Egg Salad Anyone?

So. I have this spot in the fridge where I keep boiled eggs. Then anyone can grab one for a quick snack. Tom grabbed a couple of eggs on his way to work and tossed them on the front seat of his car. One rolled off, landed on the floor. Whatever. He got hungry and decided to peel his boiled eggs. Oops. Did I forget to tell him they weren't boiled? I just needed some more space in fridge for RAW eggs? Apparently there was quite a mess on his desk. I don't know how they didn't break before, since he wasn't being the littlest bit careful with them. I laughed until I cried when he called me from work. He thought I'd pranked him and I kind of wish I'd thought of it....

Update on Sam...

This time it's great news! In the past couple of weeks Sam has had a sedation MRI and then an eye appointment with a pediatric opthamologist that specializes in the "mito kids" at Seattle Children's. The MRI went great. So much smoother than her first one. It was amazing. She didn't cry a single time and they were smart enough to knock her out first and then do her IV (her circulation is still poor, so it takes a LOT of sticks to get an IV in this girl). They also took it out before she woke up. As far as Sam knew, she'd just had a really great nap in awesome pajamas!

The eye appointment also went great. This doctor sees all of the kids with Mitochondrial Disease at Children's so he knows all about the labs and muscle biopsy results. He kept saying he couldn't believe that Sam was the same baby he was reading about in the labs and results. She looks so much better in person than he was expecting. He called her "robust"! First time that word's been applied to Sam! Her eyes are perfectly normal. Which is good news. In the past she's run into walls and not responded to visual stimuli, so it's good to know it's all a matter of energy.

We feel so blessed. I cannot go to Children's and leave without thanking my Heavenly Father for my own problems. So many people have it so much worse. I'm thankful for a husband that was willing to listen to the Spirit and stay in the Seattle area, when he really, really, REALLY wanted to move to Idaho. We are where we should be. We need to be here and the care Sam is getting is amazing. And I just can't get enough of this girl...

She's just one of the girls. And the twins are figuring out this whole energy deal. Whenever they want a treat and the answer is no, this is what I hear - "But you know mom, I'm feeling kind of low energy..." :)

Sharing

I have apparently taught my girls too well the art of sharing... Our new house has five bedrooms. Five. All three of the big girls have been sleeping in one bed. One. This is how comfy it looks...

Or the twins will just sleep on the floor so they can all be together. Ridiculous. So we have moved both bunkbeds into Brooke's room and all the dressers (and Sam) into the twin's room. Everyone is required to sleep in their own bed and I now have my craft room with no baby living in it. Weird how much better the girls are sleeping...

What a Day

You know how some days just don't work out as planned?

Tom got called in to work.

No husband to help at church.

(I lead the music and played my flute in sacrament meeting)

Sam got in the toothpaste.

and rubbed it in her eyes.

Erin got in the mini-m&m's.

and got them all over her Sunday dress.

Brooke's new dress doesn't stretch at all.

She couldn't move.

So we unbuttoned the top and called it good.

Did anyone notice that Alix had on two different black shoes at church?

I didn't.

Until we got there.

Oops. Burned the leftover pizza.

A stray cat ran into the house when the door got left open.

Did I mention I hate cats? (sorry Brenda...)

Oh, and Erin got swallowed by the bean bag.

Could have been worse, right?

Quote of the Day

I was dressed up to go to the adult session of Stake Conference and mentioned to Tom and the girls that I would stop by the store on my way home (we were down to wheat for dinner...).

Brooke- "Wow, mom. Aren't you going to be embarrassed going to the store looking so nice?"

Perhaps it's time to teach her that sweat pants really aren't clothes. I should maybe look a little more human, a little more often...

Who Says That?

You know those comments that some people make that you just can't believe they really said? Here's one from Sunday...

I was talking to a friend and when she walked off a man (who shall remain nameless) came up and asked if my friend is pregnant. I told him that was the rumor I'd heard and he said "Well she's either pregnant or has gained a bunch of weight... And what about you? Are you pregnant?"

What! So you're implying that I look like I've gained a bunch of weight? Luckily I didn't have to go and bury my head in the sand as I've actually been losing weight, but still... Who says that?

Here's another... I was pregnant with the twins and a woman at Walmart mistook me for someone else and I just said "I get that all the time..." And the lady who was about to take our picture said "Yeah. Us fat blondes all look alike!" What? Fist, she had gray hair. Second, I was pregnant. With twins! Who says that?

Here's another... A woman (who shall also remain nameless) told my best friend at church "You really look a lot better as a blonde." Right after she colored her hair dark brown... And the same lady later told her, "Your hair looks way better today without all the stuff you usually put in..."

Who says that?

I'm not sure if people are just not smart, or just plain rude, or just plain thoughtless... What have people said to you? I think it's funny. You gotta laugh or cry sometimes and I choose to laugh!

Quote of the Day

Erin and Alix came downstairs all ready for the day. They'd gotten themselves dressed and even had matching headbands and shoes. So I said...

"Wow. You girls are really grown up. Look how pretty you look!"

Erin - "Sadly, we don't need you anymore..."

Alix - "I need you."

me - "Oh sweetie. I'm so glad you still need me."

Alix - "Yeah. There are just some things I can't reach!"

But aren't they cute? They still sleep like this probably a third of the time. It doesn't matter that they have their own beds. Or beds at all. They'd rather sleep snuggled up together on the floor. Some days I go crazy, but looking at pictures of my (sleeping!) children really makes my heart just ache I love them so much. Even if they don't really need me anymore... :)

Quote of the Day

For once this is a "serious" quote of the day. Brooke was asked to give a little talk in sacrament meeting yesterday (scary at 7...) and we found this great quote by Thomas S. Monson

"One cannot forget mother and remember God. One cannot remember mother and forget God. Why? Because these two sacred persons, God and mother, partners in creation, in love, in sacrifice, in service, are as one."

Brooke did a really great job. She was really nervous sitting up on the stand, but gave her quote with confidence when it was time. It was a special part of a great mother's day.

And I know this isn't a great picture of either of us, we just goofing around, but it kind of fits how much fun Brooke and I have together. What a sweet girl!

Scream Like A Girl

Brooke came in from school the other day and the first thing I hear is screaming. Then running feet. Then, "Mom! Mom! There's a huge spider web with eggs all over it!" Ho hum. Whatever. Then this, "Mom! Mom! It's in the house!" Suddenly I care. A lot...

We were going to have a garage sale, but it was raining (of course) so we just put the stuff in the living room to wait for a sunny Saturday. One item was a table that we usually keep outside. Apparently a spider made an egg nest on it and it hatched whilst occupying space in my home. It really was a huge web covered in BABY SPIDERS. Not eggs.

Luckily I think they must have just hatched (do spiders hatch?) because they weren't really moving yet. In my heart I was screaming like a little girl. But Tom wasn't home, so I had to be brave. I unhooked the web from the surrounding surfaces and then carried the whole table out. Only three or four baby spiders came off and then I got to go on safari and hunt them down. I swear that web was NOT there that morning... Can I really be that oblivious? It only took Brooke 5 seconds to see it...

The Great Debate

There are truly important questions that must be answered in this life... Where did we come from? Where are going? Does Santa Clause really exist? Which is better - Miracle Whip or Mayonnaise?

Albert (Tom's dad) made potato salad and instead of his usual Miracle Whip, he used mayo. Tom (who usually LOVES it) wouldn't eat it and Beth didn't like it either. I, on the other hand, for the first time, really liked it. Albert didn't think you could taste a difference... So which is it for you folks? Mayo or Miracle Whip? We've been fighting over the answer to this serious question for years now. There's a poll over on the side, vote and lets settle this for good...