Thursday, March 15, 2012

Hello friend...



Wow. It has been almost a year since I posted last. What have I been, busy or something?

Due to popular demand (ha), I am dusting off the old blog.

We are alive and well, sometimes barely, but we are! Cal switched to part-time law school this last year and works in Tampa videoing depositions for a media company. It is VERY busy to say the least.


And very entertaining with these four monkeys. More to come...

Saturday, April 16, 2011

Gator Hunting

Well, the lack of camera and the lack of energy has left me with a giant hole in my blogging dates. Camera back in hand and good weather= fun outings!

Spencer is the only cub scout in our area, so we drive 20 min to a neighboring ward to join their troop. Just down the street from the meetinghouse is this amazing lake and we stop often. We've seen gators all but one time (in the winter). Also sighted: turtles, fish, snakes and birds of many species. Of course, the gators are the favorite.



Gazing at gators!


Our friend Josh Michaelson in UT sent us Flat Stanley to visit with us in FL. He specifically requested that Flat Stanley see some alligators. Josh, I hope you don't mind we let Stanley get a little close to the gators. Here's the proof to show your class:

Flat Stanley and the baby gators


Flat Stanley and the Mama Gator

The Gator Hut


The cute baby incognito

Four fascinated boys.
Are these all mine?


Must we have a photo taken sitting down, Mom??



Favorite photo of the day:
Look! I see another one!


And no, we are not scared of the alligators. Even though we've seen netflix documentaries on the powerful jaw comparisons between the alligator and the crocodile. (The croc is stronger, can leap higher, and has a faster reflex- in case you wanted to know). Technically these gators can wander up the banks right onto the shore and onto the road or the trail. However we have never seen it, or met anyone that has. They are fairly small considering and with the wildlife aplenty around them, they don't seem short on food. I figure, if the duck was comfortable swimming around the gator's head, we are plenty safe on the platform.

These alligators would know, however, if my boys would be tasty or not because no matter what 'gator manners' I try to teach them, they always end up trying to spit on them in the water. Sigh. Does that count as feeding or molesting? (See sign in above pic). Oh the debates we've had over that one. "Spit is not food so we're not feeding them, and spit is like rain and it rains all the time on alligators, so we're not bothering them!"
The answer is still 'NO.'
Creative arguments, though!

Grant giving Evan a speedy ride back to the car- so fast they're a blur.

We're always glad we stopped here!

Beach Night FHE

Last week we took a break and went to the beach for FHE. It was a much needed break- Cal has been living at the law library working on a project, and things will pick up again as finals approach. So we escaped to the beach for a night off together. We found a new favorite spot in a more residential area. It was so peaceful and beautiful! The water was clear and perfect. Ahhhh!

I can't believe we live here.
I also can't believe we're students back in school again.
But I can't believe we live HERE!!!





Evan just turned 1 year! We tried to do a photo shoot with him- we even found this cool green chair sitting on the beach. Alas, he would not sit still for a millisecond. He is the most delicious baby.

Evan tasting his first face-plant in sea water. Salty!

Now that he can walk everywhere, Evan was charging the beach. He's keeping up with Dal, who is a regular beach bum. He loves challenging the waves. I sense surfing in his future.
Below: Grant trying to dig to China

The 'Pink Palace' in the background.



The boys and their dad jumping the waves.

I was trying to capture all the boys at once- Evan walking and the others playing. Such a fun group of boys.


Their sand masterpiece. Great team effort!

I'm just saying,
If we HAVE to be back in school...

maybe I don't have so many complaints.


Trip to law school? Like a million dollars.
Trip to the beach? Priceless.

(and free when you park after 5pm. We are students, after all).

Sunday, December 19, 2010

The Best Primary Christmas Program EVER


Today was finally the day of our Primary Program in our little branch at church. What preparation went into it! When we moved in, the primary program had been delayed indefinitely. And honestly, who can do a program with a few kids? Long story short, we ended up doing one after all and the only open Sunday was Dec. 19th! The challenge was to have the approximately 10 Primary kids sing a few songs from the general program that they knew really well, and then tie it all up with a nice Christmas ribbon to make it festive. It was a tall order!

So I wrote a program. I had never done that before! Calvin wrote narration for it that tied the songs into a Christmas theme (the gift of prophets- Follow the Prophet, the gift of the Savior's love- I Know That My Savior Loves Me, etc). When I first learned that we would be doing the program the Sunday before Christmas I tried to cancel it! Seriously. Who needs added stress of trying to do a Primary Program the week before Christmas when there are already so many other things going on! But we have some pretty amazing people in this branch and despite crazy setbacks here and there, the program came together beautifully.

So today we had 9 beautiful children bearing their testimony in song, scripture parts, and talks (that they mostly wrote themselves). I was so proud of them! I prayed before we left this morning that the spirit would be there as the kids performed and that we would all feel the Savior's love, no matter how things turned out. I think it is safe to say that it was one of the MOST spirit-filled primary programs I have ever seen!

And while I initially thought it was CRAZY to try and tie a Christmas theme into the program, it turned out to be so sweet! The kids talked about the Holy Ghost, Joseph Smith and the Savior's love. When they finished it up by singing 'Away in a Manger' (with Calvin accompanying on the guitar), I had to fight my tears back- it was so tender! The Relief Society President could hardly make it through her closing prayer, she was so choked up.

We put a lot hours of preparation into this program. My friend in the primary even made amazing invitations to take to around to less active families to invite them to church and we spent 2 hrs on Sat driving the missionaries around to drop them off. It was a lot of work! So while I spent this last month wishing the program were over so I could focus on Christmas, it turns out that this program helped me focus on the true meaning of Christmas after all! And even though there were maybe 50 people in attendance today (including the primary kids), it was worth every bit of preparation to hear their testimonies and feel the Savior's love through these kids. What an unique experience we are having here in Gulfport, FL!

After the program we had a big party for the kids for the rest of church. (You get to be unconventional in a branch, ha ha). At the request of one of the kids, it was a birthday party for Jesus. :) We watched 'Joy to the World,' had snacks on a blanket, popped balloons w/messages, read a few Christmas stories, then had activity stations of decorating cupcakes, making thank yous to people in the branch, writing letters to missionaries, doing coloring pages, and decorating a 'sunday tote bag' they got as a gift from the primary. (Next year the stake is giving them their own paperback Books of Mormon and a red pencil for them to mark when they've 'red the Book of Mormon,' so we got bags for them to bring their scriptures in). It was exhausting, but so fun! My hat is off to my friend Jodie (who is attending night law school and has 3 kids!) for all the details that make everything come together.

Next year we'll have an entire year to prepare, and I'm pretty sure it won't be at Christmas time again, but I can say with confidence that it was

The Best Christmas Primary Program EVER!

Sunday, December 5, 2010

Picture This

I can hardly believe how fast times flies. It is already finals for Cal- 2 more days until we can finally relax together. I need a break just as much as Cal does! Luckily he has a few weeks off where we can soak up some family fun and relaxation. That is one benefit to being a student again! :) I'm trying to stay positive- my list of negative things is sort of long at the moment...

I have been busy, busy, busy. These days I feel like I am constantly running a marathon! When I look at myself in the mirror at night, exhausted AGAIN, I wonder HOW I could possibly get anything more done. Because there is always so much more. I think the secret (besides having your husband around) is being more efficient. Efficiency- where can I purchase you?

I have many mental pictures to share of late. They are merely mental however, because our camera finally turned over and died. I am still grieving. Then our Wii died, our gps, and our dvd player. No joke! Needless to say, I have taken many a mental picture... of Evan getting a ride in an empty diaper box around the house chauffered by his brothers, Dal practicing his letters or streaking naked through the house, Grant taking apart mechanical things and leaving screws and parts around the house, Spencer throwing his body around using amazing defenses against all things evil... many, many moments.

Without a camera, instead of capturing the visual, I've found myself listening more to the verbal communication (that could be talking or yelling or screaming or any other means- though generally I'm trying to block the noise besides conversation).

Here are some things we've been discussing lately:

According to Grant and the visiting teacher from England, to look upon the face of the queen brings certain death! I guess they were learning about England and Grant has decided he NEVER wants to go there. "They have like three hundred rules and if you even look at the queen in the eyes... (insert death sound here). " Then he says, "Mom, you could be a queen someday. But you wouldn't have so many rules, would you?" What are they teaching him in school?

Spencer has turned 9 and has really stepped up a few notches. On Fri night I met at the church with all 4 boys (finals means I am a single mom) for a Primary meeting. Our little branch is blossoming and growing in organization. When we moved in it went from 6 kids to 9 kids! Seriously! Anyway, my friend had her 3 kids as well (we make up 3/4 of the primary between us, ha ha), so we shooed them into the nursery during the meeting. It was utter chaos! Toys flying, kids screaming... oh my goodness. The Branch President went in to check on them after hearing a loud noise and came back with this report. Spencer and the girl his age were using the gospel art kit to teach the kids a lesson! For a few moments, all the kids were sitting on mats listening to him talk and draw on the board about Jesus. What a great kid. Then everyone went back to chaos and he put up his hands in defeat.

Another night he sensed how extremely overwhelmed and stressed I was and Dad was gone until late, so he started cleaning up the house! "Don't worry, Mom," he says. "You didn't get to sit all day so I"ll take care of everything." (He must hear me complain about not getting to sit down much). He cleared the table, loaded the dishwasher and swept the floor. He wanted to stay up later and "get this place spic and span," but eventually I made him go to bed. Grant said to me, "All we need to do is sort and organize. I can do that!" It just made me laugh at their sweet offers because Grant can't sort anything for the life of him, and Spencer usually complains and whines at having to unload the dishwasher! It was definitely one of those rewarding moments as a mom. Probably a once in a lifetime kinda of thing. :)

When he's not destroying boxes to build up his robot, he's reading, looking up science experiments, launching himself against the walls, or drawing. Spencer was invited to join the art club after school and he felt very privileged. It is the highlight of his week to be able to work extra on his art projects or try something new. He most definitely gets that all from his dad!

For his birthday, he got a little lego set and then he wanted a science experiment kit. Most of the reviews I read online were terrible and pricey. So instead I looked up 5 fun science experiments we could do at home, wrote them down, wrapped them up, and gave that to him for his birthday. He was SOOO excited! Just goes to show money can't buy everything. It's a good thing too 'cause being students again means we live on a tight budget! We've done 3 of the experiments so far: an exploding volcano, mentos and coke geyser, and magic cleaning of pennies. We do about one a week and I'm having a blast!

Grant is turning out to be be very interested in the way things work. We were hitting the ball outside the other day. Instead of a nice manly picture of him hitting the ball (since my camera is dead), the memory I have of that day is what he said WHILE playing ball. He kept hitting the plastic T instead of the ball and was frustrated. When I suggested he aim higher, and this was his very nerdy response: "Mom, it's just that the weight of the ball pulls down as it rolls forward when the bat hits it and gravity (something something something, didn't quite get what he was saying), and THAT is why it rolls like that when I hit it." You dont' get that from a picture!! I wanted to say, 'Stop analyzing the earth's gravitational pull and just hit the ball!' You can see his little mind putting things together in how the world works.

Dal is... well 3. That about sums it up. He's independent, stubborn, determined, bossy, and a big tease. He's also very gentle with Evan, charming, spunky, athletic, sweet, has the appetite of a horse, and is thrilled to be learning in preschool. I was so grateful to find one other mom to do preschool with here! He absolutely loves it. He walks around saying, "A says ah, B says buh..." After Halloween he had a terrible canker sore in his mouth that caused us all grief. He said pointing to his mouth, "Ah, ah, owie, Mom." :) He likes to carry a small spiral notebook places and practices writing his letters. He is very focused and precise. I love seeing how much he loves to learn. He is a powerful personality in our family. He can turn a calm dinner into chaos simply by looking at Grant and wrinkling his nose at him. Oh yes, he has mastered the art of teasing and knows exactly how to push everyone's buttons! I want to pull my hair out most days. Anyone have any great solutions to siblings fighting??? I'd buy it, whatever the solution was. In the meantime he vacillates between angel and devil. I hear teenagers behave much like they did as toddlers. I find that funny to ponder...

Dallin funnies:

Me- Do you want nachos or french toast for lunch?
Dallin- French nachos.

Dallin walked by our wedding photo for the millionth time last week. Suddenly he stopped and looked at it closely and said, "Mom! You are a princess!" Aww!

Evan is 8 months old already! He is so fun to have around. Except for when he's teething or sick and up at night. That really throws my marathon running through a loop. The other night he woke up at 11:30pm and would not go back to sleep. He wasn't crying, except when I tried to lay him down. I ended up lying on the floor on a pillow with him while he happily crawled on me and scooted around exploring 'til 2:30 am! Stinker. He's just so gosh darn cute! He goes to almost anyone and happily gets passed around in church at primary on sundays between Cal and the other 3 leaders and I. Cal and I are both in the primary so our whole family is in there on Sundays! There's nothing to do but pass him around as we alternate responsibilities, and do the same for the other leader. Sometimes we're chasing a kid, leading singing, and getting supplies from the library (which until recently we didn't have keys to and it is CLOSED during church unless you have a key! Imagine trying to run a primary where you have to search down somebody with a library key just to make copies or get a picture or borrow tape! Wow.) Anyway, sometimes some of the kids hold Evan during Primary. It doesn't really matter. He's happy to be where the people are. Man that kid is something else.

He is mobile now and it has changed everything! He seems to enjoy leisurely scooting around looking at all the treasures his brothers have left on the floor. (Literally, I pulled a penny out of his mouth this week. Aaaahhh!) Evan is still so good natured. He is a people person. He lights up when anyone comes around. This week at the store we got there right as the senior citizen shuttle showed up and about 50 old people stormed the store. On every isle some elderly person raved about how cute he was and Evan just smiles and dazzles them every time. That was kind of a fun shopping trip. Instead of looks of disapproval or disgust when Evan or Dal were noisy or loud (or on the floor in a tantrum), these sweet old people would come over and just adore them. I can handle that. What if you could rent a grandma or grandpa to shop with that will think your kid is the greatest thing on earth and distract them, even when they are being downright naughty. :) We miss being far away from grandparents!

So no pictures today. I haven't even downloaded my Halloween pictures from my dead camera yet! Instead you get to read this lengthy visual of what it looks like at our house. May we survive the last 2 days of finals and go on to live happy, healthy, productive lives...

To my friends who have done the law school thing: It gets better, right????

Saturday, October 23, 2010

Needed- 1 Sister

Spence pulled out a pile of girls barrettes from his pocket after school this week. I asked him what they were and he said he didn't know, but he'd collected them at school from the playground and they would look awesome on his robot (he's making a robot out of duct tape, boxes, recyclables and anything else he can think of).

I told him they were girls barrettes- for hair. He looks at me and says, "I had no idea what they were. Man, I need a sister. I don't know anything!" :)



Self portraits found when unloading my camera. 8 yr-old boys are so odd!

Dangerous Evan


This week I was rolling out pizza dough for the kids to make personalized pizza. (craft activity+ dinner in one- I feel like such a good mom). Evan has one of those high chair things you attach to a counter and he was sitting in it eating cheerios. I was gathering pizza toppings when suddenly I heard a huge CRASH! Apparently Evan was tired of eating cheerios and his hands wandered til he found a glass bowl- filled with pizza dough. He pulled it over a few inches and it came toppling off the counter and smashed onto the floor. We were all so surprised and jumped at the noise. But not Evan. He just thought it was interesting.

He's just a little guy, not quite 7 months! I couldn't believe he'd reached that bowl.While I was cleaning up the mess of broken glass and dough, I purposefully tried not to make it a big deal, even when I accidentally sliced my finger on a darn piece of glass. The only thing I said was, "Man, I actually liked that bowl." Soon the kitchen was back to normal and the kids were shaping their own pizzas. Suddenly I hear Grant on the phone. He had called Calvin (who was at the library studying and could only whisper). Grant says, "Dad, something horrible happened! Evan pulled a glass bowl down and it broke everywhere and Mom's finger is bleeding to death!" I was totally laughing and tried to shout so he could hear that we were all fine and it was no big deal. (I wonder who else at the library could hear that?!) Then Grant says dramatically, "...and Dad, it was Mom's FAVORITE bowl!"

Grant was cracking me up at how dramatic he was being. "Mom," he says. "A piece of glass could have gotten under the fridge. And if even one tiny thing breaks on electronics, then the WHOLE thing won't work. So I'm going to have to take apart the fridge." I swear, where did this kid come from?! He has been so interested in the way things work lately. He reminds me of my brother-in-law David who used to drive his mom crazy taking things apart and trying to put them back together.

Anyway, we no longer leave things within a foot radius of Evan's reach on the counter. And we call him 'Super Baby.' 'Cause he's one strong baby. Still cracks me up that he didn't even jump at the crash. What a guy. Oh, and who says boys aren't dramatic?!