had to be lead by someone else}. And while it's true, that I never, ever have finished every project that I signed up to do in the alotted time, I have always loved it!
There's just something about being with a group of sisters, creating, learning and eating that is extremely uplifting to me. I may come home with a few unfinished projects - but I always come home rejuvenated, ready to be a better wife, mom, visiting teacher, and friend.
In fact, I felt that President Uchtdorf's talk Happiness, Your Heritage at the General Women's Conference in October 2008 cemented the understanding of the need for women to create, in the hearts of all who heard it. It's a beautiful address. Inspiring. Uplifting. Validating.
That is why it's disappointing to me, that with the new changes in the Relief Society "Meetings", that some people would conclude that such trivial things like crafting and cooking don't make the grade anymore.
I adore and support Sis. Julie Beck, president of the General R.S. I know when she announced the name change from Enrichment to Meeting, she also said that the purpose of Relief Society is to prepare women for the blessings of eternal life by helping them increase their faith and personal righteousness, strengthen their families and homes, and serve the Lord and His children.
I get it. Those things are absolutely the goal, and are of utmost importance. I understand how some might have a difficult time meshing modgepodging and bread kneading into the category of "preparing women for the blessings of eternal life". But for me as a mom of young children - who sometimes simply needs to be away for a few hours, surrounded by good, faithful women, who are going through or have gone through what I am now, that big gap from making homemade Christmas ornaments to preparing for eternal life - is non-existant. It's one in the same.
I am without a doubt, a better person for taking the opportunity to create by attending and being involved in Enrichment activities like Super Saturday. And isn't bettering yourself a part of preparing for exaltation? I would like to declare a huge, resounding "Yes it is!"
However, I am no longer outraged. I apologize for sounding that way in my last post.
I truly understand the decision, I just don't love the decision. I suppose though, that this is just one more thing that doesn't need to be church sanctioned. Just like book club - we don't need it to be on the Relief Society calendar to be able to get together and create away.
It just makes me wonder though - why do we still have Church basketball, and volleyball and dances and pancake breakfasts, etc.? Do these things have more correlation to our preparedness for the after-life than Super Saturday? Or is it only Relief Society, to which we as sisters over the age of 18 automatically belong to, who are held to this higher standard of spirituality in our activities? Just curious.
I wonder what President Uchtdorf would think...

Withdrawals

2010-08-24T21:29:00.000-07:00

My new ward is NOT doing a Super Saturday this year.
What is Relief Society if you don't have that?
Unbelievable. That's what it is. Unbelievable.
I might just have to throw one myself.
In my garage.
Anyone want to join me?

Emmett's First

2010-08-14T19:46:00.000-07:00

Can you believe that this sweet little baby is now my laughing, dancing, squealing, into everything one year old?
I love this boy. Happy Birthday Emmett!

Project Cutie Pie Basement - Step 1

2010-08-12T19:35:00.000-07:00

Our basement is currently home to all the leftovers.
Leftover furniture, pillows and toys - and nothing on the walls except the TV.
It's just a big, fun place for kids to play. That part, I love.
The thrown together - we used to have this in a different room in our old house - but it's ended up here now look, not so much.

So, I'm beginning what I'm sure will be a slow process of trying to cutsie-pie this place up!

The first area I'm tackling is the toy corner. Where all of our neighbors house their beautiful, well stocked wet-bars, we have a mish-mash of toys. While we certainly have much more need for a toy area than a wet-bar, it definitely needs a pick me up! I want it to look bright, fun and put together.

Step one in this process: refinishing a kitchen set in the new bold colors I want to use throughout the basement.

Here's the BEFORE:

And Here's the AFTER:

I kind of love it.
Hopefully, this is just the beginning of LOTS of Basement Before & Afters!

New Spice

2010-07-16T09:28:00.000-07:00

Love the Old Spice commercials with the man in the shower, then on a yacht, then riding away on a horse?
And you love BYU as well?
Then you'll love this.
{thanks Rachie for sharing it.}

Soaring Sacrament

2010-07-12T11:24:00.000-07:00

In all of my years of attending church every Sunday, I don't believe I have ever witnessed a Sacrament tray go down...that is, of course, until yesterday. Azure was walking the tray full of bread down the row to me {we were sitting on the very back row, so it was full to the brim}. I'm sure you can figure out the rest.
It seemed to happen in slow motion though. Azure held out the tray just beyond my reach, turned her head to look at something, and let go. I was holding Emmett, or I'm certain I would have leapt from my chair, diving heroically to save the blessed bread. Alas, that's not how this story ends.
The tray crashed to the ground, spilling the sacrament all over the gym floor, the boy in front of us, and in my church bag. The little deacon whisked up the empty tray and was off. I gathered up the bread and wasn't quite sure what to do with it. I'm sure I should have thrown it out, but didn't see a trash can nearby, and since Emmett was squealing for me to give him some, and he hadn't really eaten lunch before we came, and I didn't feel like fighting him since I was there with the kids by myself...my sweet little baby got an extra helping {or rather, 30 extra helpings} of spirituality.

Party in the USA!

2010-07-06T14:28:00.000-07:00

The Fourth of July is one of my favorite holidays. I love the music. I love the food. I love the warm weather, and I love the low stress. Because it fell on a Sunday this year, we celebrated ALL weekend long!

FRIDAY

Dan started the day of with a dirtbike ride, I went to lunch with some girls I used to work with, then we came home, gathered the kids, and headed out to Manitou Springs. We hit the new Rudy's BBQ with the Lovejoys {the meats and banana pudding are great - but steer clear of all of the bland sides}.

After dinner, we headed to the outdoor penny arcade. {not exactly sure why they call it a 'penny' arcarde} but it was so much fun!
SATURDAY

Our ward threw a GREAT Family Fourth party. I think the Primary leaders planned most of it, and they did a fabulous job! There was a pancake breakfast complete with fresh fruit & cool whip toppings, followed by the Kids' Parade, waterslide, outdoor games & races, and a big fat waterfight that Dan ended up in the middle of {of course!}.

Later, Dan went shooting with Peter L., then came home to join us for some pool time. We met up with some new neighbor friends there, and just had a nice evening getting to know them. The girls are instant friends.

McKenna, Bella, Azure, Kyla

SUNDAY

We went to church decked out in red, white & blue, went to Grammy's house for the classic roast & potatoes dinner {delish!} and then headed up north with Dan's family to get a good view of both the Flying Horse and AFA fireworks shows.

MONDAY
The celebrating continued, since everyone had the day off work.

Woo-hoo! We had Grammy & Grandpa, Megan & Carter, Emily, Kacey & kids, and the Lovejoy family over for a BBQ, games, and s'mores. Oh my lands. We had such a good time! Everyone brought lots of food, we played badminton, ladder ball, and bocce ball, while the kids jumped on the trampoline, played on the swingset, and got completely muddy in the dirt pile behind our house. Funny how with all of the fun things we had set up to do, the kids' favorite thing was playing in the dirt. Go figure!

Who doesn't love a good s'more? Apparently Carter. He's NEVER had one. Not ever. We tried, but couldn't convince him to attempt it tonight - but we all had at least 2 or 3 - and enjoyed every ooey-gooey bite!

Thank Heavens for the Fourth of July, For our Freedom, For our Blessings, and for this BEAUTIFUL Country We Live In! God Bless America!

Workin' It

2010-07-03T12:57:00.000-07:00

Photo by Joyana

This is my Sweet Husband at work. Isn't he just adorable in his Jenco shirt? And he's got pics of kids on his desk, and one of Bella's drawings hung up behind him - so cute. He works so hard for our family, and I am indescribably grateful for him. So thankful that I am blessed to be able to be a stay at home mommy, because he is a hard working daddy! Of course, his work doesn't just end at the office...he puts in some overtime at home too.

Here he is working at home, on Azure's Leprachaun Trap project.

{I know, that was months ago, but it seems to fit here too.}

Yes, he actually busted out the drill to work on a kindergarten school project.

Dan with a glue gun? So crafty. Love it!
The girls had a great time with him figuring out the best way to trap a little green guy.

And here is the creative final project. You'll notice there are four leaf clovers and gold stuck on the house, as a lure for the leprachaun. You'll also see footprints, guiding him right where he needs to go. Then you'll notice the vial of green potion that will make the leprachaun really sleepy. Then of course, the trap bed. Once he's sleepy, he'll lie down on the "bed" which is actually hollow, and attached to a trip wire. Once the leprachaun falls through the bed, it pulls the wire, which knocks down the straw, which closes the blue lid, and voila! You've got yourself one trapped leprachaun. The best part is... it's all fully functioning. Incredible, right?
Great WORK Daddy! Love you!

Did MY kid say that?

2010-07-02T08:04:00.000-07:00

We try to teach our children to be honest. Which is a good thing. However, they have not figured out that to be honest does not mean that you must share any and all observations out loud - for all to hear. Tactfulness. That's what they're missing. This makes for some terribly awkward moments, including classics, like the time Bella continued to ask me whether our Wal-Mart checkout lady was a man or a woman, because she had a dark mustache. Loudly. Several times. Even after I tried desperately to shush her. Mortified, naturally.

And then there are a few new ones, like when meeting our new neighbors for the first time a few days ago, Azure stood in their entry way and announced "Whoo-ie! It STINKS in here!!!" Again. That was awesome. A very proud Mom moment.

Sadly, last night - Calvin joined the ranks. We had a couple over for dinner, and out of the clear blue, Calvin turns to me and says, "He's big and fat!". Of course, everyone at the table heard, including the man he was referring to. I tried quickly to explain to Cal that that is not a nice thing to say, and that he needed to apologize. Naturally, that just inspired him to declare the same observation again, with even more gusto. I was so embarrassed. The only thing that got him to stop the repeated offense was a threat of an early bed time. I apologized. But the damage was done.

It's looking like our next several FHE's will be on manners & tactfulness. Aaaah!

Bella & Azure in Wonderland

2010-06-28T21:26:00.000-07:00

Last week the girls sang, danced, and acted all week long at Acting Camp, rehearsing for the final product: a {modified} performance of Alice in Wonderland Jr. They had such a great time, and were so much fun to watch! I was seriously proud of them - performing in their very first live play. It was enough to make an old theater mom's heart melt.

Bella played the Ace Card.

Azure was Tweedle Dum {pictured here with Tweedle-Dee}

They both got beautiful flowers for a job well done...

but had more fun pretending to paint the flowers red, and play with all of the props at the end of the show. They cracked me up.

They said they weren't nervous at all. Although, during the week, the teacher asked me to work with Azure on understanding that you can't just announce that "I need a snack. I'll be right back." during the middle of a run-through, and then commence in leaving the stage. I had a good long talk with her about the "world of the stage" and that there are no snack or potty breaks during a performance. Of course she asked, "but what if I really, really have to go!?"

Luckily, she was able to hold off on snacks and a potty trip during the real performance... and that's one of the biggest steps to great acting. Way to go girls!

Balloon Dad

2010-06-26T21:40:00.000-07:00

This is the work of my sweet, creative, thoughtful girls trying to ensure that I wouldn't be too lonely when daddy was away for the week.
They tucked Balloon Dad in on Dan's side of the bed. He didn't make a peep all night! Thanks for thinking of me girls!

The Errand of Angels

2010-06-22T23:59:00.000-07:00

{as we all know} is given to women.

Recently, these fabulous ladies swooped in and became my angels!
DeBbie, k i M, kYm, VaLeRri, GrAmmY, joYanA, & auNt eMiLy took my kids, entertained my kids, cared for my kids, and fed my kids while I was away performing my civic duty {which Judge Kane thanked us for often} on the jury.

I can't thank them enough. I panicked at first, wondering how on earth I was going to pull this off, and these sweet, sweet friends {and sweet, sweet family} came to my rescue.

I was talking to a friend during this experience, and she immediately asked "Who is watching your kids?" and before I could even answer, she said: "Oh, ladies from your church?"

And while that's true, that is initially how I know most of my friends - they are all more than just ladies from church. They are sisters in every sense of the word, and I am so grateful for them, and for all of you that I am lucky enough to call my friends, my sisters, my family. Cheesy? Yes. I know. But it is 1:30 in the morning and I'm a little bit groggy, and apparently, sappy.

Thanks doesn't seem like enough. But, thank you! Lots of love, and know that I'm always ready and willing to be there fore you in return! Thanks to all, and to all, a good night.

Partying Jury Style

2010-06-14T19:24:00.000-07:00

Jim, Sarah, Jeremiah, Shiloh, Elizabeth, Me, Liz

There is a lengthy list in the making of all of the things I am learning during my experience as a juror. I know you're dying to read it, but, you'll have to wait, as I will share all of those very astute, perceptive and touching insights after the trial has come to a close...but for now, I will tell you that I am so grateful that I am serving with the people I am. We really are a good mix. We not only share very tiring days of listening to Expert witness after Expert witness, but we get along. We laugh together. We spend our lunches and breaks together. We take walks to get Josh & Johns icecream together. We share life experiences over Chipotle burritos, and today, we celebrated Liz's birthday together. She brought in a cake that was decorated just like our super-cute Juror buttons we get to wear in the courthouse. I couldn't have picked a better group to be stuck with for two weeks! Happy birthday Liz!

A New After

2010-06-09T19:19:00.000-07:00

I have realized recently that I live my life on the promise of "afters".
After Nashville, I'll work on the wedding decor and get ready for Boston.
After Boston, I just wont sleep for a couple of days so I can wrap up all of the wedding plans.
After the wedding, I'll do everything else I have been putting off for months.
After school's out, we'll do lots of fun things, like camping, and hiking and family bike rides, and spending long days at the pool...
But alas...I have come across a new, unexpected after.
I was selected on Monday to be a juror in a case that is projected to last between 8 and 10 business days. I thought I was convincing. However, the judge did not agree that having four young children at home whom I am the sole caregiver of every day was a great reason to be exempt from service.
Unluckily, I get to sit in court for eight hours a day listening to the same arguments being rendered over, and over, and over again.
Luckily, the other jurors I'm serving with are a pleasure to be around.
Unluckily, I am missing out on two weeks of my kids' summer.
Luckily, I have sweet, sweet friends who are willing to be inconvenienced watching my older 3 kids every day. {Emmett comes with me and sits in the little "Court Care" childwatch all day. Except for today when he was home with the big kids and Dan's mom. Thanks Deb!}.
I do not love my new after.
But, I sure can think of lots of things that complete the end of my "after jury duty..." sentence, like river rafting, and camping at Taylor Park, and dates with Dan, and visiting Nana & Bapa, and swimming with my sweet Cal who still can't stand being in the pool by himself, and never, ever having a job that would take me away from my kids all day every week-day. I am really, really hating that part.
It sure has opened my eyes to what an AMAZING blessing it is to be able to stay home with my kiddos.
I really do love my real life, and after jury duty, I plan on living it to the fullest!

Meg & Carter's Wedding

2010-05-23T22:09:00.000-07:00

I had prepped and planned, ordered everything, arranged flowers, made wreaths, planted trees & flowers, scrubbed vases, secured tables & seating, made a map with the layout of food, candy, cake, gift and guest tables, found the photographer & the DJ, and everything else that goes in to planning a wedding reception at your home {including cleaning every single nook and cranny inside ~ on the off chance that the party needed to be moved indoors.} As luck would have it, May 22nd ended up being one of the windiest days of the year. Vases were crashing, tablecloths flying away in the wind, and not a single one of those little pinwheels could stand up against the {I think} 40mph wind that day.

We flew into plan B mode, brought all the food and most of the tables inside, did without the majority of the decor I spent so much time putting together, and had ourselves a great party. The food {made mostly by Debbie} was wonderful, the cake was beautiful, and the company couldn't have been better. It wasn't exactly what we had planned ~ but it still turned out to be a lovely, and lively evening!

We had lots of great help. Uncle Dave & Tamzen served the stromboli Emily made. Megan V. did whatever needed to be done, Annie & Carolyn helped with food prep, and Jen & Nan helped me all day to try and set up the decor {that blasted wind!}.

The wind finally started letting up around 8pm or so, and we headed out to get our groove on! That's when the party really got started! A great end to a stressful, exciting, beautiful, never forget it day! Congratulations Meg & Carter!

At home during Nashville

2010-04-27T12:27:00.000-07:00

We are SO grateful that my parents were able to come out and watch the kids while we went away for our anniversary. They played their little hearts out!

They broke a few of the rules, like... climbing in Emmett's crib
playing on the nice sofas

eating lots of candy - check out Az's green teeth!

{when we got back, Azure told me she wished I was Nana. When I asked her why, she said "Because she lets us eat LOTS of candy!"

and playing in Emmett's jumper.

But, really. What's a week with the grandparents if you don't break a few rules, right?

They also had LOTS of adventures.

They went to Mr. Biggs

where they played dress-up

dug in the sand,

and explored the caves.

They did chalk drawings
And played games

Sequence was a favorite, of course!

They went to the park.

And to the movies

They posed with Spiderman before seeing Alvin & the Chipmunks Squeakwal

And ate lots, and lots of icecream!

They also made bubbles in the snow, went swimming at the Monument YMCA, played at McDonalds, ate bread bowls at Panera, and dids lots of other fun things. I'm sure my kids didn't miss us one bit! They were way too busy having the time of their lives with Nana & Bapa.

Thank you guys for taking such good care of our chitlins while we were away! They still talk about their fabulous time with you!

I think I'm in Love...

2010-04-26T13:17:00.000-07:00

With Nashville that is. Dan stole my heart 12 years ago, married me 10 years ago {amazing but true - we dated for two whole years}, and took me on a trip that melted my heart all over again, for our 10th Anniversary. I have so many fabulous things to say about Nashville, and Dan too, of course...but, let me begin at the beginning...

WEDNESDAY

Our flight was scheduled to leave at 2:30pm, but due to Frontier overselling the flight, we got bumped to the 7:00pm flight. If we had had our kids with us - I would have been panicking! But, with just the two of us, the 4.5 hour delay really wasn't bad. Dan ate up some time negotiating compensation for our troubles {and came away a winner}, we rented a movie, and we had smoothies with my parents! We flew them in from UT to take care of our kids while we were away, and initially, weren't going to see them at all with the way our flights worked out...but we were able to spend some time with them in the airport and go over a few last minute instructions. Not that they needed them {they raised 7 of their own kids, 2 nephews and a niece}, but it was great to see them, and it made me feel quite confident that they would have a great time with our crew. Me and Dan with Bapa & Nana Hunt

As we were making our way to the Hotel Indigo at MIDNIGHT,

we passed through Downtown Nashville which was still very much alive. We checked in, decided we could use a bite to eat, shook off the travel tiredness, and went out for a night on the town. Yep, you heard me right, we left our hotel to check out the scene starting at midnight. I know, I know, we are party animals. We found ourselves eating pulled pork sandwiches and listening to an incredible band at 1:30 in the morning. We quickly learned that everyone in Nashville is amazingly talented. You could pluck any one of the dozens of unkown live performers we heard on our trip from the bar stage, and with the right connections, make them the next big thing. It was awesome.

THURSDAY
We were also in awe of all of the INCREDIBLE food. I said goodbye to my diet and hello to biscuits and gravy, hushpuppies, fried green tomatoes, corn fritters {so good!}, ribs and lots and lots of pulled pork.

at 417 Union for breakfast

mmm.... breakfast is my all time favorite meal

After the 417, we headed on a tour of the famous Studio B - where Elvis recorded most of his songs. Lots of country stars recorded there too - but it was kind of Elvis' baby.

outside Studio B

Dan tickling Dolly

Dan testing out the super high tech equipment

Me at the producer's stand

The tour brought us back to The Country Music Hall of Fame & Museum

where we saw things like this Pistol car

and Elvis' Gold Cadillac Limo - which gets it's sheen from crushed diamonds. It's even equipped with an automatic record player and TV - way ahead of it's time.

and lots of other Country Music memoribilia, including the enormous wall of Gold & Platinum records.

After the museum, we hit the local Steak & Shake. I had a delicous Butterfinger shake --- mmm. I hadn't had an ice cream shake in soooo long. Heaven. Pure Heaven.

After the Steak & Shake, we headed over to The Hermitage - President Andrew Jackson's homestead.The exterior is under construction as you can see... but everything surrounding it, and on the inside was just so simply beautiful. The rolling green hills, the lush property, the grand old trees, flowering bushes by the score...plantation styling, and gorgeous furniture.

We pretty much decided that we want to live here.

Can't you see us strolling around acres of green beauty, and then coming back and propping our feet up on this railing that overlooks it all?

Dan in front of Pres. Jackson's garden tomb.

After visiting his home, we drove back to Opryland, and boarded the General Jackson Showboat for a dinner cruise & show.

We sat with a couple from Boston, Greg, and his wife, who were so much fun to talk with. They have traveled the world, and had lots of stories. We noticed that we were generally the youngest people at every attraction we went to. It seems that people visit Nashville after they've gone everywhere else they think would be interesting. So, the average tourist age has got to be around 74, but we loved it all!!! The history, the music, the good home cookin', the time together with just the two of us, it was awesome!

FRIDAY

Several people told us that it wouldn't be a trip to Tennessee without visiting the Loveless Cafe. Most of our trip revolved around food, so of course, we were all for it. We were fortunate enough to stop in there on our way to Memphis. It looks unassuming enough, but I assure you, this place had the best food, hands down, of all the places we dined at.

Melt in your mouth biscuits, the best sausage gravy, smoked pork for breakfast, and a side of their famous fried chicken just because.

Here I am looking a wee bit chunkier after strolling out of the cafe. I think we ordered half of the Loveless menu, and ate all but a few biscuits that we took for the road.

We headed down south to Memphis to check out Graceland

Which, surprisingly, was a little disappointing. It was, like most things we saw in Memphis, run down and unkempt. But, we can check that box off of our bucket list. {ha!}

Inside Graceland - you can't help but get a little Elvis fever.

This room now dedicated to preserving Elvis' gold & platinum records along with his sassy white jumpsuits was actually a raquetball court when Elvis was alive.

Here we are with the "Lisa Marie" jet.

I'm pretty sure Dan was wishing he was in Hawaii at this point of the tour...

We hit the Memphis Downtown scene later that night, and after a stop in the park to hear some local blues cruners {who were amazing, by the way} headed to BB King's Blues Club.

The food, was of course, amazing. Dan says these are the BEST ribs he has EVER eaten. Fall off the bone good. Again, we ordered lots, and lots, of delicious food. Mmm. I couldn't get enough!

The music was pretty good too. I actually got Dan to dance with me for one song, in front of the whole crowd. {there were about six other couples dancing too} He told me it must really be true love... awww... isn't he sweet?

I really do love this guy

SATURDAY

The next morning, we visited the Blue Plate Cafe...biscuits and gravy, pancakes, omelets, grits, fruit...the works. I will admit, their gravy didn't even come close to the Loveless...but it was still sooo yummy.

We braved the Tornado scare {it ended up passing us over, and landing in Mississipi instead - killing 10 people} so we could get back to Nashville in time to see Ray Stevens perform.

If you don't remember who Ray Stevens is, go ask your dad. He sings all the comedic country songs like, The Streak, Mississipi Squirrel Revival, It's Me Again Margaret, but also some beautiful ballads including Everything is Beautiful. I grew up listening to him and watching his videos...and I was amazed that he's still out and about performing. He was actually really great live. Impressive, really. And the best part, our tour guide from the Studio B on Thursday got us in free. She saw us standing in line to buy tickets, asked us what we were doing back at the Hall of Fame. When we told her we had just come to see Ray, she said, "Oh, but you have to buy tickets again." I replied "I know! Unless, we know someone who works here who's willing to sneak us in to the show for free..." And she said "Yeah, come with me." She pulled us out of line, and off we went. It never hurts to ask! Saved us $40!

We got to meet Ray after the show, and he signed some c.d.'s for us. Really nice guy.

Dan tried the catfish at Caney Fork Fish Camp, and wasn't too impressed. My salmon was quite tasty, and the corn fritters - oh baby - I would definitely go back for those!

And then, for the grand finale of our trip...we made it over to

The Grand Ole Opry.

We saw Loretta Lynn - pictured here, along with about 12 other performers, including Joe Diffey, Point of Grace, Jaron {he sings the new I Pray for You song}, and lots of old timers. It was great. I love old school country - and that's what Nashville is all about.

SUNDAY

We sat in the hottub {no pics there!!!}, went to church {can you believe there are only 4 wards and 1 spanish branch in all of Nashville?}, and then went to an estate's open house down the road from the church building. I could definitely settle in to that 8500 sq. feet of luxury and 2.5 manicured acres. Just gorgeous.

We hopped on our plane, and made it back to find our children asleep, and safe, and worn out from their vacation with Nana and Bapa. A post about their exciting week will follow shortly.

Thanks Nana & Bapa for making this trip possible!

We had such a fabulous time! It's always a great thing, when you can spend some time away from the day in - day out stresses of life, and remember why you fell in love in the first place.

Happy Anniversary Babycakes!

Sock it to me Summer!

2010-04-08T21:30:00.000-07:00

Let me begin by stating that I understand the value of socks.

On a cold, wintery day, I can appreciate my tootsies being snuggled in a sleeve of soft wool. I am grateful that they keep blisters at bay during my jaunts at the gym. And I am thankful for their ability to prevent my kids' shoes from harboring the aroma of their not-so-rosy smelling feet. That being said...

I hate socks.

This is the amount of socks my little family goes through in a week.

This is the amount of socks who's partners have been reported as missing in action in a week.

Seriously.

Where on EARTH do they disappear to?

It is one of the great wonders of the world...

a wonder that irritates me to no end.

This is why I am soooo looking forward to summer,

and a whole lot of days in these:

Bless warm, sockless days.

Bless my little ones' wee sweet toes.

And bless the fiend who steals half of our socks...he must need them more than we do!

Life Lessons learned at the Gym

2010-03-31T06:21:00.000-07:00

Every week, the masses flock to the Lori's Ultimate Conditioning class. We line up in the hallway awaiting the moment we can make a mad dash to set up our station with weights, a mat, a step, a band, a medicine ball if the workout requires it that day... And then chat until Lori takes her place at the front of the class. She steps up with her spikey hair, itsy bitsy shorts, and rippled physique ready to push us to our limits. {I'm pretty sure we all attempt to do exactly what she says, hoping that someday, our bodies might, in the slightest, resemble hers.}
Every week, it's a new workout. Something totally different. Always taxing. Always sweat inducing. Always high intensity. And always exactly what we needed. During the class, Lori will instruct us over, and over again that quality is more important than quantity. She constantly coaches us that, if we can "only get 5 of the 8 reps in, but those five are awesome -- then great! I'd rather have you do five right, then 8 that are crap. Don't worry about what your neighbor is going to think if you can't do them all - because TRUST ME - they don't care what you're doing, they're too busy worrying about what they're doing!"
I've heard this every week for the last four months, and the magnitude of it just hit me yesterday. It's soooo true! How often do we try to do it all - just because we're worried about what people will think if we don't? How often do we think that every move we make, is being scrutinized by others - who really, truthfully, honestly, don't care nearly as much as we think they do. The world really doesn't revolve around us. Our world might, but the rest of the world does not revolve around our mis-matched children, our shortcomings, our failures. I think I've spent a lot of my life fretting, and aiming to impress, when really - the only person who cares, or who is affected, is me.
So the moral of the story is - live your life - FOR YOU! For your kids, for your husband - for the people who matter in YOUR life... and not for the people you think are watching, or judging, or scrutinizing - they're too busy trying to live their life to really care.
Have a fabulous, fret-free day!
And thanks to Lori for the sore muscles, and the validation to live my "five-rep" life!

Fun While it Lasted

2010-03-28T21:50:00.001-07:00

Well, the day has finally arrived. The much discussed, much feared, much gossip-ed about ward split finally happened today. I had heard so many rumors - but fiercely denied the possibility that our little neighborhood could possibly be divided. That sort of division just didn't make sense - so naturally, I chose to believe that it could never happen. Unfortunately, the Powers That Be did not agree with me. As it turns out - those same Powers believed it prudent that our little family, along with nine other little families in our ward should be exiled to the ward up the street. Really? Do they really need our ten little families? The dust hasn't quite settled, and I'm still fairly unsettled about the whole situation.
We moved to the tenth ward from a great ward we had lived in for nearly 8 years. That was home. We knew everybody - and it was just easy. We have only been in this ward for a short year and a half, but finally feel settled, and comfortbale, and at home again...just in time to have to start all over. Bah Humbug.
I truly am grateful for the opportunity to become so close, so quickly to our friends in Fairfax, as well as our friends across Research. It will be with wet eyes, and a knot in my stomach that I attend our new ward.
I have to say, that a large part of our connection to the Tenth ward has been through our fabulous calling. We have had the GREAT fortune of working with the young single adults for the last 16 months. I will be the first to admit, that when we were first assigned to this calling - I didn't quite understand it. I wasn't sure why we weren't encouraging the YSAs to attend the regular singles wards in town...but after we caught the vision, and realized how much fun we were having...I knew I would never want to give this job up! Dan & I got to serve together, and had a blast doing it. We laughed, and laughed every week during our YSA Sunday School class {best way to spend the gospel doctrine hour - hands down} and played and laughed even more every Sunday night when all the YSAs and their friends gathered at our home for a spiritual thought, dessert, and game night. We had great battles of Pictionary, Balderdash, Wits & Wagers, Bang, Ninja and even Swedish Twister...to name a few.
Our kids LOVED the attention from their older friends, and cried their cute little eyes out each time someone moved away to go to school or leave on a mission. {You can imagine Bella's reaction when she heard today's news}.

I wish I had more pictures - there are so many people missing from these ones...but it at least gives you a feel for the fun, the laughter and the love that we got to be a part of every Sunday night. I really am going to miss it. Lots of love to my YSAs - you're welcome here any time!!! That goes for all of our tenth ward friends! Our door is always open! Actually, it's usually locked - but our doorbell works great - and we're always up for visitors! Love you all! {and if you give me just a snitch of advance notice - I will gladly whip up one of the many desserts I perfected over the last 16 months of Sunday night treat eating --- chocolate trifle anyone?}

Blue frosting for Mother's Day.

Beth & Tori made the dessert that night to give me a day off - so sweet!

Beth challenged Dan to armwrestling...hmm,

I can't remember who won.

Ashley brought her turtles to share

at Elitches - best activity EVER

Ashley's birthday

Eric hiding his face during an awkward Swedish Twister moment

Tyler's now famous eagle dive during the bag game.

You have to watch this video - that kid cracks me up!

Sisters & the Program

2010-03-10T14:01:00.000-08:00

{doesn't Azure look like Senorita Barbie?}

Yesterday, Dan took Azure skiing for her first time.

The entire time she was there, she kept asking to go home because she missed her sister. When Bella got home from school, I asked her how her day was.

She answered: "Kind of a downer."

I asked her why.

"Well, I saw Claire, and Lizzie, and Hannah in line at school today, but I didn't see Azure. I really miss that girl."

Luckily, after a long ten hours,

they were reunited at Bella's school program. It was a tribute to Latin America - and was really a lot of fun to watch.The kids cha-cha'd and sang, and wiggled to the music.

Bella was one of the soloists - and did a fantastic job. Of course!

Calvin brought a weapon to the event. Of course.

Mom is behind the camera. Of course. And Dad, Grammy, Megan, and Carter were there too.
So much fun! Good job little cutie!

boyfriends & idols

2010-03-01T17:59:00.000-08:00

Bella has always been a wee bit boy crazy. She had her first kiss when she was only 4, by an older, mature, 7 year old neighbor boy in our backyard. I could have slugged him - but she was on cloud nine. {I assure you, many parental measures were taken to ensure that never happened again.} So, it's no shocker that when this boy took the American Idol stage last week, she exclaimed:
"Ooooh baby, he's HOT!" {Which he is, in a cute little High-School-Musical type of way...which let's be honest is the only reason he's still in the competition.}

But it was surprising this afternoon when Azure shushed us all so she could call her boyfriend on her pink princess play cell phone.
Me:What? You don't have a boyfriend.
Az: Oh yes I do.
Me: Really? Who is it?
Az: A boy in my class. Hmm, what is his name again? Oh yeah, Liam.
Me: Really? Liam? {at least it's a sweet little boy from church}
Az: Yep. I love him. And he loves me.
Me: {aaaah!} So what do you do with Liam?
Az: {silence}
Me: Do you play with him at recess?
Az: Yep.
Me: Do you give him hugs?
Az: Yep.
Me: Do you hold his hand?
Az: Yep.
Me: Do you give him kisses?
Az: Nooooo!!!!
Me: Just so you remember, kissing boys is NOT allowed.
Az: Oh! Bleh! Of course! I'm not going to kiss him until I'm 79 !
Me: {big fat sigh of relief} OK. that sounds like a good plan.

Taking Action

2010-02-24T10:37:00.000-08:00

Have you ever been inspired to action in a church meeting before? I mean really inspired to action. Not just the kind of inspiration where you sit there and feel like you should do something about what the speaker is saying - but never really end up following through. {I have PLENTY of those moments!} But the kind of inspiration where you RACE home to get your food storage started, or your scriptures read, or to hug your kids and promise to be a more inspiring, loving, patient, sane mom?

Well, I had one of those moments last week. We had a great Enrichment on Thursday. Seriously fabulous. They displayed a gallery of art that bore testimony of the Savior, with donations varying from amateur originals (like mine) to huge Greg Olsen prints. It was beautiful, and inspring, like Angie said, a visual testimony meeting. There were also presentations highlighting the lives and works of a few inspired artists, including Carl Bloch, Eliza R. Snow, and Minerva Teichert. I had the GREAT privilege of presenting the section on Minerva. She was wild, and humble; a great mom to five kids, and a ranch hand, all while painting nearly a thousand INCREDIBLE pieces and murals (from her teeny Wyoming living room) that testify of Christ, the Book of Mormon, and the inspiration of the Pioneers.

She left her mark. She was a busy, working mom, who still made time to use her God-given talents to do the work that He meant for her.
I left that night wondering what my mark will be. What legacy will I leave my children, my ward, the world?

I'm not sure that I have discovered yet exactly what arena I should focus on, but I am determined to try and DO more with what I've been given.

So, my first adventure...I submitted a demo this morning to the great Sally DeFord, LDS songwriter extraodinaire, in hopes that she will use me to sing for her website.

My voice is not quite as sweet and churchy as most that she uses...but what the heck? You never know unless you try, right?

If this doesn't work out - no worries - I'll try the next thing on my list. But, I'm taking action, and I think that counts for something with the Lord.

If I knew how to upload a digital voice file to my blog, I would share it with you all. If anyone knows...fill me in! Thanks! And happy legacy making!

Comfort Food

2010-02-22T10:00:00.000-08:00

There is a lengthy list of meals that I LOVE to make and eat that my sweet husband is just not a fan of.
It includes, but is not limited to:

Hawaiian Haystacks
Grilled Pork with Fruit Salsa
Chicken Pot Pie (especially if it has peas.)
Breakfast for Dinner
Any Casserole (Yes, ANY casserole, but he's particularly un-fond of the Tuna variety)
Spaghetti
Most Pasta Dishes - unless it's from Macaroni Grill
Soup (He says it's not a meal - ok as a side, but not a main dish)
Pretty much anything made in the crockpot
Steak Cosmopolitan (I've never actually made this, but he's still not a fan.)

And as of last night, there's a new one to add to the list:

Chicken with Gravy over Mashed Potatoes
I lovingly, tenderly, with all my sweet motherly soul, and a wink and a smile, put this meal on the table last night for Sunday dinner complete with homemade breadsticks, corn, and Celestial Cake for dessert.
D: What is this? Shepherd's Pie or something?
Me: No...it's chicken and gravy with mashed potatoes.
D: Hmm.
Me: You're telling me you've never had this before?
D: No, not as a main dish. What, did you just make it up? Or did you use a recipe?
Me: I used to get this as a little girl for hot lunch (which I only ever got once a month so it was a BIG deal) and I really, really liked it. I thought the kids might like it too.
D: Hmm.

Well, the kids did like it. They scarfed it down. As for Dan, well, it gets added to THE LIST.

If you're husband is not as picky as mine, and you like EASY TO MAKE comfort food, try it!

Four Small (or three large) Frozen Boneless Chicken Breasts
1 Can Cream of Chicken Soup
1 Cup Strong Chicken Broth (I used two buillion cubes to 1 cup water)
1 Packet Golden Onion Soup mix

Put the chicken in the bottom of the crockpot, put other ingredients over top. Cook on low 6-8 hours. Shred the chicken. Mix it up with the soups. Serve over creamy mashed potatoes. (I use Yukon Gold potatoes). Enjoy!

Be Mine

2010-02-17T08:56:00.000-08:00

I don't know if I'm starting to grow up, or just getting older, but Valentine's Day was good, and quiet, and without grand expectations - and it was wonderful that way! Usually, I get Dan something fabulous, and expect that he gets me something equally as fabulous, and generally end up disappointed for days (sorry honey!) But this year was different. I honestly didn't expect anything. And it was liberating. I didn't get Dan anything except a card, and it was awesome. We agreed that our gift would be to just spend time together - which we did - and it was so nice. We got a babysitter, went out for dinner, saw a movie, came home, and well, this is a family blog...so I'll stop at that. Suffice it to say, it was a great day.
And then on Sunday, my sweet little Valentines helped make lovey cookies to give to our cousins, aunts, uncles, and grandparents.
We spent the evening with all of the above said family at Grammy's house where she fixed us a sweet dinner, with lots of decorations, heart shaped ice cubes, individual heart cakes for dessert, Valentine glow sticks and balloons, of course! It couldn't have been better. All in all - one of the best Valentine's weekends ever.

On a side note, this is Azure's cute class at school on their way to deliver Valentines to the principal. Love her school. Love her teacher. Love her principal. Love that she has such great friends in her class!

One step at a time

2010-02-17T08:32:00.000-08:00

Today,
Bella taught Emmett how to sit

and stand.

Tomorrow, she says she will teach him how to crawl and walk.
Got to love her determination!

Cal's #3

2010-02-10T11:39:00.000-08:00

PIRATE ISLAND!
We celebrated Cal's birthday early in Utah with my family at Pirate Island. The kids had a blast! It's a pizza & play place in Provo that's decked out in pirate gear - complete with skeletons, treasure boxes, caves, pirate hat menus, a balloon guy that makes swords & parrots, waiter Jack Sparrow, a wrecked pirate ship for kids to play on, and lots of arcarde games. It was the perfect place to spend Calvin's third birthday. He ate it up!

Bella & Az and Cal & Dad

in the waiting area

That's the smile Cal's famous for!

riding the carousel

crusing on the motorcylce

Back to

Nana & Bapa's house

to open gifts.

Cal is super excited about

his new microwave!

Bella modeling Cal's new robot towel

Back in Colorado - we celebrated with cake & ice cream

with Grammy, Meg & Carter, and the Carlson family at our house.

Cal loves his new blender from Grammy!

Happy Birthday Cutie Pie Cal!!! WE LOVE YOU!!!

Lia's Wedding

2010-02-10T10:11:00.000-08:00

I was so fortunate to be with Lia on her wedding day. I always tell my little girls that a sister is a best friend you get to keep forever. I want them to be as close as Lia and I are.

Dan did a lot of kid watching so I could help with the dinner Friday night, go with the girls to get our hair and nails done, and so I could be with Lia early to help her finish up getting all ready for her big day.

So thankful for him, and so thankful I could be with Lia to help her. It was a whirlwind weekend! I wish her all the best!!!

Uncle Sam danced the afternoon away with Azure.

Lia & I before the wedding.

Dan & Bella enjoying a little Aretha Franklin.My sis-in-law Pegah with Henry (who is two months older than my little man) and Me with Emmett

I hope they grow up to be good little buddies!

Calvin just wanted to be one of the bridesmaids. He snuck up to the front and stood by me for half of the ceremony. Luckily Dan was able to snatch him before he became too much of a distraction.
We couldn't get any of the kids to be looking at the same place at the same time. A little wild - but lots of fun!!!

Congratulations Nate & Lia!!!

Lia's Wedding - Rehearsal Dinner

2010-02-10T10:00:00.000-08:00

There was a last minute change of plans, which involved moving the rehearsal dinner from a restaurant to the Stake Center. Lia called me with the news Wednesday night - and we were supposed to leave Thursday morning at 6am (of course we didn't leave until later, but that was the plan.) So, I ran out Wednesday night (thanks Meg and Carter for watching my kids!) and raided Hobby Lobby of every black and white decoration they had, stopped by Sis. Talbot's house and rented the b&w cloths and chair bows, threw it all in a suitcase, and headed out the next day. Maybe not what I would have come up with if I had months to plan - but not too shabby for two hours worth of work!!!

The cute couple...

Calvin cracked up every time cousin Henry gave him sloppy kisses on the cheek. So cute!

It really made it nice to eat at the church - the kids got to run around and play together - and we didn't have to worry about keeping them calm and quiet at a restaurant. It was great!

Dan & I with Lia & Nate.

We wish them a happy future!

Loudmouth & The Great Poop Caper

2010-01-29T12:18:00.000-08:00

LOUDMOUTH
I was at the pediatrician's office for Bella's cough and Emmett's 4 month checkup {yes he's actually five months} and Emmett was putting on quite a show: squealing and squawking for all he was worth {probably just trying to compete with Calvin & Bella, as they were showing off all their tricks as well}. The Dr. was doing his darndest to ignore the craziness, and not laugh every time Emmett let out a long howl. The doc has, afterall had a lot of experience with kids - he's been a pediatrician for a long, long time - he's actually retiring next month. But even he finally just stopped the exam - and looking over his bifocals at me, exclaimed, "That is the loudest baby I have EVER heard!" Welcome to the family baby Emmett. Looks like you've found your place!

THE GREAT POOP CAPER
A little tip. When your five year old comes to you and begs you to change the baby's poopy diaper to impress her friend - even if you are covered in paint because you've been refinishing your kitchen table, and it actually would be nice to have someone else do that for a change, and it would take you five minutes to properly clean up just so you could delve into that mess - do not, I repeat, do NOT cave in and say yes. If you fail to heed my warning, and you do, unfortunately say yes, this is what you have to look forward to:
Azure: OK! Thanks mom, we'll take care of it!
Me: But make sure he's on the changing pad!
Azure: He is.
Me: Make sure you get out the wipes before you take off his diaper.
Azure: We will!
{five seconds later Azure comes running into the kitchen}
Azure: Mo-om!!!! He's getting his feet in the poop! Come quick!
Me: Aaah! OK! Hold on one second! {hurry and try to rinse the paint off your hands. Azure runs back to the bedroom.}
Azure: {Screaming from the bedroom} Mo-om! Ooooo!!! GROSS!!! He just ate the poop!
Me: Azure!!! What on earth!!! {Run into the baby's room to see Azure's friend holding the baby's feet, which are indeed covered in poop. And incidentally, so is she. In fact everything in the near vicinity is covered in poop. Take a second to #1.Feel mortified about having to explain this to the friend's mom and tell her to go quickly wash up, and borrow a new shirt from Azure. And #2. Worry that your baby might get deathly ill from ingesting fecal matter. And #3. kick yourself in the shins for being naive enough to think that this could have gone any better. Then snap back to reality, pick up the baby and race him to the bathtub. Spend the next 20 minutes cleaning up the mess that would have taken you two if you'd just followed my advice and told your five your old a big N.O. to start with.}

In Training

2010-01-15T09:17:00.000-08:00

Oh my lands. I have so much to catch up on and blog about from last year, that it has kept me from blogging for awhile since I haven't yet found that huge block of time I'm going to need to start and maybe finish that project...but, I've decided to press forward and move on, and I'll try to get a few older things on here little by little.

So - it's a new year. I was at the gym the other day when I ran into a friend who is amazing, and does marathons, and half marathons, and triathlons - really, pretty much any "athon" that is out there. I asked her what she was training for now, and after her brief explanation that she's injured and is just taking it easy (she ran 7 miles that day), she asked me if I was training for anything.

I smiled.

While I have done a sprint triathlon, and a couple of 10Ks and 5Ks, it's been a few years...and might be a few more!

But yes, I am in training. I'm in training to look good in the bridesmaid dress for my sisters wedding, which is a short 3 weeks away. The dress is designed to be pretty much skin tight, in black satin --- whoa mama --- I've got a lot of work to do!!!

So for now, the YMCA Childwatch is raising my children, and I am hungry for cheetos...
But I feel strong, and am grateful to have somewhere to train, and am thankful for all the support and protein shakes from sweet little Dan. Cheers to 2010!