I have a sinking feeling . . .

that this is not going to stop any time soon.

It all started when Hyrum was about a year old.  He wanted me to hold him while I was making dinner but I really needed to get dinner finished and couldn't do it while holding him.  So, I put him in the vegetable sink and turned on a trickle of water for him to play in.  He loved it!!  It became part of our routine.  He sat in the sink and played while I made meals.

And he didn't really ever grow out of it.

Even though he did grow out of the sink.

Now (at 4 1/2), without me knowing, he wanders into the kitchen, climbs up on the counter and plays in the water.

Beautician & The Beast

Bret needed a  haircut.  Hyrum said so.

He had been growing out a mustache and a soul patch (A small patch of hair between the lower lip and chin)  because . . . well, we don't know why.  He thought it was funny and many men on campus grow out facial hair to the very point that the dress code will allow.  Once one of his professors told him that he admired his "lip mullet" he shaved off the soul patch but he left the mustache for a little longer.

Then he couldn't stand it anymore.  And we were having a family picture done. And Nathan told him it was time to get it cut.

Bret and Erika have been very frugal and wise with their spending and saving.  When it came time to do a haircut they didn't want to spend the money for it.  Knowing that I have cut LeRoy's hair for the last 22  years (which started as a desperate need for a haircut and no funds to provide it) they begged me to cut his hair.  I convinced Erika that she could do it and after watching a couple of videos they locked themselves in my bathroom.  I left for an orchestra concert.

When I returned I found a clean cut Bret.  Erika wasn't overly happy with it because she had cut one part too short so had to cut the rest to match but she was determined that she would get it right the next time.  Luckily, Bret is a bit of a goofball and had her laughing through the experience.  He had her leave the top so that they could take mohawk pictures to remember the first time she cut his hair.

They even took a picture of the pile of hair.

(This is the part where LeRoy starts coveting)

The next morning he shaved off his mustache just in time for pictures.

They are so fun!

Ginger-rock House

Levi and Daymia decided one night to make a gingerbread house.
 

After baking the gingerbread a little to long they had to quickly cut the pieces out before it set hard as a rock.   Really, it was hard!  Because they had to cut the pieces out so fast and as they cooled they shrunk a little, it didn't quite fit together as they had hoped.  They tried several times with icing but that wasn't working so Daymia's mom pulled out the glue gun.  That worked.

I was very impressed with their creative decorating, especially the candy cane door frames and the dripping ice hanging from the edges.  They had a good laugh at their shingle skills.  Levi started on one side putting the  chocolate chips close together so they were touching.  Daymia started on the other side leaving a small space between the chocolate chips.  The second side of the roof showed their improved teamwork skills.

The kids spent the next few days eating away at the house until it was just a frosted (and glued) shell.  The lingering over-cooked smell of the gingerbread didn't tempt anyone to eat the rest of it.

Spencer & Jenell

November 25th - December 16th 2012

In October we had a friend (Rick) ask us if a newlywed couple could live with us.  Complete strangers but in LeRoy's mind they were practically relatives.  LeRoy and Rick both served missions in Oregon but were never companions though they were roommates at Ricks College when LeRoy and I got engaged.  Rick remained friends with a family from the mission (a family that LeRoy had never met) and 24 years later (2012) their daughter is getting married.  A daughter that wasn't even born when they were on their missions.

Spencer and Jenell were getting married right after Thanksgiving but Spencer still had three weeks of the semester to finish and they were unable to find an apartment for just three weeks.  They did have an apartment arranged for January but needed a place to finish the semester and then they would spend the holidays in California and Oregon.

Spencer and Jenell were married on the Saturday morning after Thanksgiving, had their reception Saturday night in Oregon, left Sunday morning for the thirteen hour drive to Idaho and by Sunday night were moved into our guest room.  It was a bit awkward at first.  Spencer would take the car to go to school in the mornings and Jenell was left with complete strangers for the day.  At eighteen, home-schooled, never having lived with roommates (or anywhere away from home) and with no school or job to keep her busy she was a bit unsure of herself.

However, after about a week we all became accustomed to each other's schedules.  By the second week we were blending very well together for meals, church, fhe, evening stories, movies and other craziness.  At the end of the third week we were sad to think that it was over.

During the second week they told us that the apartment that they had a deposit on was not going to be available (the couple decided to stay longer) so they began looking for another apartment.  When it was time for them to leave for California they still didn't have a place.  So, as of now they still have all their stuff in the guestroom, are looking for a place online during the holidays and hope to have an apartment by the time they come back in January.  If they don't have an apartment by the time they return to Idaho they will stay with us until they do.

As Justin said, "we were just getting to really like them and they're leaving". We are all okay with them staying for a while longer.

Engagement Pictures

May 2012
Idaho - Wyoming - Colorado

Two years after they met, six months after Bret got home from his mission, and after months of hinting. . .
 Bret and Erika were officially engaged in April.

Right after the BYUI sememster was finished Bret left to work for the summer in Colorado.  Erika was going to also spend the summer working but in Rexburg.  The only real wedding plan complication that this caused was getting engagement pictures with both of them.  We didn't want them to be the first couple to have individual pictures on their wedding announcement so in a rash moment of engagement excitement Erika and I called up Michelle (who has been our family photographer for the last 3 years) and planned a weekend trip to Colorado.

On the Friday morning of our get-a-way weekend Erika and I stopped at Maverik to fill the car and stock up our caffeine and chocolate storage to help us survive Wyoming.  I wanted to clip my nails because they were bugging me so I asked Erika to pump the gas and use my debit card.  In a very teasing but somewhat serious voice she started complaining that she didn't know how to use a debit card . . . oh, and could she also get a Score bar for the trip?  I laughed and in the same teasing but somewhat serious voice replied something along the lines of, "if you're old enough to get married and Score, you're old enough to use a debit card to get gas".  It was just the beginning of the silly humor that would take place over the next three days.

Once we got to Michelle's we were pretty hyper and excited for this girly trip.  As we walked up to Michelle's front door we noticed a bright yellow chair on the porch. .. well, half a chair.  It was missing the legs.  Just before I rang the doorbell Erika grabbed the half-chair and placed it about 4 feet in front of the door, pulled her knees up to her chin with her (of course) bare feet showing and and with her fingertips drumming together in excitement in front of her over-exaggerated cheesey grinned face. When Michelle answered the door she burst out laughing hysterically.  Michelle loved it so much that when she did our family pictures a few weeks later she actually posed Erika in the same position.

All of the pictures turned out great, really showing the personality of these two crazy kids.  There were so many to choose from that we loaded the wedding invitations with only a few of our favorites.

On the long trip home through Wyoming Michelle and I made a favorites list from the weekend:

* Across the bare emptiness of Wyoming there were four unmarked black sedans with tinted windows and Chinese symbols in the back window.  They all pulled off the main road onto a dirt road.  Chinese Mafia?

* Prehistoric looking bird flying in what looked like slow motion

* Little America - oriental man who bowed at Erika while holding his money tray, saw a polygamist family loading up on the fifty cent ice cream cones

* NOTHING through Wyoming except for snow barricades and semi-trucks

* Wendy's in Cheyenne smelled like vomit and they got our order totally wrong so I was a little surprised when the new limited time salad tasted pretty good.

* Cheyenne to Thornton went super fast even though Erika was constantly telling me to go faster and asking why cars were passing me

* Trying to find our hotel we ended up in the business district and found an official Google office building

* The hotel bedspread matched the hotel hallway carpet

* Michelle kept getting locked in the bathroom at the hotel - the pocket door had a weird latch

* Michelle informing us that the Hellbusch backyard has a corner - just the way she stated it so matter-of-factly had us all laughing, as if she was surprised that there was a corner in the yard.  What she meant was that it was a beautiful corner for taking a few pictures.

* Climbing the wheat field hill for pictures and by the time we got back down we had a good inch of mud on our shoes.  Barefoot Erika had the easiest clean up!

* Bret took us to a Mile High Thrift to find Erika a wedding dress and a suit for him. Erika's dress was $9 and the suit was $4.

* Walmart - HILARIOUS!! Erika changed in the bathroom and the Walmart employee in the bathroom who was gushing at how beautiful Erika's dress was and how excited she was for her.  Bret and Erika played in the toy department like little kids and as Michelle and I came to the superhero isle we were met with Bret protecting his girl. The picture was one of our favorites so we came up with a way to include it with the wedding invite:

* The Rubbermaid bin isle.  It was Michelle's suggestion to have Bret pull Erika across the isle for a picture but when Erika was pulling Bret we nearly lost all bladder control.  We were sleep deprived, hungry, tired after five hours of clothing changes and pictures and it all added up to a bladder issue.  They satisfied their hunger by eating Cheetos in the furniture department. They did pay for them first.

* Paint war on the water tower hill during trash-the-dress session and the old guy watching with this romantic adorable look on his face.  The two girls who kept trying to get in the pictures were a little annoying.

* While sitting around the Hellbusch dinner table Katie said "hawesome".  It was so funny to hear our personal family language used in Colorado, especially by Bret's little sister who had never met Hyrum.

* When we went outside to leave Bret's house there were cheese puffs all over the car, road and cars around us.  Some of his wild neighbors were having big graduation parties.

* Getting egg-ed as we drove away from Bret's house last Saturday night. Michelle hollered out "don't use your wipers".  We pulled over at a gas station only a couple of miles away and the egg was already dried to the car.  It was a pain trying to get dried egg out of the front grill and off the paint.

This isn't actually from the trip but it's the only picture I have of Michelle.  It's a photo reminder that she is spontaneous, fun, cool, and a little bit crazy and I'm just, well. . . not.

I have pictures of myself when I try to do one of those make-a-silly-face-and-it-turns-out-fun pictures but they always end up looking something like this:

It just translates to quirky, weird and a lot of crazy.  In my defense, I was hanging out with Nathan and Hyrum.
They made me do it.

And that has nothing to do with engagement pictures.

Homecoming 2012

September

Derek asked Allyn to the Homecoming dance by taking a little note and wrapping it up into a HUGE ball of plastic wrap.  He used an industrial plastic wrap from the local potato warehouse so his package ended up being about 7x12 in size....all plastic wrap with an occasional candy bar and note of encouragement to keep unwrapping and the final invite to the dance wadded up in the center.  He had the office at the school deliver it to her and after lunch he saw the leftover remnants of plastic cluttering the hallway near her locker.

Allyn response added a new level of crazy to Derek's plastic wrap proposal.  A box was left on our front porch for Derek.  Inside were six more boxes all wrapped with an insane amount of packing tape (good thing he always has a pocket knife with him) and the final box also had a bundle of plastic wrap similar to the one he had delivered to her.

Once he finally got to the center of the plastic wrap there were three wrapped gift boxes.  He started with the first one which had two smaller boxes and an envelope inside with only gum.  The second box had the same treasures in it and the third box held the answer.  Well, an answer of sorts.  He had to actually track her down at the school to get his yes answer.

The boys in the group planned a fun activity date with the girls but were at a loss when it came to choosing a place to eat out.  They wanted to do something fancy but were very cautious of the cost as well realizing that gas money, tuxedo rentals, flowers and dinner were adding up pretty fast.  After waiting a few days for them to come up with their own ideas I volunteered my kitchen.  I couldn't help myself.  After spending the summer planning party after party and ending on a high with Erika's backyard reception and Kate's baby shower I was having serious withdrawals and needed to plan a party, even if it was just the food.  The boys were very excited and grateful.

The boys didn't want to plan the menu but had one request.  Emma is lactose intolerant and could be extremely sick from the food so I needed to plan something specifically for her.  I didn't want her to feel odd about the dinner so I took the extra challenge to make it so that she could eat the entire meal but it would still be palatable for everyone.  It was so worth it to have all the kids enjoy the meal and to hear that Emma was so excited to eat all of the food without worrying about being sick for the rest of the night or the day following.

After spending a few hours at the Riot Zone doing miniature golf and bumper cars they made their way back to our house for dinner.  LeRoy and I took the other boys out while the teens took over the kitchen and game room.  Then Derek delivered everyone to their homes to dress up for the formal part of the date.

Once they were all dressed up they went to the college to have pictures taken by Austin's brother.  He was great to offer is free which saved them the extra $15 cost at the school for one pose.  And he got some fun shots of them.

By the time they were done with pictures it was already 10:30 and they didn't want to pay the $20 fee at the door to dance so they went to the park instead.  They used an iPod and some portable speakers to create their own dance.  Six kids in formal wear dancing in the park drew a crowd and they had college students take a few pictures of them using Derek's iPod.

Hearing them talk about the date later I realized that they probably had more fun at the park and going to Maverik in their formal wear than they would have had among all their peers at the dance.  They had no regrets about their decision, only great fun memories.

Derek & Allyn ~ Michael and Emma ~ Austin and Sierra

Conference Feasting

October 2012

Conference is a tricky event at our house.  I love it.  I can stay awake, take notes and enjoy all 8 hours if I'm completely by myself.  However, this household doesn't sit still for long without falling asleep or busting into silliness so I tried to come up with something that could keep their interest and motivate them to stay for the majority of the talks.  With a house full of boys the answer seemed to be obvious.  FOOD.  Lots of food.  Once Bret and Erika learned what was going on they stayed for the entire weekend.

Each of the four sessions had new munchies to go with it.  The long table was set up downstairs and was divided in half.

On one side there were foods that could be eaten any time and were replenished as necessary.

Nathan and Hyrum were shocked that I let them eat downstairs.  Their favorite was the canned cheese.

Sunday morning was the overall favorite (and was gobbled so fast that I didn't even have time for a picture).  I made Popeye Pancakes (German Pancakes) in muffin tins so that they created little bowls which were then filled with fresh strawberries and topped with whipped cream.  To balance it out we also had breakfast burritos loaded with eggs, sausage, potatoes, cheese and peppers.  A variety of juices and milks completed our conference breakfast.

The other side of the table was filled with treats labeled with apostle pictures.

The guideline was that those who listened to (and, for those able, took notes) would divide the treat with that apostle's picture on it, AFTER the talk.  I explained how it would work and everyone was excited.  It was funny to hear them say, "I can't wait until Elder Oaks speaks!!"  They really wanted those Skittles.

During the first apostle talk Hyrum kept jumping around the room, trying to get the others to talk to him and ignoring the packet of color pages, dot-to-dots, hidden picture pages and puzzles that I had provided to hopefully keep his interest for at least a few minutes.  I kept trying to get him to sit down with me, reminding him of the treat that would come if he would sit and listen for a few minutes.

After the talk was over Derek opened the treat and divided it among those who had listened/taken notes.  Hyrum didn't get one.  Through his tears I pulled him onto my lap and reminded him of the choices he had and that the good consequence for those who had listened was to have the treat and the consequence for those who had not listened was that they didn't get a treat.  As the next talk started I reminded him that he would be able to have the next treat if he would be listen for just a few minutes and invited him to snuggle with me and we could listen together.  After the talk was over he looked up at me with wishful eyes and asked "do I get a treat this time?".  I reviewed with him his behaviour during the first talk and compared it to his behaviour during the second talk and said, yes, he had earned the treat.  With a proud yet humble attitude he hugged me and said "I did repentance, huh, mommy."  He didn't miss out on a treat throughout the rest of the conference.

LeRoy listened to the first session while working upstairs but came down after it was over to cash in on his treats.  Hyrum was the one to remind him that he wasn't reverent or taking notes so he didn't get any treats.  LeRoy didn't miss the rest of the conference either.

Nathan had a combination conference packet with the same games and activities that Hyrum had but also the note taking pages that the rest of us had.  He struggled at first thinking that he had to write full sentences and kept asking me to repeat what was just said or if it was the right thing to write down.  I finally got the message across that all he needed to do was listen and if a word stuck out in his mind he should write it down.

Values. Pray. Scriptures. Teach. Righteous. Missionaries. Worthy. Jesus. Everlasting Happiness.
Obedience. Faithful. Holy Ghost. Peace. Teacher. Serves. Feel his Voice.

After Greg C. Christensen's talk Nathan came over to me and stated with excitement, "I think I can feel the Holy Ghost's voice like he said in his talk 'cause I keep hearing the words I should write in my notes".

We have been using our notes for a conference spotlight in family home evening.  I originally thought that maybe the food had distracted the boys from actually listening to conference but their messages at FHE tell me otherwise.

And every once in a while I hear "I can't wait until conference".

Happy Birthday To LeRoy

Or, Ol' Man, as Levi so affectionately calls him in the same southern accent that LeRoy calls his dad Ol' Man.

LeRoy's all time favorite candy has not changed in the twenty-two years that I've known him so I figured it was about time I make him a Reese's Peanut Butter cake.  I searched All Recipes until I found a peanut butter cake and frosting with raving reviews and topped it all off with mini Reese's cups.  Though he couldn't say it because his mouth was glued shut with peanut butter, he was very happy with his cake.

After he made his birthday wish and blew out the lone candle the kids teased him that he was wishing extra hard not to lose the last few hairs on his head and that he was only allowed one candle because we didn't want to burn the house down.
 

All those years of LeRoy teasing his dad about being old and bald are starting to catch up with him. At least LeRoy takes it in good stride knowing that the kids learned it from hearing the way he torments his own dad.

Hit and Run

October 2012

After an evening of games and the usual "hanging out", Derek, Jacob, Nathan, Sierra and Allyn all loaded up in our teenager car so that Derek could taxi them home.  This takes about 45 minutes because they all live in the rural suburbs of Rexburg (Hibbard, Burton, Lymon, Egin).  All of these small town country roads are surrounded by fields and cows.

On the dark, empty road on the way to Jacob's house they were cruising along just fine and suddenly a cow ran across the road. Luckily, (for the kids and car, not the cow) Derek swerved just hard enough to stay on the road and miss the body of the cow.  However, the driver side door, mirror and window still smacked the poor milker in the face and neck.  As Derek explains it, that 10 seconds seemed to run in slow motion with everyone screaming and leaning to one side, the car swerving with gravel flying, big bulging cow eyes staring at him in the driver's window and a massive tongue smearing across his door window.

While the car full of terrified kids sat at the edge of the road trying to catch their breath and stop shaking, the dazed cow ran off.  We were so grateful that the only damage consisted of a busted mirror, a dented squeaking door and a gross slobber mark across the window instead of any injuries to the kids.

Sierra and Allyn fixed the mirror for him.

A few days later Derek walked out of the school to find the car covered in dry erase cow spots and warnings of "beware of cow" and "caution: cows" and "eat more chicken" written on the windows.

Now it's referred to not as the Malibu or Teen Car but the Cow Car.

The Pillow Fort

The cold weather was forcing the boys to play inside but they were really missing their fort outside so we made some plans and built them an indoor fort.  We started with a trip to Walmart to find a cheap flat sheet to make curtains and the least expensive pillows and  pillow cases we could find for the comfy part of our fort project.

We put Nathan's bed up in the loft area and moved Hyrum's bed from under the loft over to the other wall.    Then the boys used a tape measure to tell me how long the curtains needed to be, waited patiently while I hemmed the raw edges and then helped me tack them up.  We hung a string of Christmas icicle lights along the wall to give them some light when it gets dark (4:30 in the afternoon during winter).

Once we had the "walls" up we were on to the next part. They stood right next to me, complimenting my sewing, while I sewed the pillow cases together to make body pillows for each of them.

  

Their body pillows fit nicely in their fort giving them each a space for reading and watching a movie on the mini DVD player that we set up at the open end of the fort.

There is also room left at the open end for them to play games and eat their movie snacks.

I thought they were excited about the new fort because they had spent at least three solid hours reading, watching, and playing in it but when I told them they could actually spend the night in it they started jumping up and down, hugged me over and over again and declaring that this was "the best day EVER".

Once it was time to actually go to sleep we turned off the Christmas lights and plugged in their nightlight. 

After spending nearly an hour talking about their "awesome" day and having some brotherly chat time (which is so entertaining to listen to) they started to doze off to sleep.  As I stuck my head in to say one last goodnight they groggily got up again to give me even more hugs with sweet declarations of "you're the bestest mom in the whole wide world" (Nathan)  and "I love you a thousand hundred fifty" (Hyrum). It was so much fun planning, creating and playing with my little boys.  Goodnight my little men ♥

1 flat sheet - $2.50

6 pillowcases and 6 pillows - $25

Hugs and Affection at the end of the day - PRICELESS

Summer Olympics 2012

The track races and swimming inspired Nathan and Hyrum to become mini-Olympians.

They did their long jump down the stairs.

Nathan would start the run at the end of the hallway by the bathroom and fly from the top of the stairs to land in the cushions.  Hyrum would start at the end of the hallway, run to the top of the stairs, stop, step down two steps and then jump.  He just barely made it too the cushions and I cringed every time. 

When I first saw this my protective mother instinct wanted to stop them but many of the Olympic commercials were in honor of the mothers who helped the Olympians reach their full potential so I had to let it be . . . just in case I have a future Olympian in the making.

Hyrum wanted to be a swimmer so I filled my six foot tub and let him at it.  He slid down the slippery back, splashing all the way to the faucet (I wouldn't let him "dive") and he spun around in the bubbles and he had me count to see how long he could hold his breath under the water.  When he tired out a bit we drained the tub just enough so that he could lay in the bubbles with only his eyes and nose out of the water (his request).  

The best part of this was that he insisted on doing it in his shorts just like the "real swimmer guys".  He was a little disappointed to not have a cap and goggles but I promised him that when he went to the real Olympics I would get him some.

The boys even came up with their own medal podium.  Using the couch cushions as a makeshift ladder they would climb on the stairway shelf and proudly give each other recognition.  I was so proud to hear their version of the national anthem.  

For The First Time. . .

October 2012

I love October for the cool weather, the fall leaves, and the fall decorations but I have a really hard time with the dark sky, the dark mornings, the dark evenings, and the overall feel that things are dying.  I even feel like I am somehow dying.  Or maybe just packing away the summer me to ready myself for winter hibernation.  I really wanted October to be different this year.  October leads to November and I have hated November for many, many years.  I can pin point a few reasons but mostly, it's all in my head.  So, in an attempt to better October and thus lead into November with a better head, I tried a few new things.

I received a random clothing magazine in the mail from a company I had never heard of and sat in a bored moment to take a look.  Most of the stuff would qualify for a cocktail party and a much more flattering body than mine but there were a couple of items that caught my eye.   I wanted to try something completely different from anything I had worn before.  First, I checked out the return policy since I had NEVER ordered clothing for myself online.  Oh, and I was looking for a winter coat.  Jacket. Whatever.  Something light weight enough that I wouldn't die of a heat stroke while grocery shopping but heavy enough to block out enough winter wind that I wouldn't freeze to death going from the car to my destination.  I thought I had found what I wanted.

And I waited two weeks to order.  The prices weren't holding me back - they were actually very good deals.  It was my October head setting in.

What if I didn't like it?  What a pain to send it back! What if they didn't fit?  What if I just look stupid in that shirt?  Is the jacket really me?

After two weeks of putting up with that nagging negative voice in my head I played devil's advocate for myself.  What if I did like them?  What if they did fit?  What if I looked really great in them?  Who am I that a basic solid colored jacket couldn't be me?

They fit!  They look good!  I like them!  I like green eggs and ham!  I like them Sam I Am!!
(I need to learn how to do that sexy pose and hold my lips just right and grow my hair out about six inches longer and get a padded bra . . . then I'll take pictures.)

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While planning Erika's wedding I got sucked into the Pinterest trap. To take a breather from wedding plans I started pinning recipes.

I mostly just did recipes for me, things that the kids would gag at the idea of because of the use of so many vegetables.  Near the end of September I decided to actually try some of these pinned recipes for family meals.  Some have really flopped.  Just because something has been pinned a million times does not mean it is a good recipe.  Others, weren't too bad.  A few have been great and will be used over and over again.

One for me . . .

Apple Green Drink was called a Detox Smoothie but, since I don't care to do a detox and it is really just a drink not a smoothie, I renamed it.  Technically, this is not the first green drink I have tried.  I remember summers in Yost when Mom and Buddy would make us gag down a glass of their thick, grass smelling concoction before we could go play.  Here I am torturing myself with another healthy green drink.  Pinterest made me do it.  And, my peaked interest at how so many random ingredients could possibly make something tasteful got the better of me. So, this is the first green drink that I chose to make and drink without a parent standing over me.  I have to admit, it’s not bad.  It’s almost good.  Good enough that I make one almost every morning now.  I don’t love it but I like it and I especially like the nutritional value.


One for the kids . . .

I've tried to make home made granola bars before but the kids are never thrilled with them. This time, I found one they love.  My kids are a bit addicted to granola bars but every time I buy them I cringe because of the cost and the ingredients.  I realize these homemade bars don't necessarily fall into the healthy category but they are healthier than what we have been buying.  I like the fact that they contain no high fructose corn syrup and that I can pronounce all of the ingredients.  I like making them in my own kitchen instead of wondering if they were formulated in a chemistry lab.  The kids like it that one batch makes about 25 bars and that I leave a tub of them in the pantry for the taking (except when it's close to dinner time - one of my pet peeves).

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I made my very first 911 call yesterday.  It wasn't an emergency but at least I meant to call instead of apologizing to dispatch after one of my toddlers called by accident.  I was taking Nathan to Tae Kwan Do and was behind a super slow car.  We were late, of course, so I took a different route to get into town.  This took me to the Salem Highway, which turns into Main Street in Rexburg.  As I stopped at the intersection with the highway I could see that the stop sign across the street was laying in the grass.  The post had been snapped in half (wind? kids?).

My mind took it's usual worse-case-scenario detour and I could picture Derek coming from the high school to this intersection and going right through it without stopping and being slammed into by a truck going 55-65 mph as it hit him.  I didn't even hesitate. I called 911.  Now, there is a recorded message of me reporting a stop sign and giving specific details of the intersection, the description of the stop sign and a brief description of why I was so concerned.  I'm almost famous.  Or just a good citizen. The lady on the end of the call probably thought I was a drama queen for my over-concerned imagination. An hour later I took the same route home and there at the intersection stood a miniature stop sign protecting drivers from what my mind made up.

After calling 911 I went to Walmart while Nathan was in class.  I admit, I was distracted.  I pulled into a parking spot and reached down to get my wallet and list off the floor.  In my peripheral vision I could see the car next to us backing out.  Or so I thought.  It was really me moving moving forward which ended with a whump as I rolled into the car facing me. That's a first!

"Kimberly Jo" I chided myself.  I backed up a couple feet, put the van in park this time and got out to assess the damage.  Not a bump, scratch, paint transfer, dent, or sign of my stupidity.  The dust had not even been brushed off the bumper - theirs or mine.  The truly embarrassing part was when Hyrum asked "why did you hit that car, mom?" while walking in the front doors of Walmart.  With heads turning to look at me I just kept walking, innocent as ....well, not innocent at all.

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A couple of years ago I started making birthday cakes.  Well, I had always made birthday cakes but in an effort to get through the middle-of-the-winter blues I taught myself how to make and use fondant, how to use frosting tips, and how to create theme cakes for each of the family birthdays.  I started in January for Levi, February for Justin, March for Hyrum and April for Nathan.

All of this led to making my very first wedding cake. Erika and I designed it and, after having major fondant trouble and going with butter cream frosting instead, we pulled it off. I had only used and perfected my skills with fondant in the cold months and the 85+ degree weather really messed things up.

Derek figured that if I could do all those birthday cakes and make a wedding cake that I was ready to take orders.  Along with a couple of friends, he was planning a surprise birthday party for a girl.  When they researched cakes and how much it would cost to order one he had the brilliant idea to offer my services.

I had only met Sierra while we were in Disneyland with the orchestra and the party planners didn't give me any suggestions or ideas for the cake so I took creative liberty and did my own.  I used a new chocolate cake recipe (tried it the night before and tweaked it for the final product) and a new chocolate frosting recipe that was supposed to be easier to work with than traditional butter cream.  I had SO much fun!!  Derek was giddy like a girl when he saw it and was so excited to show the others.  When I saw Sierra the next day she raved about it, professing her love for the marshmallow flowers and the moist chocolate cake that she finished for breakfast.

This cake didn't cost the party planners anything because I already had all the ingredients for the cake, the frosting, the flowers, and even had the sprinkles and cake round in the cupboard.  It was a much better price (and flavor) than an Albertson's cake would have been.

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I still have one week left in October.  With the weekend trip I have coming up and the primary program on Sunday and the parties at the schools I think this will be the first October in several years that I really enjoy.