Friday, January 30, 2009


My friend said yesterday that I need to have Paxton cast in the last Twilight movie as Reneesme. Finn had the same fangs, but I don't recall when they weren't so prominent. He likes to nip at clothing with them (although he got a good bite of lil Brig), but he doesn't bite nearly as much as Quincy.
Sorry for the boogie...didn't see it until I blew it up big.


Not sure why I am glad it's Friday, because the weekends don't seem a whole lot different than the weekdays at my house.

Here are some things that happened here this week:

Paxton and Quincy unloaded the dishwasher -- hope they don't break the dishwasher door.
I made my own hamburger buns for dinner last night. Won't recommend the recipe yet because they were a little "pretzley" tasting, but the dinner was great. Portabella gardenburgers, swiss cheese, sauteed mushrooms (with truffle salt) and avacados, lettuce and tomato. DELISH!

I took the little boys (trying not to call them twins all the time) to the library's toddler dance party. True to my boys, one loved it and one wanted to go home. We compromised and when we left 5 minutes early.

Normally, on Fridays I make homemade pizza for dinner (makes me feel like I get take out, I guess) but not tonight: I am trying this recipe. It just seemed easier to dump stuff into the crockpot and make some rice. Don't think I would recommend this it 8 hours made the chicken dry, although it had good flavor.

I think I am stressed. Not sleeping well (as usual) but had a few other things come up. The worst thing is my mom has had some health issues and the whole family is a little anxious. I am going to ask Alvin for a shoulder rub tonight, and maybe follow it with nyquil for a good nights sleep.

Wednesday, January 28, 2009

25 Random Things About Me

Several friends have posted this on their blogs or facebook, so I thought I would give it a try.

25 Random Things
1. I hate boobs…and I was burdened with unnecessarily large ones, so I had them reduced at age 16 and they grew back. But I strongly support breast feeding, if only my boobs could do the one thing they were meant to do.
2. I have only broken 2 bones: one finger and one in the ball of my foot, which was broken so many times (high heels) I had to have it removed.
3. I had carpal tunnel surgery when my twins were 8 months old, and I am afraid it is going to come back.
4. I grew up next door to where I live now. I hated growing up on a farm, and truthfully don’t love it now, but I love it for my kids.
5. I hate thrift stores. I would love to be more frugal, but the smell in those stores makes me nauseous.
6. I don’t eat shrimp…I like it, but I think it gives me migraines. And every time I go out to eat with my siblings, I always have to pick around it because they don’t remember.
7. I love having a garden, but wish someone else would do the work. One year, we grew almost everything for homemade salsa, which we canned and then gave to our neighbors (with a bag of chips), for Christmas.
8. I would prefer to eat no meat, but my husband will only agree to a few meatless meals a week.
9. Most of my favorite vegetables start with A (Artichokes, avocado, asparagus)
10. I don’t like to cuddle in bed (but will tolerate it for a few minutes). I blame my parents, being the second born, they probably never slept with me…and I don’t sleep with my kids.
11. I like to read fiction…My life is enough nonfiction for me.
12. I loved the name Finn for years, even told Alvin that if he wouldn’t name a child Finn, I wouldn’t marry him. When my sister gave her son it as a middle name, I barely talked to her until she changed it (not sure our relationship has ever really recovered).
13. I think I am well traveled and yet I have traveled the least of all my family (siblings and parents)
14. I have always wanted to go skydiving.
15. I am a certified scuba diver…but haven’t been since my honeymoon. I have a friend who may go with me in the Puget Sound this summer.
16. I was in Jamaica on my honeymoon on September 11, 2001 and couldn’t get home, so we had to stay an extra week.
17. I didn’t vote republican or democrat in this past election (I voted for a woman) because I wanted to be able to say “don’t blame me, I didn’t vote for him.”
18. My I-pod has very little music on it. Instead I have podcasts and audio books…they make “escaping” easier.
19. I love to nap. I have been known to nap just about anywhere, including under a desk, in the car but I love it when the sun shines through a window and warms me.
20. I drive a minivan, but feel I have a small car personality. Can’t back that big thing like you can a little car.
21. I don’t like to eat meat off the bone…probably one of the reasons why I don’t like meat, especially fried chicken because of the connective tissue. It grosses me out.
22. I got my first tattoo when I was 20, and almost got a second one…now I am glad I stopped with one.
23. I took piano lessons from age 8 until 14 and I hated every minute of it, and now I don’t play and I don’t think I will make my kids play an instrument.
24. I always wanted 3 kids, but thought there would be more girls than boys. And no, there is no family history of twins.
25. I LOVED being pregnant, but it didn’t love me and almost killed me both times.

Oh, if you are reading this and haven't done it, you should. It took me 2 hours to come up with this list and I had to nap inbetween. Post it on facebook or myspace if you don't have a blog.

What do I do all day?

I miss my friends. Amy, Sarah, Mary and the hoards of others that I don't call when I want to, just to chat. I wish I could, but the kids just make it hard and then I feel out of touch.

Yesterday I called Sarah. She understands my life, because it's hers. She has a 6 year old, and twin boys that are a few months older than mine. I miss having daily converstaions, and yet when we talked, I felt like not much time had passed.

So, if I have been out of touch, don't think it's just you. Because in truth it's just me (or my kids) and I hope that someday we will reconnect, when things aren't so chaotic.

For those with older kids that need a reminder, or those with no's what keeps me busy all day.

Tuesday, January 27, 2009


Pretty sad when this is what you are looking forward to today, and you are a woman in your mid 30's (don't you dare remind me that it is actually late 30's). It's a cute enough show, but darn it, they have commercials. I strongly dislike commercials.

Friday, January 23, 2009

Polar Bear, Polar Bear, What do you hear?

We read this book a lot, can you tell? Cute video, but kind of long.

In case you are wondering, no, they didn't sleep well last night. The night before was a fluke. I was up more than just with the kids; Woke to coyotes howling right outside my window (or it sounded like it) and I had one of those dreams where you are peeing...had to get up and quick. Oh, please tell me I am not the only one!

Thursday, January 22, 2009

Sleep is a wonderful thing.

Growing up, whenever we tried to sleep in, my dad would say "people die in their sleep." I say, that would be blissful.

I hope my last posts weren't looking like I was digging for compliments, because that wasn't my intent...although I do appreciate kind remarks. I really dislike when people do that: put themselves down in order to get kind words...what is the word for that?

Last night, I got 7 hours of uninterrupted sleep. 7 HOURS!!!! I actually woke before the kids, to go to the bathroom, and went back to sleep. Quincy was pretty grumpy this morning, but I was in a great mood. We got Finn on the bus and went for our walk...didn't even bother me when Paxton started screaming. We walked about 2 miles total and both boys had a little nap in the stroller. I loaded them in the car when we returned and went to the hardware store (I usually avoid taking them into stores). I feel like I have accomplished things and it's only 11:30. No napping for me today, I might get the vaccuming done, some laundry folded or maybe just play with Finn during nap time.

Yes, it's AMAZING what good sleep can do.

Wednesday, January 21, 2009

Vomit take 2

Okay, Alvin would never agree to clean up all the vomit, but if he did, I don't think he could do it. We had more of it today...2 sick little boys, and Alvin provided support to Paxton, while turning his head and retching. Alvin ran off when I dismissed him and started the bath water, while I did the clean up. (When Quincy threw up, I happened to have a bucket in my hand...and I thought he was choking on a marshmallow!)
Finn built this while we were cleaning up.

What am I up to?

Jen noticed that I haven't put anything up here for more than a few here is why. I am tired! I have had sick kids and not feeling so hot myself and then add loss of sleep from sick kids. Yeah, you get it. Then there is the self doubt that creeps into my mind, that maybe I am just not handling motherhood well and it has nothing to do with 2 year olds. And I don't like to write a bunch of negative stuff on here, so it's better for me to wait until I have something positive to write about.

And here is it. Okay, it's a little overcooked, but to me it is beautiful.It's sourdough, rip the top of your mouth crusty and chewy on the inside. It was my first attempt at this recipe and I think I am going to have to adjust heat next time and I am also going to double the recipe, because it's too flat and my dutch oven is too big. I have my next batch started for cooking tomorrow.

Monday, I baked my favorite bread recipe, but substituted honey for molassas and it was DELICIOUS. We ate both loaves in one day.

So anyone have advice for getting kids to sleep all night long? I've been to the doctor and he suggested locking them in their rooms, so they can't get out, but Alvin won't agree to it, and I think that would be horrid for the downstairs neighbors. Quincy wakes up early and wants to watch tv, then wakes up Paxton, who hasn't slept well all's a recipe for grumpy parents. Maybe Alvin will want to lock them in tonight. I am lucky though, I called my mom this morning and she took the twins while Finn was at school and I got a little nap. Early to bed tonight.

Thursday, January 15, 2009

Eyeball Monsters

I was thinking of ways to be more positive today...and would I be a pessimist to say I couldn't think of a way? Well, I was watching the incredible outcome of todays plane crash and talking on the phone...and Quincy and Finn were constantly interrupting me. Paxton, however, was sitting quietly at the table and here he is proudly showing his work (he'd found the sticker bucket). That gave way to this...Finn called them the eyeball monsters.

Of course this led to screaming and monster moises, even after I put the stickers away, but at least they were happy and entertained for a while.

Wednesday, January 14, 2009

I hate vomit

Last night I was late getting into bed, had just fallen into a deep sleep when the screaming started. I met the screamer in the kitchen, picked him up and carried the now sleeping child back to his bad. 30 minutes later, I hear the sound of footsteps coming through the kitchen and prepared myself to do the same...and frankly, I would have preferred to do the same.

Yesterday when Finn came home from school, he looked tired, and should have been because he was up early yesterday morning. After a bite of lunch, he just wanted to cuddle with me, so I plugged in my Ipod and let him watch tv. Cuddle time ended when Quincy woke up, but Finn chose to lay on the couch under a pile of blankets, because he was cold. He watched tv, but fell asleep. Yep, fever. Gave him some Ibuprophen and by bedtime he was his usual self, until 12:12am.

A wise woman told me last year that she made a deal with her husband when they were a young family: he wouldn't have to change any poopie diapers and she wouldn't clean up vomit. I mentioned this to Alvin this morning, and he replied that he'd rather do the diapers, which explains why he left me on my own last night.

Interestingly, the screamer slept through the clean up which was just a foot away from his head, and yet woke up at 6:00am and threw a tantrum, because we wouldn't let him watch tv in the living room (sicko was sleeping there). I dozed on and off until 8, but I am still tired.

FYI, another shout out for the home made cleaner (which uses neither bleach or ammonia) quickly smelled better than the vomit.

And of course, Finn was really upset that I wouldn't let him go to school today.

Tuesday, January 13, 2009

Random Stuff

Uncle Jake took the boys for a run today while I went to an appointment. They were gone for about an hour and a half, and for some change, Paxton cried for the first half hour (it's been Quincy crying when I take them for a walk). They had a great time and they LOVE their uncle.I went to tuck Paxton into bed the other night and found this on the floor. This certainly isn't the longest parade of little people he's made, but I noticed he has all the people facing the same direction. I wonder what they are waiting for. Quincy woke up this morning and refused to get dressed. He said his jammies were his clothes. I am posting this for Chris to show his mom, because she gave the boys these pajamas for Christmas. Paxton and Finn hitting the rice this morning. (Pax is in his jammies too) Quincy and Finn were up at 6:00 this morning, but let us sleep for another hour because they were playing so well (probably in the rice). Yes, Finn's hair is's his white boy fro and we love it. I'm going to grow it out and see if it is pretty. And here is the rice my boys find so intriguing...don't ask me why, but they love it. Although, I did have to take it for a time out a few minutes ago, because Paxton was chasing Quincy around the house with a cup full, trying to dump it on his head.

Monday, January 12, 2009

Hummus, Rice and Super Glue

No, that wasn't our dinner. Well, the hummus was and it went over very well. The boys like the idea of dipping things and ate pretty well. I add tons of sun dried tomatoes, so I feel like they are getting some vitamins. I served it with Pita Chips, carrots, tomatoes, sliced cucumbers and sweet peppers. Apparently, I added a bit too much garlic (I had only a few cloves left, so I added them in) and when my brother came over tonight, he told us we stink.

This afternoon I brought our water table in from outside and cleaned it off, with a lot of help and mess from the boys. I emptied our rice bin into it and let them play. Of course, I put a mat down, but rice is all over our living room. They love it and it keeps them entertained. I looked over once, and Paxton and Quincy, clad in only their diapers were taking turns, laying over the top and dumping rice over each others backs.

And I love super glue...okay, it's actually krazy glue, but I love it. A few years ago, I put glue on a paper cut and it helped, then I saw them using medical type stuff on ER and after using it on hang nails, I determined it would be good enough for Alvin when he gets cut. So, now my goal this year is to not go to the doctor to get stitches. I was sweeping up the rice with my hands, and I remembered this...because I have super glued my thumb shut. On Saturday, Finn was playing with a fork against the knob of a drawer and bent the tynes of the fork. I could have gotten angry, but I just wanted to get the boys to the table for dinner and Alvin wasn't home. So, I tried to straighten the fork with my hands, ending up with a deep gash on my thumb (yes, it was extremely painful, because like your forks, mine are dull). My initial thought was "I'm 5 feet away from the super glue" and I went with it...I didn't wash, just wiped the blood off and glued it shut. Okay, I don't know if I would have needed stitches, but it wasn't pretty and hurt...and it hasn't kept me from doing a thing, including baths and dishes. Next time you are in need, glue it shut and hope to hell you haven't gotten an infection trapped in there.

Wednesday, January 7, 2009


This year, many of you know, I started making my own bread. I did this for a few reasons: 1. I didn't like looking at the ingredients every time I bought bread, trying to avoid high fructose corn syrup. 2. It cost too much for a loaf of bread. 3. I love the smell of bread baking.
When I went away to school, I was introduced to fresh bread. The eatery at Ricks (if you remember what it was called..please tell me. It was on the bottom level of the main building, where we caught the grey bus to the top of the hill) you could buy a thick slice of fresh bread with honey butter for a small amount of money (don't remember what it was). I remember thinking it was probably comfort food for those with good mormon moms who made homemade bread, but we never had it growing up.
I asked Alvin to buy me a kitchenaid for my birthday this year, and since August, I have used it a lot, but only a handful of times to make something other than bread. I've experimented with just a few kinds, but found one I absolutely love: it works well for sandwiches, tastes great with just butter, is a perfect side for soup. It was also what I gave everyone for Christmas this year.
I have been asked for the recipe, so here it is. I'm telling you how I make it with the kitchenaid, not the directions in the book where I found it.

Rabbit Hill Inn Oatmeal Molasses Bread
from Dairy Hollow House Soup & Bread, A Country Inn Cookbook by Crescent Dragonwagon.
2 cups boiling water
1 cup quick cook oatmeal
1 1/2 Tablespoons butter
Put this in the mixer bowl and let sit for 30 minutes.
2 tablespoons active dry yeast (Recipe calls for 1 tablespoon, but for some reason I use 2)
1/2 cup room temp water
Mix together and let sit for 10 minutes
Add to oatmeal
1/2 cup molassas (recipe calls for blackstrap, but I use what I can find and I have used honey with good results)
2 teaspoons salt
yeast and water mixture.
Mix everything well together.
2 cups whole wheat flour
3 cups white bread flour (maybe a little less)
and mix on slowest setting (I use the dough hook for everything). After everything is kind of together, switch to second to knead setting (#2) and set your timer for 8 minutes. Watch for a bit and if it isn't coming entirely together, assist manually or add more flour if it's too liquidy.
Transfer to a greased bowl and cover with dishtowel. Let sit until doubled, about 40 minutes if you use 2 T yeast. Cut in half and roll each half into a loaf and put in loaf pan and cover. Set timer for 30 minutes and when timer rings, turn oven onto 375 degrees. When oven is hot, put loaves in for 30 minutes. Turn out of pans right after they come out of the oven. (Makes 2 loaves...and I like those glass loaf pans)

If you are going to do this a lot, get a great bread knife.
I would like to make sourdough bread, because it is my all time favorite. The more sour, the better. I am searching for a starter locally, but if you have one, or know where to get one, please let me know.
I have attempted to fix spacing, but it isn't working...

Tuesday, January 6, 2009

Every Family Counts!

While reading blogs, I discovered that one particular faith is opposed to fertility treatments and it really has me disturbed, so here is my rant about that and other things related to motherhood. CORRECTION: Apparently said faith is opposed to IVF, not fertility treatments in general. Author and comments I read were misled to treatments used. Regardless, these are my feelings.

The blog I was reading was talking about Jon & Kate (plus 8) Gosslin and how the means they used to get pregnant wasn't great. I've done a little internet research on "Kate" and she used Clomid and intrauterine insemination to get pregnant. To say this is "not natural" sets me on edge and while it may not have included wine and roses, none of my pregnancies did either.

I think that motherhood is a calling and those that chose to accept this calling by taking extraordinary means should be celebrated. In fact, I think those mothers might be better mothers than those of us who just chose to have sex: they knew what they were risking and chose to do it regardless. (If I would have know I could have twins on a particular month, I probably would have waited until the next month).

What about moms who, oops, end up pregnant, with or with out a partner that aren't married? Why don't religions condemn that behavior as openly as they do fertility?

Someone is going to point out that we shouldn't judge...and we shouldn't judge either the mom that got knocked up or the mom that chose to have children with medical assistance. Keep it up and someone is going to tell me that because I had to have c-sections, I probably shouldn't have had kids either. And lets face it, to judge these things would just be ignorance.

I admire those that made hard choices to be mothers: to adopt, to have artificial insemination, to use clomid or IVF. It isn't often you hear those words within a news report on child abuse.

I think God gave us wisdom to make choices for our own good. Birth control is one of the places we have to use wisdom. If I had another baby, I don't know that I could handle it...sometimes I can't handle what I do have. Is God going to condemn me more for using BC or taking my own life or abusing my kids?

To all my mom friends...I hope that your children bring you joy and that you aren't judged for the choices you made to become a mother.

And while I am at it...don't ever tell a twin mom that you always wished you would have twins. I don't need more guilt in my life for wishing that my twins would have been born at different times. And if I ever get a chance to ask the Duggars a question, I am going to ask if they think twins are harder than singles...I get told all the time that people know what I am going through, because they have kids close together (Irish twins). I don't think it is the same!

All dressed and it's too early to go out!

I haven't written much on here lately because I was overwhelmed with "stuff." On Sunday, there were tears and Alvin and I agreed to set a schedule and stick to it (trial basis for 2 months). The schedule says I have to be in the shower at 7:30, have breakfast at 8, Alvin leaves at 8:30 and we leave for the bus at 9:05. So all that is done (Alvin left early today) and I still have 30 minutes before shoes on time.

No, this isn't a New Years resolution...I don't believe in them, but hopefully this is a life change. It's something to help cope with these boys and get Alvin home at 5:30 so I don't have to cook dinner like I did last night.

Did you know we had more snow! I thought I left snow behind in Utah, but it seems to have caught up with me. The December snow was almost gone: there were still small traces of it in the shade, and Sunday night I was caught by surprise with more snow. Oh, no way, they weren't going to call off school on the first day back after Christmas break, but they did schedule it 2 hours late, which means if you go to school for 2 1/2 hours in the morning, you don't go to school....and Finn was home yesterday. Remember, that snow cancelled school for 2 days prior to vacation too (and a 2 hour delay that same week).
But, before the snow, I started making bread...a "Christmas gift" for Finn's teacher and the power went out while it was baking. Yes, apparently all the snow last month weakened the trees and this recent heavy snow made the fall. We were only with out power for 6 hours, and survived it all fairly easily (thanks to the flashlights Finn gave his brothers--because I had put away all the other flashlights earlier that day), but now I have to make more bread today so Finn can take it to his teached tomorrow.
Rain is in the forecast for today...that should take care of the snow, since they are calling for lots of it. Well, at least we can have school in the rain.