STUCK

Every Monday night we have Family Home Evening. We make a weekly game plan, discuss family business, have dessert, sing songs, play games,and learn about something important (the gospel of Jesus Christ, safety, manners etc.).

Tonight when I opened the meeting I told the boys that I was glad they could all be there and said, "We would like to excuse dad. He is stuck at the hospital." Then I went on with the meeting.

A little while later Travis called to say goodnight to the boys. When it was Charlie's turn he put the phone up to his ear and said, "Hi dad! You are stuck. You need help." As Isaac and Theron love to tell everyone..."It was just a figure of speech!!"

Bye Bye Bumbo

We've got a sitting baby. What we don't have is proof of it because we still have a bum computer. This photo is two months old. Just imagine a chubby cheeked Burke-y, wide eyed and bobble headed, sitting up with a big drool covered grin.

An Apostle's Thoughts on Easter

Cheese Soup

A friend recently asked me for the recipe for this soup. It's super tasty but, as always, don't take my word for it. Just try it!!

I didn't think quickly enough to take a photo of the soup in a bowl that looked yummy but as you can see we hardly left a drop in the bottom of the pot. Theron also serves as a testimony of just how good this soup is. Here he is finishing off bowl #4. You don't have to wear it to enjoy it but feel free!!

I misplaced my recipe a few years ago so here's my best guess...

Cheese Soup
Saute in 1/4 butter:
4-5 medium sized tomatoes
5 green onions
1 can of diced green chili
2 tsp salt
Add:
1 quart water
2 cups diced potatoes
Cook all above ingredients until potatoes are cooked through but not mush.
Add:
1/2 cream
2 tsp lime
Place 1/4 cup cubed mozzarella cheese in the bottom of each soup bowl. Serve soup on top of cheese...ENJOY!!

Broadway Musical

This morning, while I was getting the boys some breakfast Theron said something to Isaac. Isaac: "You already told me that." Charlie: (To the tune of Head, Shoulders, Knees, and Toes) "You already told me that, told me that, told me that."

A few minutes later... Isaac and Theron were asking me if their friend Bryce could come over to play. Me: "No, I think he might be out of town." Isaac: "Where did he go?" Charlie: (To the tune of Where is Thumbkin) "Where is Bryce, Where is Bryce?..."

Are we all really living in a musical and I am just now being clued in?

Create

Update to One Fine Day

As I was typing my previous post Isaac came in to tell me that Charlie was getting into something. I didn't say anything. I just closed the door. (I know, really mature.) I came out to the kitchen a few minutes later to Isaac washing the dishes. What a gem! I can see it now...many years later...Isaac is married to a girl just as difficult as me...she's in a mood...he doesn't know what to do...he thinks back to the training he received as a child...the lights go on...he walks into the kitchen and starts doing the dishes...I think she'll thank me for this.

One Fine Day

Our computer is on the fritz. We've used up our memory and Travis is trying to fix the problem in five minute increments between his sixteen call shifts this month, thus the lack of posts over the last few weeks.

I made two double batches of muffins incorrectly today. The first time I made them, and after putting them into the oven, I realized that half of the buttermilk I measured out was still sitting on the counter. I was making them for Isaac's Easter party so I started on the second batch hoping to have a better outcome. This time I put the right amount of everything in but, once again after putting them into the oven I realized that I put white flour into my whole wheat muffins. Sadly, at this point it occurred to me that I had also made the same mistake on the first batch. I took the second batch to the school as it was. How picky could kindergartners be?

My house is a mess.

I just cooked some BBQ chicken wings for my boys. They were perfect, and then I cooked them and cooked them and cooked them. It might be fun to post a photo of them. Then again, considering the computer situation and the fact that the chicken wings matched the black pan I cooked them on, I think we can all just imagine BLACK and get the idea just the same.

Burke got shots today.

Charlie is two years old.

Today Theron was hit in the eye with the doorknob when Charlie slammed it in his face. I (accidentally) nailed him in the head with the bottom of Burke's car seat while getting out of the van at the doctor's office in the pouring rain and he just stubbed his toe on the computer room door.

Isaac is fine but when I am done with this post and I go out to the TV room the remind him that they are supposed to be putting away their toys rather than playing with them he is going to remind me (once again) that "it [life] is not fair".

My friend Britt says that when I have a bad experience I should talk to six people about it and then I will feel better. I wonder if there are six bloggers out there who can help me laugh this day off?

While I wait for a response I guess I'll go into the kitchen and scrape charcoal off the outside of the chicken wings. Mmm.