Surgery update

Our alarm clock blew it, and Corbin was a half hour late to surgery, but they still did it, and things went great. (I still can't believe we were late, I HATE that! Our alarm clock is getting the boot!)

He is feeling mostly normal now, with just a hint of burning when he uses the bathroom. He has been very brave throughout this whole experience and we are very proud.

Thanks to everyone that prayed for him yesterday!

October is so fun!

This month we have had a lot of fun! We made super fun Halloween chocolates, had yummy witches brew (at our house and at Uncle Russell's), spent lots of time outside in the cool, but not too cool weather, spent way too much time working on halloween costumes, and way too much time crocheting. I decided to pursue my dreams of being Martha Stewart by making homemade mac n' cheese. Turned out pretty good (thanks Martha), and we found out that occasionally our kids are afraid of flies, but a snake in the yard is fascinating, and no big deal! Anyway, here are some pictures!

This is my first ever custom etsy order. He's a video game character. I'm sending him off to Ohio this afternoon. Bye bye, my friend.

I don't think its a sign of the second coming...

Last night while we were getting the kids ready for bed, the tv happened to be on. As Dexter's head emerged through his pajama top he glanced over to it, and proclaimed in a very loud voice, "That guy looks like Jesus!"

And well.....we couldn't really argue with that.

Better than last year

I learned how to do amigurumi last October. A few projects in Corbin asked me to make him Bullseye from Toy Story for his birthday. I procrastinated even starting it until a day or two before his birthday. This was not a smart move. Bullseye was a disaster. It didn't even look like a horse, but more like some sort of Zombie sock! I gave him the zombie sock anyway, and I'm still embarrassed about it.

This year Corbin asked me to make a Wall-e amigurumi. I dreaded this project. Amigurumi is a circle-based art, not square. Wall-e is square. I didn't know how to do it. I came up with a few ideas and tried anyway. I started early, so if I screwed it up, I would have time to fix it. This was very smart of me, as I had to re-do several pieces when they weren't up to the standard I set for myself. Anyway, I finished him last night. I'm pretty darn proud of how he turned out. What do you think?

Someone's having surgery

And for once, it isn't Ivy.

My sweet little first born child saw the urologist yesterday. He's been having some issues with urgently and excessively using the restroom. I almost canceled the appointment, because I felt like I was being a little too.....I don't know.....cautious, overprotective.....something like that. I didn't want to pay a cancellation fee though, so we went. Corbin was super awesome to pee on command and leave a urine sample (that's not really something I can do) and amazingly brave as the doctor made him remove his pants to let him see if there was a problem with his penis. Well it turns out, I wasn't crazy. He really did have a problem, the doc discovered it almost instantly.

It appears that the hole from which the urine..escapes..is off to the side, and extremely small (think pricking your finger with a needle-small). The doc showed me. He needs surgery to repair it. Poor little dude. Surgery is on the 27th. Pray for my brave little guy.

Rain makes me wish I had laser eye surgery

School is out today and tomorrow, and again next Thursday and Friday. I don't know why its out this week. Next week is for parent/teacher conferences, and that one makes sense. Not to say I'm sad. I really hate getting up early to take Corbin to school. Almost as much as I hated it when I actually went to school myself.

It's been raining for a couple of days now. I love it. Even though I walk our kids to school everyday and my pants end up soaked nearly to the knees, and my glasses need windshield wipers in order for me to see, it still brings great joy, comfort and warmth to my insides. Yesterday was "Walk to School Day", it was POURING outside. It was the first time this year that we haven't walked. Corbin was devastated. I feel bad, but it isn't worth the baby getting pneumonia for some stupid made up holiday to encourage exercise. We walk every other day and Corbin gets plenty of exercise.

In other news, we've got Halloween fever. I actually held out pretty well with not putting up my Halloween decor too early. I didn't even need to crochet any new decorations to keep me at bay. Not because I didn't want to, but because I've been too darn busy. Scott is busy working on the boys' costumes, which I think will be quite awesome, and I've been working on the girls', which are slightly less complicated.

You don't get to find out what the boys costumes are yet, but the girls' aren't as cool, so I won't keep them secret. Echo will be Minnie. I finished the majority of the hat yesterday. She fell asleep while trying it on.

Ivy is delighted that Echo is Minnie, and has been calling her Minnie since she got to try the hat on! She's more delighted that she gets to be Mickey. Ivy's hat is mostly done as well and she's been wearing it non-stop since Saturday. I just need to add a few embellishments on them and then they'll be completely done. Then off to Savers to figure out the outfits.

ps..Isn't that sweater adorable? Ivy was so excited when she put it on that she danced for a few minutes and proclaimed herself pretty. She's such a girl! (Thanks Auntie Heidi)

The Tale of Rochelle and Scott 2011 Edition

For those of you who are not my adorable husband, let me give a little back story to this post. Back in the Summer of 2000, when Scott and I were dating, we used to write each other poetry. Yes, we're dorks like that. Anyway, Scott wrote me a poem that to this day I LOVE. Its silly and sweet, and makes me smile whenever I read it. Here's a picture of it from my scrapbook. (I know you can't read the fine print, but I was unwilling to type it all out for you).

Well the end of this month marks the 12th year since Scott told my friends I was gorgeous and then started flirting it up like crazy in seminary. To commemorate this I wrote Scott a new poem based on the old one I love so much. So without further ado....

THE TALE OF ROCHELLE AND SCOTT

2011 EDITION

The two love-birds who escaped the hollow tree to rampage on the unsuspecting victims of a nearby aviary of fluttering birds surrounded by a stunning array of nest covered trees. Some might say that such a center for eye-pecking and inconspicuous alliances would be ideal for such growing habits of the aforementioned trees that engulf the unsuspecting victims of the aviary. They are wrong. They suck.

(The previous story has been made up for all intents and purposes of being funny. The following poem is for serious intents only)

Well we've been on this road for twelve happy years,

And i will not complain because you've been a dear,

We've stirred up our lives like a big bowl of chili,

And live how we want 'cause it works to act silly,

And the wrinkles on our skin that will soon come around,

willl make great additions to the gray hairs we've found,

And often we've had to be tight with our cash,

But we're experts at living on cans of who-hash,

As our bodies get old and our skin starts sagging,

And our kids roll their eyes at our incessant nagging,

I will look to my spouse and say with a smile,

We have a great life I hope we live for a while,

Then on to forever, being happy each day,

I will always say I love you, and I'll never go away!