Wrong tax website

So I clicked on my own link to get to the free tax help website to schedule an appointment and OOPS! I put the wrong one down. It's UtahTaxHelp.org. Not com. Sorry if anyone actually tried to go use the services and thought I had stuffing in my head, but now it will work!

Brilliant Boy

Elijah is 11 months old and absolutely fascinated with putting things into other things. I find crayons in the recycle bin, his glowbug in the dirty laundry, and cookies in the toy box. I have a lot of bins around to organize the stuff of life, and most of the toys are separated by toy type. The other day Elijah and I had put away the crayons in the crayon bin, and had moved on to putting away a building set kinda like huge Legos but not really. He picked up each piece, looked at it, and put it in the bin. Over and over and over. He picked up a crayon we had missed, looked at it, and put his hand over the building set bin. Then he froze. Utter confusion passed over his little face, then he looked all around, almost panicking, for the crayon bin. I slid it off the shelf and into his line of sight. A wave of relief flooded his expression and, shreiking happily, he put the crayon into the crayon bin with a satisfied "AAAAA!" Then it was back to the building set. I was so proud of my little guy! He is already a sorter, an organizer, an arranger. A genius! I LOVE MY BOY!

Free Tax Preparation

I just found out about this program called VITA (Volunteer Income Tax Assistance). This is from their website: "VITA is a program implemented through the statewide EarnIt.KeepIt.SaveIt. Coalition made up of local community partners. The coalition works to recruit volunteers that proved free tax preparation services to low-to-moderate income households... If your household income is under $49,000 a year, you may be eligible for free tax preparation from IRS-trained community volunteers." WOW! How awesome is that?! I don't think I'm divulging too much when I say that our family comes in below the 49/year mark and we will be participating in these services. I'll let you know how it goes! Go to UtahTaxHelp.com.

Congratulations Kelsey and Spencer!

Kelsey and Spencer are getting married! Hooray! I first met Spencer at Kelsey's birthday party about a year and a half ago. Kelsey had told me about him prior to the bash and told me he would be the one with a mustache but to not let him know I knew anything about him. He was indeed sporting a big fat hairy one but I just pretended that he looked normal and then I pretended that I didn't know all about him already. ANYWAY, Spencer has been a part of our lives since then and has attended major Moore family events such as Miriam's birthday party and Elijah's hospital stays, along with babysitting for us on our anniversary and other sundry nights. He and Kelsey hosted Thanksgiving dinner for us as well as my parents, Spencer's brother, and Spencer's mom. Brent likes that he is a fellow proud hair-shaver. I like that he will do all the research on major purchases and tell me about them. We ended up buying the virtually same tv on black Friday. Miriam likes that he has a Mexican league soccer team. The Pumas, if you were interested. Elijah just like him. Any time that Kelsey is going to come over, Miriam always asks "Is Spencer coming too?" I always have to text ahead of time because if he's not, I have to prepare her for that. We're so excited that he's going to be a permanent part of our family. CONGRATULATIONS TO KELSEY AND SPENCER! If you'd like, you can read Kelsey's post about the engagement on her blog.

New Year New Look

So on New Years Day we decided to go sledding. We borrowed some sleds from the neighbors and headed out to Union Park. The park is just down the street has only one very small hill. It's not a huge magnet for sledders, but was exactly perfect for us. We had a fantastically amazing time. Miriam was a sledder extraordinaire. She loved coasting down the icy hillside. Really, it was only about 50 feet and even I liked it. And I don't like activities in the cold outsideness. Miriam decided to go by herself, and she did amazingly well. But on her second solo flight, somebody (okay it was me) put her sled on a direct collision course with a tree. The sled hit the tree. Miriam flew off the sled. Miriam's face hit the tree. Oh the guilt. She was scraped up, her nose was crooked, and there was tons of instant swelling, so we headed for the car and took her to the local docinthebox. When we arrived, we had nothing but shuddering sobs. After we got settled down, Miriam was much more animated about this adventure. And when the doctor told her that because she was such an awesome patient she could have tokens to the toy machine, she was absolutely energized! Amazing what a ten-cent toy can do for a girl. She had an x-ray, and still likes showing people how she had to hold her head. All of her bones are perfectly intact and her septum is straight. No more guilt! Anyway, here's a track of the first few days...


Day one: This is when we got home from the doctors. She's still in a lot of pain, but is an absolute trooper.











Day two. This might have been the worst of the swelling days. Remember on Willow when everybody was getting turned into pigs? She was sporting the half-way between human and pig look. Very cute.










Day three. Still kind of swollen. A lot more bruising. I don't think the flipping off is intentional. Then again, maybe she realized it was me who aimed her sled for the tree...







Day four: This was probably the worst bruising. It was this day that she looked in the mirror and said "I'm a monster from PBS kids dot org!" She didn't seem too sad about it, but I was a little sad to hear that that was her opinion of her own reflection.

Day 7: Today: The swelling has mostly gone down and the bruise is more green than anything. Even the black streak under her eye is more lavender than purple. And yes, I know she has the same hairstyle and pajamas on as she did on day 2. But I have proof that she has changed clothes since then!

We did it!

We did it! We did it! We did it! We did it! Yeah, lo hicimos! We did it! Imagine, if you would like, Miriam, Elijah, Brent and I along with even JoAnn and Zeke doing the Dora Victory Dance. Why? BECAUSE OUR BASEMENT IS DONE! AND IT IS BEAUTIFUL! Okay, so we really didn't DO a lot, just watched all the workers come in and out and out and in. And we painted. And that's a bigger job than it sounded like when we initially said "oh yeah, we can paint..." BUT IT'S DONE! We finished one big play/tv/office room, a bedroom, and a bathroom. There are 8 doors (do you know how long those take to paint?), two colors of wall, white ceilings, a granite shower, and a warm happy feeling. We still have an unfinished bedroom, along with the washroom/storage room that will probably always be unfinished. We gained three closets (some of my favorite things), a place for guests, and virtually twice the house we had before. They finished everything the Monday before Christmas and we started moving in. We have already hosted our first houseguests-who-get-a-real-place. Brent's grandma died and Steve and family stayed with us while they were in town from California for the services. While he was here, he helped us get our internet set up a lot better than we had it. Phew. Somebody has to take care of us. Anyway, here is a before and after shot. The before shot was taken from the bottom of the stairs, which is about ten or so feet in front of where I took the after shot. I also would like to show you the wall behind where I was standing, but Ikea was out of the bins that we wanted, so everything on my flashy new shelves is in reusable grocery bags. So I'll wait on that, but you get the picture that this is AWESOME.


Needless to say, we absolutely LOVE IT!

Real Simple!

I rarely read magazines, but I love Real Simple. It's fabulous. AND RIGHT NOW YOU CAN GET A YEAR'S SUBSCRIPTION FOR ONLY FIVE DOLLARS! It's one of Amazon.com's big deals right now. If you want, you can head over there and snag the thing through tomorrow night.

Always guess conservatively

I have learned in my life that if somebody excitedly asks you to guess what grade they got on a test, guess like an 85%. That way, when it's a 92%, it'll sound fabulous. If you would have ventured a 100%, then the 92% would in turn seem a little lackluster. When Brent comes home from playing basketball and asks me to guess how many baskets he made, 4 is a much better guess than 14. Because then the answer will impress. Just this week, I was the one that got to impress with the real answer. Elijah had his 9 month checkup. We were about a week and a half late with the checkup because our normally scheduled appointment on his actual 9 month birthday got postponed due to an extended vacation in Boise where we were waylayed with H1N1. So as we were waiting in the exam room, Eli was gollum-crawling around, pulling himself up on everything, trying to work the blood pressure gadget, and in general being a pretty typical 9 month old little boy. The doctor came in and welcomed us, commented on how well Elijah was moving around and of course how adorable he was. He then looked at the chart and said "9 months? I would have sworn he was 12 months based on his getting around!" Even though I knew the game, it still made me feel good. Yes, my 9 month little boy is performing at the level of most 12 month olds. Aren't I a wonderful mother? He's down to the 50th percentile of weight, but still in the 85th percentile of height, which makes him the same ratio of height to weight as Miriam was (and presumably still is) on most of her chart but I think that's off a bit because Eli is admittedly a lot squishier than Miriam ever was although it could be the difference between boys and girls... ANYWAY, at the end of the appointment, I asked for flu shots for both Elijah and Miriam. The doctor poked his head out the door and asked the nurse if she had vaccines for Elijah who is 9 months and for Miriam who is (at this point, he turned back to me and asked) "four?" I smiled and said "two." The girl is precocious and knows it, but there is no way she could pass for four. So here is my advice: ALWAYS GUESS UP. OR DOWN. Whichever is more flattering. People will always want to be around you.

Frazzled

Do you ever feel like you're behind in absolutely every aspect of your life? That there are about ten million projects that are half done and waiting for you to get back to? That you think you know what's going on in your church calling, but are about a month late with anything you do? That you think you know what's going on with any work-related happenings, but really you're way off base? That any time you sit down to get caught up with bills or paperwork or anything else that you can't focus for long enough to even find the project? That every room of your house needs a scour-down or at the very least a tidy-up? That you have all these awesome ideas of how to do things better but the thought of implementing them seems virtually impossible? That by having virtually quit posting, you're letting down the blog followers that have developed a deep appreciation of your wit and wisdom (and rightly so)? Then you, my friends, know how I'm feeling now. Sigh.

An ineffective punishment and a grand compliment

Miriam is absolutely amazingly wonderful and I love her to pieces. One thing I love about her is her determination. Unfortunately, it causes at times some motherly frustration. Something that we struggle with is getting dressed. It's not that she minds wearing clothes, she just doesn't like putting them on. She has developed a habit of running laps (down the hall, through the bedroom, the bathroom, the kitchen, and back to the front room and the hallway again) any time I get clothes out. I didn't want to make it an issue, and figured she was old enough to be embarrassed, so one day last week I told her that if she wasn't dressed, she'd have to come running errands with me in her jammies. She may be old enough to be embarrassed, but she is not embarrassed by wearing jammies in public. She thought it was awesome. So much for that route. I now give her a piece of her Halloween candy for every item of clothing that she puts on. It works much better. It's only bribery if it's illegal, right? Anyway, after we got home from the jammies-in-public event, it was lunchtime. She chose to have a cold hot dog stick (as in not cut up) with ketchup to dip-dip in, cold canned green beans, and some cheese cubes. I almost gagged as I watched her dive in, but my little mama heart just melted when she enthusiastically and through a full mouth said, "This is the best dinner I ever had! I love the taste!" Ah, a little appreciation sure goes a long ways!

The first cut is the deepest

After much discussion and debate, we have decided to finish the basement. Brent would have done it a year ago, I needed more time to realize that it will be well worth it. We hired a contractor, moved all our stuff to the corners, and they started last week.

This is the north wall of our basement as of last Thursday morning:

And this is the same wall tonight:

The process has begun! We're going to have a large play/family/tv/office room, a bedroom, a bathroom, a storage area, and an unfinished bedroom/additional storage area. I am so excited for this! I usually get terrible cases of post-decision dissonance, but I'm really excited for this! HOORAY FOR STEVE THE BUILDER!

Gentlemen, start your engines!

Elijah loves food. There's just no getting around it.

A few weeks ago, I figured Eli would be crawling within the week. He was just SO CLOSE! I would surround him with his favorite toys and wonder why he just sat there crying. Last week Brent figured out that I was using the wrong kind of bait. FOOD. In one afternoon spent with his dad, Elijah crawled to cookies, crackers, and cheese. The only times he didn't get there were when Miriam took pity on him and moved the food closer so he didn't have to struggle so much. The next day, a mom got goldfish out for her kid during storytime at the library. Eli honed in on it and took off. Now he can go pretty much anywhere he wants to and he is simply pleased as punch about the whole thing. He is so much more content and happy and it is so fun hearing squeals of delight when he gets to something he's been working on. He has a hitch-in-the-get-along technique that we call the Gollum Crawl. He crawls on one knee, but uses his foot on the other leg. He cruises along at a pretty good clip considering that last week he couldn't even hold himself in crawling position. Eli's cousin Henry was the first kid I ever saw use the Gollum Crawl and I was fascinated with it. When Eli started doing it I was thrilled! It's definately hereditary. Anyway, I was going to put on a little clip of Elijah going after a goldfish. It's completely adorable. But I can't find the camera right now and don't want to look for it. When it shows up, however, you'll be the first to know!

Things I Love #4: Orson Scott Card

In celebration of Columbus Day, there was an article in the paper this morning about how kids these days are getting a more rounded view of Christopher Columbus, such as that he really didn't know where he was going or getting into and that through his efforts he brought smallpox to the Americas and killed off thousands of Native Americans. Quite frankly, the most I remember about my Columbus lessons was the Nina, Pinta and the Santa Maria and that we got banana boats with our school lunch. But between the Columbus article and today's celebration of Columbus Day, I remember one of my all-time favorite books by one of my all-time favorite authors. "Pastwatch: The Redemption of Christopher Columbus," by Orson Scott Card tells of a future where people have invented a machine that lets a person see what happened in the past. They are the researchers of the future watching past actions and listening to past conversations, discovering how things came to be the way the are. When these people of the future find that the resources of the world can no longer sustain life and that their future will not exist beyond two generations, the pastwatchers decide to intervene in the past. They choose Christopher Columbus' search for a water passage to the east and ultimate "discovery" of America as the key event that will make the future happy and healthy for all humanity. It is a fascinating voyage both through the histories of Europe and Latin America and through "what would have been if..." I love the research that Orson Scott Card shows by the detailed historical references that are laced throughout his writing both in this book and many others. Another thing I love is his focus on interpersonal relationships and how many of his characters' thought processes include how they should word or phrase an idea for the receiver to understand it in the way it was meant. This makes the characters much deeper. It helps me to consider how my tone may be taken by others, as well as considering that the way I initially take somebody else's mean tone may not be the way he meant it. It also makes for fascinating parallel books, where the same interaction is shown from another character's point of view and the whole meaning of the conversation is different. It makes for quite enjoyable reading. Orson Scott Card is on my personal list of fascinating people I would like to meet. I am just amazed at his ability to depict history and its influences on the future, his understanding of the human character and how we relate to each other, his imagination of how the future could be, and the manner in which he combines it all. There are some Orson Scott Card books that I didn't like (Magic Street, Songmaster, and Homebody for some), and some that I enjoyed but don't recommend highly (the Alvin Maker series, Empire, and Saints), but I think that makes my enthusiastic recommendation of others even stronger. The Ender series (starting with Ender's Game, then following through Ender's lifetime with Speaker for the Dead, Xenocide, and Children of the Mind, then starting over with Ender's Shadow [taking place at the same time as Ender's Game but focusing on a different character], and following the lives of the other battle school kids in Shadow of the Hegemon, Shadow Puppets, and Shadow of the Giant) is wonderful albeit a bit tedious if you take them all back to back. The Women of Genesis trilogy (Sarah, Rebekah, Rachel and Leah) and Stone Tables, the story of Moses, are interesting and thought-provoking takes on Bible prophets and events. Enchantment is a delightful dip into fairy tales and fantasy whose main character is a distance runner. I read this one for the first time while I was dating Brent who is also a distance runner, so my view of it could be clouded by rosy glasses of happy happy times, but it only enhances the joy. And Pastwatch: The Redemption of Christopher Columbus is simply fascinating. I highly recommend it. Oh, and Happy Columbus Day!

Hay-Maze-ing

Last year I discovered that Engh Gardens on 7th East in Sandy has an amazing setup for kids in October. They have a hay maze, a pirate ship, all sorts of put-your-face-in cutouts, and it's all for free. FREE! My kind of place. If you live in the Salt Lake area and have kids, you absolutely should go. We spent the afternoon there with our whole family, plus Shauna and Charlee, and had a great time. Charlee loved the pirate ship, but my kids were all about the maze. I have had my share of corn mazes, and they're one thing that I can honestly say I don't like and I don't want to like them. But hay mazes are definately the way to go. We went through this one a lot. And I never once felt trapped, exasperated, anxious, bored, or even mildly irritated!

Elijah is becoming quite the walker. After being carried and flown through many times, he fought and struggled to get on the ground and in charge of himself. He is a very determined little boy in many many ways. Brent held his fingers through the first half and I tagged teamed to save Brent's aching back and held him up through the second. I can attest that he chose where and when to turn. If I tried to make him go down an aisle he didn't want to, he dug in deep with his heels and gritted his gums together. He only made one wrong turn and that was when he followed Miriam (who had lapped us) go down a dead end. I'm fairly certain he did just for fun and completely on purpose. When they got to the end, Miriam put her hands on her cheeks and said "OH NO!" Elijah laughed, turned, and headed straight out the end. What a boy! And just to glimpse the joy of the hay maze journey for him...

And one more thing... what happened to my cute little baby? This kid is practically a toddler-adolescent-adult!!

Let the celebrations commence!

The grand annual Moore Family Halloween Party took place last night. It sure felt early, but here we are weeks from Halloween and we already have all our costumes not only decided on, but gathered and prepared.

This is us having a great time at the party. I'm a bat (the wings are made from an umbrella and though you can't see them are fabulous), Brent is Grandpa Moore (who when we went through his closet after he died had innumerable white button up shirts and about fifty virtually identical v-neck sweaters varying only in the weave and slight shades-of-gray/blue changes), Miriam is a doctor (notice the no-nonsense aura of efficiency and competency), Eli is a frog (and not quite sure about the whole experience).

A month ago, Miriam told Brent that she wanted to be a doctor for Halloween. I'm sure not going to disuade her from such a noble aspiration, but when I found a CareBear costume at my new favorite thrift store for $2, I grabbed it. She loved it and wore it for two days straight, but it never entered her mind to change from Doctor to Care Bear. She got so excited as we prepared her doctor costume, and even at one time said "I AM DOCTOR VILLALOBOS!" Who is in fact, our family doctor. When we arrived at the shindig, her cousin Carter was a surgeon. Ah the flurries of cameras catching the two pint-sized doctors before the discardment of stethoscopes and lab coats! Does anybody else look at this little series and have nightmarish flashbacks of those awkward-corsage-pinning-high-school-dance shots?

Elijah decided to be a frog. Frankly I think he has a definately frog-like smile, in the nicest frog-like way possible. It may be in the genes: Miriam had a definate frog-look to her during those early months although I haven't noticed it for a while. The decision to be a frog came last Spring when my mom called and said there was a frog costume at a garage sale. Good going mom! But have you ever seen a cuter frog? With Eli is cousin Avery. She sadly got scooted out of the doctor shot, but Elijah the Frog thought Avery the Witch was great. Although he was highly attracted to Avery's golden white hair and had to be untangled from it more than once throughout the duration of the evening. The stuffing actually made him feel like a big old teddy bear. He's usually squishy and cuddly, but that extra padding really enhanced the effect.

Although I have never been a huge Halloween fan, I find myself getting more and more into it. Strange how two little people can change your life so much! Miriam has been talking about the party all day, reviewing who was dressed as what and all the things we did. At dinner she gave a big sigh and said "that was a fun party last night." HAPPY HALLOWEEN!

My new favorite picture

I don't know what it is about this picture, but I adore it. This was a few weeks ago, but I haven't done a lot with pictures lately. Last night I sat down to empty my memory card and when I saw this I was about as happy as a clam. Although how happy can a clam get? I was about as happy as a little boy going down the slide and running into his adored and adoring big sister. I put it up as my desktop wallpaper and this morning when Miriam woke up (she's an office sleeper now) she said "MAMA! IT'S MIMI AND EE-EYE!" I stepped in the room and she was excitedly pointing at the computer screen. I said "Yeah! Look at how happy you are!" She looked, smiled, and said "we both have shirts on!" I didn't realize it was that momumental of an event, but apparantly that's the first and foremost notable element of the photo. Maybe she'll be a fashionista after all. Either way, I LOVE this shot of them. And I've always said that Brent has nice legs.

A boy and his cat

My boy is absolutely wonderful! He's been scooting around and is AWFULLY close to crawling, although not close enough for his liking. He especially likes to be by Zeke (I don't know if JoAnn has been around him enough for him to know that she exists) and any time he's in the viscinity Eli totally hones in on him and lets me know that under no uncertain circumstances that he wants to be THERE. NOW. Today Elijah convinced me to place him right beside Zeke while Zeke was waiting to go outside. He shreiked with joy for about ten seconds before I opened the door and Zeke slipped out. Nevertheless, Eli was sporting a blue balloon on his wrist after a trip to Macey's and balloons are Ezekiel's weakness. It was so funny watching Zeke's complete attention and scratching on the door and he watched through the glass to the up and down movements of the balloon. And Elijah was going crazy that the cat was so close yet so so so far away. But because of the glass, it was the longest interaction that they have had with each other so far. It could be the beginning of a beautiful friendship.

Definately worth trying!

In my quest to be even more thrifty and providential (as opposed to cheap) I have been frequenting websites that offer coupon-using and low-cost-living tips. UtahDealDiva.com and 5DollarDinners.com had a recipe last week that looked good enough to try and basic enough that I had everything for it. Tortilla Chip Chicken Casserole. I was amazed how tasty it was! I even looked forward to having it for lunch, which is big in my world. This is what I did...

In a 9x13 pan, layer:

1 can of diced tomatos (I used the kind with green chilis)

1 can of black beans (drained and rinsed)

A couple of breasts of chicken boiled and shredded

1/2 a bag of stale tortilla chips (crushed)

Mix in bowl and pour on top:
1 can cream of chicken
1/2 cup milk
1/2 cup sour cream

Bake at 350 for a half hour, top with cheese for the last few minutes. Serve with a dollop of sour cream.

I also put green onions in cause I had some and thought later that olives would have been quite tasty. The picture is from the website (ours was devoured prior to a photo-op) and she used pinto beans and cilantro. Do what works for you, but I think you're in for a treat!

GOOOOOOOOOOOOLLLL!

Brent has developed a new passion for Mexican league soccer. He knows the teams (Atlas is his favorite), the players, and watches the games. It is his new favorite pasttime. On Cinco de Mayo, he took Miriam to the local Mexican "stuff" store and laid out all of the keychains of the various teams. After much careful deliberation, she chose Pachuca. She knows their symbol and can identify them by name. She can also identify the favorite teams of everybody who has told her. Despite the fervor that is in the home, however, Brent hasn't played soccer since his Sandy Rec days. Long long ago. That doesn't stop Miriam from seeing her dad as Superman. The other day as they were watching a game she said, "when I grow up, I want to play soccer just like you, daddy." Ah to be adored and idolized!

Top ten things you missed since I quit blogging

1. Miriam has become a star sleeper again. The night spent screaming with Elijah to no avail from her mother has scarred her, although I hope it's not too deeply. The night after my last success email, Miriam figured out how to climb out of the crib so she could run into the hallway. After I picked her up twice and placed her kindly but firmly back into the crib, I heard her getting out again as soon as I left the room. I stood in the doorway of my bedroom so she didn't see me until she was walking down the hall. My heart thrilled at the fast flight response she had when she did see me. I remember all the times I thought I was sneaky but then saw my own mama and ran like heck to get somewhere safe. Miriam indeed displayed a jolt of energy and ran straight to the office and closed the door. When I opened it, she was climbing into the twin bed we have there for guests saying "I'm going to sleep here tonight." The girl didn't leave the room once and indeed did sleep there all night. The next night when she went straight to the office at bedtime, I said "YOU BET, but no bottle in such a big bed." It only shows the depth of desire to sleep there that she didn't complain. She has gone to bed every night since with little complaining and no bottle. She's earned her yogos (for not getting out of bed after I tuck her in) most mornings, and her Pullups are dry most mornings. My little girl is growing up.
2. With a little girl sleeping in the office with such great success, we decided that the best planners realize when their plan isn't going to work and change the plan rather than keep hitting heads against walls. After simply going without computer access after bedtime (as seen by such little blogging activity), we moved one computer temporarily into our bedroom. Sigh.
3. Elijah is also back to being a great sleeper. Without Miriam's crying to wake him up, he's a master. He's now in the crib rather than the cradle, which fits him MUCH better. He usually is chomping at the bit to get down about 6:30, and usually sleeps til about 7, although if he wakes up before 6:30ish, I give him a bottle and he sleeps til 8ish. At least that's what I want to happen, and since it happened more than once I can call it "normal" in my head. I love that kid.
4. We went to Boise for a week for a monumental Family Picture. We drove there and we drove back and my two kids did AMAZINGLY WONDERFULLY for so long in the car. I sat in the back for a majority of the trip there and back and did a lot of entertaining, but between the songs and food and dvd player and books and toys and everything else, the boredom never set in too strongly. I can be pretty entertaining :).
5. My babyfood making has reached another great pinacle. My mom has an icemaker and therefor does not have ice trays. Due to the fact that I usually heat up about 8 ice cubes of veggies for the boy's meals, I thought that my mom's suggestion of muffin tins just might work. It were easier to pour into a bigger casing and it felt easier taking 1-2 of the veggie muffins out instead of 6-8 of the veggie cubes. And they were gorgeous too! I felt so proud of them that I showed them off to every adult female that came into the home. I haven't done it since I got back but mostly because I haven't gone shopping for anything other than milk and eggs and diapers. We'll see what the next few days bring.
6. Elijah picked up his binkie and put it in his mouth all by himself. This is big.
7. College football started. Ah the joy and excitement! Boise State beat Oregon last night for a dramatic statement of the non-BCS-ers. For the opening night of football action, BSU was the only non-BCS team to play a BCS team and they beat them soundly. Take that. If you somehow missed my diatribe on the Bowl Conference Series last year, you can read it here.
8. Okay, so my top ten list only has 7 real things, but it's late and I want to get to bed and I'm going to wrap it up without changing the title.
9. Or adding pictures.
10. Thank you and good night.

They did it!

I am happy to report that Miriam and Elijah both slept through the night in the same room! Miriam had fallen asleep in the afternoon which always wreaks havoc with her bedtime, so we had gotten a Friday night party movie to watch. Elijah had shots this week and has been very whiney and clingy for the past few days. So Eli went to bed in his cradle in Miriam's room at 6:30 while we started The Dragon Hunters. Although Eli cried off and on throughout the evening, we put them both down awake at 8, listened to one or the other or both cry for the next hour or so, and then it was blissfully quiet. Everybody slept until 6, when Elijah started talking. Brent was already awake (a normal day's wake up time is 5), so he was in charge. Miriam got up at 7 and when I talked it up to her that they both slept in the same room, she said, "We were crying." So much for not remembering the trauma. Anyway, gold stars for all Moore children today!

The Great Experiment Take Two: Failure

The plan has always been to have Miriam and Elijah share a bedroom. We have a three bedroom home, with one bedroom belonging to Brent and I, one bedroom serving as an office, and one bedroom housing to the critters. I have been nervous to put Eli in with Miriam at night. Call me crazy, but we're just now getting to the point where neither child gets up at night and gosh it makes a huge difference. For most of his life, Elijah has slept in his cradle in our bedroom. A few weeks ago, I laid in bed (after tiptoeing in to not wake up the boy) and realized that sleeping in my bedroom were: me, Brent, Elijah, JoAnn the cat, and Ezekiel the cat. Sleeping in the other bedroom was: Miriam. Now, I love my girl and I aim to give her the best but this is just too much. So a few weeks ago we moved Elijah's cradle to the office. This worked great, but made my blogging-emailing-billpaying-anythingelseonthecomputer-time reduce to virtually nothing. So one night last week we talked it up to Miriam and put Eli in her crib with her in the big girl bed. It didn't last more than a half hour. Last night we tried again. Miriam went to bed in her big girl bed, Eli went to bed in the crib. They were both awake and both quiet. Fifteen minutes and no noise later, I peeked in to see two of the sweetest kids in the world sound asleep. Success! Around 9, Elijah wakes up screaming and screeching. It's a new thing for him to have the world in crisis when he wakes up in the middle of the night, but hopefully it's just a phase. Miriam started crying too. She's an empathetic little girl and was worried about "my bruh-yuh Ee-eye." Eli wouldn't quit screaming so I finally took him out of the room to rock him. He fell asleep and I reluctantly put him in the office. So much for computer time for Mama. It's a good thing though because Miriam woke up screaming at 3. After calming her down and getting her back to sleep by 3:30, she started screaming again at 4. Because I knew she was okay, I let her go. And she woke Elijah up. Who started screaming. She finally realized that she was in a big girl bed, and finally she got fed up and got out to wander the house. Most nights I'm pretty levelheaded about the importance of sleeping time and keeping a cool head, but I was ready to skin the busters alive. I stormed out of my bed, throwing pillows at Brent just in case he didn't realize that I was mad, and found Miriam standing in the front room. I picked her up, decided to be calm instead of mad and sat in the rocking chair. She told me that "Ee-eye's crying." Really. She scooted off my lap and nudged in beside me in the rocking chair so there was room for him. Sweet. But still annoying in the 4 o'clock hour. I got up to get Elijah, who was still screaming, and Miriam made her break for the fridge. She had just enough time to snag a bag of carrots before I got back with Eli screeching in my arms and started yelling at her. Brent finally realized that our normal strategy of letting them cry it out wasn't in force and showed up to save the poor children from their murderous mother. I don't remember what he said, but I answered to "TAKE ONE OF THEM! I DON:T CARE WHICH!" Miriam was in more danger of having bodily harm, so he chose her. He took her back to bed and tucked her in the crib. Smart move... she can't always get out of that one. He said he heard carrot crunching before he left the room but because she was calm he wasn't about to take them away. Once everything else quieted down and he had his binkie, Eli drifted off to sleep too. After I dumped him in the cradle in the office and crawled back in bed, I told Brent that maybe when we finish the basement we need to put in an office in the corner. We may never get ours back.

Rollin' again

When Miriam was born, we got a jogger stroller from Target. We chose it basically because it was a tough stroller (meaning we could take it on grass and not be frustrated) and it was priced right. Miriam loved the stroller and her stroller rides. They were her "chill time," and she would just sit back and watch the world go by, and we used it all the time. So when we found out Elijah was coming, we started looking for a doubler. I focused mainly on ksl.com, thinking that used would be cheaper. I found a good deal and snagged it. Then it turned out that I hated it because the shade thing on top couldn't go back and forth and was basically useless unless you were walking with the sun at your back. I found myself pulling the busters backwards more than once because of that darn sun and not going on walks because it wouldn't be fun for any of us. It turns out that my priced-right brand of stroller (BabyTrend) is one of the only kinds that has a moveable shade thing, and it's absolutely wonderful. It can ratchet down to right in front of them with just a slight push. It's so nice! As we go around a corner to face the sun, I flip the thing down and my kids are not squinting and hot. As we turn the corner back, I flip it up and they can see everything again. I'm so lucky that my favorite feature just happened to not be standard on all strollers, although I for one think it should be. SO, I sold the doubler that didn't have the flip-down shade on ksl (for the same price I bought it at and had about ten calls in the first half-hour... I should have tried to make some money off the deal!) and found a doubler that was our exact kind but doubled (also on ksl... gotta love it). HALLELUJAH! We love going on walks again.

On a side note, Brent commented that he really liked having Elijah drinking Dr. Pepper and eating Oreos in the past two consecutive posts, and so I have chosen a Cheetos-eating picture for our double stroller representation.

Perhaps the best possible news in a streak of 100 degree days

Okay, kids, if you haven't heard about the Dr. Pepper deal going on at Albertson's, you're in for a treat! The 12-packs are on sale for $5.29. When you buy 4, it adds up to $21.16. Albertson's has a buy2get2 deal so the end price is $10.58. Dr. Pepper has a deal where if you purchase $20 worth of the stuff, a $10 coupon for any Albertson's purchase spits out with your receipt. Which means you get all 4 12-packs for a grand total of 58 cents! Wo! Then if you want to, you can go back and spend that $10 on 4 more cases of Dr. Pepper, which is precisely what I did, and get another $10 coupon! You can do it as many times as you want through Tuesday at closing and get as many 12 pack cases for 58 cents per 4 as you want. The only thing to be wary of is to make sure the register takes of the first $10 for the buy2get2 thing. But if it doesn't, the cashier can add it on for you. Time to build up your year's supply! This is even better than the Guns n Roses thing which quite frankly no matter how I tried the website was always too busy. But this totally makes up for it! I go in phases of drinking Dr. Pepper, and since it was the only thing that made me feel not terrible when I was pregnant with Elijah, I've been in a drinking phase for a while. I've been planning on cutting back but not now! I have in my trunk right now 12 12-packs of the 12 ounce cans. Cheers!

Where's the beef?

Guess which part of an Oreo cookie is Miriam's favorite? This was on my kitchen floor the other morning. There were similar piles in other parts of the kitchen, as well as in front of the television.















Elijah, however, prefers them whole. This was at a ward party. Eli loved the after-dinner cookie bits the second counselor in the bishopric kept slipping to him.















In other grocery-related news, I revisited the babyfood making business and am much happier with the results. I skipped the grinder and just blended, then scooped it into ice trays (thanks for the tip, Kacie!). It took very little time and very little effort and so far he likes them great. He didn't even shudder on the last feeding of peas, and that's pretty good for him (green veggies have never sat well with him).

And in still more grocery-related news, I bought a pack of hamburger the other day. When I went to bag it and freeze it, it wasn't in the fridge. Nor was it in the freezer already. Nor could I find it in the car, the kitchen, or anywhere else. Nor have I smelled it fermenting anywhere. Obviously I either left it at the store or somebody took it out of my cart on our walk to the car. Sure is a good thing I'm saving money on babyfood!