Thursday, October 29, 2009

Some photos and an update

Do you ever have those times in life when you know you are just treading water, hoping not to drown but knowing you don't have anywhere really to go? You assume that there will be an end to the madness, but you really don't know when or where. And it isn't bad treading water, but it is totally exhausting and not really fun.

That's where I am right now. I'm probably making it sound a bit worse than it is. Matt and I decided it was important for the kids to not be in day care full-time. We can't afford it, and kids should get to spend some days at home. So Monday, Wednesday and Friday the kids are at the on-campus day care, Tuesday and Thursday they are home with Matt and Saturday and Sunday they are with me. In a lot of ways, it's great. Matt gets to spend more one-on-one time with the kids, and we are equally involved in their daily lives and care. On his work days, Matt has a lot of evening shifts- great for the kids because they don't usually have to get up early with me for work. But it means that when I am home, he's not.

I love being with the kids during the day. I really miss it. I miss things like playgroup, library story time and meeting friends for lunch. At night, regardless of where they have been all day, kids need extra attention, and I have to make dinner, feed them and still try to find some time for play with both of them, all while they are tired, hungry and not at their best. I also miss Matt. Sometimes we don't see each other at all under after midnight. On most days, we don't see each other until after 10 p.m.

It seems like survival mode, but I'm still optimistic that we will find our rhythm. I just hope it's soon! If you have any make-ahead recipes, send them my way. I'm realizing that even cooking quick meals when I get home is an uphill battle.

In the meantime, we have had some fun this fall. We went to Yellowstone earlier this month. It was bitter cold, and the roads were closed for snow everywhere but West Yellowstone to Old Faithful, but we still had a great time! In her mall-girl ways, Anne Marie says her favorite part was staying in the hotel. I have no photos of the hotel, but here were the highlights according to me.

Our new van on its first excursion:
From yellowstone

Post-nursing van party- Anne Marie requested this photo:
From yellowstone

From yellowstone

Day 1 was only a little cold:

From yellowstone

From yellowstone

From yellowstone

From yellowstone

Day 2 was colder:
From yellowstone

From yellowstone

From yellowstone

But the sun came out eventually:
From yellowstone

From yellowstone

The van handled ice like a charm:
From yellowstone

From yellowstone

Also, some fall hike photos. We were a little early- the leaves hadn't really changed yet.

Anne Marie hiked with her "unca." She knows how to say uncle, and all her other uncles are uncle, but for Alex, "unca" is the only real name.

From fall hike

This is the butt tree. Our family poses by it every fall.
From fall hike

cute photo:
From fall hike

From fall hike

Anne Marie helped her unca over the log:
From fall hike

Anne Marie showing unca and grandma how to do it:

From fall hike

Friday, October 2, 2009

Fairin' It

I’m way behind on posting photos and other things. So, a month after it happened, here are some highlights from the Twin Falls and Eastern Idaho State fair.
From Twin Falls fair


From Twin Falls fair


From Twin Falls fair


From Twin Falls fair


From fair 09


From fair 09


This cracks me up. That kid has a face tattoo like Mike Tyson, and it looks like he's about to take out Anne Marie.

From fair 09


From fair 09


Post-fair dinner:
From fair 09


In other, more recent news, I think we might be over the potty-training hill. Anne Marie stayed dry the entire day yesterday, and kept telling me, “diapers are not forever,” the title of one of her current favorite books.
Thomas is pulling up on furniture and cruising around. He doesn’t crawl on hands and knees like a normal kid. Instead, he pushes his butt up with his legs straight and tries to stand up. When it doesn’t work, he army-crawls at lightning-speed across the room. His daycare providers have bets as to when the kid will be walking, ranging from before Thanksgiving to before Christmas. Scary! The kid is only 7 months old, and I’m not sure how he is lifting his short, stout little body up so quickly.
We finally got out hiking this fall, to a little trail we always visit near Victor. More on that trip when I finally download the photos.