Sweet as Apple Pie


Time to Boast. I really happen to have the BEST BABY in the WORLD.

She is an absolute joy to have around. She is so patient and calm. She is the perfect third baby. It's almost as if she knows that if she makes too much noise that she will draw attention to herself and that must be how she likes it. A low profile. She has the cutest toothless grin that she will flash at anyone who smiles at her. She also loves to be in the same room as her siblings. She learned to roll over this week and she is just about a moment away from sitting up.

We had a check up this week and she weighs a whopping 14.2 pounds. She is only in the 25% for height, but the 50% for weight. She has luscious rolls of fluffy all over her and she is gorgeous. She looks so much like Wiley at that same age. I heart baby Eva.

Provident Living

MMMM, yummy yogurt


I am on a HUGE provident living kick. Trying to do my best to learn and expand my knowledge. I'm trying hard to do things from scratch. Here is evidence of vanilla yogurt.
Thank you Becky Bagley for the easiest recipe ever.

MMmmm, yummy bagels


Homemade bagels. My sister and I made them the same day with slightly different recipes and her's turned out better than mine. These were made in honor of Grandma Ruth's infamous bagel recipe, which turns out isn't so infamous. But hey they taste amazing just out of the oven, who cares that her decedents each have a different recipe for them, right? She apparently never made them from a recipe. But at several different times she was asked to write down the recipe, and funny enough the recipes are quite different from each other. Oh well, my version of her bagel recipe still rocks.

mmmmmm, yummy bison

As part of my provident living kick, we made Rosie kill, skin, and scrap the hair off of this bison with an elk horn antler and sharp rock lashed together. Amazingly, she did great, although it took her much longer than Wiley to accomplish the task. We have to start them young. I didn't learn this task until I was in middle school.

Frankeinstein 2009

It was one of those days.


It was one of those days. I was watching my kids, and my four nieces and nephews. I also had a babysitter here to help while I was packing for our road trip to Nebraska. This gash is due to a 9 Iron golf club and a seemingly awful swing form of a cousin of Wiley's. I was amazed and a little shocked how bloody head wounds can be.


Speaking of shock, Wiley went into shock, I may have dabbled in and out of it myself. I was trying my hardest not to cry when I looked at him. I wanted to be strong and look in control for Wiley's sake.

Luckily all the blood happened outside, is it silly that I even cared? I was doing my best to assess the situation. Was it blunt head trama? Should I try and move him? Check his eyes, are they dilated? Are the other kids tracking the blood into the house? Quick, rinse off the pooled blood off the steps. Why is his head still gushing blood? While I hovered over Wiley I made two calls.

"Kathy, are you home, I need you."

I failed to mentioned why I needed her and she claims that I made my request so calmly that she didn't know there was an emergency when in fact I was using my "holy cow" voice.

I also called my father in law.

After they arrived things went more smoothly. Thank goodness for cell phones and friends and family to help. At one point my Father-in-law asked me what I wanted him to do. I looked at him with tears starting to well-up in my eyes and said, come with me and keep me calm". He just laughed.

Everything is fine these days and Wiley is healing nicely. Wiley said some things at the Instacare that were hilarious-lots to say about Harry Potter. I will say he was so hysterical about getting a shot that we had to put him into the papoose. Poor kid.

Amazingly, we still took all the cousins to the dino museum and still left on our road trip that same day! If you asked Wiley how the day went he would make it seem like he had a good time.

I seem to have lots of "those kinds of days".

Double Take


Rosie has a doll that is similar in shape and size to my own new baby doll. She named her Baby Doll Eva. Not to be confused with Baby Eva. I begged Rosie to name her something different but I did not get my way. Rosie has been carrying Baby Doll Eva around and leaving her any place I set down Baby Eva. I keep having double take moments. Baby Doll Eva is sometimes placed precariously on the couch or in the stroller. Baby Doll Eva has even slept with Baby Eva in the crib. Just when I'm least expecting it Baby Doll Eva shows up in strange places. The kitchen counter, the bathroom toilet seat, the tub, the closet and nearly every time, although you'd think I'd be used to it by now, I do a double take, gasping sometimes, thinking how did the REAL Baby Eva get there?