2.15.2012

eight whole months

 Our sweet Wyatt Nathanial is eight whole months today.  
3/4 of a year old. 
I can't believe it.

 I keep thinking of our trip home this summer 
and I can hardly believe that he will turn one while we are there.

 He loves to dance.  
And watch his brothers dance.

 He is super ticklish, and can anticipate that you are going to tickle him.  
He'll start cracking up before you even touch him!

 His favorite activity (bar none) is bath time.  
He loves to splash & chew on his bath toys. 

 He loves to study his hands & feet under water, 
and watch as his big brothers play in the tub.

 We got a box last week with our bath seat in it.  
It's the same kind of seat we had for the twins.  
I {adore} this bath seat.  
If your baby can even kind of sit up, it's awesome.

 We love it!

 Wyatt can stay in the bath a lot longer, playing with his toys & splashing like mad.

 And it seems safer than the reclined seat I had. 
He started sliding out of that one, reaching for the water or his brothers' toys.  
With his new one he has more autonomy, and can't get his face in the water!

 He's not crawling yet, but he does roll all over the rug, 
finding toys & drooling like it's going out of style.

 Just like his brothers. (Pictured here at eight months.)

 They look related, but Wyatt definitely has his own look.

 After a while on his tummy, he'll get frustrated 
and bury his head in his hands, 
getting slobber all over his face & up to his elbows.

 This is my new favorite picture of Super Wy.
This was taken in the truck the day we fell in the ice.
I love how chubby his cheeks look in his cozy hat,
and how blue his eyes are in the daylight.
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My only complaint about this beautiful cherub is that he doesn't sleep through the night. 
Not even a four hour stretch.  He's up about every three hours. 
During the day he naps great & is a happy boy.
I'm hoping his nights will improve with time.
But if the twins are any indication, I should not hold my breath!
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Happy Eight Month Birthday,
Beautiful Baby Boy!!!

2.14.2012

lessons in love

{2003}
 After being married eight years and spending the last five months apart, I think we have a pretty good idea of how to make this whole relationship work, regardless of the circumstances.  These are the lessons I have to share on this, the day of love.

{2003}

1. Be quick to forgive.  Let the little pinches go. (Also know when to shut up.)

{2001}
 2. Have some focused couple time every few weeks. 

{2002}
 3. Laugh together, enjoy parenting (or whatever you do together) and keep it light.

{2008}
 4. State your needs blatantly. "I need a backrub." "I'd like you to do the dishes." "I want diamonds for that anniversary you are going to miss while you're in Alaska." It helps to do so with some manners, too, like please & thank you.

{2011}
 5. Make your partner's life easier.  I love when Josh gets up with the boys, or throws in a load of laundry.  He loves when I take out the garbage or make him dinner.
{2010}
  I am so grateful to be together with Josh again. To have him here, making me laugh, simplifying my life. After being apart, I really appreciate what he adds to my life, and find that I am more able to let go of the little things. (ie. socks on the floor...)

{2011}
We have been through some ups & downs in our marriage.  Health issues, car accidents, graduations, periods of unemployment, pregnancies, job changes, births... And through it all, Josh has been by my side.  That's all that really matters.  When I sit down to write that book people keep telling me to write, the running theme will be "together".  "Together" we made it through Josh's car accident. "Together" we made it through the twin pregnancy. "Together" we made the decision to move our family to rural Alaska.  
"Together" is how we spent our days.
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Wishing you a day "together" with your loved ones, whoever they may be.  And if you are apart on this lovely holiday, may your reunion be full of smiles, tears & joy that you are "together" again.

2.12.2012

my boys

So I think the boys must have come downstairs one night, got onto the computer & read my "I hate three year olds" post because the last week with them has been amazing.  They have played cooperatively, been adorable & engaging...  It's been awesome.

I was thinking about different reasons for the change, when it hit me.  We've been here five weeks now.  They say that it take about six weeks to change a habit.  So I think at some point this week, we hit our groove. And that is a beautiful thing.

 Their favorite toys right now are the Cars characters they got from my mom & Aunt Julie for Christmas.  They play off & on for hours with these guys.

 I love listening to the things they make the cars say to each other.  "I can't come over. My mom said I have to do my chores." (I didn't even know they knew the word chores, let alone that your mom is the one who would make you do them!)

 They tend to fight over the one bad guy (the orange Gremlin) that they have. I guess it's just not fun to play without a bad guy!

Luckily, most of the cars they have duplicates, so they each get one.
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 We've also been doing some more creative play.  We've played Play-doh (they are excellent chefs!) as well as done some painting.

 I also recently got out the dominos & we used them to make roads, garages & houses for the boys' cars.

 Jack really got into it, making his own versions.  One of his cars even had a bed!

I just love seeing what they come up with!
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 Another favorite, besides cars & dominos, is dishes.

 They ask me everyday if they can wash dishes.  I try to let them as often as possible, but I will admit their washing skills could use improvement!

 They love pouring the soap on the sponge,

 squeezing the bottle & watching 100 tiny bubbles float out the top,

sudsing up the dishes, rinsing the dishes,

 and finding the perfect spot for them in the drying rack.

And when they are done, I get to wash them all over again! (hehehe) How fun!
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 We have also ventured outside a few times.  
Only when the weather is warm. 
(Warm is relative... if it's above 30 degrees we'll go out.)

 We have had to stay on the railing out front because after the blizzard everything melted & re-froze, making a nice icy sheet across the whole village. (Remember my fall?)  Without cleats, it's just not safe to walk on.

 Last time we went they insisted on wearing their Superman capes over their winter gear.

 Up & down, up & down, they ran like crazy.

 Logan was running so fast in fact that he forgot the railing at each end has stairs... And he promptly fell down each set. First one, then the other.  Luckily he escaped without injury or frost-bite-inducing-tears!

Jack managed to stay upright & had a great time.
Next time they said they would love for our neighbor boy Kayle to come play with them.
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 Tonight as I was tucking Logan in, he asked me to rock him & sing him sunshine.  So I climbed up in his bed with him, pulled his 40 pound body, limbs a mile long, into my lap & sang sunshine into his hair while he stroked the tags of his beloved bubba.  It reminded me of when he was a tiny four pound baby, and in the soft light of my living room Tiffany lamp, I would rock him to sleep, crying & singing sunshine. "Please don't take my sunshine away."  Each night I would pray for him to grow & be strong & healthy.  His tiny size terrified me.

Now you would never know he was born so small.  You would never know his dad's wedding ring fit around his ankle.  You would never know he spent his first night on this planet in the NICU.  He is healthy & funny & perfect.
I love when they ask for a quiet moment with me.  Having the baby makes me realize just how big they are, and how little time we spend now snuggling compared to when they were little.

Jack will often ask to sit in my lap.  He likes to take off his socks, sit in my lap, and cozy up under one of our throw blankets.  I love that.
I also sang to him tonight. Only he wanted me to sing what he calls "Quiet Your Heart", which is actually "Keep You Safe" by JJ Heller.  I adore that song. I love singing it to them.  While I rocked him, he draped his arm around my neck, nestling into my chest, also stroking the tags of his beloved bubba.  It's moments like I had tonight that keep me going through the moments like this morning when they were fighting over a blanket, screaming at each other, and refusing to give in or listen to Josh or I.
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I reckon this parenting gig will continue to be a series of ups & down, ebb & flow, good & bad.  One thing I know for sure is that it doesn't get easier, it just gets different.  So I will enjoy the good times, and hang on tight through the bad, because I know "this too shall pass" and sooner than I want, this will all be a distant memory.

2.10.2012

Life in Marshall

Moonlight captured by Josh
 There are lots of random things I always mean to get on the blog, so I thought today I would combine those into one big post about life in Marshall.  This picture is one Josh took of the rising moon. His friends Mary & Susan stopped by to ask him to try & capture it as his camera is so nice.  He needs a bigger lens, but they are still kind of cool.  As we stood on the railing chatting with the girls, you could literally watch it rising.  It was amazing.  Susan mentioned that she, too, wished she could capture a picture of the stars with her camera for her mom. I wish I could capture it for all of you. It's breath taking.
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Next door to us, in the other three bedroom, is Flora (a teacher and Marshall native) & her husband John & their son Kayle. Kayle is in first grade and adorable.  Flora is very funny.  And John is very  nice.  He showed the boys and I the seal skin he had drying on a rack.  And when I fell (a story I will get to next) he came to make sure I was alright. 
The other day he & Kayle were outside & the boys enjoyed watching Kayle play with what he called a "snow racer". It looks like a tiny snow machine, but with no motor.  Kayle would climb to the top of a snow mound and crash down to the bottom on it. The boys loved every minute. 
Yesterday John was out on his new snow machine in front of the house & the boys climbed up in the window to watch as he did "wheelies" (can you call it that if there are no wheels?) on his snow machine. Jack said in amazement, "Wow. I wonder how he does that. We'll have to ask Daddy."  Logan said to him in a whisper, "I think it's magic!"
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Photos from around the airport
So after our blizzard the weather warmed up to 35 degrees.  The following day it was below freezing again.  With the melt & re-freeze, the whole village turned into one huge sheet of ice.

Josh has been wearing his ice cleats everyday. And he hates wearing his ice cleats.  But it's so dangerous. Even with them on, he fell the other day on the way home from lunch. He joked that the ice had exfoliated his hand. Ouch.
I don't have any ice cleats.  We have yet to order them.  So on Wednesday after I got all three boys ready by myself (which is no small feat) and we were following Josh to the schools' truck to ride to the post office, I fell. I fell hard.  I was going along just fine, wearing Wyatt in the Ergo, Josh holding a twins' hand in each of his, taking my sweet time, when suddenly my feet were no longer on the ground.  I was in the air long enough to think, "Oh my god, I'm falling. This is going to hurt!" And then BAM! I was on the ground. A second later Wyatt landed on my pelvis & began screaming.  Josh spun around and ran back to me to make sure I was okay. I yelled. A lot. It hurt. A lot.
Then I slowly but surely made my way to my feet and precariously hung on to Josh as we made it the rest of the way to the truck.

A fellow teacher Joe (who himself has a 4yo, a 2 yo & 7 mo. old twins) came with us on our errands, as well as his two year old, Michael.  Joe said he, too, has fallen. Everyone has.  Made me feel better!
We hit up the post office first, and the store second.  I stayed in the car at the post office.  And lucky for me at the store we ran into Terry (the principal) and his wife Tina, who lent me their ice cleats to walk from the truck to the store so I wouldn't fall again!

 The store here is like a glorified mini-mart.  Small, but with a little bit of everything outrageously priced.  We bought Cocoa Roos, Cocoa Pebbles, Honeycombs, Raisin Bran, two pizzas, cheese, a bag of Doritos, carrots, eggs, a can of Pam, BBQ sauce, and three candy bars for $102.00. Wowza!
I hated to spend that much money, but our Fred Meyer Bush Order was just filled on Tuesday, so I know it won't be here for a long time. (Probably two to four weeks.)  Plus the boys had cash from Grandma Pansy & her friend Shirley, so they paid for their own cereal (two each) and candy bars (one each). So Josh & I only paid $70.  I am curious to see how long it takes our Bush Order to arrive. 

The airports' wind sock
 I placed the order by typing up my list on a Microsoft Word document, then attached it to an e-mail and sent it to the Anchorage Fred Meyer.  About two days later they called to let me know they were filling the order and to ask if certain substitutions were okay, and to tell me what they don't carry that was on my list.  Then the day after that they called to let me know my grand total with shipping.  $535 total. Ouch again! Just feeding the kids up here is going to take half our income!!!
It won't be that expensive every month as I bought a lot of staples so we would have a good stockpile.  I am hoping next year when we come back in August that I will have a better idea of what we require and do more shopping up front in Anchorage & only order groceries maybe every other month, along with picking up eggs & cheese from the store here.  (Which I will have to budget for! The cheese alone is $14 for one pound!)

 I will say that while spending money at the store is cost prohibitive, it is also exciting. I bought carrots. Carrots, people! I can't tell you how excited I was to crunch into that bright orange veggie!

 Once I got the total of our Fred Meyer order, I was able to place our Target order as well.  While I was still in Vancouver my brilliant mother discovered that her Target debit card meant FREE SHIPPING (!!!) in addition to 5% off every purchase!
That's how she got my high chair up here, as well as the baby's crib & mattress.

So yesterday I ordered a few things from our current list.  For one, I ordered curtains for the whole house.  I got a cream colored set for the living & dining rooms. I got turquoise for the playroom.  I got chocolate brown suede for the boys and chocolate brown also for our bedroom.  I ordered thermabacked drapes for both insulation & for light reduction. 
Already it's getting so bright out! We put the boys down at 7pm, as usual, on Monday night, and you could see the bright sunshine sneaking in past their mini-blinds.  Everyday is getting 5-10 minutes brighter.  And it's remarkable how much brighter it is than when we arrived just one month ago!

 I also ordered a space heater for the boys' playroom.  The house is set up for heat really weird.  There is one thermostat downstairs, and one upstairs.  The one downstairs is in the kitchen, near the pantry. So the boys' playroom, as well as the living room, tend to run cold because they have the door & two windows to contend with.  I can't wait to order rugs (probably next month) for those two rooms, as I think that will really help.

I did order one rug for the kitchen.  It's a squishy one that is supposed to be nice for standing at the sink while washing dishes.  That is where we spend a lot of time each day.  I really don't mind washing the dishes, it's more the height of the sink that's a problem. It hurts my back to bend over it.

 I also ordered a bath toy container since our most recent care packages were full of bath toys.  I think it will help keep the toys contained to one spot in the tub & make transitioning from using the baby bath seat to bathing the twins a little easier.

 The last thing I ordered was printer ink. I have so desperately been wanting to print pictures! To send to family and friends as well as put into frames that have older pictures.  I can't wait for it to come!
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For the first time in my life I spent some time reading my cook books, circling meals whose ingredients I could easily access here.  I find that I am enjoying the challenge of keeping our meals interesting and changing it up to keep lunch & dinner time from getting monotonous.
Josh is truly the good cook, though.  The other day he browned some moose meat, shredded some cheese & deep fried these tiny tortillas he had~ oh my goodness, it was like I was back home, eating something I had ordered from Muchas Gracias. It was amazing.

I sometimes forget that I am here. So far away from home.  The other day I was reading my friend Tess's Facebook status, and she was in need of some dinners being delivered since she was under the weather. And I thought to myself, "I wonder what her little boy will eat?" Then I realized I'm not in Vancouver and most definitely cannot run over to deliver a meal!

 I also find myself thinking constantly of roads in Vancouver. I'm not sure why.  They will pop into my mind at the most random of times.  Ellsworth, where my sister lives, heading towards the river.  18th Street by the AM/PM where we used to get gas.  The other night I dreamed that Josh and I went for a drive here in Marshall and suddenly there was a ton of traffic. I complained about it to him, and he said, in a few minutes we'll be in Vancouver. That's why there are all these cars.  Sure enough, the road we were on turned into 136th Avenue, approaching Mill Plain by the Craft Warehouse.  It was so odd.
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My days here are usually a blur of diaper washing, laundry, dish washing & water refilling.  The water here is from a well, and therefore has a lot of extra minerals in it.  When you boil a pot of water, after you're done, there is a thin sheet of the collected minerals in the pan. It's very strange. So we use a Brita filter to filter any water we drink.  So every two days or so we have to fill the big fridge container, our water bottles & the Brita filter pitcher.  It's time consuming, but worth it, as the Brita water is a lot better.
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 This was a strange sight to see this week when I took the boys out to play on the railing.  These trucks are almost completely buried in snow!

 You can hardly see the white one (mid lower left corner) as it is so buried!
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 The boys love getting outside.  Josh tried to take them out on Sunday, as it was 35 degrees, but the wind makes it much colder than the temperature indicates, and they only lasted ten minutes.  So when I took them out, I knew they may not last very long, but the wind was more mild that day, and we were probably out for a half hour.

 We are getting way faster at getting ready.  The last time we got geared up the twins put on their own snow pants, sweaters, coats & boots. All I had to do was zip coats and put on hats & mittens. This is exciting progress!

Wyatt screams the entire time we are getting ready.  He hates to be bundled up, hates having his mittens on, hates wearing his hat.  So a time that is already stressful & exhausting is made even worse as I start sweating, racing around trying to get the boys & myself ready already so I can put on the Ergo & get Wyatt in there so he will stop screaming!

Once he's in there, he's happy as a clam. He peeks out at his brothers & coos at me.  If we're out any length of time at all, he generally falls asleep on me, which I love.  I guess I should be grateful he does all his screaming while we're at the house, and not while he's strapped to my body out in public!
He may hate getting all bundled up, but he sure does look cute once he is!!! His sweet chubby Gerber face pudging out of his cozy hat- love it!

The boys love driving around in the truck & checking out the village.  When the sun is shining, there are always people out and about, no matter the temperature. The other day Josh was able to take them to the airport where they got to watch an airplane both land & take off.  They're like little puppy dogs with their noses pressed up against the window, taking it all in.
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I've got the boys trained now.  This morning when Jack looked out his playroom window & saw this he came running, "Mommy, come look! It's so beautiful out!" because every morning when I see the colors on display I say, "Oh, isn't it just so beautiful?" So of course I obliged him with a photo op.  "Can I see? Can I see?" he asked, pulling my arm down so he could see the display screen.

 A beautiful way to start everyday. That's for sure!
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I am looking so forward to tonight- we get to head over to the school after dinner for some Eskimo dancing.  I will be sure to take lots of pictures & blog all about it!

Happy Weekend!!!