Letters from the Dotte

Random, again

2011-12-19T17:12:00.000-06:00

Betsy turned one. My baby is almost not a baby. How sad is that? Plus, it makes me feel old.

I bought some elf lipstick. Actually I bought three tubes, because I am clueless when it comes to make up and colors. Moral to this story, be vigilant about closed bathroom doors.

I love this star. Usually, I like white lights, but saw this on ebay when I was searching for shiny brite ornaments. I love, love, love, love it.

My favorite ornament. Actually it is Charlotte's ornament

We made snow globes for teachers gifts. I saved a couple of jars that I liked their shape. Over a day and a half I spray painted the lids. With much anticipation we filled the jars with water, glycerin and lastly glitter. I was so excited. And the blasted things were leaking. Even with outdoor waterproof glue. Moral to this story, don't use jars where you have hit the top of lid to initially open it. So we used plumber's tape. David says, it's a work in progress.

It was fun. the whole family got into it. Even with plumbers tape, Joseph was super excited to give it to his teacher. She gave him a hug and walked it around showing it to the whole class.

One Year Ago

2011-11-30T07:05:00.000-06:00

Today is one of my three favorite days in a year. I love my babies' birthdays, but this one is bittersweet. The first birthday is always bittersweet. Especially when it is the last first birthday we will have in this household.

Catching leaves and eating them while I had my back turned.

No big party plans today. Just a roasted chicken with root vegetables (no leaves) and some type of little cake. Unfortunately, I have to go to work for a little bit.

Random Order Part II

2011-11-16T10:45:00.000-06:00

More pics from our camping trip. We camped at Roaring River, known to be a fly fishing hot spot. I still have more to post, and I promise it won't be like a gazillion days before I do.

Yes, at this point, with children leaning over the rock wall above the water, I was experiencing a wee bit of anxiety.

One of my favorite moments of the trip was sitting by the River with Charlotte and her leaning on my knee.

Life is busy. Work, school, birthdays, doctor appointments, holidays and I don't even have the kids in any activities - that part makes me feel like a bum. I have been very focused on experimenting with handmade stuff and trying to make a lot of Christmas gifts. We will see how that works out...

In Random Order

2011-10-17T14:44:00.001-05:00

From our camping trip. I tried to "glamp" it out, but since this was our first family camping trip my attempts weren't really all that above and beyond. I learned a lot, and have already started ~~scheming~~ planning for next year.

This was our campsite upon our arrival and set-up

This was the scenery directly behind our site. Minutes later, total downpour = cold wet night. When I woke up the next morning, the first thing I thought was we need FIRE. It was like an episode of Survivor.

Of course, I didn't take any pics of the lanterns at night. But with the fire and the lanterns lit up (@night) it was very cozy. Large paper lanterns are not exactly camper friendly. Will need to find an alternative for next year.

My first sewing project, a bunting especially for the camping trip. Thank you Josie for acquainting me with the sewing machine.

Some old doiles and baby food jars I had been saving for craft projects

Joseph manning the camera and my makeshift cutting board - a beer box

Roaring River flowed around the campsite, and there were lots of fly fisherman.

The girls by the river at our campsite.

Who knows what was so interesting on the ground.?


Oh yeah, a rock!

Baby on my back. Cooking was always a joint effort, it was nice.

Hungry children eagerly await breakfast.

My friend Jodi brought her 1950s camper. Loved it.

Didn't realize the "flys" used for fly fishing were so pretty. I may have to learn to fly fish.

No explanation needed. Kids and a puddle.

The river by our camp sites.

Another post to come in the next few days with camping pics.

Just Because

2011-10-05T12:53:00.001-05:00

Sorry I have not been posting. Enjoy this one, I love it so much. Those are bananas on her chest, and if I don't belt her in the chair she is trying to climb out.

Inspiration and Trash Talking

2011-09-19T11:08:00.000-05:00

This Friday is my nephew's 8th birthday party, and the first official Toland and Laird Pinewood Derby race. Charlotte and I will be entering a car together. Needless to say, I needed some inspiration. So what did I do? I googled pinewood derby cars, and these were some of my favorite results.

Always love superhero themes.

Hardcore detail. I don't have this much time or talent.

All I want to say, is "duh". Love the frank simplicity, and clean lines.

Digging the double wide.

A tongue shaped car never crossed my mind.

Again, not enough time, but impressive detail.

I love hot dogs. Especially "gourmet" hot dogs. No, really, they are darn good.

Ok, and this was my favorite picture. If this doesn't inspire you to kick some pinewood derby ass then I don't know what will.


http://www.columbiamissourian.com

Sincerely,
Taking Names

Guys, I Want to Go GLAMPING!

2011-08-31T23:58:00.003-05:00

Tonight I decided to sandblast my feet, scrub them mercilessly, and then grease them up with Crisco. Then, I also decided I needed to post an entry on this lingering "blog" of mine. So, people don't really like to read a post, they generally want some pics. But don't get excited, they are pretty boring.

Tonight I am dreaming of camping, no wait, glamping, by a river. A river banked with Fall Foliage in the Ozark mountains. That is where this picture was taken. I was so thankful, to be able to sit at a picnic table by myself, and read a book by this river, which was surrounded by trees. The sky was overcast and I could hear thunder above (higher in the mountains). It was an awesome day.

The water was cold. In October, we will be ~~camping~~ glamping by this river, I can't wait.

While I totally want to "glamp" out our camp site. I fear my husband does not share my enthusiasm for glamorous camping.

What do you think of when you see this picture? Deep Thoughts by Jack Handy, anyone? For those who know me, I am sure you can guess why I took this picture. A) I seriously was saying "deep thoughts by Jack Handy" as I stood over this leaf, and B) I was also thinking Fall is almost here!

Another glamp site. The two glamp pics were taken from Pinterest. I am not sure of their origination, but obviously they are not my photos.

Dear Valerie, you have quite the collections of pins.

Tuesday, the First Day

2011-08-17T23:34:00.000-05:00

The first day of the rest of our lives. We are now proud parents of a school age child. I don't think I need to say time flies, but I just did - so there you go. Yes, he loves Kindergarten. Who doesn't love Kindergarten?

He loves to take his lunch to school. He ate a lit bit of everything that I packed (didn't have time to finish it though), then came home and refused a snack but ate the remainder of his lunch. How funny?! I think the secret lies in the lunchbox. He digs the lunch box, not that fact that it's Star Wars, but that he is actually USING his lunchbox. It must make him feel like a big kid.

I missed my Joseph, but now I get much more time alone with Charlotte. Something she has never really experienced. She seems very different without her "brutter's" presence.

I love this picture because he was trying to include her in the shot. "Recess rules" they said.

I heart fluorescent lighting. NOT! But I do heart this picture.

Newsflash

2011-08-13T21:31:00.002-05:00

I was patient. I watched each and every DVD. I waited for the mailman in anticipation of their arrival. Now, all four seasons of Mad Men are an INSTANT watch on Netflix.

Family Photo Required

2011-08-11T08:52:00.000-05:00

For the past two years I have needed to conjure up a family photo for Joseph's preschool. Last year, since I was with child, I cheated and used a photo pre-pregnancy. But this year, Charlotte is the preschooler, and since our family grew last year, there was no cheating, I needed a current photo.

In my usual procrastinating style, I waited until the last minute and was skeptical at the results. But, I was pleasantly surprised. I made a makeshift tripod with an old high chair and cook books and waited until evening. Betsy was tired, having fought her afternoon nap, but I have several shots where she is looking at the camera.

I am looking forward to the next few weeks. Joseph needs Kindergarten. Where he was once nervous, he is excited. Plus I think a more stringent routine will be good for everyone.

Sorry this post is kind of lame, but I wanted to post the family pic. Also, I am guessing, Joseph may not be the only person freaked out by Humpty.

Say Hello to My Little Friend

2011-08-04T16:23:00.001-05:00

A few weekends ago, David and I ventured out on a weekend getaway. We had lots of fun. I want to post more pictures, but don't have any patience right now. As I sifted through pics, I found these. I really liked this guy. In fact I liked him so much he is the screen saver on my phone, and totally creeps out Joseph. Which is funny, because Humpty Dumpty used to be Joe's favorite nursery rhyme.

I really don't feel like making dinner. I am thinking about baking a peach cobbler, and then let Chik-Fil-A cook our dinner instead!

Summertime

2011-07-29T15:13:00.000-05:00

Remember a post where I beckoned Summer? Am I silly to say that now I long for Fall? That was a rhetorical question.

These may be my favorite pictures from this Summer. How I love this baby. I try to soak up every minute with her at this age. I keep reminding myself, don't forget her skin, don't forget her toes, don't forget her hair - the list goes on.

Thank you Mac for taking these pictures.

Keepin' It Real

2011-07-13T23:17:00.000-05:00

Sorry to be Debbie Downer...

But as of lately, I have felt like this.

Hopefully, soon I will feel like this.

I have been taking pictures of the kids, I just need to upload them to the computer.

3 vs 1

2011-06-30T17:42:00.000-05:00

This is how we started the week, working on our chalkboards. David's out of town, and while we have stayed busy, this week has crawled by. For the past few weeks I have felt this need to stay close to home and not rush around. As everyone gets older they will get busier, so I am trying to lay low. Plus, I like that the baby can take naps in her own bed here at home as opposed to napping in the car or in a stroller.

I tried to post last night, but blogger was acting finicky. Our summer t-ball season is closing - we have one make-up game next week. I love how Joe's shirt is untucked in these pics, because each morning he asks me to help him tuck in his shirts and put on his belt, too funny.

This morning, I heard homeboy tinkering in his room upstairs. I looked at the clock, it was freaking 5:45 in-the-morning. For an hour, I heard him talking to himself and walking around, finally he came down to me and asked me to put on his belt.

Not sure if I'll post again before the holiday, so everyone please be safe and account for all of your digits.
Can I put that...? Oh well.

Yes I Did

2011-06-21T11:14:00.001-05:00

I am usually a Nazi when it comes to the baby and the dog. Dotte gravitates towards anything baby, whether it is the bouncy seat, baby blankets, baby pacifiers - you have to be quick and diligent. I can be quick, but the diligence part, not so easy. I hate having to keep the baby off the floor because of the dog, and I hate putting the dog "up" so the baby can stretch out on a blanket on the floor.

Yesterday, Betsy was chilling on the floor, Dotte bee-lined straight for her, I "no"ed her once, and she obeyed immediately, so I decided to relax a little. Things were fairly mellow, no one was riled up or crazy, I figured the dog would just go curl up in her pillow bed. I was standing in the kitchen when I heard the baby giggling, not crying and not actually giggling, but even belly laughing. There was Dotte, perfectly poised next to Betsy and licking her hands. Hilarious! I grabbed the camera to video, but like every living creature, once a camera appears their behavior changes, and Dotte quit licking her hand and instead burrowed up next to Betsy's little bum.

Just a Quickie

2011-06-17T13:26:00.000-05:00

Another favorite - I love to wear aprons. Here is a link to my favorite apron shop.

http://www.etsy.com/shop/pamwares

A Favorite Salad

2011-06-16T14:22:00.001-05:00

I don't really have a favorite salad per say. I have five to seven that I love, and consistently make - depends on my cravings. But this salad is frequently seen at our dinner table, and I often dumb it down (no shallots or pecans, because I am lazy) and it still tastes fantastic. The recipe comes from this book that my Mom gave me for my birthday. Lots of inspiration and a fun book to just sit and read (but I am the type of person who recreationally reads cookbooks). Another plus, this salad is great in the winter, and I love the goat cheese soaked in the dressing.

Again, recipe from REAL SIMPLE Celebrations

1/4 cup fresh orange juice (I use whatever OJ is on hand)
1 Tbsp white wine vinegar
1 shallot, finely chopped
1/2 tsp kosher salt
1/4 tsp black pepper
1/4 cup extra virgin olive oil
3 heads Bibb or Boston lettuce (or substitute 2 5oz bags of mixed salad greens) (I love butter leaf lettuce)
2 navel oranges, peeled and sliced into thin circles (grapefruit slices are good too)
3/4 cup pecans, toasted and roughly chopped
4 oz goat cheese, crumbled (don't skip, you'll regret it)

Combine first six ingredients, which can be prepped ahead, cover and refrigerate until ready to assemble salad. Combine remaining ingredients together and toss with dressing.

A little trick I learned from watching the Barefoot Contessa - if you are preparing your salad ahead of time, set the lettuce aside, and place remaining ingredients in the bottom of your bowl, and then place your lettuce on top. Cover and store, (usually several hours) until ready to serve. That way you only dirty one dish, and have only one bowl to carry to your soiree.

This One's A Whopper

2011-06-15T15:00:00.000-05:00

Back in March I posted thirty things on my thirtieth birthday. Well, one of those things was, I was dreaming of Summer and going to the Farmer's Market. Those days have arrived, and today was a good one. The weather was nice. The kids were well behaved, sweet and APPRECIATIVE.

Amazing, when the five year old says, "thanks for bringing us to the market Mom".

Love this one!

An absolute favorite, chubby cheeks and pouty lips.

There they are again, I wan to eat those cheeks!

Purple and yellow, my favorite color combination right now.

Carting three young children around is not always a graceful endeavor. Many times, I ask myself why I bother. You know those days, where everyone whines, and nothing, or any amount of anything is good enough. This morning I balked. I thought, do I really want to do this. My expectations were low. I thought if I come away with blackberries and wildflowers I am OK.

I know there is a moral and/or message I am trying to convey, but right now it isn't transmitting to word. Oh well, it was a really good day. Tomorrow, I think we might just stay close to home. I don't want to push my luck.

Hope You Don't Mind - A Week of Favorites

2011-06-14T09:24:00.000-05:00

My husband, mom and sisters know this about me, but I am fashionably and cosme-to-logically challenged.
I want my little sister to be my stylist, and apply my make-up, everyday. You have time for that, right Mac?

So I am sharing this tidbit because I am essentially clueless when it comes to choosing make-up colors let alone applying it.
Although pricey, it is usually the only make-up I wear, so well worth the price, and it is supposed to be a universal color and flattering to most skin tones.

A New Favorite

2011-06-13T14:02:00.001-05:00

Vampire Weekend, my new favorite band, they make me happy. One of the guys at work introduced us. I think they are a mix of Paul Simon, Weezer and Bob Marley. They make me want to "kick it" in the backyard on a Summer night (in my tie dye). Just kidding, well, actually, not really.

Summertime

2011-06-08T15:10:00.003-05:00

Today was a tie dye play date.

I Love Mondays and Naptime

2011-06-06T16:19:00.001-05:00

Handmade number ?. I lost count it has been a while. I'll figure it out later. Despite frequent fighting and/or tantrums, I still love Mondays. I am thankful to be home with my kids.

David and the kids have done all of the planting in the garden. But today I scouted out some herbs and flowers and I hope to do some planting.

Circa 1998, bought this album today on iTunes - a favorite for me and my sisters.

Fly By

2011-06-01T15:43:00.000-05:00

Sorry I have not been posting. By the time I finished working Monday, the week was well under way. Now it is Wednesday evening, and the week is half over. Running errands, cleaning around the house and tying up loose ends here and there.

This week Betsy turns six months, and tonight is Joseph's first t-ball game.

When he was a baby, or maybe even when I was pregnant, I used to daydream about Summers at the ballpark watching him play. Now, the time has come. Wow.

Sheltered From the Storms

2011-05-24T22:04:00.000-05:00

In the Meantime

2011-05-18T21:25:00.000-05:00

So you don't have to look at a picture of pot roast.

Blogging to Sleep

2011-05-13T23:01:00.000-05:00

I am not sure what has come over me, I guess I just feel like sharing. And seriously, please note, that I don't think I am some amazing photographer, and today I decided to wow you with my ability to capture the wonders of the pot roast. It just so happened that I had decided to make pot roast in advance and it seemed to be the perfect entree for this very chilly Spring day. And comfort food on a cold day makes me happy.
Plus, I just liked the way the ingredients fell in the pot. Pot roast makes your house smell yummy. The only thing missing...cooking it in beer.

Since it was so chilly, I decided to rescue these poor peonies from the outside. I kind of feel guilty when I cut flowers from outside, because I feel like I am taking beauty away from others. But not today, these girls needed a warm place to stay.

Lastly, has anyone had the "Mother-in-law" from Sheridan's? Oh my heavens, vanilla custard, tapioca pudding, rice krispies, semi-sweet chocolate and slices of banana - hello love! Not a combination I would normally pick, but I am addicted.

Working the weekend, and I needed some down time to settle in for the night. Hopefully next week, the kids and I will work on the garden...

The Car Ride Home

2011-05-13T22:32:00.001-05:00

The kids spent Thursday afternoon at my Mom's, while I got my haircut, went to Chick-fil-A and Target. Sounds like the perfect day, right? Well, it was pretty nice, I won't lie. Not to mention, I called up my little sister, who is usually working, or in school, and who I rarely see, and asked her if she was busy. Well, the moons were aligned and I swung by her house to pick her up and drug her around with me. Funny how things work out that way.

But since the kids were at Nana's for the afternoon, meant the older two did not nap. They went for walks and worked in the yard. They were exhausted to say the least. I wanted to snap before and after pictures of the 35 minute ride home.
Do you see Charlotte's bottom lip? Frankly, you can't miss it. The bottom lip is always accompanied with whining. Let's just say that Charlotte's bottom lip sticks out 70% of the day.

They watched the last ten minutes of Toy Story, and literally with the beginning of the credits both of their eyes shut and heads drooped down.

Joe woke up right after I pulled off of the highway. He was excited for t-ball practice, so he couldn't go back to sleep. Hence, I didn't get a good sleeping/drooling picture of him. But one day I will show him this picture and tell him that Betsy has had him wrapped around her finger from day one.

I knew she was tired too. I have really pushed her as far as a sleeping schedule goes. With the first two I was much more stringent with a schedule, but with three kids it's a little more difficult. Still, she amazes me with her patient and sweet demeanor.

Random

2011-05-10T23:28:00.000-05:00

Random posts are the best. No rhyme or reason, just whatever I feel like saying, or I guess typing. Here we go.

I have a question, why did God give me these wonderful, sweet babies? Three sweet tempered, good eating, good napping, good bedtime sleeping babies. Maybe He thinks I am not strong enough to handle a more difficult child, I don't know. Maybe my trying times just have not arrived yet? Now that I have said this, tonight they will be hellions.

I want more pictures of me with my kids.

Shelbe, did you know that you left your hat in our truck? Shelbe, did you know that I wear this hat all of the time? I have decided that the "thirties" is the decade of hats and sunscreen.

Tonight my Dad brought over his rota-tiller (spelling anybody?). This year I am really trying to make this a fruitful garden (no pun intended). We have never tilled like this before, maybe it will make a difference.

So, I am having empty nest syndrome. Or maybe empty coop syndrome. I miss the chickens. My Dad said, "you guys need some chickens, because you have a bitchin' coop". Love it - a bitchin' coop.

My favorite time of year is approaching, which means a few peony pics here and there. I can't wait to smell them, oh my heavens the nostalgia. Peonies just tug at my heart.

Worth the Wait

2011-05-09T10:28:00.001-05:00

For the last two years (because of my work schedule), I have missed Moon Marble Company's Marble Days and the Running of the Pinkies. This year though I volunteered to help sale baked goods for Joseph's preschool, and convinced myself to take the day off. I was not disappointed. Too much fun to watch the Uni-loader raise up and dump all of the balls in the street and then all of the kids and their parents run after them.

I think this guy was totally digging his job.

It works like this - you purchase a ball for two dollars and the chance to race, and the first three balls to reach the finish line win prizes.

The Pinky Ball course. It's much more intricate then what I could photograph, but I was trying to take pictures with a tired 35 lbs. two year old on my hip and an over excited five year old lagging behind me.

Joseph lost his first tooth. I expected it to be a big ordeal, but he was pretty mellow when it happened. In fact I didn't believe him when he told me because I expected him to be hysterical.

She was content to sit and let the balls come to her. What a smart girl!

After ten minutes, Joseph looked up at me and said, "I am ready to go home now."

How was Mother'sDay? I worked, then came home to a clean house, watched Mad Men and drank a glass of wine with pomegranate. No complaints.

Oh, What to Post.?

2011-05-03T07:38:00.000-05:00

Oh my, she is the sweetest baby ever.

Yet again, not much to post, and how blessed is that? We are staying busy with everyday activities and fitting in kickboxing (now, I know what it means to work hard just to get to the gym, when I have to prepare and package three little kids). I have not forgotten my handmade projects, they are just postponed for now, and with Summer coming up, I hope to be spending a lot of time outside. Not to mention, Don Draper requires some of my attention as well.

the Backyard

2011-04-28T22:38:00.000-05:00

Life is being lived. My house is in ruin, but tonight I made it a point to rock the baby and then cuddle with Charlotte before bed. Eventually I will catch up. Playing catch-up, that's just how I roll. In fact, I have contemplated a post about procrastination and when it is a good thing.

David terrorizing me through the kitchen with his latest "kill". Mole hunting season has arrived.

We have waited and longed for IT, and now IT is upon us - the seasons of the backyard. S'mores in the fire pit, lying in the grass and sunshine, watching the owls in the trees. Hopefully, working in the garden will be easier when I am not pregnant. Did you know, that pregnant women are more attractive to mosquitoes because they produce more carbon dioxide? True story.

It's hard to fix dinner when this cuteness is swaggering around the yard in my sunglasses. She knows it too.

Today, I sat on a tree stump feeding the baby and watching the kids play. I started to crave the free days of Summer, and appreciate the tiredness that overcomes the kids from just being outside. So much to look forward to.

250th and the Grands

2011-04-21T07:53:00.003-05:00

250 posts. I can't believe I have stuck with "blogging". I often think of quitting this site, b/c there are so many wonderful blogs that are informative, creative and inspirational. I feel like I am clogging up the internet with my simple ordinary life. I guess, I feel I have nothing significant to contribute. But that being said, I enjoy chronicling our days, and looking back at the babies. So, no more "feelings" talk. I am here a little while longer.

Yesterday, after preschool I took the kids to the city library. Powell Gardens presented Butterflies and Ladybugs. Joseph is sitting next to his "best bud" and his best bud's sister. The Grands, are our two last names blended together. Yesterday, both families were at the gym together, then preschool together, then the library. Tonight, both families will be at t-ball practice, then the preschool ice cream social. Both families have three kids, the oldest boys, and then two younger sisters.

Betsy in the mai tei. Soft, fuzzy baby head - so yummy.

Charlotte, on "Logan's mom"s lap. Oh my, those big blue eyes, they're a killer.

Baby fix. Betsy kept talking, drooling and choking herself with her hand. Such a good baby.

Powell Gardens brought ladybugs (in magnified cubes) for the kids to release outside.

Nail trimming anyone?

I call this photo, the Hunter and the Lumberjack.

Starting in May, Powell Gardens opens Jurassic Gardens. The site doesn't seem to have a lot of info about it yet, but the flier I received made it a must see. Day trip for sure. Check it out.

Random

2011-04-20T13:38:00.000-05:00

I thought I would post randomness as I sit on the couch with feet up, drinking coffee and waiting for the mailman to bring the next Mad Men dvd.

Today was my first day back to the gym since I was 15 weeks pregnant with Betsy. Boy, my body aches and I love it. I love to sweat. Sweating is a drug - just like running. Hopefully, running will come again soon, once I figure out how to heal my foot.

Taken in the Summer of 2009. The kids and I drove down to my dad's farm. That is one thing I miss, spending days loafing around at the farm. Quiet, fresh air, smoke from a fire, nothing but green.

I want another pair of cowboy boots.

Not sure what this was about?

Eating green beans. Hindsight is 20/20. Notice the unilateral squinting? Yes, it could have been from sunlight, but most likely it was the fact that he could barely see.

Where heaven and earth meet.

Now, the mail has arrived and I have a date with Don Draper and several loads of laundry.

Oh My...a lazy post

2011-04-18T14:46:00.010-05:00

I am in love with this man. I want to drop everything and go lipstick shopping, right now! As of lately, nap time and bed time consist of catching up on Mad Men.

In the Morning Light

2011-04-13T21:52:00.000-05:00

I am loving these Spring mornings. Birds chirping, crisp air, windows open, sunshine beaming in the living room, it's too much. I told you this has become a weather blog. Translation, life is a bit boring around here, and actually, that's okay.

As for the video, I only recorded the end of their "conversation". She had so much to say before the camera appeared.

Another, In Case You Missed It

2011-04-13T10:33:00.000-05:00

I am fairly certain most everyone who ventures here also follows PW. I love, love, love her photography assignments. This week it's Brothers, and oh, if it doesn't make my heart pitter, patter.

Hope to post later today. For now enjoying the house with windows open and music playing.

Somethin's Cooking

2011-04-06T11:56:00.000-05:00

Baking these for my peeps at work this weekend.

Agony of Defeat

2011-04-05T22:34:00.001-05:00

photo from the Bonner Springs Chieftain

One of the great aspects of having a small audience is that I can say virtually what I want, and don't have to take any scuff for it. From the title you can conclude the results of the election. That's right, the grumpy man to David's right and our left (you know, the one in the orange collared shirt) won the City Council seat for Ward 3 in Bonner Springs. Blah.
Tonight, we loaded the kids in the truck and drove around town picking up signs for two hours. Lastly, we stopped by the liquor store. Bought a bottle of Broke Ass red wine. Cheers to the election of 2013!

the Weather Blog

2011-04-04T21:16:00.000-05:00

Slow times, when in the last three posts, most of the discussion involves the weather and arrival of Spring. Sorry about that. Times don't feel slow, I have completed many tasks and appointments that I had been procrastinating. Completed them indeed, usually with three kids in tow. It sorta makes me feel like Superwoman.

Tomorrow, though, is a big day. For the last month, David has been aggressively campaigning for the ward 3 position of the Bonner Springs city council. Tomorrow, we vote. For the past several weekends, he packs the kids in the truck and heads about town to campaign. Tomorrow night I will post the results.

It's amazing what happens to the psyche, when one looks out the window and sees green grass as opposed to dead brown grass.

I have started something new. E-mealz. Only the first week and having prepared only two meals, I am pleased with the results and relieved to relinquish the task of meal planning to someone else. Note to self, the portion sizes and recipes don't account for little hands or thrifty husbands that like to snatch the (bacon) ingredients off the counter.

Last, and never least, I heart chubby, blue eyed babies.

The First of Its Kind

2011-03-22T13:40:00.005-05:00

Wasn't Monday beautiful? Hopefully, Winter is well behind us, and these days are the first of many. Maybe some Spring cleaning is to follow as well. I sure am trying.

The kids have been very obliging for pictures.
Handmade #5 - the headband. I have just about finished a brimmed beanie cap also, but that was really just playing and experimenting.
The last of its kind, the last slice of the eight layer citrus cake. Boy, my kids loved this. It is definitely a special occasion cake.

Expectations

2011-03-17T16:16:00.010-05:00

After viewing weather.com last night I expected 77 degrees and sunny. Where was the sunny? I had big plans for pictures outside. Oh well. I herded everyone outside anyway. They don't appear happy in most of the pics b/c they were busy contemplating and chatting about going to the bakery to buy St. Patty's Day cookies. Plus the wind was blowing in their sweet little faces.

I needed to accessorize the baby with pink, so she wouldn't be mistaken as a boy, which ended up happening at Wal-Mart. That's ok though, with her bald head she does look like a little boy. I need to make or buy some hair accessories.
I guess, we have a new tradition on our hands. Last year, we went to Judy's Bakery to buy shamrock sugar cookies. I decided to do the same this year. Although the trip was short lived and not a lot of holiday hoopla, it was a little holiday memory.

She kept kicking off these little pink shoes. Aren't they sweet?
Today, for some reason, several grandma's at Wal-Mart kept trying to sneak a peak into the car seat as we pushed our way through Wal-Mart. One grandma spoke in a little baby voice and told Betsy, "no, they can't pinch you, you've got your green on..." it was so very sweet. Luckily, that lady wasn't the one who called Betsy a boy, ha, ha just kidding.
After lunch, getting ready for story time and nap time.
Not sure what is with all of the posting. Have a wonderful weekend. I am looking into reading the 10 Habits of Happy Mothers. I heard about it while listening to Dave Ramsey.

Wonderful Day in the Neighborhood

2011-03-17T09:32:00.010-05:00

Yesterday was the day for taking the scenic route with the windows down and sun roof open.

The view surrounding preschool. I love the tall grass - it will be thicker and taller as Spring approaches.
Beginning of backyard play.

Hazards of being a little, wiry dog.

The dog won the race. Joe kept saying, "Mom, you are the coach...."

No Waiting

2011-03-15T14:52:00.008-05:00

Today, I decided not to wait for perfect. No waiting for my children to be pristine, clean, smelling yummy, happy and all dressed in coordinating outfits. Those moments rarely happen, and if I wait and wait, I will miss everything.

My children have marker on their faces. Joseph drew buttons on his stomach so he could be a robot. Pretty cool!
My favorite

While my children seem happy, for some reason, I have been in a dreadful mood. Not sure what is going on. I keep finding myself yelling. I don't like that. It makes me feel horrible. Hopefully, after their nap, I'll stop being such a grouch. Now that I have shared this out loud, my gripes are trivial compared to these troubled times. So, I will stop complaining now. Where's the timer?

Time Out

2011-03-14T14:41:00.004-05:00

Random pictures from May of 2009.

Hello. Posting has fizzled somewhat. Sorry. Today, I decided to start the Fly Lady again. I don't plan on following it stringently, there is just sooo much going on. What with loving and nurturing a baby, training a puppy, playing with a toddler and guiding a young son, I can only try my best. I simply need some guidance on how to "keep up" with the house and make some headway in organization.

Fly Lady talk leads me to this question. Does anyone use a timer? Today I have used my timer several times, and it greatly increases my productivity. This morning I set the timer for fifteen minutes and wiped out my dishes. Then during preschool and naptime, I set it for two ten minute periods and cleaned my bathroom shelves, throwing away lots of stuff, organizing what I use daily, and wiping down shelves. It felt good to get rid of the clutter.

Hopefully, maintaining some order in the home, I can create some peaceful time for myself and continue on my merry handmade way, learning to crochet, sew or whatever.

Wasn't the snow funny today? Tomorrow: 55 degrees and sunny, what the what?

Birthday Pictures

2011-03-09T09:30:00.010-06:00

Handmade #4, a crocheted hat for moi'. I wanted something new to wear on my bday, so I made this hat. It may be a little too wintry for this early Spring weather, but I was bound and determined to make it. And if I can't figure out how to sew and give up on learning any more handmade skills, just know you will most likely be receiving a similar hat for Christmas. Hope you like it.

The first half of the day it didn't seem like my birthday. I was standing in line at the store, and as I walked out I saw some balloons, and then I remembered, oh ya, today I turn thirty.
But by the afternoon, David came home early, I made coffee smoothies, flowers and balloons were delivered to the house, and the kids gave me a Michael's gift card. Very much brightened my day.

My Mom fixed a yummy family style Italian dinner, and bought an abundant amount of cupcakes. This is grandma Darlene holding Betsy. I love when she and grandpa Jerry come to town.
No Mom, this is not the picture I told you about, but I love this one too. That is Betsy's favorite way to be held, watching the world from someone's shoulder.

BABYCAKES
The cupcakes were beautiful and it was soooo much fun to blow out the candles with my kids and cousin Abby.
I usually don't mind when others take self-portraits, but I always feel particularly silly. But I wanted a picture of me on this day, so when I am gone my kids and grandchildren can remember what I looked like as a P.Y.T. Just kidding - but only a little bit!

In Case You Missed It

2011-03-07T12:26:00.002-06:00

A picture taken of my Mom, Aunt Vonnie (her sister), and Betsy, only a few days old.

I used to visit PW's site every day, but now it seems only a few times a week I peruse by to check recipes. But the photo section brought me to tears this morning. Why is there no Sister's Day, and if there is why do I not know about it?

Tomorrow

2011-03-03T19:38:00.004-06:00

Tomorrow I turn 30! Here are thirty things about me

1. Right now, I am drinking sparkling wine and cooking an italian panini

2. Italian food is my favorite, and Garozzo's is my favorite restaurant

3. I want to eat at Dog Nuvo, because as gross as they seem at times, I relish eating a yummy hot dog.

4. Speaking of hot dogs, as much work as it is, I think Dotte, our new dachschund is a wonderful addition to our little family.

5. I can POP a mean batch of Kettle Korn.

6. Right now, I cannot find my wedding ring...

7. For Christmas, I bought Betsy a keepsake collection of Madeline stories, but honestly I wanted them for myself.

8. For the past three years I have wanted a piece of art from this artist I saw at the Plaza Art Fair. I just can't chalk up the money

9. I rarely want to "eat out" because I think I can cook better than most restaurants. I am really just paying for the fact that I don't have to clean up.

10. The Barefoot Contessa is my favorite cook/chef

11. My husband keeps trying to get me to open a cafe

12. My real job grows harder and more heart wrenching as time goes by

13. I miss the kick-ass kick boxing class I used to take

14. I am thankful everyday, that I live in America

15. Looking at my daughter reminds me, that when I was her age, my hair was white blond and curly

16. I love to shop for jewelry, but really only wear earrings, and an occasional necklace

17. My favorite Pandora station, right now, is La Vie En Rose, this Summer it will be the Buena Vista Social Club.

18. To put it mildly, I suffer from a sweet tooth

19. I have two sisters, and I love them dearly

20. I don't remember the last time that I read an entire book

21. I am expecting HAPPY MAIL tomorrow, I hope it comes

22. Pearls are a girl's best friend

23. I am the absolute worst about writing thank you notes, but am always more thankful than you can imagine.

24. I hope in my thirties I will stop worrying about what other people think.

25. On my right leg is a huge vericose vein that I am extremely self conscious about. Yikes, see #24. Must be the sparkling wine talking.

26. There is a HAPPY BIRTHDAY banner in my dining room, and it has been there since August. I made it and love the colors so much I haven't taken it down.

27. Right now, I am thinking of the Farmer's Market and fresh summer fruit.

28. My reality is, as I type these, my children are making a mess while trying to help me clean...

29. I am also wondering, is there an eight layer citrus cake in my future.

30. I love the term granny chic.

Tomorrow, I hope to post handmade #4, my birthday hat!

Stroke of Luck

2011-03-01T15:17:00.004-06:00

On a totally unrelated note, Joseph had two wonderful birthday parties. Both days, the weather was beautiful and unseasonably warm. While the rest of the week consisted of yucky winter slop.

Now, my handmade update. Handmade #3, a dog sweater. Poor little pooch, gets cold pretty easy, so I took it upon myself to crochet her a sweater. The crocheting part was pretty easy, assembling the two pieces together proved to be a little more trying for my limited skill and knowledge. Isn't it funny, I never imagined myself owning and loving a weiner dog, let alone crocheting a wee dog sweater. Oh, how we grow and change.

Yes, I am that lady, driving a big old truck with a yappy dog on my lap. Oh my... I think the sweater was a little awkward for her, so I think I will be taking a stab at a different pattern here pretty soon. Or, just crochet her scarf.
Today, I am finishing my practice version of a spring hat I want to make for the girls - especially for my little bald baby. The hook I used is too big for this yarn and pattern, so hopefully, when I attempt the real version with proper size hook and yarn, it will look cleaner and more polished.

Lastly, sometimes I hold back when sharing out-loud and on-line, because I don't want people to think I am needy and/or crazy. But really people, no comments to be had for this sweet little pun-um?

The Dog Formerly Known As

2011-02-25T08:09:00.003-06:00

We have another new addition to our little family. A wee little dachschund girl. For a short time her name was Mabel. I love this name. My husband, well, not so much. We can't seem to find a good fit, other than Mabel, right? And between potty training a toddler, potty training a puppy, and nursing a still very young infant, I may just go a wee bit crazy.

Enough said for now, I am going to go chase someone or something down now, and/or change a diaper, you know, something of that nature.

I Had No Idea

2011-02-21T10:05:00.003-06:00

Joseph had his first "friend" birthday party. It was an experience. Digging for worms, throwing sticks into the creek, helping David haul brush. Boys running around taking off their shirts. The noise level growing and growing. Whew...next year, it's a pizza party with two friends or something like that.

But he had so much fun showing off his room and his house.

Such a blurry picture, but you can still see how happy he was. You can still see his dimples. We could tell he had dimples in the hospital right after he was born.
Little boys being silly.

This Morning

2011-02-18T09:04:00.005-06:00

This morning I am multitasking. While I sit and eat my oatmeal, I am also blogging and breastfeeding. We have a busy weekend and week ahead. Then next Saturday, I head back to work, and I am very nervous. So I don't get overwhelmed I need to take it one day at a time.

Last night the kids were taking advantage of the wonderful weather.

This morning, I saw a couple of "things" that made me stop and say, "wow" or "that's cool", oh I don't know how to stay it. What I am trying to say, is, sometimes it's just the simple things in life.

Like a shadow
Like using my new trivet. I have always wanted a trivet, but for some reason never bought one. Well, this one was cheap at Michael's.
Then after all of this simplicity and sublime-ness, I broke one of my cute measuring cups that I measure with day in and day out. I threw it away, but looking at this pic, there is no reason I can't glue it back together. So I rescued it from the depths of my trashcan.
Three posts in one week. I think it may be the lack of adult conversation. Have a wonderful weekend.

On this dreary day

2011-02-16T13:30:00.005-06:00

On this dreary day I thought some color might be nice. Although, I don't mind this balmy day, it only reminds me of Spring.

Today, I received "happy mail", a phrase coined by others. In my mailbox was the first of what I hope to be many fabric shipments.
I have no idea what I will do with them yet. Maybe accents on an apron, a pillow or tea towels. They are only remnants and half yard pieces, but they were purty, vintage and cheap and so I bought them. For now I have placed them on my entertainment center (which I call my mantel, b/c I have no fireplace, and would one day like an official mantel), for inspiration and because the colors make me so happy.

Then, to my friend Katie. I bought this book a few weeks ago, and other than perusing, have only fully read the first chapter. But, I am very excited to dive into it once I am done with birthday stuff, and the massive blanket I'm (attempting to) crochet. It seems to be geared towards the adult beginner, and starts from the basics, such as types of scissors, machine parts, troubleshooting, stitch length, practice projects, such as sewing a straight line on paper, and using all of your different stitches, etc. I feel like I will be taking a sewing course.
My Valentine bestowed a Michael's gift card upon me, so I think that tomorrow, the kids and I will take advantage of the predicted wonderful weather, and venture out. Enjoy this wonderful, neurotic Kansas weather.

Handmade Underway!

2011-02-14T09:16:00.005-06:00

Two projects have been joyfully completed. Number one, I crocheted a scarf. A basic, no thinker, just double crochet the length of the scarf. So calming to sit and crochet, and very satisfying to finish. Soft and cozy around the neck. Joseph kept telling me how beautiful my knitting was and how proud he was of me. Hearing him say those things, I could hear myself praising him.

Handmade number two, a Valentine's day headband for Betsy. There are a few things I would like to tweek about the process, but I plan to make more through the year. It is so rewarding to make something and then actually USE it.

A few side notes, Charlotte's potty training has commenced. A week after I came home from the hospital, she was frequently wanting to use the potty chair, but physically, I wasn't ready to breastfeed a baby, take care of their daily needs and do hourly trips to the potty chair. But our schedule has settled out (as much as possible), and Friday, I decided it was time to officially began potty training. I stocked up on M&M's and big girl pants. We have had three successful days, with maybe only two accidents. For some reason, it is a huge relief to me to have begun this process, and that for now, it seems to be going well. I must remind myself to take it day to day, because, one day I think we (Charlotte and I) have it all figured out, and then two days later we could be back to square one.

My handmade endeavor will slow down this week, because of Joseph's birthday. If I become too obsessed with a project my house goes to pot, and I don't want to be scrambling at the last minute. Oh well, enough rambling.

Happy Valentine's Day!

Gettin' Busy @ 30

2011-02-09T16:01:00.007-06:00

Just some pictures of Betsy. She is smiling at this point, I just haven't caught a good one with the camera.

This was Betsy last night. It was one of those moments where you keep telling yourself not to forget, to remember this moment and how they looked - forever. I didn't leave it to chance, I went and snatched the camera. Obviously, I didn't use the flash.

Now, I want to babble about myself. That's always fun, right?
Something I touched on in the last post, I have always wanted to be artistic and make beautiful things with my hands. But whenever I tried to create something beautiful, the "project" never turned out how I wanted. In fact, I rarely would finish anything, because I would be so disappointed in how things were turning out. Then I would assume I wasn't creative and give up. Usually, after Christmas, with all of the cleaning and reorganizing, I tend to obsess about my house and how I can make it more beautiful, comforting, or unique. Frankly, I am on a constant quest to make our house a HOME. For me, it seems to be a never ending evolving process. I found myself constantly perusing the internet for ideas and inspiration, which often turned into discontentment. Oooh, I want this, or I want my room to look this way, so I need to buy this.... I began creating a huge long list of "I WANTS". This is never, never a good thing. I knew this, and I know it is one of the most unhealthy states of mind. One day I stumbled upon this blog, and found many ah DIY projects, that really, really tickled my fancy. Ding, the light bulb turned on. If you want something, figure out how to make it yourself. Because even thought I had the "I WANTs" I also knew that the most beautiful and treasured things are not the ones purchased at Pottery Barn, but the ones with a story and/or sentimental value. Which leads me to my goal of learning to sew (and a few other hobbies) and creating 30 handmade items this year. Using inspiration and guidance from others who have traveled before me (via the internet), I know I can be artistic and create gifts, items, things, that I love and cherish and can give to others.

While I figure out how I am going to come about a sewing machine, I decided to learn how to crochet. Using You tube videos, I learned to crochet three basic stitches and crocheted a scarf. It turned out well, it is a coral pink color, I will picture it sometime, and I think I am going to give it to my little sister. It may be a little too pink for me. Now, I am working on crocheting a blanket for our bed. Using inspiration from this blanket, and trial and error of pairing colors that I gravitate towards (lately I am loving orange and I always love a pretty blue), this is my plan. To crochet a patchwork blanket using these colors, and using the above vintage fabric to accent the white crocheted patches and bring the colors together. I know, the fabric is very, well individual, but I am on a bit of a vintage, thrifty "kick" right now.
The trick is, I need to finish this project, even if I am half way through and not quite sure about the colors or the texture of the yarn, I need to see this one through. If I finish and don't like it then I can give it to the cat. She'll love it.

Help A Sister Out

2011-02-07T14:43:00.003-06:00

I wasn't sure what to title this. I have been busy with the kids and browsing the internet for projects. I am ripening to age thirty soon, and have set a goal for myself. Do you remember a comment I made? A comment along the lines of wishing I was artistic or creative. Well, for my thirtieth year, I have decided to make thirty handmade things, particularly in the area of sewing.

So for all my peeps who like to sew click on the pic above and go check it out. And if you are my Aunt Sherri, and a good luck charm, maybe you could enter a comment and give the course to me if you win. Just a thought!?!

Also, as usual I am late to the party, and this giveaway ends on Tuesday, so don't wait.

Random

2011-01-30T21:40:00.006-06:00

A Valentine's craft I, I mean, the kids and I did together.

These were taken a week and a half ago. She has grown so much since then. Betsy you are the sweetest baby. Your smile is huge and bright. You love to cuddle and hang over your Mom's shoulder and walk about the house. One of the best things, some times when you are fussy, your brother and/or your sister calm you down just by sitting and talking with you. They both love you so much. Hopefully I don't jinx myself, but you are a mighty fine sleeper. 95% of the nights you are sleeping five to eight hours. We love you so much.

Look at what my boyfriend sent me

2011-01-18T16:16:00.003-06:00

I showed Joseph the flowers that arrived at the front door, and he said, "where did you get those?" I replied, "I guess Daddy sent them", to which he asks, "which Dad?". Too funny. Totally unexpected, and just what a non-showered mommy needs on this dreary January afternoon.

One More Thing

2011-01-12T14:53:00.002-06:00

Go here, to this place. SMALL NOTEBOOK.

A Whole Lot of Nuthin'

2011-01-12T14:17:00.004-06:00

Right now I am lounging on the couch with Baby Betsy, while Charlotte naps and Joseph plays quietly in his room. Betsy is so pretty. I love the newborn stage. But she is six weeks old now, it can't be so.

But don't think I am spoiled. David left on Sunday and won't be back until the following Sunday, and the kids and I have been essentially snowed in for the week.

Joe's preschool has been canceled and it's just too cold to drag out a one month old if unnecessary.

For the past few days, I have been conjuring blog posts and titles in my head, but when the time comes to sit down, I don't feel like loading pics or typing. I just mindlessly shop on the Internet. A major time suck.

I did take some pics of the kids playing in the snow on Sunday and Monday, but after that I cut them off, b/c I thought it was too cold. Probably, just too cold for me, not them. Pics in the snow are the best, b/c of the white light. Colors just saturate. It makes me feel like an artistic photographer which I desperately want to be. I have always wanted to be an artist.

I have been enjoying my new panini maker. You can make a panini for every meal of the day. Even desserts!

Do you need a little motivation for new years cleaning and re-organizing? There is a push almost every where you look, but I love going to Apartment Therapy. The inspiration is endless.

Alright, enough ranting. Stay warm.

Liar, Liar Pants on Fire

2011-01-03T13:59:00.003-06:00

(photo: J. Marie photography)

Boy, whoever told me that going from two kids to three is no big deal, well, I think they were lying.

Today has been trying, and I am not feeling the love. Thank goodness, tomorrow is another day.

On one positive note, I did try out my new panini maker, and I LOVE it. Both Joseph and Charlotte ate their turkey and cheese sandwiches. Panini makers take lunch meat to a whole new level!

She Waits for No One

2010-12-29T23:07:00.006-06:00

Charlotte, tonight, you desperately wanted to give your sister a bath. You wouldn't wait for me to clear off the dinner table. You carried the baby's tub into the living room, and began to undress her and take off her diaper. You are such a tremendous helper and I am totally awestruck by your intuition and anticipation. But at the same time, I was seriously worried that you just might pick up your sister and put her in the tub yourself.

Tonight, I walked upstairs to tuck the kids into bed, and I wished I had my camera. I stood in the doorway of Joe's room and just stared at my children, mentally freezing this picture in my brain. Joseph and Charlotte were sitting at the head of his bed with their backs to the wall and their legs straight out in front of them. Joseph was wearing his pajama pants, no shirt and his Daniel Boone hat while holding a nerf gun, poised for attack. Charlotte sat next to him, attentively flossing her teeth. If I had ran downstairs to grab the camera it wouldn't have been the same. So this is my way of never forgetting.

Merry Christmas

2010-12-25T11:50:00.000-06:00

Who needs Rudolph?

3 Weeks and Counting

2010-12-22T16:41:00.004-06:00

Betsy at three weeks. Betsy you are so sweet and mellow. I didn't think it possible to bare a more pleasant baby than the first two, but you proved me wrong. While we were taking pictures, your siblings were running a muck, and my patience was wearing thin, but you remained calm. If you did start to squirm, all I had to do was sing the Christmas Song, and you would calm down. Really the only times that you cry are when you are hungry, cold after a bath, or you need to burp.

You are starting to develop baby chub. Your brother and sister were born with rolls, but you have had to work for yours. I am so excited because tomorrow I am having pictures taken of you, Joseph and Charlotte. We haven't done family pictures since Charlotte was 6 months old. Our little family is the best Christmas present ever.

Two Weeks and Toland Christmas

2010-12-19T20:40:00.004-06:00

December 14th and two weeks have passed. By the time this posts, Betsy will be almost three weeks old. Sometimes, I just want time to stop.

Charlotte has been more help than I could ever have anticipated. Although, Joseph is enamored with Betsy, Charlotte has been my attentive helper.
The Toland matriarch, seven grandchildren and one great grandchild.

I already have a New Year's resolution. Well, actually, two resolutions. Every year, I have a resolution to watch what I say and keep foul language to a minimum. My real New Year's resolution is to take more pictures of my children and family.

On the Night You Were Born

2010-12-15T21:51:00.009-06:00

I have always wanted to have a birth story for my children. But alas, my last two stories consisted of, "you wouldn't come out, so my doctor scheduled a day and we took you out." Although, Betsy's story is similar, something funny happened the night before she was born. Our power went out for three hours. Three hours, 5pm to 8:30 pm, just when I was starting to fix dinner, and was in the throws of last minute packing, bathing two children and readying the kids and house for three days without me. For three hours, I ran around like a crazy woman with a lamp strapped to my head. We ordered pizza, and picnicked in the living room with our flashlights and candles. In the dark, nothing but my little head lamp to light the way through bath and bedtime. What a sight! I decided it was just an initiation to motherhood of three young children.
Betsy Jane born November 30. Weighing in at 9 lbs. My smallest of the three babies.

Charlotte meeting Betsy for the first time.
Joe is enamored with his littlest sister. He calls her, "Betsy, the rock star".

Home, day 1 or day 2. I don't remember. I have been trying to keep up with pictures, but time is flying. I made an attempt at a photo for Christmas cards, we'll see how they turn out.

A Teaser

2010-12-15T14:45:00.003-06:00

Maybe not a complete tease. Hopefully do a sporadic post tonight.

It's Midnight

2010-10-16T00:10:00.004-05:00

Because it is midnight and I must go to work tomorrow, I will keep this brief. The past two months have felt so busy at times. Trying to squeeze in doctors appointments for myself and the kids. All between naps and preschool. If Charlotte misses any type of afternoon nap, everyone suffers. Some doctors appt. I prefer not to take siblings, i.e Charlotte's hearing screen, Joe having his eyes dilated (where he screams and cries and I feel so sad for him that I cry), my glucose tests. Yes, I failed the first screening and had to take the three hour (barf). Drinking 100 grams of sugar condensed into 10 oz. is absolutely the most awful, disgusting thing. I felt nauseated, as if I were way too drunk, but without the fun loopy buzz. I couldn't even read the magazines that I brought to keep me entertained for three hours, because it made me feel even more sick to read the tiny print. Anyway, point being, I am trying to slow down with any obligations that can maybe wait until early next year, and focus on the pregnancy and baby #3. Because, having a third child, it'll be so much easier to get everything done, that I need to. Haha, hehe, oh my...

I want to update more on the chittlin's, because they are changing each and every day (but again, it is late). Young children can overwhelm and exhaust almost any mother. I know this time when they are so young, sweet loving, exerting independence, finding joy in the simplest things, honest, do I need to go on - will not last forever. I will long for the days to sit in the rocking chair, cuddle and read stories. So please, bare with me.
Thursday night, I coordinated the preschool Fall Party at the pumpkin patch. It was a party for 60 families, and totally stressed me out. As I sat outside the tee-pees checking in guests (one of my many jobs), I had some quiet time. And I am such a sap, but I love moments like these. The sun was setting, and you could see a silo and farm on the horizon. Kansas gets such a bad rap. The colors of the sky and corn field, the quiet, and the smell of fresh grass, Kansas is beautiful.

Watching the Grass Grow

2010-10-15T15:44:00.002-05:00

Do you believe that? Compared to many, I am not that busy, maybe just tired.?. I guess blogging has fallen to the bottom of my list though. Tonight, I hope to update on the family (pictures included). But you have heard that promise before - here is to hoping. Right now, while the kids are finishing out their naps, and I am finishing out my quiet time, I am going to clean my kitchen (I have said that before, so here is to hoping) and assemble something for dinner. I just bought some new music, I hope it keeps me moving. How many times have I said hope in this short post?

Charlotte's Birthday

2010-08-24T14:49:00.015-05:00

Not much to say. I love having parties, I hope people don't mind feeling like sardines in my little house. Just wait until baby #3 moves in.

Cousin Jonah.

The shy birthday girl. I lit the candles in prepartion for singing Happy Birthday, and she eagerly blew them out before we could start singing.

The second time, we sang first, then I lit the candles.

New favorite picture. So pretty.

Uncle Tim, assisting with cake.

A side of Charlotte I don't often see.

By the end of the night the birthday girl was running around, actually stomping around, in her bloomers and new twinkle toe shoes that light up.

On a slightly sad note. Today Charlotte busted her lip when climbing onto a chair (for breakfast) and then falling. She knocked one of her top front teeth loose, and I am a titch worried. I called the dentist, they said to leave it alone and it should "tighten up" but her smile is changed for a while now and it makes me sad. I have been on the verge of tears a lot lately anyway. It doesn't take much to open the flood gates.

I hope to post some more this week. I have a few pics from Joe's first day back to school and the Missouri River Race. In fact we were interviewed by Kathy Quinn of FOX 4 News. Let's just say the camera and I are NOT friends. Blah!

A Quickie

2010-08-10T15:32:00.004-05:00

Not that I am the most frequent post-er, but the computer will be out of commision for a week or so, for some housekeeping details.

Summer is nearing its end. The pool is only open one more week, preschool starts in two weeks, and I am nearing gestational week 24. I now refer to the baby and Charlotte as "the girls". I love it.

Two weekends ago when I didn't have to work. David and I took the kids to the City Market. We were out of the car and walking at 0740 in the am. Whew, I was pretty impressed. I hadn't been to the market in years, and it was soooo much fun. Joseph even asked to come back. The only down side is I won't get to come back for quite some time. But, I think I found a new tradition. Downtown Overland Park has a Farmer's Market on Wednesday mornings starting at 0700. Last Wednesday the kids and I got there at 0800. I was very pleased. The produce was yummy, there was a band preparing to play, a small fountain for the kids to play in, a cafe for breakfast and a Farm to Market bread stand. Needless to say, we will be going for the next couple of Wed. So for anyone who reads, and is not working on Wednesday morning, come join us. Just find the old grandfather clock.

Hear my Plea! PLeaSe

2010-07-24T15:14:00.005-05:00

No pictures, only a plea. I need suggestions. Working weekends is great for raising kids. I get to play a stay at home M-F, and still make a full time income working weekends. The only glitch, I am only allowed 2 weekends off a year. No more than two weekends, there is no leniency - you pay with your life. No kidding, I am very serious. Did you know there are 52 weekends in a year?

Anyway, the situation is: this coming weekend, I requested off in preparation for David's BIG kayak race. The kids and I were going to drive to St. Louis, the finish line, meet David and spend the weekend. Now, the race has been postponed due to flooding. Now, I have a precious weekend to spend time with my family. All four of us together for two whole days, and no where to go. My Mom has offered to watch the kids Saturday night, so that David and I can have a night to ourselves. What do I do? Where do I go? I need suggestions. I can't believe that I will have more than two hours to myself. The last time I had more than two unaccounted for hours, I baked a cheesecake. So watch out!

Everyday and the Fourth

2010-07-09T14:36:00.008-05:00

I decided to sit and take a break and post some random thoughts and happenings. I have been craving coffee drinks like a mad woman. Specifically, Moo-Lattes from the DQ. But to save money and spare some calories, I have been making this smoothie. Not quite as thick as store bought coffee smoothies, but it satisfies my cravings. Today I added a few dashes of cinnamon.

Starting on Monday, David starts a new job. A Monday-Friday, 8-5 kind of job. I am expecting him to work lots of extra hours, but it also means more evenings at home together as a family. I won't have to do dinner and bedtime by myself all the time. It also means I will have to make some big adjustments to my daytime routine. No longer can I leave the kids at home with their dad while I run errands or get my haircut. A BIG change, but good for our family.

On the fourth, I felt like Martha when I made this Flag cake for my little family. As I post this picture, Joe is sitting next to me, and says, "that was a good cake Mom". I snapped more photos of the cake than I did the kids. We spent the Fourth at home - just the four of us. Shooting off smoke bombs, throwing Snappers, and a few simple night fireworks for Joe. We cooked burgers on the grill, corn on the grill, and potato salad. I made this potato salad where you soak the taters in red wine vinegar after you cook them but before you add the mayo/dijon dressing. Oh my, cream cheese and stars. That is my new, one and only potato salad recipe.

Hanging out on the Fourth. Charlotte loves Snappers.

Maybe I took so few pictures of the kids, because I would stress out about them using Snappers, let alone them being around smoke bombs and Black Cats.

Now for my one and only son, who desperately wanted a "baby brutter", he will be a big brother to two little sisters.

My break should be ending soon. Time to work on dinner, and clean for the weekend.

Shatto

2010-06-24T12:59:00.013-05:00

A brief, sob story about this post. Wednesday, I arose from a peaceful slumber (not really) at 0520. Highly unusual for a weekday, but so that I could run to Walmart, buy some of the weekly dry good stuff, shower, fix a filling breakfast, feed everyone, bathe Charlotte, dress everyone except David, and clean the kitchen all before 0900. So that later that afternoon, I could fix dinner and take the kids over to my dad's in hopes of going to a baby shower/dinner.

As we are about 8 minutes out from our house, I was feeling pretty pleased with myself. Oh yeah, except I forgot my.....you guessed it. Thanks to modern technology we used the camera phone. Okay, no more babbling here are a few pictures.
In the milking pit.

Calf barn

I'm holding Charlotte and milking the cow.

Milk shots

I ended up buying a gallon of whole strawberry milk, so that I could make ice cream. Literally, I just threw the milk in the ice cream maker, no extra sugar, no eggs. Pretty good.

Thomas 2010

2010-06-21T17:08:00.021-05:00

Wednesday, we are going to Shatto dairy farm, so I thought I should post some Thomas pictures from June 4th. The kids usually aren't in the car this long, so documenting the occasion seemed appropriate. Trust me, they were excited.
Sunscreen, and waiting to line up and wait for our train ride.

Waiting for our train ride. Hot dog, this is when we really started to swelter. A hot day indeed, especially under this big tent, and riding on an old train. Charlotte and Dad.

One of my new favorite pics. Despite the heat, the kids were great.

I kept pushing water. "Take a drink", "are you thirsty", "here is some water".

After the train ride, crazy people waited in line to take pictures upclose with Thomas. This is our picture with Thomas. Sane people, like David and I headed to the shade with cold treats for the kids.

Cold treats for the kids, and lots of water. Guess which they preferred...

Not the water.

Then we headed to the activities. Tatoos.

Somber Charlotte. After the tatoo was on , she thought is was pretty cool.

After tatoos, we headed to the coloring and toy tent where Joe conducted his interview with the Baldwin City Signal. Then to the moonwalk slide. This was Joe's first time on a moonwalk/inflatable type apparatus.

Firemen's gear.

I need to frame this and put it in his room.

Are we tired yet? Hanging out by the misting hose and playing in the sandbox.

Ready to board the shuttle (school) bus and head back to our car. Joe is visiting with the Baldwin City FD. The boy has never met a stranger. Sometimes that worries me...

Riding the bus, although it wasn't meant to be, is a fun activity for the kids too. It really is a great and easy family event. We might skip next year, not sure about hoisting around a six month old, nursing and most likely potty training the two and half year old. But then sadly, we may not have too many more years where Joe wants to go see Thomas. Time will tell. Maybe there will be another little man in the family.

Copycat

2010-06-17T23:49:00.008-05:00

So this post is a copy of a post from one of my favorite blogs, Whatever. When I read the lightning bug post, I thought to myself, hello, duh, this is what Summer is all about. And, didn't I catch lightning bugs with the Burt boys year after year. Oh yah, hasn't your son grown increasingly excited each night the lightning bugs appear.?.

So here we are waiting on the front porch swing for the lightning bugs to make their entrance. Actually, we were watching the neighbor boy and his remote control car almost cause numerous motor vehicle accidents.

Finally, when the lightning bugs started lightning, Charlotte and I created a little habitat in our jar. She is picking grass.

Examining the bugs. I have to admit, I also wanted to catch lightning bugs, because I wanted to try to snap some cool pics of the bugs as they lit. But two things, lightning bugs aren't easy to photograph. Number two, they don't seem to glow quite as much when they are stuck in a jar that smells of salad dressing remnants.

Reluctantly posing when asked by Mom.

Letting them go.

As I write this, in my backyard there is a light show. I tried to take pics but they didn't turn out, and plus I was all sorts of Silence of the Lambs, infrared light, creeped out being in the pitch dark. Maybe this happens in every back yard, but literally, the lightning bugs are twinkling like Christmas lights on a tree. Too beautiful.

Lately

2010-06-06T22:07:00.007-05:00

Summertime, and the living is easy. Well, not easy, but fun, sweet, ornery, and awfully hot so far. I have some pictures from Day Out with Thomas that I will post soon. In the meantime, check out Joseph @ The Baldwin City Signal.

Painting outside
Chickens are growing well. Although, tonight David caught two owls sitting on the chicken coop roof, so who knows.?.

Entertaining the kids at the sink, so I can struggle through cooking dinner. The mess created usually consumes mucho time.

Finally, SurPRisE, a third little Toland is due this holiday season!

For PEte's Sake

2010-04-23T22:37:00.013-05:00

I started this post back on April 23rd, but you see, I have developed this awful, awful habit. When I start the bedtime routine for the kids I have these lofty aspirations of folding clothes, washing dinner dishes, scrubbing floors, but about thirty minutes into the routine, it is all I can do to keep from falling asleep. I either end up asleep with Joe, or I come downstairs, start watching TV just to decompress from bedtime battles, and I am out like a light. The worst part of the habit, is when David gets home around 1 am or 1:30 am, I scramble to wake up, and clean something. Because I know when the kids are awake I feel guilty not playing with them, or it seems so hard to just break away from them and put away folded clothes. Or Joe likes to conduct my cleaning of his room, and it becomes a battle. After some barely productive cleaning, it takes me about 1-2 hours to fall back asleep. That being said I will leave you with these pics, so I can go try to fall asleep. These pics are of the chicken coop (obviously) when the initial batch of chickens were first acclimated. Yes, I said first batch, for various and mysterious reasons we are on our third batch of chickens. I guess, that is why they are $1.50 a piece.?.

Sometimes, when he is being silly, my Dad makes this face.

David worked really hard, I helped hang like maybe two sections of chicken wire. He did it all!

Spoiled

2010-04-02T22:21:00.003-05:00

Funny, life never turns out like you plan. Good Friday is one of my favorite days. I think that is because my Mom always made Good Friday special, where all of us girls would go out to eat lunch, or some special errand where we were all together. I have begun a tradition of a nice family lunch/brunch and spending the afternoon coloring eggs, because a) David works Friday night and b) I work the weekend and miss Easter.

It just so happens one of my annual checkups fell on Good Friday. Bummer. This being the case I started making lunch yesterday, so that a) I wouldn't fell rushed to get home and cook, and b) we would eat before 3pm. Brisket was in the oven at 4 am this morning, salad was ready in the fridge, I just needed to come home and whip up some mashed potatoes, and I could make cupcakes while we dye eggs.

While I am in the shower this morning, the power goes out. Other than ice storms, when the power goes out, it flickers back on within a few minutes. Not the case today. Crap, brisket in the oven, and I hope my loaded refrigerator stays cool. But, OK, I am relieved to leave David at home with two kids and no electricity while I begrudgingly head to my appointment. Because, surely, power will be restored to the Toland home as soon as possible.

Once home from my appointment, (gasp) our home is still in the dark, and my brisket is in a tepid oven, and my salad and hard boiled eggs, well, I didn't check because I didn't want any cold air escaping the fridge. Oh yeah, no mashed potatoes, because of my electric stove. I grew up with gas stoves, and I miss them dearly. Executive decision, pack up the kids and go out to eat. We dined at Granny's Chicken Ranch (at Legends), it was decent and hit the spot. With much anticipation, we headed back home. Groan, no power. So Charlotte and I took a nap, and Joe played in his room (yes, I know mother of the year, I napped in his room while he played). When I awoke, (awoke, sounds like a fairy tale, right?) I needed a plan. Still no power, so I called my Dad, to see if maybe we could crash at his house. But he offers to bring out a generator. I guess much of our little town, especially the bigger businesses were without power, and power was not expected until late tonight. Boy, it sure is a daunting feeling to be so reliant on electricity, and in an instance, (when you are most humbled, wet and naked in the shower) Mother Nature decides to turn off the switch.

Anyway, plan is generator. After my Dad hustles to load the generator, gas, power cords and power strip outlets, and he is on his way, the rush of the central air fills the house, the oven lights up and almost every light in the house. Well, "Dad, since you were on your way, why don't you just come over for dinner?" My brother Michael, happened to be with him. I finished the brisket, whipped up some mashed potatoes, simultaneously dyed eggs with the kids. Michael and my Dad entertained the kids, and helped out with dinner. Joe played outside with Michael until dark. Something I never do, because I always feel like I need to clean the kitchen, bathe everyone, finish laundry, clean their rooms, you name it. While I washed dishes, I visited with my Dad while he and Charlotte watched Joe and Michael outside. Maybe not like what I planned, but a good Easter Friday none the less.

Happy Easter!

HOw Time FLieS

2010-03-30T16:23:00.010-05:00

I am not sure the day that these chicks hatched, but this is the morning of March 18. We received the chicks March 17. Taken at night on March 22, hence the light of the heat lamp. So, at this point - about a week that the chicks have taken up residence. Note, they love to perch.

Awkward, and not cute. We'll name this one Grumpy.

Kind of cute and endearing.

Taken today. U-G-L-Y, you ain't got no alibi. But one day they will be beautiful hens. The yellowish gold hens, called Buff Orrpingtons, are my favorite. My Dad says not to name them, but I am going to name the Buff ones.

Playgroup and socialization, so that we can hold them when they are full grown.

Two posts in 24 hours, what the heck?

Split Ends

2010-03-29T21:48:00.004-05:00

Last Wednesday, I decided that it was time for Charlotte to have her first official hair cut. Obviously, Charlotte did not agree. This was my first and only attempt at a "before" picture. Moment captured!
Jessica, the stylist, sat Charlotte on her lap while she cut her hair, and I knelt in front of Charlotte trying to comfort her and hold her attention. Someone walked over to us and gave Charlotte some Skittles to try to calm her down. She willingly ate the Skittles, but continued to scream and cry with hot tears, lots of snot, and Skittle colored slobber pouring out of her mouth as she cried. A site to be seen, that I wished I could have photographed. But I opted to comfort my daughter as opposed to memorialize this meltdown.

The stylist offered to take "after" pictures. Charlotte was either clinging to me or trying to climb up me and escape.

Kind of funny, one side of her hair flips out and the other side turns under nicely. Just like my hair.

Expecting

2010-03-19T21:33:00.017-05:00

Logging into blogger for the first time in a month and half, I just realized this is my 200th post. How exciting. I have been taking pictures, as you can see from the Valentine cookies below, I have just been too lazy to post. I am no busier than any stay at home/work the entire weekend mom, it is just these kids are exhausting.
Joe passing out cookies on Valentines day. He can be so serious, and he can be soooo....

sociable, and he can be sooooo...

ornery! Look at his shirt closely, maybe a tad trashy and/or inappropriate, but isn't it funny to see some toe headed boy with glasses and dimples wearing a shirt that says "Lock up your DAUGHTERS".

Joe and I both celebrated birthdays since the last post. This is one of only two shots that I was able to snap of Joe. I was busy. It is always busy cooking for 15-20 people. But for some reason I thrive on cooking and entertaining. I love to have parties!?! Not the boozy, get smashed parties, but the few beers, good food, good music, your house is clean and smells good party. Oh, and you just hung your new chandelier party. They are the best.

My birthday feels more special now that I have children. I hope that comment doesn't insult anyone, but I just feel that celebrating being alive, is celebrating them being alive. I went to a conference on my birthday, and while it was motivating for work (I need all the motivation I can get), I desperately missed Joe and Charlotte.

Cupcakes from Babycakes. I plan to take Joe and Charlotte there a few times this summer for random treats. I have to say the dreamsicle cupcake was my favorite.

A decent family picture. At least of David and I.

I love this picture. Look at Charlottes's sweet face. This was the third attempt at this picture.

Now for some big news. I didn't expect them quite so soon, but eight baby chicks arrived at our house on Wednesday. We didn't plan on eight chickens, we planned on 3-5. I planned on 3, and David planned on 5. My dad bought us 8, thinking a few might die. Well, they are eight strong, and my dad says if they have made it this far, most likely they are here to stay.

They are beginning to feather, but are still mostly down. I think we have maybe 2 weeks maximum of the cute stage, then they enter the very awkward pullet stage. Joe and Charlotte love them. Joe calls them his baby chicks, and Charlotte tries to hold them, she is not afraid. Hopefully, more pictures to come, and one day a post on the progression of the chicken coop. It is still in the tidying up phase. I can't wait to cook with home grown eggs. Now, all I need is a dairy cow for some organic milk.

Then I can make true homemade, organic ice cream. I am on an ice cream kick right now. The possibilities are endless.

If you make this, your kids will eat...

2010-02-05T16:36:00.010-06:00

That's a pret-ty big claim. In reality, I don't know if your kids will eat this, but my two loved it. In fact, Joe was sneaking bites of it. I will show you in a few pictures.

To copy all of my friends, Friday night has become pizza night. It sure makes Friday nights easy for me to have the meal already planned. I like easy Fridays because I am essentially gone the next two days working. Fridays are my Sunday. I really don't like in my kickboxing class when the instructor excitedly exclaims that "it's Friday", I just can't identify with that.
For a year or so now, David has been purchasing bluebird houses to place around the yard. Meanwhile, I have never seen a bluebird ever, especially in our yard. Well, low and behold, the other day I was standing at the kitchen sink, doing guess what? And a speck of blue caught my eye. My photos do not justify their blue, but trust me these were bluebirds. Look at the entry post on the fence.

Pigtails are funny!

Now, last night I made this purple velvet torte, aka, beet and chocolate torte. Definetly, a far cry from anything I have ever baked . For the sweetener I used agave nectar, and for the oil, grapeseed oil. Sometimes, I get frisky in the kitchen. Check out Elana's pantry for this recipe and others, like, vegan chocolate cupcakes. If any one would like to share your ideas, thoughts and info on vegan cooking and gluten free foods, please share. I am very interested in this way of eating and nourishment, but am a little scared and skeptical to take the plunge. I have always been a meat and potato girl at heart.

Charlotte was digging the beet cake. Well, really she was shoveling. She ate her piece in about two bites! Just like her mother.

Now, before I go gluten free, I need to go hide the bacon (turkey) I just cooked (before David and Joe eat it all). I have been dying to make these peanut butter bacon cookies, and I need to know what I will be missing. Yes, I said peanut butter bacon cookies.

Tipsy Blogging

2010-01-28T22:20:00.003-06:00

To all the picture perfect blogs in the world, who want everyone to think their life is perfect, well, guess what? Perfect is boring. My life is far from boring. But what I am actually trying to say is my life is sooooo far from perfect.

My heart hurts daily. Maybe, just maybe, you have noticed a decline in posts in the last 8 months. Well, its hard to post when I feel broken. Instead, I have poured myself into exercising (focusing on me), and focusing on my kids and our health (basically cooking more healthful meals). There is so much to say, but I don't even know where to start. Maybe this chaotic post will keep any readers I have left checking back over the next few weeks to see if I post again.

Can I just say one thing I have learned in my 28th year of life, "do not follow your heart, but LISTEN to your gut", and that is an original quote!

Thanksgiving to Last Week

2010-01-06T15:24:00.029-06:00

Pictures only!

Guess what? I learned how to even out the spaces between my pictures when posting. It's a new year people. A new year!

Mild Winter

2009-12-18T16:50:00.009-06:00

My favorite Christmas present of all time. When Joseph started preschool, one of the aspects I was excited about was the handmade presents for the moms. I have received two or three items with his handprint, but this little tree was wrapped, and framed with a beautiful teal and orange color pairing. I absolutely adore it.

Wanted to share this yummy smoothie. It's called Banana Nut Winter Smoothie. The recipe calls for vanilla yogurt, but I love using plain yogurt with honey added for sweetness. Plain yogurt just has a tang.
And when freezing your bananas, take the peel off first. In case you can't read the recipe, here it is:

1 frozen banana

1 cup vanilla or plain yogurt

1/4 cup chopped walnuts (love this part)

1 tsp honey (optional)

1/2 tsp cinnamon

1/8 tsp nutmeg

Blend in a blender!

Holiday baking and festivities begin next week, and I am very excited. Plus, I am contemplating tackling this Jolly Elves craft, but I will probably flake out. It would mean buying a hot glue gun, because I don't have one. I found the idea at WHATEVER, which is a blog that I go to daily, and she has lots of fun holiday activities to do with kids. Although her kids are older than mine and most of my peers, her blog is oozing inspiration.

Enjoy your weekend!

Whew

2009-12-04T22:16:00.008-06:00

I just noticed that the date of my last entry was November 18, I didn't want to go that long without posting. But working the holiday, family functions and organizing the preschool Christmas party kept me occupied.

I feel a sense of relief now that the Christmas party is over. I had fun preparing for it, but planning it was a little stressful. I wasn't quite sure what was required of me - a lot of trial by fire. I was afraid the other Language Lane families would come after me with pitchforks and sickles if Santa didn't show, or if the ballons were flat by the time of the party, or if 400 candy canes weren't enough, or if Santa didn't have a real beard. But whew, rest assured that everything went fine.

Here are some pictures from that night.

David came in the middle of his shift to watch. Here, Joe is watching the older class.

Mr. and Mrs Claus were awesome. They enjoying dining at Cheeseburger in Paradise, so I gifted them with a gift card as a thank you.

I had to coax Joe off of Santa's lap he was loving it.

Now it's time for oven pizza and watching my favorite Christmas movie: ELF!

Angel Sugar Cookies Rock

2009-11-18T16:43:00.005-06:00

Totally snarfing on PW's Angel Sugar Cookies. I have eaten too, too many, please send help. Oh wait I don't need help, someone has sent an angel. An angel in Thomas the Train couture and a teal tutu.

I might be experimenting with uploading photos on the blog. So do not be alarmed with the crazy proportions.

Representing KC

2009-11-17T22:09:00.004-06:00

A total surprise to me, Monday morning my husband vaguely suggests that I find a babysitter. I am thinking oh yeah right, because we rarely go anywhere and with Dave Ramsey in our lives, it is sacrilege to spend money.

An hour later he proclaims that two tickets will be waiting at the front entrance to the Unity Temple to see P-Dub. I have been a devoted reader of Confessions of a Pioneer Woman for over a year. Have you all read Black Heels to Tractor Heels? I stumbled upon that the first day I found her blog and spent the next 48 hours glued to the computer screen.

Why the scowl Ryanne? Well, I was trying to be silly, because I knew David was trying to take a picture, but I felt really bad for this girl standing in line next to me who forgot her camera. Oh wait, that wasn't some girl, that was me. I freaking forgot my camera. I never do anything like this and I forgot the dadgum camera. So all of these pics were taken with Dave's camera phone.

Did you know that Ree's cookbook hit the New York Time's best seller list? Well, you do now! This fuzzy snapshot was taken at about 11:35 at night. We were one of the last fifteen people there. Poor Ree, she had had another signing that day, and I know she had to be exhausted. But she kept right on trucking like a pro. I had hoped to stand out, and that she would remark how clever and witty I was, and ask to read my charming blog. But I think she probably thought I was crazy, because I proceeded to tell her that I cook from her blog probably 3-4 times a week, read it daily and sometimes it is pulled up on the computer all day, which is really just me either cooking all day, making a grocery list, and/or reviewing future recipes.

Anyway, we had such a relaxing/fun night. After Ree's interview with Vivenne from Rainy Day books, David and I went to dinner because it was several hours before my number would be called for the signing. And it was fun to watch Marlboro Man and their two boys at the signing. Her boys were a tad bit rambunctious, but they were just being boys, and I loved it because it just made her more real and down to earth.

I am now wondering if I should just take my camera everywhere with me, like I take my phone or my wallet...dum dum dum

in 2008

2009-11-16T15:21:00.004-06:00

I snapped this photo one year ago today - it is Charlotte with my sister Shelbe.

Today, on this date in 2009, David and I are going to see Pioneer Woman! I can't wait. Oh yeah, and I get her new cookbook. Can't wait for that either! Now I need to go wash my hair and shower so I don't stink when I meet Ree. I think I am going to wear my cowboy boots, and borrow a trendy sweater from my sister.

Gorgeous

2009-11-06T16:02:00.003-06:00

Today was as beautiful inside as it was outside. Do you know those days where you don't have a care in the world? Well, my day wasn't carefree, but my worries were "in check" if you will, and I was semi-productive. David had FOP meetings through the day so it was just me and the chittlins. I scurried to Wally world before David left for his meetings, just to get diapers, cat food, and some of the cheaper dry goods vs. say cereal at the grocery store where the price is hiked up $2-3. I bought the kids a cinnamon roll and bear claw, something I do about 3-4 times a year. Came home, fed them breakfast, everyone got dressed and headed to the Y, where I take my kickboxing class, that I absolutely love, and really deserves it's own post one day.
Talk about a total body workout, that is as fun as it is good for you. Sometimes I think Cindy, the instructor picks on me, she really pushes me. Today over her microphone she commented, "somebody came to work hard today", and I did! I was punching the bag across the room, and my arms were on fire.
After kickboxing, I treated the kids at the coffee shop. I only go to the coffee shop on the days that David works all day and it is just me and the kids. I justify needing the caffeine, and Joe really loves sitting on the stool at the bar. Joe likes the Italian soda and I usually partake in the Blushing Zebra.
We took our treats to the grocery store, where the kids were so good. Joe just walked along with the cart and Charlotte sitting inside. Of course, he was handsy, but I tried to keep him busy looking for items on the list. Then I locked my keys and the kids in the car, had a brief, "oh my Lord" moment then Joseph willingly climbed to the front of the car, and unlocked it.
We came home, fixed turkey sandwiches, and I labored over a pot roast. David came home early from his meetings, which was a nice surprise. I folded some laundry, started packing a suitcase, because the kids and I are staying at my mom's tonight, so she can watch the kids tomorrow while David and I work.
The kids went down for naps. David and I snoozed in the chair and couch, respectively, and I elevated my left foot. My heel hurts like the dickens. The pain is a cross between a bruise feeling and a burn. Does anyone know what this might be? Is it plantar fascitis (help with spelling)?
Now I need to finish packing up the car, and the kids. The pot roast smells awesome through the house. Since being on the Total Money Makeover, I haven't bought any candles. I have found myself baking and cooking to make the house smell good. Pot roast canlde anyone?
Anyway, today was just one of those perfect days. Life is good! Then I work tomorrow...hehehehe!

Amnesia

2009-11-03T16:53:00.009-06:00

I don't know if I can remember everything we've been doing but I do know that about 8:30 every night I am pretty tired.
Here we are at Kerby Farms pumpkin patch for the preschool Fall party.

Language Lane was supposed to have a costume party down the main street in Bonner, but it rained the whole day. So they improvised and held other activities at the school. The program and parade were sweet and charming none the less.

Joseph taking his turn and telling everyone he was a "police oppicer"

Patiently waiting for a cookie.

Eating a cookie. Do you find my narration helpful?

The future chicken coop. To be expanded upon at a later date.

David and I have started the Dave Ramsey Total Money Makeover, and have been at it about a month and a half. Although it seems longer. So Christmas shopping, and the holiday season ought to be fun this year. This year I might actually budget and follow a plan more closely. I refuse to "get behind" this year because of Christmas. The pressure to spend and give useless gifts is unbelievable and ruins Christmas for me. I always feel so guilty. Arghhhhhhhhhhh. But not this year. It's going to be simple. Right, simple?

MIA on Halloween

2009-11-03T16:15:00.008-06:00

This year I worked Halloween. Of course I didn't want to work, but neither did the twenty other mom's who worked Halloween, so I didn't attempt to take PTO. Luckily David took off the day, and was able to participate in the festivities.

Now, I am almost didn't want to post about Halloween. I had a costume for Charlotte, that a friend loaned me and used for her little girl a two years ago. Well, being the organized mom that you all know I am, I never put the costume on Charlotte until Halloween night. Surprise, surprise, the costume didn't fit, as evidenced by the pictures below. So to appease me, David poured Charlotte into the jumpsuit for picture sake, but obviously wouldn't keep her in it all night. The poor guy called me at work to warn me that it didn't fit, and she wouldn't be able to wear it. She is supposed to be a prisoner.

And Joseph is a cop. I have never seen such a happy policeman. By the way, I must give credit where credit is due. The big brother/cop and little sister/inmate costumes and idea were Josie O's idea. I am just a copycat.

Now this picture breaks my heart, because I wasted a perfect opportunity and once in a lifetime chance to do something cute with Charlotte. She will never be this age again. She looks so pitiful in the background at the door watching her brother enjoy the Halloween night and the attention. Meanwhile she stares longingly outside. One day she will look at this picture and think, my mama didn't love me.

Look at the small pumpkin. I botched cutting the top off and decided to make him into a pirate. Are you jealous of my creativity? Yup, I thought so.

So Sowwy...

2009-11-03T14:48:00.002-06:00

I want to apologize to anyone who still reads this blog. I want to say I am sorry, sorry for leaving up a picture of Kraft macaroni cheese for as long as I did. When I posted that silly post, I thought to myself, oh it won't be up that long, I'll post something cute of the kids later today or maybe the next. But oh no, I think it has been a week now. So right after I pop some kettle korn and pick Joe up from preschool, I will come back and post something else. Anything but mac n'n cheese.

the Health Conscious Mother

2009-10-26T14:08:00.002-05:00

I felt guilty about eating Kraft macaroni and cheese. So being the health focused (or lazy, you choose) mother that I am, I added chopped raw spinach. Get out your recipe cards!

Recently

2009-10-23T21:40:00.003-05:00

Obviously, these pictures were not taken today, today was too cold, windy and wet, but about two to three weeks ago. Since then Charlotte has started walking. I purposefully took these of her outside because a) for once she didn't have food in her hair b) I have only half the pictures of her that I have of Joe, and she is growing soooo fast. She is sweet, loving, affectionate, assertive, sassy, innocently ornery and loves her mom, dad and big brother.

70% of the time it is entertaining to watch them play together. Really, Joseph plays in an organized manner and Charlotte mimics and plays around Joseph. Surprisingly, the majority of the time Joseph takes the initiative and includes her in his play and/or narrates for her, explaining what he is doing. Oh yeah, the other 30% of playtime, he is taking away whatever toy she is playing with, and she starts squawking and raising a raucous.

Pumpkin Eater

2009-10-20T14:10:00.004-05:00

In the midst of my pumpkin cooking frenzy this morning, Joseph calls me outside to look at the leaf he found in the yard. I just thought this picture was funny.
The real reason I am posting is because I want to share my new favorite cooking or baking blog. Has anyone visited Joy the Baker?

I have always thought Kettle Korn was a big mystery and could only be eaten at carnivals, ball games and the City Market. Well, not any more my friends. Joy has shown me the way to homemade Kettle Korn and it is tried and true.

These here heavenly pumpkin spice pancakes are to die for. I finally made them this morning, and I was not disappointed. I even made two batches, which I usually do not do.

I don't know if she goes into homemade whip cream. Probably somewhere on her site, but I haven't found it. But just a quick tutorial for those of you who have never made it and want to give it a go.

Homemade whipping cream

1cup of heavy whipping cream

1-3tablespoons of white sugar (depending on how sweet you like it)

Beat on a high speed with a whisking attachment for about 5 minutes, until stiff peaks start to form. Now, you can spice up your cream, add some vanilla extract, or I have used cinnamon, and I have used pupmkin pie spice. David really liked the pumpkin spice cream, but lately I have just opted for 1 tablespoon of sugar - just enough to lightly sweeten.

So check out Joy's blog. I think she'll have lots of holiday inspiration.

No Half Assin'

2009-10-18T20:15:00.012-05:00

My goal over the last 3 1/2 months has come and gone. It was so much better than I prepared myself for. When I say better, I mean I ran better than I thought I could, the pain wasn't quite as bad as I thought, and it was just plain fun. I smiled miles 0-12, but after mile 12 there was no smiling. How can you slow down in the last mile? My official time was 2:19:34, but I promise you, that I waited in the mile 4 port-a-potty line for at least 7 minutes. Anyway, in my previous post I stated that this would be my last half marathon - scratch that. I love hearing the national anthem. I want to thank my Mom for letting me borrow her running pants, and Josie for letting me borrow her pink dry fit shirt and ear warmer. The pink and black made me feel sassy.

Fussing with my ipod. I attach it to my sports bra and tuck the wires so that they don't pull.

I was running.

David said the sweetest thing, after I saw my average mile time, I was briefly disappointed, he told me, "well, I thought you looked fast" in a very convincing manner.

Skip to after the finish. At this point, I remembering thinking, I can't believe I just ran 13.1 miles.

My Mom and sisters met me at several different points along the course to cheer me on, and my Mom ran with me several times. It was such a motivator. My sisters can be so loud.

David was awesome, he met me at several different spots too. It was kind of weird, because I would just be running along, and every time I saw him, he was just right there. He always seemed to put himself in a good place.

My medal. I wore it most of the day. It felt so good to set a goal and finish. You know, other than human reproduction!

Next up PsychoWyco!

Squeaky Knees and Squeaky Shoes

2009-10-14T22:48:00.003-05:00

Still no pictures. David is holding the camera hostage. So, just ramblings. In two days, a little over 48 hours I will be in the midsts of running my first and last half-marathon. I am not sure my knees will be up for any more 13 mile challenges after this one. In fact, I conferenced with my knees tonight in a hot bath, and while they are not sore at this very moment, they are petrified of feeling petrified in the middle of the race. All joking and knee jerking aside, while I am nervous about knee pain during the race (it's more like a run for me, rather than a race), it feels so good to have set a goal over 3 months ago, busted my butt running and exercising, and to be on the verge of completion. Other than reproducing and carrying babies, it has been a long time since I have followed through with anything. And well, the babies, I really couldn't just quit in the middle.

Speaking of babies, my little Charlotte is walking. And, walking a lot. She loves it. She especially loves to wear her squeaky shoes. Josie, she fussed and cried at me tonight when I took them off. Hee-larious!

So, I am excited, just a wee bit scared. But hopefully my Friday night dinner/carb load at Garozzo's along with a glass or two or three of red wine will numb my wits and relax me. Here's to hoping.

Blah, Blah, Blah

2009-10-07T22:47:00.002-05:00

I am sure I have used this title before - for a post where I make tons of excuses for not posting. I am holding up my left hand in the shape of an L right now. Between working extra, I worked a sixty hour week two weeks ago, training for my half-marathon (which has slackened), making time for family, trying to clean (sort-of), and trying to go to bed earlier no matter what the house looks like, preschool activities, and carting the kids around town so that I can work more, blogging has fallen by the wayside. But yesterday I baked something and took pictures, so that I could share it with fellow pumpkin eaters. And today I took some pics of the kids playing outside, because they were just too cute playing side by side. So please bare with my unorganized soul and do not abandon the Dotte, for I will post something decent soon.

"We Gotta Go Downtown"

2009-09-18T12:37:00.005-05:00

"We gotta go downtown" is what Joe kept repeating this morning as we scurried out the door at a last moments notice to pick up his new glasses.

But answer one question, how does a three year old know that these are the right glasses for his eyes? And how will he articulate that to his mother?