Sunday, December 27, 2009

Christmas Eve

Per request made by Oma I am updating our blog. Evidently 11 days is far too big of a gap. I agree. I just hadn't gotten around to it until now. Thanks for the prompting. :)

Christmas this year was really nice. We stayed at home and had a quiet and mostly peaceful Christmas morning. I say mostly because when Ian figured out there was candy in everyone's stockings he thought it was ALL up for grabs. No go. I'm am a wee protective of my stocking candy- probably stemming back to the days of siblings and the need for bartering goods. I'll trade you this crunch bell for that peanut butter tree. How 'bout TWO crunch bells?

The festivities began on Christmas Eve when I made my first real Christmas Dinner. May I just say it is hard to cook a ham and rolls and grandma's macaroni salad (I really need to come up with a cool name for it because those outside my immediate family don't know what to expect from that) and mashed potatoes and gravy (after running out of time and space on the plates we decided to forego the green beans or carrots) and set a beautiful table--all for two adults, a two year old, and a 7 month old who sits far enough away from the table that he can't yank the table cloth. It's quite the to-do. I think perhaps with more people eating the food- the more it would be worth it. My favorite part of it all? The chocolate milk in wine glasses. Classy, I know. That was probably Ian's favorite part too, seeing as he wouldn't eat a thing I cooked. (We did manage to trick him into eating some rolls-mwahahaha!)

After our beautiful (if a bit stressed out on the cook's part) meal the boys had baths and got jammies on and then we read the Christmas story from Luke 2. Or tried. We were going to read it in German and English but that wasn't working. I think we got to baby Jesus wrapped in swaddling clothes. So we switched to a picture book version. Unfortunately, that didn't go over much better. 50 time outs later (I don't remember how many- but it seemed like a lot--Ian refuses to STAY in time out now so he is forever getting his time restarted. Having said that it was probably only one or two actual time outs that took forever) we finished the story of Christ's birth. Nothing magical. No angels singing. Just relief to get it done. Then dash away, dash away, dash away all to bed. No dreams of Sugar Plum Fairies (what IS a sugar plum fairy anyway?) instead dreams of french toast and hot cocoa in the morning were dancing in our heads.

Side note: Ian LOVES wrapping presents! He would see the scraps of paper left from something I had wrapped earlier and beg to wrap a present. So we had him choose books he wanted us to read to him on Christmas to wrap up. Mom got Hippos go Bezerk, Dad got Captain Underpants and Landon got Max's New Suit. Pretty fun. We might just do that again next year. I kind of like unwrapping books. Ian also wrapped up a random little box I had put change in (so it rattled) and gave it to Landon. He was so excited to give it to him and show him how to unwrap it--but I'll save the rest of the Christmas day stories for tomorrow. Merry (belated) Christmas to all and to all a good night!

Wednesday, December 16, 2009

What do Christmas and 9-11 have in common?

So I've been thinking about Christmas Spirit lately. Appropriate seeing as we're a mere 9 days away at this point from the day of Christmas. When we celebrate Christ's birth. People who don't believe in Christ or that his birth was of great significance (or even real) still get into the spirit of the season. Santa encourages us to be nice and to think of others. I think the general good feelings that come during this time of year are due to the fact that more of us are thinking about Christ more often. Or at least more people are perhaps thinking more Christlike and thinking of others. Whichever the case may be, it's more pleasant to see the kindness. It's so easy to get caught up in the selfish gimmie gimmies of gifts. What I need- what I want. Me me me.

It makes me think of another time- NOT Christmas where I felt like there was perhaps a little more togetherness. Right after the attacks on the World Trade Center in New York on September 11th 2001 it felt like there were more people pulling together to help each other. People were scared and turned to God. People who had ignored him for years began to pray for themselves and for loved ones. Praying that there would be some way to get along- to make peace. And then time passed. Pain and fear lessened and we forgot. We forgot to look out for our neighbors and friends and strangers who could use a hand. At Christmas time we remember again for a little while. Maybe we should make every month have its own little Christmas. I know, as a church-going person myself, that we are supposed to do that at least weekly if not daily in our own lives. Easier said than done I find. I'm not talking about making New Year's resolutions to be better and give more and love more. If we put it off- it won't happen. Maybe today can be the day for change. A change of heart.

Whaddya think?

Sunday, December 13, 2009


...I am trying to ignore the fact that my head feels like it may, at any given moment, explode.

...I'm watching Ian play with his blocks and trying desperately to keep his little brother from playing with them too. He's building a train-something-or-other. I think it's supposed to be a train depot like on Thomas the Train.

...Landon is practising sky-diving. At least that's what it looks like. He can't crawl yet but you still have to keep an eye on him. He rolls and manages to get around somehow.

...Sean is sitting in Church all alone :( The little boys and I are ditching church (sinners!)--well Ian was sick and now I am too.

...I am wishing I had an appetite for the fudge I made yesterday. My dry HoneyNut Cheerios were enough for me this morning.

...I'm thinking about Christmas gifts and what craftiness needs to go into some of them. For obvious reasons I cannot elaborate here just yet.

...I'm looking forward to our vacation this summer. And to a time with no frozen white stuff on the ground.

...I'm wondering what a woodpecker was thinking when he started pecking on our house this morning. I doubt there's good stuff in our walls.

...I'm wishing next month could come a little faster. I miss my little brother. He's coming home from an LDS Mission to Berlin Germany at the end of January.

...I think I'll do a puzzle now with the firstborn.

Peace on Earth Good Will to All.

Friday, December 11, 2009

Geekdom level increase!

We were introduced to a website called It is a great website to teach kids their ABC (as well as other options I haven't looked at. Ian loves the place and continually wants to do "Ay-Be-Shees". Well, for the longest time, he would just click-click-click no matter where the cursor was. I patiently (debatable) tried to show him how the movements of the cursor coincide with the movements of the mouse, but he would usually move the mouse so fast that it would be from one side of the screen to the other in no time. This meant that most of the time we had to place the mouse, tell him not to move it and to "click" it.

This morning, he wanted to get on to "Ay-Be-Shees" so I let him. He seemed to be getting lucky, because I continued to here it spout off the ABC's, etc. Then I realized he could actually use the mouse. He could get it where he wanted and click. I immediately took the following video.


Saturday, December 5, 2009

Survey Says....

I found this on a friend's blog and thought it might be fun.  We'll see how long it takes Sean to notice I've even blogged. tee hee hee.

-How long have you been married? 3years, and almost 9 months
-How long did you date? Well from our first date in May to when we got engaged in October- 5 months...but most of those we were apart and not really dating.  Just chatting.  Technically September to October: a month until we got engaged.
-How old is he? 26 and a half
-Who eats more sweets? Me. By far. I have a sweet tooth like you wouldn't believe.  Sean would usually rather have chips and salsa over goodies.
-Who said I love you first? Me. At 3 Peaks. Sean did say it back. (By the way that is also where he proposed...good idea mister)
-Who is taller? Sean
- Who can sing better? I'd say me. But I love to hear him sing, especially to the boys. There is something so pure about singing.
- Who is smarter? Sean is. I have my own strengths. (If you go by grades I'd definitely have to say him--but grades don't mean everything.) I can usually beat him in Trivial Pursuit though.
- Who does laundry? Depends. Me sometimes. Sean sometimes.  He's better about getting them folded and put all the way away than me though.
- Who pays the bills? Me. Sean makes the money.
- Who sleeps on the right side? Looking at the bed from the foot of the bed: Me.  But I get antsy and sometimes switch it up.
-Who mows the lawn? Sean. I'm allergic to freshly mowed grass.  Makes me itchy and sneezy.  But I did mow the lawn once this summer to surprise Sean.
-Who cooks dinner? Depends on how lavish or time consuming.  I do easy things like burritos and crock pot stew and Sean does fajitas or meatballs--things that take more attention.
-Who drives? Sean usually.  I much prefer to be passenger. Always have.  Though I like driving sometimes.
-Who is the first to admit they are wrong? Sean.  I'm not always very good at letting go of grudges.  I'm working on it. :) Sean is very patient.
-Who kissed who first? Sean kissed me.  But not on the pier at sunset *wink*
-Who asked who out first? Sean asked me to go off-roading with him but I was going to my roommate's bridal shower.  Then I asked him for his number so we could study together for finals.  Yeah.  Finals.  It was a good excuse anyway. I think for our first date he asked me.
-Who wears the pants? On Sundays Sean does. But who is the boss? Is that the REAL question?  I'd say probably me.  It's all about give and take and compromising but Sean's a good sport to put up with some of the things I ask of him. 

I love you babe.  A Very Merry Un-Anniversary to you!

Friday, December 4, 2009

Do you see what I see?

Take a look at this: 

Do you see what I see?
I spy with my little eye two sleepy boys. 
Don't believe me?
See for yourself:

When I went to put Landon in bed (in his crib) I found big brother hiding/asleep on the floor.  What the heck, at least he's asleep.  Or so I thought.  When I brought the camera out to take this shot he kind of woke up and told me he was playing hide and seek.  I offered him his pillow and he fell right back asleep. Go figure.

Tuesday, December 1, 2009

Wedding Bells Ring: Part 3- Dancing

Let's start with one of my favorite parts of My Best Friend's Wedding.  If you haven't seen it;  I'm sorry.  It's one of my all time favorites. 

Julianne Potter(Played by Julia Roberts)
: George, I didn't tell you my dress was lavender.
George Downes(Played by Rupert Everett)--you have to hear it in a Gay British Male Accent
: Suddenly, a familiar song. And, you're off your chair in one, exquisite movement... wondering, searching, sniffing the wind like a dapple deer. Has God heard your little prayer? Will Cinderella dance again? And then, suddenly, the crowds part and there he is: sleek, stylish... radiant with charisma. Bizarrely, he's on the telephone. But then, so are you. And then he comes towards you... the moves of a jungle cat. Although you quite correctly sense that he is... gay... like most devastatingly handsome single men of his age are, you think... what the heck. Life goes on. Maybe there won't be marriage... maybe there won't be sex... but, by Gosh,  
there will be dancing.

We begin with the traditional Father/Daughter dance.  This dance always gets to me because I never got to do that one with my dad.  Our wedding was crazy and hectic and we didn't have a reception with dancing.  (Dad- someday we'll get one in.) Enjoy Richard here with his beautiful baby girl.

Then there was the First Dance as Husband and Wife.  Tyler and Nikki started it and then we all joined in.

Nikki and Tyler.

Sean and I.

Landon got in on the fun courtesy of Aunt Dani.

Ian bustin' a move with Grandma.
(I like the footwear--he must be Arleen's grandson.)

Ian wasn't actually dancing here.  He was having Daddy spin/fly him.  No action shot sorry.

Sweet Lexi dancing with Uncle Sean. Xavier is quite a dancer too and used to be the first to cut the rug but this year he said he doesn't dance.  Too bad.

And here we have the traditional Mother/Daughter dance.  Of course when it comes to this duo there is no such thing as "traditional". We love Tiff and Lexi.

Finally we have the parents of the bride.  I love this picture. Married 30+ years and still in love.

Wedding Bells Ring: Part 2- Decorations

Now I'm sure you've heard of the house that Jack built.
Well this is the cake that Trish built.
A lot of man (woman) hours went into it but it sure looks AWESOME! Oh and did I mention she's never taken a cake decorating class or anything.  Just figured it out. The boys took the beads off once before the wedding but Trish worked her magic and fixed it.  At least the fondant doesn't let the little kids swipe frosting like in weddings past.

Next up is the happy couple.  (I caught them a bit off guard)
Mr. & Mrs. Tyler and Nikki Bunting.
(Notice the beautiful swag on the arch...I made that and Sean did the black scarf draping. Man of many talents.)

Now check out the likeness of these two in clay form. 
Crazy huh? Flowers, jewelry, detailed dress and all.  (Also notice the cute vase with limes an hot pink Gerber daisies behind the cake. Very cute and very Nikki.)
A little bit closer now:

A lady in my in law's ward made it.  Amazing. 

A LOT of hard work and ingenuity went into decorating for the wedding, luncheon and reception. Thanks to EVERYONE who helped! It took a village.

Next instalment: Dancing!