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Wednesday, March 31, 2010

Rawr!

A few weeks ago, my mom gave my daughters a wonderful present. Instead of Easter baskets this year, we took a girls' day to Albuquerque. The Walking With Dinosaurs Arena show has been making their US tour, and one of the stops was in Albuquerque. We weren't sure how the girls would do, but decided to try it anyways.






We left the house at 7 AM, made the mandatory Bloomfield Durango Joe's pit stop for breakfast and coffee, and hit the road.






We got to Albuquerque and the arena right before show time. They were excited, but nervous too. We had been watching the videos on Yo*Tube to prepare the girls for the giant dinosaurs they would see, but you never can predict what they will do.






Well, when the first part showed a little scavenger dino eating a baby dino, I figured we were in for it. The girls all started crying over the poor baby. Madison, who was attached to my body from the moment we walked into the arena, sat on my lap with her face buried into my chest. Katrina got better after the mean, baby-eating dino left, and Violet found the whole thing amusing.






They all got more brave as the show progressed, except Madi. As long as she didn't have to look at the dinos, she was ok. They had projection screens up showing live feeds of the action on the arena floor, and Madi found watching that much safer than looking at the actual dino.






Cameras were not allowed during the performance (not that anyone besides me actually obeyed that rule), but I did take this really cute pic of Grandma and her girls during intermission.














The second half of the show was much better for the girls. Madi gathered enough courage to turn around and actually look at the dinos, Katrina was enthralled by them, and Violet just laughed. Apparently, nothing fazes that one!









Since I am a good rule-follower and didn't take photos during the show, here is a video from Y*oTube of what we saw:

















It really was incredible. The details and realism made it worth it to me. Near the end, they introduced the T-Rex. Honestly, this was the part that worried me the most. I mean, really? How else do you introduce perhaps the most terrifying predator in history?











The creators of this show did an excellent job. They had the ankli-something-o-saurus and the triceratops on the floor, talking about the incredible body armor both animals had. Then then narrator asked, "Just what predator would be able to get past these awesome creatures?"





Cue dramatic lighting, intense music (which terrified Madi) and the silhouette of the T-Rex against the projection screens. Then the screens opened, and out came...





... the baby. Yes, they had a baby T-Rex. And when the baby got sassy with the other dinos, they cornered poor baby. And when the baby started to cry, the narrator said,...





..." The one thing that has remained true throughout all of time. Never mess with Mama!"





And out came Mama! She saved her baby by scaring off the big mean vegetarians (always a plus with my little carnivores) and protected her little one by roaring at the crowd. And then the baby would jump up next to Mama and try to roar just like her. I never thought that a dino roar would be cute, but that one sure was!





Now, you would think, given her reaction to the other dinos, that Madi would be screaming & terrified of Mama. Nope. Not a bit. Because she was a mama dino, Madi loved her. She talked to her. She cheered for her. I know, I don't understand it either. But it made it fun.





After the show, we had lunch, bought Easter dresses at the mall (thanks Mom), and headed home. My little dinos were pooped.









But everyone they have talked to since then has heard about the Mama Dinosaur that said, "You meanies stop pickin on my baby!" Because that is what a Mama Dinosaur says, according to a 2, 3, and 6 year old.

Monday, March 29, 2010

Not Me Monday



Welcome to Not Me! Monday! This blog carnival was created by MckMama. You can head over to her blog to read what she and everyone else have not been doing this week.



I have never actually participated in the Not Me Monday posts, but so many interesting things happened in our house this week, I simply could not resist. And so,...

This week, it was not me who...

  • forgot to put the green chilies in my famous green chili chicken casserole, thus forcing my family to eat plain old chicken casserole.



  • forgot to wear a slip the day I wore my beautiful black and white dress to work. With bright blue underwear.



  • had to have a conversation with the smallest princess about why Daddy has hairy boobies and Mommy doesn't.



  • had to have a conversation with the middle princess about why we don't put the fiber optic light-up dinosaur toy on our private parts.



  • bribed the children with food so they would stop talking for a few minutes.



  • wore capris on the day it decided to snow. All day.

So what did you NOT do this week?

Wednesday, March 24, 2010

Haiti Dresses Update

Wow! I have been so blessed to see the outpouring since my last post. I spent last Saturday sewing these dresses:



Then last night I received a package from my awesome friend Jessica. She sewed these wonderful dresses. Aren't they beautiful?


Another friend posted a message at work, asking for pillowcases or material. Her mom is now sewing like a mad woman, making a pile of dresses for me from material donated by her daughters co-workers.
Then, a friend of a friend from Cortez gave me 9 BAGS OF MATERIAL. Not just little W*l-Mart sack, but 9 giant garbage sacks full of material. She heard about what I was trying to do, and searched through her Zircon to find material to bless Haiti's children. She also donated multiple bolts of fleece for blankets.
Tonight, our nanny took some of that material home to make dresses and shorts for little boys. Another friend is making more shorts and shirts for the boys.
So, how can you help? Here are our needs:
  • more dresses. I have material you can use.
  • shorts & shirts for the boys. There is some really cute boy fabric in those bags, and some really easy shorts & shirts patterns online.
  • cloth diapers.
  • blankets. If you are interested in making those, I have a lot of cute fleece.
  • sewing materials. We are using a lot of thread, elastic, and double-folded bias tape. If you cant sew but would like to help, this might be a great way.

Contact me if you would like to help in any way. I would be grateful for any help I can get. It looks like we will probably be going sometime in May or early June, so we have plenty of time. If you leave a comment on this post, I will respond with any info you need. Also, please feel free to link up this post onto your blogs. It is my dream to connect seamstresses from around the country to bless the children of Haiti. Thanks for helping, my friends!

Wednesday, March 17, 2010

The Pest

Don't you just hate it when you are trying to color...













... and this strange thing starts to pester you?







And no matter how hard you try to ignore it ...






... it just will not get the hint and go away?




What a pest!


Tuesday, March 16, 2010

Fashion Forward

My children are doing their part to ensure the job security of Stacy & Clinton .



Anything we can do to help the economy, you know...





Monday, March 15, 2010

Splouch!

What is this stuff, Mom?



I squish the snow Mommy!




This is fun!




Wednesday, March 10, 2010

Back

When Katrina woke up this morning, she was back! She ran into our room, tackle-hugged both of us, shot us a double thumbs-up, then ran out again to find her sisters. Before breakfast we had multiple running trips up and down the hall, jumping on the couch, giggling, screaming, tickling.


I think she was feeling better.


Our nanny said she was in a great mood all day, ate well, slept well, played all day. No stomach pain at all. She ate breakfast, lunch, and dinner. Didn't eat like she used to, before she got sick, but it was more than she as been interested in all month.


Tonight she was silly, cracking jokes with us. Watched a movie, helped her daddy draft a fantasy baseball team. Snuggled her sisters, wiped their tears when they cried, comforted them when Mom & Dad had to be firm. She is excited to go to Grandmas house tomorrow, even more excited to meet her baby girl cousin this weekend.


Although, tonight, after we tucked them in, we had a problem. It was about 10 minutes after prayers and kisses when Katrina started screaming. Daddy ran into their room. Katrina cried that she couldn't sleep because Madison was snoring too loud.


WHAT DO YOU SAY TO THAT WITHOUT LAUGHING?!?!?!?!


I told her to be glad that she didn't have to sleep with Daddy.


But I do think we have our kid back.

Saturday, March 6, 2010

Daddys Princess

I am so sad that it has taken me this long to post these pictures! Oh well, its not like we haven't had anything else going on this month...


A few weeks ago our church sponsored a Daddy Daughter Dance. For my dad and I, brought back a flood of memories from our dance. I was in 4th grade, and I can still vividly remember the details of that night. It was easily one of the best nights of my childhood.


Nina and I spent entire day resting so that she would have the energy to go and have fun. Remember, this was right in the middle of her bout of stomach pain. When she woke up from her nap, we got started on her hair. It took some convincing, but she did allow me to curl and style it. Doesn't she look elegant?





Although we learned an important lesson. Katrina has hair like her Mama. Impossible to hold a curl with just a curling iron and hair spray. Next time I think we will have to use the hot rollers and mousse.


After her hair was done, we had to wait until sisters woke up so that she could get her dress on. Oh, the tortures of learning patience!





But, finally, they woke up!




After we got dressed and makeup on, it was time for the big girl photo shoot. I cannot believe she is this big, even looking at the photos now.




Where has the time gone?






Soon her prince arrived home, and we were able to get some sweet Daddy & Daughter photos before they left for their magical evening.







Hmm...must be his kid...





They stayed & danced the entire time, had a special outing to our favorite coffee shop, then came home tired but happy. I have a feeling this night will be remembered by all of us for quite some time.





Will You Help Me Help Haiti?

Jerome and I have prayed throughout our marriage for God to use our gift of the French language for a higher purpose. We have wanted to be able to help someone, somewhere. And, when the earthquake struck Haiti, my heart sank.





A few years ago, when our pastors were in China adopting a son, God began to soften my heart towards the plight of the orphan. Honestly, I fought it. I thought the only way to minister to the orphan was to adopt, and I was not in a place to be open to that possibility. But, as I started reading web sites and blogs for orphanages around the world, I could no help but be moved. And I fell in love with Haiti.





The day the earthquake hit, it took everything not to get on a plane and get down there somehow. I obsessively read blogs from amazing ministries like Real Hope for Haiti, cherishing each little bit of information, cried over every picture.





Our church is organizing a trip to Haiti soon. I am slightly itchy to be on the plane and down there already. But, until that glorious day comes, I have to do something to keep my hands and mind busy. And here is where you come it.





Many of these orphanages rely on donations from the States for supplies. Things that cannot be purchased in Haiti, or are very expensive. RHFH recently asked their followers around the world if they would be willing to do some sewing for them. And that is something I can do!





I am making as many pillowcase dresses as I can before we leave. Right now, I think the trip will be in a couple of months, so you have plenty of time. Here is a really simple pattern that I used, but if you Google pillowcase dress, you can find many different patterns. Kat and I were able to make 2 dresses in about 2 1/2 hours this afternoon - not bad for someone who has never made a dress before! Here is one for a girl about Katrinas size:












And here is one for a baby, probably about 6 months.











These are seriously the most simple projects I have ever done. I bought more bias tape this afternoon so that I can use all the extra fabric I have laying around our house.





Whats that, you say? No sewing machine? Dont know how to sew? You can still help! Send me pillowcases, or cute fabric - I will make them. Please, link this post to your blog if you know you have followers who sew or would be interested in helping. I would love to have an entire suitcase full of dresses to take with us, hand made by people all across the country who just want to help.





Do you know how to sew cloth diapers? The orphanages in Haiti use cloth almost exclusively, simply because of cost.



Thank you for reading this. Thank you for hearing my heart. Thank you for helping!

Didnt Mean to be MIA

Some weeks, my brain literally explodes with blog ideas. Thoughts, inspirations, funny stories - they just seem to flow & flow. Other weeks, like this one, my brain stops. By the time I get home from work (where I am on the computer all day), spend a few precious hours with the girls, get them ready for bed, get ready for tomorrow, I am done. I just want to sit on the couch for a few moments, snuggled with my honey, and not have to think about anything.


I don't mean to ignore my blog. It certainly isn't intentional. But, above all else, I want this place to be honest. I want to be real. And, I have come to realize that when I am writing a post for any other reason than the pure enjoyment and therapy of writing, it will be forced. It will not be completely true or real. This place has become a form of therapy for me, a way to process how I am feeling, thinking. Yes, I completely enjoy reading the comments of my readers. A part of me loves that I have readers. That people find what I say compelling, interesting, or perhaps even challenging.


But, first and foremost, this blog is a dialogue between me and my Daddy. Some days will be funny, some will not. But, just as I cannot force a relationship with anyone on Earth, I cannot force a relationship with the One in Heaven. I am learning to try to release my perfectionist tendencies, to keep doing what I think will make Him happy just to make Him happy. I want my relationship with him to be true, to be honest. Just like this blog. I know He can handle it if some days I am silent, if some days I inundate Him with thoughts.


Just know, if some days I am silent, I haven't fallen off the face of the earth. I just need to process. I need to be silent. I am learning it is ok.


As far as the girls are concerned, we are doing ok. Katrina hurt through the weekend, but was able to clear some stuff out. Monday & Tuesday, she felt pretty good. Wednesday was a bad day. We made it to noon at school, then I picked her up and took her home. I called our doctor Thursday morning and he wanted her to come in.


He came into our room with a female doc who just happened to be visiting from our Children's Hospital in Denver. She deals with constipation on a daily basis up there. Essentially, she is a poop expert. And, with everything Katrina was able to get out over the weekend, it wasn't enough. The first half of her colon is still very backed up. And, because all we can see in the xrays is poop, we have to get that cleared out before we can do anything else.


And, so, this weekend is colon cleanse weekend. We are giving her Miralax every 2 hours until she no longer has ANY poop in her system. We are looking for clear diarrhea. I am sure you wanted that visual. For reference, right now we are at the pudding stage. TMI, I know. After that, if she is still in pain, then hopefully we would be able to see the cause of the pain. Right now, I am just praying for the pain to be gone. I want my kid back. The pain is not too bad, but she is simply exhausted. No energy whatsoever.


And Violet decided to pick up some respiratory virus. She had a miserable night Thursday night - didn't really sleep at all. We have had to bring out the nebulizer for her, and all the other little tricks to get her lungs cleared.


I have housework to do, dresses for Haiti to sew (more on that tomorrow hopefully), bills to pay, laundry to fold, dinner to start. But, sometimes, the writing therapy must come before the scrubbing therapy. And, now that all the kiddos are down for naps, I need to be quiet. Darn. No housework for a while. Oh well, more time to blog!