Tuesday, September 30, 2008
Tuesday Morning Chitchat
Me: "Sam is a dog. You are a girl."
L: "Daddy has a tail."
Me: "No, he doesn't."
L: "Yes, he does. Right here." (Oh ya. She's pointing where you are thinking...)
Me: "Oh. That's not a tail. That's a penis. Daddy has a penis because he's a boy."
L: "Oh. A penis."
Then she was off on another topic. I am proud of myself for not busting into laughter because she would have been so embarrassed.
I can't believe I just had a penis talk with my 2 year old.
Sheesh.
Sunday, September 28, 2008
Adoption #2
And now?
Nothing. I can't seem to make myself sit down and get this paperwork done.
Why? What is my problem?
I want another child. A lot.
But it's so hard to want to do this again. It was so hard the first time. It took so long. It was so painful so much of the time.
I don't know what to do. Seriously.
Sigh. And Leah just woke up crying. I better go fix that.
Sleep sweet Girl!
Saturday, September 27, 2008
Presidential Debate
Interesting debate. I didn't see about the last 20 minutes because it was time to put Leah to bed.
I'm just leaving the fact thing. I don't want to do a commentary :)
My Husband
As part of our life Drew comes and goes at all hours to take trains from point A to point B. It's an erratic lifestyle to be sure.
Whenever he is called to leave in the middle of the night, he always wakes me up to say goodbye and kisses me, etc. Every now & then when I awake later I don't remember. It's a pretty rare occurrence. And I HATE IT.
I hate wandering the house looking for him, checking to see if his stuff is gone and always it makes me cry. As long as I remember saying goodbye I'm fine but I hate not remembering.
So I texted back and forth with him a little bit & at some point he said "My train is almost here or I would come home and kiss you again."
"I so wish you could." I said back. Then I said "I love you. I hope you have a good trip!"
"love you too" he says.
I little later I'm sitting on the bed still all weepy & I see lights in the driveway. It was him! I run down the stairs and open the door & burst into tears. Hugging, kissing and then he says "My train is actually there but they can't leave without me."
Me: "Thank you so much. Love you." Him: "love you too" Another hug, another kiss and he's on his way.
If you understand about my husband that this man is NEVER late for work EVER, you will understand how it's all the more sweet. He is always AT LEAST 30 minutes early for work. If it's anytime after that he feels like he's late. He started this career on the railroad wanting to be "the guy who is always ready to go early, with paperwork in hand". And now after 2 years on the job - he is. Engineers love that when they arrive that Drew is already there and always ready to leave. It's the conductors job to have the paperwork ready but so many conductors don't show up until it's time for the train to leave and they still have to get the paperwork done. And often the engineer ends up doing it themselves just to get out of there on time.
Anyway, the fact that he left a waiting train just to come home so I'd remember kissing him goodbye - wow. I love that man.
And clearly - he loves me too.
I sent him a text after he left that said "You are seriously the best husband ever."
And later I got one back that said "Made especially for the best wife ever."
Love him!
Wednesday, September 24, 2008
He loves me
L:"That's Jesus Christ."
Me:"Yes it is."
L:"He loves me."
Me:"Yes He does!"
Priceless Moment. Happy Sigh.
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Later in the van I turn & say to her "While you were at dance class with Daddy. I cleaned your room."
"Oh Mommy! Thank you! I'm so happy you cleaned my room!"
All the while clapping and dancing in her chair.
Drew & I were just staring at each other. His mouth was open. Gee. I wish someone got that excited every time I cleaned something!
It's a shame she may not always be that grateful LOL
Saturday, September 20, 2008
The Moon at Noon
Doesn't that sound like a Dr. Suess title?
This was the moon literally at noon today.
That's difficult to make out with the waterfall behind it from my theme. I wonder if I can do anything about that? Maybe later. I bet if you click on it and look at the bigger one it'll be better. Although I can't even experiment with that at the moment since I'm on the interstate & not actually online!
Thursday, September 18, 2008
Chocolate Mug Cake
1 coffee mug
4 Tbsp. cake flour (plain, not self-rising)
4 Tbsp. sugar
2 Tbsp. cocoa
1 egg
3 Tbsp. milk
3 Tbsp. oil
Small splash of vanilla
3 Tbsp. chocolate chips, optional
Add dry ingredients to mug, mix well with a fork.
Add egg, mix thoroughly.
Pour in milk and oil and vanilla, mix well.
Add chips, if using.
Put mug in microwave, and cook for three minutes on 1000 watts.
Cake will rise over top of mug--do not be alarmed!
Allow to cool a little; tip onto a plate if desired.
Eat!
(This can serve two if you want to feel slightly more virtuous.)
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So for Preschool yesterday we made this mug cake. I used mugs that are soup mugs - so larger than the recipe called for.
The girls thought it was SO cool that I let them each make their own cakes.
PS This is what the cocoa powder was for!
Each standing on their own stool & stirring...![]()
Just before it went in the microwave
Finished!
Yummy! We added chocolate frosting too. They each at about a 1/3 of the cake but, of course they wanted to each make their own. It would be mean to make them share.
We did put in the optional chocolate chips. I won't next time though. they all sink to the bottom. Just better to add some frosting.
The texture is kind of like steamed cake. It's good. Not the best chocolate cake ever.
Wednesday, September 17, 2008
Cocoa Explosion Part 2
Does this help?
This is a picture of my shirt. I went and got it back out of the laundry and took a picture.
Just remember... My face got the worst of it.
Tuesday, September 16, 2008
Cocoa Explosion
The offending cocoa (I'll tell you what is was for in another post).
I bought it today because I was out. I opened the seal ever so slightly so as not to spill it (I had two preschoolers hanging on me) and it EXPLODED IN MY FACE!!!
I'm not kidding.
From the top of my head to my waist was completely and totally caked in cocoa powder. I couldn't see through my glasses, I'd been talking while I was doing it to the little girls and it was all in my mouth too, of course. HUGE mess.
Exploding cocoa powder. Who knew.
So I yell for Drew, but that scared Leah so she started to cry. Elaina (her cousin) is just quiet - I can't tell you what they were doing and what they looked like because I was also blinded.
Drew comes around the corner and starts laughing hysterically. Who can blame him? That was about the last thing he expected to see when he walked in. He helped me clean myself up and calm Leah down. By the time I was done both little girls were laughing really hard. I had to go change my clothes.
Bewared the cocoa.
PS I already had one broken leg on my glasses & have been meaning to make an appt forever. In this process the other leg broke. I have on appt on Thursday at 2 now. Great, eh?
Also - don't ask for pictures. I didn't take any! ;)
Monday, September 15, 2008
Oreos
Connie did a mean thing to me not too long ago. Maybe it wasn't mean. Maybe it was the best thing in the long run...
So normally I like to eat an Oreo something like this (although usually just with two layers):
So we're eating Oreos at church and Connie says "I don't like double stuff because I think that stuff feels like shortening." A harmless statement you say? I THINK NOT. The very next Oreo I take a bite of... I kind of gagged on. Sick. No way now I can eat them like I used to.
Do you see how much thinner that is on the right? Double Stuff vs. Regular Oreo.
I tell Connie about the gagging on the Oreos and she says I should try reduced fat Oreos - very little stuffing apparently. I couldn't find a picture for comparison. No one wants pictures of reduced fat Oreos?
The problem? I stock the Nabisco stuff at the store. We don't CARRY reduced fat Oreos. If I made the order I could remedy that but I don't. Sad.
I don't even think Connie feels bad (You don't do you?!?!) She said something about me being a diabetic... sheesh.
And now this just looks revolting...
But in my search for a picture of reduced fat I came across this picture:
If you click on the picture it will take you to the recipe for those. Heaven help me.
So that's my sad Oreo story!
Not Poor Me
I'm going to give the Cold-Eeze some credit. That was a pretty short lived cold. I'm impressed!
My sister told me that she asked a pharmacists about them once & he said the zinc in them keeps the cold virus from sticking to your throat. That's pretty cool, eh?
Sunday, September 14, 2008
Poor Me
I don't have time to be sick. I already missed church last week because Leah was still sick from her vaccinations. This is LAME!
I got places to be and stuff to do!
Saturday, September 13, 2008
Why?
It's begun. That phase that all kids hit... "why?"
Leah ALWAYS asks tons of questions. She always has - but not in that way. Just the constant "why?" is new.
"I want a drink of water."
"You're supposed to be sleeping."
"Why?"
"Go to sleep, Leah."
"Why?"
"Knock it off!"
Friday, September 12, 2008
"School"
Leah has been begging to go to school. She's only 2. She's not actually old enough yet. But every day as she sees the kids walking home from school. "I want to go to school. I want to go with my friends!" It's more than I can stand! My poor kid. There's really not any preschool options here anyway. We aren't poor enough for one and then for the other she would need to be developmentally behind - she's not nearly that either LOL
So I have devised a plan to satisfy this need for her. I am now teaching preschool. Her cousin (3.5) is going to be coming over on Tues & Thurs for "school" from 2-4. I have a curriculum, lesson plans, crafts, supplies - all kinds of things set up for them now.
http://www.abchomepreschool.com
http://www.letterortheweek.com
http://www.preschooleducation.com
Between all of these things I think I've developed enough things! At the home preschool one I bought the package where you download and print it yourself (the others have tons of free stuff). I got some sheet protectors and I put the worksheets inside of them. Then they can do the same worksheets over & over again. I got them tons of other stuff too. I bought 3 matching boxes. Once of them is huge - that's mine. The two smaller (same size) are for the girls. One for each of them - to hold their individual supplies.
Yesterday we had our first day - they loved those boxes! lol
It really was fun but I don't know how people deal with whole classrooms of preschoolers. Two is plenty ;)
They have different skills. E (the cousin) is better with a writing instrument but Leah's logic skills are better, etc. I'm sure I'll find more things as we go along and need to work around that.
AND Leah started a dance class on Wednesdays. Well, it's a combo class - some dance, some tumbling, some baton stuff, etc. She thought it was the coolest thing ever.
So our new schedule will be:
Monday - Church Lesson from the Nursery Manual ( http://www.lds.org/library/display/0,4945,8184-1-4470-1,00.html - I did actually order the manual. It's here already. I got the old one too. They haven't been doing these lessons at church in Nursery & I don't want her to miss out on them! We'll do it in the evening so it counts as Family Home Evening - http://www.lds.org/hf/fhe/welcome/0,16785,4210-1,00.html )
Tuesday - School at home
Wednesday - Dance in the AM & a Moms & Tots class in the PM (same thing but I get to do it with her)
Thursday - School at home
Friday - Library Day
Each thing is just a couple hours a day. Enough that she has something to look forward to everyday but not so much that it's overwhelming for a 2 year old. Saturdays I'm not putting anything particular - and Sunday is church :)
I guess we'll see how it goes!
Yesterday we drew As in rice in a cookie sheet. We did circles, triangles, and THEN As actually. We traced As on worksheets. We did a little painting, we used little scissors to play with construction paper, we used glue sticks to glue things on a paper plate after drawing their hands on it, we listened to music and danced. (They each had pom poms in their hands and whenever the music stops you have to freeze. Great fun!). There was more. I forget what else. lol
Today after nap time we're off to the library!
Wednesday, September 10, 2008
Monday, September 8, 2008
Community Organizers
http://unproductivereproduction.blogspot.com/2008/09/day-of-blogging-for-community.html
Standing up & clapping!
Every One Else Makes Such Lonely Heavens
I read this article this morning at www.lds.org - I thought it expressed well the answers to questions I've been asked lots of times. And it expresses how LDS Christians differ from some other Christians about the topic.
http://newsroom.lds.org/ldsnewsroom/eng/commentary/everyone-else-makes-such-lonely-heavens
Everyone Else Makes Such Lonely Heavens[1]
For these defects, and for no other evil,
we now are lost and punished just with this:
we have no hope and yet we live in longing.
Dante’s Inferno[2]
The New Testament states unequivocally that, besides Jesus Christ, “there is none other name under heaven given among men whereby we must be saved.”[3] And yet hundreds of millions of souls, probably the majority of all who have ever lived, were never taught about Christianity and perhaps never so much as heard the name of Jesus Christ. Are these millions of souls lost for the eternities? If so, can God be considered just, let alone merciful?
The poet Dante Alighieri, upon entering (fictionally) into the next world, was astonished by what he saw: “I should never have believed,” he wrote in his Inferno, “that death could have unmade so many souls.”[4] Strikingly, despite his obvious admiration for Socrates, Plato, Aristotle, the great Islamic philosophers Avicenna and Averros, and the chivalrous Muslim military hero Saladin, Dante felt obliged to place them all in Hell.[5] Even his guide, companion and “kindly master,” the Roman poet Virgil, was eternally barred from heaven. Virgil explains the reason to Dante as follows:
I’d have you know, before you go ahead,
they did not sin; and yet, though they have merits,
that’s not enough, because they lacked baptism,
the portal of the faith that you embrace.
And if they lived before Christianity,
they did not worship God in fitting ways;
and of such spirits I myself am one.
For these defects, and for no other evil,
we now are lost and punished just with this:
we have no hope and yet we live in longing.[6]
The founding Mormon prophet, Joseph Smith, proclaimed a much more generous and expansive view of eternal possibilities. He pointed out that even the New Testament itself suggests a hopeful escape from this troubling prospect, citing the Apostle Paul’s reference to a practice long since forgotten or ignored by mainstream Christianity.[7]
Else what shall they do which are baptized for the dead,
if the dead rise not at all? Why are they then baptized for
the dead?[8]
Though vicarious or “proxy” baptism is but briefly mentioned in the Bible, a restoration of this ancient Christian practice became a foundational doctrine of the Latter-day Saint faith.
Today, members of The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints labor to gather genealogical records and to construct temples[9] in which baptisms for the dead and related ordinances can be performed. In striking contrast to the horrific atrocities committed by men and governments in the course of history, this vicarious temple service extends the love of God, with full salvational access, to every human who ever lived.
Proxy temple work best reflects the foundational Latter-day Saint conviction that the power of the atonement of Christ extends even to those who did not hear: every person who has ever lived is to be individually remembered, labored for and valued, thus vindicating the justice of God and illustrating the breadth of his redemptive love. Any rite performed in a Latter-day Saint temple on behalf of a deceased person, who yet lives as a spirit being, is a rite of offering only, exacting no forced compliance nor acceptance of the rite. There is no imposed change of identity, heritage or religious belief, nor is the individual’s name added to the membership rolls of The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints.
http://newsroom.lds.org/ldsnewsroom/eng/commentary/everyone-else-makes-such-lonely-heavens - you can follow the link if you want to read the notes, etc. I didn't want to post them all here ;)
Sunday, September 7, 2008
Missing Church
So given the previous posts and it's updates - we didn't go to church. Leah was asleep for almost the entire thing and I feel awful.
But I hate missing church. Going to church on Sundays is such a part of my basic routine it throws my week off when I don't get to go. I feel frustrated more during the week and less centered.
Ah well. What's to be done about it, eh?
Saturday, September 6, 2008
She's sick.
And that came on WITH Motrin in her system.
Sigh.
Sunday Morning Update: Still sick. She had a 101.5 fever when she got up. But that was with no meds in her system at all anymore. She's had meds now. At first she was saying she wasn't hungry. But once the motrin kicked in she wanted strawberries - of which she proceeded to eat an entire POUND. And now she's having a bowl of steel cut oatmeal.
I hope this runs it's course quickly!
Sunday Afternoon Update: She fell asleep at 12:30 and didn't get up again until almost 3. Sleep is good! And she woke up with no fever. Although she's crabby as heck. I don't know if it's because she's still not feeling well or because Drew tried to tease her within seconds of her waking up. She didn't take that well. I had to hold her for quite awhile to get her from at least being in an angry mood!
In other good news (and I don't think I've ever called it that) AF has arrived for the first time since I went off the evil birth control. So - while I feel HORRID physically - mentally I've very glad to know my body is recovering completely from being on that stupid pill!
Friday, September 5, 2008
Leah's doc appt
Leah got some of her shots today. They are the ones she should have had at 12 months. Now she just needs the MMR (first one)and she'll be caught up.
She did AWESOME at the doctor today.
First - My kid doesn't like surprises me much. It is necessary that I prep her if something is coming that will be different. Most definitely going to the doctor and getting shots is different!
For several days before hand Leah & I talked about the doctor. She got a little doctor's kit that had a stethoscope, a syringe, and a thing-a-ma-bob to look in your ears and up your nose. So I used that to go through what the doctor would do with her. And then I told her: "They will give you shots like this (while showing with the syringe) except there will be a needle on the end."
"A needle like when you check your blood sugar?" (she's so smart, right?? LOL)
"Yes, but longer."
"Okay."
"It will hurt. You can say OWIE! and you might cry."
"OWIE!" (Then she pretended to give herself shots for awhile)
We repeated this conversation about 20 times over the last few days.
So the doc comes in and every time he does the things I said he would she grins at me. That was so dang cute! lol
Then he said he'd send the nurse back to do the shots. (saying he was a chicken and he didn't want the kids to hate HIM).
The nurse came in to talk to me about which ones I wanted her to have. (heaven love her for that. They weren't pushy about my delaying stuff, etc. They totally trusted me when I explained why I waited.)
So she got 3 shots. They were all things that are already in her system. I debated about whether to even do those three but I feel a need to balance having a ton of visits with shots every time and having all the shots in one visit (which they would have done today - no way lol)
She needs to get one more shot (in a month) and she'll actually be caught up until it's the 5 year old stuff. Well, except the chicken pox one. I'm not bothering with that right now.
She didn't get sick the other times until later in the night or in the morning. So I won't know until tomorrow how it's effected her this time.
She did great with the actual shots. She didn't even cry with the first one. The second one she started to cry after the stuff went in her leg. The nurse said that one burns going in. The third didn't seem to make her cry any harder (she wasn't crying that hard). Just a little and saying "That hurts!" I was whispering in her ear being comforting. Drew was holding one leg while the nurse used the other. But it wasn't necessary at all. She cried but she laid perfectly still and didn't move. So BRAVE! She just looked at me and I kept whispering to her.
Then she cried for maybe a minute and she was just saying, "That hurt!"
"I told you it would hurt, huh?"
"Ya. And we would get ice cream!"
And we did :) She hate a little ice cream and seven chicken nuggets. I've never seen her eat more than one. She doesn't usually seem to like them! Crazy.
Since then she's moody but no other ill effects yet. She says the spots on her legs don't even hurt.
I hope this is easy! And that it was the right to wait and that it really helped, kwim?
I think that's it!
Oh and I'm sick. I had a sleepless night. I have a fever and a cough. I feel like CRAP. Good times!
Oh and the nurse checked her arms and said "we'll have to use her legs her arms are too skinny!"
She's 36.25 inches & 32 lbs (fully dressed and with her shoes on). So probably slightly lighter and 36 inches which is what measured her at last week.
Tuesday, September 2, 2008
Confidence
I was just reading this post: http://tracey-justanothermommyblog.blogspot.com/2008/08/is-there-such-thing-as-too-much.html at Just Another Mommy Blog by Tracey.
I think about that a lot. Leah is confident she's gorgeous and perfect and wonderful. She says things like "I'm bootiful!" or "I'm the best!" She'll also say "I'm the best at ______" insert activity. For example, "I'm the best at finding things!" (And seriously she is. We ask her where stuff is all the time because she can always find it!)
I do worry about the day coming - the one where she finds out that not everyone thinks she is the most beautiful, precious, smartest, most wonderful child on the whole planet.
But (and this is the comment I left on Tracey's blog) I think the world will beat it out of them. What I really worry is "Am I giving her enough to survive it?? Will she make it through her teenage years with some self confidence intact? Will anything happen that breaks her faith in herself? How bad will it be? Will she recover?"
That stuff makes me scared.
I sure love that girl. And the more she believes in herself deep down as part of who she is - I think the better off she'll be as she weathers the storm of growing up!
It would be nice if we remembered that every person we see was (or should have been - because sometimes parents suck) someone's perfect wonderful child! Wouldn't the world be different?
Monday, September 1, 2008
The whole world?
Okay. The Green Chili was good but Leah just said to me after I won a game online...
"You won??" (I had lifted my arms in the air in triumph)
"I did!"
"Your best mommy in the whole world!!" (Just like that - not a typo)
I love that kid!
Green Chili
In this area of the US we have a food we call Green Chili. I've done some research on the Internet and discovered that some people call it Denver Green Chili, others New Mexico Green Chili, some Green Chili Stew, Pork Green Chili. Whatever you want to call it - we eat it like soup - usually with some tortillas, cheese - smother enchiladas, burritos, tacos, anything. You can get it at all the Mexican restaurants here - breakfast, lunch, or dinner. It's good with eggs even.
I have never made this Green Chili before today. I just buy it to go from a restaurant. My mother has recently been on a quest to make the best green chili. She has to drive the 50 miles to my town when she wants to have some - although recently we discovered there is a place for her to get it in her tiny town. Hers is wonderful. The only thing is she makes it like a soup. It's not thick at all. Authentic Green Chili starts with a roux (a mixture of oil/fat/butter & flour) but mom just starts with her broth and goes from there. I really do love her Green Chili, the flavors are fantastic, but I do like mine thicker.
So last week Drew says to me, "I want you to learn to make Green Chili." What?? I'm a good cook - really. My husband has never requested anything in almost 11 years! Okay then. I promised I would. So yesterday I got the stuff at the store. Today I got all the things I forgot. (duh.) And then I had to send Drew back to buy the pork. ***Note to self - make a LIST next time - three trips is ridiculous!
I read the six or seven recipes I could even find online. When you ask people here "How do you make your Green Chili?" I have yet to find anyone who could answer without saying things like "I just do what seems like enough of this and enough of that...." blah blah blah - which is exactly the kind of thing I say when people ask for my recipes. So I can hardly be irritated... lol
At any rate - here's what I finally did. I'm putting this here so the next time I go to make it I'll remember!
Camille's Green Chili
- 1-1.5 lbs of cubed pork
- 30 oz of chicken broth
- 1 TBSP better than bouillon soup base
- 4 TBSP olive oil, divided
- 3 TBSP flour, divided
- 1 yellow onion
- 3 cloves garlic
- 1 15 oz can diced tomatoes, drained, slightly blended
- 2 red potatoes, diced
- 2 - 7 oz cans fire roasted diced green chile peppers
- 2 - roasted, peeled, seeded, and diced jalapeno peppers
- 1 - roasted, peeled, seeded, and diced pablano pepper
- 2 - roasted, peeled, seeded, and diced anaheim peppers
(altogether this was just over two cups of diced peppers - cans and freshly roasted ones combined) - marjoram, cumin, salt, pepper, onion salt
First I got everything, ready - roasted, chopped, diced - peppers, onions, potatoes, pork, etc. I had everything I needed ready on the counter. (This is where the majority of your time is spent - it's pretty easy after this)
1 TBSP of olive oil & the pork - browned the pork - but not until completely done. It can cook later in the broth. Just enough to cook the outside. Sprinkled with salt, pepper, and onion salt while browning. Then I took the pork out of the pan and set it aside.
2 TBSP of flour & 2 TBSP of oil added to the same pan. Stir until smooth. Then keep stirring until the flour gets a nice even light color. Slowly add the 30 ounces of chicken broth to keep the roux smooth. When that is finished add the soup base.
I added everything to the broth except for the onions. A pinch of marjoram and cumin.
In a separate pan I sauteed the onions until they were soft with 1 TBSP of olive oil - then I added another TBSP of flour to the onions (I'm sure you could just do the extra flour at the beginning with the roux. I just decided at this point it wasn't thick enough so this is how I fixed that!). Then I added the onions to the mixture.
Then I just let it simmer until the potatoes were done. It didn't take too long because I diced them pretty small. Here's a picture of what it looked like!![]()
PS Drew ate THREE giants bowls. I should have made a bigger batch. We had a little sour cream, cheese, and some tortillas that I heated in a skillet. YUMMY! I'm sure glad he asked me to do that!

