Thursday, April 16, 2015

Baby in a Box

I went downstairs to change over the laundry one day and found a baby in a box.  It was a delightful surprise.  I thought the baby was upstairs on her designated chair, but instead she was all cozy in her little box, replete with a hedgehog and puppy for company.  Miriam, of course, and some elaborate game.  As for baby Clover?  She probably blew bubbles until she tired and then drifted off to sleep.  She's the happiest baby I've had, and that is saying something since all my babies have been sweet and contented individuals. 

Thursday, March 26, 2015

Cowen and Boy Brain

There is a give-away in Utah currently where you pledge to read 20 minutes with your kids for at least 12 days and if you do it you earn a Papa John's Pizza as a reward.

Cowen asked me today, "What is a pledge anyway? If we don't do it will they kill us?"

Yes, my dear boy, if we make a pledge to read together and we don't do it, we will be killed.  Nice sum up.

Some Pictures From Back in February

 I think the Samurai book was too violent for Clover.

 I make beautiful children.

Clover, I've decided, looks like me--or, at least, she's more Rasmussen than Young.  Now feel free to disagree as I've never claimed to be good at this game.

Tuesday, March 24, 2015

Lady Harriet Had a Haircut: A Brief Tale

I was very, very sad when Lady Harriet cut her naturally curly, goldy locks.

She was not sad about her hair but she was sad about being in trouble.

 Grandma to the rescue!!

Harriet didn't care about her haircut one way or the other, but she did get tired of my taking pictures.
 She literally ran from the camera.

She's taken to wearing Eli's clothes whenever she feels she can get away with it.

 When Timothy came home the evening after Grandma fixed her hair, he really thought Harriet was a little boy we were babysitting.  Ha.  The change was very hard to get used to.

But now, I have to admit it has grown on me.  It really emphasizes her eyes and how feminine her features are.  She's so lovely.

 There it is--that's our girl.

Love her so much!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Friday, March 13, 2015


I was looking through my blog to make sure I had everything caught up before I uploaded more pictures from my camera, and it appears I never posted this.  The kids were sledding down our tiny hill by the driveway right onto the asphalt.  Then Oskar decided he should get better acquainted with the road.  They're good buddies now.

Ensign Peak--Not a Kids' Hike

A month ago, when Clover was two months old, I was going a little stir crazy and I wanted to finish listening to our book on tape before it was due at the library.  Because of those two things, I decided to take the kids to Salt Lake for a hike.  I thought I remembered hiking to Ensign Peak when I was a child.  I thought I remembered that it was a paved, easy hike.  I have no idea what I remember, but it wasn't Ensign Peak. The Ensign Peak trail is a half mile long going straight up, with fabulous sheer drop-offs guaranteed to terrify mothers of 4 year-old girls who like to run pell-mell up and down trails.  I carried Oskar and Clover up and then I carried Oskar and Clover down.  Then I felt very postpartum and like I was going to die.

Good times.

I do not recommend this hike if you have seven young children and nobody to help you.

Basically, I don't recommend this hike unless you are single and in shape.

On the other hand, the children had a lovely time.  We got to visit where great-great-great-great-great grandpa Wilford Woodruff hung out with Brigham Young (no relation).  The kids thought that was pretty awesome.  

Then there were the amazing views of Salt Lake.  

Plus, only two children wet their pants.  It could have been worse.

Nobody died.

If you add to the balance that we finished our book on tape and loved it, I might hesitantly call the day a success.