So, I saw it going differently in my mind....

Our little friend, R, had a birthday this weekend. He turned two. We had a blast running around and scraming and throwing snow and looking at the chickens. At the end of the night, the Meatball and the Peanut were so very tired. They were in bed for about three nano-seconds before falling fast asleep. So, we thought that we would try a similar tactic today. After naptime, we decided to go to the park. Of course, everyone other family in town without a swing set in their backyard was there, too. So, we had to wait our turn for the swings. You would think that Peanut's world had fallen apart. So, after finally swinging forEVER, we walked around the basketball court where some boys were playing. Peanut just kept whining "basss, basss, basss...." So, we went to the car to get a ball. Then, they just screamed at each other and fought constantly over the ball. The slides were another fun experience. Snotty-pants-little-girl kept telling me that they should go down the baby slide not the big kid slide. Then, when we decided to finally go down the baby slide, she blocked the way and wouldn't move - even after I asked nicely a couple of times. She was quite a little stinker. OH - and don't even mention ROBERT! His parents didn't really seem to care where he was or what he was doing, so when he would wander into the path of either of the swings while sucking on his sippy cup, we would have to try to grab the swings or change their paths or scootch him out of the way before he would get plowed over. His parent's response? "Oh, he'll just get hit in the head a couple of times and laugh about it." C'mon! Maybe we should stick to the park when the weather is miserable. Nobody else is there, we don't have to share or wait our turn, we don't have to keep track of other people's kids, and we're not appalled by a four-year-old's lack of tact and manners. (Parenting is hard.)

It's edible!

I have finally made a loaf of whole wheat bread that is actually edible. It's not a rock; it has some flavor; it resembles a loaf of bread! The trick: do not make it in the bread maker. Lesson learned: do not knead the 2nd time even though the recipe says to do so. The recipe also says to add white flour, but this loaf has none.

So, I totally could have been a pioneer. I can now make a wide range of tasteless meals that manage to stay mold-free for weeks. It's a talent - a lost art, some may say. Now, I just need to brush up on my prarie dress making skills and plant leaf identification so that we can wipe when we secede from this closed minded place.

Growing up....

We spent the entire weekend changing the clothes out of the boys' closet. All 18mo stuff is gone, and 2T/24mo is in. Laundry, laundry, laundry. At the end of the process, we sorted everything into five big piles to deliver to friends with kids a bit younger than ours. We both had tears in our eyes - Bub more than me. She's such a chick... Such cute stuff - such sweet memories. In the end, she saved the Thomas overalls and the Cowboys sweatshirt (no matter how hard I try, I can't get rid of it).

Then, the boys finally woke from their nap, and we ran around the house like crazy people. We watched (and read) our reading video (they're geniuses, I swear), and played with our magnetic numbers on the fridge. Did you know that the = line (at the bottom of a vertical equation) can be turned to make an "I"? Better yet, if you turn a "3" a quarter turn to the left, it becomes an "M". Did I mention that they are brilliant?

Oooo, jealousy....

I'm looking at pictures of my sister and brother-in-law's land in Mexico. They will start building soon. They are tan and smiling and happy. I promise that as soon as their new house is built, we'll be the first visitors! (OK - seriously - we would visit them in SLC IF THEY WERE EVER HOME!)