Friday, December 21, 2012

The one about the Tooth Fairy

So after taking the tooth to school on Monday, Lucy decided she'd like to put it under her pillow.  Monday night we put it in a plastic baggie and under her pillow.  She and Noah had the giggles and played for a while and then things finally got quiet.  About 15 minutes later, Lucy comes out of her room exclaiming that the tooth fairy had come, the tooth was gone and she had left a candy cane. Lucy was excited and amazed.  I was a bit bewildered.  She said she didn't know where the tooth was.  I think the candy cane was deposited there earlier in the day by Noah.

I told her I wasn't sure that was from the tooth fairy and to go to back to bed.  After watching TV for a little while I went to bed.  I heard Tony come to bed and asked him if the Tooth Fairy had come.  He said she forgot but would make an appearance soon.  Tony reappeared in our room saying that the Tooth Fairy couldn't find the tooth and there was a hole in the plastic baggie.  Good grief!

She borrowed a flashlight and went back in to find the tooth on the carpet.  Hallelujah!

Lucy was excited in the morning to find:

Our rather extravagant Tooth Fairy has said this is more of a signing bonus and the regular payment will be $1.00. :)

Monday, December 17, 2012

I should have waited a few minutes...

Just a few minutes after my last post the tooth came out!  With a little help from some Orajel and an impatient Daddy.  She was so excited.  We had church just a couple hours later and she told as many people as she could.  Pointing to her mouth she would exclaim, "I have a lost tooth!"

At first she said she didn't want to give any of her teeth to the Tooth Fairy, then she decided she'd give all but the front four, and now she's down to the top two.  She does want to put it under her pillow tonight since she wanted to take it to school today.  Silly Goose.  

One down, 19 more to go.

Sunday, December 16, 2012

My Lu

That face!
If you force Lucy to smile she sort of squints.

If you say "smile with your eyes open," you get sort of a 'crazy' look.

This little sweetness is working so diligently in school.  I am amazed at the things she is learning and how hard she works.  I am also astounded at how hard her teachers work.  On Fridays I get to go help at lunch time and it is the best part of my week.  When the kids see me waiting outside the door (I try to keep out of sight until they are ready for me so Noah and I don't cause a commotion) they get so excited, we feel like celebrities.  I am always there on a day when the hot lunch is some crazy thing that requires a fork to stab it open and sauce to go everywhere.  I am learning the kids who are more independent and don't want help with anything and the ones who like help, even if it's just for the company.  The ones who dote on Noah and help me take care of him and feed him Cheerios.  They are sweet little ones and Friday's events hit me really hard.  Having just started our own journey into elementary school I could relate on an entirely different level than these events in the past.  My heart has broken for them and I take solace in the Savior, knowing that he suffered these pains and brought those little ones to him.

Lucy has a loose tooth, it is barely hanging on and we are patiently waiting for it to fall.  This girl does not want to give her teeth to the Tooth Fairy.  At least not the first four.  She would like to save those and the Tooth Fairy may have the rest.

She makes friends easily and takes up the role of older sister in all areas of life.  She is a snuggle bunny, a treat lover and a finagler and I've been loving on her a bit more over the last couple days.  

Wednesday, December 05, 2012

Easy Marshmallow Cheesecake

How do I get a job as a food photographer?  I really think that's a career I would love.

I also love cheesecake.  I have been wanting some for a while, when Lucy and I would play restaurant I always ordered cheesecake.  Tired of noshing on air, I finally decided to make some.  This is a no bake cheesecake but not a no cook cheesecake.  It's simpler than real cheesecake but richer than the no bake variety.

Crust: Packaged, Graham Cracker Crust.  Feel free to make your own, I was feeling lazy and used store bought.  I also thought about using Mel's recipe from that Banana Cream Pie...maybe I'll do that next time because I'll definitely be making this again.

1 package (about 40) regular sized Marshmallows
3/4 Cup Milk (I used 2%)
2, 8 oz. packages cream cheese, softened.
1 tub whipped topping.


In a large bowl or the bowl of an electric stand mixer, beat the cream cheese.  Really whip it.  

On the stove, in a medium saucepan, melt the marshmallows and milk together over medium-low heat.  This takes supervision, intermittent stirring, and about 10 minutes.

Remove from heat and let cool.

Add to the cream cheese and beat to combine.

Fold in the whipped topping until thoroughly combined. *I switched to my dough hook and just mixed on low.

Pour into prepared crust.

Refrigerate to set.

As Lucy would say, it's "Easy Bo Beasy"

It's perfect plain or with a topping...that's melted Nutella up there...mmmm...


It really bugs me that my last post is from 10.31.12 and it's currently December 5th.  I despise "catch-up" posts and I am not above back-dating.  So, be on the look out for some back dated posting.  In the mean time, I'll be cleaning the grease off my keyboard from Lucy's potato chip fingers. :)

Thursday, November 22, 2012

Happy Thanksgiving

Happy Thanksgiving.
We have a lot to be thankful for.

This year, before devouring all the goodies, Mom and I did the Turkey Trot downtown. 
There was definitely a lot more walking than running but my time wasn't much different from when I've run the whole thing.  I toldja I'm slow.

We made these silly hats:

Saturday, October 20, 2012


Lucy's school had a Harvest Day a few weeks ago, a few days before Halloween.  I went to help.  It was pretty cute.  They don't celebrate Halloween which was sad for me because that's just fewer people who get to see the costumes I worked on. Because that's what it's all about, right? 

The kids played harvest bingo, candy corn measuring, a pumpkin walk, and made cute little scarecrows out of paper bags and coffee filters.  They dressed up as farmers.  I sent Lucy in a shirt with apples and pears on it, she has nothing plaid or overalls.  Fruit is harvesty, right?

The other week when we were at Grammi and Grandpa's, Lu and Grammi harvested some sweet potatoes.  I didn't have any boots for her so we improvised.  I'm very good at improvising.

Friday, October 12, 2012

While we wait...

Noah and I have some time in the car while we wait for the girls to get out of school.  Some days he's happy and some days he's grumpy...just like his Mama.  The other day he was giving me some sweet smiles and I just happened to have my camera in the car.

I hope you're having a happy Friday.

Tuesday, October 09, 2012

I remember stuff, but am I memorable?

My cousins used to tease me when we were little because I could remember little details about things that had happened way in the past.  I don't have a good short term memory.  For example, this morning I remembered that it's book club tonight.  Our first meeting in a long time.  I organized it.  I remembered that.  I forgot to tell my husband.  He scheduled Home Teaching.  Home Teaching trumps book club.  Maybe I can go late.  I remember really vividly a lot of experiences from my childhood.  Some good and some bad.  I remember people.  I remember the kids who were new at school or were only at our school for a few years or the kids who started with us and then didn't graduate with us.

In college there was a guy in my ward who had a crush on my friend.  We had some mutual friends.  He hung out at my apartment, a lot.  I went with him and some other people when he test drove cars.  We were friends for probably a year and a half-two years.  I remember a lot about him.  His mother and sisters and nieces and nephews, all of whom I met.  Fast forward a few years, college, marriage, a kid, yadda yadda yadda, and I'm at the adult session of Stake Conference and our Stake President calls up a bunch of people to come bear their testimonies.  He's one of them.  He's in my Stake, he's married now, life goes on, bra.  I was sort of shocked to see him.  I decided to go up to him afterward and say hi.  He didn't remember me.  Seriously?  I remember you doing Yoga in my living room with your friend and how your lip sweats whenever you talk.

I recently found someone on FB that I think about from time to time.  I remember going to her house to play, she just lived a few blocks away.  Her mom was a physical therapist and I don't remember much about her step-dad.  I remember going to a Halloween party at her house and playing with bakeable clay.  I remember having a fashion show with her and her sister.  I remember going with her to Maumee Bay State Park where she had a dance show and she forgot to bring her "dance pants" and so her mom had to run all the way back to our side of town to get them.  She sent me a message and said, "Do I know you?"

Am I really so forgettable?  I think about people and experiences in my past all the time.  Every day.  I think I over think.  I go over conversations I had 20 years ago, over and over and over.  Maybe I remember too much.

Thursday, October 04, 2012

Sweet Potato Hash Browns with Maple Mayo

Oh dear.  These are good.

I've been making a lot of hash browns lately and thought I'd try them with sweet potatoes.  
Yum, yum, yum.

3 medium sweet potatoes
1/4 C canola oil
Salt to taste

3 T Mayonnaise
3 t real maple syrup
1/4 t cinnamon
1.5 t brown sugar

1.) Peel the sweet potatoes and pierce with a knife.
2.) Place in a glass or ceramic dish and cook in the microwave until fork tender.
3.) Add oil to cast-iron skillet or heavy bottomed frying pan and heat over medium until shimmering.
4.) Cut potatoes into chunks and add to oil. Cook until edges are golden brown. Turn frequently.
5.) Whisk together all sauce ingredients.
6.) Remove potatoes from the pan using a slotted spatula or spoon, let drain over cooking rack, season with salt to taste. 


Tuesday, October 02, 2012

Has it really been almost a month!?

I was surprised to see it has been so long since my last post.
I thought I'd tell you all about what we've been up to for the last few days.

Friday, I had Lunch Mom, it's the highlight of my week.

We had some time in between volunteering and when we needed to be back at the school to pick up the girls, so Noah and I went to the baby room at the library to hangout for a bit.  

That evening we drove to Grandpa and Grammi's, on the way Lucy had a talking cheeseburger.

We got up early on Saturday to meet some new friends and cheer Grammi on at her race.

Went to one of my favorite stores where I found this...I was tempted to try it.

Then we went to the zoo, saw the animals and rode the carousel.

Fun times, good food, nice time with the fam.
Monday we were back to business as usual.

Saturday, September 08, 2012

I take pictures

I took photos of a friend's sweet daughters this week. 
Here are some of my favorites.

See the rest here.

Friday, September 07, 2012

How did I get here?

My darling girl started Kindergarten on Tuesday.
She was excited with her new shoes, backpack, ladybug lunch box and zest for life.
When she got home she told me all about Art class and indoor recess and outdoor recess and playing with her friends.  She told me about the girl who sits across from her who had popcorn in her lunch.  I couldn't help but think..."How did I get here?"

Last night I sat at Open House, listening to the Principal talk about the academic standards and common core and the whole time I was thinking, "My baby...she's in Kindergarten!"  When the staff was introduced I tried to memorize the faces and names of the Art, Music, and Gym teachers.  I kept thinking about how lucky they are to get to spend this special time with these kids.  I get why Grammi loves teaching the Kindergarteners so much.  They are such a special group.

On Wednesday Lucy came home with a library book.  She tells me in little snatches all afternoon about what she did that day.  About how B was recognized for doing something really good and that H got in trouble for playing instead of listening. She told me that she loves to play with C.  As I listen I just can't believe I'm here.  Well...I'm here.  I'm going to embrace it.  I signed up to help in the class each week and I can't wait to meet B, and C, and even H.
Have a great year!

Sunday, September 02, 2012

These bars need a name.

I made these for a couple get-togethers this weekend.  They are awesome.
Chocolate, caramel, peanut butter chips (I suggest Reeses) and Club Crackers.
They taste a lot like a homemade Nutty Buddy.  Not to be confused with Nutter Butters. ;)

I found the recipe here.

Thursday, August 23, 2012

Banana Peels and Soggy Sandwiches

 These are fried Samoas...or Caramel Delites as they should be called.
Milking Cathie

Lucy and I walked all around looking at the rides she was eligible for height-wise.  She had really wanted to ride The Cliffhanger.  Me and my stomach were relieved that she has to be 48 inches to ride that one. She decided on the bumper cars and was quite the aggressive side-seat driver.  It was my favorite part of the fair this year.

Photo Courtesy

After the bumper cars she tried the swing.
Much less thrilling that she had hoped.

 We decided to stay for the clown show this year.  Colors showed us all her animals.
She had a chihuahua, potbelly pig, sugar glider, hedgehog, and ferret.  I have to admit, seeing the sugar glider eat cheesecake off this spoon was cute but I was still disgusted by the whole thing.

And Lucy's favorite part!

We've lost the days of Lucy being more excited about the animals than the rides.  All the time we were seeing animals and the 4H barn she asked over and over if it was time for rides yet.  
It was a little sad for me but I remember feeling that way as a kid.  Sweet Noah was so good the whole time, he sat in the stroller as happy as could be.  
We had a wonderful day.

Saturday, August 18, 2012

"Are you crazy? Or just plain stupid?"

I took a one-year-old camping.
Enough said, right?

We enjoyed hot dogs, s'mores, playing games, a scavenger hunt, and just plain playing with friends. Outside. I really loved singing together around the campfire before bed. Noah fell quietly to sleep in the pack n' play and I'm thinking, "awesome...this is awesome, what was everyone thinking that this would be hard? Pish posh, this is a breeze." Mental pat on the back.

Then at about 1:30 am, Noah stirred. I grabbed him and put him in my sleeping bag to make sure to wake up as few people as possible.  He flopped around a bit and then started screaming. At the very tippy-top of his lungs.  If you have ever heard Noah scream it's a very immediate, angry, and growly scream.  You would have thought an ax murderer had appeared from the woods.  In my delirium I tried to give him the last few drops of a bottle (all the rest of the milk was in a cooler in the car) he was quiet much to everyone's relief for about 3 seconds, and then screamed some more, much to everyone's dismay.  I was trying to stay calm not to amp him up more, trying to wrap him up, rock him, bounce him, hum to him, anything to make the screaming stop.  Finally I take him out to the car to get milk, thinking he can just scream it out in there.  Which he did. In my arms. For an hour.  He finally fell asleep in the most uncomfortable (for me) position imaginable.  Imagine sleeping in the driver's seat, on your side, on a partially reclined seat (can't put it down all the way because the car seat is behind us), curled around a sleeping one year old.  I text Tony that I need a pillow and blankets.  He brought me, bless his heart, Noah's little baby blankets and thankfully my pillow.  I was fa-reezing.  I kept trying to quietly reposition us trying to find something that just wasn't quite as uncomfortable.  Finally I stretched across the two front seats but without a decent blanket I wrapped one around my feet and one around Noah, he was in a blanket sleeper and from the feel of his sweaty head, seemed quite comfortable.  As I was settling in, I hit the unlock button, which if done from the inside, sets off the car alarm.  Awesome.  I'm pretty sure at this point, everyone in the ward is wishing we'd stayed home.  Finally.  Light.  I saw people stirring and I had to go to the bathroom sooooo bad.  I'd been sleeping with a 25 bubba-dubber across my middle all night.  I drop Noah off at the tent, run to the bathroom and then take my freezing self back to the tent.  I got into a warm sleeping bag and was starting to thaw just a tiny bit...then the car alarm went off again.  Awesome.

I was a bit worried how we'd be received at breakfast but it turns out the symphony of crying babies and snoring kept everyone up and I wasn't the only one (but the worst) guilty of robbing the ward of their beauty sleep.

We slogged through breakfast, packing, and came home to enjoy a three hour nap!

It was crazy, but even through it all, I'd do it again.  I loved the bonding time with the ward, the primary kids, my friends and my little family.  These are the times we'll remember most.


Lucy just came up behind me and saw the photos and said, "Camping is awesome.  I love it.  We should go camping every weekend."

Mission accomplished.

Sunday, August 12, 2012

She will be loved.

I've been going through the kids' toys, weeding things out to make room for all of Noah's new cars and trucks.  I happened across a make-your-own puppet kit that Lucy had been gifted a few years ago and we had never done.  I got it out yesterday morning and played puppet show for a while after breakfast.  Lu and I put on a few shows for Noah.  He was a great audience.  It was a really fun moment.  Her sense of humor has really matured lately and it's funny to listen to her.  

Did I tell you she told me she knows Beauty and the Beast is my favorite Disney movie but that it's not her favorite.  Why?  Because, in her words, it's too romantic.  

Precocious little darling, isn't she?

***** ***** *****

She goes to Kindergarten in 22 days.  I feel like in 22 days my life changes forever (and I'm totally nesting).  I feel like she is no longer just mine.  She will be out the world...for people to build up or tear down, to appreciate or ignore.  Now, I do understand that it is "just Kindergarten," and she'll do great.  I am not worried about her in that way.  I like her teacher and expect to grow to love her, I like her principal, I really like her school.  Kindergarten is the beginning, in the sweet words of Tony's aunt, "blink and 20 years will go by."  That is why I feel melancholy. 

I struggled for a while with the school issue, whether or not to home school, and to apply for school of choice or a charter school.  I grew up going to a private school and being taught that private was better.  I still think this is true in the school district I grew up in.  I know this is not true everywhere.  I was given some amazing opportunities and will be forever grateful for them.  I can not give that same luxury to my children.  If I could, I would.  I am used to a private school environment.  I am used to elitism.  I love uniforms.  I want Lucy to be challenged academically.  I want morality to be part of the curriculum.  These are reasons I chose to apply for placement in a charter school.  I attended their open house to learn more and felt that it is the best place for Lucy.

I prayed she would get in.  We applied to four charter schools.  She was wait-listed at all of them but she was #5 at my #1 choice.  I got the call in May that she had been accepted.


Then the full day/half day issue came into play and I started second guessing my decision.  Am I ready to send my baby out to some other pseudo-mom for 7 hours a day?  I guess so, came the answer.  I know the school is right, we would have to adjust next year anyway, so away we go.

22 days.  I feel like these are her last days of babyhood. I know she isn't a baby but these are the last somewhat carefree days we have left.  I say somewhat because I've really been shoving that Summer Bridge book down her throat each day.  She's committed to it and I'm proud of how hard she's worked.  The other day, while Noah napped, her and I sat at the table eating lunch.  You know how they say those big parenting moments happen in seemingly casual ways?  A chat in the car, or in our case over sweet potato fries at lunch time.  I decided to do a little role playing game with her.  I told her to pretend we were playing in the kitchen area in her classroom, I came up to her and asked her to do something naughty, to break rules.  She said, "no, thank you."  We discussed rules and a couple other social scenarios she might run into and I realized she is ready.  She is confident, she is well-adjusted and self-assured.  I don't need to worry about her.  I worry about the first time she gets teased and how she will feel.  I worry about her telling me everything.  I worry about a time when she really doesn't need to tell me everything.
I miss her babyhood but I am excited for her and know that she will be loved.

Saturday, August 04, 2012

Beach Day 2012

Lucy was devastated her goggles fell victim to the undertow.
She enjoyed making sand castles and jumping waves.
Noah did not like the water.
He loved the beach.
He ate a lot of sand.
I love beach day.

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