Mr. Man

Sometimes I think Ferdie thinks he has something to prove.  I don't know if it's because he was my smallest baby (by less than an ounce), or because he was shunted aside shortly after birth to make way for his little brother, or something else entirely.  But either way, he seems to have it in his head that he needs to grow up.  NOW.

He's putting on weight like it's going out of style.  I don't have a recent weight on the kids, but based on his rolls, he's probably one-and-a-half to two pounds more than Morty at this point.   He's balding like an old man, receding hairline and all.  And his most recent feat: he has a tooth.

Yes, you read that right.  My three month old little baby has a tooth.  Almost two actually.

I can tell Morty's working on some as well, but he's still got awhile before they cut through.  And I'm glad.  Because they're still nursing full-time.

Luckily he hasn't tried anything with his little chomper, but I'm sure he will soon enough.

Post edit: Scratch that: he has TWO!



I revamped my blog the other day (what do you think?), but between then and now, the title got fuzzy.  I created it using an application called PhotoStudio, saved it as a jpg and added it to my blog.  Yesterday the words were crisp and clear, and today they look all pixilated (is that even a word?) and fuzzy.  I've tried re-uploading it, and even made a new one, but to no avail.  If you have any ideas on why that's happening or what I can do to fix it, feel free to clue me in!

Once again, photo credit, this time for the background and pictures on the right side bar, goes to Jonathan.  He has mad skills.

Post edit: Google appears to have fixed the problem--Yay!


Santa Baby

I hate that song.

But what better title?

For this:


And this:


This is a sweet little suit that my grandma made when my dad was a wee little thing.  Rico was the wrong size at Christmas time, but these little guys were just right!

Photo credit goes to my brother, Jonathan--thanks!


Who let the dogs out?

Well, the day has finally come.  We got 4 dogs on Friday.  But if you know me, you'd better know that they don't shed, make messes, or bark excessively.

For that matter they don't bark at all.

Because they aren't canines, they are parts for the washing machine. 

(Were you wondering if I'd gone completely crazy?)

A week or so ago, I noticed that the agitator in our washing machine was no longer doing it's job.  I mentioned this to my dad in hopes that he would know how to fix it.  A new washing machine, or even expensive repairs, would not so much be in the budget currently, so I had my fingers crossed.  He assured me that it would in the "under $20" category, and that the agitator dogs simply needed to be replaced, as they can wear out.  He even pulled apart the agitator to show Tom how to fix it once we had the parts.

I got online and ordered new dogs (on amazon, where else?).  The grand total was $4.79, with free shipping.  They came Friday and (with one phone call to my dad) I had them installed before Tom got home from work.

So for less than 5 bucks and a half hour of my time, my washing machine is all better!

I have mad appliance repair skills, I tell ya.

And that's the only kind of dog I plan on buying any time soon. (Sorry, Ella!)


And life is good

Despite the fact that I haven't blogged in nearly a month, life is going GREAT.  Five kids is definitely an adjustment, but it's not unmanageable.  Morty and Ferdie are absolute angel babies, and the other three are great with them 90% of the time.

I probably shouldn't say this because A) I might jinx it, 2) you might hate me, and D) I can't take the credit, but Morty and Ferdie have been sleeping through the night since they were 7, (yes, seven) weeks old.   Like I said: they are angel babies.  And when I say sleeping through the night, I mean they go to bed between 9 and 10 and wake up between 7 and 8. 

I get asked this a lot, so sorry if this is TMI, but yes, I breastfeed.  Yes, both of them.  Yes, at the same time.  It saves so much time over feeding them separately; I can't even imagine.  They currently eat 5-6 times per day for about half an hour, making about 3 hours of my day dedicated to (and strapped to the couch) feeding them.  If I fed them separately, that would be SIX hours people.  I don't have that kind of time to be sitting on the couch.  I have a twin nursing pillow (that is no longer produced, or I'd link to it), but I actually just ordered this one in lime and am little too excited about it.  (In the interest of full disclosure, I actually bought mine on eBay, and only spent about half... that's the way to do it.)

I listen to a Christian radio station much of the time and they purport to be the "fun, faith, and family way to start your day."  I'd like to assert that Christmas is the fun, faith, and family way to start your year.  At least it was for us.  With my brothers in town for the holidays, we spent an inordinate amount of time up north at my parents' and in-laws'.  And it was wonderful.  I say that there is no better way to celebrate the birth of our Savior than by spending time with loved ones. 

Even if they are large, hairy, or noisy. 

Or all three.


But spending that much time celebrating can take its toll.  I used to say {jokingly} in high school that I was an insufficient bulimic; I binged but I didn't purge.  I think the whole month of December was a giant binge-fest, and now it's time for the purge.

But don't worry, I won't be sticking my finger down my throat.  Much like last year, I will be participating in a health/fitness challenge.  This one is a little different.  If you're curious, you can learn more about it here

I'm excited about it, because it encompasses almost all of my New Year's resolutions and gives me even more motivation to get this year off to a good start.  The journaling aspect isn't one I was looking for, but I don't mind it, and the random act of service might be a little tricky since I don't leave my house most days, but I'm sure I'll find plenty of opportunities close to home. (If I can do something for you, let me know!)

And speaking of New Year's resolutions, here are mine. 

Last year, my resolutions were a little nebulous and hard to pin down and measure.  I will not be making that same mistake this year.  

First: Read my scriptures EVERY. SINGLE. DAY.  Why is that so hard?  I hope it's not just me.

Second: Exercise at least three times per week.  Mostly that means running.  I started running again when the boys were 6 1/2ish weeks old, but it's been hit-and-miss with the holidays. 

Third: Finish my Personal Progress and receive my Young Womanhood Recognition by my birthday.  I could have finished by my last birthday, but I totally slacked. 

Of course, there are plenty of other things I want to get done/accomplish this year, but these are the ones I'm going to focus on.  Like last year, I intend to check in here and update you with the progress/success I'm having, but I don't know that it will be quarterly.  (And speaking of, I'll work on a wrap-up/fourth quarter post sometime soon.)

I should probably post some of the five hundred million pictures that have been taken of me and/or my family/kids, but since most of them aren't on my computer (yet) you just get to wait. :)