Wild Things

Confession:

I did not love this movie. I wanted to, I really really wanted to, but I didn't.

I spent a good portion of the movie covering my eyes for fear I might vomit, because hand-held camera work and I do not mesh.

Whilst sitting with my eyes closed, I was able to appreciate the music, and I will definitely be getting the soundtrack.

Review: Slightly overdone, way too much camera movement, and amazing music.

It's a great book, so I'll keep it that way.

What did you think?

Family Photo Sesh

Here they are, in no particular order. Let me preface this by explaining the process.

We met Travis at Warm River with dinner. B and Drama (Clark) were in play shirts but had their nice jeans on. I was nervous through the dinner for fear B would fall into the water or mud, or barf on himself and the photo session would be ruined. I am usually more prepared with a backup set of clothes but it was a hectic day and we were in a hurry to leave the house.

We finished the meal unscathed, save but a little barf from Drama.

So we found the perfect location and I set up the tripod and a stool for Travis to sit on. He said

"This looks a little silly. Why would there be a stool here in the middle of the forest?"

Grr..

"Just sit there and smile ok?"

So I set my camera to take 6 rapid fire shots, in hopes that we would have at least one photo with our eyes open and smiles on our faces. I pushed the button and then ran to take my position. Then B thought it was a game and wanted to see the pictures so on the last frame he was usually trying to bolt. We took A LOT.

Here are some of my favorites.

This was right before Brenner jumped on my and almost sent us both to our death on the jagged rocks below.

Why is Drama so happy? Well, youe see, he's pulling his Dad's hair out by the roots as fast as he can.

B's favorite thing to do when I tell him to look at the camera and smile. Same face. Every time.

Ready...... BOLT!

Well I just think he's cute.

And now, the final product......

Afternoon Delight.

Today I thought back to when I was 17 and my Mom let me sleep in and stay out late.

Thanks Mom, you're the best.

So when I awoke to Clark screaming in his crib, for a fleeting moment I wished that I was 17 again, hunkered down in my feather bed, on a Saturday, sleeping the morning away.

Sleepily I threw back the covers and went in to fetch my overly-dramatic child. As soon as he saw me he smiled and stopped crying, and immediately I was thankful for this time in my life.

I love it that my kids find so much comfort in me. It might be a tad selfish but I love it.

Ahh so much to say, so very little time (both boys are asleep)

A few week s ago I was rushing around my house trying to get things together before we headed up to the River for our family photo shoot. I was in a mad whirlwind and Brenner kept asking me where we were going. I must have told him a hundred times before we got into the truck. So I pulled out of the driveway and headed to the freeway, like usual. Brenner was yelling something in the back ground and I was on auto-pilot, just driving. When we had driven for about 10 minutes I finally listened to what B was saying and this was it:

"MOM!! You're going the wrong way! Turn turn turn turn! Udder way! MOOOOOMMM!"

Yes, I had completely gone the wrong way and was, in fact, heading West when I should have been heading North.

It is no secret that I am terrible with directions. I try to leave at least 20 minutes early if I'm going someplace new. Now B is my human GPS, and this is definitely not the first time this has happened, nor will it be the last.

I am holding on the the last snippets of fall, going running outside while it's still nice. When I was preganant with B, my Dad bought him a little camoflauge suit, which unfortunately didn't fit B when it was cold. Heaven smiled down on us when we had another boy who will perpetually recieve hand-me-downs from his brother. Now when we go running, he is all bundled up looking a lot like an Ewok, and off we go.

Stay tuned for a post of the family pictures and an extra special post about driving in Idaho Falls

Here is a photo for your afternoon delight!

He's riding bear back.

Sans Pictures and Dishes.

How silly it was to think "What am I going to do all day when I have kids and stay at home?"
I just got home from Target, returning a coat for B that I couldn't stand. Is it to much to ask for a solid coat that's warm and looks good for toddler boys? Must it always be bright, annoying colors or have action super-heroes on it? And does a decent high quality jacket have to break the bank? I am going to be so glad when he is in the "Boys" section instead of toddler stuff.

It snowed here yesterday. It didn't stick, but the fact that it was cold enough to snow is making me sad. This is the cause for the trip to Target to buy boots, snow bibs, and a coat. I figured I might as well.

What happened to me? I used to LOVE the snow, and don't get me wrong, I still love it, but the word love is no longer in caps. It's so much harder when you have kids. Especially when those kids spend a lot of time outside and doing fun amazing things in the stroller. I went running this morning and about froze my nose off. It's only October 1st! Goodbye perfect September days. Hello coats over halloween costumes trick-or-treating in the snow.

Also I came away from Target thinking about how much I need a big kitchen. I mean huge. Because I love dishes ok, and bowls and plates and all things in that category. I like pointless glass objects that I only use once a year or less. There. More money would be helpful too. I saw a set of dishes that were on sale that I wanted so bad. SO bad. But I knew Travis would give me "the look" if I bought them. Definitely not in our budget or necessary whatsoever. Except for my extreme enjoyment, and I'm sure I would find a place to put them. This one is going to take a while to get over.

Ok ok I'll be positive. Even though someone gave my kids a horrible cold, and Idaho Falls is freezing, and I hate bottle feeding my baby, I'll look on the bright side. We got our lawn in Tuesday, I just got back from a fabulous trip to Hawaii and if Clark wasn't bottle feeding I wouldn't have been able to go. And it is technically still Fall. Hello! My favorite.
And I'm wearing my favorite shirt. The one that says "Yes, I am pushing a double stroller and I wipe bums and noses all day, but I am still totally killer awesome."
I think I'll go eat a toaster strudel now, compliments of Shar.

P.S. I would love to post some pictures but for some reason blogger is on the blitz and it's not an option right now. Hopefully soon though, because we have Hawaii and a family photo shoot in the leaves!

Found it!

Found my wallet, it was at the grocery store. When Travis went to pick it up on his way home from work, they said "We would have called or something but there was no contact information."
This is something I had never thought about before, have you? My license still has my parents address and there are no phone numbers anywhere in the pockets and deep dark corners. Now I have a little card that has my name, number, husband's name, number, and other emergency contact info, just on case I get in a horrible car accident and can't speak and my phone is missing too... or if I leave my wallet in the grocery store again.

Ugh

After a whole week of sitting on the floor of the laundry room, I have finally folded the overflowing basket of whites. No more sneaking through the living room and kitchen after a shower to get underwear, they're folded neat and tidy in their drawers- as well as the rest of the laundry I might add. It's not that I hate the folding so much as I hate the putting away. Oh I long for the days when my children are old enough and I can say "Come get your clothes! I folded them now you put them away." Until then I will have to be content with B putting his socks and underwear away, because when he puts shirts and pants away, they sometimes don't make it...
So, today has been a pretty productive day I would say. The past few nights I have been suffering from a mysterious illness that incapacitates me completely with high fever and chills. After 2 days of this it occurred to me I am having some issues in the chest area from weaning Clark for the trip to Hawaii (3 more days holla meg & nan!) So I called and got an antibiotic to clear things up.
Phewf crisis averted. Check that off the list.

Oh wait not so fast.

When I put the boys in the truck to go get it, to my complete horror I could not find my wallet. Scanning the previous day in my mind, I realized it is either in a grocery cart in St. Anthony, at the garbage dump, or at my cousin Holly's house in Saratoga Springs. Yikes, I know. If I don't have a purse or diaper bag I am always losing my wallet, Travis is used to it by now but I could tell when I called he was especially flustered with me. So since I am going to a tropical island on friday I best be finding it fast. And I have to get a new driver's license before I leave because mine expires on my birthday next week.

Minor details.

So then I vacuumed and cleaned up my house. I pre-made dinner, and played matching games with B. And I watched Clark pull himself up to things, screaming and giving me crusties the whole time.
And then we took pictures together while B slept.
Don't mind the crusty boogers in his nose, I promise I wiped it after because I hate crusty noses.
So for now I am keeping busy so I don't freak out about my wallet.
Wish me luck!

Nap Time Getaway

Occasionally, I get both my little curtain climbers to nap at the same time. Bliss.
So, I'm going to do a quick post and then do... whatever I want until they wake up. Before I had Clark, I would lay with B until he fell asleep, watching his eyelids getting heavier and heavier until they finally touched his bottom lid, sending him off to dreamland. Often I was impatient for this small phenomenon, watching and waiting so I could slip away and do some cleaning or homework or some other nasty task. But lately, after I feed Clark and send him in his dreamland boat, I go to Brenner's room to lay next to him. I have much more patience these days, and my house is messier and there are other things to do, but ahh, to see him sleeping is quite magical. And then when he falls asleep I sneak out and instead of doing something distasteful and dreaded, I do something I feel like doing. Today it's blogging, but other days it might be surfing the net, or painting my toenails, or yes, even cleaning up the house a bit. I think it makes me a better Mom.
Anyway, as if you haven't seen enough pictures of us at the River, I thought I would share some more. And a few other snippets as well.



B's new hat for the year, made by yours truly
Family picture!
It's not often that I let a boy get this sticky and messy, but things happen when you're at Grandma's house....