"Enjoy the little things, for one day you may look back and realize they were the big things."

Thursday, August 26, 2010


We have this fantastic wheat field less than a block from our house. It's a little pokey, but otherwise perfect for pictures.

I'm lamenting that I don't have a better camera, but I still love how some of these turned out.

Since Ellorie got those darling pictures taken last month, so I have to get some of the other kids to go on the walls. I'm having a hard time choosing. I'm excited to get them printed and framed.

Here are a few of the boys:

This one was an accident, but it's one of my favorites:

Mason is such a good big brother!

Wednesday, August 25, 2010

Rylan 7.5 months old

Whoops. I missed Rylan's 7 month mark, and now he's almost 8 months old! It just goes by too quickly. Where did my tiny baby go? Suddenly I have a near-toddler on my hands. He's learning new tricks every day. He keeps us constantly entertained. Such a sweet boy.

Today he said a new word, "baby" sounds more like "baybay". Too cute.

He love to chase balls around the house. And chew/suck on everything. He has no teeth yet, but they are in the works for sure.

He is extremely wary of strangers now, and is becoming quite clingy to me when anyone new is around.

He loves baby food, but not the veggies. He actually dry heaves when I give him greens. He loves all fruit though. Exactly opposite of Mason at his age. Although I found a picture of Mason today when he was about 8 months and he looked EXACTLY like Rylan.

He has so much personality and keeps us smiling and laughing all day long. He is crawling like a maniac and will no doubt be an early walker like his brother. Watch out world!

Mason age 8.75 years

I'm feeling old this week as I contemplate a new year of school approaching.

I can't believe that my baby boy is now closer to 9 than 8.

I can't believe that my baby boy is going to be in third grade.

(I swear I thought I was a grown-up in third grade. I remember it like it was yesterday.)

I can't believe he will be all grown up in just another *almost* 9 years.

I can't believe that school starts in exactly one week.

So I took some pictures of my baby boy today. Who is no longer a baby, but who will always be my baby boy. Just don't tell him I told you that...

Averie, age 3.25 years

I'm afraid Averie has inherited my inability to smile in a natural and normal way for the camera.

You know those people that have the exact same, perfect smile in every single shot?

We are not those people.

I'm not saying we aren't cute. I'm just saying that taking a decent picture takes great effort for "special" folks like us.

I do love this one though:

She absolutely refuses to look directly into the camera unless tricked into doing so. I took almost a hundred shots of her to get these few.

This is the child that I took to the Target portrait studio THREE times to get her one year photos taken, and all three times they could not get ONE decent photo. The first two times they gave me a gift certificate for another time. The third time we settled for her hugging me and sorta looking over my shoulder in the general direction of the camera. It was a nightmare, so she hasn't been back to any kind of portrait studio ever since.

I thought she had outgrown her aversion to cameras. Nope. Not her thing. Good thing she's so stinkin' cute. I'm glad we got a few decent shots. I need to take pictures with her more often. She had a fun time, despite my constant nagging her to look at the camera. Her favorite part was twirling in the hay.

It was a really beautiful day.

Monday, August 23, 2010

Blendy Blendy

We purchased a Vitamix for our 11th anniversary last week.

The 11th anniversary is traditionally the year of the blender, didn't you know?

(Not really, I jest.)

You may think this is an unusual choice of a gift for celebrating 11 years of wedded bliss, but let me assure you, this is no ordinary blender. It is an all purpose blending machine with a motor that race car enthusiasts drool over. This baby goes 0-250 mph in one second flat. No kidding! It can boil cold water in 7 minutes. It can turn regular sugar to powdered sugar in seconds. It can grind wheat. It grinds all the gritty tough skins, seeds, and bulk into a smooth-as-silk puree. It can make ice cubed into fluffy snow. It blends, chops, minces, processes, purees, and folds the laundry. I've wanted one for ten years, and now, my wait is over.

We may or may not have taken the blending to an unhealthy, no let's say healthy, extreme in the last three days. And when I say "WE" I really do mean it. The whole family is on the Vitamix wagon. Brandon has used it as much as I have. The kids pour over the cookbook and beg for all the blendy recipes with the pretty pictures. Even Rylan is loving the baby food.

So far we have made the following. (Let me reiterate, we have used the thing for 3 days.):

Avocado Tortilla Soup (Hot soup in 4 minutes from scratch.)

- Strawberry Sorbet

- Strawberry Banana Smoothies

- Pear and Banana baby food

- Green smoothies, multiple times (No more chunks of kale - Hooray!)

- Harvest Cheddar Soup (Made with apples, carrots, celery, potatoes, onions, and cheese)

-Cheesy Jalapeno Alfredo sauce (To eat on green beans and to dip chips.)

Whole Wheat Blueberry Muffins (wheat was ground and batter was made in the blender.)

Baked Macaroni and Cheese, and the bread crumb topping. (Everything but the noodles made in the machine.)

- Chocolate Ice Cream/Shakes

- Peanut Butter, made just from peanuts

I probably forgot some.

Yeah, we're obsessed.

But we're having a criminal amount of fun.

Tuesday, August 17, 2010

Butterflies, Birds, and Bling

I'm anticipating the day (in the distant future) when our basement is finished and the television can leave my living room space forever. I'm not a big fan of the tv in the front room. We took it downstairs once to see how it fit and such, and the upstairs wall looked pretty naked. So I've been thinking about what to hang there. It's kind of an awkward spot for paintings or photos.

I stumbled upon some clearance vinyl the other day and found these beauties for a few dollars at Shopko.

A little ostentatious? Maybe. But the good news is, if I get sick of it in a few weeks, I can just peel it off the wall and no harm done. {Except for the fact that it is now blogged and there is a permanent record in cyberspace.}

Uh, the problem was, however, that the wall in question is really tall. And I am really not. And there are stairs below the wall. And we do not own a Little Giant Ladder system
(much to the continual dismay of Mason. It's his favorite infomercial, after all.)

And so I climbed the wall. Well, more technically the counter, fridge, and then wall. Ellorie was afraid for my life. Mason took pictures for posterity, just in case the worst should happen. And looking at the pictures, It felt like I was in much greater peril than I actually was. I'm not great with heights. Anyhoo, the point is I risked life and limb to attach the aforementioned "bling" to the wall.

So lie to me. Tell me you love it. Brandon raised an eyebrow, but has nothing terrible to say about it. So it stays for now. I love it, so I guess that's what matters.

Oh yeah, and there are also dandelions in the bathroom.

And a few more birdies and butterflies in the girls room.

And there may or may not be a little somethin' somethin' in the hallway.

Horrible pictures. The flash wasn't working out for me. They look much better than this. But you get the general idea.

Minor decorating bug fulfilled for the moment.