Friday, September 4, 2009

Crazy Hats

Kids are a funny breed. They say and do funny and odd things. Were we ever so funny and strange? Are we funny and strange to them? I find it amusing what will entertain them from day to day. With five kids in the house, the range of what entertains is surprisingly hard to gauge. It depends on the day, the mood, and what they find.

Most recently it was being crafty. Being crafty is a good thing. I am not one of those mom's who sits down with them and helps them create a masterpiece. No, I am more of a lay it all out in front of them and say, "Have a blast! Clean it up when your done." So on Sunday, Kristin and Missy(one of the extras) decided to make crazy hats. They worked for about thirty to forty minutes. They started with a band to go around their heads and then taped strips of construction paper all around. Definitely a couple of crazy hats.

On Tuesday, somewhere amidst the chaos, and before spraying perfume into his eye, Ryan and Emily had their turn at making crazy hats. This time I actually helped. I helped Ryan cut his pieces of paper. The most fun came from watching his little tongue wag back and forth as if this would help him in his effort. We put his hat together and he immediately wanted to wear it. Well I wanted pictures then! Both Ryan and Emily were happy to oblige. It was fun making crazy hats with them.

Now the interest has shifted to a little toy computer that my land lady gave me. V tech made it, and it has games, educational things and music. However, simply because it has a flat screen, keyboard and mouse Ryan is happy to have his own computer at last!
Emily hams it up every chance she gets.
Love the chocolate goatee!
A rare and precious moment between this brother and sister

Thursday, September 3, 2009

Yesterday was my birthday. I got love all across the internet. From Facebook, to my blog, to emails, forums, phone calls. and the like. I was feeling the love. I even got flowers from my mom and my sister. Roses. They are so pretty. We actually are not doing my birthday until Sunday. It's a good thing considering the way my week has been going.

Monday went fairly normal. Got the kids off to school, with the promise of making a doctor appointment for Emily. She had been coughing for so long and she just wasn't recovering. It was a bad horrible cough that was causing her to gag. We went to the doctor and found out she has bronchitis. I asked about school and the doctor said she should stay home at least 2 days. Okay no problem. Tired after my long afternoon, I forced myself to make dinner. Savory Ham Pie. Not a scrap of it left.

Yesterday Emily rested, watched TV, did some math, and played a little with her brother. I had my mom come and sit with Emily and Ryan so I could go get Kristin and my extras from school. My mom and I were visiting while the girls were playing. I gave them the heads up that homework would be commencing in 15 minutes. Somewhere in that time, Ryan who had been suspiciously quiet began to cry. My house swallows up sound. It is good and bad. The TV was on. The girls were giggling. I couldn't figure out where he was. After circling the main floor once, I called out his name and he told me he was upstairs. He came to me holding his hand over his eye. The boy had sprayed perfume into his eye. My bathroom and his eye wreaked of White Diamonds. Now what do I do? I soaked a washcloth with water and wrung it out over his eye. Over and over I did this, until he proclaimed that it was enough.

Happily, I happen to know an eye doctor from church. Double happy, he works at the very office I go to. I will just go to him, and he will take care of Ryan and make sure his eye is ok. Well, he wasn't there. He had been in surgery all day and was gone for the day. Now we have to open a chart. My insurance requires authorization for something like this. To do this they need my primary who is gone for the day. Come on people, the kids eye is red, watery and I have sick child at home and dinner to make. After some red tape they took him to an exam room. He was a champ. While sitting in my lap, he let them look in his eyes with their special eye doctor stuff. He has some chemical burns but he would be okay. They gave me ointment...not drops... OINTMENT that I am to put INSIDE the eye. Ummm....he's three....well believe it or not...we've been doing it. His eye already looks better.

I made hot dogs for dinner, and had the girls get started with homework. It was late when we finished, but we did it. I got Emily ready for bed, and during that she had a horrible coughing fit that made her vomit. Not a good thing. I assured her she wasn't sick with a stomach flu. I got her settled and off to bed, but not before I had to set up Ryan in MY room. I am a mean mom though. I pile up blankets and make him sleep on the floor. He did all night.

My birthday...starts with Emily coughing up a lung. Twice. Yep. It happened again. Poor thing. She looked horrible. Man is this child ever getting better!? Rich tells me that his car battery needs to be replaced. So what did I do for myself? I bought dinner and I took a birthday girl time out after Ryan went to bed. I just sat there and did absolutely nothing. It was heaven.

I am not sure what the rest of my week holds. I do know that Emily was finally perking up this evening. She doesn't realize how sick she was and how much time she needs to recover fully, but I did notice improvement. Tomorrow morning we shall see how she is.

It's been a crazy few days. I am ready for a day at the spa. A vacation in the Bahama's. Anything that speaks relax, you have no worries here.

Wednesday, September 2, 2009

Sept. 2nd, 1970something....

On this very day, some thirty years ago...a very special, kind, beautiful, loving, generous, intelligent, funny, bright and VERY MODEST person came to this earth. Isn't she sweet??? How can you not love her? Hard to believe she was just days old in this picture. Yes, days. She weighed in at 8 pounds 14 ounces. Ouch. That one hurt. Sad truth for mom, was she was the smallest of the three. She is the youngest. Remember that. She is the YOUNGEST!

She lived in her first home for 5 years. There was a lemon tree and apricot tree in the backyard. And yes, it really does look like popcorn! She ate apricots and lemons alike right from the tree. Yep, she can truly suck a lemon!
Are you loving the pixie cut?

When she was about to turn six, she and her family moved to the place where she would do the remainder of her growing up...well at least her chronological growing up. The final growing up has yet to be seen!

She loved to roller skate, ride bikes, draw, color, play barbies, climb trees, play in the mud. She had a particular talent for attracting dirt. She was often referred to as "Pigpen" It's okay, that one made her laugh. She was also known as "Peanut" and "Sunshine." She was never really a peanut, but that's okay...she was the YOUNGEST!
In high school she discovered two of her passions: acting and writing. Drama gave her a home. Writing gave her creative power.

Now that beauty is all grown--chronologically speaking. She is married with three beautiful children. She still loves to write, and given the chance, she would act. Well she does a kid! There have been many adventures over the past mmfmfmfmfmf years, and it will be interesting to see what happens in the next mfmfmfmfmfm years.

Happy Birthday to ME!

Monday, August 31, 2009

I Have A Question

I frequently ask questions throughout my week. Much like our children do. I don't ask why the sky is blue, though I do want a short and simple explanation! No, I ask different questions. The questions are usually brought about by something that has happened to me, or maybe something I read online that makes me think, what the heck!? Sunday at church our Bishop had his arm in a sling. Well that certainly made me think, what the heck!? He and his family are very active so I wasn't overly surprised that he had sustained an injury. I was just being nosy and wanting to know WHAT he did.

He opened the meeting with the usual ward business and such, and after the opening hymn and prayer he returned to the pulpit. He then made the announcement that he would dispel any rumors about his injury. He made a joke about getting in a fight with a young man who also had a sling on his arm. After a hearty laugh from all of us, he went onto explain that he had bought spring loaded stilts. Oh stop right there, Bishop! Please say no more. He continued, telling us his son told him to run. He did. And he broke his arm as a result. So my question is....(inspired by my mom) "Why do we never grow up?"

My Bishop is not the only one to do such things. Only a few weeks ago, my brother was showing our nephew a trick we did when we were kids. First you sit yoga style, and then we would stand up on our knees and walk on them. I remember doing this. I remember it being an easy thing. As an adult with osteo in the knees, I would never ever do such a thing. I would admit it, and describe, but preform it. No. My brother did. On cement. Needless to say he hurt himself. But I can't preach too much. A few months ago, I preformed a hand stand for my daughter. Why? To show her how of course! I am pushing 40, should I really be doing stuff like that!? I only did one.

My mother has got down on the floor more than once this summer to build blocks with Ryan and to draw a chalk picture on sidewalk. She has two full knee replacements. So what is it about us that makes us think we can still do these things? Sometimes I think I am still that young girl. The one who could shop all day, stay from open to close at an amusement park or turn a cartwheel.

The truth is, our bodies age. However our minds and spirits stay as young as we let them. Yes we should exercise a little self control, but sometimes we just want to run on spring loaded stilts! What do you do that you later think...hmmmm that probably wasn't a good idea.

Sunday, August 30, 2009

Savory Ham Pie

I guess if I am going to post a recipe every Sunday, I should create a rating system. I will say for this recipe as far prep goes, on a scale of 1 to 5 with 5 being Really time consuming, I would give this one a 2. As far as taste...a 5. even my super picky eaters like this one. There is green bell peppers and onions in this recipe...shhhh don't tell. It comes from a cookbook my mom got for her wedding shower. Name of the book? Anybody's guess.

3 Tbsp chopped onion
1/4 cup chopped green peppers--I actually do use a little less since me and green peppers don't get along.
6 tbsp flour
1 can cream of chicken soup
1 1/3 cups of milk
1 1/2 cups of diced ham--I am not positive, but I think I double this. I learned the vague measurements from my mother. ;)
1 tbsp lemon juice
1 recipe of cheese biscuit dough**

Saute' onion and green pepper in fat, stir in flour, add soup and milk, cook until thickened. Add ham and lemon juice, mix and pour into greased baking dish. Roll out dough on floured board, cut rounds and arrange on top of ham mixture. Bake in hot oven 450* for 15 minutes... Then at 425* for 10 more minutes. Serves 6.
**For the biscuits... Add a half cup of shredded cheese to the dry ingredients of bisquick biscuits then make following the box directions. Cut and arrange on top of ham mixture and make as stated above.