Cereal and Snow

The boys love to eat Lucky Charms - In my bed, of courseWhat is especially great is that Bronze only likes the marshmallows and throws the other peices away... which are discovered when I am going to bed.
At about 9 am this morning it started snowing. It was very small little flakes at first
Which then turned into dense, wet, giant flakesTriton loved it
And then decided later he was mad about his pants being wet and started to cry, which then of course made Bronze decide to cry.An hour later, this is what the yard looked like. That's not even the best part though. It was only supposed to rain this morning, and snow in the mountains this afternoon! Which means, there'll be more snow this afternoon! Ah, seriously, I may be crazy, but this weather is perfect.

Family Outing

We went to the zoo on Saturday. John leaves this upcoming Saturday for Boston for three weeks, so we're trying to find things to do together before he leaves. A trip to the zoo just wouldn't be complete without carousel rides.Triton chose the zebra, and Bronze got to be on an anteater. Which makes me laugh even to think about.Bronze was funny, because I think he was kind of afraid of it all. He had bare feet, and used those things to wrap around as much of the body of this anteater as he could. He has long skinny feet, which managed to do a great job of giving him extra hold during the ride.

Two handsome boysIsn't my new agate necklace just wonderful? Its my new favorite thing

TV is a Teaching Tool

Who ever said that TV was good for nothing was wrong. Today, I asked Triton if he wanted a cookie (the scouts and I made them last night) which of course he did. While I made the boys lunch, Triton sat at the bar studying his cookie. Then I hear a little voice speak up, "Mama, C is for cookie and cookie starts with C." To which, I smiled, burst into song with the actual Cookie Monster song, and he and Bronze danced. So to all you anti-kids-watching-tv-ers --

wienie roast

We are so lucky to live so close to the mountains. On Saturday night we went with our neighbors up through American Fork Canyon and did some tin foil dinners and hot dogs. I am happy to exclaim, that I had the first tinfoil dinner of my life that night! It was awesome. But, perhaps a little too fancy for the occasion. I created this tin of sheer awesomeness in the form of chicken, potatoes, peas, onions, and toasted pecans, all inside of a cream like gravy. Truly awesome! But maybe next time I'll so something much simpler.
Triton loved roasting marshmallows. In this particular picture he had just realized that his mellow was on fire and was shaking it to get it out, while also watching these two dogs at our neighboring fire pit.
Triton (gray), Bronze (red), and Annika definitely kept themselves busy. They also managed to unearth something decomposing - which resulted in us moving sites quickly. John was the ever amazing and managed to transfer our coals from one pit to another. How he did it, well, its a mystery for only the most experienced.

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I wish I could say that something cool was happening in our lives. Sadly, nope, you're all stuck with the same old same old around here. Which, secretly, I like.
In a couple weeks, John will be going for round two at Harvard. This is especially exciting for me because I get to go meet him there. I haven't been on a real vacation since before Triton was born! The best part of all of this though, is that I'm going to be in New York City for two days before that, ALL ALONE! I am almost overcome with the thought of being able to come and go as I please, with only myself to think about. I think at the top of my list is to simply go to the MET, and see everything I want to, even if its all day long. Because with only me along, I could have the best vacation imaginable. Imagine it, being able to see only the things that interest you. Being able to taste the foods that were once your favorite. And sleeping until you feel like waking up. As for restaurants, I'd really love to find a place that serves the delicious combo of Chicken and Waffles. Don't hate it until you try it. I promise, it will be one of the best things you've ever tasted. So, that's the update for now I suppose.

Responsibility

Every Wednesday night, I have the responsibility, no privilege, of having about 7 10 year olds run a muck in my house, and entertain my two boys. If you're still wondering why I have this honor, I must simply say that, Yes, I am the Webelos leader.Last night for our activity, besides playing dodgeball, was to make puppets and then give a puppet show. One forgets how creative 10 year olds can be, especially with their improv skits. I'll simply say, they are always entertaining.Here are my puppets - A germ, and some kind of fire beastAfter our activity, the boys play rugby, football, dodgeball, or soccer in the backyard. Triton and Bronze love when the scouts are over. And for me, its like free babysitting! Triton makes it a point to give each one of them a hug and exclaim, "come in!" as soon as the doorbell rings.Maybe it was being inadvertently tackled during the football game, or maybe it was having to sit and allow me to take a picture of his cupcake mug - either way, Triton wasn't too happy - obviously.

The best part of scouts for everyone, is probably the treats. Last night we had chocolate cupcakes. Really, is there anything better than a cupcake?I'm 99% sure Bronze agrees with me.

Labor Day

was truly a day of labor. At least for John. Here is what he single handedly did while I fie-fied around the house. . .
Thank you John for being such a hardworking, loving husband. I know he did this for me. . . and my future dog. Or at least that is what he said. In other words, it was for me!

Can you Feel it?

There is a certain smell and feel to fall. The sun changes position, the days become shorter, and there is a very distinct smell. Fact is, to this day, my brother and friend let me know as soon as it smells like "hunting" outside. FYI- there is a very distinct smell to hunting season, one that I can't quite describe, but everyone who has been knows exactly what I'm talking about. Since we live at the meager elevation of 6600 feet, the oak trees have started to change leaves further signaling its my favorite time of year! One more reason why I am so happy to be in an area that has seasons.