Apr 29, 2014

The one and only Henry

Swims in...
...the bath tub.

Paints with...
...cars.

Adores...
...pipes.

Wants to be...
...a dragon.

Spells with...
Me: "A M, that spells am. I am your mama."

Henry: "And I am your Dragon Henry."
..cookies.

We sure love our one and only Dragon Henry.

Here you are making faces...
...with possibly the biggest mouth we've ever seen. 

Apr 28, 2014

A little zen on the playground

Today's playground yoga fun brings us this plow pose demonstration.


I am so happy that you are both learning yoga right at school. It is such a great tool for your mind and body health! And I really, really, really, really  watching your volcano breathing.


xoxo,
Mama

Apr 25, 2014

She's serious about ham sandwiches

Me: Ok. Be careful in the parking lot so you don't get squished.

Lucy: Yeah and I really don't want to get squished today because I'd miss my ham sandwich!


Infultrated by robots

I started this game called "Robot" at the playground where I chase you while acting like a robot. It was intended to be convenient for me because, as a robot, I can chase slowly and the beeping noises keep you loving the game for a long time. The only downside is that its popularity has spread to everyone on the playground. Everyone. Thus, we play A LOT of Robot.


Then there is the ongoing discussion on the three universal laws for robots. Nothing like nerding out with a 4-year-old, going over these for the fifteenth time in one day.

WALL•E, 2008

Add to that MANY robot books we have checked out from the library. This one by David Lucas (OH MY GOSH, I LOVE HIM SO MUCH) is possibly my favorite:

Robot and the Bluebird by David Lucas

And pretty soon, a large part of my days are spent acting like, reading, or talking about ROBOTS.


You get even more of your fill watching robot movies.


Despite the prolonged mania, I am still loving on the robots. We are one big robo-nerd family. Lucy even wants to be this one for Halloween!

Small Wonder, 1980's TV

Thanks for bringing some crazy, fun stuff into my life.

Love beep bo bo beep,
Your robot mama

Apr 23, 2014

In this case, it means "busted."

In the packed school hallway, next to the teacher and various parents.
Her: "Mom, what's a nooner?"
Me: "Um...something that happens at noon."
Her: "So why'd you say 'thanks for the great nooner' to dad?"
Me: "Um..."
Her: Looking at adults, clearly wondering what's funny.
Me: "Uh... where did your backpack go?"
Wow. If you were going for maximum dose of humility, I am not sure you could have timed that better.  I will try to forget before you are fifteen and have a facebook page.

Apr 22, 2014

Delicious no-bake goodness


I'm not great about making sweets, not one of those moms with the frosted cookie cutouts or themed cupcakes. I spend most of my cooking time focused on getting 5 fruits and veggies in you ever day. I might call my cooking style "stealth-veggie-experimental." Sometimes, you call my cooking style "gross." Yes, there are downsides to my cooking. But leaving out the fancy desserts has left your expectations wonderfully low; you will usually finish up the last bites of my grossest veggie goulash for the prize of a POPSICLE or "oh my goodness, oh my goodness" a CUP OF MARSHMALLOWS.

One treat we make occasionally are Unbaked Chocolate Oatmeal Chews, aka Gorilla Poops. Your dad started the trend. I get the feeling he ate them A LOT as a missionary. They are delicious, and quick. Plus, you get to say the word "poop" lots and lots. Who doesn't love that?

Here's the recipe:

Gorilla Poops

2 cups sugar
1/2 cup butter
3 cups oatmeal
1 cup coconut
1/2 tsp salt
1/2 cup milk
3 Tbsp cocoa
1 cup chopped nuts
1 tsp vanilla

Cook sugar, milk, butter and coca until boiling. Mix rest of ingredients in large bowl and pour coca mixture over the top. Toss to mix and quickly drop on waxed paper. Let set.

Makes a couple dozen small ones or (on a particularly homesick day north of the arctic circle) one GIANT one to eat straight from the bowl with your companion.

Apr 14, 2014

Happy fruit loop day

The daphne bush is blooming in our yard! They smell FANTASTIC and (you are right) a little bit like fruit loops.


Have fun celebrating "Fruit Loop" day with your lunch at school.


I'll be celebrating with my nose in the bush for the next few weeks.

xoxo,
Mama

Apr 10, 2014

Cold lunch making thoughts


Wow, it has been a long time since I was spending all my money on hookers and blow. Er, whatever it was I was doing in my twenties. Who can remember?

Apr 7, 2014

Room for someone like me?

“If you judge people, you have no time to love them.”
~ Mother Teresa
After our recent visit to Nauvoo, I am grateful to feel very connected to nine generations of our Mormon family. I am proud of these incredible people and all that they went through to build a new life for their families and communities. Our family has undeniable Mormon roots. And we are undeniably Mormon.

But... (and this is a big but, particularly since Mormons aren't really supposed to feel or voice opposition to the church's teachings)...the Mormon church does not align with all of my important beliefs and values. Thus, you hear things at church that I do not agree with and I sometimes ask you to ignore. We do things differently in our home than many Mormons do (I might be more likely to quote the Dalai Lama or Mother Teresa than Mormon prophets).

And the big one: until the rules change, I will not be a temple-going member of the church.

Some of the ward members are leery of my input during meetings and lessons. My extended family does not always understand what they might see as fence-sitting or apathy. I don't know if you notice this very much yet, but you will.

Despite what anyone thinks, I do care. I very much want Mormonism to grow and live up to my hopes and aspirations of peace, love, and truth. Moral compasses change and grow. Societies learn and become better and more just. Of course, I hope our church will do the same.

It is not easy. I constantly struggle to find my place in the church. Sometimes I am a calm follower (Christ-centered lessons). Other times, I feel like a radical lobbyist (sexuality and gender roles), or out-and-out dissenter (f*&%ing tank tops). I do not want to be loudmouthed, but I care too deeply to be silent. My intention is to quietly advocate for change with compassion and love. Sometimes, I just feel like an annoyance.
"If you think you are too small to make a difference, try sleeping with a mosquito.”
~ Dalai Lama XIV
Due to my differences in beliefs with "doctrinal fundamentals," some might suggest I leave the church. This is precisely the kind of thinking that drives me crazy. It is the kind of message that overheard by a vulnerable heart, can have very unintended consequences.


So I am not leaving. I will keep on learning, attending, and hoping. The bottom line message I want you to teach you is not "if something is not perfect, cut it loose." Instead, I want you to learn that nothing needs to be perfect to be worthwhile and full of hope. Well-meaning people working together can build strong and beautiful communities. There is so much we can learn from each other, so much we can gain from diversity. The people most different from you might have the most to teach you. And in a truly loving community, there will always be room for everyone. Even someone like me.

If asked, Papa said his religion was simply love and respect for all life and the world. The closer the church comes to that, the happier I will be.

And sometimes, Mormons do get it just right.
“The Church provides opportunities for doing good...If you are tempted to give up: Stay yet a little longer. There is room for you here.”
― Dieter F. Uchtdorf, Mormon apostle
Love,
Mama