From Pinterest: Eggs in Peppers

We eat a lot of breakfast food at our house. I found an easy way to dress up one of our favorites: Bacon, Egg, and Cheese Sandwiches. 

All you do is cook your eggs inside slices of peppers.

The egg whites don't stay inside the peppers like I expected them to: 

But they are super easy to cut away with a spatula:

Rachel's photos aren't quite as good as the one from Pinterest, but bell peppers sure do make the eggs look pretty.


We Must Be Poor. . . and Other Funny Things That Adam Said

I have been texting myself funny things that Adam has been saying. These date clear back to the month of April.

"We must be poor because we don't have any tissues in our house. Everyone else has tissues at their house, but we just use toilet paper."

April 2012 (I think I had an eye infection.)
A few days later, Adam got a red, chapped strip above his upper lip from all of the nose wiping. He came out of the bathroom, and in complete seriousness announced, "I think I'm getting a mustache!?!" We all laughed, but while he was brushing his teeth before bed, he was looking at himself in the mirror, quite concerned. "Mom, I think the other kids are going to laugh at me." He was genuinely relieved when I explained to him that it was just chapped and would go away. And for the record, I went and bought some tissues. 

One day, he was really slow getting into the car, so I asked him if he could hurry. "Yeah, I was just looking at the sky to see if Jesus was coming down yet."

Adam told me that his head got too hot for his hair, and he needed me to buzz it off. (Yes, just like Pedro.)

April 2012
Adam and Kaleigh were happily playing with Play-Doh on the kitchen counter when Kaleigh started crying. So I asked Adam what he did to her. He chuckled and said "I just told her she had way too much confidence."

"Mom, just so you know my favorite letter is P. Because that's how I know what button to push to make popcorn."

May 2012
Adam: I'm not going to church unless I can bring my tiger. Mom, did you hear me? I'm not going to church unless I can bring my tiger. Those are your only options. Mom? Can you hear what I'm saying to you?
Me: I'm ignoring you.
Adam: What's ignoring mean?
Me: It means that I'm going to pretend that I can't hear you. And the reason why I'm ignoring you is because you aren't being very respectful.
Adam: Oh, okay. (And then he just walked away. . . !)

May 2012
After taking the bread in sacrament meeting, he chewed it and then very loudly proclaimed, "Mmmmm. Tastes like the Last Supper."

"I would do anything to get a dog. Really, Mom, anything. Like take dancing lessons or buy you whatever you want at the dollar store."

Kaleigh went to Grandma's house for a sleepover and Adam exclaimed, "Finally! I'll be able to get some good rest tonight." I asked him what he was talking about and he told me that Kaleigh talks to him all night long and he never gets any sleep.

May 2012
"I can't believe there are only 26 letters in the alphabet. Really, mom, I can't!"

Adam (while taking a bath): Mom! This is turning into the worst day ever!
Me: Why?
Adam: Because the shampoos keep falling down on my head.

Adam (while eating cantaloupe): I only like this about ten precent. . . so I'm going to stop eating it now. (Please note the spelling of precent. . . because that's exactly how he pronounces it.)

Adam: Mom, can you turn on the bideo?
Madey: How many times do I have to keep telling you? It's v-ideo, not b-ideo!

August 2012
Adam still pronounces a lot of words incorrectly, and he's also made up some new terms. The words stomach and tummy have been combined into a new hybrid word, stummy. As in, "I have a stummyache."

Adam (and Kaleigh) added an extra syllable to Alaska, and transformed it into Alas-i-ka.

Adam adds two extra syllables onto words when he makes them plural. As in, "I have the coughases." (In our house you don't have "a cough", you have "the coughs", which in Adam's case is "the coughases".)

I think he needs to spend more time with Madey, so she can correct his pronunciation all day. Except that Madey's house is Adam's favorite place to have accidents:

July 2012
I guess I need to stop thinking some of these things are funny and start correcting him myself. . .

I finally figured out where Adam got his whole "next day" thing from. Anytime I say that we are doing something tomorrow, he will ask if that is "next day". . . as if he doesn't know the definition of the word tomorrow. I was at Kaleigh's preschool registration and as soon as I heard Adam's former preschool teacher say "next day", I knew he'd picked it up from her. She told me that she never uses the word tomorrow with her kids because she has different classes on M/W/F and T/R, so none of the same kids come back two days in a row. Instead, she always uses the term "next day".

There are a number of other interesting terms Adam uses:

"I get first bath!" That means he wants to get in the bath before Kaleigh. . . with the plan that if he hurries and gets ready for bed, he will be able to play on the iPad while he is waiting for Kaleigh.

"Can I have pretend sleep?" This means he wants to either take a book to bed (on a school night) or take the iPad to bed (on a non-school night). Kaleigh is on the top bunk and Adam sleeps on the bottom, so if he is sneaky, she doesn't know what he's doing.

Adam often asks if it is daytime or nighttime. . . I think this might have started in Alaska when it was still light outside late at night?

And then there was the day Adam told me he really needed some Coronas. He really just wanted some crayons



Sometimes you want to go to Tona, but your husband won't go with you. So you bribe your girls to clean the basement that got out of control when you didn't go down there for two weeks. And then you call your friend, and invite her to come with her daughter. So the five of you go to lunch.

Sometimes they talk you into going to the Union Station to wait for No. 844, the last steam locomotive built for the Union Pacific Railroad. (The link takes you to an article/picture by the Standard Examiner; you can spot Lucy in her purple shorts.) And you run into Derrick's friend, Legend, who has worked for the railroad for seventeen years:

And that reminds you of another time you got talked into doing something . . . when you stayed up until 4:30 am editing/rewriting a sixteen-page Process Manual for the Union Pacific Railroad. (If anyone ever needs a copy of that, I can hook you up. And don't worry, Legend gave me a Union Pacific beanie. . . so we're totally even.)

Sometimes you have a really fun time people-watching. And eavesdropping. This conversation was the best. There are some people who take trains very seriously.

Sometimes trains are extremely slow and the kids get tired of waiting:

So they steal your phone and take a bunch of pictures like this: 

Sometimes the train finally comes, but it is so loud that you don't want to get very close to it:

And Rachel gets really disgusted and says, "Are you telling me that people actually used those trains? Like for transportation?!?"

So then you drive over to the Amphitheater Park where all sorts of things for the XTERRA Games are taking place. And while you are registering your kids for the XTERRA Kids Sprint, they turn part of the obstacle course into a launch pad: 

Sometimes the race starts and you sit there taking pictures of all of the kids, waiting for Kaleigh to speed by:

But you have to wait for a very long time because she is at the very end:

Sometimes you are really glad that you got talked into going to see the train. Because if you didn't go see the train, then you wouldn't have gone to the XTERRA race, which was really cool. 

Sometimes you wish other people would realize how awesome Ogden is. This is the (very small) group of kids who participated in the free race:

Sometimes Rachel gets crazy excited about medals: 

And sometimes this girl gets crazy excited about sugar.

 Nevermind. That actually happens all of the time.


Swimming on the First Day of Fall

Cannonball contest: 

Diving contest: 


And some good times spraying kids as they jumped off the diving board:


Raspberry-Peach Jam

Thursday: Welcome Back to Real Life

Woke up at 6:30.
Rachel and Lucy to school by 8:00. 
Then straight to the Ogden-Hinckley Airport to celebrate the first commercial flight: 

(I actually landed at the Ogden airport on a commercial flight out of Cancun some twelve years ago. It was a bit of an emergency landing in the middle of a winter snowstorm. We hit hard and everyone screamed.)

I didn't realize Steve was speaking until I got to the airport and saw that he was wearing a suit. As soon as they announced Steve's name, Kaleigh loudly repeated, "Steve Ballard?"

Kaleigh started out ornery, but all she needed was some candy and then she cheered right up. She bounced around talking to everyone, asking if they had babies, if they were grandpas, if she could go to their houses, etc. We had a fun time, partly because we won some cool prizes (Just Dance 2 and a Napoleon Dynamite sticker book) and partly because there was confetti. 

We left when Channel 4 and Fox 13 News were interviewing Steve. Because I figured they didn't want Kaleigh running up to him while the cameras were rolling. If you watch the news clip, you will see that Steve is an "Ogden Businessman". I don't know why that struck me as funny, but it did. 

To the hospital for my 9:45 post-op appointment with Dr. Moesinger. I had to sit in the exam room for almost an hour, but sometimes you have to wait for good doctors. The surgical report was good, and I shouldn't have any more problems with adhesions. Which is fantastic. Because I don't need any more scars on my stomach. 

I mistakingly thought that after having so many surgeries, I would be better at it. But it turns out that surgery is hard, regardless of how experienced you are. It was a solid week before I felt like I wanted to get up out of bed. And then this last week has been the transition back to real life. (Which is actually far more exhausting that sitting in bed all day.) But I am thrilled to be feeling better. 

Dr. Moesinger shook my hand and told me to let him know if there was anything else I needed. So I told him I could really use a handicap parking pass. He had already commented that I had my hands full with Kaleigh, and since I still can't lift her for a little while longer, he said he'd be happy to sign off on that. Not quite as exciting as supplemental insurance, but still a pretty awesome consolation prize for having surgery. We drove straight to the DMV to pick up the form, and then it was off to Sonora Grill to grab a quick lunch and take a few pictures of the newly-opened Walk Up & Take Out window:


Speedy service from the take out window is just what I needed. Because then I hurried to pick up Rachel and Lucy from school at 12:45 and drove back home to change Kaleigh into her green dress for "green day" at preschool. I honked five times for Rachel and Lucy to get in the car so we could get Kaleigh to preschool by 1:15. 

Back over to the elementary school at 1:30 for parent-teacher conferences. For the first time ever, I was really nervous about meeting with the teachers. . . specifically, Adam's. 

Adam had an incident on the fourth day of school that landed him in the principal's office. (He didn't want to go inside from the playground, and the vice principal ended up having to carry him inside. He was upset about not being able to play and refused to go to class, so he spent some time in her office.) 

His kindergarten teacher said that Adam is learning the rules and is very nice to the other kids in class. And then I was very relieved when she said that Adam was not the worst behaved child in class. "I don't know why you would even ask that!" she said. Well, it turns out he is the worst behaved child at home. And at Grandma's house. And at Primary. And half the other places we go. But with twenty-one days of kindergarten under his belt, he does seem to be improving.  

Adam is a bright kid, but he's never been interested in coloring or writing of any kind, so he has a lot of work to do when it comes to handwriting. He has a lot of work to do in other areas as well. . . but he's the third child. . . aren't they supposed to learn how to do everything by themselves?

Anyhow, his teacher told me that he has an unusually good sense of humor. And that he is really fun to have in class. I'm sure it helps that he is cute. 

I really like Lucy's teacher. She was the perfect teacher for Rachel last year. . . she is probably the perfect teacher for every child. She told me that she is encouraging Lucy to write down her thoughts since she doesn't have time to listen to all of them. What a fabulous idea. She told me that Lucy has a story to tell about everything. . . which was no surprise to me. Here is one of the papers that Lucy wrote for "free write". 

Rachel's teacher started by showing me that she aced the End of Level test in Language Arts last spring: 

Since Rachel excels in Language Arts, her teacher asked if she wanted more homework. Rachel and I both voted no to that option. And then we talked about Math. . . She got a super low score on her Math pre-test, so we identified some areas that need improvement (multiplication 7-12, fractions, measurement systems). I think this is the first time that Rachel has ever really struggled with something at school. Rachel was a good sport about the whole thing, so I gave in and bought her this book that she wanted from the book fair. She has had a hard time putting it down. 

Back to the hospital to get the handicap pass signed by Dr. Moesinger, called Steve to go pick up Kaleigh from preschool, back to the DMV, and then we waited in line for this cool thing:

We had a 3:30 appointment at Fat Cats to meet up with Steve and his sister, Karen, who is visiting from Iowa. I wish I had taken a video of Kaleigh playing this arcade game. She was yelling "Take that! Take that, shark. Take that!"

I stayed with Kaleigh and Lilly in the Kid Zone while the others played a round of miniature golf and rode the bumper cars. I was watching the clock closely. Jimmy's Flower Shop closes at 5:30,  and after five years, they finally posted Lucy's name. This was discovered earlier in the day on one of my five hundred trips across town. I fully anticipated a lot of excited screaming, but as we drove by the sign, Lucy was speechless. 

She did want to know if I had asked them to post her name. And then she wanted to know if we were going to stop. (Yes. . . of course!)

We joined up with Karen and Steve's parents for dinner at Kneader's. As we were walking to our cars in the parking lot, Karen asked me to take a picture of Rachel, Lucy, and Lily. But there was a construction site on one side of us and the bright sun coming from the other direction. So we took a little walk over to the Ogden River and ended up at the interactive Water Cycle sculpture:

And then we ended up at the Ogden River High Adventure Park. My kids love that park. Phase 2 of the project will include zip lines. 

We said goodbye to Karen and Lilly: 

And Lucy decided she wanted to take her rose to her piano teacher, so we stopped by her house on our way home. 

Steve hauled the recliner into the middle of the kitchen and told me to sit down and boss everyone around. Rachel and Lucy picked up the disaster in the family room. Steve washed a load of laundry and cleaned off the kitchen counter. 

And then, together, we canned a batch of Raspberry-Peach Jam

We watched Rachel and Lucy play a few rounds of Just Dance (their motivation to clean), and Steve quickly reorganized the overflowing food storage room. And then he left to go to Sonora Grill. 

I laid down to take a little nap until Steve came home and fell asleep, fully clothed, on top of my bed. And slept that way WHOLE night. I can't remember that ever happening before. . . that's how tired I was. 

And since I didn't respond to Steve's text asking if I was awake, he just stayed up and worked all night.  

I don't think I could have handled the day with Adam, so thanks to Grandma Jean for taking him to Idaho for a few days.