Wednesday, February 25, 2009

Belly Bug

My little Isaiah loves to stuff everything in his shirt. Maybe it is his way of transporting things around the house, like a big pocket. Well, today after Isaiah's nap I was changing his diaper and I got a big scare. I pulled up his little shirt to do my duty, and lo and behold I found a ginormous bug. I thought it was a cockroch and I screamed. All my memories of living in Argentina came flooding back. After I realized it was fake I began to laugh, but boy did that fake plastic fly have my heart racing. Here's to my little shirt stuffer.................

Wednesday, February 18, 2009

First Smiles

My little Porter just melts me. He is now officially smiling and I can't get enough of him. It makes all those many interrupted nights worth it, when I look down and see this cute little face smiling at me. I love my little boyfriend.

Moments like this.....

Yesterday, Isaiah was complaining that his tummy hurt. Kayla quietly got the pillows stacked up on the couch and told Isaiah to lay down and she would take care of him. She scratched his back and sang him "Baby Mine". Now, I know that my kids aren't perfect, and I would like to say that they are ALWAYS friends and they NEVER fight, but let's be honest, I know as well as you do, that this is just not possible (at least for my kids). So moments like this make all the teasing and screaming worth it, and then I can take a deep breath and say, "I sure am glad my kids are friends."

Tuesday, February 17, 2009

Winter Bloom

My stomach is full, I'm smiling, and I am married to the most amazing person in the world. Like a winter rose, Heidi performs with poise and beauty under extreme adverse conditions.

As I finish eating lunch on the edge of my desk, my laptop pushed back and papers strewn about, I have a moment to think about Heidi.

Yesterday, after she had already been up since 5:00 a.m., and after she had probably only slept a few interrupted hours (on account of Porter), I rolled over at 8:00 a.m. to see three happy kids coming to jump and wake me up. Three happy kids at 8:00 a.m. is not an accident.

On my way to work, packed lunch next to me, Heidi calls. Using motherly intuition which has been beefed up with a nursing degree, Heidi explains that Kayla has a UTI which needs prescription medication soon. Asking if I can help, she declines and encourages me to work.

I arrived at the office and worked till 5:00 p.m., then I left for a meeting which went late.

When I arrived home around 7:00 p.m., Heidi had me turn away as she prepared a special dinner. I sat at the dinner table with my back to Heidi as she prepares dinner and tells me about her day:

She went to the doctor to get Kayla's UTI checked out.

Simple enough, right?

Nope. She had to feed clean and dress a three-year-old, two-year-old and 2-month-old; pack them in the car; drive 25 minutes; unpack them and put them in a stroller; maneuver 3 squirmy tired-of-sitting-in-the-car kids into the hospital; check in; wait; go into the examination room; talk to the doctor; take all three kids to the bathroom three times while keeping cool and convincing Kayla that Jesus and Heavenly Father aren't mad if doctors take our potty in a cup; help Kayla retrieve a sample for the lab; and then everything else in reverse back to home. Not so easy if you ask me.

Anyway, so Heidi explains her day to me while I wait for this special dinner with my back toward her. I can't look of course, it's Heidi's traditional Valentines surprise recipe dinner after all! Every valentines for the past three years, Heidi has cooked amazing new recipes which quickly enter our rotation of meals.

Heidi instructed me to leave upstairs while she finished preparations. I put on my pajamas and enjoyed a little play time with the kids. When we were called down, we entered a candle-lit room with nice music. We sat down in the three available chairs. No fourth chair for this amazing server. She asks, with a smirk, what our orders will be.

"A nice hot main course, with a possible appetizer served with or before or in the main dish, and a special drink if available." was my reply.

Heidi then proceeds to serve, course by course, one of the most amazing meals I've had in a long time: The drink was a fruit punch-sherbet-sprite-strawberry-ish pleasure; The appetizers were chocolate covered strawberries and Bruschetta; The main course was Lomo Saltado, one of my favorite Peruvian dishes full of meat, french-fries, rice, and tomatoes all mixed together - mmm.. makes my mouth water; The side-dish was Ensalada Rusa (Russian Salad), a Peruvian and Argentinian favorite which makes eating red beats a sought-after-blessing instead of a duty; Then she finished the meal with home-made-from-scratch carrot cake with cream cheese frosting. Wow! It's one of those meals where the pain from an overly-stuffed stomach can't wipe away the smile on your face. Delicious.

Back to my amazing wife - she finally pulled up a chair to eat when I was 3/4 done with my meal. Just as she starts to eat, Porter begins to cry. He's hungry. Heidi feeds him while she eats.

To keep this story from getting longer - after cooking 5 amazing, new, never-before-tried, delcious and complicated recipes, and after taking three three-and-under kids to the doctor, Heidi still smiled and kissed me good night.

She's amazing! What else is there to say?

Monday, February 9, 2009


When Joe and I were dating he noticed that I wore a lot of striped socks. Even on Halloween I wore LONG red and white striped socks, claiming I was Wheres Waldo's wife. After a few months of marriage he finally got the nerve to tell me that he didn't particularly like my choice of striped socks. Now, it is the running joke between us..........striped socks, and anything too stripey for that matter. Sometimes I like to tease him by wearing a lot of stripes.

Well, this morning after I got Porter out of the bath I asked Kayla to get me a diaper and an outfit for Porter. This is what she came up with..........the hat, shirt, pants, and hat, ALL stripes. I guess the love for stripes is genetic.

Sunday, February 8, 2009

Porter's Blessing Day!!

Today was a wonderful and beautiful day to bless baby Porter. He received a very inspired and heart-felt blessing. He is such a wonderful little baby and we are so happy to have him in our life!! Thanks to our family that made it, we wish all the family could have been here this special day!

Valentine Dance

Joe and Kayla went to a Daddy/Daughter dance this past weekend and had a blast. Kayla had to make sure to bring her princess slippers so she could dance like a princess. They had a wonderful evening together. They danced, ate dinner, made a craft, Joe gave Kayla a wrist corsage, and she even got a heart necklace. What a fun night for them!! Kayla was beaming with excitement when she returned home to tell me about her exciting adventure. I think this is the beginning of a new Valentine Day tradition!!

Monday, February 2, 2009

Painting toes

Kayla has been begging me for weeks to paint my nails, and I finally gave in. Don't you think my toes look beautiful? When Joe got home from work, he saw my toes and thought I was bleeding :). So, if you are in need of a good pedicurist, let me know, I can get you a great deal.

On a different note, Porter is starting to getting so many rolls. I love it when babies get chunky. Today he smiled at me for the very first time. He smiled at Joe about a week ago, but today, he finally gave in and decided to smile at his mama. It makes all those late night feedings worth it!