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Monday, December 31, 2007

Goodbye 2007, It was a great year. . .


Since this (i.e., my blog) is also my journal and scrapbook, I am going to paste in my Christmas letter for the year 2007 (you can read the letter if you click on the bottom picture as well). If you got one, no need to read it again; if you didn't, enjoy:
Emmy, also known as "you Cutie," is the newest member of our little family; she was born on August 27th. She began sleeping through the night at 1-week of age. She is already sitting up on her own. No socks have ever come off her little feet. She has never had the tiniest of spit-up. She even came complete with a Book of Instructions.
Jonas will be turning two in a couple of weeks. "Terrible Twos" wouldn't describe him - not even remotely. More like "Terrific Twos." He's never said "no," has never thrown a fit or tantrum, and always says "please" and "thank-you ." He chooses to eat broccoli over candy. He even does all the dishes after every meal.
Miles (3 3/4) can count to "100" without making a mistake. He can already read books - he will even read Jonas his bedtime stories if we (mom and dad) are too tired to do so. He loves to share, even his favorite toys, with Jonas - he says that sharing makes him "tingle" inside. I only have to ask him to do something once and it is done - perfectly.
Ben and I will be moving into a new house in a few months - a 3000 sq. ft. home with 3 acres, complete with a little farm. Ben loves everything about his job; I have never, not once, complained about being a stay-at-home mom. I finished my first triathlon 2 months after Emmy was born. Ben finished the entire collection of books (30 books in al) he got for Christmas last year. I was able to smile and laugh the entire time of my labor with Emmy.
Okay, we can dream right?
While Emmy is the most beautiful little gal we've seen, she's yet to consistently sleep through the night. Not only have I gotten spit-up on me, I have also gotten quite a bit of "snot-smear" on my shirts as she has had to deal with several colds already. And not only did she not come with a Book of Instructions, she is far different than my two boys. But we love her all the same.
Jonas is adorable, but does know how to say "No!" very well. And he doesn't just say "No!" he
also throws his right arm out at the same time - for added effect, I'm guessing. He eats well all day long until dinner - then hardly eats. Unless we have some "treat" afterwards - then he usually eats it all up. He's a silly, fun boy and we love him all the same, too.
Miles can count. . . to 14. He can't read yet, but does adore books. Although lately he's been getting only one book at bedtime since he takes forever to get his PJs on - even though we've asked him over and over and over to get them on. While he has moments of sharing, he has an uncanny ability to be in a completely different room playing with something, yet still know the exact instant when Jonas touches a toy - any toy. Miles is on Jonas in a millisecond to give him back his "favorite toy." We love his inquisitive and quest-for-knowledge personality - we love him all the same, too, of course.
We still live in our 1000 sq. ft. home that magically gets smaller and smaller. While we like our home, "someday" we hope to have something a little bigger. Ben really does have a great job, but he still constantly dreams of other things to do "when he grows up." He is kept very busy with his work, church callings, and being a great husband and father that he barely has time for leisurely activities. While I wouldn't trade being a stay-at-home mom for anything, it is a challenge for me - I never thought a stay-at-home mom would actually "stay-at-home" so much! I do run every morning, but am no where near condition to enter a triathlon. And I definitely did not laugh nor smile during labor - I probably got mad at Ben if he even cracked a small smile.
But, even without our "dream" life, we are so happy to be where we are and who we are with. We love each other and love our kids. We love the Gospel and the happiness it inspires in our every-day lives. We love this season and the happiness that is found in it - and believe this happiness is due to the Spirit of Christ and His goodness that is so alive and active at this time of year. May you enjoy the Christmas Spirit this season as well.

Fun at the Folks' House

Here are loads of pictures showing the loads of fun we had over our Christmas vacation:


Sledding with the Avalanche, of course.



And just some good ol' snow-playing. There was plenty of snow when we got there and even more while we were there. Yea!


Piggy-backing with Grandpa G. Soooooo fun.


Playing air-hockey with Grandma Dixie. I'd like to add that Ben and I got some good playing time, too. And I usually (all except once) WON. Yea for me! I also beat my dad, but he's old so that's a given. :) But his reflexes were surprisingly way better than I would have guessed!




Dressing up as Santa Claus. "Ho, Ho," as Jonas would say.



Playing bowling with Auntie. Notice the bowling ball is in the air.



One of Jonas' favorite activities was turning on and off the fan and light in the office. He really and truly loved it.



The boys also had fun taking pictures with the camera. Jonas' picture is the first, and Miles' the second. (I really put these in to show Cutie).

Ben and I had a fun cross-country skiing date. How wonderful - the sweet company, the fresh snow, the beautiful area, and, yes, the childlessness. It was great!

Of course on the 6-hour drive home (of which there was only a 20-minute span of time where there were no whines, screams, or cries) I wondered if it was worth it.

Definitely. Definitely. Definitely.

Saturday, December 29, 2007

Christmas Drive

We had a change of plans on Christmas Eve and decided to head up to my parents' new home the next day. We were in the middle of a great snow-storm at our home and were a little weary about heading out on Christmas Day (but wanted to beat a storm that was to come Wednesday at my parents' home - it never really came). But 10 minutes north of our home there was not a speck of new snow. Lucky us.

The post-Christmas nap - in the car, of course.


Emmy and her binky - she liked it for like 10 minutes. It was a nice 10 minutes, though.

I'll post more pictures later of our fun time here at my parents' home.

We hope all our friends and family had a wonderful Christmas - we love and miss all those we didn't see.

Christmas Fun

Miles playing with his track-excavators and a whole bunch of other trucks. Yes, I know all of the names of the trucks. Miles has taught me well.


Jonas playing with his dump truck. He was a little "star-struck" with all the presents. But he sure did love it all.


Another toy for Miles - kind of a science-kit full of projects to do. Like make switches, send coded messages, turn on lights, spin a wind-mill, etc. He'll have fun doing these - with dad, of course.

Jonas enjoying some fun sugary Christmas cereal. Yum.


And cutie of course.

Twas the Night Before Christmas. . .


and the Maxwells were doing their first acting-out of the Nativity Scene.

Friday, December 21, 2007

Happy Ginger-Ben Day


Well the Old Papa turned 32 yesterday. Ben had to work of course and so the day wasn't much different - except for increase backaches, stiffer joints, etc., I'm sure. But when he got home we did what will be an annual tradition on Ben's birthday - decorating gingerbread houses. We let the kids do theirs and then we did ours when they were in bed. Brilliant.
So Jonas basically stuck maybe 10 things on his house - after much prodding. He probably ate about 10 times that amount, though. Hmmmm, perhaps that's why he couldn't fall asleep until 9pm?
Miles decorated his entire house all on his own - putting the icing and candy on. The only thing I did was the sled and the boy "Miles" on it. The rest was all his beautiful creation. In this picture he is pointing to a "car" he made - right by the sled. Good work lad!


Here is Ben's lovely cottage. So sweet; I would live there. I'd probably get real fat and then real cold, but it'd be fun.
Here's my cabin in the forest. It looks so cozy; I wish we were there now.

Just for my journaling sake I want to record what Ben got for his birthday. "The Great Scandinavian Baking Book." Along with 2 important spices for scandinavian food: cardamom and saffron. It was all his request. Oh, yes, he also got the Tie. And some delicious homemade sweets from Grandma Dee. YUM.

A fun and yummy day.

Thursday, December 20, 2007

I finally found a use for the Self-Rising Flour I accidently bought




The Roller Derby

Emmy had her first real back-to-tummy roll-over on Sunday. She did it twice to prove it wasn't a fluke. And she's done it every day since. Although sometimes (a lot of times) she has some problems and gets stuck on her side. Too cute. Here are the pics of her after rollling over - she still needs help getting her hands out from under her. :)



Tuesday, December 18, 2007

Business in the front, Party in the back


So it has happened again. It always does. I always swear I will never do it again, but, alas, I do. I then I regret it - always.

Yes, I am once again suffering from Post-Miles'-Haircut Depression. It's real, trust me. I thought it would be better this time (I always do). I can't totally blame the hairdresser - she was actually a very, very good cutter. There was just some, ahem, misdirection given by my, ahem, DH (dear husband, for those of you not familiar with DH).

So, Erin, can Miles borrow/share the name of Mr. Mullet for the next couple of months??

FYI
"Mullet (haircut)
From Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia

A mullet is a hairstyle that is short in the front, top, and sides, but long in the back (also referred to by a number of other names, some regional, including hockey hair, helmet hair, etc.).It's also described as "business in the front, party in the back". The hairstyle was popular during the late 20th Century, from the early 1970s to the early 1990s. Mullets have been worn by males and females of all ages. The mullet is distinct from the rattail, which consists of a long, narrow "tail" of hair growing from the back of the head."

So it could be worse, instead of Mr. Mullet Miles could have been Mr. Rattail (Hopefully the only one in my family that will EVER have that nickname is my brother Derek - in the 80s, of course.)

Sunday, December 16, 2007

Deere Jonas, Happy Birthday. . .

Well our baby boy turned 2 on Friday. Here are pictures highlighting the special day:

Waking up with a decorated door and lots of balloons - and, yes, wet PJs. Why not?

We spent the morning playing. What else? When Ben came home Jonas was finally able to open some birthday presents! Yea!

He got a fun computer. I love this picture because all the kids have different expressions on their faces. Emmy is happy. Jonas is interested. And Miles is trying to figure out how this new thing operates.
Jonas loves his new computer and walks around holding it and playing with it and saying, "my 'puter."

Here he is mowing with his John Deere mower. How fun!


And here he is playing with some of the John Deere farm tractors he got.
The birthday boy and his birthday loot. Pretty fun and lucky!

And how did Miles do with all this? Pretty much as expected: wanting to play with all the toys and hoarding them all and declaring them all as "my toys." But, for the most part, Jonas was okay with this. He would just play with another new toy. I don't quite think he understood that it was his birthday and these were actually his toys. But perhaps Jonas doesn't think any toy is actually his - it's either " Miles' " or "not yours." That what I would think if I was Miles' little bro.


After dinner we of course had cake and ice cream. When I asked earlier in the week what kind of cake Jonas wanted, he replied, "Pie." So when he saw this he exclaimed, "My tractor! My PIE." Funny, and weird, boy.

Then we watched some short Christmas videos and then began the "sleeping under the tree" event. It's a much more fun IDEA then actual EVENT. Here are the boys all cute and innocent at 8pm:

8pm. They didn't fall asleep until 10pm - when Jonas was finally corralled inside his pack-n-play.
So although it wasn't quite as I had wanted it to be, i.e., Jonas getting free reign of his toys, the boys drifting quietly and peacefully (hahahahaha) off to sleep, etc., it was still a very special day honoring and very, very, very, very special boy.

Thursday, December 13, 2007

Santa Baby, Hurry Down the Chimney Tonight

So we went to see Santa Claus tonight. Our friend Jake manages a mortgage business in town and invites friends/customers to come and see Santa (i.e., Jake). So we get there and immediately we have a Cry Baby. Guess who. . .


Emmy?




Nope, it wasn't Emmy. She was clueless and chilled - and cute, of course.

Jonas?

Surprisingly, not at all! He loved Santa and went right up to him and even kissed and hugged him! Too funny. He did tell Santa that he wants oatmeal for Christmas (which my friend Brooke informed me her boy wants, too!). But I think Jonas' favorite part of seeing Santa was all the treats they had! My gosh, if we left our eyes off that boy for 2 seconds he would grab about 4 cookies - and appearantly stuff them in his mouth all at once! He was in Heaven.

Miles?


Yes, Miles was our Cry Baby. He peeked in the window when we were unloading everbody and then ran away. He DID NOT want to see Santa. When he finally came in he would not look at Santa. Notice his hat pulled over his eyes! He wouldn't take a cookie from Santa or anybody else for the first 15 minutes. Finally I was able to get him to eat a cookie - he ate it by the window and would only face the window and watch the cars - with his back towards Santa. "I don't like Santa." Finally Santa's Helper/coworker was able to get Miles close to Santa - and then on Santa's lap. Then Miles decided that Santa was fun - and he did tell him that he wants a "track excavator."


We'll see if Santa pulls through for them.