The never-ending bathroom...

Lately Lilli has been learning to read. Mostly smaller words, like cat, bug, and look, but occasionally she surprises me by sounding out a whopper. I visited Jessie a couple weeks ago and showed up to her sacrament meeting a little (a lot) late. As we were waiting outside the chapel, Lilli was busying herself with reading the bulletin boards and bossing at the younger kids to "be reverent!" Once sacrament meeting was over, Lilli watched the chapel empty out into the halls. As more and more people filed out, her eyes got bigger and bigger. She exclaimed, "Mommy, why were all those people in the bathroom?!" Confused, I questioned her, "That is the chapel, why do you think it is a bathroom?" Raising her eyebrows to the illiterate fool (me) she pointed knowingly at the placard outside of the door labeled "Rostrum", Greek for "pulpit" and shook her head, "See mommy, it says 'restroom' right here!"

Mom, can you please ask her if I can have a pink one?

I apologize in advance for my typos, I am writing this on my iPhone. Anywho, the other night Lilli and Tenzin rolled off of the couch, kind of a tackle on Tenzin's part. Lilli hit the floor at kind of a weird angle and fractured her elbow. Two stories about it:
Someone at the doctor's office asked Lilli what happened to her elbow. Her answer, "My brother and I were playing on a very low couch. We rolled off and I hit the floor at a weird angle. Suddenly, I cried out in pain. First, I got a boring white cast, but now I have a pink one and it is sooooo much better." Awesome.
Second story:
Everyone at the emergency room was treating me a little bit standoffishly. I wasn't quite sure what the issue was until the nurse began questioning Lilli. He asked her what happened and specifics of who was there. Then he asked me about Tenzin. I told them he was fine, and he looked at me doubtfully and gestured to Tenzin's mouth. "I'm concerned about all of the bruising around his mouth..." Wh-wh-what? That's when I actually realized the what the situation was. Tenzin was wearing only a diaper and eating blueberries just moments before "the incident", and I had dressed him in the most terrible clothing possible to rush them to the hospital. They thought that Lilli and Tenzin were abused! I quickly explained the blueberry situation, and wiped a bit of the "bruising" from Tenzin's face as proof. The nurse breathed a sigh of relief and then everyone there started to be really nice to us.

Biggie Smalls

Lately, as in the past 8 years, I've had a really difficult time keeping an appropriate amount of weight on my body. Part of it has been due to breastfeeding, but part of it has just been due to my lack of desire to eat as much food as my high metabolism requires in order to keep my body fully functioning. This has resulted in a lack of energy, decreased bone health, and some image issues that come along with being underweight (i.e. having the body of a 12 year old boy instead of a 26 year old woman). The lowest healthy weight for my height is 121 pounds, which is the most I have ever weighed in my life. I achieved that weight in my junior year of high school from a combination of stuffing my face, weightlifting 7th period, and moving huge irrigation pipes in the summer. So I have made that weight my initial goal. I've made an increased effort in the past couple of months to really try to eat as often as I could remember to, whether I was hungry or not. I've been taking an extra helping of everything I like, and have been snacking all day long, every day. I have still been eating healthily, I just eat a lot more of everything. I added a lot of soy protein to my diet, and to the diet of my children. On top of that, I've been trying to be extra active this summer by going on a walk every day and running around with the kiddos and doing yard work and such. So here's the exciting part (for me, anyways): I've gained 5 pounds! It's been a pretty steady weight gain of a pound every few weeks and now I am only 2 pounds short of my goal. Moral of the story?: If you are cooking good food, please feed it to my face!

Disclaimer: If you are someone who is overweight, and you want to say something to me about how you wish that you had to gain weight instead of lose it and you'd trade me places any day or whatever other thing you would say to minimize my struggle, that's fine, and funny, and I appreciate the good-natured jab. However, keep in mind that this is a story about a commitment to a healthy weight and working hard to achieve it. Just because my body type is the kind that the media glorifies, I have to be just as careful to keep it healthy as anyone else.

a quick rundown of the past month and a half...

Michael works 40+ hours every single week. On top of this, he has to cover any extra shifts that come up that no one else can or will cover. This can sometimes turn out to be 40 hours of staff shifts, with 40+ hours of managing work on top of that. Also, did I mention that he is on salary? So that means that he gets exactly $0 extra for every extra hour that he works. Solution?: I now work for his company. Whenever a shift comes up that isn't covered, I work the shift. Michael stays home with the kids. Suddenly, we have more money, Michael has less stress (sort of), and the kids get to finally spend time with Daddy (which they are super excited about!). I only work sporadically, but every hour I work is an extra hour that Michael gets to be home and that we get paid for. 

Lilli has started a music theory class, and can now identify a quarter note, half note, quarter note rest, half note rest, and 8th note and the difference between all of them. She can read small books and spell out basic words. She'll be turning 4 next month, and Tenzin will be turning 2. Tenzin has started to speak in 3 and 4 word sentences (i.e. Mommy! Cup! Juice! Please!) and is also a very friendly little chap, greeting complete strangers with a big wave and "HI!". He also puts forth his full effort in the harassment of Lilli, as all good little brothers do. She takes it gracefully, explaining to him "Oh no, Tenzin, I will teach you how to be nice." and then she leans over and whispers to me "It's ok Mom, he's still just learning." Michael continues to work hard and will attend BSU again this fall. Also, after six years of being married, he still rawks my socks.  Well, I guess I should say that he rawks my flippy floppies, because I hardly ever wear socks or shoes. This is a weird place to end...

Today was long, and I am tired.

Last night Lilli announced that she wanted to sleep in her own bed. She had been sleeping in her own bed for a while before, but then her allergies hit again and her sleep apnea came back and she started sleeping with us again. Her sleep apnea has subsided as she has grown into her big tonsils and I guess she was feeling ready for some independence. Surprisingly, Tenzin decided he wanted to sleep in his own bed, too. So we set up his bed next to Lilli's in their bedroom and they both fell asleep quickly in their own beds and slept through the night. When they woke up this morning, they came into our room and slept for another hour or so. With so much sleeping going on, I felt really rested this morning.  I went visiting teaching this morning, and then had a friend come over and chat for awhile. We went on a walk, had lunch, then went on another walk. After that, we went to dinner at the park and then played on the equipment. Lilli saw the pool and wanted to go swimming, so we went and did that. Carting two kids on your hips back and forth through a swimming pool is not easy work. By the time we left the pool around 8:30 pm, I was really dragging. We came home and I did some housework and then we went to JCPenney so I could use a gift certificate thingy I had. Lilli fell down in the parking lot and skinned both of her knees pretty bad, so we did some First Aid in the parking lot and then got her home to finish cleaning out the scrapes. Michael doesn't get home until 1 am tonight, so that means I get to put the kids to bed on my own. However, the last thing I want to do right now is wrestle the kids into their pajamas, wrestle them into brushing their teeth, and wrestle them into bed. I pretty much just want to sleep. *Yawn* Maybe I'll just wimp out and we'll fall asleep watching t.v. together...

Chillin' wit' my hooooomies!

We're back! Michael and I decided to take an impromptu 3-day road trip down to Provo to see my Aunt Mike and Uncle Julie. Best.     decision.     ever. First of all, their house is amazing. It looks kind of like a Frank Lloyd Wright (sp?) house, with lots of huge glass walls everywhere and sunlight, surrounded by trees and flowers and stuff. It was nice just to hang out there and relax. They had some hummingbird feeders off the back porch that you could watch from the kitchen and there were many frequent visitors. The kids loved to see all of the birds come to eat, and they fed some left over pancakes to a scrub-jay. My aunt Julie was a very thoughtful hostess, and made the entire stay relaxing and enjoyable. It was a much needed mental and physical break for Michael, who has been extremely overwhelmed by work lately. Tenzin fell in love with my Uncle Mike and they were inseparable while we were there. Shout out to Uncle Mike-Thanks for taking care of him so much, it was nice to just relax and hang out while you played with him. Thanks for helping Michael get an iPad and geeking out with him over it! Shout out to Aunt Julie- Thank you for babysitting them while we went on a date for our anniversary, and making banana bread with Lilli, and cooking for us, and everything and everything!!! Shout ou to Austin- Thanks for giving up your room so we could sleep there. Shout out to Alex- Thanks for... stuff. You guys are awesome!  We went swimming at the rec center and shopping at the University bookstore, and Aunt Julie and I found an adorable new swimsuit for me at Downeast Basics. They babysat the kids while Michael and I went out to eat at Outback and shopped at the mall for our anniversary. Saturday morning we went to the local farmer's market and ate mango with sticky rice (yay!) and played at the park. We also just spent a lot of time sitting around laughing and joking (even though they're pretty serious and it was difficult to get them to joke around at all...). Anyways, did I say it was a great trip? Because it was a great trip.

A visit from Grandpa

Lilli came into the bedroom today as I was getting Tenzin dressed for bed and announced "Mommy! Grandpa's here!"
"He is? Where is he?" was my befuddled reply.
"There!" she shrieked and then tumbled to the floor giggling, with one finger pointed at Tenzin.
I had just slipped him into his pants as he was wiggling away in protest, leaving his pants pulled up to almost armpit level. If you've ever seen my dad wear pajama pants, you'll know exactly what she was talking about.