12.31.2008

Christmas letter Post Script


We forgot three things:


1. Mark passed his candidacy exam a few months ago. !!!!!!!!!!!! This means he's actually allowed to pursue his PhD project, as opposed to be being a measly, course-taking, pre-candidacy student. He worked really hard (and I knew he'd pass), but it sucked the life out of him for a while.
2. We celebrated our 7th anniversary on December 22nd--I'm too much of a novice blogger still to have remembered to dedicate a post to this, but:
it's been a fabulous happy seven years, full of wrenching experiences, laughter at made-up songs, and now three very munchkin-y kids--I'm so glad I get to be on the same team with Mark for everything--here's to seventy more!
3. I love empanadas con queso now.
That's not really the third item, but, seeing as how I can't remember it right now, I thought you should know about the empanadas thing. I've been meaning to confess for a while. Stay tuned for the other item . . .

12.24.2008

God rest ye merry gentlemen and elves . . .

Taking a break from this:
to bring you the following recap of our Christmas eve--Merry Christmas!
early in the eve:
if you're going for it all in one night, i recommend the premade tub of sugarcookie dough.
the "opening one present on the Eve" Taye tradition
thanks Catherine!--this was a rousing performance of Jingle Bells.
i'd like you to notice that all three kids' cheeks are pictured.
Our Nativity
(I couldn't lay on my stomach that pregnant, but she looks pretty comfy.)

Mary and the happy donkey


and she wrapped the babe in swaddling clothes and layed him in a manger

yes, some confusion with "Alli, you be Mary--and Mary, you be Jesus."

Good tidings of great joy which shall be to ALL PEOPLE, and
on earth, Peace, goodwill towards men



i have a small halo. and two cute, blue-clad shepherds.

yes, seals are herd animals.


Our good friends the Pypers stopped by, bringing food, family love, presents and song. :)
Merry Christmas to all, and to all a good night!

12.10.2008

when H* freezes over . . .

. . . we stick our hands out the car windows and catch quarter-sized flakes! thanks Canada!







we love H*town and we love having it briefly look like our hometown :)


Sorry no pictures--i can't get it to work, soooooo, check some out at chron.com or, ooo oo, the Houston Rowes' got some!

you say 'twas yer birthday? well . . .





















HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU!











allianna's pink third birthday party has


come and gone and i don't have much to say other than: phew.






hokey pokey.











skip to my lou.




the best game (not pictured) was Pass the Parcel. google it. play it.





the aforementioned cake.







sweet friend Brielle.

they were delighted to pose together and hug. two shy pink gals have found each other--happiness!












see you again after Christmas.
okay, i'll be back before Christmas. i've still got the actual b-day with a VISIT FROM PAPA (!!!!!!!!!!!), various festive and enjoyable jungle shots. til then . . .

12.05.2008

Princess Frostine.

NB: the time on the clock, the color of the frosting, and hey, while you're at it, my long-longed after utensil holder.

birthday party tomorrow.

i only like frosting, cake makes me curse.

i used to work my way through the task of the cake part and relish the "F" of frosting at the end.

got to go, squalling babe awakes and i'm the only responsible adult who doesn't have to get up at 5 for seminary . . . .

11.24.2008

The more we get together, the happier she'll be.

To start off our family home evening, we always have a cheer. It goes like this, at the top of your lungs and repeated a few times:

"Welcome to FAM-LEE HOME Eee-VE-NING!!!!!"

Here was Mary Tessa's reaction to it tonight:

And while we're on the topic, I really like having a Mary while this new version of the classic rhyme is floating around:

Just watch the song intro (the video's really long).




It's always in my head--it just has to be sung to a girl like Mary!

11.21.2008

running an apothecary around here . . .

hi. long time no talk.

we are running a ridiculous list of medicines and ailments around here. here goes:



first of all, i have to take a pill every morning and every night. one's a friendly thyroid one and one's a friendly "keep the child load at three" one. i do better at remembering this than you might imagine . . . anyway, i can't forget these.

next, let's see, how 'bout Allianna gets the old double ear infection. sweet, the 10 day antibiotic is always a good mental challenge. got to remember it down to the last drop. that was two weeks ago.

enter three balmy days of no medication (imagine sweet breezes here)






wham bang. to get this week started, Simon's down with the double ear infection. we--all three munchkins--get to attend the doctor's office of a monday morning (though, mind you, my kids always develop their ear infections on a saturday night . . . they had to move from the classic "friday night--dr.'s office closed for the weekend" time because our dr. now has saturday hours). sweet dr. hayes decides that for some suspicous weezing in Simon we should begin to use this apparatus:

















































three times a day, four puffs, six seconds each, for the next one or two weeks . . . help me me mind is starting to frizzle.




but i'm balancing it, i'm dispensing meds with style for days. simon's two meds and my two meds (accented by painkiller all around!)


by thursday i decide to take tess in to see if she can possibly join the fun. ge-uuuuust barely, she has some fluid in a' ear. soooo, how bout twice a day and keep it refrigerated too! even though there seem to be hundreds of teeming masses in the waiting room, the check-in office lady recognizes tess and the check-out insurance lady remembers us too. infamy, that's our goal. ;) but in my strange way, i'm flattered.










so let's just ease on in to friday. the calm, "keep everybody medicated with the rapid fire of a pizza delivery man" day to close the week. before we get there, Simon's teacher (who has been teaching for 20 years) asks me yesterday "ear infections aren't contagious, right? i thought so, but after hearing your saga . . . i was second-guessing myself." So ward members, we're not contagious and we'll see you tonight at the fireside. [scary darth vader-ish music playing]



guess what allianna woke up with:












































Yes. Some kind of foreign PURPLE eyelid. it was twice this big when she got up. i'm SURE hoping they've got something to medicate it with. but applying warm compresses 5x/daily would be convenient too . . . really . . . AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHH!!!



so in case you're wondering, that's a grand total of 10 doses among us each day--not including Mark's Excedrin, which is nearing vitamin status among the Nolte line.

i'm gonna go look and see if there's any Halloween candy left. have i had breakfast?

oh, and we have an appointment for 2:30 this afternoon. patients of the month, i tell you. i'm going to bring the whole crew, just in case they decide to take our picture. cuz that's the way i roll.




*excuse the webcam photos--you don't expect me to know where the camera is do you :)

also, we're really pretty fine, no condolences necessary, just wish me mental prescience so i don't saute dinner in a tsp of antibiotic.

11.17.2008

Simon says . . .

While excitedly setting the table for our company tonight:

Simon: "Mom, can I have a knife??"
Mom: "I don't think you're going to need one, bud."
Simon: "I do need one, Mom. . . I'm having soup."

Reminds me of a poem my Grandma Boone recites:

I eat my peas with honey--
I've done it all my life.
It makes the peas taste funny,
but it keeps them on the knife.
In an unrelated note, Tess is now crying because I just kicked my heel away from her two new BITING teefs.

11.11.2008

SO sad to see our little friend go.

Mac the elephant died at the Houston zoo yesterday. He was born just before we moved here and it seems like he was one of our first friends. We've loved watching him grow--he has so much personality and mischeiviousness. On average, we probably saw him once a week and we will dearly miss him! I'm so disappointed that when we were there last Saturday Allianna wanted to go see the elephants, but we didn't; he died very suddenly Sunday night.

When Mac was learning to walk it was so funny because it truly looked like a man in an elephant suit pretending to be a baby elephant--it was so awkward.

For more, go here.

I want to lay flowers by his enclosure--is that allowed?



11.09.2008

Jungle boogie


Jungle: the little birding preserve we discovered a few weeks ago.




Boogie: the reaction to all the mosquitoes (that ran us out of there eventually).

and, in our own yard, a friendly little botanical volunteer that cropped up after the hurricane:


this little tropical friend likes the number 7. Seven of everything you can count. Neat.

11.05.2008

She shrieks for trash!

If you are her grandparent, you can notice that she's crawling up on knees now. The army arms can take a rest now. :)

oh and sorry that i didn't have any lights on--pump up your monitor's brightness.

Obama's position on abortion

[Excerpt from the third debate transcript published by the New York Times]
This also an excellent example of his ability to bring disparate opposing groups together to find common ground. I am a future midwife and I love babies; I think his position is fair and ought to be accurately known.

OBAMA: Yes, let me respond to this. If it sounds incredible that I would vote to withhold lifesaving treatment from an infant, that's because it's not true. The -- here are the facts.
There was a bill that was put forward before the Illinois Senate that said you have to provide lifesaving treatment and that would have helped to undermine Roe v. Wade. The fact is that there was already a law on the books in Illinois that required providing lifesaving treatment, which is why not only myself but pro-choice Republicans and Democrats voted against it.
And the Illinois Medical Society, the organization of doctors in Illinois, voted against it. Their Hippocratic Oath would have required them to provide care, and there was already a law in the books.
With respect to partial-birth abortion, I am completely supportive of a ban on late-term abortions, partial-birth or otherwise, as long as there's an exception for the mother's health and life, and this did not contain that exception.
And I attempted, as many have in the past, of including that so that it is constitutional. And that was rejected, and that's why I voted present, because I'm willing to support a ban on late-term abortions as long as we have that exception.
The last point I want to make on the issue of abortion. This is an issue that -- look, it divides us. And in some ways, it may be difficult to -- to reconcile the two views.
But there surely is some common ground when both those who believe in choice and those who are opposed to abortion can come together and say, "We should try to prevent unintended pregnancies by providing appropriate education to our youth, communicating that sexuality is sacred and that they should not be engaged in cavalier activity, and providing options for adoption, and helping single mothers if they want to choose to keep the baby."
Those are all things that we put in the Democratic platform for the first time this year, and I think that's where we can find some common ground, because nobody's pro-abortion. I think it's always a tragic situation.
OBAMA: We should try to reduce these circumstances.

11.02.2008

The ministry of angels.

Every so often I read something that becomes posted on my fridge because I need to read it over and over. Here's today's edition, excerpted from Elder Jeffrey Holland's last general conference talk:

"Search diligently, pray always, and be believing, and all things shall work together for your good.

From the beginning down through the dispensations, God has used angels as His emissaries in conveying love and concern for His children. Usually such beings are not seen. Sometimes they are. But seen or unseen they are always near. Sometimes their assignments are very grand and have significance for the whole world. Sometimes the messages are more private. Occasionally the angelic purpose is to warn. But most often it is to comfort, to provide some form of merciful attention, guidance in difficult times.

May we all believe more readily in, and have more gratitude for, the Lord’s promise as contained in one of President Monson’s favorite scriptures:
“I will go before your face. I will be on your right hand and on your left, . . . my Spirit shall be in your [heart], and mine angels round about you, to bear you up.”

In the process of praying for those angels to attend us, may we all try to be a little more angelic ourselves.



Ask me sometime and I will share with you when I have known angels are near, bearing me, Mark and our children up.

11.01.2008

Princess Allianna Cinderella and her Halloweeny entourage



Things you may not be able to tell from the picture: 1. Allianna feels fabulous in her hair adornment and is laughing that it's around her face, 2. I was quite a decorated Girl Scout; I have another sash full of badges at home that um . . . didn't fit. ("Badges! Bad-ges! We don't need no stinkin' Bad-ges!" 3. Simon has chomping action in his lower jaw.



Allianna twirling in her Princess Allianna Cinderella gear (which became somewhat bridal after we couldn't find her tiara-jobby). We found the dress and basket for a cool $2.14 at salvation army. But then the shoes required 12.99 at Target--frightful! Oh well, she needs them, because every day's a dancing day.

Getting shut out at our first door. Never fear novice trick-or-treaters, we will press on!
The rooftop spider we like to drive by everyday after Simon's school, finally lit up!

Traveling home with some protection.

Wish I would have spotted those vagabonds who took off with my porch bowl (seriously . . . who does that?).

It was a Happy Halloween. One of the neatest moments was this morning when Simon brought some various Kitkats, rolos, and hershey bars and asked "Mom, what are these? Are these chocolate?" All my memories of trick-or-treating include having each type of candy and its relative worth intricately memorized. It's amazing that my kids have never seen, tasted, or thought of many of the goodies they got last night--so young and sweet! Here's to many more years of youthful sweetness!

10.31.2008

All angles of the angler fish.





i dig this costume-making thing. the mismatched clothes underneath are not part of the costume--it was clashing clothes day at school.

we'll take another later when the glowey-bob is doing its nighttime glowey bob. ;) and . . .
HAPPY HALLOWEEN!!!
coming up next, the purple Cinderella princess that came with us to 'rack the vote!

Just when you're ready to give up on the civilized world . . .




. . . some nature shows up in your front yard. Almost enough to forget about faxes and applications and grants!

Unfortunately this yellow one didn't survive the afternoon--we suspect a bird, due to suspicious poop below the bush . . .

10.30.2008

Who needs Sears? . . .



. . . when you've got Mark to photograph, natural light, and willing saw palmettos.






Red is just so zowey! Merry early Christmas in all our red glory!




Please excuse the "something blue".

10.25.2008

Dumpster diving and Why the Dinosaurs Went Extinct.

Doesn't this look like a nice way to go . . .

In my travels as a picking-up-from-school, errand-running mama, I've come across two treasures. Above, the parking garage from the Fisher Price airport of the 70s--you know you have such pleasant memories of the item that it would have caught your eye on a busy street like it did mine. Sweet Houstonians had set it out with their trash and I wavered in their driveway for a few minutes and almost left without it. But the elevator mechanism with pulleys and stop signs and a functional rusty bell--lovely! We may paint some fun details back on, but for now we've wiped it down and enjoyed 3 free days of fun and a very pleasant first afternoon of of ownership: priceless.
And you also know that you have priced an item like the one below but haven't made the *gulp* plunge to purchase one. I found one on the street by Simon's school and swallowed my pride and not-so-discreetly muscled it into the front seat, the back seat being full of children.

Excuse the webcam photo. The husband pictured in the background was predictably pleased to hear that the LARGE unidentifiable object lurking in the front-seat of the car cost: free.ninety-FREE!

10.20.2008

three kids and an angler fish

helper #1
(when girls learn to sit, they should wear lots of skirts because it just looks so cute fanned out around them)
helper #2 (yes, those are scissors) and helper #3 ( the benevolent dictator)


it's complete now, but you have to wait to see it

10.17.2008

our biology kicks in and we're kicken'!

At my sister Catherine's beautiful wedding we had a chance for some dancin'!
My brother Adam and me. Our Aunt Terry is just behind us. Adam and I hadn't danced together since he was 14 and I was 8 and he was showing me how to breakdance on our kitchen floor.
But, twenty years later . . . we got another chance and it was awesome! Ten minutes straight of improv-ed, perfectly-matched zaniness. Mostly fresh moves, but quoting from all styles of course (bollywood, russian, and breakin')
Now scroll your mouse real fast so you can see the booty bop in sequence.


Okay, so maybe the pictures don't quite capture it . . .

There's the beautiful bride!!!!! Thanks Catherine and Ken.