Sunday, February 28, 2010

Change

Today is the last day of February. I like to think that when tomorrow arrives winter is, for the most part, behind me.

March holds a lot of promise for me.

March brings a new rental contract to sign (or not......more on that later).

March brings me very close to my due date.

March brings a lot of rain, which will be necessary to melt the huge “snow mountain” piled on our grass circle.

March brings change. I need change. I thrive on change.

Bring on the change!!

Friday, February 26, 2010

Reality Check

Wednesday morning I woke up to rain....

Wednesday Night passed with rain....

Thursday morning I awoke to rain.

I decided I had to leave the house anyway.

Jace put on his green rain boots, I packed the umbrella and out we went.

Our first stop was Kohl's to do some Christmas returns. (I'm a hermit)

Upon entering the store I smiled. This was the ray of sunshine I needed.

Spring was hanging everywhere.

Bright colors, T-shirts, shorts, and flowers!!!

I came to the right place!

Immediatly I began to feel better. I could, for the next hour, forget about the wet world outside.

I had to bring some of the sunshine home with me so I purchased this:

 
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and these:

 
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I felt happy.

Then we stepped into the rain again and drove to Costco and had pizza for lunch.

It rained the rest of the day, but inside my house I propped the pillow and dreamed of the day I get to wear my shoes.

Today I woke up to this:

 
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And there is no sign of it stopping.

School is cancelled- along with my daydream of Spring.

One more dump?

 

 

 

 
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Photo of the Week

 
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This week I went with angles.
With strict orders from husband, Landlord and Dr. to stay inside today I decided to take my picture from the window. (I'm not sure that was any safer than being out in the snow.)
This photo was taken out my kitchen window of the stairs leading to our terrace.
I like the perspective it offers.

Wednesday, February 24, 2010

Winter Blues meets a Crush

I’m not sure I can handle cold days and gray skies much longer. Each February I run out of “winter endurance” and start coveting people who live in warmer climates than me.

Last Sunday, although it was cold, seemed to have a hint a Spring in the air. I was uplifted by it too.
“Is it just me?” I asked Sam. “Can you feel something different in the air?”
He admitted to a fresh new “something” also.

I know better though. I know that even though my family back in Utah and California are beginning to see Spring, that I still have a few more winter storms and lots of rain before the sun is out to stay.

April is the month we thaw out. That’s at least 6 weeks away!

I’m not new to this game. It’s the same every year but I get depressed right about NOW! Actually, I’m impressed I made it to the end of February.

Right now I need a DISTRACTION.
I need something to keep my mind off the rain and snow outside.
I need something to keep my mind off the exact amount of days till I “might” go into Labor.

I need the light at the end of the tunnel.

Today I sat around and did nothing. After explaining to Jace that he wasn’t going to watch a movie, because Mom didn’t need a nap, I found myself snorting in the recliner as I dozed off into the dark abyss of a pregnancy nap.

Where did that come from?

I could have done some laundry or went grocery shopping but NOPE, ....no desire.
I left the house only to pick up the kids from school. Jace almost talked me into leaving them there. He thought that would be alright.
I managed to put on a happy face for the new shift I was about to work.

Luckily, the kids were in good spirits after school. Jarom and I talked for almost an hour about ALL the girls that have a “Crush” on him. It was so cute how confident he is about their fondness toward him.

“So, which girl do you have a crush on?” I wondered. “Is it one that has a crush on you?”

Suddenly his eyes shot me a look. At first it was uncertain but quickly turned to amusement.

Now we were playing a new game.
I’ll call it the 2nd grade crush game.

To play: The 2nd grader needs to be questioned about a possible crush. Once that is in place the 2nd grader will deny but encourage any accusing questions to keep the focus on him and the subject.

Oh, it was so cute to see him with a smirk on his face as he squirmed and fidgeted but desperately enjoyed letting me in on his secret.

A Crush. That’s sure to cure the Winter Blues.

Oh, to be a school kid again.


This is Jarom showing me a heart (?) with his hands.

Monday, February 22, 2010

photo of the Week



There isn't anything Fancy about this picture except this blob of snow on the electrical box is shaped as a HEART!!
I spotted this in my car stopped at a red light, and I happened to have my camera!
When I drove by a few min. later it was gone.
Talk about being in the right place at the right time.

I'll accept it as a gift of Love from Heaven!

Cake Walk

 
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Saturday Sam and Jarom created a Book of Mormon cake for the Scouts Cake Walk. They did a great job with it! I was quite impressed!
The following day at church Jace went to the bathroom during Sacrament Meeting. The moment he returned to our pew he exclaimed,

"Mommy!! My poopies were GREEN!!"

Proof he ate too much BLUE frosting!

i love you day

 
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Happy I Love You Day!

Sunday, February 21, 2010

The Element of Surprise!



I Love a good surprise!

If I can turn a common experience into a surprise, I will.

Why not add a little drama to life?

I love to give simple things to my kids in dramatic ways.

Recently for Family Night, Sam and I decided to watch a certain movie with our kids. A Movie they have been dying to watch.

I eagerly awaited as Sam began to divulge our movie selection.

We both knew they would go ballistic over our choice, but as he began to lure them in I realized not everyone has the “Element of Surprise Ability.”

A moment where complete elation can take place should not be introduce with dry, complicated divolgment!

Even I was a little confused at his approach, and felt the air was completely let out of the balloon on this one!

The kids had no idea what he was talking about till he got to the punch line. At last they jumped, hugged, and cheered as we expected. But, I feel, the thrill could have been so much more!

I sat dumbfounded at his approach and came to the conclusion that some people have “it” and others (Sam) completely miss the mark.

I evaluated the Hobi Family on this “talent” and concluded Jarom and Jace have it and Jennica & Sam do not.

I can’t remember a birthday when Sam gave me a gift on my actual birthday. He gets too excited and ALWAYS gives me the gift early.

Jennica must feel that being the “announcer” makes her apart of the giving. If she even gets wind of a surprise she announces it to the recipient right away.

I can’t count the times she has ruined a surprise with a simple comment like:
“Mom, when are you going to give Jarom the you know what....”
To her, that is not giving away a surprise!

My favorite is a Birthday. My children wake up each birthday with a SURPRISE!!!
I never let them know what the theme for their birthday is. They wake up to the house decorated (in a theme) in their honor and gifts on the table.
It’s been a fun tradition. We all look forward to a birthday because the house is transformed.

Singing Happy Birthday and giving gifts isn’t cutting it for me. They have to be “WOWed“ especially on their birthday.

Kid napping them to go to New York City on a school day was so fun because of the Surprise way we did it.

A Surprise Magical Vacation to California
, announced the morning of departure, sure beat the constant nagging of impatient kids and cured the ”Are we
there yet?“ inquiry’s.

Freaky Friday’s during October and I love you Days in February keep the magic going in our house.

So, I ask you, is it any wonder why we are holding off on knowing the gender of our new baby arriving soon?
It has been so fun to guess and wonder what ”flavor“ is growing inside of my belly.
This is a conversation, we as a family, don’t tire of because it is so mysterious!

It’s gender could have already been old news and left to get excited about once again after the birth, but just because we don’t know, we are still excited about the possibilities. It’s arrival is going to be that much more exciting for all!

”What are you having?” I’m being asked.

My reply, “It’s a Surprise!”

This is one of the best surprises yet!
6 weeks to go!

Thursday, February 11, 2010

Photo of the week

I love snow as long as a blue sky and bright sun come with it!





It's beautiful today!

Friday, February 5, 2010

Like Me??

Today is dress like your parents day at school. Earlier in the week Jen and I joked about how we could make her look like me.
Some idea’s were putting a pillow in her belly, wearing one of my shirts, or carrying a doll with her.

As the week wore on I forgot about it. This morning I caught a glimpse of her walking down the hall and I cringed when I saw what she was wearing.

“Hey Jen, let’s go find a shirt that goes with that dress.” I suggested. “And maybe you should wear your black boots instead.”
I wondered if kids her age tease about what shoes they wear. I figured IF they did, today might be the day she gets a turn.

She stomped her little foot and said, “But Mom! It’s dress like your parents day!”

I was stumped! Was she suggesting I DRESS LIKE THAT??!

I just looked at her....she just looked at me.....

She shrugged her shoulders as if to say this was the best she could do and turned and walked away.

This is strange, I thought to myself.

I went to Sam to share my concern.

“Sam, today is dress like your parents day today...”

“Yeah, Jarom is wearing torn jeans and a sweater!”

“Never mind Jarom, he wasn’t dressing up. Did you see Jen?”

“Is she wearing her pajamas?” He guessed with a smile.

“Is she wearing her pajamas?!” I laughed. Clearly I wear mine way too often around here.
(I think if she were wearing her pajamas it would closer to the truth...I hope)

“No, she’s not wearing her pajamas. You need to see this.”

We peeked out the window to see her playing in the ice outside.

“The part that kills me is she is wearing tennis shoes and socks with her dress!“ I commented. ”She looks like a polygamist! Maybe her teachers will think she is dressing like your 2nd wife.“ I joked.

”Very Timely.“ He laughed. ”This month’s National Geographic front cover is on Polygamy in America.“ he reminded me.

”I tried to get her to change the shoes.....“ I offered as some sort of justification, as I watched her outside.

”She said she was dressing like me.“ I said sadly as I watched my terribly miss-matched girl leave for school.

She will get teased today- and she’s dressing like me!

I do know she is smart enough she can pull off the excuse that she is in costume!

Mothers are always teaching...even when we’re not talking! I have some things to work on apparently.

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Thursday, February 4, 2010

Pan vs. bandit

 
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After school my house transforms into a battle zone.

Swords, daggers, lightsabers and even hangers are flying around.

Today it was Pan vs. Bandit.

Wednesday, February 3, 2010

To do...or NOT

School was delayed for 90 min. this morning because of snowy roads.
It’s a good feeling to crawl back into bed.
I enjoyed a long breakfast with the kids. (eggs, spinach, toast, & oranges)

Jace didn’t like that the others were hanging around all morning. He likes our morning routine ALONE.

After breakfast he picks up his room, makes his bed, dresses himself, then gets to play Nickjr.com if he passes inspection.
While he’s engaged with his chores I get a moment to get my scripture study in and clean up breakfast.

Recently I have started Hooked on Phonics with Jace. I have used it to teach my other kids to read and really like it .
Jarom and Jen both entered Kindergarten reading and I am determined to get Jace there too.

I feel my time is running out- I want him reading before the baby comes. We made progress today.
It’s so fun to see him catch on to it.

He has been begging me to teach him to read. It bothers him that he can’t read at scripture time or during quiet time. More than once he has come to me frustrated saying, “Mom, teach me to read!”
And of Course he thinks it’s NOT fair that Jarom gets to read in bed at night!

Today he was Peter Pan. (again) I’m saving on laundry thanks to this costume. I bet he wears it 4 days out of the week.

Yesterday I completed my Photo class assignments and tests from New York Institute of Photography. Ahhh, it feels so good to have that done.
Now I wait to get my grades and see if I passed! I had three years to complete the Course and I think this month I hit the 2 year mark.
(this baby is pushing me to get all sorts of things accomplished)
I’m glad I did the Course. It was a lot of fun doing the assignments. I love the books they sent me and feel I learned a lot.
I am very curious to see what feed back I’ll get on my photos.

I still have a few more things I want to get done before the baby. I am in the “Nesting” zone.
Like:
2 more junk drawers
about 3 more hours in the attic organizing (I’m waiting for a semi-warm day...it’s freezing up there!)
wash ALL the walls!
re-cover the cushions on my dining room chairs (ugh! that one hurts my brain. how do I do it?)
Slurp 2009 blog into a book
Redo 2008 blog book (made it in the wrong size)

So, anyone interested in a few day projects?

Monday, February 1, 2010

Photo of the week


This week I went with capturing motion but keeping the subject in focus.
(straight out of the camera shot)

Jennica's I love you Day

February 1, 2010 8:51 PM




Because Sam and I feel Valentines Day is an Adult celebration, a few years ago we decided to create our own Special celebration in an age appropriate way for our kids. We share an I Love you Day with each child during the month of February.

Today was Jennica’s I Love You Day.

As tradition goes they never know when their day is going to arrive. It’s always a surprise when they get home from school.

While Jen was at school today Jace and I put it together.

Jace kept singing “Jen’s lucky day, Jen’s lucky day!” as he plastered her closet door with hearts.

I stuck hearts all over her walls and left her little gifts, crafts, and a treat.
It is as simple as decorating her room and she feels so important for the day.

We all wrote a little note on a HUGE card telling her we loved her.

She LOVED it!



This is a tradition they ask about often. Even Jace asks when we celebrate I Love You Day.

I find it rather annoying that kids pass around love notes at school.

Come on! Do Kindergartners really understand what it means to be someone’s Valentine?
Do they need to understand that at age 5?
Why do I need to explain to my child what another CHILD is implying by the words Be Mine or Wild Thing? This is NOT kid stuff!

I think it would be better if the valentine cards were more tailored to friendship. The comments or suggestions from a Valentine card DO NOT need to be introduced in grade school!!!

It’s a LOVE issue I feel doesn’t need to be celebrated at such a young age with schoolmates.

Yes, I remember my years in Elementary School getting Valentine’s. The fun part was getting CANDY and decorating your box for mail. Now days you don’t pass out candy or even create a box. I wonder why the teacher’s tolerate it.

I am a fan of Valentines Day. It’s a day Sam and I celebrate but it has nothing to do with the kids.

I Love You Day allows the family to focus on an Individual for a day.

That’s true love!

Things I LOVE about Jen:

She will give up anything to give to someone who is suffering.
She loves to surprise me with acts of kindness.
She loves to kiss and cuddle Everything!
She loves to share.
She makes sure her room is PERFECTLY clean before going to school.
She gets the mail for me everyday.
Every picture she draws is about family or says I Love you on it.

Sunday, January 31, 2010

The unknown

I woke up feeling like my arms were made of steel. Not because they are in shape and fine tuned either.

I can only sleep on my left side, so by morning I feel a bit numb all over.

I’m happy to report this is the extent of my sleeping problems during pregnancy.
Sleeping is NOT a problem. Getting out of bed and feeling my arms and legs is.

In getting ready for church this morning I admired my “roundness” in the mirror. I am a lot bigger than I thought. Wearing pj’s day in and out has really contributed to image denial.
I gave up on nylons- they manage to make me feel like I want to kill something by the time they are on straight- no matter how skinny I am.

So today I wore knee highs.

“I have the legs of a Grandma.” I thought as I posed for the mirror.

“Sam, how do I look?” I dare ask.

I’m sure he replied with something nice but all I remember was his reference to my Granny legs.

I was right, I looked like a Granny.

My ankles have transformed into cankles.

Pregnancy really takes over my body. I gain a lot of weight. More than the expected 30lbs.
I’m ok with that.
I watch with wonder as my image takes on a new shape. It’s amazing how big a belly can get.

In a way I don’t feel like my body is mine anymore. It belongs to the baby for now.

I am just as surprised with the changes as anyone.

I’m happy I feel good. I happy we are healthy. I’m happy to be a Granny for a few more months.

I know my body will return. If I hadn’t done this 3 times before I’d be a little concerned, but it always bounces back.

Pregnancy is an honor.

Carrying this child without knowing the gender has forced me to pay more attention to feelings. I know nothing about this unborn child except that it is from God.

But I have special feelings and a bond toward this baby that is so sweet. I can feel I am carrying a “person”,
a Child of God. A Spirit that needs me right now.

Not knowing the gender has kept me from daydreaming of the future boy or girl. I’m not falsely creating personality or assumptions of how it will fit into our family.

This baby’s Spirit is felt and is very real.

I look forward to the day more is revealed but I already feel I know my baby.

My kind of Day

January 31, 2010 5:18 PM


Yesterday was my kind of day!! A day with nothing planned and all day to get my house clean. It was a day I didn’t even look in the mirror or change from my pajamas.
A day I didn’t worry about meals because Sam takes over in the kitchen.
A day the kids clean their room, bathroom, livingroom, dust, take out the garbage and vacuum.

I get to the junk drawers, laundry, bills, organizing the attic and other time consuming things I don’t start during the week because I know I will be interrupted by other activities or schedules.

At the end of the day I sat by the fire happy to be a bit more organized in a clean house and completely stuffed from a delicious Mexican dinner I didn’t fix!

I love that my kids can clean a room as well as I can and my husband cooks better than me!

I love that THEY made my kind of day!

Friday, January 29, 2010

Photo of the Week

We were HAPPY to get a fresh dump of snow yesterday morning.
I don't mind the snow as long as the blue sky shows up every once in awhile. I am pleased with winter this time around.



Tuesday, January 26, 2010

Den Leader

January 26, 2010 8:31 PM

Tuesday’s we have Scouts. I am the Den Leader for the 8 year old Wolves, and have been for the past year. I don’t really mind being the Den leader.
Because I am the Den leader I don’t have a Sunday calling, which means I show up and enjoy the full 3 hours of Enlightenment.
I think that’s the best part of being a Den Leader.

It’s easy enough that I almost forget EVERY week that we have to go.

Sometime on Monday the light goes on and I remember I need to plan Scouts.

Tuesday after school we eat a snack, I try to prepare dinner (or get it mostly prepared) and gather up the kids and go.
For an hour I get to instruct 8 boys on how to serve God, their Country and Community. (watch them run like maniacs in the gym. They are like magnets to a ball. No one can pay attention if a ball is in the room. very strange)

I realized today that Tuesdays are my lazy days. I never have my hair done on Tuesday. So, week after week my Den AND their parents see me on a grunge day....how lovely.

Go Akela.



Monday, January 25, 2010

bedtime

Lately I have been tired enough to choose sleeping on the COUCH rather than my BED!

I’ll admit I have even shared a few Moons with the recliner too.

I feel a little separation between me and the bed.

I don’t know that I can place my finger on the issue but there are feelings that need to surface.

Something just isn’t right.

I don’t like BEDTIME.

Last night I slept the entire night with my head at the foot of the bed.

It’s as if I am trying to trick myself mentally that I am NOT really “in” bed.

I have always had issues with bed time. I have a hard time shutting down. When I lived at home it really irritated me when my mom would turn off all the lights at 10pm and go to bed. aka: Put the house to bed.

I don’t like the whole routine of it all.

Ideally, I like to fall asleep when and where I am -when I feel sleepy.

“Falling Asleep“ means stay where you are when you dose off. It doesn’t require checking all the locks on the doors, turing off lights, changing into pajamas, or setting the alarm. All that mumbo jumbo wakes you right back up!

I love falling asleep next to Sam on the couch, or with a book in hand. Nothing scheduled about it.

For several years Sam would try to wake me and have me move into the bedroom if I fell asleep. Now he knows better.

”If I am asleep on the bathroom floor-LEAVE me there!“ I would tell him.

It seems as if he has taken to my sleeping theory lately.

I find after long chats on the couch we both doze off and I wake up to lights on and Sam right next to me, or I find him under the reading light with book in hand at wee hours of the morning snoozing away.

That is peaceful sleep to me. That means total relaxation.

Brushing, changing, locking doors, checking on kids, saying prayers, setting the alarm and even QT with the hubby can be done BEFORE bedtime.

Bedtime is when you ARE asleep!

Too add to my quirkiness I also sleep better if I don’t know what time it is. I’ll avoid looking at the clock if I can. I feel better in the morning if I don’t know the hours I did or didn’t get.
My body tells me if I need more or less. Sam thinks my sleep meter is broken. I could easily use 12 hours a night. (and a nap would be nice)

So, there is my bedtime drama.

Am I normal?


January 25, 2010 7:53 PM

A Good day

January 25, 2010 6:24 PM

Getting out of bed is a whole lot easier when you know your kitchen is clean.

Monday feels good when all you have on the agenda is visiting teaching.

Swimming with goggles that fit make exercise a whole new experience.

Rain all day calls for oversized football sweats and slippers.

Dinner when Dad is out of town is Cream of Wheat.

Heartburn with Tums is what I had for dessert.

Bedtime an hour early with no one noticing is a sneaky move!!

The rest of the evening all to myself....HEAVENLY!

Going to bed in a clean house and a breakfast date with a friend makes tomorrow already wonderful!!

Saturday, January 23, 2010

photo of the week

This is my late posting of my photo for the week.
Blue sky and a church in NYC. If you look closely the picture isn't so tranquil!

Monday, January 18, 2010

Vaccinations- my Reading

Last night I spent the evening reading a book about vaccinations.
It’s titled “What you Doctor may Not tell you about Children’s Vaccinations.“

I need to have a Medical record ready for Jace to enter Kindergarten and I know they aren’t going to like that he hasn’t been immunized completely.

Jarom and Jennica are fully immunized but I stopped half way through with Jace. I really didn’t feel good about them but didn’t have the knowledge so I just didn’t get them.

I have read a few books this past year and feel very strongly against most vaccinations and the ”One size fits all“ shot requirements the State demands.

I will refuse shots on the new baby until it’s older. Absolutely NO shots at the Hospital!!!!

I feel better prepared to make decisions and fight my position with the school.

Some shots are ok but NEVER more than one at a time, and I will wait till the child is Older. Like 2 before I start.

Another book I have read is
Vaccinations A Thoughtful parents guide.

I DO NOT like how vaccines are made nor that they think every child needs EVERY shot.

No wonder we have so many disabilities and sickness with kids these days.

Saturday, January 16, 2010

Photo of the week

Shadows were fun on this day! It was January but felt like a beautiful Spring Day. We played in the SNOW without coats!

This is Super Hero Jace and his bike. (Never mind the large leaf on the ground-clearly I missed that!)

Friday, January 15, 2010

disappear- A "Mommy Magic" Story

I have a four year old that is very clever.

He thinks he can make himself disappear and reappear.

He tells me to look away and when I do he runs out of the room. He is convinced I truly believe he has disappeared!

It’s so cute to see him display his magical talent.

This week he decided he was exempt from house rules. He didn’t make his bed or clean up his room. He refused to do it. After two days of toys, and clothes thrown on his floor I decided I had to flex some mommy muscle and get him moving.

“Jace, today is the day!” I cheered.

“Today is the day for what?” he questioned with just as much excitement as I.

“Today you get to make that mess in your room disappear!” I proclaimed with a hint of magical wonder.

He stared into my face with a bit of stupor but quite a bit of amusement.

“You do know how to make things disappear, right?” I questioned.

He didn’t answer. He kept that secret to himself.

“Go see if you can make all the legos disappear in your room.”

Still no answer, just a sly smile.

“Come tell me when your done.“ I stated with complete confidence in his magical ability.

Off he ran into his room.

A few min later a very proud, confident boy strutted into my room and announced he had completed his task!

”What?!!“ I exclaimed in wonder. ”You DID it, already?“

This really fueled the fire. Soon he was jumping up and down begging me to challenge him to another task.

Next came the clothes, trucks, books, dress ups, and finally the bed!

He made them ALL disappear!

I DID IT MOM! I MADE THE ENTIRE MESS DISAPPEAR!

He is so clever!

Something to swallow...

I knew I was onto something!

Today I paid a visit to my Dr.

It has been a month since I was there. Just before Christmas to be exact.

The nurse and I had a good laugh when I stepped onto the scale.

She didn’t believe the scale....I DID!

She had me remove my shoes, empty my pockets and try again.

Same results.

“My, you must of had some great Christmas!” She commented.

The past few weeks flashed through my mind.

Sam was home. That means he did most the cooking!

I dined on bacon, eggs, and pancakes most mornings. Ham, potatoes, bread, donuts, and pies; just to name a few.

One week I was hooked on Root-beer- I NEVER drink carbonation but I was drinking it like water!

The scale was telling the truth. The WHOLE truth. We (the nurse and I) were laughing like little school girls about it.

My past visits to the scale have been 3 or 4 pounds gained for the month.

I am stepping into my 3rd Trimester, so weight gain is to be expected,

Just NOT half the total weight goal!!

I gained 15lbs!!!!

It’s good being pregnant!

Thursday, January 14, 2010

Something to chew on

I rushed to the grocery store for one item needed for dinner...Monterey Jack Cheese.

As I hurried to the Entrance a table was set up just outside the doors with a young woman collecting money for the Earthquake victims in Haiti.

As I passed her she kindly said to me, “Please consider this when you leave.”

I immediately knew I wasn’t going to contribute because I was using a debit card and never carry cash.

Then my mind was refocused to getting in and out of the store as fast as I could.

I found the cheese, stood in line longer than I wanted and was soon on my way out.

As I approached the doors, I saw the woman again, and she politely asked if I’d like to contribute. I held up the debit card and said, “Sorry no cash.”

She sweetly replied she understood as I walked away.

Feeling a “little” guilty I wondered if these charities are a success anymore with the wide use of credit cards and debit cards.
I think I’d be more willing to hand over cash if I was ever carrying it.

Just as these thoughts entered my mind and before I got 10 yards away from this woman I spotted a $20 bill in the parking lot!

“You know what?” I called out as I picked it up. “Looks like you just gained $20.”
I returned to her table and dropped the money into her collection box.

I felt good about the exchange until I told Sam about it.

He teased me about taking the easy way out.
“It’s easy to give away someone else’s money isn’t it? No sacrifice, commitment, or risk.”

Suddenly my good deed didn’t feel so good.

He’s right...

It probably would have felt a lot better to ask for cash back when buying my block of cheese and donate my own money.



Wednesday, January 13, 2010

Pregnant


It’s official...I am really pregnant.

Sure I’ve been aware of this condition for the past 28 weeks, but as of TODAY it really counts.

Today I woke up after having 9 hours rest and slowly made it through scripture study and breakfast. I Got the kids to school and plopped down on the couch for another 2 1/2 hour nap.

I was OUT. At one time I awoke to a snort I must have caused as I switched positions. I tried really hard to open my eyes to see what the clock read but they didn’t hold up well. It was easier to just return to the comatose state I came from.

Finally at 11:30am I felt I could give the day another try.

I put on my moon boots and coat and headed for the car before I changed my mind. I desperately needed to go grocery shopping.
Sam called while I was out and offered lunch. I declined, partly because I didn’t think I’d get my shopping complete and partly because I didn’t want him to see me this way.

It doesn’t take much for him to convince me of anything. After a quick stop to Costco I was on my way to meet my handsomely dressed husband in my moon boots and unkept face.

Lunch was yummy. I didn’t realize I was so hungry. I was staring at my empty plate a few minuets later wondering if I was full.

As I watched Sam fidget with his Blackberry, across the table, I wondered what his morning was filled with. Just by his appearance it was obvious he had accomplished more than me.

Would it be fair for him to know what I had been up to all morning?

All I have to say is: “I’m holding the baby.” and I’m excused of any situation. That’s our understood “code word” for pregnancy situations aka: get out of jail free card. I use it often. He always smiles and picks up the slack.

Today I literally feel like I am “holding the baby.“ I feel the weight of it in a different way. My belly makes sudden jumps visible to others, as if this child is kicking it’s way out.

Mom called me after lunch. We laughed about how time has crept up on me.
I have plenty more growing to do the problem is I’m running out of space.


I went swimming again this evening. It felt so wonderful! My body is able to stretch in the water in a way that can’t be done otherwise.
While in the water I was moving...in the locker-room it was a different story.

I had a hard time reaching my feet and a harder time getting them into my socks. When I dressed to my surprise I found my belly hanging out of my maternity shirt!!

Refreshed, nonetheless, I picked my kids up from the play room and headed home for dinner.

I waddled today. I felt it.
Today I feel pregnant!

Tuesday, January 12, 2010

Swim

It’s January

It’s Cold

It’s Snowy

I’m 28 weeks pregnant

I’m grumpy.

I found a new happy place. I like to swim. I didn’t like to swim when training for Triathlons but the water is the only place my body feels free anymore.

I swim laps for 30min. Since I’m doing this for exercise sake (not a time) I find my mind and body really enjoy swimming.

It’s great to be at the gym and be lost in my own thoughts instead of being bombarded with TV monitors and music.

I just need to get used to my body weight when I climb out of the pool. I’m a little tipsy trying to get back to the locker room.

Wednesday, December 9, 2009

Business of the Tooth Fairy

When I was a child I loved the fantasy world. I could imagine I was someone else or somewhere else for hours on end.
I loved the magic of Christmas, and especially the TOOTH FAIRY.

I loved the thought that I was going to get a special visitor. It was only for ME. This personal attention went a long way with me.
I would arrange all my stuffed animals on the bed in the perfect spot (because I was sure they came alive while I slept) wear my cutest nightgown and try to look perfect as I drifted off to dreamland, impatiently awaiting to see if the fairy really knew I lost a tooth that day.

I didn’t care so much about the money. I can’t even remember weather I got pennies or dollars. It was more about the mystery of a FAIRY knowing me and visiting ME. When I awoke the next morning and found loot under my pillow my whole body would fill with a thrill of excitement. A FAIRY knows me!! A FAIRY saw me last night!! How did she do it? I didn’t hear a thing!

Last week Jarom lost his front tooth. Two days later he lost his other front tooth and a few days after that Jennica lost a bottom tooth.
The Hobi’s are keeping the Tooth Fairy in business!

 
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Being one that loved the whole Fairy experience as a child, I sure don’t envy her job anymore. I’m not sure why, but I really dislike the thought of that job!

We have a GREAT tooth fairy. Her name is Toothina. (She looks a lot like my sister.)

 
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She is rather punctual, except for one tooth. She missed a visit with Jarom but followed up the next night with a lovely letter and apology. She even responded to a class project for Jarom with a 2 page report and picture explaining her family line and duties. (Photo above)
We learned her Mother was my tooth fairy! And when the Hobi kids have kids her kid will be their fairy. (It stays in the family)

So back to my issue about her job... I find it too intense to have to sneak into their rooms after they have gone to sleep. This must mean a very LATE hour because what kid goes right to sleep when they are expecting a visitor that night??

What would happen if they woke up on her? What would she say? She couldn’t pretend to be tucking them into bed...SHE’S A FAIRY!!
WHat happens when she gets to their bed and she can’t find the tooth! How on earth is she to search under the pillow their huge head is atop of?
And what determines the amount for each tooth? How can she remember what she gave for the last tooth or even the older sibling??

It’s stressful enough for me to keep track of their tooth before nightfall. My kids are usually so excited about the lost tooth that they misplace them. I panic and spend the evening on my hands and knees searching for the tiny tooth so they wouldn’t miss out on the experience later that night.

By my bed time I am exhausted, as I crawl into bed I am thankful the Hobi’s have an awesome Tooth Fairy and pray the kids will stop loosing teeth so quickly and hope they won't catch her that night!

Being a Tooth Fairy isn't what I signed up for! I so glad I chose to be a Mom instead!

** One night the Tooth Fairy had called a substitute to do the job because she was out to a “Fairy Training” Upon returning she found a note on HER pillow expressing the job wasn’t done with the substitute snoring away in bed.
It’s a tough job!

Tuesday, December 8, 2009

Visit to Santa 09

Today was another magical day.
It started out like a usual school morning but Sam and I had a trick up our sleeve.

The kids were dressed for school and herded into the car, but instead of dropping them off to school I told them I was kidnaping them for the day. Of course they didn't believe me till I actually drove past the school.
Chants and cheers roared from the back seat when we announced we were going into NYC to visit Santa at Macy's.

We spent an hour in line for Santa, which the kids endured very well. There were plenty of Elves and attractions to look at as we wandered through the "North Pole."

Santa was happy to see us. The kids were happy to see Santa. Oddly enough no one had much to say once they were sitting on his lap.

When he asked what they wanted for Christmas Jace answered a hammer (????!!!) Jennica wasn't sure and Jarom mentioned something about his missing two front teeth.

Pictures were taken and we were escorted out into the not as magical land of Macy's again. Throughout the department store there were "Mail Stations" where you could write a letter to Santa and drop it into the mail box. We took a seat and each of us wrote our list. Jennica was still stumped at the wishes to make, Jarom once again asked for Star Wars toys, 3rd year in a row, and Jace requesting that darn hammer!

Next we took to the Subway and headed for China town to enjoy a lunch of dumplings at our favorite Restaurant Joe's Shanghi.

It was a beautiful day in the City. The sky was blue the sun was bright but Christmas was in the air.
The kids had a great time. So did I.

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Wednesday, November 11, 2009

On my way home

In a few hours I'm back to the airport. Back to life.

Is it bad that I thoroughly enjoyed my 6 days away?

Is it bad that didn't miss my kids at all? (I knew they were perfectly safe with dad)

Last night was the only night I didn't sleep well.

I lay awake thinking of all the things I would be faced with when I return.

I'm amazed at how easy it was for me to shut it all out when I walked out of my home.

I needed this quiet, slow time away.

Hopefully I'll give more tender hugs and have a rejuvenated bounce in my step when I return....

after I give dad a BIG THANK YOU!!! (and send him off to the gym)

Tuesday, November 10, 2009

My Trip

From one end of the Country

 
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To the other

 
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I'm in Heaven in both places!

Olivia

 
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For the past five days I have been away.

Away from schedules, email and my family.

My stay in California has been so peaceful. I do what 2 month old Olivia does.

My days have been filled with naps, feedings, kisses and SUN.

Naps for myself, feedings from great resturants, and kisses for my brand new niece Olivia, in the warm SUN!

I’m not sure why I packed a bag. I’ve been in my pj’s most the time.

One morning Olivia seemed to be on New York time so she and I sat together in her room and played till the sun came up, while her mom and dad slept on.

I enjoyed this moment with her. Perhaps, because I wasn’t a new mother deprived of sleep, banking on each baby blink to be the last for another few hours of desperatly needed rest.

I loved holding, kissing and rocking her as the morning light changed the shadows on the wall.

I held her in my arms long after she fell asleep and watched her breath.

Babies are so wonderful.

Olivia has brought to surface many memories of my own babies. The grunts, the smells, the burps and toots.

It all came back to me.

I haven’t been a new mother in a long time but it all came back so naturally.

Feeling my own little one nudge and push within is a sweet reminder that my “mothering nights” are not over.

I am so thankful for that.

Wednesday, November 4, 2009

Freaky Friday's

 
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I am not a big fan of Halloween, but for the kids I try to have a little fun with it.
This year’s October theme was Freaky Friday’s!

Each Friday in Oct we would do something “Halloweenish.“
The First Friday of the month I surprised the kids with a decorated house. Our BIG spider from last year went up again in the Entry. I found a fun Shower curtain and hand towels for the bathroom and stickers for their bedroom windows.

 
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Other weeks we had a Freaky Friday family dinner by candle light or a freaky Friday Movie night.
Each Friday after school snack was something yummy like donuts and apple cider, muffins or pie!




 
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Halloween turned out ok. We went out early because we wanted to be home early. We were knocking on doors by 5pm and back home by 6pm.

After just one neighborhood all three of our kids looked like zombies. No smiles, no running from door to door. Just bored to death looks on their faces. They were the party poopers this year. Before long they were asking, ”How much longer?”
We did two small streets total and called it quits.
Called in for Indian food and headed home for dinner and a movie.

 
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Once we got home it became clear Jarom was not feeling well. Fever.


We all snuggled on the living room floor with our candy and watched Charlie and the Chocolate Factory.

The kids were in bed by 8pm.

My kind of Halloween!