Bringing Up Brunsons

Corn Chowder Recipe

2012-02-02T17:16:00.000-07:00

What You'll Need:

1/2 cup chopped onion

1 tablespoon butter or margarine

1 1/2 cups reduced sodium chicken broth

1 1/2 cups chopped, pealed potato

2 cups fresh or frozen whole kernel corn

1 4oz can chopped green chile peppers (drained)

1/4 teaspoon black pepper

2 cups low-fat milk (I use 1%)

2 tablespoons flour

5 ounces cooked chicken cut into small pieces

2 tablespoons fresh cilantro or 2 teaspoons fresh oregano (I use the cilantro, YUM)

Directions:

1.In a large saucepan cook onion in hot butter for 3 to 4 minutes or until tender. Add broth, potato, corn, chile peppers, and black pepper. Bring to boiling; reduce heat. Simmer, covered about 15 minutes or until potatoes are tender. Stir occasionally.

2. In a screw-top jar combine milk and flour; cover and shake well. Add to potato mixture. Cook and stir until thickened and bubbly. Add chicken and cilantro (or oregano) Heat through.

Start to finish takes approximately 40 minutes. Makes 4 servings, 300 calories per serving.

Side note: I never put chicken in mine, out of pure laziness and because I don't think it makes a difference in the taste at all. When I used to add the chicken I cooked it while the soup simmered, that way it was already warm when I added it at the end. Also, I never EVER measure(except the milk and flour), so mine probably has more potatoes than it should. And of course, I add shredded medium sharp cheddar cheese!

I hope you all enjoy it as much as Scott and I do.

My Fun Little Life

2012-01-30T22:12:00.000-07:00

Lets avoid some Rochelle drama and have a look at some pictures, just for the fun of it.

Here Echo is planking. If you don't know what planking is, you aren't alone. (Its a stupid trend where people lay flat across surfaces, I don't get it either). I didn't know what it was until recently, and I honestly think its one of the stupidest things I've ever heard of, but Echo was being silly and looked like she was trying to be hip by planking, so I took a picture.

Here's my cute Ivy girl "breastfeeding" her baby (affectionately named helmet baby). Its so cute because I remember doing this when I was little.

Trying to snap a picture of Echo's scrunchie-nosed smile. Its hard because she's so wiggly. Sorry its blurry.

Corbin lost his two front teeth about twelve hours apart about a week ago. If you look closely you can see that one of the new ones was already growing in and pushed the baby one out of the way!

This is a picture of some seriously DELICIOUS corn chowder. It makes me so happy. Its my absolute favorite meal right now! Of course all my kids hate it, but that just means more for me. Oh man, just looking at the picture makes my mouth water! Did I mention I got it out of a dieter's cookbook? Its good for you! Although, the recipe didn't call for cheese, I added that because I gotta have cheese! So freakin' good!

This is Dexy and Corbin by their new reading lamps (Thanks Grandma Marde). This pic is actually from Christmas time, when Grandma was still in town, but I forgot to post it. I love seeing these little guys reading in their beds like little grown ups!

And finally, my saving grace. Delicious, nutritious, nausea-relieving grapefruit. For the last 10 days or so my morning sickness has taken over my life and forced me to neglect many of my regular duties. I forced my green-faced self to the grocery store to buy diapers on Thursday and as I passed the produce I could smell the grapefruit, and it is the ONE AND ONLY thing that sounded good to my raging pregnancy hormones. I bought a bag of them. When I got home I peeled one (instead of going the more traditional slicing-in-half route) and ate the whole thing. It made me happier than I had been in days. I've had one everyday since. Grapefruit relieving morning sickness! Who would've thunk it?!

Dear Old Dad

2012-01-26T08:49:00.000-07:00

Dear Dad,
Happy 65th Birthday! I can't believe you are 65! I'm sorry if that sounds rude, but when I was a kid I thought 30 was old, now that I'm 30, I think 65 must definitely be old! You've been a lot of things in your 65 years. A son, a brother, a sailor, a husband, a plumber, a father, a grandfather, and a grumpy old man (and I wouldn't have it any other way). When we were kids you were the perpetual teaser. Tickling us like crazy, until we screamed, cried or peed our pants, or until mom got annoyed with the noise and forced you to stop. You were our protector and saved us from spiders (remember when you killed that one in your hands when it was an inch from my face!), and kept us safe from drunk neighbors who stumbled into the wrong house. You were our provider, and never put your needs before ours. You yelled at the Jazz, and called sitcoms stupid (even as you laughed). You read books constantly while Cockatoo slept in your lap, and fell asleep anytime, anywhere. You were and are a great dad and I hope you have a fantastic 65th birthday! I love you so much.
Love,
Chelle

Advice Needed/The making of a Companion Cube

2012-01-20T13:03:00.000-07:00

So now that I'm carrying around a sesame seed sized baby number 5, I've decided to get some things under control with baby number 4.
1. Sleeping through the night. Echo has never slept through the night. She's a little spoiled I guess. Its been frustrating, but I've dealt with it because, I thought she was the last. That's no longer the case, and now, I'm freaking tired. I can't do it anymore. I can barely keep my eyes open at 2 in the afternoon and 10 in the evening. I need more sleep at night. I can't keep getting up every three or so hours to nurse. I've been trying to let her cry it out, but its hard. Any suggestions?
2. Drinking from a bottle/sippy cup. I'm still nursing. I didn't even know you could still nurse while pregnant. Well, you can and I am, because Echo refuses to go anywhere near a bottle. If she even sees it she flips out. Even when its filled with breast milk. We've also tried the sippy cup, but she only takes small sips of water from one, and that's not helping. This is turning into quite the dilemma because since becoming pregnant, I'm pretty sure the breast milk supply is decreasing, which may be contributing to her sleeping less as well. I'm trying to fill her up on other things like baby food, cereal pieces, yogurt, biter biscuits, etc, but she mostly just wants to nurse (which I'm okay with, I just want her to get enough food, and I don't think she is). Any suggestions on this one?
3. Sitting in the Car seat or Stroller without screaming like a psycho. I don't really know if this is something that is fixable. But Echo HATES her car seat and the stroller. She does not enjoy being tied down. She screams and cries almost non-stop every time we get in the car or in the stroller to take the boys to school. The last two weeks I've resigned to putting her in the snuggli to take the boys to school (which I haven't used since Dexter was a baby), she actually likes that and doesn't cry at all. The only problem is that it hurts my back (which is why I haven't used it in so long), and when my belly starts to bulge it won't really work anymore. So how do I get her to be happy in the car seat and stroller? Any suggestions on that guys?

Corbin took this picture of me and Echo after school one day.

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On New Years Eve I started working on a project for Scott's geek friend at work. His birthday was on the 18th, and he was dying for a Companion Cube from the video game Portal. It looked hard, so I procrastinated it and decided to make Chell first to go with it (the actual character you play in the game). I finished her up quickly and easily, because she wasn't much different than other dolls I've made, and she sat on our entertainment center for about two weeks before I even got close to finishing the cube. Ivy was so confused about her. She wanted to play with her, because she thought it was me (I told her its name was Chell, which is one of my nicknames, so she immediately started calling it a Rochelle doll, and didn't understand why she couldn't play with it).

Anyway, I finally started on the companion cube and got it all done pretty easily except those corners. They are a weird shape, and I couldn't figure it out. I let it sit for days while I thought it over (which is something that actually helps me figure out ways to do odd shapes. If I don't work on it for a couple days and try different things in my head, I can usually come up with a genius plan). Next thing I knew it was the 17th. I needed to finish the corners that day. So I sat down, tried some different things and finally came up with something that worked. I finished it that afternoon.

Chell and her Companion Cube. Reunited and it feels so good!

Like Winning The Lottery

2012-01-15T20:27:00.002-07:00

Do you ever have that feeling like, I'm so lucky, I could probably win the lottery. I actually think that a lot. I live in Idaho. Its legal to play the lotto here. I should really purchase some tickets.

On January 1st I was supposed to get my period. I'm sorry if this is too much information for you, but I'm a woman, its something that women deal with, and I'm not ashamed. Anyway, my periods are like clockwork. The first of every month. Always. January 1st came and went. No period. I didn't fret. No big deal.

A week went by, still no period. Scott joked that I was pregnant. I spoke with my mom on the phone. She joked that I was pregnant. I shrugged them both off. "I'm not pregnant!" I said, with complete certainty. "I have an IUD, its 99.9% effective. Its from stress, or a side effect of the IUD. No big deal." I didn't give it a second thought. 2 more days went by. Still nothing. ***Ps..An IUD is an intrauterine device, to prevent pregnancy, mine is made of copper and contains no hormones. Just in case you're confused.

Is it a side effect of the IUD? I secretly thought to myself. I had done my research on it before, I didn't remember seeing Missing a period as a side effect of the brand of IUD I got (The Paragard, in case you're curious). I decided to look it up on the internet. It wasn't a side effect. I started to worry. I typed Pregnant with Paragard into the google search engine. A bunch of forums came up. I began to read, and nearly lost my dinner. Lots of women had gotten pregnant with the exact same IUD that I currently had in place. Fear settled into the pit of my stomach. Have I just been going through denial? I felt sick. I sent Scott off to the store to pick up a pregnancy test. I barely slept that night.

January 10th. My period was officially 10 days late. I peed on a stick first thing in the morning. I knew with certainty that it would come up negative, but a steaming cloud of fear was starting to fog over my mind. The plus sign appeared before I could even pull my pants up.

Pregnant.

I started shaking. "Crap!" I said to Scott (I'm not lying, I didn't swear. You'd think I would have, because I've been known to do so, but I really said crap, weird right?). I started chanting This can't be happening! in my head over and over. Scott, smiling like a school boy, asked if I was still going to love him, and wrapped me in a warm hug. I held back tears. Echo is just 8 months old. Dexter is a nightmare at times. Ivy is supposed to have surgery this summer. I can't be pregnant.

And yet. I am.

Apparently when I dreamed last week that my mom was pregnant, it wasn't just totally random and weird. I think my body was trying to drop some hints. I was just in too much denial to notice.

99.9 PERCENT! That's what the Paragard website says. Somehow I made it into the .1 percent bracket? This feels familiar. Like Ivy's rare heart condition, and the rare liver thing I had while pregnant with Echo. Apparently if its rare, its going to happen to us. The odds are in our favor. (We better win that HGTV Dream Home Sweepstakes!) I was such a glowing advertisement for my IUD. I told all my friends about it. I told them how totally great it was. I loved my IUD. How could it betray me like this?!

The freaking out began immediately. Well actually not immediately. I was in a state of shock. I managed to get the kids and myself dressed. Carted Corbin off to School, and Scott off to work. Then drove over to Ivy's dentist appointment. I called my OB's office from the parking lot. I couldn't wait any longer. We set up an appointment for that afternoon. I would need an ultrasound to see if the IUD was still in or if it had somehow come out. I was shaking again when I hung up the phone.

I feel like I was in a fog for the rest of the day. I couldn't believe it. I was embarrassed sitting in the waiting room of the OB's office. People kept looking at me with my 8 month old baby and my 3 year old daughter who appears to be 2 years old. I know what they were thinking. What is that lady thinking having a baby again so soon? I'm not on 16 and pregnant with a loser boyfriend who is just too lazy to use a condom. I'm a grown woman in a stable, loving relationship. I know how it works. I took measures to prevent pregnancy. I started to wish this experience on them for judging me, until I realized I was actually judging them, and they were probably watching us because Ivy is freaking adorable and kept doing this ridiculous dance while holding her shirt up and playing the drums on her tummy. I'm such a jerk.

I felt sick to my stomach during the ultrasound, and it wasn't morning sickness! They showed me where the IUD was, and where it was supposed to be. It didn't make any sense (still doesn't). Somehow my IUD moved to the right wall of my uterus and is barely hooked on by a tip. The rest of it is just floating in my abdomen. WHAT! THE! CRAP?! How did it do this. Do physics allow such a thing? Its seriously the most ridiculous thing I've ever heard. Did it grow legs and walk there? Because that's the only way I can imagine that it moved that much.

Doctor provided drawing of where the IUD is located. Sorry its hard to see. It is written on a paper towel.

Anyway, having an IUD while pregnant has some risks, of course. The biggest is miscarriage, but they can't remove it right now without hurting the baby. So it shall continue to float around in outer space (otherwise known as my abdomen) until after I either miscarry or have they baby. Magic is there tool of trade for removal, just kidding, it'll be with laproscopic surgery. At the same time they remove it they said they could do a tubal ligation (tie my tubes). This is an option I've never really considered before, but after this experience is looking pretty darn good! I'm still thinking about it.

I know how this happened. (Duh, Scott and I like each other a little too much!). No, what I mean is, I know why this happened. Heavenly Father heard my mind thinking that 2 boys and 2 girls was perfect. We don't need a 5th child. And he said, "Nope, you have a 5th one up here, and I'm sending him/her now before you can completely change your mind."

I'm seriously still a little frazzled by this whole thing, and I have some fear of having a miscarriage, but I know that Heavenly Father would not send me a challenge that I cannot handle. I can do this. I am happy and blessed that I even have the ability to have children (when I was told at age 12 that I couldn't). I just didn't think I'd have so many, so quick. Apparently Scott and I are the two most fertile people on earth! (Either that or Scott is freaking Superman or something)

Ps.. People keep asking me if I had any indication that the IUD had moved. No, I didn't. I had no pain, or cramps or flutterings in my tummy, and I didn't hear it hailing a cab. Nothing. It just snuck off one night when no one was looking.

The Arch Nemesis of a 7 Month Old Baby

2012-01-05T10:00:00.000-07:00

Would you believe that little Echo has enemies? Well she does. Baby food. She hates it. She dreads it. She spits it out, gags on it and even glares at it. She's disgusted by it. And honestly, who can blame her. Does this look appetizing to you?

But those little meltaway puffs, she loves. She's even got her little pincher fingers grabbing them like a pro.

I wish I had a picture of the face she makes when I force her to eat baby food. She gives me a look of death as spits, gags and drools out the entire spoonful. She refuses to close her mouth. I don't think any ever gets all the way to her stomach. Anyway its too hard to take a picture when I'm busy with damage control from the spitting. But here is her super cute happy face when she ate one of the puffs.

The other night Scott and I were snacking on some carrots and gave her one to gnaw on. She LOVED it! She hates baby food carrots, but apparently thought real carrots were fantastic. ( Her one teensy tooth could barely shave off a little from the side, and we watched her super close, so please no messages about her choking! We had the situation under control.) Today at lunch I forced her to gag her way through some squash, then gave her an apple (she saw me eating it and wanted to share), I dare say she liked it more than the carrot. (BTW she's also tried applesauce baby food. No dice there either).

Yummy apple. I'm with ya Echo. Big people food rocks, baby food is fun for no one!

I Resolve Not To Have A Resolution...Wait, that doesn't make sense.

2012-01-03T13:52:00.000-07:00

Don't you hate New Year Resolutions. I do. They seem so forced and by February people are back to their old ways. So I'm not making a resolution this year. Nope. I'm just going to do things in life differently (alright, alright, Its the same thing, I know!)

For starters...I have given up soda. This is no easy feat. I am totally in love with soda, and its been my crutch for years (or decades). Especially pepsi and mountain dew. This may be the hardest thing I will ever do. Can you go to rehab for soda addiction?

Second...I'm working out. FIVE days a week! That's right, I'm insane. I'm going from periodically working out whenever I feel the urge to working out five days a week. I have a plan in order to not get bored, and I'm really hoping that this isn't the ~~resolution~~ life change that disappears come February.

Third.....Nightly family prayers. We are terrible about this. I don't know why. We read to all the kids every night, this should just fit in too. But what can I say? We're lazy, and by 8:30 pm I'm SO DONE with kids.

Fourth.....Paying our tithing. I'm not ashamed to admit that we struggle with this. Okay, I'm a little ashamed. Its hard for us when we are financially struggling to give away 10 percent of our hard earned money to the church which isn't struggling financially at all. We really need to work on this. Its so hard.

And finally....I need to work on being nice. This sounds stupid when I read it out loud. But seriously. I don't think I'm very nice. I'm mean. When my kids start to get on my nerves, I'm mean. When people I come into contact with say things that I don't agree with or just seem ignorant, I'm mean (maybe not to their face, but I definitely think mean things). I don't want to be mean, so I'm going to be nice.

If you have any advice for me on how to keep up with my life changes I'm open to it. Also,does anyone want to work out too? Then we can be held accountable to each other! We don't have to live near each other (since I don't live near anyone) Just make a daily or weekly report or whatever. LMK.

Happy 2012! Here's to hoping the Mayans were wrong!

Would you like some human flesh with your cheese?

2011-12-28T19:29:00.001-07:00

We got a new fancy cheese-grater. Its cool. The cheese falls into this little plastic container. We were quite excited about this beautiful cheese-grater.

But it turns out that this fancy new cheese-grater was created by Satan himself. It craves human flesh! It tried to eat me....and somewhat succeeded. I'm afraid of it now.

Here is my knuckle immediately after the cheese-grater took a bite out of it. It gushed blood for a good twenty minutes, and hurt like crazy!

Later that night I removed the band-aid to show Scott the wound and apply some Neosporin. As soon as the band-aid came off it started gushing blood again for 20 more minutes. Scott tried to convince me to super glue it. I wouldn't do it!

I can't bend my knuckle. I'm struggling to type and do my amigurumi projects. Every time I do bend the knuckle blood escapes the band-aid. Here is what it looks like today, 24 hours after the initial attack. My knuckle may never heal. Its so gross. Darn you Satan and your evil cheese-grater from hell!

Maybe I will super glue it....If it doesn't stop bleeding in the next day or two.

Christmas is over and I'm not at all sad!

2011-12-26T21:03:00.000-07:00

When I was a kid I remember the thinking "Oh no! Christmas is over. Its an entire year before we get to have fun like that again!" Now I think, "Yes! Christmas is over! It's an entire year before I have to have that kind of stress again!" Not that I don't enjoy Christmas, but I am definitely glad when its over! This year Dexter suddenly got sick on Christmas Eve, and ended up puking during the night. Good thing Santa came between puking sessions. He started feeling better by evening Christmas day...Thank goodness it was just a 24 hour thing! Even bigger thank goodness that no one else got it! Anyway here are some pics from our holiday!

Kids in their Christmas Jammies...Echo was asleep through this chunk of Christmas Eve so she missed out on the pics..sad.

Almost everyone got red jammies....not even planned!

Corbin and Dallin are always best buds!

Dexy with his stuff (he has an obsession with Sonic the Hedgehog right now)

Corbin with his stuff (also obsessed with Sonic, although, not to the same extent as Dex).

Ivers with her stuff

Echo was a champ for pictures! What a cutie!

Corbin and Mini-Corbin

Ivy and Mini-Ivy

Dexter and Mini-Dexter

Scott and his new Zoidberg (He's from Futurama. Look it up if your confused. Unless your confused as to why Scott is about to eat Zoidberg....That you can't really look up, and I'm confused about it too!).

Dexter and Grandpa taking a much needed afternoon nap!

I hope you all had a Merry Christmas too!

Breathing with relief

2011-12-19T21:02:00.002-07:00

I think we all know from my last post that December has been a little stressful for me, but luckily, I'm feeling a lot of relief now. I finished my etsy orders and sent them off. I finished all the kids' homemade Christmas toys. I sent my mom a gift. I actually cleaned. I finished up the Christmas letter, printed it out, had pictures printed at walmart and finally got them sent! I made delicious almond cakes for family and friends. And finally, and most importantly, I got all the Christmas shopping done! (None of these would have been possible if it weren't for a lot of help from Scott! So thanks babe, you're the best!) Ahhhhh. It feels good to have it all done.

One of my completed Etsy orders. It's Thumbelina! Remember that movie? Me neither, but the customer was VERY happy with how she turned out.

Here is one of the consequences of having a messy house...The kids make replica's of themselves with dirty clothes and toys.......No more of that!!

Another completed Etsy order. This one is Anastasia..I actually remember that movie!

A very unappealing picture of an almond cake. It may not look great, but I tell you they are heavenly!

And here are the kids homemade gifts. They are custom mini's! I think they turned out absolutely adorable! From left to right: Corbin, Dex and Ivy!

And now I have blogged. I'm feeling good!

This to-do list is not working out...

2011-12-09T15:58:00.002-07:00

My "to-do before Christmas" list is long. Too long. Its getting on my nerves. I CANNOT for the life of me seem to get it all done. Christmas is like 2 weeks away. I'm starting to stress out.

I haven't done ANY shopping yet. NONE. I hate shopping. I hate crowds. I dread it. I should really get all my Christmas shopping done in August or something. But I don't. I don't even have a list of what I need to get yet. Wow, this is looking bad. (note to self, 2012 Christmas shopping to be done in august. I like that idea).

I planned on making my kids each a toy for Christmas. So far only Ivy's is done. I keep getting etsy orders that people pay me to get done, and therefore jump up on the list. I swear I spend nearly every spare minute crocheting (except now, when I'm blogging) I really need to get them done next week, because after that school is out and then I won't be able to work on them during the day anymore. I wish my fingers moved faster, and that after 10:00 pm my eyes didn't burn so much.

My house is messy. Dishes are piled in the sink, mountains of laundry are waiting to be folded and put away (at least they're clean), and the bathrooms....oh the bathrooms.....I can't even talk about the bathrooms. I think we should just move out of this disaster!

Mom-I don't think I'm going to be able to crochet you a present for Christmas! I'm sorry I'm the worst daughter ever. I've got an idea of something I can get you guys instead (if I ever get my butt out of the house to shop), and I promise I'll get it done later when things slow down. You can revoke your gift if you want....

I'm excited for January!

He's Watching You!

2011-12-06T06:08:00.001-07:00

By "he" I mean the elf. The elf on the shelf. For my birthday last month, my sister-in-law gave me an elf on the shelf. Her family has had an elf for years. He comes the day after Thanksgiving and hangs out in various places throughout the house to basically scare the kids into being good. This sounds a bit harsh, which isn't how I mean it. Its just taking the concept of "Santa knows if you've been naughty or nice" to a new level. Santa sends his elf to our house to watch the kids for him, then the elf reports back to Santa while the kids' sleep and tells him either, the kids were terrors that threw the cinnamon pine cones and every pair of sock down the stairs, or they were little angels who put all the toys away after school AND made their beds without being asked. Then he hides in a new place every morning. The elf knows all, and sees all.

Except....

So does Corbin, and he isn't buying it. He is unconvinced that the elf is real. The first time he saw that elf he recognized it. "Dallin and Bowen have one of those!" He said, "Why would they have one a long time ago and we just got one?" A very valid question. I hate lying to my kids (which is why we didn't get one of these years ago), so I just pretended to not know why. Later when Daddy came home from work Corbin said to him, "I don't think the elf is real. I think he's just a toy that you guys move around after we go to sleep." Does nothing get by this kid?! We didn't raise a dummy! It doesn't really matter anyway. Corbin is such a good kid, it really makes no difference if the elf is watching him or not. It's Dexter that needs to believe in the elf. He gets in trouble and it is no surprise that several times a day I catch the other kids reminding him that the elf is watching, and even more times that I remind him. For him its working, and that is awesome.

And whether or not Corbin believes that he's real does not come into play every morning when he rushes out of his room to find where the elf is hiding. He LOVES being the first one to find him.

Proof that I'm not a grown up

2011-12-01T10:18:00.002-07:00

This post is kind of ridiculous and makes no sense. But read it anyway, and then watch the video clip from Conan last night, and you wont regret it. Anywho, here's some random stuff you might like to know (but probably not).

Did you know that Mom's don't get sick days? Even when you are so sick you can barely move, someone still has to get food in the kids' stomachs, and take them to school. I wish there were sick days for moms. I'm sick. I have been since we got home from our Thanksgiving vacation. I hate it. My nose is raw. I'm barely sleeping. The snot situation is completely out of control. No one else is sick. What the crap is wrong with my immune system. I'm always the one who catches everything. Its not fair. I suppose I should be grateful that the kids don't have it too, but its hard being grateful when I'm so miserable.

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Echo still doesn't sleep through the night. She's six months old! I think she should be sleeping through the night by now. We're trying to force her into soothing herself when she wakes up, but so far it isn't working. I swear she's rebelling too. She used to wake up once around 5 or 6 am. We started to try and get her to self soothe on Monday and now, the last two nights she has woken up before 2 am and can not be talked into sleeping. Its frustrating. Any advice?

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And finally. I turned 30 last month. This does not mean that I am in fact a grown up. My proof came last night while watching Conan. There was a dude on that I have never heard of before (Nick Kroll) and he told a story.....a story about pooping his pants. I know, I know. How immature. I can not express how hard I laughed. I couldn't breathe. I had a coughing fit. Tears poured down my face. It was so funny, and I feel totally ashamed for thinking so, and even more ashamed for admitting it now. But for those adults who aren't afraid to act totally immature, join with me in watching the first five minutes of this clip and laugh about someone who has encountered the tragedy of pooping his pants at the age of 33. I tell you it is FUNNY! But for those of you too mature to laugh at poop, skip it, and move on.

This is a long clip, but you only have to watch the first five minutes for the poo story. Its totally worth 5 minutes of your time.

Is it really the end of November?

2011-11-29T11:34:00.008-07:00

November is the busiest month of the year for us Brunsons. We have three birthdays and Thanksgiving to celebrate and it can get quite crazy. Here is a recap of some of the fun stuff we got to do.

Corbin on his birthday (I can't find any pics of Ivy on her birthday..oops).

My cute family gets to see the lights at Temple Square in SLC with our friends nearly every year. Its usually pretty hard to get downtown on trax with all these kids, but still fun. (Yes, Janelle, I did make the hats!)

The fam at temple square. Minus Echo...sorry baby!

Apparently the lights aren't too exciting for this 4 year old. He fell asleep fast!

We won some mustaches as a white elephant gift. What do you think...too creepy for a Christmas card?

The boys roll in the leaves

Corbin and Daddy have a leaf fight. Marde got this great action picture. Nice Photography skills Marde!

Cute sisters

Shaliese and Echo hanging out together.

All the kids pose on grandma's couch. So cute!

Corbin and Dex feeding ducks in Provo

And for Marde who saw me working on Snow White all weekend...Here she is all finished.

Thankful

2011-11-22T15:51:00.002-07:00

10 things I am thankful for in no particular order:

1. My crazy but adorable kids.

2. My amazing and super hot husband.

3. A mother-in-law who is willing to do two Thanksgiving meals so that everyone has a chance to participate

4. Doctors and hospitals

5. My family's general good health (without number 4, there'd be no number 5)

6. The semi-okay weather so we don't die on the road

7. 2 cars that work well most of the time

8. The gospel

9. Yarn (I know, weird, but its made me very happy lately)

10. Mashed potatoes, gravy and stuffing.

Happy Thanksgiving everybody!

Six months old

2011-11-18T12:07:00.003-07:00

Cute little Echo turned six months old today! I can't believe its been six months already. She's so cute! She's super happy all the time, and she loves everyone in our family. She's just barely started to show some minor amounts of separation anxiety when someone else holds her, but she warms up easily. She went to the doctor yesterday and we found out that she is in the 50th percentile for weight, height, and head size! How weird is that? Its so nice to not have to worry about her weight gain! We love this girl!

7 birthdays

2011-11-16T06:38:00.002-07:00

7 things about Corbin

1. He is very even tempered and is totally a peacemaker.

2. He is SUPER smart. He's the top reader in his class, and I often joke that he's smarter than me. In a few years, it won't be a joke anymore.

3. He loves IHOP! Every year for his birthday he forces us to eat dinner there....even though Scott and I both hate it!

4. He is an amazing brother. He is everyone's favorite person to play with, and he is so good with all our kids.

5. He is ridiculously shy. It is torture getting him to talk to people he doesn't know...and even sometimes people he does know.

6. He has always been my easiest child by far! Heavenly Father knew what he was doing when he sent Corbin first instead of Dexter!

7. He is a super star at video games. I can't wrap my brain around half the stuff he can do!

Now, in honor of Corbin's 7th birthday, here's a look back at his other birthdays.

Technically Corbin is 2 months old in this picture, we didn't have a camera when he was born.

First birthday - he seems to really be enjoying that birthday cake!

2 years old. What a cutie!

3 years old. I remember this day like it was yesterday, I can't believe its been 4 years!

Oh my gosh! Is this the cutest kid ever or what! We celebrated his 4th birthday back in Utah.

5th birthday he was loving toy story (still does, but maybe not so obsessed anymore).

6 years old-missing his first tooth, so cute!

Here's Corbin now. He has really grown up! Gone are the chubby cheeks and baby face of years past. I want to cry.

Happy Birthday little dude! Thanks for being such a great kid for the past 7 years! I hope you never change.

Here is a video made by Scott documenting Corbin's first two years. There will be more to come as they are completed til we catch up to present day.

To go directly to youtube, click here

or watch it below:

You gotta show 'em who's boss!

2011-11-11T10:29:00.004-07:00

Scott's been coming home from work late pretty often the last few weeks. I needed to let him know that there are consequences for his actions!

Turns out that none of that is true....Our friends asked me to make a horse for their little boy's second birthday. We just thought it would be funny to reference a movie neither of us has ever even seen because I had this cute little horse head lying around. Yes, we're that dorky. Anyway, here's the completed horse. I hope Jonas likes him.

The other side

He's eating the grass!

Ivy's taking him for a test drive....just to make sure he's safe!

The moment you've all been waiting for...

2011-11-08T23:38:00.002-07:00

Well maybe you haven't, but I have! This is my favorite part of the kids' birthdays. Scott's video highlight for your viewing pleasure!

click here Ivy's third birthday highlight video

Three years ago

2011-11-07T07:34:00.000-07:00

Three years ago today I woke up super early in the morning, more nervous than I have ever been. We headed to the hospital from Marde's house in Sandy to have our baby girl. We didn't know really what we were in for. We just knew it wouldn't be easy. It hasn't been but we've made it this far. Ivy has been through four surgeries, at least 3 catheterizations and MRI's, countless echo's, and RSV and she is still going strong. We are so grateful for the miracle that greets us every morning with a smile on her face. She is a giant ray of sunshine in a sometimes bleak world, and a constant reminder of how blessed we are, and we will never forget it. We love this little girl more than word can say, and we are so happy to have her in our family.

Here's a look back at Ivy's previous birthdays.

Ivy on the day she was born. She was still so innocent-being surgery free!! She is our biggest baby at a whopping 6 lbs 14 oz, (although just 18 inches long)!

Here she is a year later. Happy and healthy and cute as a button! If memory serves me correctly I think she weighed just under 16 lbs on her first birthday. I don't know how tall she was. She's wearing 3-6 month old jammies in this picture!

Another year later, and you would never know she has heart problems. Last year on her birthday I think she weighed somewhere between 20 and 25 lbs, although I don't really remember. Once again I don't know how tall she was, most of her clothes at this time were 12-18 months.

And now-three years old she still brightens everyday! She now weighs 26 lbs. She finally made it to 2 year old clothes! She's such a cute, petite girl!

We love you Ivers! Happy 3rd Birthday!

Awesome Possum

2011-11-02T22:07:00.011-06:00

I just finished my second etsy order this afternoon. Its a possum (or opossum, I don't know the difference). Its based on a pattern from someone else (don't worry, I had their permission to sell it). Anyway, it turned out very awesome (except that it freakin' creeps me out and gives me nightmares! I won't miss it).

So anyway, its been a year of doing amigurumi now. I thought I'd show a recap of all the things I made in the last year (Not counting hats, scarves or blankets because I've done at least one blanket and scarf, and nearly a dozen hats). Here goes:

1 - The Monkey

2 - Auntie Christine's Bat

3 - Wheezy the creepy penguin

4 - Bullseye (aka Zombie sock) not pictured because I do not want photographic evidence of such a monstrosity

5 - Stinky Pete

6 - Link

7 - Tinkerbell version 1

8 and 9 - Tinkerbell Version 2 (I made two of them)

10 - Cinderella

11 - Belle

12 - Rapunzel

13 - Ariel

14 - Pablo (the backyardigans)

15 - Wall-e

16 -The Medic

17 -Awesome (O)possum

I think I've improved a lot in the last year! Such a fun hobby!

Candy, Costumes, and Cuteness

2011-11-01T09:07:00.006-06:00

October has been a busy month. I'm so far behind on reading blogs that I see no chance of catching up. So if I haven't commented, that's why. I promise to start reading them again, but for all the ones I missed, I'm afraid there's no turning back.

Anyway, yesterday was Halloween. It was kind of a stressful day for me. My to-do list included:

Get Corbin to School, Clean the house, Make a grocery list, Feed the kids lunch, Get Dex to school, Go grocery shopping, Carve the last pumpkin, Clean up the junk pile of Mail/school papers, Pick kids up from school, Make Chili and Cornbread, Greet our Guests and eat dinner, Trick or Treating/Pass out candy.

It didn't quite go as planned. I was able to mostly clean the house (but it took every second of spare time I had, and I was still working right up til our guests arrived), and I didn't de-junk the mail and school papers. I got a little stressed by the end, but everything worked out and we had a super fun Holiday (we also had a fun weekend leading up to Halloween, finishing costumes and carving pumpkins). Here are the pics.

The kids in their hats, it doesn't have anything to do with Halloween, I just thought it was cute.

Corbin cleaning the seeds and goo out of the pumpkin. He designed the face, and I carved it up.

Echo sat in that little chair super happy while I carved pumpkins. She was so adorable, I couldn't stop taking pictures. It took an incredible amount of self control for me not to post them all too!

The kids pose with two finished pumpkins.

More adorable Echo

Scott won the costume contest at work...He's a Rubik's Cube (in case you couldn't figure that out).

The kids ready for trick or treating (Echo pooped all over her costume, so she sat the pic out. We'll have to get more/better pics later) Ivy is Mickey, Corbin is Wall-e and Dex is Eve. Aren't they adorable!

The lit-up pumpkins. Scott was so busy with the costumes that I had to carve all of the pumpkins this year. Stupid pumpkins!

Surgery update

2011-10-28T09:45:00.003-06:00

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!

2011-10-20T09:10:00.007-06:00

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...

2011-10-18T09:05:00.002-06:00

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

2011-10-14T08:45:00.003-06:00

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

2011-10-12T09:09:00.002-06:00

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

2011-10-06T06:49:00.000-06:00

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

2011-10-03T10:15:00.004-06:00

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!

Its 9am, do you know what my kids are up to?

2011-09-29T09:01:00.008-06:00

I can't believe its only Thursday, it has felt like the longest week ever. Here's a little update on the kids for no reason whatsoever.

Corbin is loving school. He is making new friends and becoming slightly less shy and is, of course, doing well with his work. He has come home with 100% on all of his spelling tests so far. In addition to school he's started his anti-wart treatments. He has little clusters of warts around many of his fingernails as well as some on the palm side of his fingers, and one on his toe. They seem to be spreading so we thought it was probably a good time to buy some compound w and take care of them. Here's to hoping he's wart free in twelve weeks. (TMI?)

Dexter is loving school as well. His teacher changed this year because Miss Shyloh (the teacher who said he was stinky before she realized it was his new shoes) left to be a stay at home mom. She was replaced by Miss Megan who seems very nice and on top of things, and he already adores her. This week he has been learning about fire safety and comes home with cute crafts everyday. Dexter's time with Grandma Marde has made a huge difference in our family's sanity. He has been so good the last month or two that I can hardly believe he's the same child! He's simply delightful! He still throws an occasional tantrum, but rather than 5 times a day its like once a week. Maybe my hair wont be gray by the end of the year after all!

Ivy is a superstar! On Tuesday night she told Scott she wanted to go peepee in the potty, so he let her try. She was unsuccessful, but the desire was there, so yesterday I put her in panties and we tried some potty training. Wouldn't you know it, by noon she'd already peed AND pooped in the potty and only had a few accidents throughout the day. I didn't even have to bribe her at all. I put her in a diaper overnight and when she got up this morning she was dry. She peed in the potty right away and hasn't had an accident yet. By george, I think she's got it! She is now my youngest potty trainer. Corbin was about 3 years 4 months old, Dexter was 2 years 11 1/2 months and Ivy is 2 years 10 months. She's amazing! She's been running around the house singing "peepee in the potty!" nonstop.

Echo is now 4 months old! She doesn't look like a newborn anymore, and I'm a little sad. She's so freakin' cute though. She's seriously so happy! She smiles and laughs all the time now and has the cutest little jabbering voice. She loves hearing me talk and smiles like crazy even if I'm not talking to her. Her favorite activities include eating, snuggling, talking and playing with mommy, tummy time, and going for walks. Everyone loves her to death and she's constantly being smothered with kisses by her siblings (especially Ivy). She's been an excellent addition to our family and we love her so much.

Here are some fun pictures from this week.

Corbin and Dexter decked out in twinner clothes for church. I get them confused sometimes now that they look so much alike.

Echo and Ivy enjoying tummy time together

Its weird to have a baby who enjoys tummy time so much after having Ivy who, with good reason, absolutely refused to do it.

Here are a couple of Corbin's wart clusters covered in compound w

Dexter tries out the Uncle Rico pose

Ivy with her new best friend BIG Mickey

Too Many Doctors Makes Mommy Confused

2011-09-26T10:26:00.002-06:00

I'm sick of waiting rooms, tiny doctors offices, holding kids down to get shots or blood drawn, giving and re-giving Ivy's health history, and trying to nurse in public areas without exposing old people or small children to my breasts while waiting for doctors to call us . Its exhausting. I might have overrated my own abilities when we decided to have a fourth child.

I have a list on my fridge that contains all the phone numbers for the various doctors we have to see. In the last three years that list has grown by leaps and bounds. It has an ob/gyn, pediatrician, optometrist, cardiologist, physical therapist, speech therapist, gastroenterologist, endocrinologist, and now urologist. Its hard to keep everybody straight. No wonder the insurance company hates us and keeps raising rates.

Last week Ivy met her new endocrinologist, Dr. Marks. He seems like a super nice guy, and comes across as very knowledgeable. Ivy is very short for her age, and hasn't really grown for a long time, so she had to part with some of her blood (she didn't even cry! She's such a champ) and they are testing her for several things to find out why (hypothyroidism, Turner Syndrome, and some others). Hopefully we'll find out in the next few weeks if it is any of those things....or nothing at all besides a heart problem that is causing her to grow slowly. I'm keeping my fingers crossed that it is nothing, but I'll take hypothyroidism over Turner Syndrome too. It seems weird to hope for one health problem over another doesn't it? Well, Turner Syndrome makes me depressed so it'd be awesome if it isn't that.

Today Corbin and Dexter had their annual well-checks. They are both very average (both are in the 50th percentile for weight and height), and in general in very good health. The only issue that came up is Corbin's constant need to use the bathroom. They did a urinalysis in the office to check for a bladder problem, but couldn't find one and referred us to a urologist to check for anything else. Hopefully we can figure out what the problem is (if there is one), and get it taken care of soon also.

In the meantime, we'll enjoy our time off from doctors appointments, and toast our apple juice to good health.

I hope you have a good week. We are going to be busy putting up Halloween decorations and working on the kids' costumes, that are sure to be "da bomb". (I know its not 1998, but what can I say? Ever since I heard that middle aged woman at Target using that phrase in a very serious tone I can't help but use it in a joking manner.)

In which Harry Potter takes over, and spiders must die

2011-09-19T10:11:00.004-06:00

I recently started reading the Harry Potter series (for the first time, except the first one). Yes, I am 6 weeks shy of 30 years old, and yes, I am IN LOVE with them. I (okay, by 'I' I really mean Scott) got the kindle versions of the books and put them on my phone and our IPAD using a very handy kindle app, so I can read them on a near constant basis. Whether I'm nursing the baby, or waiting for the kids to come out of the school, or sitting at an unusually long stop light, I always have my books to get me through it. I've managed to finish the first five and half of the 6th in just two weeks. Scott is regretting ever helping me acquire them, and constantly threatens to start playing video games like crazy if I don't pay attention to him.

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Speaking of Harry Potter....I had a nightmare about Voldemort. I'm not joking. This just shows how much the books have taken over my life the last few weeks. In my dream Voldemort had invaded Corbin's elementary school and was planning to kill people. I was frantically calling 911 and searching for the kids in the halls. I woke up feeling very embarrassed. I told Scott about it, he made fun of me and told me to take a break from the books. I said I would as soon as I finished the fifth one. I lied.

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Over the weekend Scott and I did a little bit of yard work. I was pulling weeds and unfortunately came a little too close to a very large, very hairy spider. I flipped out, made Scott kill it, and then became too afraid to tackle the rest of the weeds (I'm afraid large-hairy spider's friends and family will seek vengeance), so the weeds remain. Soon after we moved to the backyard where Scott encountered three more equally large and disgusting spiders. I called our pest control service to come respray our yard. They are coming tomorrow. The only bad thing about fall is the spiders searching for warmth and getting closer to my house!

Well, that's all I've really got. Sorry that was such a lame post.

Ps...I need someone to geek out with over Harry Potter! Scott just thinks I'm lame and annoying when I can't stop talking about it! So talk to me fellow fans!

Ivy has a dream

2011-09-12T07:33:00.001-06:00

The other day after Ivy woke up from her nap I asked her if she had had a dream. Here is the resulting story. She is seriously so adorable!

Here is Ivy's dream

Bless Ivy's Heart

2011-09-08T10:55:00.003-06:00

I started a new blog, quite a while ago. Its finally all caught up. It is dedicated to Ivy. Its called Bless Ivy's Heart and it chronicles her struggles and triumphs over Hypoplastic Left Heart Syndrome. Its mostly for her. When she grows up I want her to know everything about what she's been through, and since I'd already started the family blog before she was born, I have it all written down. I moved all the posts over, and now have her entire life history located in one place. If you're new to my blog and didn't get to read about these events when they happened, or you are interested in looking back, then by all means take a gander at the life of my special little girl!

blessivysheart.blogspot.com

Rapunz-abio?

2011-09-05T18:05:00.006-06:00

My kids are obsessed with Rapunzel! And I know what you're thinking, All little girls are obsessed with Rapunzel! But I don't only have little girls. In fact, my SON, Dexter, is probably the most obsessed. He always likes the girl characters the best (for example, his previous obsessions are Jessie (toy story) and Eva (Walle). Should I be worried?). He is currently tromping around the house with his Rapunzel hair "grabbing" things like she does in the movie. Its so funny. Don't get me wrong, the others love her too, in fact Ivy is almost always singing "Mother knows best", and enjoys telling me about when "Mother fell out of the tower and turned to dust", but Dex loves her most. Here he is with his Rapunzel hair.

Anyway, all the Rapunzel-ness going around these days, got me thinking....Wouldn't Rapunzel have, like, the strongest, thickest neck ever from carrying around all that hair? Not only that. Wouldn't she be like, crazy muscly if she had to pull Mother Gothel up the tower every single day?! She is awfully dainty looking in the movie for someone who has that kind of strength. I think she'd look more like this

than this!

Wouldn't you agree? I don't even want to talk about how disgustingly dirty her hair would be with it dragging on the ground all the time. This movie is too illogical. I guess I have no imagination.

Side note: Burly Rapunzel is actually Fabio, in case you were curious.

Back to School, Back to School...

2011-09-01T06:56:00.002-06:00

To prove to dad that I'm not a fool. I got my lunch packed up, my shoes tied tight, I hope I don't get in a fight. Oh, back to school.......Sorry about that. Just having a Billy Madison moment.

The boys are back in school. Corbin in first grade, Dex in preschool. I'm so happy. Here are some pictures from both Corbin's first day (tuesday) and Dexter's first day (wednesday). I can already tell its going to be a FANTASTIC year!

Doomed from the start

2011-09-01T06:50:00.000-06:00

At our house....Wall.e struggles to survive. He kept breaking down or getting broken in the movie, and well, real life is no different. After many, many, many repairs I think these 2 1/2 Wall.e's are done for. Goodbye Wall.e(s), you were GREATLY loved.

Some Random Stuff

2011-08-30T10:31:00.002-06:00

Today is Corbin's first day of first grade. He insisted that his daddy drop him off at school, so Scott went into work late so he could go with us to see Corbin off. We went early so he could participate in free breakfast. I ended up helping him through the line to get his food, sat him at the table to eat, made sure he remembered where his classroom was and what his teachers name is and waved goodbye. I felt sick to my stomach leaving him to fend for himself when the bell rang. In case you don't already know, I'm slightly overprotective, and by that I mean, I'm ridiculously overbearing. I know this about myself, but its still so hard for me to trust people to take care of my kids or to let my kids take care of themselves. Corbin wasn't nervous or scared, which made me more nervous for him. I don't know if its because he's my first kid, or if its because he's so brave. I just know that things like this make me sick with nervousness, and I can't wait to go pick him up and see how it went. I didn't cry though, which is definitely a step in the right direction......please tell me someone else out there is like me, that I'm not the only one that is so overprotective.

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About a week ago while we were driving home, Scott and I saw a coyote coming out of a cornfield that is on the outer edge of our neighborhood. When it saw all the cars it went back into the cornfield, but we saw it long enough to know that it was definitely a coyote. It was so weird. Its making me think twice before walking along the neighborhood trails with my precious children.

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Last night when we were putting the kids to bed, Scott said, "Get lots of sleep Corbin, tomorrow is the first day of school!" And Dexy said, "Is tomorrow my first day of school too?" We said, "No, not yet" and he groaned loudly and said in the whiniest voice he could muster, "Wheeeeen?" It was so funny and cute. I love that he's so excited to go back to preschool (which will be on Wednesday). I hope he is always excited about a new school year.

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I'm a little sad to say goodbye to Summer, but also SUPER excited about Fall. I LOVE FALL!! There are so many great things about it. The leaves changing, the tiny nip in the air, Halloween. This is usually the time of year that I start to get antsy about putting up my Halloween decorations. Every year I try so hard to make it to October before going crazy. I don't always succeed. We are already discussing costume ideas around here....we're such dorks. I think I'm going to try crocheting some cute Halloween decorations! Maybe if I start on that it will keep me at bay on getting everything out before September ends. Its worth a try.

The Sneaky Hate Spiral Starts

2011-08-24T13:24:00.002-06:00

My favorite post on hyperbole and a half (a super funny comic blog) is the sneaky hate spiral. It discusses how a person can basically wake up with things going wrong, and that as they keep going wrong throughout the day it leads you to erupt into a violent rage. I think I'm having one of those days.

The day started out like any other, until I went into the bathroom to shower and smashed my pinky-toe so hard into the wall that I wanted to crawl into the fetal position, cry, and curse all at the same time.

The day moved forward.

I needed to go to walmart to pick up some school supplies for Corbin. School starts next Tuesday, so I really need to get this done. I proceeded to dress the children, brush Ivy's hair, pack up the diaper bag, and buckle Echo into the car-seat. Just then Echo exploded with poop up the back of her onsie. I unbuckled her, cleaned the poop, got her some more clothes and buckled her up once again. Then I sent the kids to the van to get in their seats.

I suddenly realized that I didn't know where my wallet was. I started searching in the usual places. In between the seats of the van, in the glove compartment, under the seats, in the diaper bag, in the pockets of all my pants, on my dresser, on my nightstand etc. It wasn't there. Meanwhile the kids are not getting in their seats and are instead fighting over who gets to open the garage door. It starts opening and closing 8 million times. I start searching the not so usual places for my wallet. The garbage, the dishwasher, the fridge, between couch cushions etc. Also not there.

I decide the store isn't going to happen if my wallet has vanished so I force the kids to close the garage and come back in the house. By this time Echo is screaming. I turn on a movie for the kids, unbuckle Echo, sit in the rocking chair and start nursing her. As I was sitting I started wracking my brain to figure out when I last had my wallet. I realized the last time I used it was last wednesday when I went to walmart to buy supplies for our trip to Bear Lake. I immediately called them up, and they indeed had my wallet! I was so relieved, and so mad at myself for leaving it at the cash register. I'm such an idiot.

I finished nursing. Told the kids walmart was back on, stopped the movie, rebuckled poor Echo, and got everyone successfully into the van. Things went smoothly for a few minutes. We stopped at customer service to get my wallet, which still contained all my stuff, and headed to the school supply section. I realized I left the school provided supply list in the van. Bad words came to mind thinking I would have to go all the way back out to the car. Just then I spotted a Meridian School District School Supply List Center. And in that little center sat a lovely list for Corbin's elementary school. I sent a little thank you to walmart telepathically and started shopping.

Things went south fast. I quickly realized that the school must have an awful sense of humor. The list called for things like, an 8 oz bottle of Elmers white glue all, 8 oz bottles of Elmers white glue all don't exist from what I can see. I got two 4 oz bottles. 1 box 12 large water-based colored markers. 12!!! Are you kidding me? There are packs of 10, packs of 18, packs of 30 and packs of 60. No packs of 12!! I bought the 10 pack. I discovered both of these problems within the first two minutes, and it only got worse. The post it notes were in a different section, I made a mental note to get them after everything else. The list then called for specific colors for pocket folders-red, green, yellow and blue. I had to search for like 10 minutes to find the one and only blue pocket folder in existence. By the time I got to the 12 oz bottle of hand santizer and they only had 2 oz or 40 oz containers I gave up. I crumpled the list in my hands, clenched my teeth and fought the intense urge to swear loudly.

While we were checking out Ivy and Dexter decided it was the perfect time to fight over the stupid 10 pack of markers until they were both crying out loud and the box was ripped. Corbin quickly announced that he needed to go poop. I told Corbin to hold it, threatened the other kids with death if they didn't stop fighting and crying, and finally stomped out of that store. After buckling the kids in the car I realized I forgot the damn post it notes.

I can't wait to find out what happens next.

Bear Lake Friend Reunion 2011

2011-08-23T07:08:00.000-06:00

This last weekend was our annual trip to bear lake with our friends. We don't always have everyone come, but we always have a great time. This year we had three other families join us, and it was seriously so fun. Possibly one of the best years ever. We hiked, went swimming, jet-skied, played games, stayed up too late, talked, laughed, cooked and ate together. We are so glad that Marde and Ross are generous enough to let us use their stuff every year. We can't thank them enough. Here are some random pics of everybody.

The Bollwinkels-Brad, Lisa, Anna, and Jonas

The Brunsons-Scott, Rochelle, Corbin, Dexter, Ivy, and Echo

The Swinks-Phil and Nichole (Their children aren't born yet! HA HA!)

From left to right: Katie and Ruby, Van and Theo, Nichole, Phil, Rochelle and Echo, Dexter, Scott and Ivy, Corbin, Lisa and Jonas, Anna, and Brad

Um.....Brad.....you're creeping me out in the background there!

The Hoovers-Van, Katie, Theo (who is apparently playing elsewhere), and Ruby

There's Theo, playing with Ivers. Theo is just 8 days younger than Ivy.

Here are Ruby and Echo. Ruby is just 10 days younger than Echo.

A Letter

2011-08-16T16:40:00.002-06:00

Dear White Blood Cells:

Do your job!!!! I can't believe you can't fight off things that are coming your way. This ear infection is ridiculous. Adults aren't supposed to get ear infections! Especially not ones that stick around for 10 days. I need to hear!! What the crap are you doing in there? Quit sitting around and fight this ear infection!! Come on!! I'm on my second round of antibiotics, they are there to help you, please accept help from them and get the job done!

That is all,

Rochelle

Germs/Church/School/Tiny butts....Lots to discuss

2011-08-10T13:38:00.006-06:00

I think the germs of our house are in the process of packing up and moving out. Which is good because I was about ready to do the same. (I got some antibiotics on Monday, I don't think there has ever been someone so happy to get antibiotics as I was!)

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We haven't been to church since Ivy threw up in nursery (3 weeks ago). One of the counselors in the Bishop Brick called to set up a meeting with us this Sunday. Either he thinks we've become inactive and wants to fellowship us or Scott's getting a calling....I don't know which to root for.

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School starts in 20 days. I'm really excited for the kids to get back into that routine. Although I think it will probably be hard for Dexter to adjust with Corbin being gone so long, I only see good things coming from it. I need a little "me time" these days also.

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When is the best time to potty train girls? I did each of the boys at about three (Corbin may have been 3 1/2). Ivy will turn three in November, and I think she's ready to actually do it now (we tried several months ago, but gave up after a while). She tells me when she's going and asks to sit on the potty at random times now, but she's also extremely petite, and the toilet situation is going to be a difficult milestone to pass (we can get a seat cover for home, so she doesn't fall in, but then what if she needs to go at Walmart, I don't want her falling into a walmart toilet!), plus she has constipation issues from her meds (by issues I mean most of the time she can't go without lying on the floor and me pushing her legs up, much like a woman in labor)....Should I start the struggle now or wait til she's three? Give me your opinions please.

Because I want you to be disgusted....

2011-08-08T07:36:00.000-06:00

WARNING:

THIS IMAGE IS DISTURBING. SCOTT ALMOST LOST HIS BREAKFAST UPON VIEWING SUCH HORRIBLENESS. YE BE WARNED!!!

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This is what Tonsillitis looks like:

And if that's what it looks like, just imagine what it feels like!

anniversaries, mucus, and sleeping cuteness

2011-08-04T10:45:00.005-06:00

Last Sunday (the 31st) was our anniversary. Eight years. It doesn't seem long since we know we will be together for eternity, but its still an accomplishment.

Anniversaries are supposed to be full of romance, roses, and making out (and more). Ours was full of coughing, mucus, and if we tried to make out we'd suffocate. We didn't get much sleep that night, but not because of late night anniversary shenanagans (wink, wink), but because all the kids were sick and couldn't sleep, and Scott was coming down with a serious sinus infection and snored like a mofo!

Since July 17th (while we were in Bear Lake) we have not had one day of every person in our family being well. EVERY. SINGLE. DAY. Someone has been sick, most of us more than once. That's 18 days. It is miserable.

Here's a list of illnesses we've been unfortunate enough to have:

~Fevers (Dex and Ivy tied for the highest on record of 104, but at some point every last one of us has had one).

~Throwing up (Dex wins for quantity, Ivy wins for most embarrassing (in nursery at church), and Echo wins for grossness, since she threw up on me 3 times).

~Coughing (nights are filled with everyone hacking away. Its fabulous)

~Runny noses (I'm starting to think they will never go away).

~Goopy eyes, the kind that crust over while sleeping and glue your eye shut (everyone excluding me has or is suffering from this disgusting symptom, even Scott).

~Sore throats (I think we've all had this one too, I am dealing with mine now, and it is most unpleasant).

~Sinus infection (Scott has had one for several days now, and I'm pretty sure Ivy had one for a while, but hers is better now).

I had a theory that our house must be sick, so yesterday I scrubbed and sanitized every square inch of it. Everyone has fresh sheets, clothes, and towels just in case they were carrying the viruses. I opened all the windows in the house (despite the 96 degree temperature outside) all day, and carried around my clorox wipes and cleaned every door handle, light switch, wii remote, hard toy, and hard surface in existence. Then at about 4pm I started to feel sick, by 10:00 I was freezing under 3 blankets, and had a roaring headache, and as it turns out had quite a fever (which doesn't make sense to me since I was teeth-chattering cold). So much for my theory.

At the moment, everyone is sick except for Ivy. How am I supposed to care for 3 out of 4 kids, when I can't really even care for myself. I hate this. But I still want to say Happy Anniversary to the man of my dreams, and celebrate by posting these adorable pictures (Scott is incapable of holding a sleeping baby without falling asleep too. All these pics were taken in the last 4 days).

Ivy Does Drugs / A World Famous Bra

2011-08-02T07:33:00.000-06:00

First up today, Ivy went to see her cardiologist and get an echo-cardiogram. She hates getting her echoes and usually cries for the entire thing, so last year we tried giving her drugs (the legal kind of course), and it didn't really work, she still cried the whole time. We decided to try it again this year, so again, they gave her drugs to make her more cooperative. This time was much more successful. Almost immediately she chilled out and relaxed. She even let the doctor pick her up and put her on the table, AND take her shirt off to perform the exam (I was busy holding a baby girl). She didn't even squirm or anything! She just lay still and let him get a great view of her heart. It was awesome. Afterward we headed to Scott's work to pick up the boys who were hanging out there until the echo was done, and she put on a little show for everyone. She was still pretty drugged up and acting silly. She couldn't walk very well because she was so out of it, and seemed drunk. She giggled like crazy and everyone got a big kick out of her silliness. Adorable. Anyway, everything on her echo looked great, and we should be okay to wait until next summer before she needs more surgery. Yay!

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Now on a completely different note. Many of you may recall me mentioning on the blog a few times, a crocheted bra. It was an inside joke from when I used to live with my sister and her family, and I'm sure everyone thinks we are weirdo's and that's okay....Anyway, if you don't remember, I offered to crochet one for her as payment for coming to my house to help with the baby. Well I did, and I was dying to post pictures of it, but didn't want to weird her out because, well, its a bra. But she was kind enough to give her permission for me to post it, so for your viewing pleasure.....the world famous crocheted bra.....

I think its a little kinky and looks more like a bikini top than a bra, but I don't care. IT'S AWESOME! I'm very pleased with how it turned out.

Here's a close-up of the texture, in case you can't tell that its fuzzy.

Poobah models the bra...none of the kids wanted to be the model, I can't imagine why not! (ps, I am in no way comparing Maxine to a chubby panda! He was simply the only willing participant!)

My Etsy Shop

2011-07-30T16:18:00.003-06:00

Hey guys! Just wanted to let you know that I got an etsy shop up and running. Its called world of yarn and I sell amigurumi toys I make. So check it out! or not, whatever....

2 1/2 months

2011-07-29T13:04:00.004-06:00

We were in Bear Lake when Echo turned 2 months, so I'm doing a 2 1/2 month old post instead. First, pictures (3 of these are from my cell phone, so I apologize if they aren't great).

And now, here are a few fun little facts about cute little Echo:

~Echo is a wonderful baby. She's so sweet and laid back, and easy, easy, easy. She only cries when she's hungry or tired, and even then, its a very laid back cry, like she knows I'll get the job done.

~She's super happy and loves to smile and coo. The kids love to try and make her smile (Dex is the best at it), and they just can't get enough kisses.

~ She doesn't sleep through the night yet, but she is making progress, going from waking up ever 2 or 3 hours to every 5 or 6 hours (most of the time).

~She gets the hiccups like 10 times a day. It seems like she always has them. She got them all the time while I was still pregnant too.....weird.

~She always sounds like she's saying "hi" or "yeah" when I'm talking to her and she tries to talk back. So cute.

~We considered giving her the nickname "Buffy" because, as Scott says, "she poops like a buffalo". It didn't stick....She'll be grateful for that in a few years!

~She still "poops like a buffalo" and stains every single article of clothing placed on her. I need a rubber band that will fit around her waist and secure the diaper so that poop doesn't shoot up the back EVERY TIME. Diapers seem useless at this point!

That's all I've got. Happy 2 1/2 month birthday Echo!

Ps...Ivy has her annual echo-cardiogram (not to be confused with her baby sister, we didn't really think that one through did we!) on Monday. Pray that everything is still working as its supposed to to get us through til next summer! Thanks!

Can you see a resemblance?

2011-07-25T20:04:00.004-06:00

So everyday while I look at my adorable 2 month old baby, I see one of my other babies too. They could be twins!! Can you guess which of my other babies I see when I look at Echo?

This is Corbin at 2 months old

This is Dexter at 2 months old (ignore cute corbin smiling next to him)

Ivy at 2 months - Look at all that HAIR!!!

And here's Echo

So.....Do you see the resemblance? I think she looks so much like Corbin that if I put her in blue, and took a picture of her, I could fool myself! What do you think?

Bear Lake Family Reunion 2011

2011-07-22T17:15:00.014-06:00

I almost skipped this post based solely on the amount of pictures to choose from (I think there were more than 800!). It is so hard to choose which ones to post. I tried to keep it to a minimum, but what can I say.....its just to fun!! This will probably only be interesting to members of Scott's family, but have a look anyway. Thanks again to Ross and Marde for throwing a great party! We LOVE going to Bear Lake. Only a month until our next trip there.

The Brunson family

Echo smiles after nap time

Grandma made "Gorp" which contained peanuts. Corbin is allergic to peanuts, so they gave him some of it, but picked out the peanuts, which was fine until this moment when he rubbed his eye with his hand that had some peanut oil on it.

Two pictures later he's squinting that eye, five minutes later it was crazy swollen (no pic, sorry), no more Gorp for Corbin.

Dallin is about to be eaten by birds (don't worry he lived)

My uncle Rico pose

our super cute little family (I smell christmas cards...)

The boys on the tube

And one second later... (don't worry they all lived too)

Our family on the boat

Craft time

Don't shoot, I surrender!

Digging for treasure

Everybody LOVED to hold baby Echo!

Echo wanted to make sure we would "rock on"

Marde and Ross, our awesome hosts

Ivy and Grandpa were attached at the hip!

Buried Corbin

Buried Dexter

Me and Echo having a private conversation

Corbin and Dallin became best buds

Shaliese and Echo, future best friends?

Silly face family

Darla? Is that you?

2011-07-19T08:26:00.000-06:00

I'm in Bear Lake, probably playing in the water and getting a super tan as you read this! Jealous? But in case you are missing us, here is something to brighten your day.

Does Ivy remind you of anyone in this picture?

She reminds me of Darla from Finding Nemo-minus the red hair, braces, and fish murdering tendencies.

Cute kids random tidbits

2011-07-14T13:26:00.003-06:00

Do you know what Ivy's most common compliments from people are?

~most common: Her super cute chubby cheeks. I'm not kidding, random people at the doc's office or target or church and everywhere else we go comment on them constantly.

~Second most common: Her voice! Seriously, its cute, and beyond description. Someday I'll put up a video of her talking just so you can hear it! She sounds really smart and is easy to understand, which is shocking to strangers due to her small stature (They always think she's much younger).

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Sometimes I feel like I'm being interrogated by my 6 year old. He asks SO MANY questions! Its a constant thing, and many times, I do NOT know the answer! He thinks about things that I've never thought about in my whole life, and then expects me to know the answer when he comes up with something crazy and out of the blue (out of the blue, but also very insightful and quite amazing). I have to look things up on the internet sometimes! He's six and he's already smarter than me.

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Echo is growing like a weed!! She's about 11 1/2 lbs now! She is wearing an outfit right now (size 3 to 6 months) that Ivy wore from about 9 months to 18 months, it blows my mind that they are so different in size. Echo is also smiling a lot more, although I still have to work pretty hard to coax one out of her!

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Dexter is still with grandma Marde, but we get to see him tomorrow. We are so excited to see him. We miss him like crazy, but he is having a great time with her. She sent us an email last night called "Reflections of Dexy". I was having a rough day because of a doctors appointment that caused me some pain, so this email really made my day. I want to quote my favorite parts for you.

~"After a temple sealing, I picked him up and took him to the luncheon. After eating and playing there, I asked him to say thank-you to the hostess. She bent down to make eye contact with him, then he leaned forward, kissed her right on the lips and said thank-you!"

~"I may NOT eat off of his plate. He is VERY territorial that way. He said to me once, “How would you feel if I ate your food? Really, he may be right. However, someday, when his wife tastes a bit of his food, at some restaurant, she may be in for a big surprise. Once, when I accidentally ate a piece of left-over toast from his plate, he insisted I give it back, and let me know that he would wait for it to come out in my poop if necessary."

Man I love that kid! Thanks for the email Marde, I laughed and laughed!

Questions for the cosmos

2011-07-11T14:24:00.004-06:00

~Why is reading so much more fun than doing laundry? Even when I don't particularly like the book. The book I am reading now keeps going on and on about moths. Yes, moths. Yet, it is infinitely more entertaining than folding underwear into teeny, tiny squares.

~How does the baby know that I am about to eat or sleep or make out (wink wink)? She wakes up every time. I think she's playing jokes on me!

~How come Scott could sleep through a nuclear explosion but I wake up at the sound of a butterfly flapping its wings (or moths, I suppose)? It just isn't fair. I kind of want to wake him up by hitting him with my pillow sometimes! (just kidding babe, love you')

~Why, being the chubby girl that I am, did I marry into a family with such skinny women? Its not great fun being the chubby one. They can't help it, being skinny is in their dna, while my dna has cheeseburgers where the skinny part should be. When we're all together I kind of feel like a beach ball amongst tennis balls. (alright, I actually know the answer to that one.....it has something to do with a handsome fellow named Scott).

~And finally, why am I blogging when I should be cleaning the kitchen? Because cleaning the kitchen is no fun at all and it gets all messy two seconds later. That's why!

Happy Monday, ya'll!

Dexter - the bringer of blessings

2011-07-08T06:47:00.002-06:00

One of my kids causes me more stress than all the others combined. It is not the newborn baby who constantly needs to be fed or held or just paid attention to. Nope, that girl is a piece of cake. It's the 4 year old who constantly needs to be the one who flushes the toilet, no matter who just used it, or open and close every door, especially the garage door, and win everything even when there isn't a competition, and when any of these things don't go his way tears happen and flailing on the ground is common place. I love him so much, but he makes life so hard sometimes. This boy is turning my hair gray and driving me to drink (caffeine, not alcohol)! Some days its a nightmare trying to keep up with all his demands, or just plain exhausting trying to ignore them. I am at my wits end here people. Seriously. What do I do with a kid like this. I swear we've tried everything for the past two or so years to get past his "terrible two's" phase, but nothing is working.

I sent him away. I'm not joking. He went home with Grandma Marde on Tuesday. He's staying with her until we meet up at Bear Lake for a family reunion. I think she was terrified to take him, having witnessed his meltdowns on multiple occasions, but she reluctantly agreed (after much begging by Scott and myself). She says he's been a perfect angel so far! I think he is experiencing what it feels like to not be in constant competition with someone (even if that someone is unwilling to compete) and will realize that that is an exhausting way to live. Maybe he will come home and be broken of his toilet flushing habit, or maybe the temper tantrums will ease up, just a little. Maybe he will miss us enough to realize he doesn't need to fight with everyone all the time. Really, any changes for the better are welcome!

They say that with trials come blessings. Well, I think Dexter is getting us more than our fair share. Thanks Grandma Marde for taking him against your better judgment and giving me a break.

Dear Dexter,

I love you so much! I'm glad you are having so much fun with Grandma. The house is too quiet without you, and Corbin says it feels funny when you're not around. We miss you, not the tantrums, but you. I hope you are still remembering to be good. We can't wait to see you at Bear Lake. Come happy! Oh yeah, and congratulations on your C-shaped poop! That's quite an accomplishment. Love you!

Love,

Mom

Pretty in white

2011-07-06T15:01:00.009-06:00

Our beautiful baby girl, Echo, was blessed this last weekend. It was a beautiful blessing, and a fun day. We had all sorts of people come up for the occasion. Scott's brothers' and their families who live here in Boise came as well as his parents who drove up on Saturday from Sandy. My parents and little sister, Kim, came all the way from St. George and my sister Britteny, my brother Shane, his wife Anngee, and their 2 kids, Braxton and Shayne Marie came from West Jordan. It was a full crowd, but made for lots of fun. We are thankful for everyone who came, especially all of you who drove here, went to the blessing and lunch, and then drove all the way home in one day (I still think you are all nuts!). Here are some pictures of our pretty girl in her Ivory blessing dress, which we some how managed to keep from being pooped on! Also lots of family pictures. Thanks mom for sending the ones I didn't get. I missed getting any pictures of Marde, Ross and Echo, I don't know how that happened. So Marde, if you have any, email them to me please!

I know, she totally looks super happy right?! Well, although she could be happy, she wasn't smiling, she's really just starting to yawn!

Me, Scott, and Echo

The whole family

The Guest of Honor

Mom and daughter

Three generations

Grandma Floyd and baby Ex (Ex is her nickname, in case you're confused.) Do you love how she's looking at my mom! I love that face!

My brother Shane and his cute little family.

My parents getting their fill of holding the baby before heading back to HOT St. George

My sisters and I (minus Maxine, missed you Max!)Britteny and Anngee in the back, me and Kimbo in the front

The Brunson Brothers and their babes.

The Brunson wives with the babes

All of us: Scott, Rochelle and Echo (6 wks), Shawn, Shelley, Shaliese (3 mos), and Russell, Collette, and Aiden (almost 11 mos)

He's the next BMX star, I know it!

2011-06-30T09:09:00.005-06:00

Corbin FINALLY learned to ride his bike this last weekend. I tried to teach him last summer, but we both got frustrated and gave up. This time he decided on his own that it was time, so he asked Daddy to take off his training wheels and teach him. It took longer for the training wheels to come off than it took for him to learn to ride without them. He seriously got it almost immediately and didn't fall once. He's a superstar! Check out this super short video, its funny.

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And if you're too busy (or lazy) to watch a 30 second video, here are some pictures! (and yes, that is a towel on his head under his helmet. The helmet pulls his hair and we don't have a bandana, so he looks dorky, okay!)

Guess what I'm not doing anymore.....

2011-06-29T15:33:00.002-06:00

Making a car payment! That's right. Thanks to our tax returns and Grandma J's baby bonus our van is officially paid off. A full 3 years ahead of schedule. Whoo hoo! The title came in the mail yesterday. I feel like dancing. Thanks Uncle Sam and Grandma Jensen, we couldn't have done it without you!

Seriously?!

2011-06-23T06:44:00.000-06:00

It's been 3 1/2 years now since we moved to Boise, and 3 years this week since we moved into our house. Its made me reflect on life in Boise. I have mixed feelings about our decision to move here.

Cons:

~I miss living in Utah. I really do. It has nothing to do with location, and everything to do with the people in that location. I miss my family. My sister's and I used to have "girls night" where we'd get together to play games, eat food, and talk talk talk. I don't have that now. I miss just talking and laughing with them so much that I can't even express it. We'd have bbq's in the summer. Christmas parites in the winter. Max and I walked together in the mornings too. I totally miss all that.

~I also miss Scott's parents. We could visit them whenever we wanted and we took it for granted. They helped us with so many things, from babysitting, to yard work, to making us Sunday dinners. We were the only kids/grandkids that lived in the area and so we got a lot of attention from them, and I'd be lying if I said I didn't miss it. Its not the same only getting to see them a few times a year.

~I miss our friends. Scott has had basically the same friends for his whole life, and they've been my friends too for the last eleven years. We had get togethers ALL the time. The boys' had band practices every week. The girls would just hang out together. We had Christmas parties, and birthday parties, and just hangin' out parties. We had kids when they had kids, and things were always easy and fun. I totally miss that. Seeing them 1 or 2 times a year is not enough.

Pros:

~Scott's brothers' are close by. We probably don't spend enough time together, but its so fun to have them close. Our kids adore Russell and Collettes kids and beg to play with them often. I'm so glad they've had the opportunity to become such good friends, which may not have happened if we hadn't moved. Also, I've had the opportunity to get to know Russell and Collette a lot better. Before we moved here I don't feel like I knew them very well. Also, Shawn and Shelley live just a couple of blocks from us, and we love getting to have them over for dinner sometimes, and getting to know Shelley better. (I think I already knew Shawn pretty well before).

~Scott's job. He really loves his job and is grateful to still have one. He seriously enjoys going to work everyday, which is an amazing thing for someone to have. It has made our lives so much better and given us opportunities we may not have had otherwise. I'm so grateful that I can stay home with our kids, and not feel guilty about making him support us all at a job he can't stand.

~Boise is a great city. There is less traffic here, and friendlier drivers. Life feels more laid back when you aren't in the hustle and bustle of a bigger city. I love that. There are more trees and grass. Farm animals live across the street from Walgreen's here! It's awesome! I don't miss Salt Lake City at all......except for Training Table and their delicious hot pastrami on rye....yum!

Our ward is awesome. I know a lot of people in our ward now, and that certainly makes it feel more like home. We actually have friends in our ward. I know that sounds weird, but we've never lived anywhere long enough to make ward friends before. Its kind of fun. The coolest part about it is that they all live in our neighborhood also, so we see them all the time, and its easier to get to know people that you see often.

So all in all, I think it was the right decision to move here, we just need people to visit us more. I think we visit Salt Lake plenty, we'd like to see peeps come this direction once in a while (Marde and Ross excluded, because they actually make the trip often, although we wouldn't mind more visits).

I can't believe I sent her away

2011-06-21T10:39:00.005-06:00

We spent the last 5 days together and now she is gone. Its so hard to say goodbye. She is possibly my best work (stinky pete was pretty good though too), and I hate to send her away. Ivy wanted to keep her too, so now I have to make another one for her. I sure hope Payton appreciates the amount of work I put into her Tinkerbell. Happy 8th Birthday.

I know, her eyes are a little creepy right? I always struggle with the eyes, but other than that she looks pretty darn good right?!

Wuss Camping and Taking the Train

2011-06-21T10:33:00.005-06:00

On Friday night after Scott got home from work we had the bright idea to set our tent up in the living room. We did this as the first step in a system to toughen our boys up! In case you don't remember we tried camping out in the backyard once, only to have the kids give up and go inside after about three minutes. This time they stayed in the tent all night. Next step backyard, and after that, actual camping!!

The tent starts going up

The kids are so helpful

I love this picture because although Corbin is blurry, he looks like he's flashing gang signs, like camping in the living room makes him hardcore! I think its funny. It might just be me.

It took us four whole weeks to take a picture of the four kids together. What's wrong with us?

On Saturday our neighborhood had a big community yard sale. At one house we got a GIANT Thomas the Train set, a metal detector (corbin insisted), and a double stroller for 20 bucks. What a bargain!!

They had tons of fun setting up the trains in the tent. Here's their first finished track.

5 am

2011-06-17T09:42:00.002-06:00

I know I posted twice yesterday but keep reading please, and I promise you will not be disappointed.

This morning at 5 am I was up with Echo. She was fussing, but wasn't hungry. Thinking maybe she just needed to burp, I was sitting in my bed, holding her over my shoulder and patting her back. She didn't burp, but she did poop. It was a big one, that instantly came up the back of her diaper and made a big yellow stain on her onesie (one of the onesies I had just purchased on Monday and she was wearing for the first time). I decided to take her downstairs to change her, since that was where her clean onesies were.

We headed down, as we did so, she pooped again. Another big one. More up the back, this time it went as high as her armpits. I knew the onesie was never going to be the same. I walked faster.

I laid her down on the changing pad and opened up the diaper. It wasn't a pretty sight. I tried to remove her onesie, without getting poop on her head. I was unsuccessful. Suddenly the situation turned from unpleasant to a horror movie! She had a projectile poop! It shot off the changing pad onto my arm, the carpet, my dangling hair, and my pajama bottoms. I screamed (I didn't make this up for dramatic effect, I seriously screamed). The poop dripped from my arm as I reached for more wipes and tried to defuse the situation. Then she started to pee. The carpet soaked it up next to the poop that had already claimed a spot. I tried to move faster but it was no use, I'd already lost the battle.

A billion wipes and several minutes later Echo was clean and redressed. I looked at the mess and felt like I had been through a war. The house was still silent and I knew that the rest of the family had slept through the entire thing and I envied their innocence.

What did I learn from this experience? Baby poop is a force to be reckoned with, and cleaning it out of the carpet at 5:15 in the morning is not rewarding at all.

The end.

More Amigurumi For Ya

2011-06-16T22:59:00.004-06:00

I just finished Scott's father's day gift this afternoon. I started it on Monday, and I think it only took about 6 hours of work total. I'm pretty proud of it. I couldn't wait til Sunday to give it Scott so I gave it to him today. Isn't he adorable?

Its Link! (if you don't know who that is, he's a nintendo character from the Adventures of Zelda series. It's Scott's favorite series of video games)

Is it me, or does he kind of look like he's dancing? Plus his eyes are quite creepy, but what can you do?

Look how happy Scott is!! He giggled like a school girl.

He's goofing around with his new toy. He is ridiculously excited about it.

I learned how to do amigurumi specifically because Scott wanted some nintendo characters. It only took me like 9 months to get around to making him one because I keep getting distracted by other projects. Sorry babe, but at least I finally did it. Right now I'm working on a Tinkerbell for my niece's 8th birthday. I'll post some pics when that one is finished too.

Four Weeks Old

2011-06-16T10:07:00.005-06:00

Echo is now four weeks old! She's so adorable and pleasant and fits into our family so well. She still wants to eat constantly and would rather sleep in daytime than at night, so we are trying to overcome these hurdles, but we love her so much. At her two-week appointment she'd already gained nearly a pound so we suspect that she's over 8 lbs by now. Everything is going great.

The most common question I get from people who know us and know that Ivy has been the center of attention for the last 2 1/2 years is, "How is Ivy handling all this?" Well I am here to tell you that she is handling everything like a champ! She loves her new sister so much! She's actually OBSESSED with her. She smothers her with kisses and always thinks Echo is looking at her. She needs to know where she is at all times, and always wants to hold her. And amazingly, she rarely struggles with Echo getting more attention than her. She's awesome. Her favorite thing to say is, "Echo is my sister and my friend." Its the cutest thing ever.

Corbin and Dexter are doing just as well with her, although they aren't quite as obsessed as Ivy. They like to dance for her and try to make her smile or laugh (even though she doesn't do either yet). Corbin does this weird humming thing at her all the time like he can't control himself, its so funny, but very, very strange. And Dex always thinks she is funny and laughs when she makes noises. They are so cute with her. They both love to hold her too, and Corbin is actually really good at soothing her when she gets sad. They are awesome too.

Here are some more pics!

Cuddling with mom

Trying on her bow. She may (or may not) wear it with her white blessing dress. Does she remind you of an eccentric old spinster?

She's naked! I love how her legs barely touch the ground because her belly is so big. That's how I felt for several months while I was pregnant!!

Ivy and Echo just chillin' together.

Look at that adorable mug. SOOOO CUTE!

So far so good

2011-06-12T13:47:00.010-06:00

So far Summer hasn't really felt like Summer. The weather still isn't consistently warm and its really starting to get on my nerves, but we're trying to make the best of it. For those of you who saw my last post about the schedule, I just wanted to tell you that it is a GREAT idea. It has been awesome so far. The kids love following a schedule, they are excited for what comes next, and they seem to enjoy almost every minute of it. Yay!! So if you are toying with the idea, I'd highly recommend it. Anyway, I just wanted to post some pictures of the things we've been up to so far. Which isn't a whole lot, but the pics are cute.

Technically, these pictures are from the school year, but the very end, so I'm posting them anyway. Corbin looked at us throughout his kindergarten program. So cute.

The PM kindergarten classes preform. Video may or may not be coming soon.

Corbin poses with his diploma

I don't know what happened with this picture. I couldn't get Mrs. Hall to look at the camera, and Corbin looks like he's about to cry. Weird.

The boys pose with their certificates (technically Dexter didn't graduate since he has another year of preschool) and Ivy joining in on the fun.

Echo getting some sun AND having a "Dr Evil" moment

The boys got new glasses! This time we went with Transition Lenses (ya know, they turn to sunglasses outside). Thanks Grandma Marde!

Close-up time! Dex's new glasses

Corbin's new glasses

Ivy with her superstar sunglasses

Echo (not outside in the sun, but still up close)

The boys are already sporting the annual Summer Mohawks, and getting ready to head to the pool (they've been begging constantly since it opened over memorial day, but its always too cold). It was only 63 degrees,but we were sick of the begging. It was pretty chilly in the water (so I hear, I stayed home with the girls) and they only lasted about an hour. They came home and had hot chocolate.

And finally, Echo and Daddy bond. Its still too early for her to smile, but she's getting close.

In An Attempt To Keep My Sanity...

2011-06-08T16:54:00.003-06:00

I have come up with a plan.

School's out for summer (post about the festivities coming soon). We have approximately 50 Summer weekdays at home to fill (when you take out vacations and such). That is a scary number when you have a chronic temper tantrum thrower like we do. When I was a kid I spent pretty much every single day of the summer outdoors. I was jumping on the neighbors trampoline, rollerblading around the neighborhood, and especially riding my bike everywhere. It seems like these days kids spend a lot more time indoors playing video games or watching tv, and I'm determined to not let my kids waste their summer that way. (Not to mention I think those activities have a lot to do with the obesity epidemic in children).

Anyway, I made a schedule. Yes, I'm a geek, but I want to avoid "couch potato-itis" and also, my kids thrive on routine (as I think most children do). The biggest thing I've learned from Dexter being in preschool is that having a set schedule everyday leads to less tantrums because he always knows what to expect. That's right, my sanity shall remain in tact come fall, AND Dexter and I will still be friends (instead of enemies due to his constant tantrums and my angry yelling and giving him timeouts).

Thanks to Rachel at Trapped Between a Scream and a Hug for many of the fun activities we have planned. I'm actually looking forward to Summer now, rather than dreading it. Here's the schedule, placed right where the kids can see it.

Echo's Blessing

2011-06-06T16:18:00.002-06:00

To all those interested:

Echo will be blessed in our ward here in Boise on July 3rd at 1:30 pm. If you are interested in attending let me know!

On June 6, 1981

2011-06-06T13:06:00.004-06:00

The number 1 song on the billboard charts was Bette Davis Eyes by Kim Carnes.

The movie Cheech and Chong's Nice Dreams was taking in the biggest numbers at the box office.

Famous actor Johnny Pacar was born. Okay, so he must not be THAT famous, because I've never heard of him.

The world was still in mourning over the death of Bob Marley less than a month earlier.

And most importantly my absolute most favorite person on earth was born.

Happy 30th Birthday, Love of My Life.

Ever wonder how a mother of four spends her day?

2011-06-02T16:26:00.003-06:00

Here's how I've spent mine since all my helpers left:

Changing a billion diapers.
Cleaning mustard colored poop out of every single outfit Echo wears.
Nodding off while the kids watch Mickey Mouse Clubhouse.
Nursing a very hungry baby every 2 seconds.
Washing at least one batch of laundry.
Dishes, Dishes, and more Dishes!
Constantly saying to children, "I'm feeding Echo, can you do it yourself?" followed by, "well then you have to wait until I'm done." because they almost never want to do whatever it is themselves.
Begging Dexter to be a "peacemaker" and bribing him with jelly beans.
Staring at my increasingly messy house and wishing I had the energy to clean it (or the money for a maid).
Making lame meals that barely alleviate hunger.
Falling asleep on the couch while Scott and I watch King of the Hill or Futurama. Sorry babe.

Here's to hoping this is just the transition stage from being a mother or three to a mother of four. Things will get easier with time.....right? Is it terrible that I'm dreading summer just a little because I know the boys will drive me crazy? Just a little, I swear.

Memorial Day

2011-05-31T17:30:00.006-06:00

For Memorial Day we headed over to Morris Hill Cemetery here in Boise. It is a huge old cemetery and we enjoy checking out all the headstones.

Don't look at the dork in front, but the awesome cemetery in the background. I love old cemeteries with raised headstones. So cool. (the mosoleum, if that's what its called, in the background is for someone who received the medal of honor in 1908)

Ivy leans on a headstone (we told the kids not to step on them, she decided sitting and leaning was okay).

The boys are admiring some headstones with pictures

Grandma was impressed by how good the pictures look because they are from around 1915

Grandma and the boys

Dex, Corbin, and Ives looking through the military headstones.

Our first family photo, too bad you can't see Echo. She's hiding in the sling. The last name on this headstone was Jensen (Scott's grandparent's last name), we couldn't find a Brunson one.

Grandma and kids (minus Echo)

It feels like I'm on Vacation....Almost!

2011-05-28T13:52:00.007-06:00

I have been a mother of four for 10 days now. Its not so bad......I have had lots of help. Maxine and Regin (or if you are Dexter, Regin and the other Regin) were simply angels in our house. They did all the cleaning while they were here, played with the kids non-stop, took them to school with me, even babysat while I took Echo to the doctor. It was so wonderful having them here. I wish I could keep them. Seriously. I want them to move in. Sorry I cried when you left guys. I'm a teensy bit hormonal. Plus I love you both. You understand right? I miss you like crazy.

The night before I blubbered at the front door as Max and Regin successfully escaped the chaos, Marde came into town. She is a whirlwind of fun and joy for our kids. They all adore her and couldn't wait to get started on all of her "projects". We've had fun going to Costco and eating free samples, to the Mall and riding the escalator, to the park to swing, and right now she has Scott and the boys at Walmart, and I'm sure she'll find a way to make that exciting as well. She lets me nap, she loves holding the baby and changing her diaper, and she loves putting the boys to bed (even if she has to lock one of them in the closet for a few minutes while he throws the mother of all tantrums). She's a great help too. I wish I could keep her as well. I'm sure I'll cry when she leaves too. Because I just had a baby and that's what I do.

In other news, Echo is doing great. She's a champion nurser and wants to eat all the time. I can barely keep up with her. If it weren't for all this nursing, I really would feel like I am on vacation. There is a silver lining though. I already lost all the weight I gained during the pregnancy, plus 5 extra pounds. Awesome. Also, I feel great most of the time, like I didn't even have a baby. I just get tired, and a headache seems to pop up at some point everyday. Not a big one, but still very annoying.

Anyway, thanks to everyone who prayed for us when things got scary at the end, and thanks to everyone who brought us meals and stuff. You guys are awesome. And of course, a big thank you to Russell, Collette, Maxine, Regin, and Marde for stepping up to do lots of babysitting and helping out. And last but not least, thanks to Mark and Ross for lending us your women!!

And now, because what would my blog post be without pictures, here are some pictures!!

Aunt Max holds her new niece. Sorry I didn't get pics of Regin, I only got video of her. What was I thinking.

Ivy is now OBSESSED with her new baby sister. She showers her with kisses, and loves when she is awake and looking toward her.

Corbin also likes to hold her now. He can even keep her calm sometimes.

Daddy takes a shot at nursing! Just kidding, he's just keeping Echo out of the sun.

Napping with Daddy. It is impossible for him to stay awake when a sleeping baby is nearby.

She looks like she's waving. Really she was scrunching up to scream for some food.

I swear we didn't pose her! She fell asleep like that, all by herself. She looks like a doll!

Echo LOVED her warm bath. Not a single tear shed. Don't worry, we were careful not to get her gross little belly button wet. Ps..yes, its herniated, just like the boys. Must be hereditary.

Oh man, isn't she precious?!

A Winner and A Birth Story

2011-05-20T23:05:00.005-06:00

So the person who guessed the date correctly, oddly enough, was Scott (the baby is his prize), and the closest on the weight (since no one guessed right on) was my sister, Maxine with 6 lbs 10 oz. Congrats Max, I'll figure out some sort of spiffy prize.

Anyway, here is the story you've all been waiting for:

I was scheduled to be induced Wednesday the 18th at 7am because the doctor was concerned about the baby's health. Tuesday night Scott and I took the kids to Russell and Collette's house so they could babysit for us until my sister arrived from SLC. After we had dropped them off we ate dinner, and went home. We had just laid down in bed at midnight and were talking when I felt a gush. I wasn't sure it was my water and tried to sleep. An hour later I felt another gush, but I was still unconvinced. I gave up on sleeping then and went through some last minute preparations for the hospital, and watched some tv. As the hours went on I felt more and more gushes and finally became convinced that my water had indeed broken. It was already getting so close to the time we were supposed to check in at the hospital, and I wasn't having any contractions, so we decided to just wait it out.

We showed up at 7, told the receptionist lady about the water, and she scolded me for not having come in earlier. I got feisty with her, and we were finally shown a room and set up with pitocin. The doctor showed up at 8 to break my water, and I informed her that it was already broken. She didn't believe me and attempted to re-break the bag. It didn't work. She said she'd come back in a half hour and try again. Scott and I laughed because she thought I was crazy.

Contractions got hard and crazy very fast, but I worked through them. Probably around eleven I had to use the restroom, so I stood up to walk over and of course, lots of water gushed to the floor, and the nurse finally realized that my water really was broken. As I came out of the bathroom I was shaking uncontrollably, and the nurse told me I was going through transition. She called my doc telling her she'd better come soon, as another doc checked my progress and declared that I was dilated to a 7, it was a painful exam and I started to cry. Just then I heard my doc ask the nurse over the phone about my water, to which she replied, "yes, it appears it is broken afterall." Scott and I looked at each other and just laughed, even though I was struggling a little bit.

My doctor showed up a short time later, and she and the resident doctor said I could push, so I did, only to be told to stop because there was still a small rim of cervix in the way. I had to wait an excruciating 10 minutes or so for the rim to go away. It was hard, I was trying not to lose it. Finally they said it was gone and I could push, and it hurt. I screamed. A LOT. I panicked over the amount of pain. The only way to lose the pain, was to push the baby out. So I did. She popped out at 11:58, the pain stopped and so did the screaming. The doctors proclaimed with joy, "its a girl!" and laid her on my chest. I didn't have a tear or need an episiotomy, and instantly felt better.

Scott said, "No way, I can't believe it!" a few times and looked so happy. I was happy too. Happy it was over, and happy to have another baby girl. The baby was beautiful and perfect and weighed in at 6 lbs 9 oz, and was 19 1/2 inches long. We named her Echo, because it is an uncommon name that we both loved, and gave her the middle name of Marita because it is a combination of our mom's names (Marde + Dawnita = Marita).

She is very happy and easy-going, but constantly rooting for milk. I feel like I nursed her non-stop in the hospital. We were able to check out of the hospital thursday afternoon, and went home to our sweet kids who welcomed baby Echo with open arms. Ivy is suffering through only minor bouts of jealousy. My milk came in at lightning speed, and I am struggling with the pain that comes with it.

I am so happy to have this sweet, content little baby home with us, and that she came out completely healthy despite the threat of the ICP. That, by the way, is supposed to clear up for me in the next few weeks. So yes, I'm still itchy, but not for much longer.

Thank you everyone for all the prayers and positive thoughts, we couldn't have done it without you! Here are a couple of pictures for your enjoyment.

Scott loves his new baby!

I love this picture

In the carseat, ready to go

Dexter is the only one of the kids really interested in holding the baby. He's so sweet with her.

You can't really see it in the picture very well, but I had little purple broken capillaries all over my face from the pushing. That had never happened before. Weird.

Its a boy!!

2011-05-18T18:16:00.003-06:00

Just kidding, its a girl! Fooled ya! Echo Marita Brunson entered the world this morning at 11:58, and made us the proud parents of two boys and two girls. We couldn't be happier! I don't know who won the guessing game, and I'm not in the mood to write out the birth story yet, but be on the lookout in the next couple of days. In the meantime, let these adorable pictures keep you happy til then.

In Response to a Question

2011-05-17T16:13:00.002-06:00

Scott's cousin Heather left a comment asking why I am "anti-inducing", so to clarify, I'm posting this because it is just too much for a comment.

I am not anti-induction. I think it can be a good thing for many women. A lot of times a baby or mom may have a medical condition requiring an induction to have a safe outcome for both people involved in the delivery, and I am fine with that. Also, a lot of mom's like choosing their child's birthday, or choosing induction because they have other children and it is definitely more convenient to plan for a babysitter when you know exactly when that baby will be born. I can absolutely relate to that, and I don't judge anyone who makes that decision.

With my first child I feel like I was tricked into induction by my doctor. I was young and inexperienced and when he asked me if I'd like to have a baby the next day I thought, "yeah, I'd love to not be pregnant anymore." I didn't find out until later that he had another motive in mind. The pitocin led to painful contractions that led to being pressured into getting the epidural (which did not go well). All in all, it was a pretty horrible experience that I vowed to never go through again.

With pregnancy number two I did my research and prepared myself to have a natural delivery. My doctor (the same doctor that tricked me. Why I didn't switch, I don't know), tried to pressure me into the epidural and induction at nearly every appointment. I still refused. Finally, on March 27th he forced me into planning an induction on the baby's due date (which was the 30th). I was not happy, and secretly hoped I would go into labor on my own before. Luckily for me I went into labor that very night, and was able to labor at home for a while before heading to the hospital. I had a very fast labor and was ready to push less than two hours after arriving at the hospital, and no one had called the doctor yet (since it was the middle of the night). He took 30 minutes to arrive (all the while I had to HOLD THE BABY IN). He barely made it in time to catch the baby after I pushed just twice. I tore. Bad. The doctor stitched me up (without any local anesthetic) and chastised me for not having the epidural, saying I wouldn't be twitching from the stitches if I had (we actual have the majority of this conversation on video in the background, it makes me so mad to this day).

This is turning into a long story. Sorry. The med-free delivery was easy and fast, and I felt great even though it was 2:30 in the morning. So after doing this delivery on my terms despite a pushy doctor who wanted things convenient for him rather than me, I decided I wouldn't agree to an induction ever again. We moved to Idaho, I got pregnant and got a new doctor and was ready to do things my way without any pressure. Then we found out about the heart condition and suddenly I didn't have an option. I still did a natural delivery free of an epidural or any other pain medication, but I had to have pitocin. The pitocin was not pleasant. I have had natural contractions, and pitocen induced contractions and I much prefer the former. Pitocin makes them harder and faster. When you don't have medicine for pain, it makes a difference.

Anyway, to make this long story a little less long, I'll sum up by saying that I am disappointed. I will still have the natural delivery that I want, but I don't get to labor at home before being stuck in a hospital bed dealing with overly painful contractions and being tethered to an IV and not being able to do all the things that help relieve some of the pain. I hope that answers your question Heather. I'm sorry if I offended you or anyone else out there that prefer an induced labor, it is not my intention. I just prefer things to be more natural.

Wouldn't ya know it!

2011-05-16T16:06:00.002-06:00

I don't know why I plan things! Things never go according to plan.

I went to the doctor today for a non-stress test and regular appointment. While the non-stress test went fine, the doctor is concerned about the color of my urine, which is brown (delightful eh?). It too is a symptom of ICP, but since I didn't have it until a few days ago, she is concerned my bile salt deposits are going up. She's worried about the stillbirth factor and wants to play it safe, so she moved my induction up one day to wednesday the 18th, which is when I will be exactly 39 weeks. She didn't think it was a good idea to wait a second longer.

Also, I lost 3 lbs and I'm now dilated to 3 centimeters, so she thinks labor is on its way soon anyway. She stripped my membranes in hopes of encouraging it to start on its own. I was all for it since if I go into labor on my own, the need for the pitocin will no longer be there, unless, ya know, something else doesn't go according to plan (but we're not going to jinx it by talking about it). So anyway, a new baby is on its way VERY soon. Wish us luck! And please pray for a healthy baby!

You know you're nine months pregnant when...

2011-05-13T11:52:00.002-06:00

~Random people at the grocery store think its okay to touch your giant belly and say, "You must be due any day." or "Look at your perfectly round belly, that means its a boy!" (I seriously got both at Target today, one from a customer one from the checker).

~You find yourself wandering the aforementioned grocery store in search of small snacks you can hide from nurses while in the labor/delivery unit of the hospital.

~You answer someone who is speaking on the phone and then realize you were just listening to a voicemail.

~Whenever people you know, who see you day after day say, "You're still pregnant!"

~You are afraid to make plans because you might be in labor that day.

~Your neighbors spy you waddling/walking around the neighborhood (with three bored and tired kids in tow) every evening.

We Brunsons' Are A Special Bunch

2011-05-11T15:58:00.000-06:00

Everyone is special, but the Brunson family appears extra special these days. Want to know why?

1) Every year only 1000 babies in the US are born with HLHS. For 2008 Ivy was one of them. Bummer.

2) Of those 1000 babies only a small percentage are born with other birth defects. Ivy is one of those babies too. Double bummer.

3)In pregnant women there is only a 1 percent chance that they will develop ICP (see previous post). Today I found out that I am part of that 1 percent. Triple bummer (at least poor Ivy isn't involved in this one!)

Isn't being special grand?!

My induction is now planned for thursday the 19th. Sorry to all those who guessed days after that for the birth, but for all of you who guessed before there is still a chance the baby could come on its own earlier. Do you know who guessed the 19th? Nobody!! I guess no one anticipated this change in events eh!!

Waiting for Test Results, and Things I'm Looking Forward To:

2011-05-09T21:16:00.002-06:00

Remember how I'm always complaining about my pregnancy itchiness? Well, several weeks ago, it stopped. I was so happy to be rid of that awful symptom. Little did I know that it would return, and the trouble it would cause.

It came back a few days ago, and apparently has a score to settle because it is not showing me mercy. The itching is everywhere, and itchier than it has ever been. Have you ever been itchy on the palms of your hands or the soles of your feet? If not, let me tell you, it is unpleasant. That is where it is the worst. It takes forever to fall asleep at night, because night is when it is at its peak. Even if I do manage to fall asleep eventually, I still know it isn't over because of the two to three times I get up to use the restroom now. I can't stop scratching long enough to fall asleep. I try to practice self control and ignore it, but it is impossible. Even as I type right now, all I can think about is the itching on my left foot and how it is driving me mad.

Anyway, I spoke with the doctor about this very annoying new development, and instead of her normal, "it isn't a big deal" calming words, she looked concerned. She told me about a condition called Intrahepatic Cholestasis of Pregnancy. You can learn more about it here.

In basic terms it is a liver problem that causes bile salts to deposit in the skin making it itchy. It can be pretty dangerous, causing things like preterm labor, fetal distress, hemorrhaging in mom and baby and even stillbirth. Scary stuff. I had my blood drawn to test the amount of bile salts and should have the results by next Monday. If they come back as elevated it means I'll have to be induced. Bummer. Not what I wanted to do. So I'm trying some tricks to jump start labor on its own, so I don't have to get pitocin next week. Here's to hoping it'll work.

In the meantime, in no particular order, here is a list of the things I'm looking forward to once the baby is out of my uterus!
1) Sleeping on my stomach.
2) Having some quality alone with the hubs without being uncomfortable (wink, wink).
3) Drinking water without it giving me heartburn.
4) Not having to pee every 5 seconds.
5) Holding and nursing my sweet new baby.
6) Walking up the stairs without feeling winded.
7) Not being so darn itchy!

Baby time!

2011-05-05T15:09:00.002-06:00

So guess what?! I'm already dilated 2 1/2 centimeters and 50% effaced. The doc doesn't think I'll make it to my due date. I'm just hoping I make it to when Max is coming!! Ps Max, are you still going to come even if I have the baby before you get here? Because I'd still love to see you!! Anyway, time for everyone to guess baby stuff! Here are my guesses, please leave a comment or email me to guess:

Date: May 21 (I can be hopeful to make it that long, right? plus its my bro's birthday).

Gender: Girl (I have to say girl even though I feel like its a boy, I just want it to be a girl).

Weight: 7 lbs 0 oz

Length: 19 inches

time: 7:30 am

Good luck to you all!

Braggin' Wagon Wednesday

2011-05-03T13:04:00.002-06:00

I think I'm going to take a break from braggin' wagon wednesdays for a while. I'm sick of doing them. I might bring them back some time in the future. We'll see.

In the meantime, I'm thirty seven weeks pregnant, my due date is May 25th and I think its the perfect time to guess when the baby will be born and all the stuff that goes with it. I have a doctors appointment on thursday, and I'll gross you out with all the gooey details of dilation and effacement so everyone can guess a more accurate date. I wanted to give you the next day to think about it and then I will have everyone leave their guesses. There might just be a prize for whoever gets closest on all categories.

Here's what you will be guessing on: Birth date, gender, weight, length, and time of birth.

Also here are the details of my previous babies so you have something to base it off of.

Corbin: Born three days before due date (but was induced) at 11:31 pm. He weighed 6 lbs 4 oz and was 19 inches long.

Dexter: Born three days before due date (came all on his own!) at 2:36 am. He weighed 6 lbs 4 1/2 oz and was 19 1/2 inches long.

Ivy: Born eight days before due date (also induced) at 2:13 pm. She weighed 6 lbs 14 oz and was 18 inches long.

Start thinking. I'll ask for your guesses sometime on thursday!

Even when she's sick she's the cutest girl ever!

2011-04-28T16:15:00.005-06:00

Ivy is doing a lot better. She's eating and sleeping again. Her fever is gone, thank goodness, and her oxygen saturations are about the same (she's on 1/2 liter of oxygen per hour and her sats average at 78%, in case you were wondering). She's definitely going to need to stay on the oxygen for a few more days.

Ivy finally gets to enjoy some of her Easter candy.

Anyway, here are a few reasons why she's still the cutest little girl in the world.

1. She likes it when I check her temperature and even picks which ear for me to put the thermometer in.

2. She gets cuddly around strangers again, just like she did for the first year and a half of her life. As soon as a nurse or doctor walks in she instantly buries her face in my belly or chest, and refuses to even look at them. Its sad, but cute.

3. She is suddenly VERY attached to me. Which can be good and bad. She still likes daddy, but prefers me to him right now. I love being loved and needed, because I'm selfish.

4. She discovered that she really enjoys back tickling, hair tickling, and most of all neck and chin tickling. I know it sounds weird, but she will stop crying or squirming the moment I start tickling and if I try to stop she will grab my hand and put it back and say, "tickle". (this isn't the kind of tickling to make you laugh, its the soothing kind, in case you're confused).

5. She yells "my chords!" whenever her oxygen tube gets stuck on various things (like the couch, a chair, someones leg, etc). Then when she frees herself just to instantly get stuck again she yells "Oh! Again!" Its ADORABLE!

6. Whenever I get out the SAT monitor to check her oxygen sats, she puts her finger out without me having to ask, so I can hook it on. She's so smart.

7. And finally, despite being ridiculously sleepy a lot of the time, coughing and coughing until she nearly throws up, and having an annoying tube putting air in her nose 24/7, she is still smily and happy. I'm so proud of her.

And here's a picture of the boys to prove that they do still exist, and we haven't forgotten about them. They've been good helpers! I'm proud of them too! Is Dexter's blue mouth creeping anyone else out?

Sometimes I Need a Reminder

2011-04-26T16:29:00.003-06:00

Always optimistic, Ivy gives a smile despite a very crappy day.

I guess sometimes I forget that Ivy has a heart condition. It's not really that I forget, its just not really an issue all the time. She is healthy and has been for a little over a year, she's small but not developmentally far behind her peers, and she's in the middle of a nice big break before she has to have another surgery. We've been blessed and I think we've taken advantage of it. (BE ADVISED: THIS IS A LONG STORY)

This last weekend I got a big fat reminder that she is not as healthy as she seems. Saturday afternoon she awoke from her nap with a raging fever. When I say raging, I mean it! Neither of my boys have ever had a fever of 103.5, and when I saw that number it scared the crap out of me. In addition to the fever she started coughing and throwing up. It seemed really sudden and it was scary. We called our pediatricians after-hours number to speak with a nurse about what to do. She advised us to head to the ER. We were hesitant to do so since we've done that so many other times and it seems like it always ends with them sending us home without doing anything and getting a big fat bill in return (ie, Dexter's tongue incident of 2008, and the plastic kiwi incident of 2011). Anyway, instead of going right away we decided to take her temp one more time (after the motrin had a chance to kick in), and it had gone down to 102, so we thought it would be better to stick it out at home. Bad idea.

Sunday was worse, and it was Easter, and therefore kind of a sad holiday. Her fever kept going up and down and she threw up several more times. She basically stopped eating and sleeping. Throughout all this time I was periodically checking her oxygen saturations and they were consistently 83% (which is normal for her, bad for everyone else, your oxygen sats are probably in the upper 90's). Monday morning her sats dropped to 75% so I immediately called her doctor and set an appointment for that afternoon. It did not go well. We ended up being there for about 5 hours while the doc ran labs on her blood, she had some x-rays, received some IV fluids, got 2 terribly painful shots in her legs, and had giant q-tips stuffed in her nostrils. It was not a fun experience.

The results came back to show that she has RSV (which can be especially scary for heart babies). The doc gave me the option to hospitalize her for 24 hours or to take her home, start her on oxygen and monitor her myself. I chose the latter. She and I spent a quiet evening at home while her brothers were off at their cousins enjoying a sleepover and Scott worked a few hours later (to make up for the time he missed when he suddenly had to pick up the boys from school and find somewhere for them to go).

She slept better last night, and even woke up without much of a fever. Her oxygen sats are still quite low, but when we went back for a follow-up at the docs, he said they should slowly go back to normal, we just have to wait it out. She is doing well today. She ate lunch, walked around some (despite being tethered by her oxygen cords), and even smiled. I'm relieved, and don't think I'll be taking her health for granted again. She'll probably be on oxygen for a few weeks and will remain contagious for 10 to 14 more days. I guess that means I need to get some subs for nursery........that should be fun and super easy (in case you can't tell I'm being sarcastic. Nobody likes to sub for nursery).

So anyway, pray for my sweet girl to get better please. We love her and need her around. Thanks.

The Tooth Fairy Takes A Day Off

2011-04-25T06:34:00.001-06:00

Corbin's tooth number three effortlessly falls out while eating dinner.

A couple of days ago Corbin lost his third tooth. We did the usual. Put the tooth in a plastic baggie and placed it under his pillow for the tooth fairy. Corbin was super excited.

The next morning Corbin came into my room talking about a Wall-e video game. He went on and on for about ten minutes before remembering his tooth. "I'm going to go see if the tooth fairy came!" He said with delight.

He came back to my room holding a baggie that still contained his tooth. He was confused and I felt awful. It had rained all night long and so I figured out that the tooth fairy must not be able to fly in the rain. It was the only explanation. I mean, its not like the tooth fairy is ridiculously pregnant and occasionally forgets things, especially at night when she's super tired. I told Corbin about not being able to fly in rain, and he was satisfied with the explanation. (phew!)

We put the tooth back under his pillow, and hoped that it wouldn't rain the next night. It didn't and the tooth fairy didn't disappoint us again. Although, if it wasn't for the tooth fairy's husband, who actually made the switch between money and tooth, she surely would have been fired. So thanks for your help, Mr. Tooth Fairy. You're a life saver.

ps...speaking of losing teeth. Do people lose teeth in the same order that they got them? I didn't keep track when Corbin was getting teeth to know if they are for sure coming out in the same order, but I think they are so far. Does anyone know?

For Max:

2011-04-20T19:37:00.004-06:00

Yo yo! I just wanted to help you get ready for our "crochet-bra, party-like-its-1999" adventure!! Enjoy the nostalgia of these AWESOME vids. (everyone else please don't be offended by the content in these videos, they are strictly for jokes, unless of course you enjoyed the rap-rock era of the late 90's, and in that case rock on, man!).

Braggin' Wagon Wednesday: Martha Stewart Sucks

2011-04-20T04:41:00.001-06:00

Remember last Halloween when I made my kids costumes and compared myself to Martha Stewart? Well, I may have slightly exaggerated.....I'm not so much a Martha Stewart as I am a dork with a sewing machine. I tried to patch some holes in Scott's pants and they turned out......well, lets just say Martha would be very disappointed. Who cares right? What's so great about Martha anyway? I don't need lessons on how to make a bed, its not like the queen is coming to visit! And, so what if the pants look slightly "W-T", I'm not a shamed to say that we're slightly "W-T" too! Okay, maybe a little ashamed, but I'm so over Martha Stewart! ps "W-T" means white trash in case you were unaware.

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What happened to good late night tv? I used to have several shows I'd tivo and watch after the kids go to bed, now I'm down to just a few! In a whole week of television. I don't know if its the fact that I read more and that makes tv less entertaining, or if tv is just in a rut, but basically I hate everything besides Community, The Soup, Big Bang Theory and SNL. Reading is better anyway, but I really miss looking forward to Lost.

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Hey, my big sis (or as I like to refer to her, my"best sister friend"), Max, has offered to come and visit in May a few days before Marde does in case I go into labor early. I'm SUPER excited!! (not that I'm not excited for Marde, but Max and I don't get to spend much time together these days, and I miss her like crazy). She and my niece, Regin will be here for like 6 days, and if the baby doesn't come right away, I have a feeling some shenanigans will take place!! I'm looking forward to it so much that I'm HOPING the baby really doesn't come right away so we can spend lots of fun time together. That's right, I'm selfish like that. I'm going to buy us all matching t-shirts and crochet some matching bras for some real party-time. Okay, okay, I'm not going to buy t-shirts or crochet bras, because that's just silly, but I really do think we should have some girl time without any stinky boys around!!

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Fun times coming up......5 weeks left to get ready for baby! WHOO HOO!! Ps. Happy Easter, Ya'll.

Dexter the spider crusher

2011-04-15T09:07:00.003-06:00

Australia sounds like a cool place. Sunshine and beaches, hiking and scuba diving, and lets not forget those awesome accents. I will never go to Australia. Australia has BIG, scary, deadly spiders (not to mention other scary animals and bugs). Ever since I found out that spiders like these existed there, I have known that I will never step foot in beautiful sands of Australia.

I'm about an inch away from completely off my rocker when it comes to spiders, this is no secret. I have the house sprayed every three months to avoid coming in contact with them, but sometimes they still sneak in.

A few weeks ago the kids and I spotted our first spider of the season. It was in the garage. It was big and ugly (I know, I always say that, but I swear it was!). I panicked. Usually if a spider is on the ground I can talk myself into killing it, and usually cry as I do. That is, unless I'm wearing flip-flops, which brings the irrational thoughts of me missing and the spider crawling on the exposed skin of my foot. Of course, I was wearing flip-flops, so there was no chance of me killing it. I looked at Corbin, "Dude, kill the spider!" I said to him, as I backed away. He looked at me with almost the amount of panic on his face that I was sure was also on my face. I looked back at the spider that was running across the ground now. (I hate when the move, it gives me nightmares) A lump appeared in my throat as I contemplated what to do. Just then Dexter walked right up to the spider without a moments hesitation and stomped on it. "I got him." He said very matter-of-factly. I almost wept with relief! Dexter is now my official spider killer (although we haven't come across another one yet, thank goodness). Ever since that day I have had various dreams of Dexter saving the day when I come across unrealistically large yucky spiders. It makes me feel better that he's around to save me. My hero!

Braggin' Wagon Wednesday: I know he's my son...

2011-04-13T06:45:00.000-06:00

Because I gave birth to him and I remember it like it was yesterday, but he does NOT take after me. I've decided that Corbin is too smart for his own good. I don't know if I've mentioned this, but Corbin has a Yahoo Instant Messenger account (courtesy of Scott signing him up), so he can talk to his Daddy while he's at work, or so he can talk to me while the two of us are already in the same room, or he can talk to his grandma Marde while she is at home in Utah. He loves it! In fact, he pretty much drives us crazy with it, but its wonderful practice for his spelling and sentence making, so we tolerate it. (Pictured is the beginning of his career in computers at the tender age of 16 months.)

Anyway, about two weeks after he started using messenger, he decided it wasn't enough. Out of the blue he asked us for a webcam. What would a six year old boy do with a webcam? Skype with Grandma of course. He had signed himself up for a Skype account without even asking us how to do it. He googled "Skype", then downloaded and installed it on his computer. He gave himself a very normal username and password, filled out the necessary information including: phone number (all zero's), address (our actual address), and date of birth (his birthday but with the year changed to 1997, apparently you have to be thirteen to sign up, and he figured out what year to put down to make it work).

Needless to say, we didn't give him a webcam and we had a pretty lengthy discussion about boundaries and how, yes, the internet is cool, but it is also dangerous. He now has more limited computer time, is only allowed to view specific websites, and is never allowed to download and install programs, sign up for anything, or give away any personal information. Who'd have thought that we'd have to limit internet time for a six year old!! I'd think that he was switched at birth if he didn't look exactly like Scott, plus Scott is pretty much a genius too so that is where he gets it from.

In wake of his recent computer escapades I've decided that when he grows up he's going to work for Pixar. He's a freakin' whiz (and we all know those Pixar people are oozing with intellegence), and he loves to draw, its the perfect combination!! Were you aware that Disney has an animation school, the very one attended by Pixar hot shot, John Lasseter? Well it does, and Corbin's going to go!!

note: I am in no way forcing my child into a career he isn't really interested in, he's six, and I joke. Besides, Scott is already convinced he's going to be a hacker and work for the government or something.

Why I Am Grateful For My Aching Back

2011-04-07T14:49:00.003-06:00

Sleep is ROUGH. Even though I am so exhausted, I can't sleep in. Every morning when I wake up I feel like my back is broken, however, I am very grateful for it. I am having a completely trouble free, nearly perfect pregnancy. The baby is healthy without any defects (according to the ultrasound), and that is a VERY big plus for us. The baby is on the small side (like all my babies have been), but is growing well, even though I haven't gained very much weight. I haven't had any bleeding, or swelling, or early contractions, or anything really scary. Every negative symptom that I have (ie. itching, coughing until I almost wet my pants, achy back, being clumsier than normal) feels like nothing because the baby is developing normally. I feel so blessed.

Anyway, I don't have to wait much longer to find out if there's a baby boy or girl in there. I'm at 33 weeks, and I really feel great. I'm still walking the kids to and from school everyday, and luckily don't feel those pulling tendon pains (or whatever they were) much anymore. I had an appointment on Monday, and my doctor is very pleased with how the baby is growing. She did say that it will be small (like the others), and even though I didn't gain a pound the last few weeks she is not concerned. Oh, and this crazy cough that I've had for weeks and isn't related to any cold or other illness, isn't something to be concerned about either. I am hopeful it will disappear sometime before delivery. I can't believe there are just 7 weeks to go. Whoo hoo! So that's my big ol' belly. Not a great quality picture, but you can still see how my belly looks way bigger than the last time I took a pic!

Ps....Congrats to Scott's baby brother Shawn, and his wife, Shelley who had their first baby last week! We saw her earlier this week, and baby Shaliese is gorgeous. I think I'm already her favorite auntie!! J/k, but congrats guys!

Braggin' Wagon Wednesday: Vacation in Utah

2011-04-06T03:11:00.000-06:00

Last week was Spring Break for our boys and it was also conference weekend, so we decided to take the opportunity of not missing school and not having to ask for subs in our nursery class to have a teeny vacation before our bundle of joy makes his/her appearance. We headed down to Sandy, Utah and stayed for just 3 days with Scott's parents.

It was (and always is) so fun!! We saw our friends, Brad and Lisa Bollwinkel, got to visit with my sister and brother-in-law, and of course let the kids spend ridiculous amounts of time being spoiled by Grandma and Grandpa. The weather was beautiful there, it was in the 70's both Friday and Saturday(even on Sunday when we woke up to crazy amounts of snow, it still LOOKED beautiful). Friday morning Grandma Marde, Scott and I took the kids to "the squishy park" at Stacy's old school where they always have a blast. Then later that day, Marde and I took the kids to a museum in South Jordan with Lisa and her little ones. It was free and the boys LOVED it, unfortunately Ivy was in a bad mood and spent a lot of the time crying and complaining (especially after Lisa's little boy, Jonas, tried to give her loves!!). Right after that, Marde and I decided since we were on the west side of the valley we'd take the kids to West Jordan Park (the one with the wild west theme that looks more like a castle). It was packed to the brim with children and a little anxiety inducing for me, so we didn't stay long.

Anyway after all that, we still made time to have a double date with the Bollwinkels while Marde and Ross babysat, see Max and Mark, hit the craft store, have a pizza party, help Grandpa Ross with some computer projects, and watch every session of conference (except 1 hour of the second saturday session). It was definitely a weekend to remember with barely a spare moment to use the restroom (which is often these days)! Thanks to Marde and Ross for letting us stay, and putting up with the craziness for those few days, and of course for babysitting, food, and pretty much everything! Sorry to the friends and family that we weren't able to see or catch up with, maybe next time when we can stay a little longer. So here are some pictures from the squishy park, the museum, and the castle park, enjoy.

Corbin and Dex love this spinny thing. Its their favorite part of the squishy park.

The bucket swings!! The second favorite thing for the boys, and most favorite for Ives.

At the museum. Jonas drives the car, while Ivy tries to keep up on the rocking horse.

Corbin and Dex try to beat grandma at checkers

Ivy's turn to drive the car

Corbin hangs the laundry

Dexter drives while Jonas patiently waits for his turn.

Ivy is the obedient student....

While Corbin makes a great teacher.

Grandma Marde is a former Hula-Hoop champion. Ivy looks on and tries to master the skills.

The kids shop at the little grocery store. This picture was taken moments after little Jonas tried to pull Ivy in for a hug and kiss. She was not happy about it. Poor Jonas!

Dexter can't believe he gets to choose what to put in his basket!! He feels like a grown-up!

Showing off their wares. Can you see me crouching behind them, trying to keep Ivy in place for the picture. She was still upset.

Corbin and Dex pose by the old Model T (I'm not 100% sure that's what it is, I don't know much about cars).

Corbin trying to climb the wall at the castle park, while Dexter tries to manage those pesky flip flops. He came home with very scraped up knees because of those things!

Corbin and Dexter walk the tight rope

Dexter likes to be first!

Corbin came down too fast!

Ivy's turn. She's getting pretty brave these days.

Kids posing in a little doorway. Such a kodak moment.

Phew, the end!

Braggin' Wagon Wednesday: The Greatest Post of All Time

2011-03-29T23:07:00.005-06:00

Made you look!!!!

Well............I already bragged about my awesome four-year-old, my talented husband, and my unique crocheting skills earlier this week. I just spent 90% of the day today doing laundry and then folding it AND putting it away (those three things almost never happen on the same day anymore) and I am EXHAUSTED. Too exhausted to brag. Instead I have a complaint.

Lady Gaga......Is anyone else sick to DEATH of hearing about Lady Gaga? First of all, her music.....well....its awful. Second of all, what the CRAP is with the outfits? Its all for attention and has nothing whatsoever to do with her musical talent (or lack thereof) so why do people care. And DO NOT even get me started on the "being reborn from an egg" thing at the grammys. Sheesh. I keep thinking people will get sick of her and she'll fade away, but I keep hearing about her and seeing her everywhere and all I can think is, what is the world coming to if this is the type of person we look up to? Quit encouraging this disaster of a person, I am begging you.

There. That makes me feel better. If I'm still this exhausted next week be on the lookout for a Katy Perry rant.

And a joke to close: How to you wake up Lady Gaga when she's taking a nap?................pa pa pa poke her face, pa pa poke her face. HA! Sorry. Lame. I had to do it.

I know you regret even reading this post. Sorry, I'm lazy today.

Birthday Boy Videos

2011-03-28T12:32:00.004-06:00

Today is Dexter's birthday. He is four, and magically temper tantrum free or not, he is our cute little boy and we love him very much. We are so happy that he is in our family. He always reminds us that life shouldn't be too easy, and trials bring blessings. He has really been a lot better behaved the last several months, for which we are grateful, and we are so happy to see him growing and progressing into such a funny, crazy, and delightful little energy around the house. We love you Dexter, and we hope you can keep us on our toes this year too (hopefully with a little less crying and screaming, from all of us).

Anyway, you all know what I made him for his birthday, now its time to see what his daddy made him. We are so grateful for Scott's experience with video editing, because our family loves these little video montages (even if everyone else doesn't). We have previously only done them for Ivy, but we decided the boys need some also, so Scott has put together two Dexter videos the past week or two. The first covers his first two years, and the second covers his next two years. I hope you enjoy them as much as we do!

Dexy first 2 years youtube link

Dexy 2 to 4 youtube link

It's a Big Ugly Man-Doll!

2011-03-25T23:57:00.004-06:00

Many of you may remember Stinky Pete from Toy Story 2. You may say that he's not the most likable character, and I agree, but Dexter LOVES Toy Story 2, and has been asking me to make him an amigurumi Stinky Pete for several months. I promised him a few months ago that it would be ready by his birthday, and two weeks ago I decided I'd procrastinated long enough and got started. Ever since the Bullseye disaster from Corbin's birthday I told myself I'd take stinky pete more seriously, and I did.

Here is how he looks in the movie:

And my amigurumi version. Isn't he cute?! The hat and face were pretty difficult, but overall, I think he turned out great. The only parts not made of yarn are the buttons and the hanker-chief. (Ps, the thing in his hand is a pick ax. He's a prospector.)

The view from the back. I worked really hard on this, so while I'm usually all for negative criticism, if you have negative comments, keep 'em to yourself. Dexy is the only critic I need, and I know he'll love it!!

Braggin' Wagon Wednesday: Random stuff

2011-03-23T09:35:00.002-06:00

Dexter's 4th birthday is on Monday. I'm very excited for this birthday because I keep thinking that 4 is when he will magically stop being a difficult child. He can be so hard to deal with sometimes that I seriously pray that I will know what to do with him. I'm not a parent that spanks their children, but he makes me want to reconsider at times, and if he is as difficult at 4 as he is at 3, I don't know if I'll be able to restrain myself.

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I've been slacking on my housekeeping duties the past few weeks (and by weeks I mean months). I struggle to carry laundry baskets up and down the stairs, and folding the laundry hurts my back. I can't keep up with the dishes, it seems like there is always a sink full, waiting to be washed. The upstairs has especially suffered, since that is where we go, but no company really goes. I pretty much only clean what is visible to others. I can't wait to be normal and clean regularly again. That sounds totally crazy, doesn't it.

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Speaking of Dexter's birthday, I am in the middle of making him an amigurumi toy. He's been asking for this toy for months and months, and I must say, I'm pretty proud of it so far. I'm trying to get it finished by the weekend to give it to him in time, and I think its getting close to done. I'm pretty excited for him to see it, he's going to love it. I'll be sure to post pictures after his birthday.

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I think its almost biking weather. I'm excited to get the bikes out, clean them up, and go riding. Can I ride a bike while pregnant? It might not be a great idea since I fall all the time just walking.....Maybe I'll wait till June, but I'm still very excited!

Hitting The Home Stretch

2011-03-21T08:12:00.000-06:00

Awww the third trimester, the trimester of hip and back pain, horrible sleep, endlessly needing to use the ladies room, etc. Not my favorite trimester, but the end is in sight.

Gestation: 30 weeks 6 days

Weight Gain: 13 lbs. With just about two months to go, I think I may be safely under the limit of twenty pounds of weight gain that the doc set for this pregnancy. Phew.

Fetal Movement: This baby is crazy. It constantly moves...I'm concerned that it doesn't sleep enough which means when it is born, I won't get much sleep. Scott even says that at night while we cuddle and I fall asleep, he can still feel the baby moving like crazy for a while.It's seriously so wiggly! You can see my stomach moving through my shirt a lot of the time and all the kids have become obsessed with putting their hands on me to feel it move.

Symptoms I'm Experiencing: Still crazy itchy (some days are better than others), anemia (I had the routine blood draws a couple of weeks ago, I don't have gestational diabetes, but I am very low on iron), fatigue (still), frequent urination, hip pain, back pain, and trouble sleeping.

Speaking of Trouble Sleeping: I try to make sleep easier by having a lot of pillows very near. On any given evening I use anywhere from 1 to 6 pillows, most often 3 or 4. Scotty doesn't complain, even when he is left with only a sliver of the mattress to sleep on, and still has to listen to me complain about my aching hips. What a good guy (he even lets me sneak in naps on the weekends)!

Hey Babe! Sorry I take up the whole bed with my pillows and three big b's. Thanks for being understanding of your crazy pregnant wife. You're a saint.

Braggin' Wagon Wednesday: Making Mama Proud

2011-03-16T07:31:00.003-06:00

On Thursday the 10th when I was dropping Corbin off at school his teacher pulled me aside and said Corbin would be receiving an award during an assembly that afternoon. She told me in secret and had me return to the school at 2:15. Corbin didn't know he was getting an award, and had no idea I was in the crowd. Each class gave 1 student an academic achievement award, and 1 student a citizenship award. Guess which one Corbin got..........Academic achievement! I know, huge surprise right? He never spotted me in the crowd even though I tried to get his attention. But I took lots of pictures when he stood up and totally amazed him when he came home from school and knew about the award and then showed him the evidence that I was present.

Corbin is the first student to receive an award.

Standing in the crowd all alone, waiting for the other kids who also got one to stand.

This is the next day before school. I couldn't get a picture of him in front of the school with his award before because it was pouring rain. (In case you were wondering what the deal is with the hats, it was hat day. Also, Dex is holding up his lunch of a quesadilla that he'd been working on for over an hour, he's weird.)

I'm sure many of you out there have children who've received similar awards (maybe you did yourself in elementary school), and they are probably a dime a dozen, but I don't care. I am beaming with pride over it. Corbin is a great kid and a model student. He always begs to do homework as soon as he gets it, he's the number 1 reader in his class, and his teacher says he's always very quiet and respectful and gets along well with others. He received "Expert" marks throughout his entire trimester report card too. He's so smart and awesome that I can't help bragging about him.

Good job on being such a smart and good student Corbin. Keep up the good work.