Five Weeks From Today.

Five weeks from today, I will wake up and fix Scotty whatever he wants for breakfast.

Five weeks from today, he will follow me around the house because he's used to being constantly by someone's side and if feels weird to be alone.

Five weeks from today he will say things like, "Whatever you fix will be fine." "I don't remember having soooo many clothes." "We are so blessed to have so much." "That shower felt so good." "I love my bed." "Why does my dog keep growling at me?" "Video games are such a waste of time."

Five weeks from today I will be busy getting ready for a BBQ and family & friends shin-dig. He will be nervous about not remembering how to say things in English.

Five weeks from today *SHE* will come into town. *SHE* has butterflies about the thought. I can't tell you what he's thinking about the whole thing. He doesn't know *SHE* has school Friday morning and won't be in town on Thursday for the actual deplaning--um we'll rely on the whole loving-heart-full-of-forgiveness-for-all-mankind to carry us through that little situation.

Five weeks from today he will profusely compliment me on everthing that happens all day.

Five weeks from today he'll tell Drew all about Brasil and a mission, because 5 year old Drew has been saying the line, "Scotty is on a mission in Brasil" for 2 years and has no idea what that really means. Charlie has no idea who Scotty is. Hallie, ditto. Parker and Carson have never met Scotty.

And then five weeks from tomorrow, it all slowly starts getting back to normal.

Whoopie!!!

For some time now I've been wanting to write a post about the hits and misses at Williams-Sonoma. I've also wanted to write about the greatness that was Sister Clark's kitchen. My first experience in her kitchen was 9th or 10th grade. My young women's class was meeting there during Christmas break to make cookie plates for a rest home or something like that. As was usually the case, I was kind of confused. How in the world do you make a 'variety of cookies and candies' to put all over plates, how are 8 girls all going to fit in the kitchen to do this? You know, I just go with the flow and try to figure out what everyone was talking about. Being a convert and raised in a smaller kitchen, I was at a disadvantage.

Sister Clark's kitchen was magical. It was H.U.G.E. She had tons of pans. Back at my house, two thin cookie sheets. Here, they just kept coming out of the cupboard. A never ending baking supply! This was not all, it was loud, and confusing, and her other kids walking through, her older son teasing the girls that were there, it was just chaos. I had never experienced anything like this in a kitchen before. Through the whole baking process, I just remember Sister Clark laughing and enjoying it all.

This simple little activity probably is not remembered by any of the other girls that were there. It was really an insignificant Christmas break day. But to me, it was life changing. I wanted to be like that. I wanted my cupboards full of whatever I needed to get the job done. Most of all, I wanted the noise, I wanted my house to feel like it was alive with life. And I wanted to laugh and enjoy all the chaos with my kids. So thank you, Sister Clark, all those years ago for opening up your kitchen to a mia maid class and being such a great example to me. I can't tell you how many times as I reach for a cookie sheet or start up my mixer I think of that day.

A couple of weeks ago I stopped in to Williams-Sonoma. I needed a new cork-stopper-pouring-thingy for my oil cruet. They didn't sell the one I wanted any more :(. I broused around. I was just in the mood to buy something. You know how every now and then you just want to shop? There hasn't been any extraneous shopping for a long while. I had a little extra money and just looked around.

I bought this Whoopie Pie pan. I thought it was ridiculously priced, but I was in a mood for chocolate and the picture looked so good. I saw it and knew it would be something fun to make for Drew. He walks through the door every Sunday asking if I made dessert. I thought he'd love these.

I used the internet to get a recipe to make them from scratch. None of the recipes said anything about a whoopie pie pan. They said to drop a spoonful on a cookie sheet and flatten out into a circle. So I used both methods.

I needed my trusty 'ole Betty Crocker cookbook to tell me how to make buttermilk (substitution section on the back cover).

I cursed the single oven in the rental house and made a mental note to make sure and put a double oven in the new house remodel.

The last two cookie sheets waiting to go into the oven. I have to say for two weeks I've been telling myself how stupid it was to get the pan, and once i saw online how you were supposed to shape the cookies, I was really mad I had bought the pan.

But this is what they looked like coming out of the oven. The regular cookie sheet cookies thinned and spread out and didn't retain the original shape. Score a point for the pan.

The recipes all included the filling, so next time I'll try to do that from scratch, but the night before I had picked up this 'creme filling' to whip up instead. It's not natural, but definately the twinkie/ding dong filling taste.

Finished product from the Williams-Sonoma Whoopie Pie pan.

Whoopie Pie pan on the left, regular cookie sheet versions on the left. If you're going for looks, the ridiculously priced pan was winning so far.

Wouldn't you know it, I'm all excited to show Drew this dessert, and if his parents didn't show up this week! That's totally ok, they've come the last 100 weeks or so straight, so one missed week is understandable. (way to accomodate the home teachers....)

Bekah and David enjoyed the dinner. Bekah loved the dessert. Her review: definately better with the Williams-Sonoma Whoopie Pie pan. The cookie portion was thicker and moister and just over all tasted better.

Which leaves me needing two more pans to accomodate the recipe/size of the family. Hopefully I can find them on the internet sold by somebody else for a fraction of the cost. And did you notice how many cookie sheets I had out there? That didn't include the other two on another counter that had breadsticks rising on them. Thank you, Sister Clark. I learned so much about how to run a kitchen and a family all those years ago from you.

To recap: The Whoopie Pie Pan was a hit, but the price is really too much. I'll have to do another post on WS with some of the other hits & misses, while you wait, here's a miss.

Just pick up 3 pies at Marie Calendars when they're on sale for $5.99. Eat and enjoy the pies, wash out the tins, and there you have breading pans for years to come.

Carson's Big Day

Carson was blessed today. The meeting was wonderful. Carson is lucky to have such a large family that cares for him. I'll let Jenn put up pictures of the whole group, and the beautiful luncheon she prepared for us. Here's some random shots of Carson's Marx Crew:

Matt, Ashley, Drew, Charlie & Parker

Bekah & David

Matt, Parker & Ron

Charlie

while the adults ate, the babies slept.

Easter Egg Hunt 2010

Parker looking so fly.

Charlie finding eggs.

Ron and Carson were looking for the Golden Egg

Drew on the run

"I Found IT"

Hallie was in town for a visit.

She liked the farm animals.

She didn't feel too great, but managed her best smile (the fruit snacks helped.)

Brad, Kara & Hallie meeting Parker.

Couldn't resist this shot of brotherly love.

Hallie (2 1/2) and Charlie (3)

Random Pictures From Things That Have Been Going On.


The two babies were here together. Carson on the left, Parker on the right

I am still in the midst of my two-year dog sitting assignment. Approx. 53 days to go. And yes, Scotty, I taught him how to catch a frisbee.

I hung out with these kiddos while Matt and Ashley went to dinner to celebrate their 7 year anniversary. Before the hour was up, I called Parker: Drew-Charl-uh, Parker... same problem, different generation.

Ron got a hair cut. This is my favorite view after a new haircut. I love a clean shaven neck.

Drew and Charlie spent the night during spring break.

Charlie's 3rd Birthday Celebration

Sunday March 28

(the day after the actual 3rd birthday, but this girl's up for a party any time...)

Rebekah wanted to make sure I officially noted in the blog that she and David attended the feast and festivities.

I love Easter. I love the family gathering for a special dinner and Easter egg hunt. I love the symbolism of spring and new beginnings. I love the gospel of Jesus Christ. These prophet God just say it so much nicer than I do.

It's been a little busy around here!

Thursday, March 18th

Matt called at 6 a.m. and asked if I could come get Drew ready for school because Ashley was going into labor. Yahoo!! finally a baby is going to come. {no labor pictures of Ashley}

Drew was off to school. I came back home to do some work for the company. Back to Matt's house to meet Drew's bus at noon. Just as I'm explaining to Drew and Charlie how they're coming to Grandma's and I'll get them McDonalds for lunch and the Princess Frog movie and Drew can play video games all he wants at grandmas....Jenn calls. Her doctor is putting her in the hospital, but Jordan's at work, could I take her?

I kind of paniced for a few moments then I remembered Ron's Mom. So off to get the original Grandma Marx to see if she could help me with Drew and Charlie for a little bit. We drove through Mc Donalds and picked up grandma great, and headed to jenn's house. Video games would be at Jenn's house instead of Grandmas. Jenn gets settled into the hospital.

Finally I leave the hospital, pick up Drew and Charlie and get Grandma Marx back home so she can attend to a humanitarian night.

Drew and Charlie enjoying popcorn and the Princess and the Frog movie. Pizza has been ordered.

At 8 p.m. I start waterproofing Scott's bed with plastic since I have the kids and no night-time supplies. They can wear some old t-shirts for bed time.

Just as the bed is ready we get word that their new brother is born and they can come meet him.

Drew and Charlie meet Parker at 10 p.m. They think he's pretty cute.

Charlie unwrapped the blanket to check out his toes.

After meeting Parker, Drew and Charlie realize just what a busy day they had had with all the things their mom doesn't usually allow: video games, pizza, capri suns, fruit roll ups, ice cream cones, they were exausted and fell asleep in their own beds a few moments after this picture.

I arrive back at the hospital just after midnight. It's now March 19th.

Jenn's been put on oxygen.

At last, there's a new grandson....again.

Cute new family

Parker Hilton Marx

3/18/10 8:55 p.m.

9 lb. 14 oz. 22 inches

Carson Peter Shields

3/19/10 7:53 a.m.

8 lbs. 9 oz. 20 inches

WE ADORE THESE TWO!!!

Cheers!

Here's to speedy deliveries, healthy babies, and happy mommas.

AND NOW YOU WON'T STOP CALLING ME I'M KINDA BUSY...

Oh, that I had Lady GaGa's problems.

My phone is silent. When it rings, I run to check the I.D.

Ron Is Hott still calls, but thats not the caller I.D. I'm looking for.

There are two, yes T.W.O. new babies due any time now in this family. Ring phone, ring. I want to meet these little guys so bad.

While we all impatiently wait, I have added a new inspiration video to my sidebar. Definately worth the watch.

And here you have, in one post, the dichotomy of my video interests.

Double Digits

Elder Scotty sent some pictures of how he spent his p-day this week.

He asked me a couple of weeks ago if it was o.k. to go to the dentist because his mouth hurt pretty bad. My only concern was that the instruments and utensils used by the doctor were sterylized and I asked him to check with the mission office because they usually had lists of doctors that were o.k. to use locally.

My concerns were a little unfounded, the dentist office looks as modern as here in the states. Cleaning and filled cavity for $30 USD. He didn't know if that was a good price or not!

This is a statue to the great soccer player, Pele. He's in a city that has the english translation of three hearts, Pele's hometown.

We're in double digits now on the countdown - less than 100 days left.

In other family news, Ashley and Jennifer are in their last week/two weeks. We are all so excited to meet these two little boys.

G.E.O.G.R.A.P.H.Y



I have had a many phone calls in the last two days. Everyone wants to make sure Elder Marx is o.k. from the earthquake. I have been so touched at everyone's concern. I'm assuming he didn't feel anything. I won't know for sure until Wednesday.



For a lot of people, like me, geography class in 8th grade was along time ago.

Here is a visual of where Scott is serving:


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He is in the Belo Horizone Mission which is about 2,381 miles away from the earthquake area.

For North American comparison, it's comparable to the distance between Los Angeles and Savanah, Georgia.

Which is why I don't think he felt it, and I'm assuming he's o.k. But I am so thankful there's so many people who care about him and inquired.

In the spirit of full disclosure, I should mention that another Elder Marx (Brad) served from '01-'03 in Santiago, Chile.

A Few Favorite Past Olympic Moments.

Wouldn't it be cool if the two baby boy cousins on their way next month grew up to be curling teammates!!! I would be their number one fan.




Since I'm older than most bloggers, here's one of the greatest ice dancing numbers, ever.



I H.A.D. to have Dorothy's haircut. My mom was horrified because you needed a new item in order to achieve this hair style. A curling iron. So not only did she have to pay to get my hair cut, but then to buy a curling iron as well. And she was possitive it was going to burn my hair off at the roots. No Joke.

Random Comments

Can anyone tell me what's going on with the random comments I'm getting. I'm beseiged. The comments make no sense. They're going back to old posts and leaving them. Has anyone else had this happen? What's going on?

Saturday's Goal:

Keep these pants free of paint.

They're one of my favorite pair - because they're D.A.R.K. they're the pair of choice today because they're C.L.E.A.N. Note to self: be careful. As I take the picture I examine a little closer. They also look S.H.O.R.T. I have some pairs that are average, some that are talls. I think I should stick to the talls from now on.

Ron left early to move equipment around. It's cool, cloudy, and I'm really having a hard time talking myself into getting up and out of the house. It's painting Jenn's nursery room day.


I'm going to need a breakfast drink. As I leave del taco this song comes on:


So old-school Jenn.

Sugar, caffeine, and loud music - I'm ready to get started now.

Sneak Peak. I'll let Jenn post the finished room pictures. And this picture does not do justice to the hugeness that is now Jenn. Give her a few moments she'll let you know how she can't breathe, can't sleep, can't bend over, he's kicking her sore....

We painted the dresser and the bedroom. It took all day.

I'm so bad at achieving goals.