Sunday, September 21, 2008

Better Late than Never


My Alex turned seven this month and I've not had time to write a nice post for his Birthday, so now that I've recovered some of my sanity, here it goes! Alex was born the morning the towers fell down, September 11, 2001. We named him Alex because it means "protector and defender of mankind." Right now we are deep in the midst of the struggle to turn a little wild one into a protector and defender.

When I think about Alex, the first thing that comes to my mind is his incredible sense of humor. For a seven-year-old he is a very funny guy. He's always got a wry observation or an appropriate movie line to crack his mum up at the right moment. When being put in time-out, he looked up and in the perfect imitation of Mr. Tweedy said, "Nooooo chicken escapes from Tweedy's farm." Just after we moved into our new house my neighbor called and asked him if I was home, without skipping a beat, he said, "Heidi, I'm five, of course my mom is home."

Alex is also extremely loving. I know this won't last forever, so I try to enjoy it while I can. He's been growing up a lot this past year. It's been interesting to watch him change from little boy into just plain boy (along with all the smells and belches). I love his freckles and his Monchee-chee hair. I love the way he plays so well with his little brother. He's been a great big brother ever since Ryan was small. I love his active imagination. (Alex is the one that organizes the make-believe games with his brother and his friends.) I love his Lego building prowess.

Alex has the heart of a warrior. He is brave and strong. I hope that I can guide him and help him become a fine young man despite the fact that I have yet to figure out my own life. I guess that is the ultimate challenge of all parents: trying to avoid loading your kids up with your own baggage. I love you big boy, Happy Birthday!

What do y'all read with your kids???

I am requesting some help from you parents out there. Alex is seven. He loves it when we read aloud together but I am running out of ideas. Many of the books that I want to share with him are a little too advanced still. Please let me know what books you and your children have enjoyed reading together. We've read Treasure Island, The Wind in the Willows, The Witches, The BFG, The Candy Shop War, The Indian in the Cupboard, Stone Fox, and The Lion, the Witch, and the Wardrobe in the last few months. I don't want to read the Harry Potter books out loud to him. That's a pleasure I'd like to save for him when he can read independently. Please give me your ideas!

Also, for those of you who know my sister, she's created a new blog that she actually intends to keep current! I've updated the link on my list. For all you Staker cousins with private blogs, send her an invitation so she can join us in the blogosphere. It has been a real pleasure to be in contact with you all again.

Tuesday, September 16, 2008

A Little Bit of Light and Magic






My dear friend Heidi is a magician with a camera. She did a photoshoot of Jillian today and these photos are a small sampling of her work. Mind you, Jilly was grumpy and not at all cooperative and look at what Heidi managed to pull out of her hat! Thank you dear friend, what a wonderful shower gift. Heidi is a very talented photographer. Her website is www. heidimixon.com. I am grateful that she's my friend because my kids lives have been documented so beautifully since she's been on the scene. Thank you kind friend.

Tuesday, September 9, 2008

Finished Project



Yesterday I finally finished the sweater that I've been working on for my little niece, Jane. I wanted to send it home with my parents and so I needed to get it done before they left. It also helped to have two extra sets of hands around to tackle the kids while I sat on my bum and knitted. Thanks for coming to visit Mom and Dad, it was short but sweet.

It never ceases to amaze me that my knitting projects actually look good when they're finished. The pattern wasn't great, so I changed a few things about it. Then there is always a moment of doubt when you look at the pieces that need to be sewn together. All you can do is hope that you've done everything right. When I finished the yellow sweater I thought it looked a little boring, so I added the pink blanket stitch, the colored buttons and the flower. Thank goodness Jane lives in Utah and not Arizona--she may actually get some wear out of the sweater! I can't wait to see her in it.

Thursday, September 4, 2008

Fun Questionnaire

So, my friend Amy posted this list of questions on her blog and I had so much fun answering it that I decided to post it here too. If you know Amy, make sure to send your responses to her by email.

The last time my child made me laugh had to be the morning Alex told me he was sure that he actually had the force, see previous posting for details!
I carve out time for myself the same way Amy does, by running at 5:45. In addition to being quiet, it's also not 4000 degrees outside before the sun rises.
The television mom I'm most like has got to be Mrs. Incredible/Elastigirl: I'm married to a guy who does it all, I occasionally lose it, and boy do I wish I could stretch like that!
My favorite outdoor activity to do with my child is going for a great hike. Alex has been a hiker since he was a baby. All my kids learn to love the Kelty backpack at a young age.
The one thing I wish I had known about parenting before I became a parent is the sheer volume of poop that is involved! Actually, I wish I'd known how much I needed to learn all those lessons about patience that God was trying to teach me. I never considered myself an intemperate person until I had kids.
The most important life lesson I want my child to learn...well there are lots of candidates: You don't have to agree with people about everything in order to get along and be friends, Never be afraid to admit you don't know, Women deserve your respect just because they are women, but not all of them will deserve your trust (for my sons), God ALWAYS keeps his promises....
The invention I wish I could create to make my life easier is a laundry folding and pressing machine. I hate folding laundry and I hate ironing. I never feel like the laundry is actually done..
My most embarassing parenting moment is the time that the lady at Target had to ask my kids to behave themselves. You know things are bad when an employee at big box store notices anything, let alone how poorly behaved your sons are.
The future parenting moment I fear the most is the boys first encounter with pornography. Will I have taught them well enough that they'll make the right choice, or will they ruin their lives in that brief but fateful moment?
My proudest moment as a parent was just last week. We were out for a walk and Ryan crashed on his bike about 100 yards ahead of Mom and Dad. I watched with wet eyes as Alex jumped off his bike, scooped his brother off the ground and held him close until Mom and Dad could get there. Oh, he also moved their bikes out of the road so that they wouldn't get run over!
The thing about my younger self that I'd like to reclaim, other than my waistline, is my ability to let the yellow come out in my personality. I don't spend as much time just laughing, enjoying where I am and doing spontaneous and silly things.
If I could change places with anyone, living or dead, it would be...still a mystery, I couldn't come up with someone.
The most fun thing about being a Mom is being able to be at home with my kids. I know all about them. I know what little things they like, I know their favorite foods, shirts, toys, movies, songs, etc. I know what makes them happy and sad, and how to read the emotions on their faces (most of the time). I get to watch them as they learn life's lessons and learn lessons from watching them.
The hardest thing about being a Mom is wondering if you've spent the time the way you should. There's never enough time for everything and I sometimes wonder if we've done the most important things..
I realized I had turned into my mother when I look at my calendar. My Mom is the world's busiest lady. She tells me she does it to avoid the family curse of laziness. I think I'm doing the same thing.
I get my kids to eat fruits and vegetables by cooking good food. I don't have to twist arms, they've just learned to eat good stuff. The other night, Josh looked at me weird because I told Alex he had to eat his meat before he could have any more carrots!
The last books I read to my kids were, for Alex: The Indian in the Cupboard, The Witches, Treasure Island, The Tale of Despereaux and Stone Fox; and for Ryan: Honey, Honey, Lion, The Berenstain Bears, The Little Duck, Eating the Alphabet, and Dr. Suess's ABC Book.
Before I turn off the lights at bedtime, I say to my boys: "Don't get out of bed again unless there's a fire." Then after I calm down, I go in and say, "Good night, Mama loves you."
The favorite traditions I share with my children are celebrating Birthdays, including Luke's, watching Star Wars on sick days, and Family Home Evening.
My favorite place to take my children is home to my Mom and Dad's house.
Something that no one knows about me.... is still a secret. What you think I'm going to tell you?
I hope my kids inherit the guilt-free attitude that I inherited from my Mom. What a gift! I don't spend a lot of time feeling guilty, being depressed or agonizing. I just get up and get going and hope to do better today than I did yesterday.
The kids toy or game I will never understand is Candyland. That must be the dumbest game ever invented! I also don't understand how boys get so into video games that nothing else in life matters.
The most ingenious invention for kids is the "Toothtunes" toothbrush. I love that thing! No more arguments over brushing.
The kids snack that I am most likely to be caught eating is Cheez n' Crackers. I can't help it, even with the processed cheese!
If I had an "I'd rather be" bumper sticker on my car, it would be... naturally gorgeous! Wouldn't it be nice just to pop out of bed and skip the morning routine, not to mention slog through the night-time routine before you fall into bed?

Peach Fuzz





I've been trying to get a good picture of Jilly's hair. It cannot be tamed! It sticks up all over around her head, no matter what you try to stick it down with. This seems to be my best shot-- although it hardly does justice to the 'do.


I'm also up to my elbows in peaches for real. I picked up about 60 pounds of peaches from the "Fruit Lady" in Mesa. She trucks Utah fruit down to the Phoenix area for those of us that still remember living somewhere where things grow. We are eating, freezing and making jam this week as the peaches ripen.


Jililan has also begun to smile occasionally, when she's not crying. Here's a picture of one of the first smiles.