A Day Late...

Well, I thought I was feeling better, and sometimes I am, but not everyday. I was feeling pretty poor yesterday, and decided to take a week off, but today has been fine, so here I am...

The doctor (Dr. Duhart) who attended Moses' birth died this spring, and a bill legalizing midwifery in Missouri passed the State Legislator last year, so I've been interviewing midwives. I'll tell you, it's going to be hard to beat Dr. Duhart's 5000+ births... 200 just doesn't look that impressive against it.

I also may have just as hard of a time fitting in with midwives as I do doctors. I've been asked some interesting questions: "Are you vegan, vegetarian, or... (they didn't quite know how to put this one) regular?"

They assumed I was still nursing Moses (Nope, a year is enough for me). Also, I don't think pitocin is so evil that I wouldn't gladly take a shot of it if I were hemorrhaging, over trying a few herbal concoctions first.

Anyway, every midwife has a little different philosophy, and I think that it is possible to find what I want... I'll talk to a couple more, I guess. Actually, the first one was professional and relies on real drugs for emergencies. Other than the vegan question, she seemed pretty normal. Maybe I'm not going to find perfection. We'll see.

A new family moved into our branch. They have a little boy Herbie's age named H-- (great name, btw), and a little girl Ruby's age named C--.

I picked Herbie up from nursery to find the visiting Stake leaders and H--'s mother laughing. It turns out that H-- and Herbie look a lot alike, and that they'll answer "yes" to any question asked of them.
"Are you two brothers?"  
"Are you twins?"  
The whole time the Stake leaders couldn't get over how cute it was that there were twin boys named Herbie and H--, until H--'s mother showed up and ruined the whole illusion.

(Also, you can ask Herbie any question starting with, "Do you know... ?" and he'll always say "Yes." But, when you ask him to elaborate, he'll say, "I don't know.")

Ruby met C-- at the branch picnic on Saturday, and Ruby encountered a new social situation. C-- thought that Ruby was really, really cool. I'd say that the other primary kids really like Ruby, but she's younger than them and with the boy her age, who just moved away, it was the other way around: Ruby idolized him.

So this was a new experience for Ruby. She reacted by showing off, and being a little haughty. I watched her dash around the playground barking out what to do next. When they got close to me, I heard C-- say, "Let's pretend we're Disney princesses!"
"No! (nose in the air) I'm going to be President Uchtdorf!" 
C--'s older brother was also there, "But, President Uchtdorf is a boy!"

Ruby was completely undeterred, "I'm going to be a boy for Halloween!"

I don't know how long C--'s fascination is going to last.

On a side note: We really don't know where Ruby's obsession with President Uchtdorf has come from. It's not like we talk about him all the time, or watch clips of him speaking for fun. We think it has something to do with the fact that he wears a suit, and we also think that she's fascinated with his name. But, really we have no idea.

We've all had a rough time finding our shoes lately, thanks to Moses. He's taken it upon himself to relocate our shoes to more interesting places: the bathtub, under the beds, the bookshelf, etc. 

I also realized this week, having never noticed before, that Moses has Woo's body. Probably exactly, but it's still in baby form. I notice it most in his arms and torso, as he scampers around raising and lowering his arms, but I think his legs are Woo's too. After I noticed that, I realized that Moses probably walks exactly like Woo did as a baby. Sure, his butt sticks out, and he can't bend his knees, but I think he's going to move and walk just like Woo when he gets older.

Woo's frustrating week can be described by naming just two companies: Bank of America and Apple. Yes, Apple used to be a comfortable friend, but now that Woo's an app developer, and has to sell his product in Apple's store and follow Apple's arbitrary rules, Apple has become the enemy.

The Bank of America ordeal basically consisted of hours spent on the phone trying to get a simple problem remedied. Pretty much everyone's definition of hell.

Well, that's it for now. Talk to you all later!



Woo started off the week celebrating his 30th birthday. For as long as I've known him, Woo has had miserable birthdays, so based on birthdays-past, I think this one was pretty good. He did work way more than he wanted to, but we did get to go swimming. He, Ruby and Herbie had a good time racing down the slides (it was the first day Herbie decided he could go down the slides). He got some homemade raspberry and strawberry jam, a wrist rocket, some emails, a phone call, a dinner of his favorite foods, etc. We considered going out and doing something fun after dinner, but he was too stuffed and tired, and decided to nap instead. When it's your birthday, you get to decide what you do, I guess.

Right before the kids went to bed, we listened to a recording of Woo when he was 3 years old. We all enjoyed that.

Ruby's had a couple of Amelia Bedelia moments this week:

Woo let the package containing his wrist rocket kick around the bedroom for a few days. Ruby, bursting with curiosity, finally asked him, "When are you going to open your spaceship, Dad?"
Ruby: Where are we going?
Us: A garage sale.
Ruby: Are we going to buy a new one? Are we going to buy a new garage? (After we chuckled) Ruby: We can tear the old one down with a kainshaw! 
Herbie's caught the moving bug. I don't really think that we've talked about it that much in front of him, but maybe we have. Also, his two favorite friends just moved.

When we drive around, he keeps saying things like,
"Mom, when our house is broken, can we move there?"
"Mom, when our house is broken, can we move to that house with the go-cart?" 
 Today, right before his nap, he demanded,
"Mom, I want to move tomorrow!"
"Where to?"
"Salt Lake!"
(What?!?!) "Salt Lake? Why do you want to move there?"
"So I can go to the Salt Lake Temple and get married!" 
I was curious to hear who he wanted to marry, so he went through a long list of impossible choices... me, Woo, Ruby... he finally ended up at his cousin. After I explained that he couldn't marry her, he said, "Ok, I'll just baptize her!" and giggled. Problem solved. I guess.

Well, Moses isn't potty-trained, but he did make significant enough progress this week for me to keep it up. He started requesting to go to the potty, which is really what I wanted to start seeing from him. He's getting it right about half the time, so I assume he'll make progress bit by bit.

Of course, any progress we make will all be flushed down the drain, when we go to Utah in three weeks (just like it always does!), but hopefully, he'll recover quickly when we get back.

Moses likes to get me to chase him. He knows when I'm trying to get his training pants on. He knows that I don't like him to go to the neighbors front porch, so he shoots me a smile, and giggles as he walks as fast as his stubby legs can carry him.

I've started to feel better **I was pregnant with Linus**, although, not totally. I managed to keep on top of the dishes, the laundry, and clean the kitchen. The living room, bedroom, and floors still are in a sorry state, and the yard. The yard's been taking care of itself for quite some time, and probably will continue to do so.

I made some extra money this week watching the 3- month old girl of a friend (easy as pie). For a long time, I couldn't think of anything I wanted to do with the money, until I thought of hamburgers. I started to get giddy, as I thought of spending all of it, ALL OF IT on hamburgers!

When I told Woo of my plan, he actually thought I'd consider buying a grill and some fancy cheeses for a backyard BBQ.

What? Is he crazy?!

That way I'd end up getting like 2 hamburgers, and my way, I'll get like 50!

Plus, a homemade burger is not what I'm craving right now.

Anyway, that was the most exciting thing to happen to me in awhile :)


Time with Mom

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Herbie had a rough morning one day this week, so Woo, Ruby and Moses took off for the pool, and Herbie and I stayed home to do some chores and then walk to the grocery store to pick up a few things.

I don't normally think of having three kids as hard, but, WOW! One kid is EASY!

I felt like we could go anywhere and do anything. Herbie loves doing chores anyway, but we got a lot done, and had a good time together.

Unfortunately, Herbie had too much fun, because he suggested that we do the same thing the next day while everyone else went to the pool again.

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Ruby and I also had a visiting teaching appointment this week. Ruby was thrilled. Herbie and Moses were distraught. We had to hurriedly escape through the front door before a screaming Herbie and Moses could slip out with us. Ruby and I were both tired, which meant that I wanted to sit on the couch and do nothing, and she wanted to move everywhere and touch everything.

We did not have a good time.

When we got back, everything was peace and calm. "Did you guys have fun?" "Yeah. You?" "Sure," but when Herbie said his prayer, it became clear that Ruby and I had gotten the short end of the stick. 

"And Dad and me and Moses went for a walk, and we went to the cemetery, and we talked to the dog, and we threw rocks down the big hole, and we..."

Ruby looked up at me, and I shrugged apologetically. She may not be so excited to go with me next time.

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I got tired of dilly-dallying around Moses and the potty this week, and decided to give it my full court press. He seems to have all the pieces, but is just not getting them all together, when it counts. I think I'll go strong for one more week, and if he doesn't get it together, back off until he's 17 months, and try again.

He's picking up more words, which no one but his own mother would understand, and he spends a lot of his time sitting on the couch and looking at board books (which I love). 

Woo's had better weeks. Partially, in part, because of me. (First trimester with Linus.) It's started to get to him that I've "gone from super-mom to average-mom," which is kind of a compliment, but it's true that I just can't seem to keep on top of anything right now.

He's had to endure meals that revolve around my cravings... beef, tomatoes, lots of salt. Last night I served cold cereal and fruit. The kids were ecstatic. Woo wisely said nothing.

I figure I'm allowed to do it once in my life.

The house is not very clean... I've let the laundry pile up... I think we're both glad that I should be feeling better in just a couple of weeks.



We decided to celebrate the 4th on the 3rd this year. Woo wanted to see the Counting Crows at the Arch, and I wanted a buffer day for the kids between a late night watching fireworks and church.

We started out great (eating BBQ at a deserted restaurant), but it was down hill from there when it started to rain, and we didn't have enough cash for metrolink tickets. Steven suggested that we watch from Forest Park, where we ended up seeing about two small fireworks through the trees.

I'll admit I was mad, but I think it turned out for the best. I was exhausted when we got home, and I probably would've been comatose, if I'd had to deal with the crowds at the Arch. And the kids had a great time at a playground there while we waited for it to get dark. The playground had a lot of fun things that we don't normally see. It was the kind of park that even invited adults to play around on it. 

Ruby ran around part of the time with a pack of boys. She'd raise her fist and her head into the air, and yell, "I'M PRESIDENT UCHTDORF!" A few laps later she was belting out, "1ST AND 2ND BOOKS OF NEPHI, JACOB, ENOS, JAROM, MORONI...!"

The next morning, when Woo suggested to her that most people have no idea who President Uchtdorf is, she stared at him in disbelief. When he told her that she should be saying "Omni", where she was saying "Moroni", that really got her ire up.

How could her Dad possibly know? He wasn't in Primary!

It took both of us and our most convincing arguments to persuade her.

Herbie surprised us by playing for awhile with a couple of other kids on the double decker see-saw, and then spent some time chasing a very outgoing Asian kid. He was very nervous about the fireworks being loud, but nothing loud got anywhere near us, so he was ok.

Most of this week, I've been taking Herbie to the potty just twice a night, and he's been dry! These last two nights, we've eaten dinner 1/2 hour earlier than normal, and he's been able to be dry with me just taking him once! It's almost too good to be true... I hope it's not a fluke.

Moses has been climbing to the tops of playgrounds and backing himself down the tall, twisty slide all by himself this week. He's been our most adventurous kid so far, but he's also not reckless. I had to make a dramatic run across the kiddie pool once, when he'd scurried around to the other side of the deck, and then started to back into a part that was too deep for him.

I wasn't really that worried about him---in the past, when he's backed into deeper water at the pool, he climbs back out on deck after realizing that his feet haven't touched bottom. I mostly did it so the lifeguard wouldn't. But, it's good to be safe.

Woo has toyed around more with the idea of hiring someone. He was disappointed to find that "brilliant boy," the kid he was most interested in hiring is only 15, but he has one mega fan that is a disabled, retired military vet that he's started to talk about it with. A couple of post doc opportunities have come floating his way, but he's not really in a position right now to start on that. Plus, he's not sure that's what he'd like to do. His advisor didn't seem to believe him, when he said that he was making no progress... (but his advisor has sold 10-12 apps :)

I think that we'd both like to move soon, maybe that's the motivation he needs?

Anyway, that's about it for us. I hope you all had a great 4th of July!