Lane and his temperament

This is what Lane looks like when he wakes up. It takes about half an hour...or a bottle to get him happy. He takes after me. Let's just say I'm not very friendly when I get woke up. He also has this thing where he doesn't really like me taking pictures of him. He gets that from his Dad. The twins love the camera. (See pictures below.)

Madison's first talk in Primary

I know I'm an old Mom 'cause I'm pushin' forty, but can't I still get excited when my eldest child--who's only 3--gets chosen to give her first talk in Primary? Madison came home with a sticker from church. She is assigned to give a talk in Primary on February 7th. I'm so excited! I'm not sure what to do though--any ideas? Brant are already grinning about going to Primary to watch her. We even traded weekends--they were going to go to St. George next weekend--but I'm going to come here again so she can give her talk. I know--I'm overexcited, but despite my age, I'm still a first timer at alot of this stuff.

Awesome 80's

So...I'd never pass up a chance to dress in 80's clothes. We're promoting a new product call Flashback, so for work we were able to dress in our favorite "flashback" era. Of course, I chose 80's. Flipped collar, big hair, heavy makeup, and leg warmers. What more could a girl ask for. My Service Coordinators (who are half my age) said I looked like an old lady who had never left her high school years. Vicki and I used to laugh at those ladies. They were stuck in whatever era they went to high school. We swore we would never do that. Dressing up once in a while doesn't count, but I sure do miss the 80's.

Another week

Here I am at the end of another week and not much has happened. I think blogging is rather dull when you remove all of the cute things your kids do. I am happy to report that Brant brought the family over yesterday and will be staying here for the weekend. We have set a date for them to move--by February 15th. I am so excited. It's going to be like Christmas. It is always fun to settle into a new house and routine.

Last night was the first night Porter and Madison have slept in separate rooms. They have had a few times where they weren't together when they were babies--but this is the official separation of the twins. Brant thought Madison would want to sleep with "her boys." That's what she calls them. But, she was quit anxious to leave them and go to her own room with her own bed. She even shut the door when she went to bed.

This morning, I asked Porter and Madison what they liked most about their new house. Madison said she liked her bed and her own room. Porter said he liked that his Mom was here. (Aaah....he's my sweetheart...I don't care if he is a Momma's boy.)

When I came home from work yesterday, Brant had the kids sitting quietly at the table and he was fixing dinner. I joined the kids and we waited for the food. I can definitely get used to having a man-wife...especially if he cleans the toilets and vacuums.

Thank Goodness It's Friday

Only one more work day...and then it's back to Vegas. I love my job, but I miss my family. Hope to get them in the same place soon! I don't have as much stuff to write about without the kids around.

My life is pretty boring. I work, come home and piddle with cleaning or setting a few things up. I've been trying to exercise more, but can't say I'm a hundred percent committed yet. With no TV, I've plenty of time to catch up on reading and listening to motivational CD's. You'd think I'd have my life perfect.

Any Ideas, Anyone?

I am in charge of a fundraising for work. I will have a group of students working with me...I want to raise about $5,000. Any ideas?

Weekend's over too fast

What a wonderful weekend with my family. We had so much fun. It was nice to be together. The kids were so restless I felt like we needed to get outside and play. It was a nice 63 degrees in Vegas and the sun was shining. They were resistant to go outside, but once they did we had so much fun. We played in the dirt and I chased them around. Is it bad that your 3 year olds can run faster than you? I'm going to have to work on that.

I had to coax them into letting me take a picture with my phone. The twins insisted on putting their hoods up since Lane was wearing a hat. That devious grin on Lane's face is a devious grin! He's my little devil child. Sweet, but what a temper. And, look at the meat hooks that kid has. He's only a shoe size behind Porter and Madison. He's going to make the little bunch look like a group of triplets if he keeps growing at this rate.

Brant and I went to Avatar this weekend. We saw it in an IMAX with 3D. It was very, very cool. I have to say I really liked it. I'm not much of a movie buff, but this one was good. I highly recommend it. Actually, I don't know anyone who hasn't liked it.

Now I'm back in St. George--living my other life--bachelorette working Mom. I'll sleep well, look good, and gets lots of sleep. But, I'll miss the little ones.

I am sitting in a ham radio class

That's the text my Mom sent to me when she didn't answer my phone call. I had to laugh...but also have alot of admiration for. She is 63 years old and she still is doing new things and she's very active. Last week she went with all the guys to hang out with them while they were snowboarding. She was out there taking pictures and being with the boys. I hope I am just as active and ready to try out new things in 24 years.

The long distance relationship continues

Brant brought the kids over this weekend. This was the first time they got to see our new house. They had a blast chasing each other through the empty rooms. We have bunkbeds set up in the boys room. Madison loved that she is the only girl in the "girls room." They played in the back yard. Porter kept asking me if this was Travis' house. They have no memory of living in a house that wasn't someone else's. I kept telling them it was just our house. They slept until at least 8 every morning.

We're still living in two cities, because we need to save a little more money. We need a few basics like a washer and dryer, microwave, dining table, and mattresses. We can probably live without everything else for awhile. We're going to alternate weekends--I'll go over there one weekend; and the kids will come over here the next.

It's rough, but could be alot worse. I'm sure the time will pass quickly and we'll all be under the same roof soon! Can't wait. Until then...we keep plugging along.

I really don't mean to be ungrateful but...

...an external hard drive to back up the overflow on our computer?!?! That's what he went to Fry's for? I mean...it is a practical thought, but I was a little excited about the setup. I guess when you get a good tease, you're just expecting more. I had visions of laptops, netbooks, blackberry's, Ipods, and digital cameras dancing in my head. A slim black box with a 360 GB capacity just didn't do it for me. Too much anticipation. And...P.S....he DID get me a digital photo keyring too!

Surprise? Or, Suprise!

Brant left the house to get me my "other" Christmas present. He said it wasn't going on sale until after Christmas. He's going to Fry's...now I can't wait. I really wanted a Netbook...or maybe it's a new camera. I hope he's not getting me a digital keyring or something now that's he gotten my hopes up.

Lane went to nursery

Today was Lane's first day in nursery--and ironically, the twins' last day. He's been old enough to go, but because we have 11 o'clock church it's usually nap time and he ends up going to sleep. I asked him today if he wanted to go "night-night" or go to class. He said he wanted to go to class. Fortunately, with him if he's awake and something is going on, he'll usually keep on going. He was so excited. He has this, "I'm with the big kids today" kind of attitude. He just followed the twins in and didn't blink an eye. When I picked him up, he strutted to the door and snatched a colored paper off of the door. (They always tape the kids' drawings on the door.) I'm sure he had watched other kids do it.

I can't believe Porter and Madison are going to be old enough to start in Primary. I can't believe how proud I am that my kids are going to be Sunbeams. I remember teaching Sunbeams and how little I thought they were. I feel as proud as if they were graduating from high school. I know, I'm overproud, but what can I say--I'm a Mom. I've been telling them for a couple of weeks that they'll be going to the "Big" Primary very soon. I told Madison today again. I said, "You get to be a Sunbeam next week." She usually breaks out her off-key rendition of "Jesus Wants Me For A Sunbeam." I explained that now she was getting older and this meant going to Primary. She said, "Is my belly going to get big, Mom?"

I said, "No, why?"

She said, "Because I'm getting older."

I said, "No. That's doesn't happen until you get really old." Silly girl.

Today, after Sacrament meeting the lady behind us leaned forward and said, "I just have to tell you your kids are so sweet and so adorable. I can't believe how well-behaved they are. And you...," she looked at Brant, "...are an amazing Father. You're wonderful with your children. Really, you two are great parents." I was actually surprised. I think we were out at least twice with the kids--a dirty diaper, and someone had to pee. But, I could have been happier than if I won a Grammy. I had tears in my eyes, even though Brant got most of the credit.

What keys are you holding?

I cannot express in words the elation I have felt this past week as I received the keys to our new house. We have been living with family for almost 4 years now. It's been crazy trying to have our three kids in someone else's home. I am so thankful for all of the help we have had and for the fact that I have amazing in-laws who are so generous. We could not have had a better experience considering the circumstances.

However, I am so excited to be getting into our own home. Brant came over this weekend to go to my work Christmas party. I did not tell him that everything had come together and I signed the rental agreement. I wanted to surprise him. Of course, I'm an idiot and horrible as surprises so I totally screwed it up. I planned to take him there blindfolded after our Christmas party. Right before we left from my work to get ready, I thought I was sending a text to my sister, Kim.

I text, "We're coming over to your house to get ready for the party. Don't say anything about the house, cuz Brant doesn't know we got it."

I got a text back...from Brant, "LOL. So we got a house?"

I know, I know...how can I be SO smart and yet so incredibly dumb at the same time. If I had a quarter every time someone said that to me...

Anyway, today I noticed that I have a key chain with keys on it now. I hadn't realized that those keys mean something. I haven't had keys for a long time. I have a house key; I have a mail key; and I have a car key. That's all. The car isn't mine, but I still have that key. And, it doesn't represent ownership, it represents that I have family who care enough about me to let me use their vehicle. No strings attached. That key means alot. I realized how symbolic keys are in our lives. I bet if you look at your key ring right now, it will tell you alot more about the things you have than you realize. It means home, what kind of car you drive, and maybe even where you work. I never thought I'd be grateful for keys. Brant has one key I'll never get back...it's the one to my heart. (Okay, that was for all of the cheese balls. I had to throw it in there.)

Love One Another

I read a familiar scripture today. It said, "By this shall all men know you that ye are my disciples, if ye have love one to another." John 13:35 I've heard this a hundred times, but it really struck me today. I claim to be a Christian, to follow Christ, but I have to ask myself if I truly do love people. Especially, the people that I come into contact with. That would mean the people at Walmart; the people driving on the road; the people I work with; and the people in my life. That would also mean the people that don't necessarily treat me the way I should be treated. It means the people that have made bad choices. It means loving a lot of people that I may not feel deserved to be loved.

I guess you have to ask yourself what love is; what does it mean to love one another? We hear often that Jesus is the Reason for the Season. He has to be the reason all year round. Love to me means caring, nurturing, forgiving, not judging, serving, and so much more. You have to define it for yourself. It's funny how much debate there is over what a Christian is. If we read the scriptures, we can answer our commitment to Christ by how much we truly do love one another. This had made me taken an inspection of my ability to love others. I hope I can do better and be more like Christ. Tina Turner posed the question in one of her hit songs, "What's Love Got To Do With It." Apparently, Tina, it has everything to do with.

I've been nutty, and it hasn't been nice

This strange phenomena occurred this week. I started getting a really bitter taste in my mouth. The first time I noticed it was early Tuesday morning. My first thought was, "Wow! Morning breath just gets worse with age!" But brushing didn't make the bitter taste disappear. Throughout the day, I would feel like I had been sucking on metal. There was just a tinge or something so bitter in my mouth.

After a couple of days I decided to google "bitter taste in my mouth." A lot of things come up under that pertaining to health related issues. The number one thing was dental hygiene. I did not believe this was the case for me--I visit the dentist every six months; brush with a Sonicare; use a tongue scraper daily; and carry dental floss in my purse. (Are you proud of me, Ron!)I remember seeing something about Pine Nuts, but it never occurred to me that would be what was causing the bitter taste.

After a few more days of this, I couldn't stand to eat anything because the food would taste bitter too. I went back to Google trying to solve this mystery. I saw the Pine Nuts again, and since I had exhausted every other option I read what people were saying. Then remembered, I had eaten Pine Nuts on Sunday.
Apparently, two people can eat from the same batch of pine nuts and only one person can have the reaction that has been dubbed, "Pine Mouth." Fortunately, I think I am on the end of my bout with bitter mouth. Finally, I'll be able to enjoy food again! Wikipedia is so good at succinctly summarizing I've included their description of it:

Risks of eating pine nuts
A small minority of pine nuts can cause taste disturbances, developing 1–3 days after consumption and lasting for days or weeks. A bitter, metallic taste is described. Though very unpleasant, there are no lasting effects. This phenomenon was first described in a scientific paper in 2001.[8] Some publications have made reference to this phenomenon as "pine mouth"