Tuesday, December 25, 2007

Merry Christmas

We hope you are all having a very Merry Christmas! Peter and Abby were very excited about all the presents.

Monday, December 17, 2007

More Christmas projects

It is a good thing I started in September, so I had plenty of time to procrastinate.

Sunday, December 16, 2007

Merry Christmas

This is us the Christmas tree lighting before Abby tried to pull Santa's beard off. Peter asked Santa for a Thomas water tank. Peter thinks everyone gets one present for Christmas .Here is Miss Abigail in her accessorizing glory. She really is all about hats and boots, and purses, and bows and... I know it is a little much sometimes, but it makes her really happy.

I have finally started completing some of my many Christmas projects. Peter thinks that you can make anything with a sewing machine. He will sit at the sewing machine and say things like, "Mommy can you mae me a dinosaur?" He also wants to have "projects" of his own.

This is the bed for Abby's Bitty Baby (don't tell Abby.) I am making a larger version of the same quilt for Abby's bed. I have decided that I do not have the soul of a true quilter. I am just not a perfectionist. Also I don't always do things the "right" way . My sister actually called me "ghetto" once for not changing my bobbin thread to the matching color of the top thread when I switched projects. So anyway... I got this crib in Utah, and my sister taught me about glazing. (The color really is more uniform than pictured, the flash just made that corner look bright, I don't want anyone else to call me ghetto.)This is Abby's Christmas dress, one for her baby is in the works. I found the fabric in Soho with my Mom.
This is a really sad picture of Peter, but I still thought it was kind of funny. He has been kinda dramatic lately. We were taking cinnamon rolls to our neighbors and Peter decided we had to go to Annusha's house, which is usually a 45 second walk. This is Peter on the extra long walk after he learned we were not staying to play with Annusha. He does this pretty much any time he has to leave his friends, or his friends leave our house. I totally didn't expect this much friend drama until the teenage years.

Sunday, December 2, 2007


IT is hard to contain the excitement! Ohio State is going to the National Championship game again. Mark your calenders for Jan. 7th.

I want to make buckeye garlands for the Christmas tree, but buckeyes are hard to come by in the nutmeg state.


I thought I would share the joy by sharing the buckeye candy recipe. David actually made celebratory buckeyes today. This is a first for him. We usually only make them on game day, or if a buckeye is up for a heisman, but this was pretty exciting. Sorry to all those USC fans, but it looks like you will have to wait until September to hear the best darn band in the land.

3/4 Cup Peanut Butter
1/4 Cup butter
1/2 tsp vanilla
2 cups powdered sugar

Chocolate for dipping

Combine ingredients, shape in small balls, then dip in melted chocolate.

Wednesday, November 21, 2007

Funny Peter!

Last night as we were putting the kids to bed David crawled in Peter's bed and pretended to sleep. I played along and got in Abby's bed. So Peter came over and tucked us in, turned the lights off, and as he closed the door said, "goodnight, sweet dreams." David started to pretend cry and Peter promptly came back in, turned the lights on and tried to comfort us. He decided in order to comfort us he would read us a book. He picked up a book and "read" us a story about a boy named Peter who went out in the snow and got a Christmas tree. It was so cute the way he looked at the pages, and turned them as he spoke. Next he said he would sing us a song. He sang the alphabet song, and said, it was time for bed. This time as he left the room he said, good night, don't let the bed bugs bite." Then he turned off the lights. ( I really don't know where he comes up with some of the stuff he says. I make a conscious effort not to say don't let the bed bugs bite, because I think it is creepy. I also abstain from other creepy childhood rituals and songs like London bridges falling down.) Anyway, we cried again, and again he came back in. Each time this happened David would say something Peteresqe like, "I'n not sleepy anymore, I need a snack, I don't like my bed, I'n scared..." And each time Peter would come in and comfort us and explain that the shadows are from the letters and there aren't any ghosts, and the bat sounds can be explained by the "wind noises" outside. It was all very revealing and hilarious. Peter took this role reversal very seriously. He was so funny!

Honestly, I was shocked that he could participate in what I considered sophisticated role play. He totally went into character, without prompt, and did not come out. He was kind, but firm. Also, I had no idea that he was afraid of bats or the shadow from the wooden P above his bed, I also didn't realize how rational he could be in dismissing these fears and comforting others.

Abby was a little confused by our little pageant. I think she just wanted me to get out of her bed. She eventually just climbed in with me.

It was pretty funny, and when it came time to go back to our original roles, Peter went to bed without much fight.

Sunday, November 4, 2007

Happy Birthday Peter

Peter had a pirate party this weekend. This is him with all his friends getting ready for a treasure hunt.

Here is the loot.
Peter woke up this morning and told me he was ready to have more fun with his friends.
We love out little guy! He has brought an immeasurable amount of joy and laughter into our home.

This is Peter's first train ride.

Lately Peter has become quite the little actor. He pretends to cough and sneeze, and says he needs medicine. He pretends to sleep, he has a pretty great snore (sometimes with his eyes open). And his most recent role has been the hiccups, which he believes will earn him soda.
We love you Peter!

Thursday, November 1, 2007

Peter the dragonfly and Abby the Butterfly.

Tuesday, October 30, 2007

Out of Gas?

Yesterday I saw Peter climb up in the window seal in his room and walk across it. I told him not to do that again. Later I went downstairs, Peter followed me down a few minutes later.
I could hear Abby crying from upstairs, so I asked Peter why she was crying. He said,
"Abby ran out of gas?"
"She ran out of GAS?"
"Yes, Abby ran out of gas, she ran out of fuel, she ran out of energy."

I was obviously very perplexed by this conversation and went upstairs to see the problem for myself. My first discovery was that Peter had closed the door behind him leaving Abby trapped in the room. My next discovery gave me more insight into the way Peter's brain works. Abby was indeed stopped in her tracks, if you will, and she was crying. In Peter's world objects in motion only stop when a) there is red signal ahead, or b) they are out of gas, fuel, steam oil, or energy. I however theorize her lack of motion was due to the fact that she was paralyzed by fear due to the fact she was standing in the window seal, as per her brother's example, and was unable to find a way down. I have never seen Abby scared like that, and it was pretty sad, while being simultaneously hilarious. I tried to restrain my laughter as I helped Abby down from her self made trap.

In other news Abby's obsession with shoes has intensified, and seems to be expanding to include all attire. A few days ago she had a little tantrum because she could only wear one sweater at a time. I tried tying the sweater around her waist and shoulders, but it was not good enough. She has also taken to trying to dress Peter and put his shoes on for him.
A few weeks ago Abby started finding her shoes first thing in the morning and requesting they be put on by bringing the shoes to the closest person and repeating "shoes, shoes, shoes" over and over until they complied. Next she kept her shoes on all day, and finally she has insists on napping and sleeping overnight with her shoes on! I really thought I liked shoes, but this is a whole new realm of dedication for me.

The other day I was thinking about the way she says shoes, "choos," not to be confused with "choo-choos" which are also in great supply, and all of the sudden I got really nervous. I thought, oh no maybe she really does want Choos, we can't possibly afford them and you really have to be somebody to get them in an infant 4.

Somehow both our children have obsessive tendencies.

Since I haven't posted in so long I thought I would also include pictures of our trip to St. George. Just in case you were wondering what southern Utah needs more than rain, it is a man-made river running through town. But, rest assured they have their river. This is Peter with one of his cousins. We went to the opening of this new park while we were there. It was really fun, it felt like a trip back in time to before environmentalism got in the way of recreation.

Here is my vinyl bird that my Mom mocked me for buying, but I like it. I am looking for a window to put over it.

Wednesday, October 3, 2007

A couple of monkeys

Grandma and Grandpa suggested Peter needed a haircut. So before we went to the Zoo Peter got his first professional haircut. As the picture begins to suggest, he was not very happy about it. If you look closely you can see the first of many tears forming.
This is "Baby Emily" (not to be confused with Emily the train) on her first visit to the Zoo. Don't worry, she didn't really ride in the wagon. Abby is a huge baby Emily fan!
As a little side note, this is me with my Dad trying to load giant beams. I might have offended some workers that were helping us by saying, "It's a good thing I went to college, because I don't think I could have made a living by working like this." I think it was most helpful for me to get out of the way. I did redeem myself when we unloaded them without the workers.

Peter especially loved the monkeys at the Zoo!

Sunday, September 30, 2007

An hour I can't get back.

So I totally didn't know you can upload your videos straight from blogger. I just wasted an hour messing with google video.

Anyway... Here is a video of Peter and Abby playing at FAO Swartz in NYC. They had so much fun. Abby was in heaven all day with Babies and barbies, and Peter was obviosly with the trains.

Just in case anyone wondered Peter loves riding the subway. He keeps asking to ride again, but sorry Pete, no subway in Utah. He was totally rockin' out with some guy singing. I swear he just started break dancing, I missed the best part with the video. I was totally shocked, and a little grossed out that he was touching the dirtiest ground on earth.

Sunday, September 23, 2007

American Girl Tea

Abby and I went to Tea at the American girl Store with Grandma. This is Abby feeding her Bitty Baby. Abby was hillarious! She loves her baby, and she loved tea. I was worried she was too young, but she really got into feeding her baby. She kept holding her little cup up and saying, "Tea." Then we filled it with pink lemonade. She was also very excited about the shoes for the baby. We have entered a whole new realm!

I have lots of pictures to come, but I have had some problems connecting to the internet.

Peter finally met his cousin Emily. There was some confusion when she was born. He thought He was related to Emily the train. He seems pretty comfortable with the idea that there are two Emilys, and he seems to like both of them.

Wednesday, September 12, 2007

Abby woke up with this wild hair. I think she had a pretty wild night. She got her first deep conditioning.

Friday, September 7, 2007

Millions of Peaches

So I love peaches! I have gone a little nuts lately with picking and canning peaches. It somehow makes me feel like I am connecting with my people. I thought I was done until I started reading the book club book, The Secret life of Bees. I started reading and couldn't help myself, so I went for my third round of canning peaches. I should have kept reading to discover what I really want to do is keep bees and can honey. I have canned nearly 70 jars of peaches. and the freezer is full of peach and peach rasberry jam. Anyway, it all made me think of a song I was introduced to at soccer camp. I still like it and I hope you do too. Oh, by the way, my peaches do not come in a can!


Today we went and had the kids pictures taken. I was actually shocked at how well they came out given what Peter gave him to work with. The photographer was incredibly patient, and said to Peter, "You're 2 aren't you?" Yeah!!!!I

Friday, August 24, 2007


We went to Acadia National Park in Maine this week. It was beautiful! This was our first camping trip with children. We had a lot of fun, and as the trip progressed I had lots of flash backs to my childhood camping trips. The first was when I woke up with Abby early in the morning. It was 40 degrees and no one had built a fire yet. I was cold and a little sad. So, thanks Dad for all the early morning camp fires. The second flashback was as I tried to build the fire. Oh, yeah we always took lighter fluid camping. Luckily Acadia is not as remote as one would assume. Yes, you can take a ferry to Nova Scotia from there, but you can pretty much buy anything you need, and lots of things you don't in about 5 minutes from anywhere. Acadia is one of the smallest national parks, but it is one of the most visited. I thought of J.J as we saw license plates from Florida to Utah and lots in between.

Flashback #3, my parents ALWAYS stopped for Sunsets! You better be able to wait at least an hour for a bathroom stop once you asked, but sunsets we would always stop for. So this is for you Mom and Dad.

We went to this beautiful beach. You may notice there are no swimmers. Good for pictures, bad for swimmers. It was 68 degrees when we went. The water was much colder, but we played in the sand, and in tide pools, and swam in a beautiful lake. Maine pretty much rules! More pictures to follow.