Feeling Grateful For…

My brother and his family, who invited us over to their beautiful home for Thanksgiving.

Another Thanksgiving guest who ran home to grab some Benadryl for my boy, who forgot about his allergy and decided to play in a bowl of nuts. She had just sat down with a dished up plate of food when he broke out in hives, but didn’t hesitate to leave it to help out our miserably uncomfortable child.

Online shopping.

A husband who supports me so I can be home with the kids, and who wants me to be home with them as much I want to be home with them…and for so many other reasons that I can’t possibly list them all. (but I have to include “rubs my feet!”)

Friends that let me bounce ideas off of them.

My daughter’s school teacher who just “gets” her…and cares.

My bread maker that has risen from the dead after eight years in a box.

The gate in my backyard that leads to my friends door.

My space heater that warms my cold feet.

A mother who is always there when I need a shoulder to cry on or someone to laugh at my jokes.

A father who always has the answer I need and who teaches me something new every time we talk.

Digital Cameras so I can mess up as much as it takes to get the shot.


Down pillows…many of them all piled up on my side of the bed.

A husband who lets all the down pillows be on my side of the bed.

The soft little baby hand that plays with my hair and strokes my cheek while he nurses.

The little girl who will nap with me any time I ask.

The boy who gets upset if I don’t touch his blankets before he goes to bed.

The old dog who would rather sleep on the hard floor at my feet than on her soft bed across the room, and who lays in the hall to wait for me every time I go to the bathroom.

Dark chocolate.

My mother-in-law and father-in-law for so many reasons (including the next on my list).

A fantastic trip to Disneyland that brought joy to and created memories for my kids.

People who forgive me and understand when I get forgetful, which unfortunately is not uncommon.

People who forgive me and understand when I don’t feel like being social.

Everyone that loves or helps my children.

A loving Heavenly Father who continually blesses me and lifts me even when I feel undeserving.

Not Sure We Are Making Any Progress Here…

I have been fishing a little this week to find out what the kids want for Christmas.

Me: Lincoln, what are you going to ask Santa for this year?

Lincoln: Ohhh, I don’t know. Maybe a rocket ship that I can go inside and play games in and stuff.

Me: Oh. And if he can’t get you that what would you want?

Lincoln: A Zelda ice cream maker.

Me: Anna! What about you? What are you going to ask for?

Anna: A Halloween costume for next year.

Me: Oh. Okay. And Luca?

Luca: A sewing machine.

Me: Oh, that would be neat!

Luca: But mom…what do you do with a sewing machine?


An Unexpected Compliment

I took the four kids to Costco tonight. I would normally try to avoid taking all of them, but Brett was working a little late and the shopping had been neglected long enough.

We stopped in to the cafe to grab dinner before browsing the aisles. The kids each ordered a gigantic piece of pizza and Kai and I shared a turkey sandwich wrap. Then we all shared some frozen yogurt.

The kids did well and we didn’t have any incidents. We took our time eating while we chatted and laughed. The baby didn’t cry. No drinks were spilled. Nobody fell off their chair.

A little gas was passed a few times by Anna, which caused uncontrollable laughter by Lincoln and Luca, but it didn’t draw too many glaring looks.

When we were done I loaded the cart with bags and kids and we headed out to shop. As we walked by one of the tables I heard the regular comment, “You’ve got your hands full!”, coming from a man sitting with his wife. I gave him a polite nod and smile. Then his wife leaned over and gently touched my arm, which caused me to stop for a minute.

“Your children are sure well behaved”, she said, “It was a pleasure to sit by you.”

I thanked her and we were on our way. I felt my head lift a little higher and my smile get a little bigger. I have had remarks like this from grandparents before, but this was a couple close to my age and I didn’t expect it.

The kids had been well behaved. They have certainly had their share of tantrums and I have given my share of scoldings while shopping and I appreciated her taking the time to give my kids a compliment when they deserved it.

As we browsed the store for another hour and a half I felt light hearted and happy as we laughed at Kai’s overuse of his new word, “uh oh”, and Anna’s flatulence problem.

A stranger’s comment made me more aware of my children and helped me enjoy shopping with them rather than rushing through it.

Next time we go shopping I will be the stranger who makes a parents day by complimenting his or her children.

This Tooth Fairy Is Cracking The Whip

Luca has had a loose tooth since last February.

The same tooth. It has been loose for ten months.

luca teeth

That gap there between her teeth…not supposed to be there. The tooth is so loose it hangs forward. It totally grosses her dad and me out, but we are not allowed anywhere near her mouth. She bit me the other day when I tried to wiggle it.

The other day she said, “What if I woke up one morning and there was a note under my pillow that said if I had the tooth out by the end of the day I would get more money?”

I said, “Would that make you pull it?”

“Probably not.”

This is the note she will find in the morning:


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Sorry McDonald’s, You Are No Longer The Late Night Coke Run Destination Of Choice…

I am not sure how it took me three years to figure out that the best Diet Coke is right here in the town I live in. Mom and I discovered Frugal’s while she was here last month and I am hooked. It even beats McDonalds DC.

Oh, and they have hamburgers that are just as good as Burgermaster’s, only much cheaper! (but Burgermaster shakes are way superior)

They only take cash, so they always get a handful of change from us when we go. We now have a “Frugal’s” stash of cash in the van at all times.

My Week In Review

I can’t concentrate long enough to write a decent post on a single topic, so here are a few things that went on at our house this week:

* Kai had two two top teeth break through and two more are on the verge.

* I attempted to make homemade vanilla yogurt but it didn’t set up. It should be good in some fruit smoothies. I will try again next week.

* I baked bread twice and both times I let it raise too much. The first loaf continued to raise in the oven and halfway through cooking it I had to lower the rack because the top of the bread was touching the heating element. The kids thought it was cool. Even though they looked funny they tasted great. (The bread, not the kids.)

* After working in Lincoln’s classroom I was very grateful to be in the right place at the right time as Luca was having a rough day and I was able to check her out of school during lunch and library time and give her a dose of baby brother and a hot chocolate with whipped cream to cheer her up.

* The embarrassment and frustration of my three wiggly and chatty younger children during the school veteran’s day assembly was made worth it when I saw the look on their faces when they saw the picture of their grandma and grandpa in the slide show. It made me cry when baby Kai raised his arms to the big screen and called out, “Nana!”

* I memorized three out of four pages of one of my favorite piano songs, “The Snowman” by George Winston. I have never been good at memorizing, but I decided I wanted to learn this song in time for the holidays. You can hear a little clip of the song here.

* I surprised Anna by making meatloaf for dinner last night. “Meatloaf” has been her favorite word for a couple of months even though she had never had it and had no idea what it was. She says things like, “It smells like meatloaf in here” when the pediatrician walks into the exam room, or “maybe it’s meatloaf” when we found an unidentifiable lump of something under the couch (it turned out to be a half chewed tootsie roll). I can’t figure out how this started. She giggled and giggled when I told her we were having it for dinner and she loved it.

* I had an idea for an online adventure computer game while reading “Mirror Mirror” by Gregory Maguire. Then I realized I am not a computer programmer and I probably won’t be able to make it. Also, when I tried to explain it to Brett it didn’t sound as exciting as when I thought of it. But I had a lot of fun dreaming it up. (I bet that took a few of you a little by surprise. Yes, I am a 32…no…31 year old stay-at-home and I enjoy video games. Not that I get the chance to play very often.)

* I found two flameless pillar candles at Target on clearance for $3 a piece, which was the icing on the cake to an all around good week. (similar to this, but in red and without scent, and you can blow them out!)

* Oh ya! And THIS!

Political Discussions From A Minivan

(Driving home with Lincoln and his friend Emma. They are both five.)

Emma: Kim, who are you voting for?

Me: What?! Uhhh….Hmmm…..

Lincoln: I am voting for Obama!

Emma: Me too. I am voting for Obama too…if my mom says it is okay to change my mind.

Lincoln and Emma

Me: Lincoln, why are you voting for Obama.

Lincoln: I don’t know. I guess because he likes chili.

Emma: Ya, and tacos are Cain’s favorite food.

Me: Well now. That changes everything.

Fun At A Baptism? Whodda Thunk It?

I took the three older kids to the baptism of one of Luca’s friends today. I expected to be spiritually edified, but I didn’t realize I would be thoroughly entertained as well.

After Rebekah was baptized her family, the primary president, the stake president, and my kids and I went to another room to wait for her and her dad to change out of her wet clothes so she could be confirmed. We watched a little video with a message from President Hinckley. When the video was over Rebekah had still not returned so the stake president asked us “Does anyone have a memory or something about President Hinckley that they would like to share?”

After a few silly comments like, “He was old!” and “He didn’t like to wear shoes!” (he did say he didn’t like to wear shoes as a child) Luca piped up with, “He was born in 1910!”

The stake president chuckled and paused for a minute and said, “That’s right. Do you think you will live as long as he did?”

Rebekah’s brother muttered, “only if she has a really good health care plan.”

I am glad I didn’t have gum in my mouth. It would have become lodged in my nose at that point. He is only eleven years old.

Then the primary president stood up to share some words and she read a scripture about the “natural man” and explained what that meant. She explained that we are the natural man when we don’t have the Holy Ghost to guide us, but when we are baptized and then receive the Holy Ghost we gain a whole new level of understanding.

Rebekah’s oldest brother chimes in, “ya, it is like having a super power!”

The primary president, who I love, laughed and said, “That is what I wanted to say, but I was worried it was on the verge of being irreverent. I knew I could count on one of you boys to say it!”

As we were leaving Anna said, “Mom, did Joseph the Baptizer baptize Jesus or Heavenly Father?” (Joseph?) It was a good thing we were already out of the building, because I had held onto my reverence as long as I could and I finally burst into laughter.

It was a wonderful time to share with friends and I left feeling warm, happy and spiritually fed.