12.30.2006

7 months old

It's been hectic here, and it's taken me a while to post this. Jane turned 7 months old on the 16th of December. She weighs 19lbs, and is about 28" long - bigger than Emily was at 1yr! She's been crawling all over the place since just after turning 6 months, and is now pulling up to stand.



She also started eating solid foods. None of my kids have liked commercial baby food (do you blame them?), although I do occasionally use it for convenience if we're traveling. This is some of the butternut squash we grew in our garden this summer. I roast it, then pureed it & froze it in ice cube trays. It's how I always make baby food, and they seem to like that much better. She has also been eating small amounts of food from my plate that I just smash with a fork. Now that the holiday season is over, I'll get more consistent with feeding her, and give her one meal a day of solids.


She's also learned a few trick from her big brother!



12.25.2006

Christmas "Newsletter"

Here we all are. Unless you have 4 (or more) kids, you probably won't understand that this is really the best picture we could get of all of us!

I had to include this picture. Jane is not crying - this is her "fake smile." At just 7 months old, she's had the camera in her face enough to know when she's supposed to be smiling, and she does this face. She scrunches up her nose, and bares her gums - it's hilarious, and by far my favorite of all her looks.

So, for this years Christmas card, I just included a note directing people to the blog for news. I hope our friends will enjoy looking through all my posts about our family - but in case you're just looking for a brief update - here it is!

Jane (7 months) - our "grand finale" of children - was supposed to be born in May 2007, and was going to be called Samuel Richard! I'm delighted she surprised us early, and added more girly-ness to our family, even though the short spacing between she & Jacob wears me out. She is a delightful baby and we all adore her. She follows the other kids everywhere, and her speed crawling has turned our house back into a system of barricades. She has also been pulling herself up to stand - which (to her delight) puts a whole lot more chokable objects in her reach. She has been the most attached of all my babies (& that's saying something), and has earned herself the nickname "velcro-baby." Knowing she's the last baby I'll get to hold, snuggle and nurse all the time makes it a little easier to be un-productive.

Jacob (2) - Someone said to me recently "Well, if you're only going to have one son, he may as well be all-boy!" And Jacob is. He's tall and likes to run, jump & climb. He's addicted to trains, and has recently started to love cars & dinosaurs. He loves loud noises, machines, throwing things and going anywhere fast. He adds a whole other dimension to our family. He wasn't talking much, and at first it was a nice change - but then we got worried and had him evaluated. He is a very bright boy, but has oral apraxia - making it hard for him to move his mouth, tongue & jaw to make the right sounds. He started speech therapy in October (twice a week) and now jabbers on constantly. He's still often hard to understand, but it's great to at least be able to know what he's thinking and reduce some of the frustration we were all experiencing. Julie (his therapist) said that the articulation takes a lot longer, so I'm trying to be patient (not one of my strong points.) The signs (ASL) he learned as a baby were very helpful, and he still uses many of them.

In addition to speech therapy Jacob has been in a singing group once a week, our co-op "pre-school" once a week, and a gym class once a week. He's on the wait list for March to get him back into swimming - once he's 30 months old he can go in the pool without me - removing the "what-to-do-with-Jane" issue that halted his lessons at her birth. For all his energy and enthusiasm Jacob is very compassionate & tender-hearted, he try's to comfort siblings or friends when sad, and is easily hurt by harsh words, loud voices, or being left out of a game the girls are enjoying. He really is a delightful boy, and we just love having his little personality around.

Emily (turned 6 today) - What a ray of sunshine this child is! She is so easy to parent. If you've known Emily in the past - she's the same as she's always been; happy, smiling, bright & capable, loves everyone, wants to be everyone's friend and always has that infectious grin. She started kindergarten this year, and I really miss her! At first she was a little frustrated with the slow pace they were moving at ("When are we going to be reading?") - but now they're working a little faster & I've been doing more at home with her after school, and she seems to have hit her stride. She's constantly writing letters to friends, or making books that she writes & illustrates. (I never have any paper in my printer when I need it.) She loves school & her friends & teachers!

We cut back on activities for her this year (because of school), but did keep swimming. She just earned her 6th badge (seal) and I LOVE to watch her swim, it's great. She loves it, it's a great sport, and it's great exercise - so we'll be keeping that up! In February she's going to start taking piano lessons - and she can't wait. This past fall she started soccer (it will continue in spring) and really enjoyed that too. Rick was her coach, and was thrilled with the progress she made. She seems to have inherited a competitive nature (how could she avoid it with us as her parents) and is a fast little runner, and really likes to go after the ball. She scored all of the goals in the last few games of the season.

At home she (almost always) cheerfully does her jobs and is a great sister. She still worships Rebekah, but is now a lot closer to Jacob & Jane. Despite 2 full years of Jacob pounding on her, she has yet to retaliate. She is patient and understanding with them, and Jacob copies her every move. No-one can get Jane laughing the way that Emily can, and we're both looking forward to Jane being a little older, and the great playmate & example Emily will be. We are blessed to have Emily in our family.

Rebekah (14 in 10 days) - Really stopped being a kid this year. She is now as tall as I am, and is pretty sure she knows more than we do. She's really great, but hitting 13 brought some changes. If you haven't had a teenager yet - hold on to your hats. This is all new for all of us, and we're trying to navigate our changing relationships & new boundaries. This year she is in 8th grade, her last of Middle School. She decided to stop swimming, and joined the tennis team instead (she also did a tennis camp last summer.) She has decided she prefers tennis, and will have some more coaching in spring, hoping to stay on the tennis team through High School. She still does piano, and improves whenever she practices consistantly (and loses her iPod when she doesn't.) She performed in a few plays last year, but discovered a love for musicals, and was in the High School spring performance of "Anything Goes" and did a summer youth theater production of "Hello Dolly."

Rebekah is very generous with her money & her time. I probably take advantage of the latter more often than I should! She has always been a huge Superman fan, and loved the new movie and the rekindling of Superman paraphanalia. She is still also really interested in space & astronomy, and is often out at night star gazing. She's a great babysitter, and we often have to book way in advance to get her before our friends do. She loves her brother & sisters - but swears she's never having her own kids (which is fine by us for now!) She makes a great companion for Rick to go see all the action/superhero movies I don't like, and to come with me to the romantic comedies. She's fun to hang out with in the evenings when the little one's are in bed.

Rick & I (I won't tell, but Rick is only a few months away from a BIG number ....) Between muddling through an adolescent, babies at night, the 2 in between, work, church & household responsibilities - we're just flat out exhausted! Rick still works at ARX Investment management (about 70 hrs a week) and serves on the High Council at church. I officially stopped working when I found out I was pregnant with Jane. I miss it, but don't plan to return for a few years (too busy at home.) I am really enjoying being the compassionate service leader for church. I alternate between wishing the little one's were a bit older (and therefore easier) and hoping that time slows down & I don't miss these tender days.

This year we finished all the major work on our house. There are still some small projects that we'd like to do, but we pretty much plan to enjoy it for a while, and then try and move to a bigger place. We postponed our trip to Australia until next year (too pregnant & sick), and took the kids to Disneyworld instead. Getting out of NY mid-winter was wonderful, and we'd like to repeat it every year! We also got to Utah to see family & friends which is always enjoyable.

We feel very blessed. Life is good for us, and there's nothing more we need. We feel the love of our Saviour and Redeemer, and are grateful for His guidance in our lives. We are so happy to have such wonderful extended family & friends. We want you all to know - that even though we're too inundated with children to be good at keeping in touch, we love you & think of you often!

12.24.2006

Lemon Truffle Pie

Jenni - sorry this is probably too late for your Christmas dinner - but I'm sure it will be just as tasty any time!

Recipe & his own personal tips - posted by Rick.

Lemon Truffle Pie

Pre-baked 9" pie shell

1 cup water
4 TBSP sugar
2 egg
2TBSP cornstarch
2 TBSP sugar
zest of 1 lemon
3 TBSP fresh lemon juice
3 tsp butter
1 cup vanilla chips (not the entire package!!)
1 (8oz) pkg cream cheese
1/2 cup whipped cream, sweetened
(1/2 cup?? Just cover the pie and make it look good....can you ever have too much whipped cream??)
1 TBSP toasted almonds (optional)

[Tip: prepare the lemon zest and juice first...add the egg, sugar and cornstarch into the bowl while the sugar and water mixture in the saucepan come to boil]

Put water & 4 TBSP sugar in saucepan & bring to a boil. In large bowl, mix egg, cornstarch, 2TBSP sugar & zest of lemon. Slowly add hot water mixture to bowl, then pour entire mixture back into saucepan. Heat until thickened, stirring often. Remove from heat & add lemon juice & butter. Stir until mixed & cool. Pour 90% lemon filling in a bowl (leave silver dollar size blob).

[the lemon filling in the bowl will be the middle layer, between the vanilla-lemon chocolate bottom and the whipped cream top]

Add vanilla chips to filling remaining in pan. Stir until chips are melted. Place cream cheese in bowl [or just turn off the heat and place cream cheese in the pan and stir]. Add filling with vanilla chips to cream cheese and beat together. Spread this mixture in bottom of pie shell. Spread lemon filling in the bowl from above on top [tip: spoon lemon filling onto the chocolate layer, spreading it as you go...vanilla-lemon chocolate layer is very soft and lemon filling has cooled, so be fast and gentle]. Chill for two hours.

Top with whipped cream and garnish with toasted almonds or sprinkle toasted almonds over whipped cream (optional). Makes one pie. I won the Westchester 1st Ward Pie Cook-Off with this recipe [I take every opportunity to emphasize this victory / championship].

12.19.2006

Santa


I LOVE Santa. For years he brought me a magical Christmas morning, providing that one thing, that I really wanted - the thing I knew my parents would never be able to get me. I have many many wonderful memories of my childhood because of Christmas morning. I am not one of those people who think that Santa destroys the real meaning of Christmas. To me, the idea of someone who comes and gives you a gift for no reason, and encourages you to be good is truly exercising the true spirit of Christmas. So for that reason, I want my kids to love Santa too.

Here we are making our annual visit last Saturday. I was concerned that Jacob & Jane would be upset - but should have realized that Jacob will willingly follow Emily anywhere! Jane looked a little concerned about where she was, but didn't cry.



And what would you like for Christmas?

Jacob is asking Santa for a box. Yep, that's it - pure & simple, he just wants a box. Don't you love 2 year olds? Last year our friends 2 year old asked for a birthday cake, and that's just what she got on Christmas morning.

Emily has been asking for Kaya's horse for WEEKS, nay MONTHS! Then while standing in line a brat of a 6 yr old child was behind us. She had a several page typed list of what she wanted (complete with downloaded pictures.) We encourage the kids to ask for one special toy from Santa (to discourage greediness), so I was put off this child by her list. Her performance in line didn't change my opinion. The top thing she was asking for was make-up. After we walked away, I asked Emily what Santa had said about the horse, she replied "I didn't ask for the horse, I asked for make-up." Needless to say, I am horrified, and have the next week to try and "help" Em change her priorities, so we can dash off a last minute I've-changed-my-mind letter to the big guy!

This was Jane after she had had enough and realized I was right there within her reach. All in all a happy experience for me - and the kids of course!

12.14.2006

"Little Brother"



This is my brother, Mark, and his family. Mark is 5 years younger than me, but since he's 6'3" tall, not so much my "little" brother anymore.

I recently ran into someone who knew Mark when he was a teenager (Mark, remember Starr?) It was fun to talk about then (he really gave my parents a run for their money), and how he's doing now.

I used to be embarrassed in school when someone would ask if he was my brother, because he got into SO MUCH trouble, but the fact is, I really admire him now. Mark has become a wonderful husband and father, and although he is doing very well professionally - those are the attributes I admire (and matter), the most. It's wonderful to see him with his kids, how much he enjoys them and how proactive he is in teaching them. They have 3 great kids, and are expecting baby #4 in May. I'm hoping for a girl (because they could use another one) and because then I can give them all Jane's stuff (Jane is a May baby.) McKinlay is the oldest (8) and is just a sweetheart. She always trys hard to do what is right, and is very loving and thoughtful of other people. Adam (6) is full of energy and enthusiasm. He reminds me SO MUCH of Mark when he was a kid. Luke (2 today) is the same age as Jacob, and is his "kindred spirit." He loves cars as much as Jacob loves trains, and also loves his "fuzzy" (a fleece version of Jacob's "silky.") I am looking forward to the next time we get together, for them to play more.

The BEST thing Mark has ever done was to marry Jeni. If there's one person I want to be more like, it's definitely Jeni. I wish we lived closer to each other so she could "rub off on me" a little more. She is amazing. Everything about Jeni is wonderful, but here are the things I enjoy the most -

* She is a great wife to Mark, and works hard to do what's best for her family. (I'm SUPER inpressed with how she manages her grocery budget!)

* Is THE most patient mother ever! You should see her in action.

* She is a very warm person, and just plain nice to be around.

* She is genuine.

* She cooks yummy food and shares the recipes with me.

* She has a great sense of humor, and can laugh at herself.

* She is really talented.. She can do almost anything, but her beautiful quilts are my favorite.

* She's "got it together." She seems to me to be really well balanced - something I wish I could do better.

Tomorrow will be Jeni's birthday, so I've been thinking a lot about her too. It's been so nice to think more about Mark and his family this week. I love & miss you guys!


12.10.2006

Sunday

This is pretty much how Jacob feels about going to nursery.
(I know the tie is huge, but it has trains on it, so we had to get it!)
Sunday, as with SO MANY other aspects of parenting, brings me a much greater appreciation for my Mother. I love church. I have a testimony, I believe the doctrine. I also really enjoy Mormon culture, and the sense of community. Yet, I just don't love Sundays lately. Rick is rarely ever with us (his calling takes him to other areas), and we need to leave when Jane should be taking her morning nap, it's tough to get the kids ready (Rick is usually at his 7am High Council mtg) and then to keep everyone controlled during sacrament mtg. Jane doesn't nurse or nap well while at church, and Jacob hates nursery, so I have been staying in with him, and gradually increasing the amount of time I leave him at the end. (We're on the year-long phase in program.)

My Dad was a Branch President for a while, but I mostly remember him as a Stake President (1st in England for 2 years & then in Australia for 9) in case you missed the math - that's 11 years. In both cases, he was released when they left the country! I am the eldest of eight kids, and I was 13 when my youngest brother was born. I remember my Mum taking us to church all the time by herself, and having no-one around on Sundays to help. I remember us all sitting in the row at church, and being pretty good. I don't think we were late - or if we were it wasn't so late that it was burned into my memory. I don't remember crying, screaming, hitting or fighting over snacks. I don't remember Mum ever losing her patience with us, or complaining that Dad wasn't there. I think Mum handled it really well. I think we were pretty well behaved (though time might have blurred some of my memories.) In fact, I don't think it ever occurred to me, that it might be a challenge for her to take care of us on Sundays without my Dad.

Now that I have half the number of children to take care of, I realize how much effort that must have been. This morning as I put a roast in the crock-pot to have dinner ready for the evening, I thought about how often Mum would prepare the Sunday meal in advance (she still does.) It led me to thinking about her Sundays, and mine. I know why she did it. She loves our Father in Heaven. She loves my Dad. She loves us. She knew the importance of teaching us what they believe, she knew the work my Dad was doing was helping many people, and was willing to have him gone from our family (though I am sure we had many blessings for this too.) I hope she also knew that it wouldn't last forever, and that one day he would be there more, and she wouldn't be so tired.

I love my Heavenly Father. I love Rick. I love my kids. I'm really going to try to think of this each Sunday morning. I'm going to remember that Rick is blessing the lives of others when he isn't with us. I'm going to remember that Jane will not need a morning nap by next summer, and that Jacob should be OK by himself in nursery by then too. I'm going to think of how much Rebekah gets out of her Young women's classes, and how wonderful Lauren is when she teaches Rebekah's Sunday school class. I'll think of how much Emily loves primary, and the things she learns there. I'm going to be grateful for the opportunities to have help in teaching my children what we believe. Hopefully one day, they will be coaxing a crying 2 year old into the car, firm in their testimonies, and they will appreciate my efforts.

12.07.2006

I Love Our Christmas Tree

This is not our Christmas Tree.

One day we'll build our dream house, and at Christmas time we'll put a tree in our living room that looks like the one above. All the decorations will be perfect, and co-ordinate. It will be tasteful, and well balanced. Yet, it will never be my favorite. My favorite tree will be in the family room. It will look a lot like the one we have now, because it will have many of the same ornaments - the one's I have made, things Rick and I have collected on trips, and the ornaments that mark "our 1st Christmas together" and each of the years the kids were born. There will be many (at least 4) popsicle stick picture frames showing toothless grins, and other creations featuring a lot of glitter glue. Each ornament will remind me (as they do now) of a wonderful moment in time, and as the years pass and their number increases the memories will grow only sweeter. So, I will be able to appreciate the living-room-perfect-tree, but it will never be the one I love.

Last Friday Rick came home early from work. We ate pizza and got the kids in their pj's. Then we played Christmas music and had hot chocolate & decorated the tree. Most of the ornaments are below 3', and most of them are on one side. There are clustering's of some, and huge vacant spaces too. I told myself I'd rearrange them later - but I may not bother. I will probably keep moving the "In Jane's reach" one's to higher, more empty spots - but I think it shows some character the way it is. It's a reflection of how much they enjoyed putting them on. Here are a few shots from that evening.

Jacob literally ran, back and forth between the tree & the ornament box to get them on the tree. He loved the lights, he loved the ornaments, he loved being able to put them on himself. I loved watching him!Rebekah putting on the angel.
Emily reaching "high."
Heartwarming.

12.05.2006

Perspective

So, I've been feeling pretty close to overwhelmed lately. I'm busy - I don't think it's having child #4, or the fact that 3 & 4 are 19 months apart, or the teenage issues we're dealing with, or a husband who's gone 70+ hours a week, or a busy time of year - it's a combo of all of them! I know I should be handling it better, but I'm just not! I usually hold it together, until something else happens to complicate things.

The past 2 weeks the complication has been sick kids. Particularly, my little Jane. She's not too bad during the day (as long as I am holding her), but the nights are miserable. She gets that post-nasal drip, and coughs & coughs until she throws up. She can't breathe, and can't nurse. We spend at least some of every night in the bathroom, with the shower steaming the room up, while I clap on her back. I'm tired, I'm sure she is too.

I was just trying to ride it out, but thought I should take Jane in to the Dr. I came home from the Dr, Monday evening, and pulled into the driveway. Rebekah had been home sick that day (same cold), and I saw her friend in the doorway dropping off her homework. Jane had fallen asleep in the car, so I turned off the ingition (left the lights on) and ran to offer her friend a ride home (it's cold here.) I was out of the car 3-4 minutes and when I went to start it, the battery was dead. We had an issue with the battery in September, and again 8 days ago. I was mad and frustrated that it was dead, but not all that surprised. Since our driveway is somewhat steep, and narrow, and I pull the car in hood / bonnet 1st, there's no way to get a jump.

I left it for the night, figuring we'd miss Jacobs singing group in the morning and deal with it then. This morning the kids were even slower than usual eating breakfast, and getting ready. I was wearing Rick's pj's (since I hadn't finished the laundry) and knew I wasn't going to make it into the shower before Emy left - let alone do the dishes and all be ready! I figured I could at least get the kids all dressed and make the beds. With the girls ready, I was just dressing Jacob when I heard a repeated beeping sound. It sounded like a smoke alarm. Our kitchen smoke alarm is very sensitive, and I figured it had probably gone off with the steam from the radiators - but I should check. I took the 3 kids and went to our front door. I left Emy & Jacob there & as I walked to the kitchen, I could tell it wasn't that smoke alarm - but the one in the basement. It was making that shrill beep and "saying" FIRE FIRE FIRE." At the same time, I saw the smoke. White-gray and billowing up the stairs. I ran to the front door, had Emily take Jacobs hand, and with bare feet, and without coats said "Emily, take Jacob and run to Sara's house - Now." I carried the baby with me and ventured to the basement to see what was happening. I opened the furnace doors (in retrospect, I probably shouldn't have done that), and more smoke poured out. There were no flames, but a terrible smell, a clicking/buzzing noise and lots of smoke. I spent several panicked minutes trying to remember where the switch was to shut it down, flipped it, turned off the thermostats, and opened a bunch of windows and the back door. Then grabbed coats, hats and Emy's backpack and headed to Sara's to get the kids. Sara put Emily on the bus.

I came home. The smoke had stopped, so I didn't call 911. Jane was crying, hungry & tired. The house was already really cold from everything being open (and 26 degrees outside). I sat with the kids in our coats, and started to nurse Jane to sleep. I looked at the dead car (with the hood up) in the driveway, at the smoke filled living room, at my pj clad body and tried to think of what to do next. I contemplated a day in a smoky, freezing house with a 2 year old & sick baby. I called Rick and told him, I had officially reached OVERWHELMED and he needed to come home and help. He said "I just got here." Not really the response I was looking for, but he did spring into action.

He called a service company & sent them to the house to jump the car. I took a shower & was ready when they came (we left it running until I was ready to go.) Rick had called Honda and told them I was coming. Our plummer is notoriously unreachable, so Rick then used all 3 of his work/desk phone lines to call the plummer - tying them up and MAKING them answer him. He gave them my cell # and told them to call me when I got back from the car repair to come and see what had happened. I had called Laura, and she agreed to take Jacob to singing time. Erin said she could take Jacob afterwards.

We waited 2 hours, but they did decide we had a dud battery. Batteries are warranted for 2 years. We bought that car on Dec 4th, 2004. It was Dec 5th! I think the guy could tell I was about to have a meltdown right there, so said they wouldn't worry about the 1 day and would cover it.

They fixed the car, I picked up Jacob, Erin had given him lunch, and I took him home for a nap. Then I started calling the plummer too. I remembered our contractor had his cell #, so got that and then got through to him. He came to look at the boiler. Three components had burned out. He's not sure why, but will replace them tomrorrow. The smoke had cleared, so I closed the windows (It had been 5 hours with them open, and the house was freezing.) I turned on the fireplace on our main level, the the electric heater upstairs to start to warm the place up.

Ashley dropped by to bring us dinner, and invited us up for the kids to play. We played, came home to dinner, bathed the kids and putt them to bed.

I didn't accomplish anything today. My to-do list remains huge. The unfinished laundry from Monday is still all right where I left it. On any other day, I would be mad about this. But here's what I'm thinking -

* I have 4 beautiful children. In the moment I thought they were in danger, keeping them safe was all I could think about (It never even crossed my mind to grab the "vital documents" file I keep ready for just such an occasion, on the way out.)

* I'm glad the car battery died now. A month from now they probably wouldn't have replaced it under the warranty.

* I am so thankful to have such wonderful friends (I have many great friends, but today it was Sara, Laura, Erin and Ashley who saved me.) Everything today would have been harder without their help. They are my family here.

* I'm thankful for a great husband - that when I start to wig-out, Rick remains calm, and tackles one problem at a time. That even though he's committed to his work, and spends a lot of time there - he really loves us and does what he can.

*That the boiler components burned out while I was here to turn it all off, rather than when I was out, or in the middle of the night, where it could have progressed to flames.

So, a day that started out seeming to be my worst in a while taught me some valuable lessons. My sweet family & I are going to bed tonight in a coldish house, and a kind of smelly basement. There's clutter and unfinished laundry all over the place, and I'm feeling really blessed for all of it!