Foil Wrapped Deliciousness

What would make a young mother haul her 8-month-old and 2-year-old out to wait in this line on a hot summer day?

Three words: Free Chipotle Burrito.


We got there right when it opened and only waited about 20 minutes; not too bad. Adam loved the bottomless "spicy".

Jane, well Jane just smiled and flirted with everyone. Luckily I had a delicious burrito to eat, otherwise I might have had to resort to nibbling on Jane. It's happened before, it'll happen again.

I am sorry for three things:
1. My camera was in black and white mode, I'm not trying to be artsy, I don't know how to be artsy.
2. Chipotle opened, like, a month ago. I'm still catching up on my blogging.
3. My blog background is horrific and blinding. I don't know what happened. I blame Scott. I'm fixing it.


*I fixed the background. No more blinding turquoise. Sorry gentle reader.

This is what happens...

...when you plant a garden and water it with your sprinkler...


...and then never use the sprinkler again because it is a rainy, cool summer.

A cucumber crawled in, and made a little home; and then needed to be cut out to keep from breaking the sprinkler. Gardeners beware; keep your cucumbers away from your sprinkler. It's a dangerous (and unnatural) combination.

8 Months

Right in the middle of the hustle and bustle of moving, our sweet girl turned 8 months old.


Now, normally I would bake 2/3 of a cake and take cute pictures of her.

But, we were still eating cold cereal 3 times a day and sleeping on the floor.


So, we decided that a piece of paper would have to suffice this time (much to Scott's chagrin and disappointment).

Sorry Janie. I'll make it up to you in September with a fabulous 3/4 cake!

We love you sweet girl!

Quotables

Dorothy was trying to put both kids to bed one night while Scott and I were out (bless her!). Here is a conversation between her and Adam:

Adam: (singing and making a general ruckus)
Dorothy: Adam, Jane can't concentrate and drink her bottle when you're making that noise. The noise bothers Jane.
Adam: (continuing to sing and make a general ruckus) The noise bothers Jane, the noise bothers Jane, the noise bothers Jane! Grandma, what's noise?


I had had a difficult morning with Adam. He had a couple of potty accidents and I was already a little exasperated by breakfast. Scott was trying to cheer me up.

Scott: Adam, don't you have the best Mama?
Adam: In the whole world!

Bless his heart. I love that kid.

Potporri

My genius of a husband just showed me how to access my pictures. So here are some highlights of the last month:


Adam has taken to sleeping on the floor, sometimes right behind his bedroom door. We really don't understand the reasons for this, but we do find it dang cute.


Adam has taken well to potty training, but it is still a work in progress. My favorite part of the whole thing is seeing his little bum in underpants. You can bet I give it a good pinch every chance I get.


As mentioned in my earlier post, Jane has begun to pull herself up to standing. The baby gates have gone up, look out world here she comes!


Our favorite grocery store got new carts that can accommodate two kids in the front and hold a carseat behind them. this means I could shop (in the veeerrry distant future) with 3 kids!! It's the little things that make all the difference.

Still Alive....Barely!

So, we are moved into our new house (sort of). And both Dorothy's house and our house are empty (sort of). So much has happened in the last month that I thought I would post an update. There was a two week stretch in June where we didn't take a single picture. Not one. That is highly unusual for us. We take about 500 pictures of the kids each month, no joke. So here is what we've been up to interspersed with random pictures that I happen to have on this laptop because I haven't figured out how to access my desktop remotely to upload pictures.

Releasing a frog that we found into the wild of our backyard

Jane:
Crawling for about a month
Two teeth on the bottom and the top ones are ready to pop through any day
Pulling herself to standing for a few days now
Clapping
Imitating Adam's screams (charming)

I love that they can bathe together now, Jane only gets submerged about every 2 minutes.

Adam:
Potty training for three weeks now
Longest stretch without and accident? 5 days
Starting a preschool co-op two days/week this fall
Went to his first amusement park and is an official adrenaline junkie
Had two weeks of swim lessons and can jump into the pool with his life vest without needing to be caught.
Can also "swim" with his life vest on

This is about half of the chocolate that Dorothy and I had combined. We have issues.

Scott:
Enjoyed having every other Friday off again this summer
Has totally buff biceps after moving two households
Loves taking Adam swimming
Completed the essential task of getting the home theater set up in the new house

After weeks of sleeping on a mattress on the floor, we have a box spring!!!

April:
Realized that bigger house = more to clean
Thinks the Christmas Tree Shop is of the Devil, except when you need curtains and rods for every window in your house!!!
Made pickles and mis-measured the salt, they may work as a salt lick on a farm.
Went about a month without blogging or checking Facebook, it can be done!

My Baby

I have lots to blog about with the move and all the new stuff the kids are doing, but I wanted to share an experience while it was fresh in my mind.

We still have some things in the garage at our old house. A friend wanted to borrow something and I went to put it out so she could pick it up. When I arrived at the house it was obvious it was being shown. I decided to park up the street and wait for the showing to be over instead of showing up and seeming "weird".

While I sat there I started wondering what they were thinking about our house. Were they noticing the scuffs on the stairway where we scratched the walls trying to get our box spring in the day we moved in? Were they turned off by the marks left behind by the baby gate? Were they scoffing at the cupboards, that are probably original to the house, that we painted instead of replacing? Were they wondering about that stain on the carpet?

As I thought about this I started to tear up a bit. This was our first real home together (except for a basement apartment in Orem). It's where we lived when I graduated from college (both times). It's where we found out we were going to be parents for the first time (and the second time) and where we brought those babies home. We have a lot of memories tied up in that house and, while I am excited about this new chapter, my heart aches at the thought of saying good-bye to our home for good.

About a year ago we made the decision to stay in that house for good. The mortgage was almost paid off and we were okay with our cozy (tight) quarters. I really let myself love the house and imagine us in it forever. So, it's a bit of a paradigm shift to be sitting in this huge home and selling our little bungalow.

I can only hope whoever buys it will love it as much as we have (and still do). It is a happy little house and my heart is still smack dab in the middle of it, and probably will be for a while. I know our new house will soon be home and we will love it as much as we loved our old home. But, for now, I feel like I am losing a close friend, and I'm a little sad.

ps. My friend Darren will be proud of the fact that the realtor made mention of the "stunning landscaping" in the brochure for the house. That is all Darren's work. He gets to start over with the new house:)