Thursday, December 18, 2008

How to Give Your Husband a Birthday that Money Can't Buy

Breakfast: Find some eggs in your fridge ("borrowed" from my mom earlier in the week) and Gristmill bread (a present from your visiting teachers) and make scrambled eggs and toast.

Presents: 1) a headlamp (his dad gave to him a couple weeks ago. But I hid and wrapped). 2) a used whiteboard and markers for home office. This was probably the best gift because Christian really wanted one, and my mom had an old one she was throwing away. 3) a framed photo for his office. This one was a close call. We had an old frame I could use, but I realized I would have to pay for the photo to be printed (about 30 cents). I finally opted to go for it--even though it would be spending money. When I went to pick up the photo, the clerk told me my order had been paid for already. A Christmas miracle? Maybe not a miracle but to this day (one day later) I don't know how my 30 cent photo got paid for.

Lunch: Generously offer to meet your husband at his mom's house.

Dinner: at home, of course

Birthday cake?: almost. I had some leftover cupcakes from my Activity Day girls.

All in all, I think it was a perfect day. Right, Christian?

Monday, December 15, 2008

I know It's In Here Somewhere

I've caught CJ like this a few times. I'm not exactly sure what he's looking for, but I'll hear him talking to himself and rummaging around. Maybe he just needs some alone time.

Tuesday, December 9, 2008

So This is Christmas

I have to admit that you won't hear me complaining about radio stations playing Christmas songs too early or people jumping the gun with their Christmas lights. I really like it. But if I was feeling pressure last year to decorate and start Christmas traditions, I'm definitely feeling it this year. I mean I have a child this year--a child who cares only about applesauce and pieces of bread, but still a child. So I dug up the Gene Autry Christmas CD and convinced Christian to help decorate our house right after Thanksgiving. It took us three minutes. Maybe less. That was with me stealing a few things from my mom's house. But things are looking up this year. I've already watched Holiday Inn and White Christmas, and it's only the 9th. So Merry Christmas.

Friday, December 5, 2008

My New Work Space

You'll notice the shattered screen on the right connected to a second monitor. It sure takes the mobility out of a laptop, you know having two screens and all, but it works so I'm not complaining. If you want to know what happened, just ask Christian if the back of a couch is a good place to put a laptop. We love our new set-up. We just miss our kitchen table a little bit.

Tuesday, November 11, 2008

Tuesday, November 4, 2008

Wednesday, October 29, 2008

Down to the Wire

I'm still trying to figure out what CJ is going to be. I've narrowed it down to two:

Peter Pan

Or Robin Hood.

If I'm going to make this intricate costume out of clothes cj already has and green felt found in my parent's garage, I'm going to need to get started. Besides the costume, I'm going to have to teach CJ how to hold out his arms either pointing up (Robin Hood) or pointing down (Peter Pan). So who's it going to be?

Monday, October 27, 2008

This Year's Feature Film

I've never been a horror movie kind of person. I think the scariest movie I ever watched was It. I watched it in 5th grade in the middle of the day with two friends. We turned all the lights off in my basement. When it got too scary, we turned it off and walked to Burger King to take a littlte break. It was pretty scary. Since then, I sort of swore myself off scary movies. But around Halloween time, I always like to watch a good old scary movie. Last Halloween, Christian and I watched Spellbound--an Alfred Hitchcock we got from the library. It was pretty classic--the perfect combination of intense music and insanity all in black and white. I made Christian put in a Disney movie after. Later that year we watched Vertigo, another Hitchcock. Halfway through I went to the bathroom and never came back. After that things really went downhill. I'm not sure if it is my maturing age (I am 24, after all) or motherhood, but I can't stomach anything these days. Proof: All of a sudden, Phantom of the Opera and Jane Eyre are too scary, and I won't even touch Poirot these days.

Unfortunately, I just can't let the tradition die. It's Halloween, after all. So I'm still looking for this year's scary movie. I have a couple ideas already: Sleeping Beauty (if I fastforward through the "touch the spindle" scene) or Winnie-the-Pooh (has that scary honey pot dream scene that might have just the right touch). I can't help but think an animated movie might not be scary enough. At least for Christian, anyway. Any suggestions?

Wednesday, October 22, 2008

Want to be Mad?

Annoyed, frustrated, upset, or angry at a book, characters, or author. Then try this one.

Or actually don't. Don't try this one. Read something else instead. Something like this:

Monday, October 20, 2008

Uncle JD's Famous Chocolate Chip Cookies

I'd like to say when it comes to food he takes after his dad, but let's face it he takes after both of us. This kid's got no chance. By the way, JD, we're ready for some more cookies. This time CJ wants a plate all to himself.

Monday, October 13, 2008

Nice Try

I guess CJ got too hot during his nap. He didn't quite get his shirt off, though. Either too hot or just sick of sleeping in a wet shirt. Maybe if he didn't slobber so much. I'm hoping he'll get sick of sleeping in a wet diaper and decide to change that. I'll give him some time.

Wednesday, October 8, 2008

Not Too Sweet. Not Too Sour. Just a Little Too Pink.

Yesterday, Elise and I made pink applesauce. CJ was a good sport. He kicked back and watched most the time and slept the rest. Elise and I have decided to dedicate one day a week to a project. So far Elise has provided: ideas, recipes, all the canning equipment, peaches to can, tomatoes to can salsa, herbs from her garden, apples from her tree farm, applesauce equipment, knowledge, and experience. I provided everything else. Elise is lucky to have me.

Monday, October 6, 2008

Start 'Em Young

The girls: smiling at the camera
The boys: watching football
Their dads would be so proud.

Monday, September 29, 2008

Yeah, yeah

3 Joys
1. Peaches and icecream (or mostly just icecream)
2. CJ's dinosaur pajamas
3. Sweats

3 Fears
1. Spiders
2. Big spiders
3. Medium-sized spiders

3 Irritations
1. Slow computers
2. Broken sewing machines
3. Running out of icecream (or just running in general)

3 Facts
1. I taste baby food (so far: green beans, sweet potatoes, applesauce)
2. CJ thinks the word "cereal" is hilarious (seriously)
3. Watching the Cosby show is becoming my nightly ritual

Friday, September 19, 2008

Random Getaway

I've noticed that random giveaways seem to be pretty popular in the blogging world. You can get some good stuff that way, and I am always looking for good stuff. The trouble is the odds are against me. There may be hundreds of people entering a giveaway--which leaves me a 200 or so to 1 shot.

So I decided to do a random getaway. This way I can be sure to get what I want.

I found this china while helping Hillarie register at Dillards. I want it.

So here are the rules:

-Just make a comment ON THIS POST to enter — any comment.
-Anonymous comments will be ignored/removed.
-One entry per person, please.
-The lucky winner will purchase my china (8 settings ought to be sufficient) and send/deliver to me at the earliest convenience. The sooner the better.

Good luck.

Thursday, September 18, 2008

Happy Half

CJ, Larry, Gertie, and I celebrated CJ's half-birthday today. Here's how we celebrated: 1) made CJ a birthday hat and 2) did everything else that we normally do on a Thursday.

It's been a great day.

Monday, September 8, 2008

My New Wheels

Well, another Apple Days has come and gone again. Apple Days? Yeah, I didn't really know what it was either. Apparently, Apple Days is just Apple Day and it's really just Apple Few Hours or Apple Evening. But it's River Heights official holiday. Now that I'm an official River Heights resident I headed up a couple committees and by that I mean I was on one committee--the baby contest. It was a good committee to be on. I didn't do any work until three hours before Apple Days and then I made three identical "Cutest Baby" certificates for all three contestants. So there are three babies in River Heights right now all claiming to be the cutest baby. Hopefully they don't compare scrapbooks when they're twelve.

Actually, Apple Days ended up being really great. It reminded me of Pollyana when they have that carnival and she dresses up in an American Flag and sings "O Beautiful for Spacious Skies" and then fishes out a china doll. It was a little like that. There was a fishing pond and a stage with lip sync acts going on by Pollyana-age kids. There were hot dogs and hamburgers, pony rides and cotton candy. Our own River Heights City jump rope team came to perform. It felt like a small town in the 1950s. I hope it stays that way.

Maybe the best part was the raffle drawing. My brother Isaac bought 25 raffle tickets for $5. This is a rarity for Isaac. He doesn't part with money easy. In his eyes, $5 might be about one week of groceries. But come on, it was Apple Days, and in the true spirit of Apple Days, it ended up being $5 well-spent. He won this sweet little chopper bicycle. It was great.

Well done, Apple Days. See you next year.

Wednesday, August 27, 2008

Monday, August 25, 2008

A Bicycle Built for Six?

I'm not saying it was safe.

CJ was upset that I made him stay in his jogger. Next time, maybe.

Thursday, August 14, 2008

Excuse Me, Mom

More rice cereal please.

Tuesday, August 12, 2008

My Husband: Master Packer

We just got back from visiting Megan and Jon in Washington D.C. It was a great trip. Very fun. It was my first visit, and I loved everything about it. It got me anxious to learn more about our founding fathers, the U.S. presidents, and frozen yogurt (and probably deep-dish pizza, too). CJ was a trooper. He lived in his car seat for five days but still managed to find things to grin about.

Yet again, our cheapness was a highlight. Instead of renting a car for a few days, we loaded up three babies and three adults in one car. Imagine: three car seats in the back, Megan and me sharing the front seat and Christian crunched in the very back with two strollers (one being a double). And imagine all this happening in a car with Utah license plates. I think that's what made it alright. We even managed to make it to the airport this way--along with four oversized bags and a few carry-ons. Christian had a few packing strokes of genius that saved us $40 in cab-fare. Nice.

We can't wait to go back and see more of the sights. Maybe next time we'll rent a car. Somehow it seems unlikely.

Wednesday, August 6, 2008

To What Lengths Would You Go for a Disney Movie?

Remember me? I'm the one who embarrasses easily. Lately, I've been listening to the box set of Disney's classic movie songs (not the embarrassing part, yet...keep reading)--which caused me to rediscover the movie Hercules. I somehow talked Christian into renting it. Trust me, I had to think long and hard before I even considered doing this. That would mean I would have to walk up to a counter and rent Hercules face to face with another human being. Me, a grown adult. I figured it was worth the risk. After all, we have a kid now. He likes that kind of stuff. That and sucking on his hand.

The trouble started when we couldn't find the movie, which led Christian (I was too embarrassed) to ask for some help. I was ready to pull the plug on the whole thing, but the store clerk came around the corner with Christian and loudly asked (Did she have to be so loud?), "Are you the one looking for Hercules?" I just about played it cool and asked for Die Hard instead. But I didn't. Of course, we looked. And of course it wasn't there.

She started suggesting other "cute" kids movies we might like. I have to hand it to her, she acted like it was normal for two grown adults to be looking for Hercules. I guess I looked pretty disappointed because she sent the manager out. Looked again. Still couldn't find it. Meanwhile, Christian and had settled on Freaky Friday (the original version with Jodie Foster and the kid from The Phone Call) when the manager came running after us, waving a movie frantically. "We've got it! We've got it!" Christian, of course, was playing it up: "I can't believe you found it! Isn't this great, Sade? A Disney miracle!" I was just wishing CJ was older and that I could somehow blame this on him.

So we got our movie. (Not until after we had signed up for a card. Another shot in the arm. That's how important it was for us to rent this movie: we actually signed up for a card in order to rent it.)

Moral of the story: stick with netflix. Much easier. Much less embarrassing.

Monday, August 4, 2008

I don't get it, either

Lately, CJ thinks everything is SO funny--even his uncle Isaac.

Wednesday, July 30, 2008

Falling Behind

A lot of things have happened lately. But here are the most important things:
1. I love it when CJ smiles so big you can see it through his binky.

2. CJ's new trick is trying to fit both hands in his mouth at the same time. Pretty soon, he may throw a foot in there, too. Also, his cousin Maggie loves to give her blanket and baby to CJ. They are going to be great friends once CJ can get over his hands.

3. CJ still has a great smile.

Thursday, July 17, 2008

Lesson Number One: No Spit Up

So far, CJ has been a pretty decent kid. His one failing is that he spits up. A LOT. Mountains of spit up every two to three minutes. It's unfortunate, really. What begins each day as a cute well-dressed kid ends up a smelly, dripping mess within five minutes of his first feeding.

At CJ's four month checkup yesterday our doctor offered some suggestions. I can't blame him for trying. They were good suggestions--but hardly practical. He said something about burping CJ during and after eating and keeping him upright for a few minutes after meals. Obviously this guy has never been a stay-at-home mom. That would shave a whole five minutes off my busy schedule. I'm still trying to come up with solutions of my own, and since I've stopped burping CJ, I've had five more minutes each to think it over.

Believe it or not, I'm still stumped. Any one have good ideas?

Friday, July 11, 2008

Hyrum and CJ

CJ has been into eating things lately. Like his hand and his cousin's hand. Here he is with Hyrum. They are about three months apart and off to a good start already.

Monday, July 7, 2008

California and Root Beer Floats

I spent the week with my sister Emily. Her oldest daughter Lily was baptized on Saturday. Daisy and her family came as well. So all three Reeder sisters were there. When we were growing up, I used to make fans out of construction paper so we could act out this:

Now we are all moms. Well, they have been moms for close to a decade now. It is weird to think that I am "one of them" now. At Emily's, I kept thinking CJ was her baby. When I'd talk to him, I'd catch myself calling Emily his mommy and me Aunt Sadie. Force of habit, I guess. I've been an aunt a lot longer than I've been a mom.

CJ had a great time in Livermore. We got to do a lot of fun things and ate a lot of Root Beer Floats. They were good. Really good.

Wednesday, July 2, 2008

CJ in Santa Cruz

Today was CJ's first day at the beach. He loved it. At least I think he did. He slept the whole time except for the last four minutes. He probably would have slept through that too, but I woke him up. I am still wondering why I lathered sunscreen on him, dressed him in a swimsuit and rash guard, and wasted all our drinking water washing sand of his binki all for the sake of a couple of pictures. Oh well.

My favorite one is of CJ and Canyon. Up until a few weeks ago, CJ and Canyon were the only boy cousins on my family's side. Canyon was so excited when CJ was born, he told his mom that he finally got his brother. They have had a tight bond already: Canyon idolizes "Ceej" (as he calls him) and CJ occasionally glances at Canyon. They have a good future ahead of them.

Thursday, June 19, 2008

Monday, June 16, 2008

In Need of a Father's Day Present?

Probably not seeing as how it was yesterday. But I gave my dad the best present a child can give and figured it would be selfish not to share with everyone. What was this magical present? I moved back home with my husband and child for an indefinite period of time. What a gift! That means I'll be there for my dad every waking hour--eating his food, watching his TV, blogging on his computer, reading his newspaper and mixing up all the pages, and allowing him to babysit 24/7. Believe it or not, I get some benefits out of this as well. It's win-win. Until our house is ready to move into (sometime this fall--late fall, I'm sure my dad hopes), we'll keep on giving.

You should have seen my dad's reaction when I told him. He was so happy he started crying. A lot. And then he had to leave the room. I guess he was just too happy.

Wednesday, June 11, 2008

Sleep is Bliss

Here's to CJ for sleeping 7 1/2 hours straight last night (9:30 p.m. - 5:00 a.m.). Quite a jump from his usual 2 1/2. We have his new Fisher-Price waterfall soother to thank for it. $39.99 sounded like a lot at the store, but it was worth every penny. In fact, it even put Christian to sleep, too. Let's hope for another good night.

Tuesday, June 10, 2008

Our Sentence: Thirty to Life

It's finally official. We are now homeowners. We closed on our house last Thursday. Wow. That was quite a process. It sort of reminded me of an old Saturn commercial where a girl buys a Saturn and afterwards the salesman takes her to a group of thirty or so employees and announces dramatically, "This is Nancy (or whatever) and this is her" The way he slows down for emphasis makes me think the commercial is supposed to make you cry. I'm not really sure why, but I'm sure I got a little teary-eyed watching it.

You'd think it would have been like that when we closed. After all, this is a house--not a car. After we signed all the papers, I walked out of the conference room sort of slowly and dramatically waiting for our guy to clear his throat and, "(ahem) This is Sadie and Christian...." He didn't do it. Maybe because there was only one other employee (the receptionist), and she was talking on the phone. To recompense, I decided to call everyone I knew so I could get some sort of recognition. I had already told my mom and my two sisters' lines were busy, so I listened to Christian tell his mom instead. Thanks, Saturn for building my hopes up for nothing.

Saturday, June 7, 2008

Wednesday, June 4, 2008

What is willpower?

Frog and Toad. It is probably my favorite picture book series (besides Frances). The other day we found two Frog and Toad books at Barnes and Nobles for only $5. Nice. That night, as I was reading to CJ, the "Cookies" story hit a little too close to home. In the story, Frog and Toad (Christian and Sadie) eat nearly a whole batch of cookies. Disgusting? Yes. They finally decide to put the cookies in a box, in a hard to reach shelf, tied up with ribbon, etc. All because they can't look at the cookies without eating (again, sounding familiar). And party-pooper Frog (Christian) keeps insisting that they could open the box, get a ladder, or cut the ribbon, etc. too easily (How many times has Christian told me, "It will do better in the garbage than in our stomachs"?) So finally Frog (Christian) feeds the cookies to the birds. Then some other important things happen in the story--like they realize all along that willpower was better than cookies or something like that. I wasn't really paying attention by then. It was around that time that my stomach started growling. Someone should probably tell Frog that you can't eat willpower.

Yesterday I made a batch of cookies and there's a plateful sitting on my kitchen table. They look pretty good, too. Willpower is probably overrated.

Monday, May 19, 2008

Man's Best Friend

I think most people say they married their best friend, which is mostly true for Christian and me. He is definitely my best friend, and I'm not really sure he has other friends, so it's me by default. The only problem is that while I'm Christian's favorite living, breathing friend, I am not at the top of his list of favorite things. Up until a few days ago, I was a comfortable third. I squeezed in just under 1) computer and 2) iPhone. I wasn't complaining. I like the sound of Top Three. There's nothing wrong with that. And then Friday came. And with it came a new Top Three. In fact, I think this may have inched itself straight to number one: a Garmin watch.

When Christian isn't wearing "The Garmin", he is cradling it by his bed. Every conversation now begins with, "Did you know that the Garmin..." First thing he did this morning was take The Garmin to the window so it could calibrate our elevation (weird...same as last night). He also gets excited when people notice his new toy (so far, just one person. A ten year old in our primary class. Oh, and our three year old niece Noelle who said "This thing is driving me bonkers!" I hear you, Noelle).

Since today is our anniversary, I'd like to at least reclaim my number three spot again. Ambitious sounding? Don't worry, I won't try to knock out the Garmin. But he has had his iPhone for almost six months now. I think it's about time it took a turn in the number 4 spot for a change.

Any suggestions?

Monday, May 12, 2008

Happy Mother's Day

Yesterday was the best Mother's Day I've had in a long time. CJ gave me the most wonderful present a newborn can give--sleep. He also rolled over yesterday and again today. Seriously, that kid is amazing. He's only eight weeks old. Now he just needs to learn how to take naps and pay for his college education.

Friday, May 9, 2008

Cj, Bob, and Me

My parents lovingly gave us a Bob Jogger this week, and CJ and I were anxious to take him out for a spin. Today was our first morning home, so I got CJ ready for the cold weather. He didn't want to change out of his pajamas (it had nothing to do with my laziness), so I just put some sweats on underneath and a jacket on him. I think he looked pretty good.

We got all settled in the jogger (quite a process figuring it out for the first time) just as the rain started falling. Darn. We were so disappointed that I gave CJ a ride all through our house instead. Well, actually just in the kitchen because Bob wouldn't fit past our kitchen table.

So far no flat tires or broken bones. We have no complaints. Thanks Nana and Papa.