Christmas Tree Shopping and Chopping

We got the girls up this morning to head out to Estacada to find our Christmas tree. We found this great place that is super cheap! I swear the prices were lower this year...we paid $15 for a noble!

We brought Amos along; he loves going in the car. Here he is with his head out the window!

Even when we are out in the country on a family excursion, the phone is actively being used!

Emilia cutting the tree down!

She didn't last long, and Mario had to finish. Then my camera batteries died, and the extra ones I found in the car were dead, too. So this is all I have this year!

After cutting the tree we went down the road a few miles to visit our friends, the Wells. They have a nice home on 2 acres, with cows, chickens, roosters, turkeys (they were just slaughtered), and the neighbors horses grazing on their land. The girls fed the 9 week old cows. They were adorable! It was nice to finally see their home. And I took home 2 dozen fresh eggs.

Tonight I'm keeping busy making banana cream pie, chocolate cream pie, and cupcakes for Emilia's birthday party. I need to go wrap her present while she's gone. She knows what she's getting (some boots we ordered online), but she thinks they haven't arrived yet (she's been asking every day "are they here yet") ME? I'm a big liar. So she may be a little surprised after all.

My sweet girl is 13 years old tomorrow! Another teenager in the house, officially anyway. I feel like she's been a teenager most of her life. If I survive mothering teenagers, I deserve a fabulous vacation!

Thanksgiving Day

Happy Turkey Day!

Turkey Bowl

Emilia's first time playing in the Turkey Bowl


Mario, looking pretty exhausted after a game of Turkey Football

Quinn, Chandler, Doug, Mario, Ed
(And NO, Mario is not injured, he swiped the walker from Doug for visual effect, and a little sympathy)

Chandler, Roy, Mario, Tyler


Me and Emilia

My Beautiful Turkey

After spending many hours over the course of two days, we devoured the meal in minutes!

We happily hosted the Missionaries for dinner this year, and I was honored to make our new Canadian missionary his first American Thanksgiving. They laughed a lot at our hearty dinner conversation. After dinner we played a game of Scattergories, before eating dessert. After returning the missionaries to their home we headed to the movies. Mario, Parker and Emilia saw Quantum of Solace, while I watched Four Christmas'. Savannah was working and Jordan went out with friends.

Later that night....

Mario and Amos checking out the leftovers.

Emilia can be so SWEET

I was at a birth all night Monday night. Well, the birth was quite fast, but the baby was having some breathing problems so we stayed for 8 hours post birth to keep an eye on him. We debated all morning whether or not to transfer to the hospital. We decided to have dad take him to the pediatrician. While he was at the Dr. office they decided to transport to the hospital, but by the afternoon they could find nothing wrong with him, so the dad took him home. It was all very strange.

I was incredibly tired when I got home about 9:30 that morning. I took Amos for a walk, took a shower and headed to bed. It was Veteran's Day. This means that the girls were home. Not only were they home, but they both had friend's over. Jordan was home, too. Parker got home early from work. Can you see where this is going.....I didn't get much sleep that day! And when I don't get much sleep, I am very cranky.

I came out of my bedroom about 2:30 in the afternoon, ready to pummel someone and found a note that Emilia had left me. It spoiled my rotten mood! I turned around and went back to my bedroom.

In case you can't read it.....

Hey mom, how was the birth? I hope it was good.
Me and Mario cleaned up the kitchen last night.
Just wanted to say what you do is really cool.
I could never get up like that and stay awake all night.
Love you so much! Emilia

Midwife Psalm

Thank you to Gloria Lemay, midwife in Canada, for this beautiful prose.

I am a midwife, I am safe in the world. I am allowed into the lives of others and am given the words that I speak. Yea, though I make mistakes, none are so great that they can not be forgiven. All I could want is supplied to me and my heart rises up with joy and gratitude. When I am afraid, I know that I am surrounded by a Presence mightier than the petty tyrants of this world. The only enemy I fear is the one within me. There is always an abundant table before me if I will but look and see it. My cup runneth over, if I say so. Surely, I am blessed to have a vocation that I love and that serves the Higher good. My heaven is here and now. In service, I find peace and tranquility and I dwell in the love of the moment, moment by moment. Ah woman.

Riddle Me This, Riddle Me That....

Can you solve this riddle my husband told me today?

______ sat, so ______ could walk, so ______ could run?

Hmmmm....

I really want to share my feelings about the election, but honestly I don't feel that I can gather my thoughts in an organized way just yet. I feel emotional, excited, hopeful, anxious, proud....I could go on and on with the adjectives. Just suffice it to say that I have many thoughts going through my head.



Instead I'm just going to share a funny and appropriate ending to a story. It's the story of the woman who showed up at my door for an interview, minutes after I woke up after only a few hours of sleep after being at a birth most of the night. My first greeting to her was in my robe with my hair up in a towel.

Imagine my shock and surprise when she actually hired me!
(I've already shared this in a previous post, and if I knew how to link it here I would, but I don't, so you'll just have to look for it if you're interested)

So it seemed appropriate that on her final postpartum visit she showed up at my home office two hours before her scheduled appointment with me in the same robe and hair towel that she was greeted with two months earlier.

We both had a good laugh over that one!

The King and I

Is it too pathetic
that Mario and I stayed home on Halloween
taking pictures of the dog in his costume?

I hope not, because we had fun and were laughing our heads off. Savannah may be the owner of this dog, but I know that he loves ME. I even have proof. He follows me every step I make in this house. He lays on my lap while I am reading/resting/watching tv/sitting. He is underfoot ANY time I am in the kitchen cooking. And the best one of all, when I went to bed the other night, he laid outside my bedroom door and whimpered for 15 minutes. I'm sure it didn't help that Mario and I laid in there laughing about it the whole time. We were too lazy to get out of bed so we called Savannah and told her to come get her silly dog.