We got to celebrate PAUL'S big 30 last night! When I turned 30 it didn't feel like a very big deal, but now that he is 30, it seems like we are really hitting middle age. The best part about the party was that we go to celebrate with Dave, Paul's cousin also born on the exact same day. Dave has been staying with us for a week and a half and we have loved having him here. We made a big spread of Frank's Red Hot chicken Salad, Key Lime Pie, homemade ice cream and candied almonds. I couldn't get enough of the mango salsa that we put on the chicken salad. It's just mango, tomato, onion, jalepeno, s/p and lime, but I was eating it like soup. YUM. We had great friends over just hung out. I was super anxious all day because for so many years in the past I have failed to make Paul's birthday a special day so I really wanted 30 to be a great time. As soon as our friends started to arrive I realized I was crazy to be so anxious, just having friends like ours makes a party fun. We are loosing some of our favorite friends this season as they finish residency and move away. I'm seriously not happy about it. Why do all our friends move? (looking at you Charyce, Kit and Basil, Zach and Arinn, Syd and Dave, Angie and Dan, and now Amy and Brandon, and Tash and Brandon!) Seriously... NOT FAIR.
Kasey, you can't move next year!
Happy 30th Birthday Dave and Paul!!
Paul, your new gray hairs are very becoming. You get much better every year, like a good cheese. :) I really did a good thing when I listed to God tell me to marry you. You are the best thing to ever happen to my life. I never knew how to dream so big or believe so fully or love so completely until you showed me. Here's to the next 30 years and more.
We miss you Dave! Thanks for fixing the ice machine, ordering the battery for the motorcycle, showing Paul his new favorite website coparts.com, cleaning our seriously dirty car, taking the dog out tons of times, buying us a Costco membership... and just being super cool. We hope you come again. It was so fun! And we loved the baked french toast! Yum!
I took my boys to see "How to train your dragon" and they got to wear their Hiccup costumes that I made for them. They loved it, and loved sword fighting in the backyard just as much. I love these boys.
Cutest dog in the world. sweet sweet dog. Attention like we have never had before.
People love this dog. Wow, he makes us popular on walks. I can love this dog.
A house of 4 boys needs a dog like this.
puppy- I think 9 weeks
boy party
Superhero Birthday party
My 3 year old tadpole turned four. He's losing his tail and getting big independent legs. So smart. So giving, kind. So thoughtful and a total problem solver. social, confident, decisive, determined, creative, bright.. my little superhero.
(superman is saving the cowgirl who is drowning in the water)
training
building a spider web with yarnbuilding superhero gadgets
masked cupcakes
SPRING!
(still discovering bark dust in my gloves)
leaf stew
finally getting out the camera again. finally getting an ounce of creative spirit raising up and swelling inside. Loving my new studio! taking time to look through old sketchbooks, journals, art files, old paintings...organizing it all.. remembering.. planning. Feeling Alive! Thrift store shopping to decorate the new art cocoon. Real. Uncovering my artist self. Invigorating..
"When you come right down to it, all you have is yourself. Yourself is a sun with a thousand fires in your belly. The rest is nothing. Pablo Picasso
lighting the fire... decorating my studio feels like i'm uncovering a bit of that inner sun. can't wait to reveal it.
"Each of us has the right, that possibility to invent ourselves daily. If a person does not invent herself, she will be invented. So, to be bodacious enough to invent ourselves is wise. Maya Angelou
Belly
Belly swelling, tightening, insanely tight for only 20 weeks. Doc says this one is impressively kinetic. I feel it everyday.. starting a 6 week yoga class tomorrow to try to reclaim at least a small portion of what used to feel like mine.
Trying hard to find a boy name and more boy energy. Trying hard to feel like I will have it in me to try again for a girl. Trying hard not to feel just a tiny bit overwhelmed with boy..ness. Wishing I could make these old T-shirts into cute little baby girl summer dresses. trying hard to not do it anyway even though it's a boy inside. trying hard.
Favorite things:
"Mommy, I love you more than a blue whale".
"Mommy, I love you more than the whole ooniverse."
We spent a plentiful 3 weeks basking in family life in Utah over Christmas and the new year.Each morning was spent rushing to visit dear friends and family we have not seen in too long, and each afternoon was spent rushing home for naps and quiet time.You would think that 3 weeks would be plenty of time to visit all people dear, but despite all of efforts we still missed going to many places including my grandparents houses.We were able to spend time with them at my parents house, but it’s not quite the same. My aunts gave us a very special presentation about my Grandma Law’s life.They made a book with pictures and stories told by all of her close relatives.As my grandma sat and listened she chuckled, “it’s not right to have a eulogy before you’re even dead.”She was flattered to be so remembered and celebrated, but she’s too modest to not be a bit embarrassed.The stories told of her amazing gardening and canning efforts of her pouring the cement of her own driveway, and her hand washing the clothes and putting them on the line to dry.She had 7 children.She never complained.She was always stalwart.Her family history work has been remarkable.I am honored to have her as my grandmother and to learn from her.I’m so glad my aunts put together the book so I can revisit it and teach my children.It is a treasure.
Here is a smattering of poor quality photos from Christmas. It was a great time even if the photos don't show it.
For Christmas my mom asked me for help designing and remodeling her bathroom.
She had a good idea of what she wanted, but while I was there we did all the shopping and I did a lot of demo.I also let the kids work.I was impressed.They loved the tools.Joren was remarkably successful at his efforts to remove tile.I hope he doesn’t try to use any of his new skills at our house.Eirik really loved the safety glasses and made sure I ALWAYS wore mine.Of course, that’s no surprise, Eirik is ALL ABOUT GEAR!He’s always in full costume and equipped with all his weapons and gear.
Although it’s difficult to pick a highlight of a trip where you get to see all of the family you miss so much, I will admit that our 3 days in the fragrant, dreamy, heartwarming desert air of St. George was the best part.As I drove south the snow began to disappear and my chi came totally alive as I became one with the red rock hills and mountains around us.My lucky-dog sister gets to live there and she doesn’t even love it as much as I do.I was up at 5:00 AM going on walks every morning, doing yoga, feeling so ALIVE.I couldn’t believe how warm it was at midday even in January.Amy took us to a place for a nature hike that was perfect.The kids got to eat nuggets in this little red rock cave and then we hiked until we were all flushed with warmth and life and the sun had warmed our cheeks to nearly a burn.When we returned to our picnic spot we were all warm enough to take off our socks and shoes and dig our feet into that glorious red sand.Oh, I wanted to swim in it.I never wanted it to end.I didn’t realize until that weekend how ridiculously infatuated I am with the desert.I’m sure it doesn’t help to be thinking of it from the middle of a Michigan blizzard, but nonetheless, it was bliss and my heart is still there just a bit.
The hardest part about 3 weeks in Utah, were 2 weeks in Utah without Paul.Every day of the last week Eirik cried for his daddy.When Paul would call, Eirik would just cry and cry which certainly didn’t make it easier for Paul being away from us for 2 weeks either.We sure missed him.My boys traveled well.It was only VERY stressful as traveling with a 2 and a 3 year old is bound to be, but it was not debilitating.We did just fine.We came home on the 14th. On the 15th we had an 11 week ultrasound and got to see a little tiny baby kicking and squirming and moving all around with a strong little heartbeat.It was so exciting.I almost felt like the baby was not possibly real until proven real with an ultrasound.We are now just over 13 weeks and I am waiting oh so fervently for the evening when I do not feel like going into a sleep coma to avoid the nausea.I’m sure it will be soon.The evening of the 15th we found a house that we loved and signed the paperwork to move in at the beginning of March.We also sent in the down payment for our new little puppy coming the first week of March.Then we talked to our friends about buying their van when the move in June.
On the 16th I was called into our bishop’s office and asked to serve as the Relief Society President.I was lucky to have had a premonition that this calling was on its way.About 2 months ago the Lord told me to prepare and I have been, so it wasn’t too much of a surprise.I am excited and happy to serve.I just hope I can do a good job.It’s reassuring to feel that the Lord wants me in this calling.I was only sustained 2 days ago and already there is a woman from our ward in the intensive care unit and a funeral to plan.I am moving in a week and a half with a puppy on the way and I’m still nauseous every night. I’m doing the decorations for 2 baby showers in the next few weeks, planning Eirik’s superhero birthday party, teaching part of a constitution class, coordinating a mid week relief society meeting for next week and trying to plan a play/ dinner party for March as well as teaching 2 preschool classes in the next 3 weeks.Our computer crashed and had to wiped clean.Luckily we learned from our last crash to back everything up and we don’t think we lost anything vital.We bought a new laptop which I am loving and slowly getting used to.But the Lord has confidence, so I’m trying to keep mine.It feels that life just went from relatively breezy to much more busy. I’m trying to remember to breath and I’ve started doing yoga again.(And you wondered why I haven’t posted in 2 months!)
I think we are going to really love our new home.It has a beautiful backyard with giant trees and a 6 year old coy pond with a heater and pump.It’s filled with self propagating fish.I can’t believe our luck at finding this house.It has a huge dog run on the back that opens from the garage.It has an electric fence.There is not a stitch of carpet in the house. (Great news for the owners of a massively shedding dog.) The owners of the house are leaving their dog kennel that happens to be big enough for a Berner for us.It’s almost like the Lord is saying to me, “Melody, I know you don’t really want to get a dog, but I’m going to make it really easy for you to give your husband this great blessing.Here you go.”I know Paul will be so happy having a dog.I have been reading training books and getting more ready.It’s one of those things where I think you just have to jump right In, ready or not.The house is an older house but it is all renovated.It has a gorgeous kitchen, a new beautiful sun room, great deck, basement and big bedrooms.I feel really blessed that we found this place.
I will really miss some things about this wonderful apartment that we have been in for 2 ½ years.Just for sentimentality sake, I want to list them.
The low utilities, warm carpet, quiet rooms, new everything, nice showers, carpeted stairs, good windows, open layout, small living quarters that forces us to be together all the time like it or not, nice private master bath, maintenance crew to come fix any problems and salt the walks and shovel and mow the lawn and take care of all the landscaping, spray for spiders etc, etc.We really have had it pretty great here.
As I have been packing I have really enjoyed having all of my lovely art and decorations in boxes hidden away.It’s nice to live in clean functionality for a while.I almost don’t want to unpack.I seem to do a great job of cluttering my life with unnecessary things.Every once in a while I just need a break so I’ll shift to my left brained functioning effective, efficient motality for a while, but before long my heart cries out and I just have to go back to cluttering everything all up again with loveliness everywhere. Why do I do it to myself.Why can’t I just kick back and watch TV at the end of a day like my friends do.Why do I always have to be planning and making something??My house if full of cool stuff I’ve made that is too cool to get rid of, but I don’t really need it.I’m going to try to keep it simple in the next house and see how it goes.
The news is finally in!! We have hoped and prayed and worked really really hard to get a dermatology residency (well, Paul did most of the working). It seemed so out of reach when we first started going for it. It seemed way too good to be possible. I never thought in my wildest dreams I was marrying a dermatologist, but we got the official acceptance yesterday! We have a spot here in Michigan. It's an amazing blessing and we still haven't really wrapped our brains around what it means yet. Dr. Grekin put his arm around Paul the other day and said, "You don't know what I have done for you yet, but you will." We decided 2 years ago it was Dermatology in Michigan or bust. I'm so proud of Paul. We are so glad we won't have to move. We love our friends here and are looking forward to 3 more years of Michigan.
Paul cracks me up how often he turns to me and says, "I'm going to be a dermatologist." We are both still figuring out what that means.
One of Paul's dreams just came true. And another one is just 3 months away. Since we got married, Paul has yearned for a dog. Being the dog hater I have always been, I have not consented..... until now. I knew the day would come that I would be outnumbered, that Paul's sad puppy dog face and my love for my boys would overcome my lack of interest in the canine type. Luckily Paul has picked for his one and only choice one of the prettiest dogs I've ever seen, and the easy going.est, and the best with children breeds. The Bernese Mountain Dog.
Paul found a breeder and is making the preparations. The litter is due in Jan, so about March we will become parents to a puppy. Now this dog is not small. It's HUGE! I have NO experience with ANY dogs whatsoever. I have never owned a dog. I have never taken care of a dog or wanted to. I have always hated dog hair, dog smell, dog food smell, dog grooming... anyway. You can see this will be a challenge for me. But I know my boys will all LOVE this dog. Every time we are around a dog my three boys go into a state of complete "happy". I know dogs teach children confidence, responsibility, they become a friend and companion. I might have been much improved as a child by having a dog. I know the issues I have with dogs can be overcome as i open my heart to love him. I will have to pray a lot, (and please pray for me) but I really believe that learning to love a dog will help me to be less selfish, (We all know I could use some help with that), more charitable and more loving. I think I will find that the dog will fill a part of my heart that I don't know is missing. I will need a lot of help. I once offered that Paul could get a dog before and then I backed out. It almost broke his heart to pieces. I can't back out. I'm in this. Any advice you have I will accept. I know I can do it. (right?)
The boys were getting to bed late last night because of choir practice and I was in no mood for re-tucking kids over and over again. Yet, Eirik snuck out of his bed again and found me in the hall. He saw the anger on my face and then I visibly calmed myself down, counted to five and walked him back to bed. When he was safely tucked in again he said, "Mom, I'm really proud of you. I could tell you were really upset out there, but you calmed down and controlled your temperature." Then he said, "do you think you could sing us one song. You have such a pretty voice."
Is he for real? And is he manipulating me, because I sang more than one song and I even liked it.
Do you remember how in a previous post I said that my house was in a state of repair and things were as I like them? Also, do you remember how much of a hit the beans were from Joren's dinosaur party a month ago?
Well, photographs A, B and C demonstrate the sheer awesome willpower of Tadpole 1. He has cornered out a "secret hideout" in our living room for all of his special things. In it he keeps his favorite things like knives, screwdrivers, swords.. you know, important stuff. And he hides these special things in .. yes.. you guessed it.. the BEANS! The beans have migrated to all corners of my house. I guess I'm ok with it for all the fun they are having. It just goes to show how much control you give up to be a mom. Isn't he cute being so possessive of "his" corner!
This blog is about the life and times of Paul, Melody and our three little tadpoles Eirik, Joren and Teig. I seem to talk mostly about them, but I try to throw in some other things of interest like my creative home endeavors, religious and political views and updates about the progression of our never ending medical school adventure. I post my artwork on my art blog (link below). Thanks for visiting!