Monday, December 13, 2010

Southern Ice Cream

is pretty dang good in a rocking chair.

BYU vs. Duke Women's BBall Game

I wore a BYU T-shirt underneath my Duke, zip up hoodie, in the hopes of supporting both teams.

India Diwali Fuqua Friday



Back Home



Saturday reminded me of three things I've really missed. . .Costco's uncooked flour tortillas, an amazing $12.50 hour long massage and my family. Hannah and Gen have already been spoiled rotten. A trip to Cabella's with Grams and Popa and making pink popcorn with Popa. Their in heaven and I'm right along there with them. Now if only Russ would get here.

Thanksgiving


The Schindler's were nice enough to have us up to DC to their house this Thanksgiving. We had a wonderful time eating a delicious Thanksgiving dinner, eating with the missionaries, chatting, going to see Harry Potter and watching movies. The girls also loved Ruby and her sleeping over companion Princess. They were cute little dogs. Our last day we had a great time playing Rock Band.

Sinterklaas


He visited us again this year even though Gen didn't want to put out her shoes. Here they are opening their present.

LDSSA Christmas Party

One of the best parts of MBA school for me is this awesome club. I love getting together with these people and the Christmas party was no exception. 

Kids Waiting for Santa
Making Gingerbread Houses

Genevieve and Hannah are only fans of Santa from a safe distance. They wanted nothing to do with sitting on his lap, but were hapy to converse with him at arms length.

Monday, December 6, 2010

My Child is Special

Hannah, a few days ago, was so mad she peed on me, on purpose. Yeah, I know, you only wish your kid was so smart and so cool.

Thursday, November 18, 2010

All in a Day's Work

In the last 24 hours. . .


*I have swept up, mopped up and agonized over a glass cup.

*Put Hannah in the corner five times in thirty minutes, while making dinner, for things such as biting
Gen's belly, hitting Gen on the head with a tennis racket and pulling hair. 

*Scraped the side of the van on our stupid garage.

*Cleaned up after a poop accident.

*Fought to get anyone into their clothes.

*Listened to Hannah do anything and everything except take a nap.

*Watched Russ walk in an hour after he said he'd be home. 

*Wrestled Hannah down the stairs, out the door and into the car and then spent the next twenty minutes attempting to strap her into her car seat. I spent the drive, stopping every two minutes to put Hannah back into her car seat. She now looks like someone tried to straggle her. All thanks to her efforts to contort herself out of her car seat straps. 

I have two children and I am going absolutely CRAZY! How does anyone have more children? How does anyone do this day in and day out?

Tuesday, November 16, 2010

Library

I know everyone thinks the library is a magical place to take their children. I think it's magically horrific. Tonight, I thought maybe it would be different. As I was looking to see if I had anything on hold and glanced over to actually see my children sitting looking at books and not ripping them off the shelves or running and screaming down the aisles. I thought, wow, maybe they're turning a corner and this is going to work out great. The euphoria is beginning to set in and I decide I can actually go hunting for my own book. Hannah is following right behind me. "Wow this is awesome!" And of course that's when all my joy comes to a screeching halt and makes its way right onto a mortifying journey. Hannah begins screaming and crying, with Gen in tow talking as loud as she possibly can. And what is Hannah screaming? "My bum itches mom" over and over and over again. Seriously, she didn't stop as I practically ran to the self-check out and she kept on screaming "my bum itches" until we made it to the car, even though I was frantically whispering "Don't say that Hannah" "I'll fix it" "It's ok. Your bum is ok". Nothing worked and now everyone in the dang library knows my daughters bum itches and my face can go thirty shades of red.

Monday, November 15, 2010

Bad Bangs

I'd like to say that this butchering was done by someone at Great Clips or the like, but unfortunately it was there own, untalented mother. In my defense, there was a lot of squirming, but really, who does that kind of a job twice? I guess this sort of thing should be left to the professionals even if we are students. Anyone know how to make them grow really fast?

Monday, November 1, 2010

Fall Break


We painted, we ate a whole lot of fried food at the State Fair, went to the Museum of Life and Science, Uncle Kim visited, had photo ops and I lost all the pictures of the State Fair, the Museum and neglected to get any pictures of Kim while he was here. I'm sick. I hate loosing things, but pictures and the like, hurt the worst. Just picture Russ in complete bliss sampling a Krispy Kreme Donut Hamburger (that's right two donuts sandwiching what you usually have in the middle of your hamburger. And a picture of a sign that has any and all of the foods you can think of fried. We also sampled a fried Snickers (not that good), maple syrup cotton candy (really good), Elephant ears and snow cones.  I just couldn't stomach the idea of a fried PB&J, mac and cheese or pie.

    I'll show you the cute pictures that Emily took, but I think this picture shows the other half of the story of these two. I laugh every time I see it. Both because what kind of mother takes a picture instead of stopping yet another fight and because really, after you try everything and you've completely had it, laughing is all you've got left.




Halloween

We had such a great Halloween Weekend. The girls loved all of the parties, trunk-or-treating and Russ and I went to an awesome Halloween party. I know, we got a babysitter and everything. I hope you all had a happy Halloween too!


Tuesday, October 26, 2010

The Upcoming Hangover

No I haven't taken up drinking, but I'm beginning to see I'm in for another slump. Russ has been home-really home-with us and it's been heaven. He's been on break and I've been absolutely giddy with being able to see my husband for more than a mumbled goodnight. We actually sat on the couch and watched a movie together. Which between applying for schools and actually being in school,  that simple pleasure has been sorely lacking. Last night I freaked out (literally) thinking that his break is almost over and we'll both be back in the saddle again and even though today is still break, he's got a lot to do before school gets started, so we're pretty much back in it again today. I'm going to miss you Russ. I cannot wait for Thanksgiving and Christmas!!

Saturday, October 23, 2010

Monday, October 18, 2010

The Slump

My least favorite moment is right after a vacation or holiday and now I can add a new one--the day after your family goes home. I thought I was doing pretty well out here and now, today, I'm in a funk. Hannah is awake from her nap and I can hear her talking to herself in the next room, but I have no motivation to move my slumping self a few steps and pick her up. I really didn't want to get out of bed this morning. The urge to hide deep within my covers was very real and very alluring. I'm just trying to remind myself that the laundry will get put away. I will clean up the cyclone of toys, clothes and whatever else seems to find its way to disarray and Christmas is coming soon, just not soon enough. The weather is gorgeous and I'm going to pick up singing Hannah and we will grab Gen and try to squelch the depression. Thank goodness for fall.

Friday, October 8, 2010

Marbles Museum



Last Friday we headed to The Marbles Children's Museum in Raleigh with some of the other Fuqua Families. The girls loved the place, but were attached to me the entire time. I had to go everywhere with them holding onto me, which is weird when that happens because usually they run off and I have a hard time keeping track of them. I have no idea why they freak out and act all shy sometimes. I guess the museum was a little scary? If you have any tips on how to figure your children out, please let me know. In the meantime enjoy some pictures.










Wednesday, October 6, 2010

TV Watching Musings

To be honest I don't really know what to say about the TV watching deal. I guess most of us wish our kids watched less than they did. So maybe feeling like we should do better than we are helps us make sure they don't watch a crazy amount of TV, but I think we need to be kind to ourselves and not stress overly much. Really not with just TV, but with everything. I think most of us are doing the best we can and we need to give ourselves credit for that and just do a little better when we can.

Tuesday, October 5, 2010

Crazy Little Thing Called Campout

MBA school can be a funny little thing, especially when you realize that getting married and having kids has made you kind of lame. The sort of things that would have been awesome, now seem sort of ridiculous. Don't get me wrong, I'm happy we're here and we're getting to do some of these wild things, but call me crazy, sometimes I just want my husband to come home after he's been gone all week.

So campout was one of those wild things. Russ slept in a parking lot and had to report in for random check-ins or risk loosing the chance of getting season Duke basketball tickets. I missed Russ like crazy and it was hard after a week of not really seeing him, to let him go, but he had fun and we had fun visiting at campout for breakfast and having a dinner party with the kiddos and the other wives.


Sunday, October 3, 2010

Jammies

Only one of my models could be persuaded for a picture op. I guess Genevieve's trailer didn't have the right kind of swag. But I think Hannah looks darling in this Butterick 4910 pattern and flannel print I found at Joann's. Just don't look too closely at the actual stitching. In fact on the jammies first foray, the first question was if I had made them, but really I do think I just keep getting better and better. Now on to my next "MBA Widow" project.

Thursday, September 30, 2010

Sew, sew, suck your toe

I really like sewing. I could get lost in the fabric store for hours. Hancock Fabric on Center St. in Orem used to take me captive for hours. Children and fabric stores is like an elephant in a glass house. I would not recommend it, but I digress. Even though I love sewing I wouldn't say I'm not very good at it. It never looks perfect and I always mess up, but I still love it. Except that sometimes I do get down on not being amazing so I'll stash everything away for awhile. Katy, at no big dill has been celebrating sewing month with some amazingness and I was inspired. I'm currently sewing some matching pjs for the girls and my goal is to be finished by tonight, the end of September, so I'll show those in a future post. Last year I got my sewing on when Gen really wanted me to be a "nice witch". She must have known that almost all women costumes are skanky. That left me to sewing and above is my completed work.

Sunday, September 26, 2010

Rain--Finally!

Rain in Kansas, not Durham

 

 

In The Rain-

E. E. Cummings

in the rain-
darkness,     the sunset
being sheathed i sit and
think of you

the holy
city which is your face
your little cheeks the streets
of smiles

your eyes half-
thrush
half-angel and your drowsy
lips where float flowers of kiss

and
there is the sweet shy pirouette
your hair
and then

your dancesong
soul.     rarely-beloved
a single star is
uttered,and i

think
       of you 
 
 
Gosh I love the rain and e.e. cummings and reading e.e. cummings while it's raining. 

Friday, September 24, 2010

Duke Give Me Back My Husband!

Some couples may send each other cute little bears and roses, we mostly shower each other with unique displays of our love. Sure there are the usual, normal love letters, but to spice things up we'll leave each other things like this. Russ has been crazy busy with Fuqua and whatever he does there. Seriously, we used to talk about every detail of our lives and lately he is so busy, he often comes to bed way after me. He has also been eating some of his dinners solo, so I left him this lovely left-over of my "dessert" next to his plate. I thought it would make his dinner SO appetizing.

Fruit Fly Infiltration

Who knew that a minuscule, black bug that doesn't sting or bite could be so annoying? I'm not even sure if they are fruit flies because they seem to like our plants mainly and I swear they are killing my poor plants. But then again, I do have a black thumb, but that's another story. So I had a lovely friend suggest making a charming concoction of vinegar, fruit juice and dish soap to rid ourselves of said fruit flies. Who knew something so pretty could be so deadly. I sense a Sunday school connection coming. . . Well the poison has done a pretty decent job so far and I even added some rotting fruit to entice the flies further, but the nasty guys are still buzzing about and I haven't killed all of them yet. And Biology at Provo High with the magnificent Miss Cooper keeps running through my head. Remember how fruit flies were so great for genetic experiments because they had such a fast reproduction rate? Well I'm remembering and it makes me frantic to get rid of these dang fruit flies before we have a full flown experiment going on ourselves. So any more suggestions would be greatly appreciated.

Wednesday, September 22, 2010

Kids and TV Watching


Ok I'll be totally honest, my kids watch too much TV for my liking, but I'm really struggling with how to get away from that. I don't know what your kids are like, but mine will not leave me alone if the TV isn't on. So it seems that if I am going to clean the house or do anything besides entertain, the TV has got to be on. Now I know of all kinds of cool things and activities I can do with my kids, so that's not the advice I'm looking for. But what I'm anxious to find out, is how do you get your kids to play on their own? How much do your kids watch TV really? I'm going to put a poll on the sidebar and maybe with the anonymous thing we can kind of see what's going on and really I want to know if I'm abnormal. And then we could maybe do another poll about how much TV you think kids SHOULD be watching. And get those ideas running on how to get rid of my kiddos being clingy.

Tuesday, September 21, 2010

Being A Parent Hurts Sometimes

Tonight we had some friends over to play and eat and in all of the commotion, while trying to talk, Genevieve is going crazy jumping up and down and jumped into my now very, very fat lip. I want to cry. I look like I've been in some crazy fight and I'm wondering if I can go out in public like this. Will people think I've been beaten? Will they dig my new baby lisp? Icing your fat lip seems to do nothing but make your jaw hurt. Or maybe it kept me from looking like I had a golf ball surgically implanted into my lip, instead of a marble. Will you still talk to me in person if I look like this?

Sunday, September 19, 2010

Confused

It's bad when your kid cuts her hair, but it's kind of worse when who knows how many days have passed and you're staring at your child (which I do all the time. Is that weird?) and you start to wonder, "Did she cut her hair?" and you sit there for awhile and you can't be sure. And so you ask said child if she cut her hair and after skirting the issue as you thought only a teenager could do, you finally pin her down to a yes. And again I know most parents wouldn't do this but I just have to know. " what did you do with the hair Gen?" "Oh I put it in the garbage." Ok so this is why I've seen no stray clumps of hair lying about. "And Gen did you do this during quiet time?" "Not today mom." "Right I know not today but some quiet time awhile ago?" "Yeah." At this point I'm thinking maybe quiet time is not the sheer bliss I had thought it was and I'm still trying to figure out if she was initially trying to slyly answer my previous question or if she still doesn't understand that whole time concept. And I'm also trying to figure out why she would do this again. Last time it was to Hannah and maybe she thought she did such an awesome job she'd try it on herself, but that was over six months ago. I just can't figure it out. And then she hid the evidence and said nothing. I just don't know what to think. I love her to bits but she can definitely be a handful.