Night Run

The other night I did not feel like enduring another boring treadmill run so I put the boys in the stroller and I ran around the neighborhood.  Though they were so cute, I will not be doing that again.  It's too scary for me to run in the dark.

Costco Jungle Gym

Yep, sometimes we let our kids climb all over in Costco.

And they love it!

No More Wrestlemania

The other night after Devin came home from wrestling practice he was showing Jaxon some moves.  After they played wrestlemania for a few minutes Jaxon said he didn't want to play anymore because "Daddy smells like pizza."

Devin and I thought it was so funny!  I didn't think Devin smelled like anything, especially pizza, but I guess Jaxon did!

Ribbons & Bows Mischief

When I found this...

...I almost got really upset.  But then I saw that they weren't stuck there.  Thank goodness!

Light Saber

I never imagined I'd need to say these words, but today I had to tell Jaxon, "Don't wipe his boogers with your light saber!" as he swiped Henry under the nose.  Fabulous.

Sweet Potato vs Yams

In light of the Thanksgiving holiday, I thought I would post some interesting information about sweet potatoes and yams.

They are basically the same thing.

"According to the CSPI (Center for Science in the PUblic Interest), the sweet potato ranks #1 in nutrition compared to other vegetables.

"Sweet potatoes were ranked above carrots, spinach, greens, broccoli, peas, corn, tomatoes, and squash.  Scores were assigned to various vegetables by adding up their percent of USRDA for 6 nutrients plus fiber."  --Box of Nature's Pride Sweet Potatoes & Yams

The sweet potato deserves to be on the highest perch because it is a nutritional powerhouse with 4 ounces of cooked pulp supplying 2 grams of protein, 3.4 grams of fiber, 24.6 mg of vitamin C, 28 mg of calcium, 22.6 mcg of folic acid, 20 mg of magnesium, 348 mg of potassium, and a whopping 21,822 I.U. of vitamin A.  The skins, which are completely edible, add even more fiber.

http://bellybytes.com/food/sweet_potatoes

Mommy Haircuts

I don't know what it is about haircuts, but it seems like something that only my mom or Devin's mom know how to do.  I was too intimidated to try it, for fear of failure.  I don't know why.  It's not that hard.

But, I was tired of having the kids with the crazy, long, never-combed hair.  So, I used the clippers and did their haircuts myself!  Now I feel like I passed some sort of "Mommy Initiation" or something and can now cut my own boys hair.  

Half + .9 = 14

Yep, a half marathon plus eight tenths of a mile equals fourteen miles.  That was the run today and it was serious!  Good thing Gu tastes like chocolate pudding--yummy!  My hips were okay, but under my butt hurt like under my hip bones???  I don't know what that's about.  And now I'm having a weird pain in my right inner thigh that isn't like any other pain I've had before.  I hope it goes away because every time I move my leg it hurts...yikes!  Oh, and my face got a little sun because it took quite a while and I'm getting a little congested...noooooo!  I hate a stuffy nose!  (I don't mean to complain, I'm just documenting my ailments during training.)

Only 4 more miles and we'll be at our longest training run.  I can't believe we are this close!  I ran today with my mom and Louisa.  Those ladies rock!

Oh, and today we helped Devin's sis and her husband move into their new house.  It's super cute and the best part is that it's only 10 minutes away from us!  Yea!

Now, it's time to take a hot bath!

Two Choices

As I stood at the stove this evening attempting to make gravy by myself for the first time, both of my little boys were crying at my feet.  They were both tired and hungry and needed love from their mommy.  I myself, was tired and hungry too plus tired of hearing them cry.

I realized I had two choices:  Get upset, pull the gravy off the stove, run to my room, lock the door and take a moment to push away my frustrations while the boys continued to cry at my door.  OR I could kneel down right there, take my sad boys in my arms and just love them with all I had.  That's what I chose.

As I sat their holding them, I felt so much love for them and gratitude to my Heavenly Father for granting them to be my boys.  It was kinda cute--they both were trying to push the other one off me so they wouldn't have to share mommy.  I thought to myself that though times like the one a few moments earlier are hard, and I might have thoughts of wishing I were somewhere else besides home with kids, there might be a time when I would love to have my little boys small again when all they needed was their mama.

I can't believe Jaxon is already 3.  Time goes by so quickly and before I know it, they will be graduating high school, or getting married, or having kids of their own.  I love my sweet babies and I know Devin and I are so blessed they came to our family.

Training Bras

Since Henry is totally weaned now I needed to get a new bra.  Yea!  There are certain times I need different sizes, usually one when I'm pregnant, one for nursing, and a smaller, not-pregnant, non-nursing one.  Anyway, that's probably too much info, but whatev...here's my story...

Last week I had a few minutes to wait while my car was being serviced at the Superstition Toyota dealership so I went over to the mall to check out Victoria Secret (the best bras ever and totally worth the money)!  The girl pulled out the drawer of like 15 different styles in my size and opened a room for me.

While I was trying to decide, and wondering how women deal with so much padding in some of them (I mean, seriously, have you seen "The Bombshell"?  It's big enough to be a pillow!), a heard a mother and daughter bring her daughter in to get a room.  While the daughter was trying some bras on the mother asked the Victoria Secret employee, "How much do these bras cost?"  The employee told her $48.  The mother then said rather loudly and surprised, "I aint buyin' her no forty-eight dollar bra!  She has a fifteen dollar one now that works just fine.  Don't you have any cheaper ones?"

I had a flash back to being a young girl going to try on bras with my mother.  My mom would never have done anything like that, but just going bra shopping was embarrassing enough for me already!  I felt so bad for the girl!  At that age, boobs are a big deal and I can just imagine the girl in the room cringing with embarrassment.

I was reminded that talking about price before taking your kids shopping (when they are old enough to understand cost, of course) is important to avoid situations like that.  When I have a daughter at an age when self esteem is so fragile, I hope to be more sensitive than that mother was.

Oh, and I did find a fabulous bra:) It was $48, but totally worth it!