Merry Christmas Mom

Chad and I chose to buy ourselves a new sliding door for Christmas. We were sick of losing half our heating bill out of the monstrosity that was there before.
















We were sick of letting in flying insects into the house through the holey screen door every time we wanted some fresh air. We wanted a door that could be opened by a person of average strength.
















It was installed Saturday, and was quite exciting. It's a beautiful door that matches our windows. It was worth every penny I paid. I love it. Unfortunately it did not last the day intact.















Apparently the screen is hard to see at night. It is now ripped and bent due to a certain 7 year old child slamming into it. Probably an hour earlier Chad had commented to me that it was hard to tell if the screen was open or closed. He kept having to double check before walking outside. If only we had thought this out a little. The thing has a warranty, although I'm sure we'll have to pay some kind of shipping or installation fee. Now I remember why we hate getting new things at our house. They never stay new for long. Although less than 24 hours is a new record I think.

Sick Time

This is the hardest time of year. It seems that every December, all of the kids and Luann get sick with the stomach flu, or at least a nasty cold and cough. This year has been no exception, and I have had to take sick leave from work in order to take care of my babies. Luckily for you, we don't have picture to share. :)

Five ways to entertain you toddler while practically sleeping

I will call this the daddy edition of "Five Ways to Entertain Your Toddler." I've suddenly realized why interaction with dad usually happens on the bed.

1. Read books. They usually don't catch on to the fact that you've read the same sentence five times in a row because you fell asleep and lost your place.

2. "Wrestle" on the bed. Usually involves laying there while child climbs all over you. Although Mr. S has the annoying habit of sitting on one's head and jumping up and down. Nothing quite like diaper on the head. And with three kids, a fresh diaper is not guaranteed.

3. Play hide and seek. Why is it that daddy always hides in his bed under the covers?

4. Have a talent show. All that is required of a parent is to lay on the couch and give occasional words of praise to kids while they flip and twirl to their heart's content.

5. Build a fort. Nothing quite like helping make another suitable napping spot, complete with sun darkening blanket coverings.

Of course there is always the turn on the TV and hope they watch it tactic. That one doesn't work on our toddler yet. Hopefully that kicks in before he stops taking naps.

The Fall Garden

The garden plot continues to be quite exciting at our house. It just doesn't look like much. We've suffered major setbacks this time around. There's the Japanese beetle larvae that like to eat the roots of the newly formed plants. We also have a mystery pest nibbling the lettuce leaves faster than they can grow. On top of that there was this crazy gardener who tripped over the fence because she was too lazy to open the "gate" and fell quite spectacularly on multiple young plants.*








The surprise harvest of the year came from our pumpkin plants. They actually became infested by the squash vine borer which basically eats the plant from the inside out. I think they infested our zucchini plants as well which would explain why they died suddenly. Somehow the plants survived and produced a pumpkin and amazingly the bug didn't get it. It wasn't in time for Halloween, but I will roast it up and make a pumpkin pie for Thanksgiving. There is a second pumpkin growing now that will hopefully be ready for Christmas.












This is also the first year we've had oranges on our tree. This orange tree was planted in the Fall of 2007. In 2008 we picked the young fruit off to let the plant grow. This year we should have freshly picked oranges for the Christmas stockings. Mr. S loves to touch them and loudly shout "ball." He has been good about not picking them, mostly because they don't come off easily. The tomato balls haven't been so lucky.









Speaking of tomatoes, did you know you can prune back your spring tomato plants in August and they will produce another round of tomatoes in November? The harvest hasn't been as good as the Spring, but that probably has something to do with the birds and the toddler discovering the fruit.

So far we've been trying hard not to use any pesticides in the garden which has definitely effected the amount we can grow. In the spring we'll be planting in a new spot, and hopefully with a little more research into organic pest control we can have more success.

*Fortunately I didn't knock over the sunflower, as Chad has warned me was going to happen if I kept hopping the fence. This incident goes down as one of the more annoying I told you so moments in our marriage. I really wished I could have gotten away with not telling him what had happened. I just didn't think the large knee and hand prints in the carrot and lettuce beds could be passed off as giant raccoon tracks.

Apples. Apples. Everywhere.

Last weekend I took Kiwi to can apples with my mother, father, sister in law Lacy, and brother Paul. Lacy and Paul live in a small town with their son.

It's so funny to see the life of a small town. There's not a lot to do, but you don't have to worry about crime. They don't lock their doors and don't even own keys to their house. The people before them couldn't find the keys because they never locked the doors either. Being a city girl, that's weird to me. Petty crime is just a way of life in the city. You get used to it and expect it to happen at some point.

Back to the apples. We canned 168 pounds of apples. We made applesauce, apple pie filling, apple butter, dried apples and even canned plain unsweetened sliced apples. It was fun. My mother and I did it last year on our own without any help while I was trying to nurse a baby. That was hard work.





It was so nice to have the help of Lacy, my dad and brother (at least on Saturday because Friday they went golfing) and to have two of my three kids back home with dad. Chad was so wonderful to take a few days off so I didn't have to take all the kids. We discovered taking Kiwi out of the equation made for a more tranquil home. Also, Kiwi all on her own is a very pleasant girl. It seems that Kiwi plus either one of her brothers leads to conflict. I don't know if it's a girl thing or a middle child thing. I'm guessing the latter. I'm a middle child and I think I definitely liked to tick off my brothers just for the fun of it when we were younger.

I think we're going to make it an annual tradition. Next year we may try something different like peaches, vegetables (pressure canning, scary!), meat, and beans. I love to fill my pantry and I love to spend the time having some great conversation with my family.

Halloween 2009

With three kids we go for the hand me down Halloween around here: Harry Potter was once worn by G's older cousin. Kiwi's costume was borrowed from a friend.




Mr. S was wearing the costume G wore when he was a year. And he also wore it last year. I paid $20 dollars for that costume. I'm glad we have a second boy to put a little more use into it. As I get more kids it seems crazy to spend $20 on a costume that is only worn once. If regular clothes were of the same quality as Halloween costumes, they would be sold at the dollar store. It drives me nuts that costumes are so expensive. Unfortunately I don't have the drive or sewing skills to make my own. At least that's what I tell myself.




Also this year the kids took a more active role in carving the pumpkin. Maybe by next year they'll be able to do it all on their own.

Primary Problems

Last Sunday at church the kids were in charge. Once a year the primary children (ages 3 to 11) present a program in the main meeting where everyone takes the sacrament. They get to sit in the seats on the stand and speak a little part in the microphone. This year's theme was focused on the family.

This was Kiwi's first year participating. She is a bit shy and had a hard time. A few weeks ago she was assigned a prayer during one of the practices in the chapel, which meant saying the prayer into the big microphone. She got about two sentences in and ended up crying in my arms. G-man had to finish for her. When the time came for the presentation she said her part, although her fear overcame her at the end causing her to mumble the last few words and end up crying in her seat. Thank goodness for her fabulous teacher who came over and cuddled her while she overcame her nerves. It broke my heart to see her upset, but I was so proud that she did it! When assigned a talk in primary a few months ago she would say a word in the microphone. Baby steps.

This was G's 4th program and he's a pro. He was part of a small group of boys who sang a verse of one of the songs. They all wore suits (without even planning it), and it was the coolest thing to see. Personally I love when it gets cold so I can dress my boys in their suits. Burlington Coat factory is a fabulous place.