Mine are better than yours

Yep, my parents are better than yours. I know, you don’t think so. But I do.

Did your dad contribute to a food fight during a banquet dinner on a high school band trip? Mine did.


Did your mom take you TPing numerous times in high school? Mine did.


Did your parents get up at 3am to drive eight hours to meet their new granddaughter? Mine did.


Does your dad regularly drag out the model train for the grand kids so they can have the same great memories that my siblings and I have? Mine does.

Does your mom do things like Fish Day, Princess Day, and Cars Day for the little kiddos so they feel special? Mine does.


Does your dad call you every Groundhog Day and say “hey woodchuck chuckers!”? Mine does.


Does your mom come up with the funniest and often cruelest April fools joke, and gets you every year? Mine does.

With all the hustle and bustle of life going on right now I’m feeling grateful for things that I have and my parents and family are some of the first things on my list.


I really appreciate how much my parents have sacrificed for me and for Devin and Katelyn in the more recent years. They were willing and able to come and stay with us when Katelyn was born and even got up at 3am to drive the last leg of their trip when they found out I went into labor. My mom cleaned, cooked, and helped with laundry while my dad helped Devin with grocery shopping (those two at Costco together = trouble) and woke up at 5am to hold Katelyn when I was too out of it to think.

Most of all I’m excited that they are embracing grand-parenthood whole-heartedly. I love how they are so involved with the kiddos whenever they can be. I think it’s so cute when people call their grandparents things like nana or papa or something other than grandpa/ma . Somewhere along the way my niece and nephew started calling my dad Gramps and my mom BahBah. It’s so dang cute.

So thanks Mom and Dad!

You done good.


It’s back. That wonderfully horrible feeling that I need to eat everything. Everything in sight. Everything out of sight. Everything. Period.

In one of the dozen books that I read while I was pregnant and that I have referred back to countless times since being pregnant, I read about nursing. (Duh, that’s obvious). I read how in the first six weeks postpartum it is not as crucial to pay close attention to your diet because the baby will basically be nourished by your lovely fat stores that you have been working on for the past nine months. But after that, your body will be needing those extra calories. I’m not a calorie counter. Never have been and don’t plan on taking up that hobby any time soon. So I took the advice of many others who said eat when you are hungry and drink when you are thirsty.

Thirsty? Check. That has been non-stop since I essentially came-to after the surgery. 

Hungry? Wow. Can we say six weeks, to the day?  While I was pregnant I didn’t really feel like I had crazy cravings or ever need the 9pm rush to the store for something ridiculous. That just never hit me. I never felt like I had the appetite for two. I never found myself in the Taco Bell parking lot chowing down 12 burritos like I’ve heard some women do.  But when six weeks postpartum hit, I needed food.  I needed chocolate, candy, ice cream, pizza, pasta, salad…anything I could get my hands on.

Anyway, back to my point. For the first time, Katelyn is having a noticeable growth spurt–or at least that is what her eating patterns are indicating. Today she was hungry about every two hours and would then eat for a good 30 minutes, completely emptying both sides. For her, that is strange considering she is usually a 5-10 minute, one side eater.

As a result, the tuna noodle casserole that I made this afternoon is now half gone. Same with the cookies I made two nights about.

Oh boy.

ooohh kaaaay…..

Some days you can’t help but be grateful for inventors and their awesome products. The ones who made the calculator and the toothbrush are my personal faves. But some things are just silly and you can’t help but think, what is wrong with these people.

Things like the toe shoes:

Or the hug me pillow:

These things are continually on dealnews. Really? That popular?

Lullaby, and goodnight

I’ve been experimenting with things to do for Katelyn’s bedtime routine. We’ve got the bath thing figured out but I’m trying to find my comfort zone with other things like reading and singing.  I mean really–it takes a while to get comfortable talking to someone who doesn’t respond to you…in a high pitched voice…repeating every phrase two or three times. But anyway, a while ago I started humming to Katelyn to get her to sleep and often it worked like a charm.  When it’s happy time she loves doing songs with hand motions, especially Five Little Ducks (though she still startles at every clap). But humming the same two or three songs started to get old for me since I can’t even put words to the songs.  I don’t know them. So a soothing session would often go like this:

     Oh Danny Boy, hm, hmm, hm, hm, hm, hmm, hm, hmmmm…

Yeah, not so much. So I started to think of other songs.  One of which was

     Somewhere over the rainbow, blue birds fly,

     daa, daaa daa, da da da da, why, oh then why can’t I?


So I stuck to songs I knew. Thanks to our cowboy family reunion, I was pretty confident about You Are My Sunshine. But after singing the first verse and the chorus over and over again, I thought there’s gotta be more to it. And there is. So here is the entire song brought to you by Google. (I took out the chorus in between the verses for your convenience.  You’re welcome.)

The other night dear, as I lay sleeping
I dreamed I held you in my arms
But when I awoke, dear, I was mistaken
So I hung my head and I cried.

I’ll always love you and make you happy,
If you will only say the same.
But if you leave me and love another,
You’ll regret it all some day:

You told me once, dear, you really loved me
And no one else could come between.
But not you’ve left me and love another;
You have shattered all of my dreams:

In all my dreams, dear, you seem to leave me
When I awake my poor heart pains.
So when you come back and make me happy
I’ll forgive you dear, I’ll take all the blame.

You are my sunshine, my only sunshine
You make me happy when skies are gray
You’ll never know dear, how much I love you
Please don’t take my sunshine away


Uh yeah…now I know why everyone only sings the first verse. Anyone else disturbed by the words for this “lullaby”?

Mod Podge anyone?

Let’s face it–being tied down to the apartment wasn’t exactly what I had in mind when I thought of becoming a mommy. Thank you Utah winter weather. So I’ve been trying to think of things that I can do while I’m at home when the laundry and cleaning just ain’t appealing no more. And right now, those things just aren’t. (You would know this if you stopped by for a visit…so please don’t.)

Soooo, my creative juices have been flowing. In my mind I have, oh, dozens of craft projects that I’m just dying to do. But then all of me comes out. I’m an all-or-nothing kind of gal. That’s right. Don’t even think about vacuuming the bedroom unless you are willing to purge the closet, dust the fan, rotate the mattress, and hang a new picture on the wall. (Hence, our messy room that needs some attention.) Oh yeah, the point… I just like to get a lot done all at once.  None of this start-crocheting-a-hat-so-that-I- can-finish-it-later stuff. When that happens, I end up starting over. It’s a vicious cycle, that crocheting stuff. Anyway, so here is what I’ve done so far.

  • I managed to finish a hat for Katelyn and her two cousins. You saw that hat here.
  • I finally finished two hooded towels for my friend Melissa. (Now all I have to do is mail them…yeah.)
  • I made a pair of shoes for Katelyn. They are 90% done but it might just stay that way. I need more practice and they are too big for her right now anyway. We’ll see. (And this picture is awful…sorry).


  • I made this dress for Katelyn out of a skirt of mine. I guess you couldn’t quite see it in my previous post so here.


  • I made a blanket for my SIL Megan who is expecting her baby girl in the next few weeks. (Oh, how I need to take pictures when there is daylight.) IMG_0431

After all of this, I started thinking, “hey, I could make so much stuff!” So I started looking at blogs…and more blogs. Oh. My. There is a lot of stuff a mommy could make. I found this blog called Make It and Love It. There are tons of cute ideas for many different things. I like it because it gives a lot of tutorials instead of just saying, “come buy it from my etsy shop.” I admit though, some things are a little ridiculous and obvious like the spray painting the wicker basket. If you need a tutorial for that, you maybe shouldn’t be doing crafts.

So my up and coming craft goals are the following:

  • Make two car seat covers. One for me and one for my sis. Kind of like this but I’ve got a few tweaks that hopefully will make it a little more than a blanket with ribbon. I’ll keep you posted.
  • Scrapbooking Katelyn’s baby book….oh the endless pile of scrapbooking.
  • Decorate burp cloths. This could be fun.
  • Make three more baby blankets for my SIL Katie who is expecting triplets!

And probably much, much more. If only I had some mod podge.  Then I could make me some fancy shoes, too!

OK, kidding.

Calling all bloggers

Some of you may be having some of the same recent issues with posting comments on all of those blogger.com blogs. Seems to be an issue with Chrome? Weird. But I’ve also seen some discussion boards complaining about Firefox, too, although that seems to work just fine for me.

In any case, just know that I am here, reading your blogs, wanting to leave a comment but just too lazy to go to your site in Firefox or look into it further to see if it is something that is fixable.

Happy blogging!


Yep, five years. Five years since we did this:


Is that weird? Do you feel as old as I do? Where did the time go?

For our anniversary (February 5) we went out to dinner at The Old Spaghetti Factory. We figured it would be fun since that is where we had our luncheon after our sealing. We were seated in the corner of the same banquet room where we had our little family and friend celebration five years earlier. It was fun reminiscing about things we remembered, things we wish we remembered, things we did, and things we now swear we won’t do for Katelyn’s wedding. 

The next day we also did a little celebrating by going out to lunch at Sweet Tomatoes. (And yes, we blew nearly our entire month’s budget for eating out in two days). This is when failing to give Katelyn a bottle for the past month became an issue. Fortunately, she seemed to be content enough hanging out with Uncle Austin, Auntie Katie, and cousin Kaden that she didn’t mind not eating for some five hours. Needless to say, we’ve been practicing with the bottle so she doesn’t have a hunger meltdown next time we leave her with them.

So here’s to five wonderful years with my Devin!



Four Months

Last Monday was Katelyn’s four month checkup. Things went well.  She managed to get weighed without messing the table, show off her coos and raspberries, and even showed the doctor how she can stand up. The doctor was just trying to pull her up to sitting but Katelyn wasn’t interested in stopping there.  Sometimes she’s an overachiever.

So here are the stats for our little Bug.

Weight: 11 lbs, 14 oz. (16% up from 10%)

Height: 23.2 inches (16% up from 5% which was down from 60%. Thank you Health Center for the accuracy).

Head Circumference: 41cm (I think this is something like 35% which is also up from the last reading but I’m not sure exactly what is going on here. She’s “normal” I’m told.)

Not too much else to report on our Bug. She’s staying awake more during the day which I’m pretty sure is more than she is supposed to. Schedule? Yeah, she tossed that out the door early last week. So, I don’t know what’s going on and when.

On the up side, she’s been enduring and even enjoying tummy time. That is, as long as she has her favorite toy to drool over. She just can’t seem to get enough of these things.


She also loves her bath time as part of her should-be-bedtime-but-missing-the-bed-part routine.



Let’s face it–once you get pregnant you start to compare yourself and/or your child to everyone else and their child. You’re always wondering how far along someone is to see if you look better or worse than they do. You wonder what size of clothes other babies are wearing to see if your baby is growing like they should. And on, and on.

So once Mari posted this, I began wondering when Katelyn would start doing the same thing. No, not that thing. She has already mastered those sound effects (which it is of course nice to know I’m not the only one blessed by those regular occurrences–again comparing).  I mean that cute little giggle that makes you want to giggle yourself. Katelyn is somewhere in the realm of 2-3 weeks younger so I’ve just been waiting. I caught her a time or two giving a quick laugh but nothing like hansom little Logan.

But then the other day she was just full of it when I went to change her. Still not quite like Logan but hey, we are practicing every day.