UEA Weekend

We went to Grandma's for UEA weekend. This is EVERY ONE'S favorite place to go for breakfast. It's in Salina, UT. It's one of those restaurants that cook all the deep fried stuff that our hearts don't appreciate but our taste buds do. My breakfast wasn't even that great but I'd still call it one of my favorite places to eat. My favorite waitress is Sharon. I wish I would have taken a picture of her when I was there so I could post it. She is so nice and gives us whatever we want. She knows us so well, she gives Maggie 6 or 7 little half-n-half samples that go into coffee. My mom, tried to give it back to her (I think she was a little embarrassed that Maggie drinks them) but Sharon insisted they were for Maggie. Maggie drank them all. Sharon decided to give my kids ice-cream cones before breakfast. The other waitress was shocked that Sharon would do such thing, I could care less. Anything to keep the kids happy before the food comes! Seriously, this is what Max eats when he's there: two scones, one huge pancake, two pieces of bacon, and an order of scrambled eggs. Then he eats anyone's scrambled eggs that aren't eaten. I haven't seen him happier. Well, I highly recommend stopping by the restaurant if you are ever going to one of the canyons. If not for the food, for the atmosphere. There aren't too many places like that around. By the way, I didn't take this picture. My friend Katy took it. I've raved about it so much she stopped there on her way to Richfield. She loved it.

Pumpkin Patch!!

We headed over to the pumpkin patch on Friday and had a great time. They had lots of fun things for the kids to do and it didn't cost us a thing. Maggie liked playing dress up. Max liked pulling the kids around.

Happy Birthday!

Three years old! Seems like yesterday I was riding to the hospital to have her. I still remember the contractions as we drove. I was hoping that I wouldn't be sent home because I was afraid I wasn't dilated enough. Nope, I was an 8+, I wasn't going home. Even though I was almost ready to have her, I still took the epidural.
Another memory was when we about to take her home. She was so fussy at the hospital. I looked at the nurse and asked her "what's wrong with her?" She gave me a look I would only understand days after she was home. The look said "good luck". We had our rough start but she's been such a gem. She always has us laughing. When we aren't laughing, our eyebrows are lifted because she's said something astonishing. Happy Birthday cutie!!

Motha of the Year

Call the Davis County Clipper and nominate me for Mother of the Year!! I give myself all that credit and more because I made chocolate chip cookies for my kids today. Seriously, I did, I stood up for 45 minutes or so and made the cookies. Half the dishes are done too. I was a bit disappointed that my kids didn't scream cheers like "M-O-M! M-O-M!" when they saw the cookies. Although, Michael did tell me that I am the best chef ever. I'll take it. It's just been so long since I thought I could make it through the baking process. What was more incredible was that I didn't eat half the cookie dough before it went in the oven. No, no, I have learned the consequences of doing something as silly as that. The reason why I finally buckled down and made the cookies was that I've been feeling guilty that I am making my kids buy school lunch everyday. I know they won't eat the lunch that's on the menu. I still make them buy because I don't want to make their lunch everyday. Michael will come home and say "I ate carrots for lunch today". That's all he eats from the lunch, the carrots. I am always grateful for pizza Wednesdays because I know they will eat the pizza. Basically, I made cookies to make up for every day the kids are deprived of lunch. I don't think they understand the real meaning behind these cookies. Now that I understand it, I will still make them buy school lunch and I might make cookies next month. Oh wait, Halloween will be over and I can send them with a lunch bag filled with candy. Problem solved. Please, still make that nomination. The contest comes around Mothers Day, and by that time, I'll be really needing those prizes!

I Can't Believe It

If you REALLY know me, you know that this picture pretty much screams my name. This is very hard for me to admit, but this does not look good at all. I am at a point in my pregnancy that I do not like food. Take a few deep breaths, I know this is completely shocking. Last night, I ate Chinese food and when I was done I just thought to myself "I hate food". Nothing tastes good and nothing looks appetizing. I even dread meal time because I know that I HAVE to eat but I am tired of trying to figure out what to eat.

And what's with these "high-end" sandwich shops that don't have pickles with their sandwiches? If they don't put pickles in their sandwiches, what about a wedge on the side? Do you think if I mentioned this to them they would blow me off as a cranky ol' pregnant lady?

Well, now this off my chest I will quit feeling like a victim and head on over to the store....

Chicken Soup For My Soul

Today was such a great day, I can just list all the things I'm grateful for:

1. I am grateful that my Dr. prescribed me 8 mg of Zofran instead of the 4 mg that was given to me in the emergency room.

2. I am thankful for my friend, who after telling her I have gained 10lbs. with the pregnancy, told me she thought I lost 10!!!! What a true friend!

3. I am thankful for Chicken Noodle Soup. For some reason, it's like medication. It's bland, has the protein I need, and just soothes my soul as I eat it.

4. I was able to answer the phone and have a decent conversation with friends. Unlike the day before, where I ditched all phone calls because I didn't want to start crying if I had to talk about myself.

Other little things happened today. I could have kissed the nurse at the Dr. appt. She was very surprised when I told her I was 38. Then she routinely asked if I weighed less than 120 lbs., even after she weighed me. Dr. give this girl a raise!

I am taking all these outstanding moments and running with them!!!

The Secret Password

So, if some internet jacker comes to my site, this in an opportunity to play around with the numbers in my password. Good luck.

When creating my password, I usually put the number of members in my family. That would be 5. A new twist to the number of family members, rather than 5 total, it looks like we'll have 5 kids. Let's figure this out, right now, I have three kids, and somehow my total is to be 5. Yes, I am expecting twins!!!! A bit of a shocker. That means 7 members in my family. Holy cow! I honestly never believed I would have a family so big. I was pushing the 4th, but 5?

Even as I write this, I have a 2 year old girl screaming "POPSICLE". Then there is my 6 year old crying in my bedroom calling his brother a dufuss. It's all about PINK right? Think pink, think pink....

I know that this opportunity wouldn't be given to us if we couldn't do it. So I will continue to think pink and ask that lots of pink prayers are made on our behalf.

By the way, if you find yourself in the diaper area at the store, why don't you pick up a pack of diapers for me!