Saturday, March 30, 2013

A Super Saturday


We (and by we, I mean Aaron) spent a good portion of today working on our fire pit. It's still not finished, but it's a lot closer.

This morning we borrowed Aaron's dad's trailer, and drove up to Lehi Block Co. to look at pavers. If you ever need pavers, Lehi Block is the place to go. They had so many styles and grades to choose from. It was a little over whelming. I was glad we'd brought a piece of the fire pit block with us to compare colors. We didn't get the exact same color as the fire pit, but something that will look nice with it, and that is the same color as the rock work on our house. So it will kind of tie everything together and make it all look really nice.

The reason the fire pit didn't get finished today is because we left the paving sand out in the rain, and it got really hard. So instead of just pouring it in like we thought we'd do, Aaron had to break it up and tamp it out, so get it fine again, because the rain had left it in hard chunks. We won't make that mistake again. :) Isn't it great that everything in life is a learning process? Haha.

Also today was our neighborhood Easter Egg Hunt. There is an awesome family in our neighborhood that puts it on every year. Basically each family that wants to participate brings 15 eggs per child that will be hunting. And each family brings a finger food to share afterwards. The kids hunt for eggs, then everyone gets together and eats and chats. It's awesome. I love our neighborhood.

The kids waiting for their age group's turn to hunt for eggs

The hunt!

Oliver's first egg hunt

Enjoying finger food afterward



Ivan, Lincoln, Adelia, and Oliver. I have such cute kids.

And the world's best husband

Thursday, March 28, 2013

Spring Training


This picture makes my heart happy.

The spring weather was beautiful today, and my boys begged to go outside and play baseball for their quiet time.

Baseball isn't our usual type of restful, quiet time activity, but I couldn't resist. There's something about the feel of the sunshine poking through a cool breeze landing on my skin, the smell of dirt mixed with leather, and the thwacking sound of ball meeting glove, that calls my name at the beginning of every spring. My heart misses the good 'ol days of lacing up my cleats, sliding my mask on over my braided hair, and squatting down behind home plate to wait for the pitch.

But if it can't be me out there, the next best thing is to watch my kids learning to love something that is still so much apart of me even after all these years.

Let Spring Training begin!

I wish I could put into words how much I miss this

Playing Pirates


This afternoon I found my boys playing pirates again. Even after years of this game, they never tire of it. I love their imaginations. The bunk bed is the ship. The rope helps them climb up and down and also serves for an anchor.

Brainstorming

This post is mostly for my benefit, because, I doubt very much that most of the people who read this blog care one way or the other about my homeschool group.  Our group was formed quite awhile ago (like I think the year I was born), and it's very structured and formal. We meet a certain number of times a week, are required to participate in so many things and in so many ways (teaching classes, hosting clubs, planning/running different activities like the yearly camp out or Mom's Night Out, etc.) each year. This structure has worked well for the group for a long time, but recently the group has been struggling to gain new members and to retain current members, and there is just a general feeling of stress and burn out. But since the structure has always been what it's been, no one has dared to say anything. Well, someone finally dared bring it up at a Mom's Night Out, and low and behold, lots of moms are feeling the same way. We discussed it for awhile, and from all the talk, I gathered that people are mostly stressed about either the formality of the group, or the number of times we're required to meet each week. And I can relate. This is where I'm coming from on the issue.

I was recently asked to be part of the presidency, and I accepted. One of my jobs is to assign moms to host clubs. I sat down to put together the summer schedule, and the more people I talked to, the more people I found uninterested or unable to host summer clubs. Seeing our lack of hosts, I suggested that maybe we should have some low key activities mixed in with the formally hosted clubs for the summer. Activities where anyone that's up for it can meet up and do, like a hiking trail or a splash pad, that way people could still get together and see friends, but no one was obligated to host or plan anything, and moms with kids in multiple clubs were only driving to one location. I thought that might cut down on the stress level. I was mostly shut down for one reason or another. So now I'm in a position to try and find moms to host four different age groups of clubs once a week, and very few people who want to. What do I do? Do I "make" the four or five willing moms host every single week? Do I schedule people who don't want to be scheduled? Do I just say, Sorry Middle Girls aren't meeting this week because there's no one to host? And what's my role? I have two kids in the Little's club...I don't mind hosting, but there are about 18 kids in that club, and most of them boys. It stresses me out to have that many kids at my house at one time, but I am willing to do it for my kids' sake...except that just now I have a new born baby. What should I do? I feel obligated to host as much as possible because 1) I'm in the presidency, and 2) My specific job is to be over clubs, and if I'm not hosting I can't very well expect anyone else to. But I feel conflicted, because I don't want to host clubs as often as I need to, not because I want to slack off and let someone else do the work for me, but because right now 18 kids and a new born baby is too much chaos and unpredictability for me to deal with all at once. And I'd rather do something more laid back for clubs in the summer, like have a picnic at a park, or ride bikes in a church parking lot.

Friday Fun is kind of the same thing. I love to teach. I think preparing lessons is fun. I like to watch kids learn. But at Friday Fun I teach the Littles class and there are 18 kids (or sometimes more) in there. I don't want to teach to 18 kids ages 4-6. It's chaos. There is such a spread in ability, personality, maturity that it's almost impossible to come up with something for them to do that pleases everyone, or even most everyone. And I like to teach hands on, I like to do projects or crafts. If I'm teaching about magnets I want everyone to have a magnet to play with. If I'm teaching about plants I want to give everyone a cup with dirt and a seed so they can plant their own and watch it grow. But I don't have a budget to do that for every lesson for 18 kids. It's too much. In my ideal world, I'd teach to a group of 6 or 7 kids. But every time I bring up having smaller classes, I get the response, "We don't have enough teachers." Which is the truth, we don't have enough people willing to teach so that we can make the classes smaller. I don't know if it's just a matter of we only have so many moms and each mom has a lot of kids, so we're totally out-numbered, or if it's more of moms not wanting to teach, I don't know. What I do know is that the number of kids in my classes stresses me out.  If I wanted to teach a class of 18-20 kids, I'd go teach at a public school where they would pay me to do it. One of the reasons I home school is to get out of that large group setting.

What I'd love to do, is say, "Hey, I'm going to teach a Kindergarten Science class out of my home for the next 6 weeks. We'll be studying natural science, we'll meet on Thursday afternoons for an hour and a half. The first hour will be science class that last half hour will be play time. I want 6 students, 2 of those will be my boys, so I'm looking for 4 more Kindergartners that are interested, who wants in?" But our group discourages that kind of thing, because it excludes some of the other kids in the group who are that age. They kind of have this all or nothing policy. We do everything together, or we don't do it at all. And I can see not wanting any clicks to form within the group...but on the other hand, not everyone wants to do everything all the time. And some of us just plain do better in a smaller group setting. My kids included. There are so many kids at their clubs and at their Friday Fun classes, that they don't really attach to any of them anyway...my boys just end up playing with each other. So if Lincoln and Ivan are just going to play with each other anyway, what's the point of having 16 extra kids bouncing off the walls of my house?

I'm not opposed to big group things. I think they are good and have their purpose. But I don't think everything needs to be a big group activity. A little bit ago, a mom in our group wanted to create some more socializing time for the parents. She tried to start up small dinner groups that would take turns having dinner at each other's houses. She was told that she shouldn't plan activities like that and that she should have checked with the president first before trying to organize an event. I don't think that's right. I think the group should have the freedom to allow people who are motivated to do something be able to do it. If she wants a dinner group and others want to join in with her, they should be able to. If I want a small science class for Kindergartners  and am willing to do the work for it, I should be able to have one.

I also believe that every member of the group should be allowed to express their opinions. We've been having some trouble at clubs with moms dropping kids off way too early, and picking up way too late. Since I'm in charge of the reminder email, I decided to address the issue. I explained what the issue was, made a suggestion that maybe if people were going to be more than 10 minutes early or late they should prearrange it with the hosting mom, but then I said I didn't want to dictate what the group had to do, that was just my suggestion for how to solve the problem, but I wanted to know what other people's ideas were. I got an email from the president saying nicely that I was out of place, that I should have brought the problem to her and let her address it, and that I wasn't to ask people's opinions because it caused too many issues. That doesn't sit right with me. The reason most of us home school is because we have opinions. The reason we have a presidency is so that they can listen to people's opinions and make an informed decision about what's best for the group as a whole...not to be dictators. I don't want to tell people what they have to do all the time, and I'd bet a pretty penny that they don't want me (or anyone else) telling them what to do all the time.

So that's kind of where I'm coming from. Then we had the discussion at MNO. Today, the mom who started the discussion at MNO sent out an email to the whole group, basically restating everything, so that those who weren't at MNO could be aware of what was going on, and so that the presidency might provide an opportunity for everyone to get together and discuss the issue and maybe we could come up with a solution, or a better way to run things that might meet everyone's needs better and not leave people feeling so burnt out. The email was not supposed to be emotional, or pointing fingers at anyone, but merely getting the ball rolling to provide the group with an opportunity to step back and re-evaluate it's purposes and objectives a little bit, and see if we still need/want the super formal frame work, or if maybe we want to try something a little more casual, that allowed people a little more freedom. Like maybe meeting one day a week instead of two, or having more low key clubs, etc.

Well unfortunately some people took the email personally when they shouldn't have, and they got offended, and they replied in an angry manner, and now it almost feels like if we respond to the email we're picking sides....which is not the intent. There are no sides....all we really want is to figure out a way to create less stress, so that moms still want to be apart of the group....because we really do have an awesome group, with awesome people in it. I think we're just asking too much of ourselves and each other.

Anyways, so it's inevitable that at some future point in April when our president gets back from her vacation we'll have a big group meeting. But in order for the meeting to be productive, I think we're going to have to take a lot of the emotional drama out of it. I think everyone needs to sit down and decide what it is that's stressing them out, and prioritize which activities are most important to their family, etc. But, obviously, the only person I can make sit down and do this is myself. :) So I will.

What do I want out of our home school group? Right now, for the ages my kids are at and for me, I want opportunities to socialize with other home school families in a variety of settings.

What is stressing me out? After looking at it and writing it all out, I've decided it's not the number of days that's the stress, but the formality of what we do on those days. The fact that we do everything as a large group is what is causing my stress. I want smaller classes/club groups. Or, if that isn't possible, I want the freedom to create a smaller group on the side to do a specific something every now and again.

What do I love about this group? Mom's night out, and all the women mentors I have as examples. I joined the group for my kids, and I love that the kids get together and do things, but what I REALLY love is Mom's Night Out, and associating with the women. I need the other home school moms. We bounce ideas off of each other, encourage each other, and support each other. Often I leave MNO feeling excited about homeschooling again. They inspire and motivate me. Also, I love teaching. And I love that my kids have the opportunity to learn from other moms who have different passions and talents than I do, and can introduce my kids to those things. I love field trips. And I love special activities such as the camp out and the not back to school party. 

Well, I'm going to go to bed now. I'll re read this in the morning and make sure it is what I want it to be. I've got until some time in April to collect my thoughts and decide what it really is that I want from this group.

Wednesday, March 27, 2013

“To be natural is such a very difficult pose to keep up.”

 ― Oscar Wilde, The Importance of Being Earnest

Oliver is one month old today! Wow. He is a beautiful, happy baby. I love him. I am going to try and take some more pictures of him on his one month day if things settle down around here a little bit.

Ivan woke up this morning with a sore throat. I'm sure he got it from Aaron, he's had one too the last couple of days. And I'm pretty sure Aaron got it from Lincoln, who complained of one a few days ago. I didn't really take him seriously though, because Lincoln is a miniature hypochondriac and will claim any ailment to postpone bedtime as long as possible. (You think I'm a mean mom, but I'm serious. He comes out of his room 4 or 5 times every night with some ache or pain or other. He's very creative about it too, the other night he ran out of health concerns, and so came out to tell me that he was absolutely positive that a giant was shaking our house.) But now that Aaron and Ivan have sore throats, I'm pretty sure Linc probably did a few days ago too. Oh well, you win some you lose some.

And don't feel too bad for Lincoln, he still got to go to the doctor this morning. He's had a rash the last couple of days that we thought was just eczema (wow, glad I looked that up, I was WAY off on the spelling), but it wasn't going away, and he was complaining that it hurt when anything touched his skin (like he wouldn't wear a shirt), so we decided to take him in this morning. Turns out the doctor doesn't think it's eczema at all, because it's all over his body, and I guess eczema is usually localized...anyways, she thinks it's either a virus that comes a long with the common cold sometimes, or an allergic reaction to something. She couldn't be 100% sure which, so she gave Lincoln some Benadryl, and told us to watch him. If it starts to fade and goes away and stays away, it's probably a virus. It it keeps having flare-ups it's probably an allergic reaction and we'll need to get him tested. My bet is on the virus, since we haven't eaten or done anything out of the ordinary to cause and allergic reaction.

So, we'll be staying home some more. But I'm ok. We've had a pretty busy week so far. On Monday Ivan's preschool group had a field trip to the fire station. I took all the kids and Aaron's mom. It was fun. And the firemen were really good with the kids, showing them all sorts of cool things, and answering Lincoln's million questions. They even let the kids walk through the ambulance.


Monday was also my brother Jackson's birthday. We tried to call and sing to him, but he didn't answer the phone. So we had to be satisfied with sending him this picture instead:


Last week, I attended a Mom's Night Out for our homeschool group. We had a curriculum night, which basically means everyone brings the curriculums they use all year long, so people who are interested can have a chance to look through the books and see if it would be something they like, instead of buying it online and being disappointed with it when it gets there. Someone there introduced me to this awesome book series called Let's Read and Find Out, which are basically science books for younger kids, written on just about any topic you can think of. So you read the books together, and then in the back most of them have a simple activity you can do together. I love it! So of course I went home and ordered as many as my budget for the month would allow (and maybe a few more).

This week we got our first one in the mail. It's called What the Moon is Like. And the experiment in the back was fun too, and easy. It told me to fill a container like a pie tin or a tupperware with 2 inches of flour and then sprinkle a thin layer of cocoa powder on top. Then take marbles and drop them in the container from about 5 inches up. The marble hitting the flour is supposed to look similar to a meteor hitting the surface of the moon (because the moon is covered in dust). I've never seen a meteor hit the moon, but our marbles definitely made craters in our flour. It was fun. The kids liked it, and made a huge mess (mostly Adelia). But it wasn't too bad to clean up. I love science! And I can't wait to get into the rest of our books and see what's in store for us.




I ordered the cutest outfits for all of us for Easter. Or at least pieces of outfits. Aaron and Oliver are getting matching ties. Ivan and Lincoln are getting polos (Old Navy had them online for $7.50 the other day, yes!). I got a new spring skirt, yay! And Adelia is getting the cutest little girl maxi dress. I got hers first, so everyone else got stuff to coordinate with her dress. I'm hoping to get a new family picture with Oliver in it on Easter. Why not? We already have the outfits. And we're related by blood to several very good photographers. :)

Our neighborhood book club read and discussed The Importance of Being Ernest by Oscar Wilde this month. It was a crack up! One of the funniest books/plays I've ever read. So many great one-liners. I loved it. Next month, my homeschool moms book club is reading The Lemon Tree by Sandy Tolan. I think it sounds really good, and I'm excited to read it. We've also got some interesting stuff coming up for neighborhood book club, we just chose books last night for our new 'survival' theme. Here are the books we'll be reading through the end of the year:
-The Life of Pi by Yann Martel
-Left to Tell: Discovering God Amidst the the Rwandan Holocaust by Immaculee Ilibagiza
-The Road by Cormac McCarthy
-Divergent by Veronica Roth
-Favorite Children's Survival books such as Hatchet/Julie of the Wolves/Holes/Number the Stars/The Giver etc. coupled with the short story The Metamorphosis by Franz Kofka
-Lord of the Flies by William Golding
-Unbroken by Laura Hillenbrand
I think I'm going to be in reader heaven. A lot of these are already on my To Read list. 

I finally submitted another article to The LDS Sentinel. I'm supposed to do one every month, but I do pretty well to get one our every four months or so, and I haven't put any out since I got pregnant with Oliver. Oops.    This time my article is called Gettin' Your Game On. I don't think the writing is anything wonderful, but I do think the ideas are fun. Hopefully, as I keep doing this column, I can improve my writing. My skill has gone WAY downhill since I left college. (Which is made perfectly clear by the writing quality of this blog, eck! No time for revision, gotta keep on documenting the fam.) 

Yesterday my good friend Molly came to visit with her new baby boy. Her baby and Oliver are only a day apart. They were supposed to be three weeks apart, but Molly went a week past her due date, and Oliver came two weeks early. Funny how that works out sometimes. I meant to get a picture of the two little guys together. They are both adorable. But we got talking, and before I knew it we had to leave to pick up Aaron from work, and I didn't get a picture. Next time. It was fun to have Molly come over and talk baby talk with me. :)

Anyways, happy one month old to Oliver. I'll try to take some more pictures today, but until I do, these will have to suffice.

One month old today and still an angel

I love his little baby feet!

And hands

He was SUPER sleepy for his one-month day

The kids LOVE their little brother. They really would maul him to death if I didn't interfere. 

The famous Swan Family Brow Furrow. All my kids do it, even Ollie. As you can see, they get if from Aaron.

Tuesday, March 26, 2013

By All Means

"By all means, let's be open-minded, but not so open-minded our brains drop out." -Richard Dawkins

Sunday, March 24, 2013

Broken Pencils Are Pointless


Aaron and Oliver and I stayed up too late last night. Ollie was a little but fussy, trying to work some gas or something out, so he slept fitfully off and on between 8pm-midnight. Usually on those kind of nights One of us will stay up with him while the other goes to bed, and then we'll switch, so that we are both getting some sleep. But last night Aaron was working on the Flo-Foto website until 1am. So we were both up. Dumb.

Needless to say, we got a really late start on things this morning. I guess that's one (the only?) good thing about having church at 1pm...we had a long time to get ready for it. Oliver and I are still staying home from church to try and avoid germs. It's weird to feel perfectly able-bodied enough to go to church, but to still stay home. But it is nice to have three peaceful quiet hours to just sit and think.

We had big plans yesterday to get some yard work done. But it snowed and ruined everything. So I felt like yesterday was a wasted day. I was totally unmotivated. I had some errands I was going to run, but the snow has a way of sapping out my ambitiousness and making me want to curl up in a ball to stay warm.

Friday night we went to Melissa's final art show before she graduates. It was at BYU in the HFAC. I'll tell you what, it was pretty surreal to take a stroll on campus with four kids. I remember walking through those buildings as a freshman, and it doesn't seem like it was that long ago. But Friday I was walking through there with four kids and I felt so old yet not old at the same time. It was kind of a strange feeling. I remember looking at couples with only one or two small kids and thinking they were "old", but now I look at this year's freshman, and they're hardly more than babies themselves.

Anyways, enough of my little time-warp moment...Melissa's art show as really cool. Her project was the white walls with the designs stamped on it. It was called Knowing/not/Knowing. My kids had a great time looking up and down the stair cases in the HFAC, they thought it was cool that you could see up and down multiple levels. And we all enjoyed the chocolate cake from Costco that was served for refreshments.


To do Adelia's hair the way it is in the picture at the art show, I started with it wet, then parted it in two, and gave her piggy tails, which I then braided and looped up through the top elastic again. It was cute. It dried really well. Then we took it out before bedtime...


Can you say "Whoa, hair!" Haha. She's darling though, even with an afro.

You know who else is darling? Oliver. He doesn't like having his baths, but his little scrunchy unhappy face is so cute.


It's ok Ollie, Daddy will make it all better.


(Doesn't Aaron look tired? He is...he spends way too many nights and early mornings up working on the website when he should be sleeping.)

Saturday, March 23, 2013

Look Alikes

I've been meaning to do this post forever. I think I mentioned that the first time I got to see Oliver's face in the hospital it was like having deja vu because he looked so much like Ivan did as a newborn. Here are the pictures to prove me point.


Friday, March 22, 2013

I Told a Chemistry Joke...There Was No Reaction

This afternoon I'm feeling a bit like this:


I worked hard all morning folding laundry, washing dishes, picking up toys, going through closets throwing things away, entertaining children, and teaching school. I turned my phone off all morning because I didn't want to be bothered or distracted. I was in the zone this morning. I'm trying to make a real effort to get myself back on track and out of survival mode. I have this burning desire to finish my spring cleaning before Oliver comes out of the sleep-all-day baby stage. Because once he's out, I won't be able to get much done. My energy is returning, and my body is finally willing to try cooperating with my racing mind. It feels good to work hard again. Unfortunately, I'm out of practice, and have lost the stamina for it. So this afternoon, Oliver and I snuggled in the Papa San chair, and sat in the quiet for 20 minutes. It was lovely. And then quiet time was over and the other children were out of their rooms, and we had to move on with our day.


Oliver is changing. He's getting bigger, and his skin is starting to fill out. His legs are straightening out some, and his fingers and toes aren't wrinkly anymore. The Little Brother shirt he's wearing is a 3 month size. But he still fits into a lot of his newborn stuff. On Wednesday he was three weeks old. I never posted his two week stats. At his two week appointment he weighed 7 lbs 12 oz and was 21 inches long. He's in the 48th percentile for weight, and 85th for height. Doc said he looks perfect. He is perfect. :) He's still a really mild baby. I keep waiting for our easy streak to snap. It seems too good to be true. No spit up yet. Still giving us a 4 to 5 hour stretch every night.


I've noticed that he likes to be snuggly and warm. He doesn't care so much about being swaddled, he'll take it or leave it, but he calms right down, and sleeps much better, if he's wrapped in one of his fuzzy blankets, or if he's snuggled up close. He spends probably 2/3rds of the night in bed with us, right up next to me. And it's during those stretches that he's the most peaceful.


I used to have the philosophy "No kids in bed.", and was pretty strict with it. But the more kids I have the more I've shifted over to the philosophy of, "Whatever it takes to get the most sleep so I can function in the morning." So I nurse Ollie in bed, and then we sleep that way for awhile. And actually we sleep pretty well that way, I didn't think I would. It's not as soundly as I'd sleep if he weren't in there, but it's a lot more restful than it would be if I were getting up every 30 minutes to walk across the room and pick him up out of the crib. Anyways, the arrangement is working really well for everyone at the moment, and I think we're maximizing our potential sleep possibilities.

In other random occurrences:


This is our collection of tumble weeds. The picture makes it a little hard to tell, but they are piled as high as our garbage can. It's been windy the last couple of days. I love everything about living next to a field, except the tumble weed collection. I can't keep them out of my garage.

Ivan went to a birthday party yesterday. He came home with his face painted. He told me, "Mom, this is Super Bat, he just helps out Super Man when there's an emergency."


The face painting was awesome...until he woke up this morning with swollen eyes and red splotches all over his face in the shape of a bat. :( Guess his skin didn't like the face paint as much as the rest of us did.

I was able to get out of the house a couple times this week and socialize with other moms. That was awesome. It fulfilled a need, so that today I wanted to pull back and stay secluded. I find that I often go through a similar ebb and flow in my socializing. I stay in until I need to get out, and then I go out until I need to stay in. :) Today was definitely a stay in, keep to myself kind of day. It was snowy and cold for one thing. And I was occupied and accomplishing what I wanted for another. I don't think it's a negative thing that I want to keep to myself sometimes. I find that's how I rejuvenate. That's how I sort through the hustle and bustle. I don't feel sad, or depressed that I stayed home, or didn't see anyone today. And it wasn't that I was irritated or tired of seeing any certain person or group of people. It's just a cycle for me. Sometimes I need people and sometimes I need my quiet space. Call it the introvert in me. :) And I don't think there's anything wrong with it.

Tuesday, March 19, 2013

Today I Conquered the World!


...Or at least, it felt like it.

Yesterday I noticed that Ivan's toe was completely sticking out of his shoe. No sole underneath of it or anything. While I was looking at Ivan's shoe, and telling him he needed new ones, Lincoln pointed out that his shoes also had holes in the toes. Super. Checked Adelia's just for fun. She didn't have a hole, but it was wearing thin AND her shoes were two sizes too small. Mother of the year, right here. We needed to go to Target. All five of us...five meaning, four children and I. Yikes!

But I did it! We survived! The kids were actually fairly well behaved, and Oliver slept the whole time. But I still felt like I conquered the world. :)


And we had another beautiful day. So we spent the afternoon walking around the neighborhood.



Happy Birthday Ivan Boy!


Ivan turned four yesterday. I'm not quite sure how that happened. He can't be four already!? It really snuck up on me.

For several months Ivan has been patiently waiting to turn four. When he says his prayers at night he asks to turn four. :) And one of things he wanted most for his birthday was to go camping. Soooo not in the cards with a new baby and it being March and all. But we did our best to give him the next best thing. I made him a campfire birthday cake. (Probably the easiest cake I've made for a child's bday so far, thanks Ivan!) And for one of his gifts we gave him an indoor play tent. Also, Aaron began construction on the fire pit in the post above, so that we could have some of Ivan's friends and their families over to roast hot dogs and marshmallows for Ivan's birthday party. I think he was pretty happy with his day over all.


On Sunday (the day before his birthday) we had my parents and Aaron's parents over to celebrate. When I asked Ivan what he wanted for birthday dinner he said, "Oatmeal." Um? Oatmeal? So I convinced him that oatmeal would be a better thing to have for his birthday breakfast. He agreed and then chose pineapple pizza to have for Sunday dinner. So we had pineapple pizza, strawberry lemonade, a green salad, and a grape salad. Then we opened presents.

Top left: Ivan and Adelia in the new tent. Top right: Gramma Tam and Papa Kerry gave Ivan his first baseball mitt and a ball. Bottom left: The campfire cake looked awesome when we lit the candles! Bottom right: Grandma and Grandpa Swan gave Ivan a rubbermade container full of beans and scoops. Kid heaven!

On his real birthday, I took Ivan outside during quiet time to get some birthday pictures of him. He was so funny. He wanted to pose himself, and make funny faces. 


Then, I asked him to show me how old he was...he held up his fingers like this, with the pinky down instead of the thumb:


In the evening our friends and neighbors came over to help us celebrate. We roasted hot dogs and marshmallows in the new fire pit, and the adults chatted while the kids ran around and dug in the dirt. It was a lot of fun. And it was pretty low key, which I appreciated. Ivan doesn't really like to be the center of attention in large groups, so an informal party was just the ticket. He didn't want anyone to leave. And once the party was over he asked if we could do it again tomorrow. :) 


Julie, Sam, Lincoln, Adelia, Ivan, Peter, and Aaron

The three amigos roasting mallows in the smoke

I love you my Ivan Boy! You have gotten so big this last year. I'm so proud of all the things you've accomplished. You can write your name, and all your letters all by yourself. You are starting to sound out words. You like to help Lincoln count to 100. You can go zooming fast on your bike. You are potty trained! I never thought we'd see the day, but you did it! And you are one of the sweetest people I know, you are always willing to share, without being asked. You like to sing softly to Oliver to help him stop crying. And I can count on you to come snuggle me when you wake up in the mornings. You adore your Dad, and love to help him with all his projects. And you get along really well with Adelia and Lincoln. Your favorite color is green. Your favorite food is pizza. You asked for chocolate ice cream for your birthday. You like to watch Jake and the Neverland Pirates after you finish your chores in the mornings. And you'd stay outside all day if I'd let you. Happy Birthday, I love you, and I'm so glad that I get to be your mom.


Saturday, March 16, 2013

Latest Backyard Project


The weather has been beautiful, and today was no exception. As Aaron and I have been discussing our backyard, we both decided that we need a bigger garden space than what we originally put in last year. So we are going to unwrap the back of the garden box and bring it around the corner, so that the garden curves around the corner of the lot on both sides. And the space in the middle seemed ideal for a fire pit. We looked up a few fire pit designs online and found one we liked and that was that. Aaron started working and didn't stop until late into the night. :) It's not quite done yet, but it's going to be awesome when it is.


In the top left picture you can see the outline for where the garden is going to be and the hole for the fire pit. Around the base of the fire pit we are going to put down pavers. I think it will look really nice, and hopefully similar to this picture:


Except instead of the back wall and side pillars, it will be our garden boxes.

The kids were so excited to spend the day outside with Dad. Aaron told me later that Lincoln kept saying over and over, "Dad, today is so different, we've been outside more than we've been inside!" Poor kid. He's been cooped up WAY too long.

In other exciting news, we are now the proud owners of a bright orange wheel barrow. That is all. Stay tuned for the "after" pictures of our fire pit and garden boxes.