Movie Game

Jessica won the last round, well done. It was Elizabeth talking about Katrina in Just Like Heaven, one of my favourites.



Here's the next line:



"I think sometimes you just spaz out with extra flirtatious energy and it just lands on anything male that moves."

"Anything male that moves? As opposed to anything male that doesn't move?"

"Well, like certain types of coral."

"I'm definitely going to have to kill myself today."

Movie Game

Good Work Jayne! That is a great line - made even better by the British accent of Hugh Jackman. Which inspired my latest poll - who would you go for, Leopold or Wolverine? For me, depends on the day.

Ok, here's the next line:

"Why's she wearing workout clothes? I mean, if you really were gonna workout in the middle of the day, which is the only reason to be wearing workout clothes, do you really need a push-up bra? The whole point's to strap 'em down, not push 'em up."

Movie Game

Jodie won the last round of the movie game - she knew it was from Steel Magnolias. Actually, my sister Laura called me on the phone first and told me the answer, but she doesn't really count since she's my movie buddy, I knew it would be no challenge for her. Anyway, I love Steel Magnolias, so lines from it will definitely be used again.

Here's a new one now, I love this one -

"That thing is a damn hazard"

"It's just a toaster"

"Well, insertion of bread into so-called toaster produces no toast at all, mearly warm bread. Inserting the bread twice produces charcoal. So, clearly to make proper toast it requires one-and-a-half insertions which is something the apparatus doesn't begin to allow! One assumes that when the General of Electric built it he might have tried using it! One assumes the General might take pride in his creations instead of just hoisting them on an unsuspecting public!

A Ton of Randomness

OK, I haven't blogged for about a week, and it seems like I have tons of stuff I want to get out there. First of All, for you Laura, pictures of the kids.

I love Max's hair that's starting to grow. He had about 10 on the very back of his head that were like two inches long, so he had his first haircut last week, to get rid of those. This picture is Just Call Me Spike!

Here Quincy is dressed up to go on a walk. I love her little glasses, I'm trying to forget that someone (Laura) said they make her look special. Her coat is so bulgy because she had to take her newest stuffed animal, "Little Fella" (she picks the names, not us) along with her, and she thought that in her coat was just the place for him. Now she sleeps with Lickers, Levi, Shrek Baby, and Little Fella every night.

Over Christmas break we took Quincy to see a couple movies. First, The Chipmunks - she sat through the whole thing and really liked it. Then, National Treasure. We should have known better. I spent the last quarter of it in the "arcade" with her. It took me all of two tries to learn how to conquer one of the games and win 220 tickets at a time. Among the other useless trinkets that Quincy won with her tickets is this pink slime. She was playing with it a couple days ago and I came back to find that she had plugged her ears and her nose with it. She loves that arcade now, she keeps asking to go back for more tickets. I took her once more and she came back with two more pots of slime.

I heard before that God "video records" your life, and when you die you'll get to watch it. There are so many parts with Quincy that I think I am going to want to watch over and over again. Last night when she was in the tub the following conversation took place:
"Mom, do you believe on Santa?"
"Yep"
"Does Max believe on Santa?"
"Yep, do you?"
"I do sometimes, but sometimes I do not. I don't believe on him when I am jumping on a trampoline, or when you have to cook dinner. Those are the times I do not believe on him."

Here's a little video from her dance class. I don't have a recorder, so I just did this with my digital camera. Sorry, I don't know how to rotate it, so for most of it you need to either put your head on side-ways, or turn your monitor sideways. For those of you who truly love the girl it will be worth it. As you will see, Quinn doesn't pay attention very well or do what the class is doing but she still has alot of fun. Isn't her teacher Miss Jodie a great Twister? This video does have sound, so to turn off my tunes go to the music player on the right-hand side of this page and pause it.

Max is the cutest little guy ever. I've nicknamed him The Hummingbird. There are the obvious physical similarities - the boy is the epitome of light and lean (yea, right), but he's also a really great hummer. Sometimes while he's eating he hums for 20 minutes straight. On Sunday he was doing that in the "nursing mothers" room - the other baby and mother that were in there at the moment didn't make a peep, and here is my boy loudly letting everyone know of his enjoyment of the meal.

Finally, my movie game. Nobody knew that the line "I once dated a girl with a club foot, I mean she had the big shoe and everything" came from Return To Me. The movie I have in mind now is probably THE BEST Chick Flick of ALL TIME. I'm going to give a line, and if nobody guesses I'll give another one in a few days. This one has to be popular enough for someone to get. So, the first clue is:
"I'm not depressed! I just happen to have been in a VERY BAD MOOD FOR THE LAST FORTY YEARS!"

A Little Movie Game

I love chick-flicks, and I usually get one and watch it about 17 times in a week. My sister and I love to quote lines to each other - lately it's been via text. Last night during my 2am feeding I sent her "We got Smuckers to take the seeds out of the jam, if you ask me, we're heroes." This morning I had the response "every once in a while some moron sticks his head out of the cave and says 'I like the seeds, without the seeds it just jelly.'" That's one of our favourites from Kate and Leopold. So, here's a little game. I'll post a line - you tell me what it's from, or more lines, or whatever. I think this should be fun.

This weeks line, from the show I've had playing continuously since yesterday morning:

"I once dated a girl with a club foot, I mean she had the big shoe and everything!"

Post a comment if you know it!

Merry Christmas!!!!

Quinn saw several Santa's this year. I must be honest, this one at the city courthouse was my favourite. We went on the day that an ice storm had come through, and she was the only kid there at the time, so she got to sit and visit and long as she wanted. I think she told most of the santa's that she wanted a camera for Christmas, and so she got a little one in her stocking.

Every now and then I look at Quincy and realize that she has grown before my eyes. Since there are always pictures taken on Christmas, I was comparing her growth. What a difference a year makes!

Max has started on the big boy foods. With Quincy I went strictly by-the-book and waited until exactly six months to start her on rice cereal, but this hefty guy just seems to need a little more than the milk he's been getting. You can't see it too well, but he's got it all over his face here - it was his first try. He seemed to like the taste, but was confused by the spoon and the texture.

A couple weeks ago my friend Heidi came by to show me how to use my new photoshop, which I really need to play with more. She brought along little Carson who's only a few days older than Max. Max was holding onto his ear for several minutes, but Carson didn't seem to mind.

Me, Quin, and Max have all gone through the stomach flu now, hopefully Israel doesn't get it. Here's The Girl on her sick bed, she was so happy to have a little gift to open a couple days before Christmas. She loves her Shrek baby - Thanks Julia! And here's The Boy in his new jammies and beanie - thanks Grandma, Grandpa and Julia!

Happy New Year!

My Dancin' Elf Family

I saw this on Katherine's blog and loved it. Check it out.

http://www.elfyourself.com/?id=1427246499

Ok, Grandma thought it was so funny, so here's one for her!

http://www.elfyourself.com/?id=1443133069

Kirksville Makes the News!

This picture was part of an article on MSN. Now my family can see what it looks like around here.

I've Got Tunes!!

Thanks to some inquiring friends, I've learned how to add my favourite music to my blog. I'm so excited.

The first song I added "Isn't That Everything" would be my theme song if my life were a TV show. All that I have really is all I need.

Next is "Missing Missouri". My sisters and I have a bond with this song - it's kind of a mixed of version of how I feel sometimes, and I think how they feel sometimes. "I'm caught up in missing Missouri, cause I want to be with my family....I'm almost home, where they love me, where they know me..." Caught up in missing Utah just doesn't have the same ring - but it's all about being with the ones we love.

Next is "Song for a Winters Night", I just think it's beautiful.

Finally, "You Belong To Me", that's my grandma and grandpa's song. Grandpa's been gone for nearly four years now, and I know granmda misses him so much.

Which Pixar Character Are You?
	You are Dory. You are naive and gullible. Wait, that's a good thing. Your ability totrust any stranger is a trait not many people have, but be more cautiousnext time a stranger offers to buy you lunch or you might find yourself in a fishy situation.
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Which Friends Character Are You?
	You are Chandler. You're funny and that's why people like to have you around. You're also a great friend, and when someone you care about is in trouble, they know to come to you for some level-headed advice followed by some sharp sarcasm.
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Which Harry Potter Character Are You?

You are Dumbledore. You're the wise sage in any group. With your guidance, any situation can be resolved in the fairest way possible.Find Your Character @

Items #5 & #6

Ok, it's about time I wrap up this tag, so here are my final two bits of information:

• I once fancied that I would have 14 children. I was serious.....I think. I don't know where I got the number 14, but it's better than a dozen, and it's an even number. Anyway, that was before I had 1. Now I realize that with my temperament and my little eccentricities, I'll be lucky to raise 3 or 4.
• I love to mow the lawn. I love the smell of the cut grass. I love the way it looks. I really enjoy doing tasks where you can see the finished product. I am very particular however. I like it nice and tidy, with straight lines and sharp edges. When we were first married, Israel and I would go and do the yard for my grandmother - I had done it off and on my whole life. She has a beautiful Victorian home, with a great yard to go with it. It used to drive me crazy the way Israel would mow - he'd trace the shape of the yard and just go around and around the edge - so that if you looked at it from the sky it would look like a giant snail shell. NOOOOOOOO. We would finish our work and I would be ready to crack.

So, now I get to pick my six people. That's a challenge because I don't even know if there are six blogging people who even read my blog, but here goes:

1. Julia - yes, I know you don't have a blog but what better way to start (it's easy).
2. Jayne
3. Melissa F.
4. Patty W.
5. Ruth G.
6. Erin W.
7. Jessica
8. Tara

Okay, Okay, so that's more than six - but can you blame me? These are all people who it would be fun to know more about, so - here are the rules again:

1. The player lists 6 facts/habits about themselves - try to find 6 you haven't already posted about.
2. At the end of the post, the player tags 6 people and posts their names, and then goes to their blog and leaves them a comment, letting them know they have been tagged and asking them to read your blog for the rules.

This Week In Pictures for Grandma and Grandpa

Mom and Dad, I know some of these pictures are small, but you can click on them to see them larger.

Max is as cute as ever. I came home from the grocery store one day to find that his father had proped him up on the couch by the door to make it look like he had been waiting for me for hours.

Quincy's at a stage right now where she pretty much doesn't eat any food for several days, and then she stocks up and eats like a horse for a day or two. Here we are trying to get her to eat her stroganoff - she ended up going for stuffing.

While we were in St.Louis over Thanksgiving break we took Quincy to Faust Park. This is an 80 year old indoor carousel - we loved it!

We also took her to a children's museum called The Magic House - she had a great time. Here she is catching "fish", working in a construction site, and playing at the water station.

Quincy has started "helping" me cook quite a bit - she likes to stir things like cupcakes, brownies, and here she is working on chocolate rice krispy treats

A few days ago I was busy reading someone's blog

and kept ignoring the little voice that was saying "mom, can you get me out of here?" After several minutes I finally turned around to see Quinn swinging in Max's swing - it's a good that that I though it was hilarious, or she would have been in BIG trouble. You just can't send a kid to the time-out chair when you're cracking-up, it confuses them.

Quincy got a new "kitchen" for her birthday. She really enjoys playing with it when someone else is playing with her - but she doesn't enjoy playing on her own yet. She's gotten into some stage right now that whenever she sees the camera she turns the other way, so this is the best shot I have where it's not just the back of her head!

Israel and I gave Quincy her first bank about 15 months ago. Everyday we empty our pockets and she gets all the pennies, nickels and dimes. Her bank was getting pretty full, so we emptied it and took it to the bank to get counted. We could not believe it - she had $39.75! Tonight she took some of it to Wal-Mart and bought a "Leap Pad" learning toy.

A Needed Validation

Yesterday Israel and Quincy were going to the video store to find something to rent, so I asked them to stop by the grocery store and pick up a few things I needed for dinner and Sunday dessert. Israel said Ok, so I made my list and handed it too him. His eyes bulged, his face paled, and he swallowed hard. You would have thought that I'd asked him to get some tampons, or nursing pads. "You want me to get ALL this?" Here's exactly what was on the list:



Heavy Whipping Cream (like 3 cups worth)

2 loaves of white bread

corn syrup (probably near maple syrup)

brown sugar

bannanas

wheat bread

bag of salad

1 loaf french bread (white bag by the bakery)



I confirmed that I wanted ALL of those things, and even showed him the kind of carton to look for whipping cream in. This man has never done any grocery shopping in his life. Well, they made it to the store, and I only got three phone calls asking for information:

"The only bread in a white bag by the bakery is called 'Italian', is that what you want?"
"Light or dark corn syrup?"
"Light or dark brown sugar?"

He arrived home exaperated with a long story that centered around Quincy escaping from the cart while he was trying to pay, and him waiting for the receipt while she attempted to commit suicide in the parking lot.

He clearly did not appreciate my laughing at him, so I explained that he was getting a tiny taste of what I deal with on a daily basis.

Originally I was going to make the theme of this story something about how my husband is obviously spoiled, and I need to have him do more grocery shopping, but the more I have thought about it the more I'm just glad that the experience was hard for him. Somehow the fact that he struggled with my daily tasks is very validating to me. Some nights I know he can't understand why I am frustrated or ornery, after all, I just played with the kids all day and made a trip to the grocery store :) Now perhaps things will be a tiny bit clearer.

I've got to get to work planning his next shopping trip now. Maybe it's time for him to try cooking a dinner....

I Am Thankful....

For so many things.













A husband who is kind, and loves me more than I deserve. Who has a good heart and does what is right. Who is working so hard to make a good life for our family. We have our struggles, but he is forgiving, and we make things work.



For a daughter who is one of the brightest lights in my life. Who is healthy and strong and happy and smart. Who makes me laugh. Who, for the moment, is allowing me to be her best friend. Who is reminding me to find happiness in the little things that life brings - like today when we had our first few flakes of snow falling and she made me run outside just to feel them and to plan the first snowman of the season.
















For a son who is such a sweetheart. Who is as handsome as his father. Who is starting to have a few 8 hour nights. Who I can't wait to get to know better.

For a mother who is one of my best friends. Who laughs at flibbertigibbets as hard as I do. Who has passed down a talent for cooking. Who empathizes with morning sickness. Who has been by my side at the birth of my two children. Who sends us packages and does little things to let us know that she's thinking of us. Who is a romantic, and takes Quincy to the graveyard and has her lay down and look up into the sky and at the falling leaves. Who found us a caterpillar and put it in a bottle so that we could see it transform into a beautiful monarch butterfly. Who loves us.















For a father who I have complete faith and trust in. Who has taught me integrity, and the rewards of hard work. Who's sense of humor never fails him - even in the middle of a heart attack. Who's just a nice guy. Who can answer any question - not because he's a know-it-all, but just because he does know a lot. Who looks out for my mom, and tries not to worry her. Who I know loves me, and is there to help if I need it.

For sisters who are among my closest friends. Who adore my children almost as much as I do. Who watch movies with me and talk on the phone. One who's so good at planning things to do when I come to visit. One who's so good at just talking, or snuggling on the couch with a child.


For brothers who all have good hearts. Who give me buddy passes so I can come home frequently. Who play with Quincy, and paint her fingernails, and make her feel like a star.

For a grandmother who talks to me everyday, and passes on her lice (life-advice). Who unknowingly helps me see things from a better perspective and reminds me of what is most important. Who gets mad at me for disciplining my child, and thinks I'm horrible because I have a time-out chair :) Who has always said that her grandchildren are perfect, especially me!


For friends old and new, who have added color to my life. Laughed and cried with me. Worked and played with me.
For so many luxuries. For feeling safe where I live. For having more than enough food and clothing for my children. For the chance to pursue an education. For a warm home, clean water, and a soft bed. For freedom, to live my life according to the dictates of my own conscience.
For a belief that this life has a purpose. To know that life is precious, and my children are gifts. To know that the bonds I forge in this life will go with me to the next.
I am thankful to be so blessed.