tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25326429613663536892012-01-28T11:50:14.448-08:00Linneahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00749678705105524500noreply@blogger.comBlogger1751100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2532642961366353689.post-7578402143484451182012-01-14T07:34:00.000-08:002012-01-14T07:34:04.877-08:00

I'm sure most of our family heard but in case you didn't the big news at our house last week was: Nathan was hit by a car.  Truly.  BUT the other big news is that he literally walked away.  The car ran over his right foot and that was all.  Two police cars and two ambulances came with lights and sirens, so it was a little dramatic but it turns out he's fine.  I was teaching piano when I got a

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I have been loving this Christmas!  Vince has time off he has to use and we are home together as a family.  I don't remember the last time we could just relax and just enjoy our family at home.  Delightful! The only thing I really haven't been able to do is take the kids sledding.  Where is the snow?!! This past week I also made bedroom curtains, restained my nightstands, painted a wall in my

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I've decided it's time for a long update.  I prefer short quick blogposts but I can never seem to find the time for any posts and I guess it's been so long since I've posted that this one will be long. Vince was released from the high council to be the young men's president in our ward.  I guess it took the stake several months to let him go at our Bishop's request and even after he was released

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Ethan was selected by his teacher as CEO (Chief Example to Others) this month.  Mr. B. writes:     Ethan is one weird kid!  I don't mean that in a bad way.    Interesting or  unique might be more politically correct terms to describe Ethan.  He is a chief example to others because he things independently while respecting everyone around him.  He loves to add to the conversation in the classroom

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A couple of weeks ago Nathan asked his teacher if he and another boy could do their work in the hall because the classroom was too noisy.  I was excited for several reasons: he recognized he couldn't concentrate with the noise, he talked with his teacher about it, he successfully articulated his concern, and he recognized that someone else was also having trouble and tried to help them.  It was a

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Last Thursday Eva turned 14!  Now she can go to dances--except our Bishopric ran out of dance cards :( It's hard to believe that in a year she'll start driving!  Seriously I can't wait.  I'm looking forward to another chauffer :) We are so proud of Eva--she's a remarkable girl!  I'm going to brag about her a bit :)  She works so hard to develop her talents, be a good friend, help her siblings,

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Ok. my Mom asked me to post pictures of the new dress I made, so here they are!! I was hoping this sewing project would take 10 hours so I could count it for my Integrity project, but it looks like I'm going to have to make another thing. Anyway, here the pictures of me in my beautiful new dress and haircut!!!

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Last night was my big performance at the assembly hall--my family was really excited.  For it to be over.  Eva put it succinctly when she said, "Finally!"  The whole thing turned into a much bigger project than I ever would have imagined and I had a few 4+ hour practices as well as my practicing at home, attempting to write modulations, key changes, and accompianments.  Most of this was well over

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My kids are often embarrassing--but not as much as they used to be when they would run yelling through the chapel at church or make "pee" soup outside or.....you get the idea.  Lately, though, I find that my kids are more often than not embarrassed by ME!  I have no idea why, exactly, but I've been hearing lately that I should not embarrass them.  Which of course makes me want to... Then I read

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Last week my grandmother passed away.  I've been praying for her for a few years that Heavenly Father would take her home--I wasn't sure what life could mean to a person who couldn't hear, see, use the left side of her body, and was in constant pain.  I felt grateful that she could graduate from this mortal existence and greet her 2 husbands, 13 siblings, parents, and other family and friends who

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We had a crazy week.  Tuesday Vince and I got to go to the U2 concert we've waited a year to see--it's Vince's favorite band and the first concert for either of us.  We parked at a Trax station and rode the train to the stadium.  It was a fantastic concert--until we started getting texts that there was a problem at home and ended up leaving early.  We got home just after all the excitement

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Babies should come with complimentary time travel devices for the mothers.  This is the first year I've had kids at 2 different schools.  Early last week I received a nice letter/invitation in the mail for an awards assembly at the junior high where Eva will be receiving an award Wednesday from 9:15-11:30.  Two days later the elementary school called to invite me to a special assembly where Ivy

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Last week I stumbled on this book from Amazon: Like Sound Through Water by Karen J. Foli.  The books summary captivated me: "He was a happy, healthy boy--a mother's dream come true.  Yet by the age of three, Ben's development was significantly delayed:  He couldn't make sense of the simplest phrases, and he still hadn't started talking.  When Karen Foli finally took her son, Ben, to a speech

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Everyday I deal with the unjustness of people having to practice--"it's not fair!", "it takes to long"--I wholeheartedly agree with that last complaint--often they complain 40 minutes before beginning 20 minutes of practicing.  Ivy will even go into a room and spend 30 minutes opening the violin case, 20 minutes putting the shoulder rest on the instrument and (I'm not making this up) once spent

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Sometimes (OK--every night) kids don't want to go to bed.  It doesn't help that I send them to bed dehydrated.  Or that when they come out to rehydrate they later need to use the restroom.  And that the fluid loss instigates still more dehydration.  Last night Nathan was really taking advantage of this unfortunate pattern.  I guess he could tell I was getting tired of his hydration issues when

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From Nathan:  "Mom, Please let me.....I will never beg again!!  I promise!!"

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I'm cooking dinner and Eva (13) says, "It's like a cooking show.  Or a relay."  Hmmmm. Ivy (9) comes home and says, "Watermelon!!  Who got it?"  I told her I did.  She asked me where I got it.  I told her I found it.  She asked where and I told her it was laying on the ground in the back yard.  She asked where in the backyard and I told her it was under the stairs.  She went to see if there was

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I debated whether to write a post about Nathan since it seems I write about him often but I've decided to write one anyway and try to focus much less on his medical/speech issues--although his progress and the work it takes is a major part of his little life so it's virtually impossible so leave it out entirely. The past several weeks we've been seeing a new side to Nathan.  He's making friends

Linneahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00749678705105524500noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2532642961366353689.post-25699184856969289312011-04-20T19:01:00.000-07:002011-04-20T19:01:38.901-07:00

I always loved this building--it seems so magical to me.  I can remember the first time I visited Temple Square as a child and I immediately fell in love with this building!  I've always wanted to go inside but have never found the time--the building never seems as intriguing to whoever I'm walking around the grounds with.  Vince and Eva have performed with the community choir here but I had to

Linneahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00749678705105524500noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2532642961366353689.post-26105072849071952112011-04-14T08:35:00.000-07:002011-04-14T08:46:07.692-07:00

Eva has been wanting to be on next year's yearbook committee since last fall when she first heard about it.  She has been planning and learning about what it would take all year.  Apparently, it takes a lot of pictures so she has taken every opportunity with her camera to get many great photos to turn in.  She is such a hard worker that she even taught herself how to use photoshop to doctor some

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Sunday was Ivy's 9th birthday!  Vince and I had so many meetings Sunday that we celebrated a little Friday, a little Saturday, a little Sunday, and mostly Monday.  Then today I took treats to her class--because I forgot to yesterday.  Friday I had lunch with Ivy at school--it's a fun little tradition in our family that Mom comes to school and brings lunch on birthdays.  Saturday was our piano

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I know no one will be surprised to hear that since I'm not a picture/camera person there are no before pictures but I can tell you that this dresser really needed a new finish--it was hard to tell if there was real wood under their or if it was a poor veneer.  I bought this from a neighbor for $25 (yes, neighbor I truly have your money--we just need to connect when it's in my hand--or I may send

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Good news: After 3-4 months of no microwave, we now have a new one!!  This is extremely exciting--now when I'm gone for speech and other things we can actually reheat food and eat before 8:30 at night! Bad News: We found water in the light fixture in the family room...it came from the sink in the kitchen, where the disposal apparently had a leak. Good News: Vince took out a ton of ceiling

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I've been waiting to write this post because Ethan's teacher wrote a really nice note about him for a citizenship award but he wanted to bring it home and then I put it somewhere "safe" and I' m not sure which safe place that was....  Anyway, I decided that while I'm here I'm just going to write about him and not look for the paper and get distracted.  Again. Ethan is very much a BOY.  He likes

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I feel privileged to be a mother!  I have four wonderful kids that I enjoy and love to spend time with.  Each one of my children are very unique and I've thought I should write about them as individuals at times.  I'm going to start with Eva.  I feel very fortunate that Eva is my oldest.  She is very responsible and helpful.  I know I wouldn't be able to work with the younger kids as much as I

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As you probably know, we have been driving Nathan to speech on Wednesdays and Fridays for nearly a year now.  It's a great expense of time and money--it's an hour drive to the U of U and an hour back.  The only vehicle we had available to us was our big family car--the Expedition.  Last month my little brother gave us his old little car.  It cost us a bit more than we expected to get it on the

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Ivy: "Mom-mom-mom-mom-mom-mom..." Me (mom): Ivy, What!! Ivy, giggling: "That was funny!" Eva:  "Mom-mom-mom-mom-mom-mom..." Me (mom): WHAT?!! Eva: "Oh! I was just seeing if you were listening to me." Nathan: "Mom-mom-mom-mom-mom-mom..." Me: "What do you need?" Nathan, with a slightly glazed look at first, focuses his eyes and says: "Um, nothing." Then turns to his sister and says "Eva--I want

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Last Thursday Nathan and I met with the ENT cleft palate/VPI specialist and learned that everything looks pretty good!  Which means we don't need to worry about surgery or anything else like that!!  Yay! The ENT recommends that Nathan have as much speech therapy as possible and that the therapy be directed by a speech pathologist that specializes in clefts/VPI.  He didn't seem to think that

Linneahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00749678705105524500noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2532642961366353689.post-51446623211912104442011-02-15T10:46:00.000-08:002011-02-15T10:48:19.627-08:00

On February 19, 2009 a friend of mine lost her husband.  He didn't wake up one morning and she was left, a grieving widow, with an 11-year-old daughter and a 9-year-old son.  It made quite an impression on me.  I began to ponder my relationship with my little family and the gratitude I feel in having them in my life each day.  I realized that while I know we can be together as a family I would be

Linneahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00749678705105524500noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2532642961366353689.post-83558372593535879012011-02-07T09:11:00.000-08:002011-02-07T09:11:05.414-08:00

Has anyone else ever noticed themselves deciding for sure how something was going to be and then learning it wasn't meant to be that way?  And I swear sometimes the universe has a real sense of humor. 1.  "I'm going on a mission--before I get married."             I can't count how many times I said this because I was so certain that's how it would be. 2.  "I'll never have hairy legs."

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I'm having one of those days where I just don't "feel like it".  I don't wanna. I'm done. We'll see what happens...

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This Wednesday morning has, for the most part, been uneventful.  Compared to two weeks ago when I got a flat tire on the way to school--a nice guy in slippers helped me change it in the snow.  I took him a giant chocolate bar.  When I took the car to the tire store to get the flat fixed I discovered that the tire was ruined and Vince and I decided to get all the tires replaced--they were pretty

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A couple weeks ago Ethan brought home a note from school saying he had a little trouble at the vision screening and should see an eye doctor to get his vision evaluated.  I made an appointment and  we went there this morning.  (Eva's totally jealous because she wants glasses--that girl loves her accessories!)  Ethan hasn't been too concerned about this because he's certain that the nurse made an

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I love this poem by Naomi Shihab Nye The river is famous to the fish. The loud voice is famous to silence, which knew it would inherit the earth before anybody said so. The cat sleeping on the fence is famous to the birds watching him from the birdhouse. The tear is famous, briefly, to the cheek. The idea you carry close to your bosom is famous to your bosom. The boot is famous to the

Linneahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00749678705105524500noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2532642961366353689.post-3752380068823074752011-01-12T05:18:00.000-08:002011-01-12T05:18:39.589-08:00

I haven't posted for a while because I've been putting this post off for stupid reasons.  On December 16 Vince and I celebrated our 15th anniversary.  I'm so grateful to be married to Vince--we have a beautiful life together.  I spent most of November and December reminiscing about our courtship, temple sealing, welcoming each child to our family, learning how to parent,...  Through everything

Linneahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00749678705105524500noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2532642961366353689.post-45937435463052684002010-12-24T05:24:00.000-08:002010-12-24T05:24:51.013-08:00

Today begins my favorite part of Christmas when we can spend time together as a family and relax!  I've been looking forward to it for the past 5 weeks :)  Christmas is a great time for reflecting on the past year isn't it?  I'll admit being on an emotional roller coaster since my last post.  After I posted about Nathan's last speech pathology assessment I googled "short palate".  Many times. 

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Nathan has been gaining confidence since school started this fall and is becoming quite a talker.  I'm finally feeling like we are getting to know Nathan, similar to when we got to know Ivy when she learned to speak.  I don't know if his personality will "blossom" as drastically as Ivy's but these past few months I can see something start to happen. Last Friday was our last night of speech at

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A few months ago we began a process of testing at Utah's CDC (Child Development Center).  There is a long waiting period for each appointment so it's a very long process.  We began by meeting with a developmental pediatrician who recommended meeting with a developmental psychologist and speech pathologist, to test for apraxia and other things.  I was happy with the pediatrician--I felt like he

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The impossible mom question This is a new word/term to me: Mother-Wit  noun; meaning "innate intelligence"; Synonyms include commonsense, faculties, innate common sense, intellectual gifts, nous, senses, wits It's nice to know there is a real term for it isn't it?  So I guess it's due to my mother-wit that I have the commonsense and innate commonsense (it really says both of those in the

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HI!!!! This is Eva. SHHHHH!!! My Mom doesn't know I put this up here, so don't  tell her!!! When Mom rushed to take Ivy and Nathan home from the Santa parade, she took the camera bag, and left the camera with me.... So, I put it with my music. I dug it up a few minutes ago and Voila!!! the pictures!!!!!! I even fixed them up for her!  Notice Ivy's cute little hat that Mom made. She made

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Remember I said something about a New Year's Resolution to put a photo on every post?  I'm still considering it--so seriously, in fact, that I went to get the camera.  YAY!  So why are you looking at that free generic photo of Santa instead of cute little Nathan and Ivy sitting on Santa's lap?  It's true that I have trouble getting pictures off the camera onto the computer and from there to my

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We are all caught up in Christmas activities and fun!  We have finished the fall/winter recital schedule and all the kids performed beautifully!!  Eva has performed her first Christmas program of this year on her violin at City Hall last Saturday.  Vince has performed about three times with his choir.  On Saturday we were able to build gingerbread houses with the Olcotts and it went super well--

Linneahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00749678705105524500noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2532642961366353689.post-7074599720956316372010-12-01T14:41:00.000-08:002010-12-01T14:41:59.364-08:00

Last night Ethan came home from Scouts telling me he needed a coat, snowpants, warm hat, and boots. By Friday. When his FATHER, who incidentally never mentioned this a week ago when snow pants were on sale for $11, is taking him on a scout campout. Sigh. So I went to the second hand store and guess what? They had one pair--they will be big but they will work. I also bought him a coat, and yes it

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Nathan has been veeeeeery worried that he's not going to sit on Santa's lap....for almost 4 weeks now.  I have to admit that when I look at the calendar I'm a bit concerned myself.  I've told him he should write his list and we'll mail it and he does but it doesn't take the worry out of his eyes.  Last year he was super sad when Santa didn't bring him the one thing he wanted.  (In Santa's defense

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 The kids (mostly Eva) and I spent the last 24 hours redecorating our front bathroom--and I actually had a great time!  When our bathroom rugs died I realized that I have had them since I was first married almost 15 years ago--yes I am excited to get away for this anniversary!  I took the shower curtain down to wash it and it was obviously in an advanced state of deterioration as well.  I found a

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The following is from Ivy this morning: "Moooooommm, Ethan called me a tattle tale!"

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I sent Nathan to practice the piano and he came back like this....

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Sometimes I wonder if I am the only parent to experience angst over the silly little "things" kids think are important like: who is the real owner of the cheapie toy from some restaurant, party, teacher, etc. that has been in the house for many months. Or who gets to play with the little cheapie toy. Or who broke it. Generally, my response to these things is something like: "If I hear, smell,

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It's true.  We're not off to a really great start.  I have NONE of that time I was supposed to have since all the kids are at school.  The good news is that I'm not feeling as lonely as I was worried about.  The bad news is that time was supposed to be for cleaning the house, preparing dinner, exercising.  So none of that stuff got done yesterday. The kids didn't get to bed until after 9:00 and

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Saturday night Eva and I got sick with some bug that gave us fever and chills, stomach pains and muscle aches.  We were miserable.  The rest of the family was so sweet!! Nathan brought me an extra blanket from downstairs and a pan "just in case".  He also put a new light bulb in the lamp by my bed. Ivy helped Eva come upstairs closer to a bathroom and got her a pan "just in case". Ethan cooked

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School starts tomorrow and my kids are shaggy so I announced this morning that we are ALL, yes even I, going to get hair cuts this morning.  It's the last day of summer....they are all annoying each other....and me.  I'm losing my sanity and I'm thinking that an hour out of the house for haircuts is what we all need so I went in my room to change and run a comb through my hair. The kids were

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Do any of you have husbands out there who seem to be frequently...... vague?  Or undecided? Like this year is our 15th anniversary and after 14 anniversaries of barely going out--there are some stories there but I'm trying to bury the hatchet and move on--we have decided to take 2 nights AWAY! This is so exciting!  As a general rule, Vince and I have never taken/had the luxury of much time to

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I went shopping with kids.  That pretty much sums it up, doesn't it?  I mean, really, it took me about 2 months to figure out that was a bad idea...when Eva was a baby.  And yet I continue to subject myself to the experience.  Just kidding--they're all old enough that I don't mind taking them anymore, especially when I can just take one or two at a time. Today I took Nathan.  We were having a

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The safety instructions for my new hair dryer said "Never operate while sleeping"

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It's Eva! Again. I am putting more pictures up. Yesterday Mom, Ethan, and I cleaned out the spice cupboard, the knife/utensil drawer and the Silverware drawer. Here are 3 more pictures. Every time my Mom looks at one of the places we cleaned she goes "Look at my spice cupboard, It's so clean!!!!!". Hope you like it!! One more thing. We also fixed the potholder drawer, but I forgot to take a

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This is Eva!!! I am putting the pictures on!! I tried to zoom out, but the room was so small I couldn't back up very far!! My Mom told me to choose two or three. I would like to put more on, but unfortunetly, this isn't my blog. So, here they are!!!

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Do you ever wake up in the morning with a plan? I do. I generally wake up each morning with a very good idea of exactly what I'm supposed to do. And then I spend most of the day doing anything BUT the plan. Just kidding--it's not really that bad. This summer has been a little unique because every day I have been following plans dictated by the needs/desires of family members, church callings, etc

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This morning Ethan yelled at Eva through the front bathroom door: "GET OUT! Other people have to use the bathroom too!!"I thought it was funny. NOT because Eva is almost a real teenager and spends a lot of time in there because she is and she does. NOT because this week seems to be one of those weeks when kids will pick on people just because they can; although they are--and it's only Tuesday

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I have been a lazy blogger!! This summer has been crazy busy for me! I generally like to do many things with the kids but stay in town. This summer has been very different. I teach piano from 8-5:30 on Monday and from 8:15-11 on Tuesday. Ivy goes to piano Monday, Ethan to piano Tuesday, Eva to violin Wednesday, Eva to piano Thursday, Ethan to guitar Thursday, and Nathan (and family) to

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It has been a great day and Mom has prepared a great meal, set the table, and called the kids. The kids enter the kitchen, and take their seats with minimal arguing. All is peaceful. Ivy is asked to say the prayer. She quietly folds her arms and begins: Ivy: "Dear Heavenly Father, Thank you for this day and for helping us stay safe. Please bless the food. Please give us blessings. Except

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OK--so I'll probably be able to use that title for many more things in my life but I have had bedwetters for 8 years now--for the last few years I've had 3 bedwetters. They are starting to outgrow it thankfully, but I still wash a lot of bedding. Last night was a first. Ethan came downstairs to tell us that Nathan stood up, pulled his pants down, peed all over his bed and then climbed back in

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Last Friday/Saturday Vince took Ethan to a Webelos overnighter--they had a great time! Vince told me that when they first got there the boys could go to a station and make marshmallow shooters. Vince hated the marshmallow shooters. For obvious reasons. In any case when Ethan went to make his shooter he went to the station and the first words out of his mouth were: "Do we have to follow the

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Ivy was selected as CEO (Chief Example to Others) by her teacher. Each month two students from each grade are selected and recognized for their exmple. Here is what Ivy's teacher wrote about her (Vince, Eva, Ethan, and I chuckled at many parts):"Ivy has brought us a gift this year...the gift of enthusiasm. It has been contagious, and our whole classroom has been affected by her great attitude.

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I have just realized why I don't like laundry day. All these years I thought it was because it took all day, matching socks is a pain, laundry is the ultimate boomerang.... But I now know the true reason I don't like laundry: it's a puzzle. I HATE puzzles! I can never figure them out--I don't generally like to spend hours looking at little pieces and fitting them together. In fact, I drive

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This morning I took the kids to the dentist to get their teeth cleaned. Ivy and Ethan were called back first. Ivy came back really quick and I asked her how many cavities she had--she didn't know. After a little while they called Eva and Nathan back. Ivy and I waited and waited for Ethan. Pretty soon Nathan came back and we were just waiting for Eva and Ethan. At this point I'm wondering if

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Dear Mr. Becker,I saw/observed/glanced at/perused/gazed/watched/looked/touched/approved/noticed/ appreciated/complimented Eva's fantastic/great/fabulous/marvelous/flawless/ satisfactory/super/super duper/wonderful/amazing/excellent/superior/superb report card. Linnea OlcottEva said I could only write one sentence with six words. I couldn't decide which words to use so I gave

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Why did you have to grow up? Remember 30 years ago when we had snacktime and naptime and painting and the teacher told my mom she was worried about me because I didn't know how to use scissors? How come you don't do scissors so much anymore? What happened to snacktime and naptime? Remember when my sister's happy kindergarten swinging picture was in the paper? How come you don't do recess

Linneahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00749678705105524500noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2532642961366353689.post-35700736328648802002010-04-03T08:16:00.001-07:002010-04-03T08:17:24.175-07:00

Ivy tells me that she likes my computer "and that's because when it is blank and nothing is showing on it, no pictures or anything, then it's like a mirror--that's why I like our TV, too, because it is like a mirror."

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A few months ago Vince and I joined a community choir--we actually tried out and made it although we readily admit that we were coaxed, cajoled, and begged to try out by the director and so she had to let us in at that point no matter what our try out sounded like. Anyways. Choir practice is every Saturday night from 7:00-9:00. Since we have 9 AM church Sunday morning we always have to

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We are very excited that Eva received a $200 scholarship to her violin suzuki camp this year. She was chosen because she "demonstrated that she is working very hard on her music". In addition to the $250 she earned from fundraising she has almost earned the entire cost of the camp!

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I have so far managed to not "help" with any school projects this year. Ivy had BEAR month (Be Excited About Reading) where the kids are supposed to do several cool projects about books they've read and I didn't help. At. All. Because I've been busy with Nathan, piano,... Besides it's HER project and it ended up OK so I felt vindicated for my lack of participation. I also didn't help with

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Lately one of my children has been impossible to reason with. Relatively. Because I don't think my children have perfect reasoning skills. I once watched a neighbor in Logan try to reason with her very spoiled three-year-old. It was ugly. At that point in time I decided to never debate anything with any child under the age of five and to have limited discussions with any other child. I

Linneahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00749678705105524500noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2532642961366353689.post-85468227893189940342010-03-13T07:06:00.001-08:002010-03-13T07:35:42.170-08:00

Dear Librarian,I love going to the library! I enjoy bringing my kids and helping them find books and appreciate how it feeds their love for learning. Perusing your shelves in that quiet, peaceful atmosphere is relaxing and refreshing...We do our best to return books in a timely matter. I believe in taking responsibility for overdue items...I'm sure you know this because you can see that we

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We started with a song chosen by Eva, I Know My Father Lives. I picked the starting note and it was in a lower key because I didn't want to sing high and Eva spent the whole time frowning because it was in a different key than the one in the book--near perfect/perfect pitch IS a curse! Ethan offered a prayer which was uneventful and sweet because he prayed that his siblings would be healthy--he

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Ethan: "Mom, when Dad dies do I get the golf clubs? Because he has a nice wooden driver. They don't make those anymore." Which is funny because he's never been golfing for real. Ever.Ivy: "MOM, I need to tell you something important! If you are by a volcano and you see some part of the volcanic stuff that looks black DO NOT put your foot in it or else it will burn up your whole leg!!" Good

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Last year we had a stranger scare in our neighborhood. I received a call from another parent letting me know that someone was driving around the neighborhood asking kids to help him find their lost puppy. It turned out to be another neighbor that we all know talking to a confused child but we spent an hour that evening rehearsing/role playing all various situations that might occur and how to

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When Ivy comes upstairs and I say something like, "Ivy where are your socks?" and she says "Downstairs" and I say go get them and she of course starts ranting and raving that she was JUST down there and I say: "Perfect! If you were just down there then you know the way!"When I ask any of the four to do a chore and they say something like "I just did that one yesterday!" "You always

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Waking Ethan up in the mornings has turned into a game of sorts. He pretends to be asleep and I do shocking, gross, and disgusting things to pull him out of his pretend stupor. This has been going on for well over a year and so far Ethan is able to fake sleep--by fake sleep I mean not move any muscle including his eyelids and mouth--through:*wet willies--yes, this is thorougly disgusting but I

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Eva wants to go to Violin Suzuki Camp--badly. She has spent the week fundraising and advertising for weeding for money opportunities during spring break and has been very successful! One neighbor pointed out that a very popular babysitter will be moving this week and that Eva is a logical replacement. She also said that at least one of the families are "hard" to babysit. I scoffed. I

Linneahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00749678705105524500noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2532642961366353689.post-39305863516749415052010-02-08T06:24:00.000-08:002010-02-08T07:51:46.970-08:00

Motherhood is educating me on the value, necessity, and rules of fairness. Apparently I am a novice--I do not know what is fair and what is not fair. I do not have a natural ability for determining who is experiencing unfairness and who has more than their share of fairness. This must be critical information because it is a major topic of conversation at our house. Thankfully, I have four

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Last night Eva, Ivy and I attended the Reflections award evening for our PTA Council. In November Eva placed first in photography and second in 3-D (for creating a 3-D sculpture of a flower out of wire) and Ivy placed first for photography in their respective age brackets. First and second winners at the school level have their work submitted to the council with all the other schools in Tooele.

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This morning I read the "Miss Ivy" post to Ivy--she loved it. Twenty minutes later she said, "Blog more about me mom!" Which made me laugh! I started thinking about the varying feedback I receive from my children in various situations:About blogging:Eva: "I want to read it--all of it!"Ethan: "Don't blog ANYTHING about me EVER not even the fact that I was complimented by a Primary teacher or

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I have noticed that every time I say something to Ivy I add something like:Hurry! Do it Fast!RIGHT now!Sometimes I say all three and more.This became fairly obvious when we pulled up into the church parking lot on Sunday and I got out of the car and turned to get the kids but didn't have to because Ethan was all over that. Echoes of myself: "Come on! Get out of the car!! NOW! NOW! NOW! GO!

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I was realizing today that Nathan will most likely be a first grader next year which opens a new chapter in my life--one without carpooling preschoolers, kindergartners, etc. It makes me a little nostalgic that I won't get to witness my kids interacting with their peers on a regular basis but I've also decided I won't miss:The dawdlers--you know the ones I mean. It takes them 5-10 minutes to

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I decide to make cornbread for dinner and then have to run to the store (my second trip of the day) to get cornmeal...Then come home to make it and put double the milk I need...So I add extra of all the other ingredients but when I go to bake it...I discover the pan I need is very dirty so I go to soak it...And the oven starts smelling because I forgot that when I made cake the other day I had a

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Last week I made a dinner that two kids weren't thrilled with. Vince and I ended up being away for dinner and so that meant less than half the family had eaten said dinner and so the next night I served it again! Immediately the boys were protesting!! (It was ravioli) I thought I could put some Parmesan on it and pass it off as something they hadn't tasted yet but that made things worse.

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I received the following email this week:I need to praise you two for the great boys you are raising! Yesterday I was at the school hoop shoot to watch A. Both Ethan and his friend M were sitting by her waiting their turn. When A was called, they both wished her luck. As she was shooting they were cheering their hearts out for her. Groaning each time she hit the rim, yelling out words of

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Yesterday was one of those really long days. You know--it's 8:00 at night and I'm still helping one practice spelling, cleaning up dinner, baking bread, making a pie for Eva's YW the next day, practicing, ..... In the middle of everything...Ivy calls out, "MOOOOOOMMM, Nathan wrote on his dresser with a maaaaaaarrrrrrrrkerrrr!"I just sighed and said to Ethan, "Please go get the marker." I

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IF the child downstairs with no toilet makes it all the way upstairs to the toilet--twice--then the child next door to the toilet cannot.The child who initially cannot get to the toilet must stop immediately and finish wherever he/she is standing, particularly if he/she is standing on carpet.If the child's room was JUST cleaned and all laundry picked up, garbage thrown away, etc. then that would

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Once a month our school district gives a school an opportunity to recognize one student, parent, and teacher at the board meeting. Our elementary school's opportunity was this Tuesday and Eva was recognized as the outstanding student. The principal and superintendent read great things about her (some quotes from her teachers) and presented her with a great certificate, bookmark, and a $20 gift

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We're driving to school and Nathan is putting his shoes and socks on in the car (because after I located a match of socks out of the basket of clean stuff I haven't folded we had no time to put them on) and says "I dropped my sock!"I stop the car, pull over, reach back and hand him his sock.Nathan: "Why did we stop?"Me: "So I could get your sock."Nathan: "But WHY did we stop?"Me: "Because I

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Halloween is fun and I'm glad it's over!Eva wore her poodle skirt, Ethan was a pirate one night and a vampire the next, Nathan was batman and Ivy was a witch. We recycled old costumes this year and that was nice. Between last Tuesday and Saturday Eva had 6 parties! Crazy! We all had a family party at the school on Wednesday--it was a great time! All four kids were invited to a party on

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I was reading the local newspaper last night that the school board is considering canceling all future perfect attendance awards. I blame H1N1. It's been pretty bad here and everyone's a little freaked out about it. People argue that perfect attendance awards encourage students to come to school sick. Some people argue that parents push their kids to have perfect attendance because the

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when Vince makes up some new recipe the kids say "Dad, you should make a cookbook!"and when I make up some new recipe the kids say, "Who taught you that?"

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I got up at 4:40 to get to the gym by 5:00 which I've been doing everyday for several weeks now. I had a meeting with the trainer at 6:15 and ended up getting home at 7:10. The problem with this was that Vince left for the weekend shortly after I left and when I got home I found Eva still in bed. The problem with this is that Eva had orchestra at 7:30. So we hurried! She got dressed while I

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I'm working on hemming pants for Vince for a Scout training that starts tomorrow. He had marked a pair and I started with those, planning to finish, measure the inseam, and then hem the next pair. I was a little concerned when I finished because the pants seemed shorter than the ones I hang each week so I pulled a pair of pants he wears most days and measured the inseam to compare. I had just

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After listening to much debate about President Obama's speech to students the past week I was a little concerned. I didn't vote for the guy and a speech to students about education seems pretty harmless but I often think that where there's smoke there's bound to be some fire. So Monday I sat down and read it. I seriously found nothing inappropriate and/or disconcerting. In fact, it seemed to

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I've been debating about whether to blog this post or not because Eva hasn't been a troublemaker for 8 years or so. Truthfully, she has been a unique sort of child in that she basically causes little to no trouble for anyone. I even remember that her Sunbeam teacher commented on Eva's willingness to listen and learn in Primary and even said that she "seemed to get irritated when other kids were

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You'll have to forgive me but my oldest turns 12 on Tuesday and so I've been remembering cute, lovable, precious, and funny things about her the past 12 years. I'm thinking I'll share a few stories over the next several days. I remembered this story the other night when talking to a family of sisters who just got a new baby brother. When Ethan was born Eva had questions about him. She was

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"It's not fair! Eva always gets to choose the right because she's older!!!"

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