Superman Returns

Once upon a time, I blogged about our family.  Then, I decided it would be super cool to make a boatload of cash blogging online, and pay off all our school loans and buy a farm in Montana.  Then I realized that it doesn't really work that way (ha!) unless you want to sell your soul to your blog, and I kind of hated blogging when I felt like I had to do it, and while the money-making blog can be super fun and a great way to connect with lots of people with similar ideas and hobbies, I occasionally want to blog about something that has to do with our family, and I don't want to blog about my kids on the other blog, because it is Google-searchable and not very private.  You're welcome for the run-on sentence of the century.

So yeah, this is awkward, but... I'm back.  Kind of.  We'll see.  I am still kind of bad at blogging regularly.

I mostly want to be able to talk about our family again, and actually post pictures of the kids that have their faces in them, and use their real names instead of their super nerdy other-blog names, and talk about stuff that nobody wants to read on my other blog.  Because really, while the other blog is a fantastic way to find out "seven ways to render organic chicken fat," it is not a great place to say, "Hey, look at this darling picture of my baby," and have anyone respond favorably.

Which leads us to...

We had colds last week.  Emma's nose ran so much that the skin underneath got all raw and red.  So I told her I was putting lotion on it, but really used Butt Paste.  I was afraid she would object if she knew it was for "Baby's Bottom, " so I didn't tell her.  Then I wanted to take a picture, because she was just so cute and oblivious, but I didn't want to tell her that, so I pretended I was taking pictures of her tape measure skills.  It worked.

In case you were wondering, the Butt Paste worked SO well.  And it was totally not organic, and probably had scary-sounding chemicals in it, so I won't say anything about it on my other blog...

Ethan wanted me to take a picture of him being a robot.  It's hard to explain that to the camera, it just looks like a pile of boxes, when he is pretty sure he looks like Optimus Prime.  Oh, what's that?  He's in a Costco diaper box, with a wipes box on his head?  Oh, whoops, this one can't go on the other blog either, because I might lose my cloth-diapering street cred.  I swear, we really do cloth diaper.  Just not all the time.  And Costco wipes are THE BEST.

So, sorry to dump the worst of our home on you, but, hey, we're keeping it real here.  And!  Does anybody know how to change my Google ID from "Levi and Danielle plus two" to "Levi and Danielle plus three"?  I can't figure it out...

Snow in May?

We have gotten so much snow the last few days... can it really be May 12th? We all went out after dinner yesterday for a little snowman building (while my dad took pictures). Yes, Joel is wearing shorts.

The snow was pretty wet for here, but not wet enough to roll well. So the snowman was a little lumpy.

Samson thought the arms were the perfect size and placed at a perfect height for him to chew on...how thoughtful of us! Ethan got upset every time Samson attacked the snowman's arms though.

So Levi pushed over a dead aspen in the yard for Samson to chew on.

Thankful

I'm thankful....

• That Levi works right across the street.
• That his work is flexible enough that he can come home quickly if we need him.
• That he has tools at home.
• That he is strong enough to force a locked doorknob to turn.
• That Ethan is not stuck in our bedroom anymore!

Ethan's response? "Daddy save me!"

Enunciation

We learned about Zacchaeus in Sunday School today.

We sang the song.

Ethan loves the song.

He asks for it repeatedly.

He calls Zacchaeus "Tortillas."

Beware the Groooove...

Isn't it crazy how little changes can totally throw off your household groove?

We were doing so well, actually getting things done around the house and having potty-training success. The living room had been vacuumed 3 times in one week (this is half as often as it needs it), and I had found the bottom of the laundry basket!

And then, I decided life was progressing so smoothly that I could add something new. So I started a new blog. I kind of wanted to see if I could make some money at it, and I didn't want to plaster this one up with ads. It's been fun! Too fun. Too "I'll do this instead of the laundry" fun.

So I am getting serious about my time-management and being disciplined around the house. No blogging until morning chores are done. The children will benefit from the less-chaotic house, and Levi will benefit from the caught-up laundry (all though he is really sweet about it..."Hey, hon, where would I look if I wanted some clean underwear?").

Most importantly, we will benefit from my being intentional about putting first things first. "But seek first his kingdom and his righteousness, and all these things will be given to you as well." Whoo boy, have I needed to hear that lately.

Anyway, with a little discipline, the emperor will be getting his groove back. I hope.

If you're interested, the new blog is mindofthemother.blogspot.com and I am really bad at putting ads in places that are not unattractive.

Also, this post has made me want to watch The Emperors New Groove.

Herding Toms and Tabbies (Cats, That Is)

We had a great adventure today in Sunday School.

The morning started innocently enough as we headed off to church 15 minutes early. I was scheduled as the "helper" in children's church and wanted to get the kids settled in their classes well beforehand. A missing carseat (arrgh) and toddler accident (whoops!) set us back a little, and we dashed into church barely on time.

I slipped into the children's church room looking forward to a fun day of observing the elementary schoolers' lesson, supervising bathroom breaks, and helping pass out crayons. Imagine my surprise when I learned that I was actually teaching the preschool class, and the lady who was supposed to bring the materials for the lesson had forgotten them! Um, that lady might have been me. Whoops.

Anyway, lots of chaos followed, including one 4-year-old who screamed bloody murder for 10 minutes straight, lots of fire-breathing dragons being colored on our pictures of Jesus, and a constant chorus of "can we play now?" during the lesson (they have only had actual lessons for the last 3 weeks. Before that they played the whole time).

I was pretty satisfied when a 2-year-old's mom came to pick him up and he proudly told her that they colored "Jesus and the fishies." today. Success!

What to Do When It's -20 (Again!)

As has the rest of the country, we have been experiencing some pretty extreme winter weather the last few weeks. Our winding road, which is typically well-plowed and dry, is now coated in packed snow and ice. The driving conditions don't really matter though, since everything we would normally go to has been cancelled the last 2 weeks!

Anyway, we have been stuck inside the house. A lot. We have been trying to come up with exciting things to do:

• Continued potty training! Hey, when there's nowhere to go, there are no excuses to not work on it! We are now starting to run out of stickers, and Ethan totally knows what to do. Does he always do it? Of course not. Am I getting tired of cleaning up after him like a puppy? Oh yes. By the way, it seems like 13-week-old Samson was 100 times easier to train than 2-year-old Ethan. I guess he didn't have to worry about potties and undies, though.
• Consuming ridiculous amounts of food for the Super Bowl. Ethan is getting to be pretty good at eating dip with a tortilla chip. Emma tries hard. The Super Bowl was particularly enjoyable this year, because Kathy was here, and both kids stuck to her like glue basically the whole time. I actually got to watch the game (I mean, the commercials)!
• Unburying Samson's food bowl, which was covered in snow that he apparently can't find his food through. Then doing it again, 5 or 6 more times. He is convinced we never feed him, but he has layers and layers of petrified food frozen solid in his bowl. I guess he'll find it in the spring.
• Wrapping up in blankets. Ethan's new phrase is "nice, warm, snuggly, " which describes all blankets, pillows, and warm couches. He always says the whole phrase.
• Playing on the bed. Both kids think our bed is the ultimate awesome playground/wrestling mat. It is also, as Ethan pointed out, "nice, warm, snuggly."
• Going "grocery shopping" with the laundry basket, picking up random items from the floor. I LOVED this game! It made cleaning up stray toys really easy! It is also fun to hear Ethan narrate the shopping trip to Emma as she follows behind him. "Gonna get one more thing." "You can't eat it 'til we pay for it!"
• Eating oatmeal. It is sticky enough for Emma to do herself! Awesome!