Monday, March 6, 2017

 Recently Ike has gotten interested in the culinary arts.  He pulls up his chair so he can watch whatever cooking is happening and when it is time to taste he will run to the drawer and grab his fork.  He gets into the spices regularly and recently discovered the pepper mill which basically blew his mind.

We haven't been seeing much of Brandon lately because he has been slaving away at finishing his dissertation.  We stopped by to see him the other day so I could take a photo of his office.  To me it looks like the perfect grad student office.  Like if you were having auditions and casting the perfect room for the role you couldn't find a better match.



 Ike figured out how to get to the top bunk.  He loves getting into all of Rocky's things, but he always ends up getting caught because he can't figure out how to get down.
Little Snugglers
 Brandon figured out that there is a seldomly used classroom next to his office and now it has become a haunt for these little pajamad ghosts.  I have no idea why this small room has three huge TV screens but it makes for a perfect movie night. At least somebody is getting use out of the ridiculous expense that the U of O spent.  
Not pictured: Two huge screens on the side walls
 President's Day brought us yet another day off of school.  I generally cheer for the freedom from a regular schedule but c'mon Eugene.  Between weather and sickness it seems that a day with school is the break in our normal schedule.
 Despite my groaning, we had a lovely time hiking up Skinner Butte.  I swear, nothing heals the soul like being outside.
 It reminds me how much I like these small humans.

 To get the kids hiking without complaint I bribed them with a trip to Dizzy Dean's Donuts.
 Rocky was super excited to find a Now Hiring sign outside.  She told her dad that after all his searching she had no trouble finding him a job.  It would definitely have its perks, especially if they paid him in pastry.

Ike has gotten pretty good at hiding.  Actually, now that I think about it I haven't seen him for a couple of days.
 Jill sent a package with some super cool orange lipstick.  It is a hit.


Thursday, February 16, 2017

Love is in the Air, Along with Disease and Pestilence

 February was supposed to bring health and hope.  Instead it came with more sickness, ear infections, and the dreaded nightmare of lice.  Luckily we spotted it right away in Rosy and since there was only one it was pretty easy to handle.  Everyone else was spared.  I now have extremely intimate knowledge of the scalps of all my kids.  After the 12 loads of laundry that we did and all the vacuuming things are feeling pretty good around here. I maybe freaked out a little (a lot) but I think in this case I would rather overdo than risk it.  Brandon was out of town and I must have hidden my distress because Rocky said to me, "Wow, you are a really good mom.  You like always freak out and go crazy when you come in our room and it's a little messy but then something serious happens and you are calm and nice." That's Rocky, always keepin' it real.
Rosy is already a particular little lady and she was terrified that someone would find out.  I promised her that I would keep it on the DL and then I went and wrote about it on my blog.  I hope she will forgive me, but I just couldn't not post that photo with Ike and his Nutella face just right in the middle of everything and me in my headlamp.

Rocky looks like Cupid with her bow and Tinker Toy arrows, but beware.  This girl is more like Catniss with deadly aim.  That bow is no joke.  It really launches those arrows.  Brandon was really impressed with her makeshift quiver.

 Daisy and Rosy both made projects on Sunday.  Daisy was supposed to draw something that she learned from the prophet.  Darling.
Daisy making her parents look good in Primary
 Rosy was supposed to make a Valentine.  I don't know why my kids have all been so funny about calling us by our first names. Nerds.
Rosy making her parents look weird in Primary.
 It was my first year celebrating Galentines Day.  I love the idea of spending February 13th celebrating women and friendship, and eating at Off the Waffle.
 Daisy spent two weeks making her Valentines and each one was a work of art.  She still had a few to go and got to stay up late with her dad who helped her think of creative phrases in Spanish.  Daisy and Brandon are two peas in a pod and I love when they are working together.

Sugar Cookies!!

 For our yearly Valentine's Day popup restaurant this year Rocky made an owl veggie tray.  Rosy was close by to supervise.
 I didn't take any pictures of the actual dinner because after doing all that work I was too tired.
 Brandon was the king of V-day this year.  He surprised the everyone with this killer Radio Flyer.  Since we got it we have learned that it is the best place to relax, do homework, color, snuggle, or anything that you want.
He also brought me a loaf of my favorite bread from Great Harvest.  I almost started crying because it made me so happy.  It was the perfect thing because it isn't extravagant but it was something that he knew that I would really love.

Tuesday, February 7, 2017

 I used to take Rocky and Daisy to two playgroups a week.  Daisy and Rosy usually went to one and now poor Ike has only been to two or three of them in his entire life.  I used to take the kids to swim at Splash! but now I kind of wonder why you would take your kid to a pool when you have a perfectly good bath tub in your own apartment.  Sometimes I think it is just because I am old and tired, but I help myself feel better by concluding that Ike's whole life is a playdate.  His favorite part of the day is when he gets an hour or two to himself.
I did make an exception when I found out that toddlers can get into Get Air for $3.  He was in heaven.
I had a good time hanging out with all the moms too.  As much as I try to convince myself that I am an old lady that doesn't want any new friends, I can't help but like the other moms.  Women are awesome and I love spending time with them.

Since we have been cooped up in our apartment so much we have been taking advantage of Cosmic Kids Yoga on Youtube.  The yoga is part of a story and the woman who tells the stories keeps them focused as they stretch their bodies.

 We got all gussied up to go to an Oscar party.  Everybody brought their own homemade movies and I laughed harder than I have in a long time.
 Since there was no school on Friday we spent some of the afternoon planning out what everyone would wear.  Each of the girls took the task of dressing like a movie star to heart.  Their choices were entertaining to say the least.
Bookworms.  Nobody believes that Rosy is actually reading that.

Monday, January 30, 2017

Women's March

 All three of the girls beg to eat at Buffalo Wild Wings because they have tablets.  It is kind of fun because when we are there and they are all connected to a screen it is kind of like Brandon and I are on a date.

One of Ike's favorite toys is the bag of nail polish.  He loves to pour them out and chew on the tops.  The colors are so interesting.  The only problem is that he has a squirrel's desire to hide and hoard things.  We find nail polish all over the house in little hidey holes.
He does this all the time with all kinds of things.   We lost the remote control for a couple of days and then found it in a box of wipes.  The wipes that had been there never were found.
When we were in Utah one day my mom realized that the mouse to her computer was missing.  After an extensive search Brandon found it upstairs in the office in an empty cracker box.
I am sure there are things hidden in this house that will never be found.
 It took us 2 years but with the help of some neighbors we finished off the giant Nutella.  It will be missed.  Don't worry though because Daisy and Brandon came home with a brand new regular-sized jar that has already been opened.

Ike models how Nutella gets eaten at our house.  

No caption. It's just cute.

Ike has really been hitting the books lately.
 Okay, I promised the march, and here it comes.
Part of the reason that January was so hard is that I feel so upset about the election of Donald Trump. I disagree with almost all of his policies and am offended by many of the things he says and tweets.  I am frustrated with the way he is representing our country.

I have said so many times how much I love the Obamas and it was a sad day for me.

The next day Brandon and I took the kids to the Women's March in Eugene.





We must live together as brothers or perish as fools.
 For me, it was AMAZING!  It was upbeat and empowering and I felt united with all kinds of people.  There were like 7,000 people marching in Eugene. There were people chanting and banging drums and uplifting signs and I was with women that I admire and consider mentors.  I was also joined by an amazing and supportive husband and our kids.
I guess it was a similar feeling that got President Trump elected.  People just want to feel like their voices and opinions matter.  We all have different ideas on how to accomplish things and this election cycle has reminded me how important it is that we are informed and involved and that we take the time to think about and decide how we feel about specific issues. I personally am going to try to do a better job of listening.  At least that is my goal.  I am pretty sure it is going to be tough because I do love to open my mouth.  I have a suspicion that the more I listen, the better I will be able to make wise choices.  Whether my opinions are changed or not at least I will be sure what I am standing for.

 And now for something completely different.  Here is a picture of my son with the three Oreo cookies that he stole from his friend's plate while the Young Women leaders were having our meeting.  Oh Ike!
 He is really into computers, phones, iPods, alarm clocks, remote controls, calculators, or anything that looks like a personal tech device. And Oreo cookies too.

Just a couple of bums.
 Anne Geddes should hire me.  My kid just does this stuff without even being asked.

 He routinely dumps out all the socks so that he can sit in the plastic drawer.  It is a pretty tight fit.
 Daisy and Rosy think they are hilarious when they say they are "Chillaxin'' I don't know where they learned it, but the giggle that it gives them brings me more happiness than I have a right to have.

And this is the door of our upstairs neighbors.  They are the loveliest couple you could ever meet.  The day they moved in they introduced themselves.  I asked where they were moving from.
"We are from a country far away called, Iran," was his answer.  "Have you heard of it?"
I had a good laugh because I thought it was so endearing.  He had no idea the way that his home country is talked about regularly in the US. From the way he asked the question I could hear the pride in his voice.  He loves his home.
Arash and Atoosa have been nothing but delightful and we absolutely love them.  When we heard about the ban on immigration we immediately thought of our friends.  As a family we decided to heart attack their door.  We left a note telling them that we love them, that they are welcome and valued in our community, and how happy we are that they are here.  I just want to extend this same idea to all of the wonderful immigrants, refugees, and visitors that are peacefully adding diversity and joy to neighborhoods all over this country.