Friday, December 5, 2014

Happy Birthday Ezra

We have exited the realm of Ezra as a three year old and entered Ezra as a four year old. Not too much has changed from one day to the next, but a year in rewind makes it clear, Ezra has gone from a toddler to a big preschool sized kid.

Ezra continues to love sports, basketball far and away his favorite. He is excited to be on the basketball team for kids his age starting in January. He is learning letters and their sounds and numbers. I'm glad we're passed the difficult three years old stage. He was a pretty chill three year old for the most part, but still, onward and upward.

For his birthday, Ezra decided lunch at a local diner and bowling would be just right. So, that we did. This was the first year in the last three that Derek was home and not out of town for Ezra's actual birthday, so we were able to celebrate on the day of. FUN!

Truthfully, Ezra was a bit of a grump on his big day, but we managed to help him celebrate. By baths tonight, he declared, "I like my birthday today, Mom," so I guess we succeeded.


The sadness I feel at how fuzzy this picture is... oh my. But I did manage to capture the vague idea of Ezra's "form" whilst bowling. Oh my gosh. 


Birthday singing, and his poor scratched face. 


The big "four"!






Presents! So much help from older brothers too. 

Happy Birthday Ezra Lee! We love you. :) 


Wednesday, December 3, 2014

Thanksgiving Extravaganza 2014!!!!

We had a mighty eventful Thanksgiving.

Turkey out brining in a bucket in the snow.


Wednesday, Thanksgiving Eve, the power goes out. That is what happens when a foot of HEAVY snow falls hard and fast.

The snow blower also breaks. All within like... five minutes!

Derek's sister and her sweet family are wending their way to our house in a blizzard from the south.

We have no power.

Take out pizza by fire place light. 

It's cool. We have a generator.

No. The generator doesn't run. AWESOME.

Amber's family shows up in the very very very dark, and I offer them left over glow sticks from Halloween. Cousin fun will not be hampered by silly things like power outages!

FUN!

The men-folk (neighbor friend included, good friend from the ward also included) attempt to get our generator running. In the snow. And the dark.

No.

Two generators. One works! One doesn't. 


Finally, good friend brings us HIS generator, because the show off had power at his own abode.

Generator comes to visit. Power is marginally restored. But no water, because we can't be greedy.

Thanksgiving dawns bright and early. MORE COUSIN FUN. Derek takes his 4wd out to get more gas for the borrowed generator.

Brother in law and Morgan FIX THE SNOW BLOWER. WE ARE AWESOME.

Brother in law snow blows! Then it breaks again.

Oh well.

Neighbor texts, they have no power, they need their generator.

QUICK! Cook the turkey before they come for their generator! We'll have Thanksgiving dinner at noon!

Melting snow to wash dishes. 


GO GO GO.

Kids in and out, no one has snow boots for the season yet (I'm a terrible mother.) In and out, in and out. In and out. Wet. Cold. Change clothes, lather, rinse, repeat.

Cousins in the snow.


Dinner is almost ready. Generator is still running. All is well.

Crap.

Ezra is crying. Ezra is coming closer. I turn to see. Ezra has a gaping head wound.

Derek is dispatched again in his 4wd to get Ezra's head sewn back together.

The generator is staying! Friends have borrowed one from someone else. We can keep our power! Hurray!

Ezra gets nine stitches.

Poor Ezra's head. 

Poor bud.

Kids table.


We give thanks, we eat. We play. In and out and in and out and in and out.

Cold. wet.

FUN!

Ezra in the window. 


PIE!

Black Friday, we declare we are all disgusting and need baths. Still no running water.

To the church we go to play basketball in gym, and shower, etc.

Less cold and wet!

Morgan buys snow boots for everyone.

Did you know snow boots are not big "Black Friday" sale items? We paid full price. FULL PRICE.

Get home. The driveway is blocked by work crews removing the felled tree from our wires. Our felled tree. Our wires. Power? Soon?!!!

Power crews working.


POWER!

HEAT!

WATER!

FLUSH ALL THE TOILETS!

WARM UP ALL THE THINGS!

TURN ON ALL THE SWITCHES!

HURRAY!

HAPPY THANKSGIVING!

GOD BLESS US EVERYONE!



Friday, November 14, 2014

Tom Turkey 2014

It's TRADITION. There isn't any way around it.

We love Tom Turkey. Thanks to crazy schedules and other things, it took us an extra few days to get him going. But here is is.

Taking pictures of five kids all at once, attempting for them to not kill each other in process and/or not look possessed is a task that I am simply not equipped to handle.

We love Thanksgiving around here. Reflecting on our blessings as the years ends is about the best way to start off the holiday season. We are grateful.

Without further ado, here is Tom Turkey + Kids 2014:


And because it's tradition, Tom Turkey + Kids through the years:

2009

From Nov 2009

2010
From Nov 2010

2011
From November 2011

2012
2013

What can we conclude from so many years of Tom Turkey photos? My children are wacky, refuse to sit still and smile like normal humans even once a year for their poor sentimental momma. 

GO team. 

Henry's Golden Birthday

Henry turned 9 on the 9th. In THIS house, this means it's his GOLDEN BIRTHDAY. It's a once in a lifetime opportunity to celebrate. Never again will he have a golden birthday. So that means golden decor, golden cake and fun. (When you're nine, I'm assuming if one's golden birthday is when they are 30, it's less exciting.)










We began his birthday celebration at a place with all the bouncy slides, etc. It's not my favorite place on the planet, but the kids enjoyed themselves thoroughly so who I am to judge?





His actual birthday we had golden ice cream cake (to be exact, he wanted ice cream cake with oreos, carmel, whipped cream and cherries. ODDLY specific, bu whatever.) And presents. Then a couple days later, he got the opportunity to use the gift cards he'd been given.


If you want to please Henry give him gift cards. The first of them came from his parents and was to Harbor Freight Tools. Free money to the hardware store means that he got to buy all the gadgets. He loved it. Then to the Walmart for toys. Oh he's so funny and careful. He THINKS about his purchases. It is great. And takes a super long time.





Basically, his birthday lasted for days, just the way he likes it.


Monday, November 3, 2014

October Wrap Up

I blink and a month has passed. At the same time it takes endless patience (which I lack) to survive each day. Bed time, even on the best of days is met with a sigh of relief. We made it through the day!

October treated us beautifully. Really, the blessings are abundant.

Our month had celebrations of multiple kinds.

First, we found out what kind of baby #6 is. We laughed SOOOO much.


Of course he's a he. What else would he be? 

We enjoyed the leaves changing with incredibly mild weather, and celebrated Halloween multiple times. It was declared from boys all that Power Rangers were the thing this year. So, yeah. Power Rangers. Not my fave, but cute kids nonetheless. 







We did the ward Trunk or Treat ANNNND Trick or Treat here in our little town. It was awesome. The town takes candy donations throughout the month of October, then distributes them to the residents on Main Street and everyone in the whole town trick or treats right on Main Street. It's magic, like a movie. We had so much fun. 

October was awesome. Now we're into the chill of November, trying not to dread winter. (We are dreading winter.) November is a month with two birthdays and my second favorite Holiday! So, we have lots to look forward to still. 

Friday, October 3, 2014

We Love Autumn!

I blink and nearly a month has passed. Hello! Life here is moving along. Autumn has hit full-force with cool temps and famous colorful leaf displays in our own yard. The days are getting shorter while getting busier. It's a rare day when we have nothing scheduled. It's fun and crazy. The kids are learning (I hope) and the grown-ups spend a large chunk of our days asking where the puppy is and what is he destroying?

Really, I have nothing REAL to complain about.

Our little town had our fall festival last week, and it was so fun.

Basically, if we ever have to move, there will be much keening on my part. Holy crap, I love it here.



The fire department let the kids shoot the water hoses. 


Ezra at the fall festival.




Miriam shooting the fire hose. 

Ice cream! It was cheap! 


Oliver and Henry on the hay ride!


Henry on a horse.


Fireman Spencer. 

Now we are in the throngs of "What should I be for Halloween?" which is always fun, until I click "check out" on that Amazon cart. Then the debate is over. I am mean like that. Fall is a favorite around here. I hope it's treating you as well as it is us. 

Thank goodness for October. 


Wednesday, September 10, 2014

We Continue To Hope

Things don't always go as planned.

 I know this. I've learned and relearned this.

So, when we found out, after three losses, then, after a lot of difficulties, testing, etc, that we were again expecting, I didn't feel anything close to excitement. Nope.

All my pregnancy joy and excitement had died, it seemed, back in February.

All I felt instead was a feeling of bleakness, and said to Derek, "Well, we'll see."

Weeks were spent in a state of high anxiety/near panic. Every twinge, every stretch was, "Am I miscarrying?"

Exhausted by the end of the day, I'd fall into bed and think, "Made it through another day. We'll see what happens tomorrow."

It.was.awful.

Part of the exhaustion was anxiety, but part of it was trying to NOT feel anxious. Ferevently, I'd lean on my God to just help me feel peace instead of fear, make my faith greater than the terror. See, I KNOW in my heart, that faith is better, that no matter what happens we'll be okay, but putting it into practice is and continues to be very hard.

Add to the anxiety, near debilitating "morning" (yeah right) sickness, and constant exhaustion, and well, it doesn't take much imagination to guess my house was in shambles and my spirit pretty battered. We couldn't hide it from the kids, with my being so out of commission. They took the news fine. Mostly because I simply said, "We're hoping for a baby in the spring."

For so long, all we had was hope.

Yet, through it all, everything continues to look great with the pregnancy. Everything IS great. My 12 week appointment was yesterday, and while still considered and treated as "high risk" Baby keeps on growing, and making me fat and tired.

It's so awesome.

It's taken me a long to time to feel okay. Then to go from "okay" to excited. And now? Well. I know tomorrow it could all change. It could all go away. But I've come to the conclusion that I'm going to be grateful TODAY for God's gifts. Today, I'm 12 weeks and some change, pregnant with our baby. We're so hopeful for a March birthday, just as spring is springing. Every day is a victory.

If it all goes away, I'm still going to be grateful for the journey.

(Baby, happy and healthy about two weeks ago)



Wednesday, August 27, 2014

The Final Hurrah of Summer


We are celebrating the end of summer. Sadly. Summer has been straight up fantastic. Oh how we haved lived and loved summer. I let go of my expectations very early on. Our chore chart, for better or worse, was left to gather dust. School books were left forgotten on the shelf. I have/had some guilt about, but the reality was it was what we needed. We swam in the lake, had camp fires and bbq parties, swimming pool parties, hikes, picnics, outings galore. Oh my, I am mourning the passing of summer. 

To give us one final hurrah, Henry has been asking if they could sleep outside in the tent. We live in a ridiculously secluded woodsy lot, in a zero-crime town, so I figured, sure why not. To make it more fun, we had a camp fire, cooked hamburgers, ate watermelon and smores until we nearly burst. Then I tucked all four boys into the tent, ready for a night out. 

Ezra immediately changed his mind and came straightaway into his familiar bed. Oliver lasted twenty minutes. But the big boys made it all night and were up with the sun. 

It was pretty awesome. 









Wallace, the puppy (have you been introduced to Wallace? I can't remember...) found a bottle of blue food coloring IN THE YARD (Thanks a lot stinker butt kids) and well, the results were blue. Lots of blue. The whites of his EYES were blue. His mouth was blue. I'm sure his fur was too, but he's too dark to be able to tell. Anyway, both dogs were invited to the party, and Jonah at least behaved himself and didn't dye himself colors.



School will start for reals on Tuesday. It'll be great. All the books are awaiting readers, pencils need sharpening, but we're ready. Kind of. Well, I will be by Tuesday.

Cheers ya'll!

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