Monday, July 30, 2012

growing pains

my hair is currently in the stages between cute and pretty. what that means in plain english is that I am in the process of growing it out.


we've all been there--we want to cut it because we don't think we can take one more day of the ugly, and yet we don't want to start all over. hey, we cry, these are real problems!


the savage family is in the space between being under contract and closing on our home. we're close to being done with our house, and yet we are still having to sink more money into it as we fix the buyer's to-do list. we wish we could just tell them to fix everything themselves by golly! but then...we don't want to start all over of course. we are so close, but we are between here and there.


my girl is sounding out the letters. she is starting to string them together and making words. she gets frustrated that she can't read as fast as she wants. her mind is quick and her reading frustrates, elates, and slows her down. she is in between nothing and everything and it irritates and thrills her.


i feel my growing pains working on my soul, and I choose to believe that they will reveal something ultimately sublime. i choose to believe in the idea that someday these moments of the in-betweens are growing me into something healthy, robust, and strong. all of that, and a hairstyle to match.


i choose to believe in the big picture. even if it hurts sometimes. but, hey now folks, we are always in the middle of something, and i am learning that that is the recipe of life. if the bread isn't rising, it's probably right in the middle of the heat baking. only a small part of the whole process is eating that hot bread with butter.









i still choose to believe. there's still so much good in the in-betweens. (deep breath)


Sunday, July 22, 2012

favorites

babies who go to sleep without crying. (tonight, oh blessed boy, he went to sleep without a peep).






































drinks with ice.

speaking of cool, air conditioning that works!





































general conference talks. and other inspirational talks too.

little girl belly laughs.





































smooth, soft, squishy cheeks for kissing.

reading chapter books outloud. both with maddy for bedtime, and with John for relaxation time.





































homemade chocolate peanut butter bars.

moms and sisters that run up their cell phone bills on you.


washing my face after a day full of church make-up.

black stretch capris.

good music.

alone time.

hope you had a mostly happy sunday too.

Thursday, July 12, 2012

all the news that's fit to print

These series of photos make me smile. It seems so rare when the two of them figure out a game to play together that doesn't include Maddy stealing something from Grant and then Grant chasing her and screaming.




Who knew cabinets were so much fun?

I recently decided that I need to have a signature dish. You know how we all know someone that makes something amazing---like there's always a lady at church that makes the best cinnamon rolls or whatever. Well I decided that I want to be known as The Pie Lady. That's my new goal in life. I set the bar high people. This pie was the first of many (well...probably not, I have a short attention span), but I was trying to recreate a pie I had a year ago when my brother Bryan came and visited. We had a delicious lemon crumb pie from the grocery store. They have never sold it since, and so I decided to look up a recipe. It turned out pretty good, but the grocery store pie was better. And...we all know that the amish are the true masters of making pies. So...I should probably quit while I'm not ahead.
He wanted to get into the bath with Maddy, but I was only willing to dry off one child. So sorry buddy.



Note to self, instant cream of wheat tastes nothing like normal cream of wheat. It does, however, congeal exactly like normal cream of wheat and stick to your dishes with astonishing ferocity.
the good thing about having a house for sell is that you can justify buying fresh flowers on a regular basis. this is the only good thing about selling a house. in case you were wondering.



I have a thing for cute pajamas for my kids. I don't know why this is, because when I was a kid we seemed to mostly want to wear my parents t-shirts, or our old clothes. But I love getting my kids cute p.j.s
I don't like spending a lot of money on pajamas though.So I buy everything at our local version of kid to kid. I love that place. I can handle a few bucks for a pair of jammies. And they are way nicer things that I would buy my kids usually. So it's a win-win.
So. This photo brings up a whole slew of things. John's bday was a few days ago and it was an interesting day. We showed up at his work with a balloon (yes a solitary balloon, the grocery store is out of helium, and apparently pretty soon everyone will be out of helium, which is crazy to me, shouldn't we be saving it for something more important than...balloons??) and a snack and his favorite diet coke.
His lobby had these awesome koi fish and they were going sort of crazy when we came near, and actually swarmed towards us with their mouths out of the water gaping open. It sort of freaked me out actually ha!

And here is Grant, wanting to jump in with the fishes.

Well anyway, on the way home I blew out a tire just as I was getting off the freeway, and it was a scary experience. I barely made it to the end of the narrow exit and then saw a police officer and rolled down my window and motioned to him, pleading for help. He looked at me and simply shrugged his shoulders and drove away. It made me SO mad.  I seriously couldn't believe it. Anyway, many other things happened that day, and they are too long and tiring to write about, but suffice it to say John came and saved us and by the end of the day we were all glad it was over. Poor John, what a stinky birthday.
Speaking of stinky....I know, it's a picture of a baby's bum. But it cracked me up that he was sleeping with it up in the air like that.

He must have fallen asleep while praying. Happens to me allllll the time.



Making shrinky dinks. I didn't just make that word up. Those are real things. Crazy I know.

best photo of 2012. love this one so darn much
it still makes me laugh to see this kid covered in his food like this.



oh yeah, and we did sparklers and fireworks for the fourth. we're so original.
this little guy did NOT like fireworks. He was freaking out so much that we had to take him inside and put him to bed, which worked out great, because the mosquito came out en mass after that anyway. It's sort of funny, because when Maddy was a baby, we expected her to be scared by fireworks, and she loved them. And the opposite happened with Grant. You just never know with kids. That's the moral of that there story.

I also love this photo. Look at that fuzzy baby hair. It actually curls quite a bit at the bottom and makes him look look cute from the back, and like he has a mullet from the front. I love how the cat is peeking out too. what are they watching you ask?
Granty's favorite person working with power tools, freshening up our deck. He did a great job.

And honestly, I fully intended to write another blog post about the real state of events, but I am just too tired. I'm sorry friends, it has been hectic and exhausting around here, and this is as good as I could do. I know you understand.

Tuesday, July 3, 2012

presenting: the life and times of us via bad cell phone pics




I bet the post title just MADE you want to click over and see these amazing pictures. these staged to perfection, lighted just right, making you think my life is awesome pictures! or something....
so round one of The Perfect Life (that's what I'm titling this series of photos) are my pink-faced children. Our A/C, as many of you know, has been the bane of our existence since we moved into this house. We are on what is supposed to be the great final fix of all fixes. It happened yesterday, one of the hottest days of recent history. We would have left, but the a/c guy assured me that the a/c would not be turned off long. He lied. By the time I realized how hot it was going to be, I had managed to get my baby to take a late nap on my bed (because access to the attic is in the Bubs room, of course!). Oh man. Yesterday was not our finest hour (see Maddy's face above for the general outlook of the troops)
poor pink-faced baby. on his sister's pink blanket
in good news, we framed out our mirrors. in the olden days, I would have staged this photo, taken pictures with my awesome DSLR, photoshopped it for that perfect glint of lighting. nowadays I take a cell phone pic at night and call it a done deal. my how the mighty have fallen (off their high horses)
One realtor commented that I had too much brown/neutral going on in the front room. So I decided to add some red and blue because I found the amazing blue rug
yes, this one, for twenty dollars. I heard the angels sing. It was from Lowe's, for any fellow cheapskates out there.
oh and we went to Charlotte and visited the children's museum (well John and the kids did, I visited with a real estate agent and looked at neighborhoods and then got really carsick for the first time since I was six and had to have her drive me back. embarassing.) then we got lunch and Maddy's lunch came in a boat plate and that impressed me enough to click a picture.
his cute little face also impressed me

another day we were so bored that I resorted to feeding my kids grapes by serving them on a tiny my little pony tea cart. actually, this made me a hero in the eyes of my activity deprived children. they thought it was hilarious.


what you see in this picture is Maddy learning to jump rope. all on her lonesome. well....I coached a bit, from my comfortable perch on my bed. I'm a real hands on sort of mom you see.

and we got some swim certificate, which was thrilling as you might imagine
well thrilling for some of us

some of us have become super stubborn and want to feed ourselves. this necessitates many more baths than previously. but...it is sort of cute.
packed up a bunch of furniture and rearranged the front room AGAIN because people just didn't get what that room was used for. so we made it into
a really blurry library.
not sure what's going on here. I think they are having a wand duel. not sure who is winning.
Maddy gave her first talk in church. i sneaked my camera in and took this photo james bond style. which was awesome and daring of me.
And then this one time, John was all glamorous and cleaned off our fan blades with a pillow case because martha stewart told us too. it worked pretty well I might add.
and my sister saw my post where I said I really wished I had this bucket and she made my wildest dreams come true. sisters are awesome like that. although she probably should have kept it herself because she is actually having people over for the fourth of july, and I am buying Buy One Get One Free hotdogs and calling it a wrap.
I loved his toes peeking out of his jammies. I'm a ghetto mom like that.
I like to take pictures of random cars that amuse me sometimes. A truck full o' watermelons. There's something I haven't seen since my days in Central America.
and then one day Mads and I went to a waterpark, just the two of us, and it was actually one of the best days I have had in a really long time. seriously, it was. who would have thunk?

i dunno?
you thought I was kidding about taking pictures of other cars right? you thought I just did it once? no no, this car has a piece of wood screwed onto the back of a very cloudy rear windshield. classy with a capital K.
speaking of classy, do you like our light fixture?
I found it like this one day. I was really glad no one was underneath when it happened (or the two other times afterwards that it happened again!). Really glad no one was doing a walk through with their realtor. Of course, maybe it would have been like the cartoons when you get bonked in the head with something and a light bulb goes on...and you realize you want to buy this amazing house Eureka!

you want cucumber now, don't you?

I am willing to give hair tips at any time. Just call 1-800-whydoipostphotoslikethisofmyself
this lego sculpture seems to somehow express how I have been feeling about possibly moving and selling our house. maddy is ahead of her time.

but seriously, doesn't he have the best lips? I don't know, I just think he is adorable.

latest addiction. can't.get.enough.

the staging of our pitiful deck. sit and stay awhile! (LIKE FOREVER)
and then we went through the carwash, hoping it would be a fun and relaxing experience for the children
G-money just didn't get the memo. He felt his inalienable rights as a human were being violated by this car wash thing.

But then he was happy. in the best racoon pajamas ever invented.

the end. (this random post seemed like a good idea at the beginning, but I'm starting to think you guys might be too jealous of my super cute and perfect life. I'm sorry you don't have awesome perfect days like us all of the time. It must really be hard to be you, and not us.)  wink