Ch-ch-changes!

After story time at the library this morning, we checked out a few books and a couple DVDs.

Kate doesn't know what is about to hit her!
We got home, and I was about to change Kate's diaper before her nap when I realized she had a dry diaper. The last diaper I had changed was like 4 hours earlier. So I jumped on the opportunity and put her on the potty and started reading her the new books!
I was laughing so hard...are these books serious?!?!
And this one hit me funny because we had been sitting in the bathroom for about 20 minutes!
And then this very medical appropriate explanation of what to call pee-pee and poo-poo!
We might not have had any success today, but I sure had a good laugh!

Memory Lane

I am at my parents house, while Kate is taking a nap. Just found these photos on their computer and thought I ought to post them before they are lost someday!

Venice, Italy '04 with my friend Marissa.

Venice





CVHS Homecoming. I think Trevor Bunker was my date!

Bear Lake

Bree and I dressed for our Junior (?) year Homecoming float.

Me at 17, really pissed my mom is taking a photo of me during an intense game.

CVHS Freshman year cheerleading photo!

Christmas Eve '99?

Age 2

The day before my sister got married!
Putting the angel on the tree. Maybe the last time my Dad carried me on his shoulders?!
My Dad's parents 50th Anniversary at Apple Farm
Dave and I at Lake Nocimiento fishing with our Papa Long.
Me and Papa Long at T-Street. My love for sun comes from this man.

Ani, the pigeon catcher at T-Street. 6th grade maybe?

4th Grade Orchestra Concert at Ambuel Elementary. I had Mrs. O'Brien that year.

Me with my Dad on my 11th? Birthday. I was wearing Winnie the Pooh PJs.

Boogie Boarding at T-street. I remember feeling chubby while my mom took this picture! Oh man. 11 or 12. Nice farmers tan!

Catching the bus for Kintergarden in Greenstone.

Christmas Morning '90? '91?

Me and my Papa Bewsey

Our rabbit. Yes, it is a rabbit, not a dog.

Little Fanny.

Nana dressing me up in my new dress up close on Christmas morning.

Age 4, T-street

Age 4, Maui, Hawaii.

Age 3, Brianhead.

Age 2, Disneyland with Mom.

Age 4, Dana Point

Age 3, Palm Springs at Sundance

Swing spider style with big brother Mike. Age 2

2nd Bday Party

18 months-2 years? Palm Springs.

Reading Stories with my Daddy

Newborn me with Mops.

Me and my Daddy at the hosptial the day I was born.

Me and my mom the day I was born.

BoBo Washing Day

So she is going to eat her lunch with her back against the washing machine until her blanket is done.

Lemon Pasta

Got this recipe from my sister-in-law a few years ago, and we have it almost once a week!

Turns out pretty light tasting, despite the cream. It is so yummy,easy and
a great summer pasta.

1 T. Olive oil
1 cup cream (heavy cream or whipping cream. not half and half)
3 lemons (juiced and zested)
4 garlic cloves
Salt and Pepper
Basil (however much you want)
Cherry tomatoes, cut in half
Parmesan cheese

Saute garlic in olive oil on medium heat.
Add cream, lemon juice and zest.
Add salt and pepper, to taste.
Let simmer until thickened. (It doesn't get too thick)

Cook pasta (I usually use a little more than half a box of spiral pasta),
add sauce and toss with basil, tomatoes and Parmesan cheese!

(If too tart, add cream, and I add a little sugar too! I kinda play around with the cream, sugar, and salt until it taste just right.)

You're welcome.

A busy morning for Kate

My little chef!

So excited for her favorite Lemon Pasta.

I head into the kitchen every evening around 4:45. When Kate hears me pull out the pots and pans, she literally runs to get her stool, and then pushed me out of the way to put the stool RIGHT where I am standing.

She is a good little helper. Mostly she just a taste tester, and but she sneaks cheese and lemons a lot too. Her favorite is when we make pizza. She "paints" the olive oil onto the dough, spreads the sauce, sprinkles the cheese, and then starts eating all the cheese and sauce off until I can get in away form her and into the oven.

When Matt calls to tell us he is on his way home, Kate answered the phone. This is what she says, "Hi Daddy! Come on home now! You coming? Making pasta with Mommy. Bye!" I giggle every time.

Then, while things simmer and bake, Kate usually catches a cartoon. But when she hears the timer "ding", she is back in a flash.

Apron on, watching the pizza bake.