Monday, November 19, 2018

Quinton's Birthday!

Our baby is 4!  Correction - we no longer HAVE a baby!  Isn't that insane?!?!?


  It's so bitter sweet to watch Quinton grow up!  He's a hilarious little dude and so full of spunk!  But I'm already mourning the loss of my sweet, not-so-little baby.  I am trying to get used to the idea that the next baby I get to snuggle with and love so deeply will probably be a grandchild.
 One of the greatest things about Quinton's birthday was that every single gift he received brought him tremendous joy!  Each thing was "just what I always wanted!!!" and "super EPIC!!!"

 He got a new bubble machine.  His last one broke, but not until after bringing hours of joy to both Quin and all the other children in our neighborhood.  Plus, it bought me extra time in the flower beds without having to blow bubbles for him.  So it was kind of a gift for me too.


 Oooh! Power Ranger toys!  Why? Why are Power Rangers so cool? They drive me BONKERS!!!


Nicole had a basketball game at 8:00 that morning, so we decided to bring the whole family along.  We usually leave the little kids home with Alison so that we can actually WATCH the game instead of herding boys.  However, this time we had big plans for after the game so everyone came.


Quinton just played on his tablet the whole time, but I was okay with that so I could focus on Nicole's game.  Alison was super excited about me taking her picture...as usual...


After the game, we went to Golden Coral for a birthday breakfast buffet.  How fun was that?!?!?  Quinton LOVES breakfast food.  All the fruit, yogurt, pancake, bacon and eggs you can eat PLUS desserts and ice cream?!?!?  It was like a dream come true for him!


They even sang a birthday song to him.  It was great!


That evening, guess what Quin chose for his birthday dinner... breakfast food.  So we had eggs, pancakes, yogurt, and fruit for the second time that day.


Grandma and Grandpa Smith came over and gave him some big-kid legos.  He's only had lego Duplos (for little kids) before - but now he's old enough for the big-kid kind!


He and his brothers wasted no time getting to work on them!  


And look who else came to celebrate Quinton's birthday with us!  Suzette's family drove all the way from Idaho for us!  Just kidding.  They were on a quick weekend family vacation and they called to let us know they were going swimming nearby.  We invited them over for cake and ice cream and they were sweet enough to oblige.


Nothing fancy for a birthday cake here - just a blue velvet cake mix I had in the basement.  But Quinton thought it was awesome anyway.  So did the dog on his shirt!


Happy birthday, sweet boy.  Look at that face!

Quinton's ice cream of choice was Playdough flavored.  Between that and his blue velvet cake, he had a very colorful birthday.

Night of a mother's terrors.

Sunday January 14th was a very nice day.  As I went to bed that night, I commented to David on how well things were going.  "Getting Buddy was the best thing for our family, don't you think? The kids love him so much!  And they're learning to take care of him and have responsibilities!  He's the best dog in the world!"  David doesn't usually gush as much as I do, but he admitted that Buddy was a good dog.  He was mellow and patient, he never ONCE had an accident in our house. When he needed to go outside, he'd go sit by the back door.  If he needed to go out in the night, he'd walk over to me, and I'd hear his footsteps and get up with him.  He was easy to walk and never chased other dogs,. etc. Plus - those jowls!  And that hound-dog bark! Perfection!  I drifted peacefully off to sleep with a smile on my lips and a dog on the floor at the foot of my bed.  Then, the nightmare began...

At 2:30 in the morning, David and I were awakened to a strange rustling sound. Buddy was asleep on the ground at the foot of our bed, but he was going crazy!  At first I thought he was chasing a raccoon in his dream.  He was totally sprinting!  But then, I couldn't get him to wake up!  He just kept going and going.  And then I noticed that he was foaming at the mouth.  I started to freak out a little.  After about one minute, he slowed down and "came to."  He stood up and immediately ran into the wall.  He was clumsy and dizzy for a little while.  Then, he became super hyper, running back and forth around our house for a long time.  I was terrified about what had just happened.  I could not sleep! So I sat on the couch for over an hour googling everything I could and getting more and more terrified by the second.  I was pretty convinced that he'd had a seizure.  I just didn't know the cause.  But whatever the cause - it's never a super great thing to have a dog that has seizures.


Somewhere around 3:45, I dragged my exhausted body back to bed.  I was still semi-awake (feeling like the mother of a newborn who is listening for every movement and breath and convinced that the baby's dying) when I heard someone in our kitchen.   "Oh great," I thought.  "What now?"  I went out into the hallway and found Alison leaning on the kitchen counter.  She slowly lifted her head to look at me and said, "Mom.  I don't feel very good.  I think I'm going to..." then she kind of slid off the counter and melted onto the floor.  I ran over to her.  By the time I got there, she was lying on her back, passed out, convulsing as she spewed vomit into the air like a volcano.  I rolled her onto her side and she woke up.  After cleaning up the kitchen and helping her get showered, I knew sleep was going to be next to impossible for me.  So I set up a little nest on her bedroom floor and held vigil while she slept.

To make a long story short, Buddy had three more seizures within a 48 hour period.  It was kind of a blessing that Alison was home sick because I could leave Quin with her and take Buddy to the vet (who happens to be David's cousin and his cousin's son in law).  They took blood work and discovered that Buddy has kidney disease.  It's not a good diagnosis for a dog. They often don't live very long.  I was crushed!  Not only was it sad to think about losing the dog so quickly after we got him (Merry Christmas, kids!) but I felt so bad for Buddy! The seizures are HORRIBLE to watch - and I'm sure worse to experience.  After a seizure, he'd lose bladder control, be dazed and confused for a while, super hyper, then super exhausted. The kids only saw one seizure, but it was enough. They were pretty frightened.  David comforted me by saying that at least we knew that Buddy had a good end to his life and that he was very loved.  We told the kids to prepare for the worst.  Buddy's next seizure would be his last - we wouldn't make him suffer through a bunch of them.

Well, since then, Buddy's been a lot better.  For about a week, I slept on a couch in our basement because every time Buddy moved or sighed or anything, I would jump up in a panic thinking he was having another seizure. Every morning, Quin would find me and say, "Mom!  Buddy's still alive!"  After a while, I started to trust that he would be okay.  We have to buy special prescription dog food, which costs $70 per month. And we know that he probably doesn't have very long with us, but at least he seems like he feels better.


Sunday, March 4, 2018

Valentine's Day 2017

Who doesn't love a day of love?!?  At least for me, it's a great day because I am blessed to have a whole lot of valentines!

First of all, there is my one true valentine, David.  He's my favorite human being.  By far.

He bought me chocolates from Mrs. Cavanaughs.  Yum!

Then there are my five smaller valentines.  Each one makes me smile, laugh, sigh, and cry on an almost daily basis (my emotions are all over the place thanks to them - ha ha).  My heart swells for them all the time, but on Valentine's Day I get to show it a little more.

 We always give the kiddos a small goody bag and a balloon for Valentine's Day.
 They love it.  Especially the little ones.  But even the girls would miss their Valentine balloon if they didn't get one.
I made strawberry-and-cream-cheese stuffed french toast with honeydew melon for breakfast.  It was delicious, and very very rich (but I grew up with a magnet on my fridge that said, "You are what you eat, so eat rich food!" so I was just doing what I was taught).

I got an extra dose of lovin' this Valentine's Day because I was able to spend an hour with my neighbor's sweet baby.
 Seriously - I enjoyed every second of getting to feed this sweet little cherub! Quinton was our photographer.  He loves the baby too.
Be still my heart!

The boys' school doesn't allow food or candy of any kind.  Ever.  So the Valentine cards they received from their classmates were filled with stickers, pencils, slime, balloons, bubbles, and other fun stuff.  I have to admit that last year, it seemed like a bummer to me to have valentines without candy, but this year, I loved it.  Their valentines were healthier and longer lasting than a few conversation hearts would have been.  They spent the afternoon sorting through and playing with all their toys.

As a special Valentine's Day treat, my very first valentines ever (my parents) invited our family over for a romantic dinner.  Nothing says "true love" like making dinner for a busy mom and letting her go home without doing any dishes whatsoever.

 The house looked so pretty and festive!
 We had home made spaghetti and meatballs, a fantastic salad, fun breads dipped in olive oil and balsamic vinegar, fancy red drinks, and home made sugar cookies and chocolate mousse.  Wowza!  It was delightful!

Grandpa read with the boys for a while.  They kind of like him....

Then, Grandma and Grandpa sent the boys off on a treasure hunt.  They had pre-hidden clues all over their house and the boys had a blast finding them all.  The treasure at the end of the hunt was several bags of valentine candy for us to share.  Hooray!  That evening sure made our day extra special and festive!

David and I celebrated Valentines Day alone that weekend, when we went to the movies together.  We saw the latest Thor movie (talk about romance!)  Hee hee.  Actually, I loved it.  Thor reminds me of David...only wimpier...

Monday, February 26, 2018

For Historical Purposes Only

I hesitate to write this post because I know that President Uchtdorf says some people wear their busy-ness like a badge and I'm not trying to do that at all!  I simply want to capture a picture of our lives right now, in this busy stage, so that I can reflect back on it someday when I'm older and I can't remember what it was like.  People always tell me that time flies and that I'll blink and my kids will be grown and gone, but I keep blinking and nothing has changed yet... My mom says she can hardly remember what it was like - she knows she did the same things I am doing, but it's all so distant now.  So, for that reason, I've decided to write a sample "weekly schedule" of our lives right now.  If you're not me 20 years from now, it will probably bore you and you can totally skip it.

NOTE: This is just the regular, scheduled assignments we meet each week- it does not include the daily chores of cooking, cleaning, exercising, reading the scriptures, It doesn't account for the time spent changing sheets, cleaning the turtle tank, grocery shopping, etc.  Nor does it include the doctor and dentist appointments, parent teacher conferences, concerts and recitals, church assignments, school volunteering hours, and other non-regular tasks.

MONDAY:   

  • 7:35 take girls to school
  • 8:00 take boys' carpool to school
  • 3:00 pick up girls' carpool from school
  • 4:00ish pick up Alison from after school play practice
  • 5:30 pick up Nicole from JH basketball practice
  • 5:15 Nicole piano lesson (notice the time problem.  She's late.)
  • FHE


TUESDAY:         

  • 7:35 take girls to school
  • 9:30 pick up fruit basket from co-op
  • 2:30 leave home so I can pick up boys' carpool from their school at 3:00
  • 3:15 Nicole JH basketball game.  Try to attend if it's nearby and Ali is home to babysit (or bring all 3 boys with me, but plan on also bringing tablets and snacks or you won't see the game). 
  • 6:30 Josh Cub Scouts
  • 7:00 girls Young Women
  • 7:30 pick up Josh and neighborhood kids from scouts because their moms are all in YW


WEDNESDAY: 

  • 7:35 take girls to school
  • 8:00 take boys' carpool to school
  • 9:30 watch my neighbor friend's four month old daughter, Beverly, while she takes her special needs toddler to an early intervention class
  • 1:15 Relief Society presidency meeting at my house so that Quinton can nap while we chat
  • 3:30 Josh piano lesson
  • 4:00ish pick up Alison from after school play practice
  • 6:30 pick up Nicole from JH basketball practice - its later because the team eats dinner together after their Wednesday practices.  I am the mom who calls and reminds the parents who signed up to bring food each week.  
  • 7:00 every other week, the RS presidency goes out and visits sisters in the ward
  • 8:00 most weeks the Elders Quorum presidency has a meeting


THURSDAY:     

  • 7:35 take girls to school
  • 9:30 watch baby Beverly
  • 2:30 leave home to pick up the boys' carpool from school
  • 3:15 Nicole JH basketball game.  Attend if possible.
  • 5:15 Alison piano practice
  • 6:30-8:30 different every week.  Nicole comp basketball game in South Ogden
  • 9:00 Nicole Jr. Jazz basketball practice


FRIDAY:           

  • 6:00 take Nicole to JH basketball practice
  • 7:35 take Alison to school
  • 12:30 leave home to pick up boys' carpool from school.  Early out day.
  • 2:00 pick up Nicole from school
  • 3:00ish pick up Alison from after school play practice


SATURDAY:     

  • 8:00 - 11:00 different every week. Nicole Jr. Jazz basketball game in Kaysville


Saturday is usually filled with home and yard chores, David trying to do his documentation for work, and plenty of play time. Sundays require David to attend various meetings (me too if the president is out of town) choir practice, a parents-only scheduling meeting, and a family council meeting where we hash out the weeks' schedule and pay a small allowance.

We aren't always this busy.  Things tend to come in cycles.  Basketball is basically over now, but soccer will be starting up in a few weeks.  That's how it goes.  We  generally make everything work.  David and I have to split up sometimes, and both girls help out a LOT with babysitting.  How do we work? TEAMWORK!  And for now, it works!
                           



Our Budding Shakespeare

Man!  I hope Josh's teachers have a good sense of humor!  I found this paper in his coat pocket the other day and I about died.  It's a list of sentences working on his spelling/vocabulary words for the week.  They were obviously working on words that sound the same but have different meanings (homophones - thank you google), like "not" and "knot."  He wrote sentences for each word, showing that he understood the different meanings.

Some of the more...um...unique ones are:

Die you pice of wood! (it's funny that he spelled piece wrong, because it's one of his other spelling words!)
Would you rather have chicken or chicken
Rest in pieces = R.I.P.
Peace man...Peace.




Bathroom Remodel

Once upon a time (last year), while I was showering, I noticed that some of the grout was missing between the tiles in our shower.  I later showed it to David, who became very concerned.  It was not only missing grout, but the wall was would flex out and leave an inch wide gap in the corner when you pushed on it.  It looked like it might be a problem.  We worried that we might be damaging the ceiling  right about the boy's bedroom and wondered if mold might be involved.  We immediately stopped using our shower and for several months, all seven of us shared the same shower.  It was less than ideal.

So, with few options and even less choice, we bit the bullet and decided to replace the shower. That decision rapidly escalated into a two bathroom remodel job. We tried to do it as responsibly as possible while still keeping everyone sane.  Could David have done it himself? Yes.  Definitely.  But he has enough on his plate and we needed to get it done in a timely manner.  We decided to use a contractor.  We had several companies bid, and chose the one we thought was most budget conscious and still good. Knowing that our kids were growing, we opted to also redo/finish our basement bathroom.  When we bought the house five years ago, the shower was only roughed in.  

So, after two months of having strange men coming in and out of the house all day, dust everywhere, plastic running up and down the halls and stairs, loud noises that made naps impossible, and plenty of difficult decisions, discussions, and stresses (all during the holidays, no less) we have two lovely, functional bathrooms (and one ugly one) for our family to use!  It was painful and expensive, but we are sure grateful for it now and know that it will benefit our family for decades to come.

 Here's a picture of our basement bathroom before the remodel.  It was a very basic, cheap just-to-get-by room.
 The linoleum was rolling, the sink wasn't sealed to the counter tops, moisture was getting into the walls from the sink, etc.  It was time to fix it up.

 So this was the room we chose to focus on first.

 Look at it now!  The walls are pretty bright, I know!  It took me a while to get used to them (even though I was the one who chose the color).  But it's very bright and cheery for a kids basement bathroom.
 The counter top is marble.  I had fun buying a few little decorations like the sand timer, etc.

 I love these cute signs that I found.  It looks like they were made for this space!

 This picture is kind of dark, but I wanted to show the beautiful light fixture that I picked out.  David really wanted to get the kids a medicine cabinet, but there were pipes running through the wall, so it had to stick out a little bit.  That meant the existing light fixture wouldn't work.  I had to look for something that stuck out farther and wasn't too tall.  It was a little bit of a splurge (except that I'm a terrific shopper and got it on a great sale)! But I love how it lights up the space!  And it's really unique.
 Cultured marble is the way to go for our family!  No grout!  Easy to maintain!  Pretty!  There's a seat in this shower.  The kids think that's pretty cool.
 This was David's idea.  I think it's brilliant and/or inspired.  He said, "We should put up quotes, stories, poems, and stuff we want the kids to know in the bathroom right across from the toilet.  We'll have a captive audience there.  They won't be able to NOT see it!"  So that's what we did!  I bought a pretty frame and every once in a while we change up what's in there.  I've already changed it once since we got it.

Perhaps my favorite part of this bathroom is the tile. I mean, I obviously liked it when I chose it, or I wouldn't have chosen it, but I LOVE it now that it's on the floor.  It makes the whole place!

  

 Now lets move on to the before picture of our master bathroom.  In many ways, it was totally fine, but the water damage gave us an opportunity to change the little things that we didn't love. I LOVE the mirrors, and moved them to other places in our home.  We never really used the double sinks - it seems we both used the same one all the time.  The flooring was carpet, which we didn't love. The lighting was dim, and the counter tops were formica that had been painted over.  In some places, the paint was starting to bubble up and peel. 
 Our tub was great!  No changes needed there, except maybe the removal of our rubber ducky spout cover.  The tile would all have to be replaced, of course.

And the separate water closet was fine, but once I saw how nice our new toilet downstairs was, I ordered a new one for this room too.  
 Our bathroom really turned into a palace!  I love everything about it!
 The cabinets are several inches taller than they used to be (nice for a couple of six footers like David and I). The back splash is so lovely.  Changing to a single sink opened up a lot of counter space for us.  Speaking of which, the white granite counters are HEAVEN!  I really worried over going white-on-white, but it's probably my favorite part of this bathroom now.
 The contractor extended our shower a few more inches. In the before picture, you can see that it went in a little bit more.  It was only a few inches, but it feels so ROOMY in there now!
 We used the same accent tile as our back splash in the shower as well.
 The tub feel like a spa with the fancy tray, the beautiful artwork, and the fairy lights in a jar.
And the tile in this room is lovely too.  I love this bathroom!  It's almost TOO pretty to use!

Welcome 2018!

Wow!  Time flies!  How can it be 2018 already?!?!?

We spent New Year's Day relaxing, eating left over holiday food, and preparing to return to normal daily life. That evening, we ordered Chinese food.  So did the rest of Layton!  I waited in line for about 45 minutes!!!  But that's okay.  It's important that we get our fortunes for the year.  And here they are (along with my initial thoughts upon reading them):

Quinton: You deserve to have a good time after a hard day's work. (What?!?!?)
Bronson: You will be the guest of a gracious host.  (Any volunteers?)
Joshua:  Investigate the new opportunity that will soon become an option. (I'm pretty sure he got Ali's.)
Nicole: You will profit soon from an investment opportunity. (Sweet!)
Alison: Time makes one wise.  Ask advice from someone older than you. (Did David plant that one?)
Me: An important discussion will take place about you today.  (Huh? That's my fortune for the year?)
David: You will take a chance in the near future, and win. (Wowza!)

That evening, while we were filling out our traditional New Year's surveys for FHE - we keep track of everyone's changes throughout the past year - Kristin and her family came over with their little dog, Fin.  It was so funny to watch Buddy interact with him!  None of us had ever seen Buddy move so much - or so swiftly!  It was hilarious!  I was a little bit nervous that Buddy was going to eat poor Fin, but Kristin assured me that he could hold his own.  After all, he lives with Beau - the craziest standard poodle that ever lived!  So I just let them play and laughed my head off.  It was fun.



In terms of goals for 2018 - I had a very hard time picking my theme word.  In the end, I've decided to go with "Minister."  Our bishop is really focusing on that in our ward, the relief society has changed the visiting teaching program to facilitate it more, and I've just been feeling like it needs to be the way I interact with my kids, neighbors, siblings, parents, husband, and everyone.  So that's the plan.



Sunday, February 25, 2018

New Years Eve 2017

New Years Eve fell on a Sunday this year, so we kept it pretty mellow.  Our celebration consisted of playing a few card games as a family (a VERY rare treat - David isn't a fan), eating some treats, and playing a countdown on Netflix around 9:30 pm.  I know, we're  a bunch of party animals.




 At least we had plenty of poppers and noise makers to keep everyone happy for a while.

 And of course, we toasted the New Year before shuffling the boys off to bed.  I think I went to bed myself and read a book for a while.  David went to his office to document and I think the girls did each other's hair and makeup or something.  I was asleep before midnight, but David wished the girls a happy New Year.
This is about how I felt about partying this New Year.  Ha ha!

2017 was a good year.  We saw the ocean!  We got a dog!  We learned and grew (some of us more than we wanted to)! And we feel very blessed!