A Little of Everything!

I had several funny little things that I have wanted to blog about lately, so I'm mish-mashing them all into one ginormous post. As usual.





News: Lee is wonderful, I love him. I got a Kindle for Valentine's Day, and have yet to put it down. Wyatt is busy. Really, really, busy. Jana has one tooth (and the peasants rejoiced!), and is also thoroughly busy. More on that later.







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As many of you know, I love Chinese food. LOTS. And my favorite place in Rexburg is a place called New Fong's (not to be confused with plain old Fong's). The other night we placed a carry-out order of all my favorites: sweet and sour chicken, fung wong chicken, pork fried rice...YUM. When we got it home, we found that some of the boxes had been labeled- for example, the sweet and sour chicken had written across the top: SS CK. Then I saw this...





Did you glance twice at that label? I did.






Fung Wong ChicKen
*whew* Here I thought the cook was just having a bad night!

Spring needs to hurry up. I can't make Wyatt stay inside on the grounds of "it's too cold" anymore, he'll just put on his boots and go out anyway!






I very rarely take the camera in the bathroom, so this is, I guess, proof that my children bathe.







Jana got a new car seat, in to which Wyatt promptly and lovingly buckled Mickey, then gave him a hug and kiss. I'm trying to tell myself that the fact that he shows such affection and devotion to his toys is a mirror of how he perceives the way a loving parent should act. ...I hope.

She's just cute. That's all.

Grammy came to visit last weekend, and we love love LOVE when Grammy comes!

The fact that I am blogging now, during lunch, is testament that Jana is really officially feeding herself. YAY!

These little cameos made me laugh. Here's what Jana does during lunch. She eats.

Here's what Wyatt does during lunch. He goofs around.

And here's what Skeeter does during lunch. He lays in wait.

Which, frankly, saves me from picking up quite so many food particles.

Thanks, Skeeter.

And now, for a delightful game of...

Where on earth did it go?!?

Where are all the toys that go in the basket?

On the...ceiling... of the play tent!

(Why he can't play in it right side up is a mystery to me.)

Where are the Craisins that used to fill this huge bag?

Oh, of course. In Lightning McQueen's trunk.

What happened to the bag of Trix I gave you to munch on?

...I might have guessed without even looking.

Seriously? Half of Jana's bows are missing! Where are they?!?

In the bulldozer, silly Mommy.

I had baskets of clean clothes sitting here waiting to be folded! Where are they?!?

GAH!!!

What happened to all the play food that goes in your kitchen?

*sigh*

And my personal (least) favorite: where is all the gum from this pack that was almost full this morning?

Hint: Wyatt will return it to me in about 18 hours. *shudder*

I have heard you need a sense of humor to be able to survive at parenting. I admit I was laughing while I took all these pictures...one after the other, over the course of maybe 5 minutes today. I might not be laughing when I finally have to address all the messes that need to be cleaned up/sorted/folded/put away, but I'll still love being a mommy!

I always take a picture of my Valentine flowers...this year my two favorites, red roses and daisies.

And what's a blog posting without a random picture of The Beast?

We wish you love, a warm rest of February, and plenty of generic non-seasonal candy to last that interminable stretch between the Valentine's conversation hearts and the Cadbury Cream Eggs,

LMWJ&S

It's Aliiiiive!

I swear my kids think that when they see me rise, as if from the dead, off the couch with my smeared mascara and my wrinkly scrubs and my crazy hair. Working nights is fun.

So, as promised, here's the "more later." Lee is good, and I am good. Wyatt is almost 3, is cute as a button, and will start potty training next week (heaven help you, Mommy). Jana is 15 months, still has no teeth, and has a very sweet temperament and a very short fuse. Just like Mommy, minus the sweet temperament.

And now a picture feast.




I got tired of Wyatt dragging my vacuum out to play with, so I got him one of his own. He loves it, although he still gets mine out when he has a real mess to clean up.



My kids like suckers.




I mean, they really...




...REALLY like suckers.





One afternoon the yogurt became a hair/floor treatment instead of a snack.




And in the clean up time, Jana fell asleep.





I told Wyatt to show me what Sis was doing. I laughed, and showed him the picture, and we both laughed some more.




One morning while feeding her breakfast, Lee was suddenly struck with how stinkin' cute his daughter is, and had an impromptu photo shoot.




Of course I am biased. She IS the cutest little girl of all time.

Christmas morning Wyatt was up before anyone else. He found his new shopping cart, loaded Mickey and Lovey in, and then went to work opening presents.

Santa made a good call with the Lightning McQueen ride-on. Yay!

The Ariel ride-on was just as big a hit.

Checking out the new kitchen!

Christmas Jana

He'd go play for a while, then come back and just rest on Lightning. It was pretty cute.

Christmas Beast hug

We have only had a few good storms this winter, so I had to document one.

This is in our front yard. I love this tree.

We're using the snowpants, Aunt Marianne! Thank you!

He will- seriously- make a mess deliberately so he can get the vacuum out and clean it up. He actually does a very good job (in both the mess and the cleaning thereof)!

The other day the kids were up and around a little before I was, and Jana found a pile of pancakes leftover from the night before. She helped herself, and just toddled all around the house with a pancake in each hand.

She shared the third pancake with Wyatt. What a sweetheart.

Not only did she eat both pancakes, but she ate a whole bowl of oatmeal and a tub of bananas, plus a bottle of milk and half a cup of juice. Will someone tell me why she's in the "less than 0.1 percentile" for her weight? And while you're at it, tell me where her teeth are?!?

That's all. I'll certainly update more when are plans are more solid, but everything we have planned for now hinges on the location of a job. I can't complain at all, though, we are healthy and happy and we have each other and our beast, and life is good (at first I accidentally typed "life is goof," and I laughed, because it is)!

Hope you are all well and happy and enjoying this beautiful 2010!

Love and chips with a gallon of nacho cheese dip (I love Sam's Club),

M, L, W, J & S

Still here!

Life has been crazy busy these days. I was reading about an internet hoax where someone claimed Taylor Lautner had died (Oh no, not Jacob! NOT JACOB'S ABS!). I thought I had better dispel the wonders about us before anything got out of hand: we're still here! And we're hanging on.

More later, but in the meantime please enjoy this picture from last Halloween.


Lee: Captain America
Wyatt: Winnie the Pooh
Melody: Dr. Crusher
Jana: Lion cub
Skeeter: Elvis

Christmas (Reindeer) Gifts

I got a wonderful surprise in the mail today- a care package from my cute and sweet sister and niece. It had a note that said "To get your holidays started" and came with a funny little reindeer that "poops" brown jelly beans. I laughed and felt loved.

You must understand that poop has been a touchy subject around our house lately, what with Jana's pooping-in-the-tub episodes, and Wyatt's resulting terror of anything to do with Number Two. So when I showed him the reindeer dropping his brown presents and then popped one in my mouth, he said "No Mommy! It's got poop on it! SPIT IT OUT!!"

It took a good 2 minutes to explain that this is pretend poop, in fact it's really candy. He eventually got over it...mostly. He played with that reindeer, making him poop and putting the jelly beans back in over and over. He was totally engrossed...but he never ate ONE SINGLE jelly bean. Here's a video of him enjoying the Reindeer Gifts.

Thanks again, Marianne and Kate! We love it!

Word Bites

I have a fairly short attention span lately. Is it exhaustion? Irritability? Lack of anything interesting to say? Hunger, perhaps? At any rate, my own thoughts have been popping into my head in sound bites- so here's a blog posting of Melody's word bites.
Bon Appetit.

Lee is wonderful. All around. Period.

I am me, and you know what that means.

Wyatt is in full-tilt 2 year-oldness. We are having a great time.

Jana has a penchant for pooping in the tub lately. That's gotta stop- although bless Sam's Club for selling gallons of bleach in a 3-pack.

The Honda Odyssey is officially sold. I had it for 9 days. *sigh* It looks to be replaced by a Chevy Tahoe. That outcome is TBA.

Before you question my Christmas background and accuse me of skipping Thanksgiving (as my honey often does), know this: I AM thankful- for Christmas. I even listened to Christmas music while putting up and taking down Halloween decorations. I love Christmas and everything about it. :)


Now picture bites.


Our first attempt to put Jana's hair up!




I was fairly proud of myself, since I can't even do my own hair.




"Can I have the cam-wah?"




Playing on the new swingset.
In jammies.
And winter boots two size too small.
See what I mean about 2 year-oldness?




We had a pretty good harvest this year.
Lee says, "Aw, shucks."





Thanks again, Grammy and Grandpa!





Can't have a posting without a Skeeter cameo!




She still has no teeth, but that doesn't slow her down one bit.



I came to check on Jana, and couldn't find her at first.




Eating raw corn on the cob. In the office. Good one, mommy.




I love these munchkins so much. SO much.




See Wyatt's black eye remains? It was from a (literal) run-in with Skeeter. If Skeeter's nose wasn't black already, that crash may have done it!




Sporting their Halloween jammies!

He loves to point to his chest and say "See the moon? Hi, moon!" He also says that to the sky at night.

I am having some inner turmoil over her hair. It needs to be cut, but how? Is there a way to fight those two side-by-side-but-turning-in-opposing-directions cowlicks on the crown of her head? (An aside from the doting mommy: Who cares? She is SO cute!)

If you saw the video, this is a better shot of the "cookies." Mmm-mmm!

That's my boy! A delicious plate of nachos right in front of him, and all he wants is a plain flour tortilla. Funny monkey.

My baby lion. We sure love when Monica takes pictures for us!

Even when he empties a bottle of Febreeze on the bathroom mirror and counter, I still love him with all my little black heart.

It was just ONE cookie, and it's not even halfway gone!

A proud moment: the Grandpa smile. Thanks for passing it on, Dad!

Having shared a little picture/word snack, I am now headed for a different snack. Love you all and hope you're well!

Love and a bowl of Reese's Peanut Butter Puffs with (SINFUL) whole milk,

M, L, W, J and S