Starr's View

Yawns' Purpose

2012-02-16T13:13:00.001-08:00

Rosie told me today, "When you yawn outside you catch the wind."

10 Minutes Ago...

2012-02-06T02:02:00.000-08:00

Yesterday someone told me, "I know you aren't supposed to have favorites, but you have the most beautiful baby here." Flattery that I'm inclined to believe...

Once there Was a Snowman

2012-02-06T01:33:00.000-08:00

I like having a back yard. Yes, that is a pineapple top as a "hat." Blame me. It had fallen out compost bucket half-way to the pile. Reuse before it gets recycle.

Happiness Is...

2012-02-01T04:22:00.000-08:00

happiness is feeling soothed as you sit in a corner of your favorite cafe with a hot drink, tea biscuit, & a book

Skyline Firedance

2012-01-28T11:01:00.000-08:00

Music for these photos I took this afternoon. Someday I'll be sophisticated enough to photo edit. But for now, I'll just play with the "pin hole" filter on my camera.

Cami's Compliments

2012-01-24T02:57:00.000-08:00

When we attended Parents' Evening at Cami's school a few months back, her teacher reported that she'd be thrilled to have a class full of Cami clones. (Which confirms that our children do act differently at school than they do at home.)

Anyway, Cami ran out of school on Friday with a huge grin & excitedly told me that she'd been selected to be "Star of the Week" for her class. I read her teacher's comments on her certificate & can't help but feel proud of my girl:

"For being an ALWAYS person! Always helpful, always kind, always working hard, always trying her best & always friendly."

King's Cross

2012-01-21T05:05:00.000-08:00

Normally, I roll my eyes at touristy stuff. But sometimes there is just some thing you have to do.

While waiting for our train back to Leeds on Wednesday, I convinced Jason that we needed to find it for Cami. We wandered to the area designated for Platforms 9, 10, & 11. And then we followed the signs that took us to a different corridor. Unlike Harry, we didn't have a guard looking at us like we were wasting time asking for Platform 9 3/4. Instead, we could catch the Hogwart's Express when no one was looking.

An Evening in London

2012-01-19T02:02:00.000-08:00

There's no particular order to these photos. Just something images from the jaunt Jason, Gracie, & I took to get her US citizenship & passport sorted. We met up with my friend Bethany, who makes an excellent guide.

Almost Naked Baby Pictures

2012-01-05T12:41:00.000-08:00

I once read a "dirty secret" from a food blogger who took photos in the bathroom, because it had the best light. That's true in our house, too. And when you have a happy water baby, you take advantage of it.

Pretty in Purple, Courtesy of Ruby

2012-01-05T02:50:00.000-08:00

Thanks, Ruby, for giving Gracie such a pretty dress. Like Cami, Grace looks great in purple. Second-hand fashion, original beauty.

Sleep Walking

2012-01-05T02:37:00.000-08:00

Jason and I were in the family room watching a movie, when we see this pajama clad "sleepwalker" in the doorway. She came into the room doing a fairly good impression of a zombie. But once I started laughing, she started to giggle & assumed some new arm positions.

Now whenever she supposed to be in her bed, but wants to interrupt whatever I'm doing, I'm followed by the sleepwalker.

Out My Window

2011-12-31T05:53:00.000-08:00

With a view like this, how can I not love my bedroom?

Creative People -- Maegan Dougherty

2011-12-30T13:14:00.000-08:00

My friend Maegan is hosting a My Favorites photo contest on her website. Go check it out. My vote goes to a cute little girl sticking her tongue out...and for once I don't mean Rosie.

Looking over the photos Maegan has shot in 2011 made me think about the photo shoots she used to do for us, particularly our last official session in June of 2008. Rosie was exactly eight weeks old, a chubby little baby in a blue-with-white-polka-dot dress. Graham looked so handsome in his blue-with-red-stripes plaid shirt. And Cami radiated Cami-ness as she admired the rainbow Jason had painted on her face. The photos aren't available in Maegan's archive anymore. But her words are. They still make me tear up with appreciation for the family we can be in our best moments. Thank you, Maegan, for reminding me.

The River Wharfe

2011-12-30T12:20:00.000-08:00

More Faces I Love

2011-12-28T11:30:00.001-08:00

Violent

2011-12-28T11:18:00.000-08:00

Cami wanted me to take photos of her being "violent." What do you think of these faces?

Playing (with my new camera) at the park

2011-12-28T11:05:00.000-08:00

Faces

2011-12-28T09:46:00.001-08:00

Graham's Love List

2011-12-23T05:23:00.000-08:00

Graham told me yesterday that he loves me almost as much, just a teeny bit less, than his Special Love (aka Gracie).

If I were the jealous sort I think I'd find comfort in that. Graham frequently reports that he loves Jason just a teeny bit less than he loves Jason's iPhone.

Mr. Python

2011-12-18T10:50:00.001-08:00

Cami was practicing her lines for the Christmas Eve Nativity, reciting the gentle words of Mary, handmaid of the Lord, when Jason burst out laughing.

"Know what I heard her say? 'Behold the hand grenade of the Lord'."

Happiness Is...

2011-12-16T05:18:00.001-08:00

happiness is watching seagulls at daybreak

The Spirit of Mrs. Malaprop

2011-12-12T09:58:00.000-08:00

Jason was helping Rosie in the bathroom and called her pull-up "underpants."

Rosie's response, "They aren't wonderpants."

Cute cut

2011-12-09T04:48:00.000-08:00

Yesterday Rosie had an appointment to get her crazy curls back under control. As I collected her from preschool I reminded her where we were going. Her wailing response: But I don't want my hair cut! I'm already cute!

What is this like?

2011-12-08T08:54:00.001-08:00

I'm currently reading a YA novel (The Medici Seal, if anyone is interested) in which Leonardo da Vinci is an important character. The narrator/protagonist describes how completely focused da Vinci could become -- to the point that time, physical conditions, and project assistants became non-existent.

I have a friend (LG--Hi!) who could block out the world when doing homework with Tori Amos playing in the background. Her powers of concentration still wow me.

Driving everybody home from school this afternoon, I was listening to an Irish novelist on the radio & he said something about the writing process that I am going to be mentally digesting for a long time: I'm so intent that it's as if I'm not there.

Happiness Is...

2011-12-06T12:16:00.000-08:00

happiness is hearing Rosie play with Gracie: Mommy, put us in the oven (her bed), we need cooking -- we're baby biscuits!

It's beginning to look a lot like. . .

2011-12-05T11:24:00.001-08:00

Freezing rain turned into this stuff. I promise, it was much prettier in person and frigid. When I took Rosie outside to play, she happily ate snowflakes as they fell into her mouth. But after three minutes she said, "It's too windy!" and we spent the rest of the day inside.

Happiness Is...

2011-12-04T07:31:00.000-08:00

happiness is telling Graham we were about to play Little Drummer Boy & have him ask, "Is that rum-pa-pum?"

Happiness Is...

2011-12-02T03:06:00.000-08:00

happiness is making the family's traditional birthday cake

Happiness Is...

2011-12-01T12:07:00.000-08:00

happiness is helping out Gracie's cousin-twin (my cousin became a dad the same day I become a fourth-time mom) with productive advice

Happiness Is...

2011-11-29T11:56:00.000-08:00

happiness is having Graham delightedly exclaim, "We're working together!" as he, Rosie, & I fold a crepe paper streamer

Happiness Is...

2011-11-28T07:54:00.000-08:00

happiness is a cashmere sweater

Happiness Is...

2011-11-27T10:17:00.001-08:00

happiness is hearing Rosie say, "You're my friend."

Happiness Is...

2011-11-24T23:37:00.001-08:00

happiness is Cami's excitement as she plans her birthday party

Happiness Is...

2011-11-24T09:09:00.000-08:00

happiness is harvesting rose hips on a sunny November day

Happiness Is...

2011-11-23T13:25:00.001-08:00

happiness is listening to Rosie sing to herself

Happiness Is...

2011-11-23T05:42:00.001-08:00

happiness is being friends with Jason

Happiness is...

2011-11-21T07:02:00.001-08:00

happiness is a mixed handful of caramel and salty popcorn

Happiness is...

2011-11-20T08:04:00.001-08:00

happiness is Cami's excitement at seeing Gracie take her first real crawling "steps"

Happiness Is...

2011-11-18T23:44:00.000-08:00

happiness is pulling on warm clothes that have been drying in the airing cupboard

Happiness Is...

2011-11-18T04:52:00.000-08:00

happiness is seeing Gracie's delight as she makes friends with the baby in the mirror

Happiness Is...

2011-11-17T09:52:00.001-08:00

happiness is seeing an unexpected (and unfamiliar) bird outside the kitchen window

Happiness Is...

2011-11-16T04:45:00.003-08:00

happiness is reading blog messages from loved ones far away

House Rules

2011-11-15T22:12:00.000-08:00

Some childless friends stopped by recently and saw the "House Rules" posted in the kitchen. One of them observed, "Those wouldn't work in our house."

Here they are:

1. Only Say Kind Things
2. Only Do Kind Things
3. Inside Voices
4. Listen More
5. Do It Now!

The first three are mostly for the kids, the last two are mostly for me.

Yesterday was chaos because I didn't obey #5.

Graham had asked me to hang out with him in the family room, rather than doing my typical morning routine. Because I agreed, we were rushed getting everybody out the door for school, I didn't look at the calendar & totally forgot that Cami had a dance exam until she asked, "When's my dance test?" (as it was starting -- talk about a panic moment but it all ended ok), and I spaced it that a couple of friends were stopping by in the evening.

So, I got up when I woke up at 5 and got started on all those things I didn't do yesterday morning. Things feel much better. Now, to combine #4 & #5, I'm going to help Graham make pancakes.

Happiness Is...

2011-11-15T04:13:00.000-08:00

happiness is having Gracie sleep in my arms

Happiness Is...

2011-11-14T07:34:00.000-08:00

happiness is six months with this little girl

Happiness is...

2011-11-13T07:10:00.000-08:00

happiness is laughing with the kids -- and then having Jason tell me that hearing us was a "happiness is" moment for him

Happiness Is...

2011-11-12T10:03:00.000-08:00

happiness is showing Rosie that the lettuce seeds we planted earlier this week are sprouting

Happiness Is...

2011-11-11T04:52:00.000-08:00

happiness is watching Gracie trying to figure out how to crawl

Happiness Is...

2011-11-10T01:31:00.000-08:00

happiness is having a friend take the kids to school when someone is unwell -- thank you, Kate!

Happiness Is...

2011-11-09T03:06:00.000-08:00

happiness is seeing Cami's face when I tell her what a good job she did in her school assembly

Happiness Is...

2011-11-09T03:05:00.000-08:00

happiness is hearing Graham say he loves his school teacher

Happiness is...

2011-11-07T06:36:00.000-08:00

happiness is having a dishes fairy (aka a dish washing machine) work its magic

Happiness Is...

2011-11-06T09:52:00.000-08:00

happiness is being able to share our new home with friends

Happiness is...

2011-11-05T11:16:00.000-07:00

happiness is hearing Cami say "thank you"

Happiness is...

2011-11-04T12:51:00.000-07:00

happiness is going for a walk through the fields with a friend (thanks Bethany!)

Happiness Is...

2011-11-03T05:58:00.000-07:00

happiness is watching Rosie as she performs her newest composition among the trees: I seem to be lost, I seem to be lost

Happiness is...

2011-11-02T14:18:00.001-07:00

happiness is listening to Cami & a school friend giggling in the backseat of the car

Happiness is...

2011-11-01T07:02:00.001-07:00

happiness is Gracie's smile when I get her out of bed

Happiness Is...

2011-10-31T08:28:00.000-07:00

happiness is coming home & finding Jason vacuuming the dining room (every room looks better vacuumed, in my opinion)

Cuteness

2011-10-30T02:09:00.000-07:00

Jason told me about a conversation he had with Rosie, when he was pretending to nibble on her.

Rosie (emphatically): I'm not for eating!

Jason: What are you for?

Rosie (placidly): For loving.

Happiness is...

2011-10-30T01:33:00.000-07:00

happiness is...a friend who steals your kids for a sleepover (especially when daylight savings goes off & you can actually enjoy that extra hour)

Happiness Is...

2011-10-29T05:36:00.000-07:00

happiness is...being excited when Jason throws open the dining room curtains to reveal an English sunrise

Happiness Is...

2011-10-28T10:36:00.000-07:00

I was thinking about these little cartoons that my grandmother had plastered all over her fridge. They featured a little naked girl & boy & I thought each one began with the tag "happiness is...." An internet search corrected me. They were "love is..." cartoons.

Despite my faulty memory, I've decided to (try) to post one thing that makes me happy every day. Today's simple pleasure:

happiness is...watching the kids play together outside on a crisp & sunny autumn day

Just a Walk

2011-10-28T06:27:00.000-07:00

Two Saturdays ago, I went for a walk at dawn in the fields behind our house. I live in a movie set.

Dining Room and The View

2011-10-28T06:13:00.000-07:00

Gracie crying in the dining room.

What I see from the kitchen sink.

Cami's bedroom view.

The garden shot from my room.

Big Kids' Rooms

2011-10-28T06:04:00.000-07:00

Graham's room. (The hidey-hole/bottom bunk space is his "cave.")

Cami in her room, ordering Rosie to get out.

The New Place -- for Lesley

2011-10-28T05:41:00.000-07:00

So, we moved on October 1st. It's wonderful. It isn't fancy, but it's homey. Even though we haven't gotten a sofa yet (one is coming next month) and Jason and I are waiting for our new bed to be delivered, it's bliss. The kids have been off school for half-term (think spring break only it happens every six weeks) & because they all have their own rooms things are happy.

My wonderful friend Lesley has been hinting strongly that photos are due, so here we go. I could have pretended to live in some photo-shopped, magazine-worthy spread, but who am I kidding? If you are reading this blog, you already know that I don't live in a magazine -- I have four kids and am too lazy to run around all day cleaning up after them.

So, here's the photos of the interior. And you see, it's just a house. But wait until you see outside....
Rosie (and Graham) like her room.

The family room, which is waiting for the sofa to be delivered. Toys everywhere -- no surprises.

The opposite corner from the computer. This is my spot. (And more toys/games/puzzles.)

Appropriately Enough...

2011-10-24T11:32:00.000-07:00

Less than a month ago, Cami started Harry Potter and the Philosopher's Stone. At this moment, she's lying in bed reading the last five pages of Deathly Hallows. She's definitely our kid.

What's the Joke

2011-09-30T11:28:00.000-07:00

Rose kept turning the light off in the kids' room, really frustrating Jason. After three or four times, he said with exasperation, "Just stop it! It's not funny!"

Rose looked at him with a pleasantly confused face & said, "I'm not laughing."

(I, of course, laughed.)

Only Response: The Vulcan Eyebrow

2011-09-26T10:29:00.000-07:00

Cami just stated this bit of bafflement: Rosie knows how to play [Uno]. She just doesn't understand the game.

Au Naturel

2011-09-24T09:25:00.000-07:00

Rosie just gave an interesting argument against putting on her pajamas. She assumed the "Tree" yoga position & said, "I can't put on my pajamas. I'm a tree & trees are supposed to be naked."

The Best Medicine

2011-09-24T07:56:00.000-07:00

One hazard of dormer windows is that you sometimes bump your head. This afternoon Jason let out a bellow of pain during a collision. Rosie made us both laugh when she told him, "It's ok, Daddy. It's not your fault."

Rain, Rain, Go Away

2011-09-09T04:24:00.000-07:00

I was holding Gracie when she started spitting up. Rosie exclaimed, "Baby, drops are falling -- get an umbrella!"

For Angela

2011-09-08T03:47:00.000-07:00

I noticed Rosie climbing out from under her blanket this morning, so I went into her room to give her a hug.

"Good morning, Rosie."

"Hi, Mom. I slept with the caterpillars last night."

A Tasty Treat

2011-08-28T06:54:00.000-07:00

Gracie is an excellent self-soother, sucking her fingers -- or those belonging to others. Rosie just noticed and declared, "Baby is eating herself. Get your fingers out of there!"

International Non-Sequiter

2011-08-08T09:44:00.000-07:00

Cami just asked me, "Is President Obama the president of all of America." When I asked for clarification, she explained that she wanted to know if he was president of South America and North America.

I replied that he was just in charge of the United States of America.

Her response, "Awww. I wish Pharaohs would come back."

So I had this baby. . . .

2011-08-06T14:38:00.000-07:00

For weeks, going on months actually, I've been thinking about how it probably looks to the world like I'm going through post-partum depression. I haven't put a million photos up on Facebook or here. I haven't written up the minute details of what it's like being the mother of four. It must look like I'm overwhelmed or in denial about the existence of this little creature that entered my life on May 14th.

The realities are a bit different. I am absolutely in love. When I lay on the bed with Grace tucked in close, I love the feeling of her sweet, round tummy pressed up against mine. When I walk around our neighborhood & the eye doctor runs out to the sidewalk to see the baby or the pharmacy-tech asks to get a cuddle, I feel proud. In part because these moments remind me that we've become part of the community, but mostly because Grace is so easy to love. I've said it to Cami, to Graham, & to Rosie, but it applies to Gracie just as much: I love you for you.

And I'm awfully blessed to belong to her.

M'n'M moment

2011-08-06T14:31:00.000-07:00

Rose talked me into buying her a package of Peanut M'n'Ms this evenings. She didn't have to work very hard for it, to be honest. I was happy to eat them. But I reminded her that she doesn't seem to like eating nuts. Still, they were the treat she wanted, so they were the treat that made it out of the store.

As we walked home, I carried her up on my shoulders. It's not an unusual arrangement. But I didn't expect a gentle rain of M'n'M bits falling around me. When I asked her about it, she emphatically explained, "I don't like nuts. Squirrels like nuts."

I think she was leaving them behind for the squirrels.

Scrambled on the Sunny Side

2011-07-17T09:54:00.000-07:00

Rosie makes me and Jason laugh all the time. During supper, Jason just told her, "Rosie, you crack me up." With an emphatic little voice she responded, "You are not an egg!"

Graham's Riddle Today

2011-07-12T00:12:00.000-07:00

What goes "Tok, tok, tok?"

A clock that lost its "tick."

Food of the gods

2011-07-06T12:01:00.000-07:00

Rosie must have caught the scent of melting Extra Creamy Lindt, because her bedtime plea tonight was, "I love chocolate. I like chocolate. I waaaaant chocolate."

Words of Wisdom

2011-06-24T01:06:00.000-07:00

Rosie quote of the day: I don't like sleeping, but I love sleeping.

I will remind her when she doesn't want to go to bed tonight.

Amazing Grace

2011-05-15T10:54:00.001-07:00

The Facts

Name: Caitlin Grace Turner (known as Gracie)

Date of Birth: Saturday, 14 May 2011

Time of Birth: 11:49 p.m. British Summer Time

Weight: 8 pounds 3 ounces

Other metrics: They don't measure how long a baby is or head circumference or any of that other stuff here.

An hour after delivery.

About 13 hours old. Sleeping just before heading home from the hospital.

I keep thinking about the witty things Jason had to say when Rosie was born. Both here on my blog & also on his own (which he hasn't used in three years). And I just can't compete. So, here's what I've got to say:

Caitlin Grace Turner joined our family very late Saturday night at 11:49 British Summer Time (aka GMT +1).

The Details

For those who want details, let me just say We are done. I love my baby. She's sweet & Cami, Graham, & Rosie love her. I am thrilled that Jason and I have grown much more competent in our actual ability to care for a newborn than we were when Cami arrived, while being much more cautious with Gracie's well-being. But I am never doing this again.

I almost gave birth in the car.

You think I'm joking, but I'm not.

Call it a cultural misunderstanding.

I was 10 days overdue. My ob/midwife team in New Jersey just wouldn't have let that happen. They would have scheduled an induction last week during which I would have gladly let them stick a very big needle with heavy-duty medicine into my back, spent the night sleeping, & had a baby about mid-day.

Well, that sort of thing isn't done here. 14 days overdue is the standard for induction. And so I experienced slow off-and-on labor beginning on Friday night. Just like I'd prayed for, actually.

But I didn't pray that it would stop at 3 a.m. Saturday morning. Or that because I've never had a delivery that didn't involve pitocin (evil stuff), I wouldn't know that I was in actual heavy labor. So, when I called the hospital about 10:30 p.m. I spent about 10 agonized minutes trying to get the midwife confirm that it was time to come in (and even then it was a grudging "Well, I guess we can check you out.") By the time my friend Tracy arrived to stay with the kids, I needed somebody rational to remind me how to breath through a contraction. She saved me from hyperventilating.

I saw the car clock read 11:23 when we got in. And during the 15 minute drive I groaned out, "I think I'm crowning." "You can't be," Jason countered, "Your water hasn't broken." (A convenient untruth -- he didn't know he was lying -- designed to keep us both from panicking/hyperventilating.)

We got to the hospital & never made it into the triage center. The triage midwife took a look at me at the door, asked "Do you want to push?" and ran for a wheelchair (which doesn't happen in English hospitals -- if you are in labor, you WALK). She and Jason ran me into the delivery suite, demanding an empty delivery room, which the delivery midwives chaotically tried to find.

The midwife and attending nurse very quickly assigned to me handed me a breathing tube with a mixture of laughing gas & oxygen. When another contraction hit I sounded like Darth Vader, sucking in that stuff like a drug addict. When they got me out of my trousers, there's wasn't time to get me out of my shirt & cardigan. It was just "up on the bed & push."

"I WANT AN EPIDURAL!" I screamed, to which the midwife replied, "We're way past that stage, honey." And we were, two minutes later a tiny head was free -- sunny side up. Jason said Gracie stretched & blinked & looked around. I'm so glad I didn't see that. I keep imagining this little purple alien head in a box. Anyway, another push to get her shoulders out & she was free, where they cleaned her right there on the bed & I got introduced to my baby.

Like I said, she's sweet. Right now, she's laying on the Boppy on my lap, sleeping. And I love her. But, and I really mean this, I'm never doing that again.

Just a few more photos

2011-05-13T12:28:00.000-07:00

This makes me laugh. Something about it reminds me of American Gothic. Although this happens to be English Medieval.

I Told Him I'm Not -- American Mothers' Day Special

2011-05-08T12:01:00.000-07:00

Graham just told me, "Mom, you're the best person in our family. But I'm not sure if you're the best person in the world."

Feels Familiar

2011-05-04T02:58:00.000-07:00

Remember this post? Feeling very familiar right now. Only major difference is that it's 11:23 a.m. & that I actually slept last night.

I wish that we were able to recreate this follow up today. But Jason's got a long day at the office and all three kids have school today. Sure, I'll grab Rosie from preschool in 40 minutes and we'll play outside, but that's not a day at the beach.

It's been a day of washing the car, returning library books, getting meat from the butcher, and vacuuming the house. Sounds like I'm nesting, doesn't it? And nesting is the one part of pregnancy that I just don't do. The reality is that I'm taking advantage of my last guaranteed three-hours-all-to-myself-period to do those things that will drive me nuts when I'm supposed to be basking in the glow of new (again) motherhood.

Family Photos 4

2011-04-29T13:01:00.000-07:00

I suggested that Rose pretend to be asleep. She lay down right on the railway tracks and shut her eyes. The wonder of having a sleep-trained child is beyond my ability to express.

Family Photos 3

2011-04-29T12:47:00.000-07:00

Idealized moment: Awww, look at the cute family.
Reality: Awww, the kids are trying to run away.

Family Photos 2

2011-04-29T11:09:00.001-07:00

Even when he's making faces, I think he's cute.

Family Photos 1

2011-04-29T03:39:00.001-07:00

Jenni Boyd, one of the YW advisers when I was still YW Pres., is a talented photographer who asked if she could borrow our family (especially the kids) to expand her portfolio. So, back in March we met up at Kirkstall Abbey. I'll put up some more photos featuring my guys later.

It's Tradition

2011-04-10T08:25:00.001-07:00

A few weeks ago, Jason and I were asked what is our family's most unique tradition. It took us a while to come up with an answer, until I realized that that 8-months pregnant photo shoot counted.

It started when Cami was 2 & wanted to climb a tree, but was scared. Despite being a few weeks away from Graham's due date, I went up with her. Jason took a photo. And then 2 1/2 years later, we repeated the experience with 2 year old Graham. And this past week, we all took turns in a tree on the grounds of our rented house in Scotland.

Mother's Day Moments

2011-04-03T08:58:00.000-07:00

Today is British Mothering Sunday (aka Mother's Day). It began early when Cami came up to our room at 6 a.m. to try to get me out of bed so she could give me the present she'd made at Brownies. (Sleeping in is not really a part of my life as a mother.)

There have been other low lights:

Graham joining Cami's efforts to get me up which required that they have a fight in my bed while "snuggling" with me & Jason.

Pregnancy nausea and the kids' insistence that they finish off the 2 liter of Sprite that was open because of that nausea.

Continued fighting throughout the day.

All children "forgetting" that it hurts a lot when they elbow me in my enormous stomach.

And the one that made me and Jason laugh:

Rosie crying in the living room led to Jason asking what was wrong.

"Graham bited me."

"Graham bit you?"

"No, he BITED me!"

Midnight Spa

2011-03-24T00:22:00.000-07:00

Pregnancy-induced sleeplessness is my second most-disliked bit of growing a person. Usually I wake up about 2 and can't get back to sleep until about 5, but last night it kicked in around 11:30. My skin felt tight and I felt just a little too warm.

Diagnosis: slight sunburn and mild dehydration.

Middle-of-the-night spa treatments may seem odd, but it since I wasn't sleeping anyway. . .

Step 1: Drink lots of water.

Step 2: Oatmeal mask/scrub and oatmeal bath.

Step 3: Deep condition hair.

Step 4: Heavy-duty body moisturizer.

Conclusion: I now look a little bit tan.

Sound the Alert

2011-03-24T00:18:00.000-07:00

I was holding the pouty-faced Rosie when she announced, "We are people."

"Yes, we are people."

"But I don't want to be people. I want to be an Octonaut!"

Toddler Times

2011-03-21T03:00:00.001-07:00

Anybody remember the commercial where the parents are telling some friends how their kid slid a grilled cheese sandwich into the VCR machine? Here's the modern version:

I just asked Rosie where my debit card was. (I'd given in to her screams while I conducted a business call.) She told me it was in the computer. Indeed it was -- she'd fit in into the CD slot. Thank goodness for tweezers.

Foot Fetish -- Thanks to Jason for the Title

2011-03-14T00:49:00.000-07:00

Rosie just came downstairs, dressed in her daytime clothes. She proudly told me, "Look, my toes are naked!"

For Natalie

2011-03-14T00:25:00.001-07:00

Natalie, a friend in Australia, has requested a couple of "what does Starr look like with a bump" photos. So, I had Jason take these about an hour ago.

For those who want the details: I'm 33 weeks pregnant. #4 (gender is "probably a girl") is due on May 4th, but my expected delivery date is May 18th or 19th.

Pancake Week

2011-03-11T23:13:00.000-08:00

Shrove Tuesday (the day before Ash Wednesday) is interpreted as Pancake Day -- an opportunity to use up all the eggs, butter, and milk that would otherwise spoil during Lent. But since we usually make pancakes multiple times week (and occasionally multiple times a day), I thought I'd record the variety of pancakes consumed this week.

Tuesday morning: American pancakes with Nutella.

Cami's lunch: leftover pancake "sandwich" with Nutella (she purposely reserved two pancakes during breakfast for this purpose).

Supper: Scandinavian pancakes

Cami's Faith in God activity at church: English pancakes with strawberry filling.

Wednesday supper: German pancakes.

Friday breakfast: buckwheat pancakes (a favorite for Graham to make when he and I are the first ones up).

Saturday morning: Swedish pancakes with powdered sugar or strawberry glaze.

I Wish You Could Have Heard This

2011-03-06T08:16:00.000-08:00

Cami made cupcakes, which are currently being consumed. Rosie licked all the chocolate frosting off the top of hers & was reaching for the next when I stopped her, "Rosie, eat your cake!"

Rosie took a deep breath and then responded, "Alwight, alwight. I will eat my cake."

Since you are curious

2011-03-05T03:40:00.000-08:00

Hi Everybody,

Since there's some interest in where we'll be in Scotland, here's the link to the house we are renting. I think it'll be fun to be in an upside-down house (the kitchen & living room are under the rafters, with the bedrooms on the ground level).