Anhder Reunion: Memories

*Day 180*

Happy Memorial Day!


Grandma and Grandpa Anhder

Most of the memorial days since I've been married have been spent with Matt's family. Memorial day is when they have the Anhder reunion. My mother-in-law was an Anhder. Today I want to share the memories of my first Anhder reunion. I first went to the Anhder reunion when me and Matt were dating. Here are some of the things that I remember about it:
* Me and Matt took his cousins Sam and Brian to play basketball at the park. (I was taller than both of them then. Now, Sam just graduated from high school and Brian is just finishing basic training.) Before we played ball, we stopped at Matt's house. He let me borrow a pair of shorts to play in. When we got back Matt's mom told us that his cousin, Kari, sounded a little upset when she told them, "she's wearing his shorts."

* Matt told me before hand what I could expect of some people. He told me that at some point his Uncle Jerry would seemingly, magically produce a deck of cards and recruit people to play. Sure enough, we were sitting at the table and all of the sudden Uncle Jerry had a deck of cards. I looked at Matt. It was just like he described it. I don't remember if it was this year or a later year when they taught me to play hearts. But it was fun. I had never played before. They thought I would be easy to beat, but I won! Beginners luck.

* This is Matt's favorite memory. He still reminds me and mocks me for it. Matt was teasing me. I told him that he had to catch me. Then I started running away at which point I promptly slipped on the grass and fell. Matt thought that was pretty hilarious. That's what I get for being cocky. Karma!

Welcome Home!

*Day 179*

Logan thinks he's all big and independent. He likes to get ahead of me now just to prove that he can cross the street by himself. We were walking home from church today and me and Matt were talking to a neighbor. Logan got tired of waiting so he ran ahead of us. So when we got to the door, this is what we saw.


Logan waiting for us between the screen and the door. He looked really funny. I laughed, so now I'm sure he'll do it every chance he can get. Love that kids sense of humor!

Apple Pancakes

*Day 178*


I checked a book out from the (big kid side) of the library called Pancakes A-Z. They had a different pancake recipe for every letter of the alphabet. We tried some of the recipes in it. This is one of our favorites.

Apple Cottage Cheese Pancakes
1 cup cottage cheese
3 eggs, separated
3 Tbsp. butter, melted
1/2 teas. vanilla
1 cup peeled, cored and chopped apple
1/4 cup plus 2 Tbsp. flour
2 Tbsp. sugar
1/4 teas. salt

In a large bowl, combine the cottage cheese, egg yolks, butter and vanilla. Stir to blend. Add the apple, flour, sugar and salt and stir to combine. In a separate bowl, beat the egg whites until soft peaks form. Gently fold into the batter just until blended. Pour a scant 1/4 cup batter onto hot, greased griddle for each pancake.

Sprinkle with cinnamon sugar. (1/2 cup sugar and 1 teas. cinnamon)

If you're making these for a lot of people, you might want to consider doubling or tripling this recipe. Me and Logan could eat a whole batch between the two of us. Maybe your not as piggie so you could feed more. I just thought I'd warn ya.

(Hey Vickie, If you're reading this, I just wanted you to know that I am not a big fan of typing recipes, so I'm impressed that you did the whole cookbook. Thanks!)

Date Night

*Day 177*

Thanks grandma for watching Logan tonight so me and Matt could go out. Movie was good and dinner was delicious.

Class of 2010

*Day 176*

Tonight was preschool graduation. I'm glad it's over. Just because it's been such a busy week and I'd rather stand up talk in front of preschoolers than their parents, families, and grandparents. Oh, well, it's part of the job, right? Aside from me, everything went well.


I love these kids! I am going to miss them. It's been great year.

Cookies, Cookies and More Cookies

*Day 175*

Today I've been making cookies for Preschool Graduation tomorrow. I decided to go the easy route and I made cake mix cookies. But, this is a special occasion, so I had to do a bunch of different kinds. Like chocolate cookies with chocolate frosting, chocolate cookies with white chocolate frosting, chocolate cookies with mint chocolate frosting, white cookies with chocolate frosting, white cookies with mint chocolate frosting, white cookies with white chocolate frosting, white cookies with lemon frosting and lemon cookies with lemon frosting. (Hmmmm, I wonder why I need to loose weight. I mean I have to taste test all of them. And that's a lot of different kind of cookies. Maybe I should simplify and make just one kind next time. It wouldn't be so tempting. But, what's the fun in that! I'll just skip dinner.)

In case you ever want to make them, here's the recipe.

Cake Mix Cookies
1 package cake mix (today I used devils food, yellow and lemon)
2 eggs
1/2 cup oil

Mix all ingredients together. Bake for 9-10 minutes at 350.

Frosting
1 8 oz. package of cream cheese
1 cup melted chips (I tried chocolate, mint chocolate and white chocolate, but not all together)
1 Tbls. butter

Mix until smooth.

Or, if you don't want to bake, but want cookies, just come over to Lynn's tomorrow. But, come after graduation (after 7:30). You just want to come for the cookies and not the show. Really, we will have tons of cookies. Lynn is making them too. Really!

Ants!

*Day 174*


Yesterday in my blog I mentioned that I worked one summer with my Uncle Terry. He had a yard care business. I was working at Shopko full time, but when he needed extra help he would call me. I liked working with him. I really don't mind yard work. I like being outside. But talking about it reminded me of the time I was working with him and got fired. The only time in my life I've ever been fired.

We were doing some work for a lady. She had a lot of stuff she wanted us to do, so Terry took a whole crew of us up to her house. He divided us up to do different jobs around the yard. I was weeding in a flower bed by the driveway. The lady we were working for was standing in the driveway talking to someone who had come to visit her. I was just weeding away. Then I pulled up a weed and disrupted an ant colony. The ants came pouring out. I didn't really pay attention until they started biting me. When they started biting me I jumped up, shook them off, then moved over a little ways and started weeding a different area until they settled down. I don't think I was out of control or spent too much time not working. But, I guess the lady thought differently. We didn't finish all of the work at the house that day. Terry called a couple of days later to see if some of us could come and help him. He told us that I couldn't come. The lady had told him that she didn't want "the blond girl" to come back. Apparently, she wasn't impressed with the way I worked. The only thing we can think of is that she didn't like it when I stopped working when I got attacked by ants. Really! You don't even weed your own flower beds, you can't tell me that you would sit there and finish while ants were biting you! It made me feel better that Uncle Terry wasn't wasn't very happy about it, and felt really bad telling me I couldn't come. And that's how I got fired from a job.

Weekend Out

*Day 173*

We got to go to Salt Lake this weekend and see my family. I love my family. I love to spend time with them. It's always a good time and we always have a lot of laughs.

We went to a birthday party for my cousins baby. So, I got to see some of my cousins and visit with my Uncle Terry and Aunt Cindy a bit. I spent a summer working working with my Uncle Terry one year. I liked spending time with him. He seemed so wise. He always had a good perspective and good advice. I felt privileged to be able to work with him and learn from him. At the birthday party, he told me something he learned from his dad. "If something in your life is giving you stress, just choke it out. Just choke it out." (Then he told he would warn Matt.) I wonder why he gave me that advice. Am I not hiding my stress well?

We spent the night at Renae's. Thanks for putting us up guys! But, before we went to bed, we played Quizbowl with Steven, Andrea, Renae and Gregg. I won once. Go A! (My person's name was A, because I didn't know to work to work the controller, and that's what I accidentally entered. I should have kept it because I won that round.)


Logan and Naythan figured out the video game all by themselves. I think most of the questions they guessed on. Here they are being excited when they guessed a right answer. They play so well together.

Sunday was mostly hanging out and eating. So, it was just great.


Logan being a monkey. He can't use playground equipment the way it was designed to be used. He has to come up with something different. He almost gave my aunt a heart attack Saturday as she watched him on the playground.


My nieces Jessica and Kelley enjoying their cream cheese. They are such cute little girls.

Good weekend, but man I am still tired from it. Not so good because I have a busy week ahead of me.

Ty's Day

*Day 172*

Today we got to go down to my sister Renae's because they blessed their son Ty. It was fun to see family and spend a good time with them. It's also great to welcome little Ty into our family. He's so cute. And after spending time with his brothers, I'm excited to see to boy he will grow into.

The outfit is courtesy of my mom. I think it is so cute. Logan was amazed to find out the grandma made the outfit. And the one Emily wore earlier this month for her blessing. Then I told him that grandma made his too. And he said, "Not a dress?" No, it wasn't a dress.

Weird....but Yummy

*Day 171*

Here is one of our favorite snacks. Doritos with cottage cheese. I know what you're thinking. That sounds weird and awful. But, it's not. I didn't believe it when I first heard it either. I had to try it to believe it.

I remember when. The end of my freshman year in collage. My mom brought the van up to move me and my stuff back home for the summer. We were all packed up and ready to head when my brother-in-law, Jason, offered me a snack. Doritos and cottage cheese. I looked at him like he was crazy and politely declined. I mean it's only a 2 hour drive, I wouldn't starve. Then everyone else in the car protested. My brothers and sisters told me it was good and that I should try it. So, I did. And liked it. I liked it Sam I Am.

Now, it is a family favorite. If I start, it takes a great amount of will power not to empty the bag of doritos and cottage cheese in one sitting. Today I had to take the chips away from Logan so we could have enough to eat another day. Or later tonight.

So, that's the weird snack we love at our house. I think you should try it.

*Day 170*

Tonight we had a bonfire with the young women. We roasted marshmallows and had smores. I love making smores. I'm very careful to get my marshmallows just the right toasty brown. We've been experimenting with different kinds of candy bars and cookies. I think we need to have a campfire more often because we've thought up a lot of different combinations to try.

Pet Peeve: Weathermen

*Day 169*

"Umbrellas: They only keep you dry when it's the rain that's falling."

I'm a little tired of the rain. Not because I really hate rain. I know we need it. It's beautiful with all the beautiful green lawns. But, I've had to drive to work the last two days, and I really wanted to ride my bike again. I knew that the weather wasn't supposed to be really good this week. I've been keeping an eye it, to see when I should ride and when I will most likely get caught in a rainstorm. So, I watched the weather last night. And the weather man said, "Isolated mountain thunderstorms. But really, nothing you have to worry about." Thanks you Mr. Weatherman! I rode my bike to work today. Then, it rained all day.

OK, I don't really hate weathermen. They usually do a pretty good job. And, really, it only rained while I was at work. I got there before it started and it stopped before I had to go home, so it wasn't really that bad. It's just been a long, tired week, so I'm a little complainy, and I just needed something to blog about.

How To...

*Day 168*

For school Logan had to write a "How to" book. He wrote how to make scrambled eggs. He really does make good scrambled eggs. I'm starting to teach him more cooking skills so he can start making dinner once a week. He's not opposed to the idea. He just has a little bit of trouble sticking with it until it's done. Anyway... here is Logan's book. All of the words didn't scan in very well, so let me know if you're missing some important parts and I can fill you in. Also, make sure to look at the pictures. Some of them are just great.












Good work Logan.

Numbers Preschool Style

*Day 167*

Our kids at preschool quite often have competitions with each other. The most common competition has to do with who the most. Of whatever anyone is talking about at the moment. Toys, movies, videos, socks, crayons, shoes, whatever. If someone is talking about something they have, it turns into a contest about who has the most of them. They all start saying how many they have, all them trying to use the biggest sounding number they can. It usually sounds something like this: Well, I have sixty eighty million twenty hundred forty five nine. Well, I have nineteen hundred infinity sixty seven fifty. (I hope you can read it, I didn't know how to express that in numbers.) Anyway, my point is, they don't use real numbers when they are trying to top someone else. At lunch, some of the kids were having a discussion like this. Here's how it went:

Kid 1: I have seventy billion ninety eight twenty forty.

Kid 2: I have 265.

Kid 1: That's not even a real number!

Kristy: That's the realest number I've heard all day.

Lynn: HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH!


So, we only work on numbers up to ten at preschool. Can you tell?

(I will let you decide by yourself if realest is a real word.)

The Bluebird

*Day 166*

Tonight we walked downtown to the Bluebird Restaurant. We sat at the soda counter and had some dessert. I've always wanted to sit at the counter to eat. Now I can cross that off of my list of things to do.

We had a nice walk playing A-Z Star Wars people. Logan had fun spinning on all of the stools. I enjoyed my ice cream. It's just great to be able to spend time with my boys.

Happy Birthday Jason!

*Day 165*

Jason was my very first brother-in-law. When Sherry met him, I hadn't had much experience with in-laws. I just always heard in jokes and on TV how horrible in-laws are. Well, Jason wasn't that bad. (And luckily, none of my in laws since then have been, either.) In fact, we liked Jason. He was funny. And he didn't mind our family. He would come around and do stuff with us, and didn't act like we were a bunch of little kids getting in the way. (Because, pretty much, we were, but we didn't like to be treated like that.) I still like Jason. He takes good care of my sister. He has awesome kids, who we love. (Even if we haven't been successful at making a trade.) Jason takes good care of other people too. Congratulations on your latest of many awards! Over the years, the thing I have come to appreciate about Jason is his concern for others. He is always willing to help, and always acts out of love. Oh yeah, and who can forget free massages (which I could really use.....it's been a while....), and walking on the ceiling (which Logan is dying to see now!).
Happy Birthday Jason!

Sun, Soccer, Parade

*Day 164*

Today we got to enjoy Logan's last soccer game of the season. It was a really nice day. He had fun and I think he has improved during the season. One of my favorite things was watching Logan cheer on his teammates and congratulate them when they did good. I learned something today that can actually get him moving. "HUSTLE!" I'm going to have to start using this because when when his coach yelled at him to hustle, he did. It was the most amazing thing. Thanks Coach for figuring that out for me.


Logan's soccer team.

After soccer we went to the Black and White Days parade. Logan told me that he was just going to watch. He didn't need a bag for candy. He does not like to fight for candy at a parade. I guess I'm glad that he's not willing to push other people just for a piece of candy. He told me that he would just catch them if they came to him. He changed his mind when he realized that the only competition was his cousins. He felt perfectly comfortable fighting over candy with them.


Logan and Dax waving at the cute girls on the float. Notice that Dax is more excited about this than Logan. He's been talking a lot about cute girls lately.


Jessica grabbed a piece of candy out of the street, then had to run for it to get out of the way of the parade. I think she's got the hang of candy collecting at parades. Well, she had a good trainer.


Jessica and Jace going for a piece of candy. Jessica was nice enough to give it Jace. Ahhhhhhhhh, cute.


Logan and Dax picking up candy. They didn't have to fight much because there was quite enough candy to go around. But, at one point, Logan did have a really box out on Dax.

I Don't Know

*Day 163*


I haven't been feeling great, so I've had a hard time thinking of things to blog about. I actually have a lot of things that I want to blog about (that's why I'm doing this) but I haven't wanted to spend a lot of time on the computer so, I haven't blogged them. They will take too long. And my kids just aren't saying funny things this week, so I can't blog about them. Matt has been trying to be supportive and help me come up with things to blog about. He keeps asking me what favorites are so I can blog about them. But, I can't think of favorites of some things. Some things I say are my favorites because I've been saying it for so long, but I'm not sure it's still accurate. I told him that it's because I go by moods so, it depends on what mood I'm in what I like. He says it's because I'm indecisive. That might be it. I'm not sure. But, maybe. Anyway, I'm going to try to think of some of my favorites or at least narrow it down to short lists. Stay tuned!

*Day 162*

I've decided that I either have allergies or a recurring cold that is stuffing up my head. I'm not a fan of it. But, I am looking forward to maybe having some nice weather this weekend for all of our outside stuff.

Work Day

*Day 161*

I'm wishing I could have a teacher work day again. I loved those days. I could get so much work done, and I really like the feeling of being able to plan so much and be so productive. Taking all of these classes is giving me a lot of fun new ideas, and the motivation to implement them. It's just hard to sit down with Lynn and plan them out when we have eight or ten kids running around. We need a teacher work day. No kids and just plan and organize all day. Too bad that doesn't work in a daycare. We'll figure it out.

Candy

*Day 160*

Matt grew up in Canada. He reminisces sometimes about the candy he used to eat as a kid. He tells me about candy they used to have that you can't get in the United States. I've tried some it. It's good! While I listen to him talk about memories of candy, I had one of my own. I remembered the marathon bar that you can't find anymore. The thing I remember about it was it was big, and caramel. I don't even know if it was my favorite. I remember picking it at the store (Grand Central-also something you don't see anymore) because it was the biggest candy bar. I realize now, that it probably wasn't really bigger than any others. It was long, so it was probably just thinner to make up for the extra lenght. The other day I saw this on the internet. So, now I have proof that it really existed, it's not just something I made up.

Marathon Bar, Mars

Year Launched: 1974

What Made It Great: Looped chocolate and caramel. "Lasts a good long time" was the tagline for this braided, sticky, stretchable chocolate-covered caramel. The red and yellow packaging included a ruler measuring its super-sized 8-inch length. While Mars's Marathon Bar is long gone, Cadbury produces the Curly Wurly, a similar candy available in the U.K.

*Day 159*
Thanks to Logan and Matt for blogging for me yesterday. I wanted to ask Logan questions about his mom to see what kind of responses I would get. But, he has learned the art of kissing up. Especially on Mother's day, so I wasn't sure I would get truthful answers. I didn't want them all to be about how beautiful and sweet I am. (Which are things he says when he's kissing up.) So, I had Matt ask him the questions for me. I think we might spend a little too much time together.

Yesterday was a good day. My boys can take good care of me. They are sweet. Logan gave me this book he made in school. I looked at his handprint on the front. It was soooo big. I can't believe my little boy is this big. It's hard to think he's not so small he needs my help with everything. I put this yellow handprint on his book to see how much his hands have grown.



This is a page from the book he made for me at school. You can tell what he thinks of me.


"Something special about my mom is" I guess saying Ole a lot and screaming aren't very special. Hmmmmm..... I need a new routine.

Happy Mother's Day

*Day 158*

Today for Mother's Day, Logan and I decided that we should take over Kristy's blog so she could have the day off from blogging. So the following blog will be a special Mom Q&A. I will ask Logan questions and he will provide the answers.

Q: Why is your mom the best?

Logan: Cause she makes dinner. She helps me.

Q: What does your mom do for you that you like the best?

Logan: She lets me play games.


Q: What do you think your mom does while you are at school?

Logan: Well, I know what she does usually. She usually goes to preschool and teaches.

Q: What is your mom's favorite thing to say?

Logan: Heh... Olay! She kept saying it today.


Q: What is your mom's favorite thing to do?

Logan: Watch TV. She watches Funniest Home Videos.

Q: What is your mom's favorite thing to eat?

Logan: Hmmmm... chocolate, candy, donuts. Okay, that's good.

Q: What do you think mom does when you go to bed?

Logan: She watches TV with you (dad) and works on her blog.


Q: What is your mom scared off?

Logan: Spiders. Snakes.

Q: Does your mom ever get mad? How do you know if she is mad?

Logan: Yes. She screams. You know at Lynn's that happens to Jessica and Owen.


Q: What does your mom do to you that makes you mad?

Logan: I don't know.

Let's do a follow-up question to that. Is there something your mom does that makes you unhappy or mad?

Logan: When she gets mad at me.

Q: What makes your mom laugh?

Logan: Funniest Home Videos. And FERT!

Bikin' and Runnin'

*Day 157*


I let Logan ride his bike with me while I tried to run this morning. It was kind of nice to have some company. He was good to be patient because I was so slow. It didn't really turn out to be as much as an issue as I thought it would be. Even on a bike he has to stop and look at things. He saw the baby ducks, the land slide area, and explored the canal. It took us 50 minutes for me to do a 25 minute run.

I learned some things about Logan. He has loved riding his bike. Some days he even forgets to ask if he can play the Wii because he rides his bike instead. But, he doesn't like skinny sidewalks, or bumpy sidewalks, or downhills, or trees on skinny sidewalks. And he definitely doesn't like riding next to the river when there is no sidewalk. He loves to ride onto the road for any reason. He liked telling dad how far he rode. He's never been that far before. It might have made him a little tired. He really didn't seem into is soccer game this afternoon. But, who knows, maybe I have a new training partner.

The Common Denominator of Our Hearts

*Day 156*

I'm a Jazz fan. So, we've been watching the playoffs. GO JAZZ! During the series with the Nuggets, we saw an interesting commercial during one of the games. We laughed. Funny joke. Then it was on again the next game. And during all of them. Maybe it wasn't a joke. But it was definitely cheesy. Check it out!



I love the serious tone. If this only happens "every millennia or so", why do they make it sound like like it happens every year? "This year that person is Carmelo Anthony." The whole, "he can't do it alone, well maybe he can", reminds me of a clip from the Simpsons. (I wouldn't be able to do it justice by typing it, so you'll have to trust me that it makes the commercial funnier.) And the floating head?! But, I love that they call Carmelo the "common denominator of our hearts." Wow! That's cheesy! And they lost to the Jazz! GO JAZZ! So, did someone waste a lot of money here?

Here's a version I like better. And, I think it might be a little more accurate.

MMMM..... Doughnuts

*Day 155*
So, it's come to this. We had doughnuts for dinner tonight. That's how good of a mom I am. I'm taking great care of my family. Usually I try hard to be good and cook healthy meals and such. But, that's just the kind of week I've had. And I didn't want to cook. And doughnuts sounded good. No one complained. Although Matt kept asking if I was serious. I did make everyone eat fruit before they had a doughnut and I promised all vegetables tomorrow to counteract tonight.

Smile!

*Day 154*

This is one of my favorite pictures of Logan. He has such an angelic look on on his face. And his eyes are so big. He was almost two in this picture, and it was hard to get this picture of him. But, not for the reasons you would expect of a two year old. He was very cooperative. The problem was the photographer. I was working for the school district, so I took Logan in to get his pictures on school picture day. Only the second time for him to sit in front of a photographer. (For the last time see Day 113: Logan the Ham.) And the guy kept ruining the picture by telling to him to smile. The problem with that is that Logan was just learning to smile on command. In case you don't know what it looks like when young children learn to smile on command, take a look at this....


This is Logan at about the same age when asked to smile. His face is scruntched up, his eyes are closed (although that may not be his fault entirely: Breinholt smile). Now, I'm not saying he doesn't look cute there. But, it's not quite the look you want for a posed picture. So, this guy kept telling Logan to smile, and this is what he would get. I just thought that his pictures wouldn't turn out that cute. I finally told him to just take a picture and not tell him to smile. This is what we got. He was cute enough without smiling.

Logan has been great for pictures ever since. (Except the ones that ended up at nap time and he wasn't happy to be there.) He has this little posed smile that is just totally cute. He'll sit down, do his smile and take a great picture. But, he still has problems with school pictures. They still ask him to smile. And he does his cute posed smile, then they tell him to show his teeth. That's not natural for him, so it can end up looking so forced. It's not as cute as his normal smile.


They made him show his teeth for his picture this year. I still think he's cute, but that's not his smile. When they send the papers home for school pictures there is a place on the order form where they ask if you have special instructions for the photographer. I almost wrote on it not to ask him to smile, just let him smile. I didn't want to sound too bossy, so I left it blank. Next year, I'm writing it. Just check out the difference. They did spring pictures. (Which I totally forgot about, even though Matt reminded me the night before. I didn't check his clothes, and I don't even think he combed his hair that morning.) He came home and told us that for these pictures, they got to do the "smile of their choice". He looks much more natural in this picture. So, I say, no more smiling for Logan in school pictures. He does better without it. (Besides, he didn't have any teeth to show in this picture.)

All Alone

*Day 153*
Weird. I am home all alone. Matt took Logan to soccer practice, but I have to leave for class before they get home. I hardly know what to do with myself. I guess I will post a really lame blog because I don't know what to write about, eat dinner and get ready to go to class. I guess that's what I do when I have time alone. Too bad it's not more exciting (or at least productive). Oh, well, maybe it will happen again sometime. But, if it doesn't, at least I'll have documentation that it happened once. Enjoy your evening!

Ice Cream

*Day 152*
MMMMMM...... Ice cream!

Sunday Confessional: Dough Eater

*Day 151*

OK, here it is. I'm a dough eater. And I've passed this on to my son. He likes to help me bake so he can snitch the dough with me. When I was a kid, my sister always made cookies. She would not let us eat the dough. If we tried to sneak some, she would hit our hands with a wooden spoon and/or chase us out of the kitchen. Maybe that's why it appeals to me now. No one to stop me! Ha!

I know there are raw eggs in it. I don't care. I've never gotten sick. (From that, from eating too much, maybe.) My nutrition professor in college told us that in order to have a risk of getting salmonella from raw eggs you would have to eat a dozen or more of them. So, I stopped worrying about that myth. I have had days were we make cookie dough and never cook any it. Logan has requested cookie dough for a dessert, and gotten really bent out of shape when I turned the oven on. "I said cookie dough, mom." But, we don't just eat cookie dough. We eat any dough. (Although not as much of it as cookie dough.) Logan loves bread dough. My next favorite is the dough for tortillas. So, there you have it, I'm a dough eater.


I put the dough on the cookie sheet, and this is how it got eaten. (Not cooked.)

Snow Soccer

*Day 150*

Logan had a friend over to play this morning. We went to the park and they played outside. Then it was time for Logan's soccer game. It started raining just minutes before we left. It's been raining off and on for days, so I liked our chances. By the time we got to the park it had stopped raining. Great! But, that didn't last. It started sprinkling, then raining, then sleet, then snow, then sideways snow with wind. Then it stopped snowing and started raining again. Then the rain started to let up. Then, it actually stopped. That's when the game ended. Awesome! The worst 1 hour of weather the whole day, and we spent it at the soccer game. You just don't get any luckier than that.

But, I learned some things. I need to prepare better for cold weather. We never had this situation last year. He had games cancelled because it was bad weather all day so, we only played on nice days. I took the umbrellas and a blanket, just in case. Now I know I need more extra blankets, better coats, gloves and hats. Hot chocolate wouldn't hurt either. And I learned I need to prepare Logan better too. He could have used some gloves. Well, now we know, so we'll aways be prepared for anything. Because the game must go on!

I also learned to appreciate my parents. They were always so supportive of all of our activities. I know they've sat through plenty of games and track meets in that kind of weather. Now I know what it's like watch in those conditions. Thanks mom and dad!

By the way, best quote of the game was the dad who said, "I'm just miserable."

And, I don't have any pictures because we thought we probably had enough pictures of Logan playing soccer. So, we left the camera at home and don't have any of him playing in the snow. Oh, well, I'm not sure my frozen fingers could have operated a camera.