Saturday, January 28, 2012

Spotted on Pinterest...

Yes. I am aware.  And it's good to know that Amos is already above average at something.

I'm a sandwich.

Today we took the kids to see the Chipmunk movie, you know, "Chipwrecked."  Afterwards Amos said,

"I didn't like how he (Alvin) wasn't listening to his Dad."


Tonight I went in to take a picture of him to accompany this post.  When I asked him if I could take his picture he said,

"Sure, I'm a sandwich."

Then, Maggie, without missing a beat, jumped on him and said,

"I'm the peanut butter!"

It was awesome.  Amos got pretty ticked because apparently he was the peanut butter, but I liked it.

Friday, January 27, 2012

Butty Butty/Monkey See, Monkey Do

A while back, out of nowhere, Maggie started doing a little "butty butty" dance.  It's as technically difficult as it sounds.  Basically, it's a butt wiggle.  She used to do it ALL the time, but then Amos yelled at her and told her "butt" was a bad word, and she quit doing it all together.  We bribed her for a video, so it's a bit of a lackluster performance, but you get the idea...

This brings us to Audrey.  We were teasing Maggie the other day about doing a butty butty and I looked over to see Audrey doing her very own butty butty!  It was shocking that she'd managed to pick that up just from watching Maggie do it (a million times).

In spite of Amos yelling at her every time she does it, we can usually count on Audrey for a "butty butty" these days.

Conference Applied-Packer's "Counsel to Youth"

I gave a lesson to the combined YW just after the first of the year, and I used this talk in preparation.  It felt like the perfect talk.  There was so much good stuff in this talk, it's hard to condense.  Packer is a little scary to me, but he sure knows his stuff.  So, on to the quoting and commenting...
You are much better than we were when young. You know more about the gospel. You are more mature and more faithful.
 Uh, yeah.  I have never been more certain of something.  I swear the YW should be teaching me.
The old crow is getting slow.
The young crow is not.
Of what the young crow does not know
The old crow knows a lot. 
At knowing things the old crow
Is still the young crow’s master.
What does the slow old crow not know?
—How to go faster. 
The young crow flies above, below,
And rings around the slow old crow.
What does the fast young crow not know?
—Where to go.
John Ciardi, “Fast and Slow,” 
I liked this poem because it "cutely" said how I feel.  Sometimes I want to shake the girls and say, "Listen to me so you don't have to be a dumb dumb like I was!"  It also made me think, who is looking at me and thinking, "I wish I could shake her and help her along?"  There is tremendous help in learning from those who have gone before us, no matter our age.
Many of the temptations you face, certainly the most serious ones, relate to your body. You not only have power to create bodies for a new generation, but you also have agency.
The Prophet Joseph Smith taught, “All beings who have bodies have power over those who have not.”7 So every living soul who has a physical body ultimately has power over the adversary. You suffer temptations because of your physical nature, but you also have power over him and his angels.
One of the best talks I've ever read about our bodies: Bednar's "Things As They Really Are."  It's worth a read regardless of your beliefs.  Seriously.  It's good.
You may in time of trouble think that you are not worth saving because you have made mistakes, big or little, and you think you are now lost. That is never true! Only repentance can heal what hurts. But repentance can heal what hurts, no matter what it is.
So very true.  And so very easy to forget.

Also, I showed these two videos during my lesson. They're short and sweet.

**Update: Ok, I couldn't get the second video to embed, so check it out here.  It's Elder Russel M. Nelson's "Face the Future with Faith."

Thursday, January 26, 2012

Family party

Tonight is our first night home together in like three weeks so we had a little family party in our bed. We ate pizza and watched Parks and Rec. Amos liked the bowling in the episode, but he was really upset by the "punching" plot line. At the end of the episode they joked about punching someone again, and Amos said, "no! We need to go into the tv and tell them not to do that."

It was really sweet. When we moved onto 30 Rock he said, "but how will we teach them?"

Then we gave him another piece of pizza and he let it go. Good night with the family. Thank heavens for no other commitments tonight.

Conference Applied-Utchdorf's "You Matter to Him"

Full text here.

January has been rough.  I think it's a combination of coming down from the holiday highs and a winter slump.  I have been dragging at best =)  Today the kids were watching Netflix on the iPad, and I could hear the little squeaky voices of the veggietales telling them they're children of God.  Amen.  It reminded me that I am getting behind on my conference reading (and applying) so I sat down with them and picked a conference talk at random.  What I came up with was Elder Uchtdorf's "You Matter to Him" ('Him' being God).  Not too shabby.  I think even the veggietales would agree.

I don't really have anything to add, but these were my three favorite quotes (emphasis added):
Disciples of Jesus Christ understand that compared to eternity, our existence in this mortal sphere is only “a small moment” in space and time. They know that a person’s true value has little to do with what the world holds in high esteem. They know you could pile up the accumulated currency of the entire world and it could not buy a loaf of bread in the economy of heaven.
The Lord doesn’t care at all if we spend our days working in marble halls or stable stalls. 
May we ever believe, trust, and align our lives so that we will understand our true eternal worth and potential.

Girls and their eggs

Maggie and I have started a super secret girls only tradition, and I love it.

It started over Thanksgiving when Amos and Eric went to PA without us.  We put Audrey down for her nap, and Maggie and I made eggs.  Mags loves to crack the eggs, and then mix them.  She hates the cooking part and ALWAYS says, "be careful mom, it's hot."

On Thanksgiving, we curled up in bed with our eggs and watched the Macy's Thanksgiving Day Parade.  I knew it felt special that day.  Our tradition really started to stick a few weeks ago though.  Amos was at preschool and we'd just put Audrey for her nap.  Maggie and I made eggs, and then she said, "let's watch the parade!"  I couldn't believed she remembered that.  It must have felt special to her too.

So, now when Amos goes to preschool, and Audrey is sleeping, Mags and I make eggs.  Just the two of us.

Tuesday, January 17, 2012


Shortly after we got home from our Christmas trip to Pennsylvania it hit me that we made no major changes in 2011.  No new babies, no moving, no promotions, no basements finished, no nothing.  We just plugged along for a whole year.  It's the first time since we've been married that we haven't had one (or all) of those things happen for a whole year.  Yikes. It sent me into power nest mode and instead of unpacking from our trip, we headed to the store for supplies for some projects.

We bought the trofast system from Ikea for our playroom (it is not yet assembled, however), and that evicted these bins from the playroom closet:

They were primary colored, with a natural wood frame.  I spray painted the bins and the frame.  Amos helped me make the labels.  It was pretty funny what he wanted the labels to say.  I probably should have gone with it.

Just so we're clear, this is what the other side of the room looks like:

I have no idea whose toothbrush that is.

Next up, Eric and finally hung the Audubon prints that we've had forever.  (If you'd like some of your own, these ones can be picked up for a cool $11 mil).  We got the frames at Ikea.  We used the whole butcher paper measuring/hanging technique.  It was tedious, but I think it paid off.  The pictures don't really do it justice, the wall looks great.

We also bought a rug:

I know, it's dumb, but it took us 3 years to do it.  We should have put a rug in this space years ago.  Especially for $20 (from Ikea too).

I also reorganized our whole bathroom.  I need to photograph it, because it is awesome.  Another thing I should have done years ago.  I finally figured out how to be able to see all of my stuff, but not have it all over the counter all the time.  It's a bathroom miracle.  I'll take pictures soon.  Although there is talk of repainting the bathroom.

And, finally, the fish tank.  Eric has wanted one forever.  I have said no forever.  Finally, he just brought one home.  He's worked really hard getting it to look really sharp, so I guess I'll let this one slide.

Plus, the kids totally love it.  Amos has been making invitations inviting everyone he knows over to come see it.  I am just waiting for the day when he wants to take it for show n' tell.

So, that's it.  We've been busy with our projects.  Oh, and general shenanigans.  I guess an update on the bathroom and playroom will be in order soon.  I hope.

Monday, January 16, 2012

The Wandering Woobie

I don't generally blog about my kids' clothes, but the "Woobie" has taken on a life of it's own.  Anna and I bought this outfit for Audrey at Target the other day.  I don't know what it is, but it rang up as a "Woobie."  When we put the woobie in the cart with Auds, she started to snuggle it, so that was good enough for me.  Who doesn't want an outfit they can snuggle with?

The Woobie in action is better than I could have imagined.  It is like having a live stuffed animal.  It doesn't hurt that Audrey is a total wanderer, and sorta've pet-like to begin with.

From the back:

and, the Woobs reaching for something (an entire head of broccoli, it turns out):

It's hard not to chant, "Woo-bie! Woo-bie!" when you see her coming.  We love the Woobie!

Sunday, January 15, 2012

The Future is Bright

Yesterday, Anna and I decided we wanted to get pedicures instead of going with Eric and the kids to get fish for his stinky fish tank (post forthcoming).  We felt too guilty dumping all of the kids on Eric, so we bargained for the free time, and took Maggie with us to the nail salon. 

Maggie was a TOTAL princess.  She watched closely as we got our pedicures.  They had a box of nail design samples and she went through them again and again, arranging and rearranging them.  She kept picking out different designs for Anna and I, it was super sweet. 

Finally, when we were done, it was her turn:

She sat so still while she got her nails painted.

The best part of all though, was when Eric, Amos, and Audrey came to pick us up, and Eric helped Mags dry her nails.  So sweet.

I look forward to MANY nail appointments with my girls.

Wednesday, January 11, 2012

Rise and Shine

This morning I woke up to Amos standing next to my bed.

"Mom, will you turn on the oven so the stuff inside it will cook?"

Sure.  Inside the oven I found a cookie sheet complete with little balls of peanut butter cookie dough.  He'd even taken the time to use a fork to make the little criss-cross pattern on the tops of the cookies.

If only he knew how to use the oven, maybe I'd wake up to fresh baked cookies.

Sunday, January 1, 2012

Still at it in 2012

Today the kids were off playing while I was making dinner.  All was quiet until Amos came around the corner and said,

"Mom, am I dressed as Snow White?" 

I said, yes, and he said, "Ok."

Then he played like that.  For a while.  To make matters better, they were playing a ferocious game with lots of growling.  It made making dinner much more fun, that's for sure.

Happy New Year!

I literally downloaded this yesterday and can't remember where from.  I'd love to give credit if you know where I saw this =)

Somewhere along the way, we here at Horne House lost track of 2011.  It's ok though, because we're certain that 2012 is going to be our best year yet.  We look forward to sharing it with all of you.  Happy New Year!

I'd like to say this face is a rarity, but it's more like the norm.

Baby New Year got off easy, all things considered.  (Take Amos, and Maggie, for instance).