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.

Yaaaaayyyy!!!!! Way to go O!

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.

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!

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 . . .

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".

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!

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

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.

Do *you* look like this at your first blush?

Hi. I'm Mary Tessa. I woke up really early because my brother had to get going for school at the crack of dawn. When my mom plopped me down in my chair to go finish readying Simon, my Dad and sister liked my look.



Are you this pleasant when you first get up?

Oh, and I've started foods: a bit of rice cereal, some pureed veg, and ~half piece of paper a day.

we don't have a cat yet . . . we're still practicing

We have to get ready to entertain such a feline when the day comes.

So, Mary Tessa is still cute and we have fun.

They're all cute really--I hit the kid jackpot.

Hope we have such luck with the cat.

i'm letting the baby cry in order to post this.

Mark took the three on a Saturday walk to the bayou. I am nowhere to be seen. I drove the other way. I went shopping in sweet silence. I worried about no one getting run over in the parking lot.

But I will not relish these concepts too long.

I like the sounds of kids and having them dangling near my every limb, most of the time.

Now, you may be one of the many that tells me that Tess looks just like Allianna. I'm the mom, so I have to think they're quite different. Nevertheless, I offer for you the above comparison. Alli's wearing the same suit in the portrait (at 9 months) behind Mary Tessa. The Mares is 6 months in this shot and I didn't torture her Hair into any 'do.

We're just all love and joy and gladness around here.

*Not pictured: the moments shortly after when the joy and gladness disappeared. Well, actually, I think they were still amused but it was nothing I could photograph. Stuff that brings out that ranting nag-mom voice . . .

***no babies were harmed in the drafting of this post. she's yanking on my hair and swiping my desk off for me.

an angler fish, Cinderella, and a duck

coming soon to a doorstep near you.

. . . we're off to find glass slipper(s).

“… the Lord hath his way in the whirlwind and in the storm …” (Nahum 1:3)

Mark is our featured guest blogger. Enjoy:

Okay, I promised all those who are interested that I would make a small blog post about things I would have collected or done to have been even more prepared for hurricane Ike. I say “even” more prepared because Emily and I had the basics; you know, the things that the prophets and pamphlets generally tell you to have. But through the course of Ike’s aftermath I realized that some other things would have augmented our peace of mind and in some cases would have made living through a natural disaster a bit easier. Some of this stuff may only be applicable to those living in regions of “predictable” natural disasters; however, perhaps if one had all of this stuff it would help in any unforeseeable event as well.

What we had (have) before the storm:
- A 72 hour kit for each family member (even little Mary Tessa); each kit also includes hygiene stuff and a change of clothes; all kits are in an easily transportable bag of some sort
- Water for at least three days
- Three flashlights (one was the shake-and-recharge kind, and one was a headlamp)
- Batteries for flashlights and radio
- Radio
- Two large candles and candle holders
- ¾ full tank of gas (we always try to keep it full for hurricane season)
- About 2.5 gallons of extra gas in gas can

What I would have done differently or in addition to the list above:
- Whatever water you think you need for each family member for three days – double it. Triple it if possible. The reason: What I did not foresee is that when the city’s water is declared unusable one has to use bottled water for brushing teeth, combing hair, washing faces, and even taking sponge baths. Now, one could argue that mildly contaminated/untreated water should not do any harm to the body if it is just used for bathing. But after a disaster, when you’re tired and out of your element, do you really want to take a chance? Especially with kids? Moreover, it was such a blessing to feel like we had extra water in those first few days after the storm because Alli got sick and we needed to keep her hydrated, and also I was doing a lot of yard and street clean-up. I was thirsty! I think I would have compromised my health if I would have worked that hard but felt like I had to drink as little water as possible. Also, it is good to have a larger container of stored tap water; we have a 5 gallon container. This can be used to flush and fill the toilet if necessary. Yes, if you know the disaster is coming you can fill you tub, but it may simply drain out (even if the drain is closed) or evaporate after several days.

- Even if you don’t have babies in the family it might be wise to have a stash of baby wipes. When we couldn’t give the kids a bath we gave them baby wipe baths every night. It was definitely better than nothing. Remember, sweaty kids stink!

- I learned that I prefer headlamps to flashlights. My one headlamp saved us on many occasions! I mean, when you have to change diapers, wash kids, and do dishes you need both your hands. The sun goes down a lot earlier than you think—2/3 of a parent’s work is done after dark. Also, I learned that I did not like the shake-and-recharge flashlight very much for a disaster. It is annoying to stop every two minutes and shake the flashlight! Conventional flashlights, with strong beams, that use batteries, are the best, I think. But I am going to purchase one more headlamp to add to our preparation kit – they are just handier. Make sure, and then make sure again, that you have a surplus of needed battery types. Again, peace of mind goes a long way in the few days after a disaster.

- Midway through our 15 days without power (yes, 15 days!) we purchased a lantern. Ours is a Coleman battery-powered lantern, but really any lantern should be okay. Our kind neighbor (Gary) had loaned us a propane lantern before we purchased our own. He said propane burns a little cleaner than kerosene and is therefore better for little kids. Always keep propane and kerosene lanterns near ventilated areas! Anyway, you learn quickly that a flashlight just doesn’t do the trick when you’re trying to do the dishes or have a family conversation. A flashlight’s single beam lights up only one person! As a family we just felt a lot happier with a lantern that could light op a whole room. We got ours at Target for $20. Careful though, it takes eight D batteries; but it is the safest kind for kids.

- We had a small cooler that I filled with two bags of ice before the storm. Not enough! Half way through the aftermath we bought a medium-to-large cooler that could hold three bags of ice. Thus we had capacity for 5 bags at once. Much better. Even if you don’t know a disaster is coming (i.e. earthquake) if you have a large capacity cooler you can fill it quickly with freezer-stored ice and frozen/refrigerated food.

- Gas! We had a nearly full tank, but we still felt restricted! Half way through the aftermath we drove to Dallas and stayed with friends for 2.5 days (thanks Weeds!). I bought an extra gas can there and brought our family’s total reserve capacity up to 8 gallons. That was enough to fill up a little over half of our car’s gas tank and get us to any city within about a 4 hour radius. Truthfully, I would recommend having more gas stored. At least enough to fill up your car and get it out of the disaster zone with your whole family without any fill-ups along the way. This goes for storm zones as well as earthquake zones. You could just cycle it into your car every 2 months or so. I know that for sure in the future I will have both my gas cans (and maybe I’ll purchase a third) full during hurricane season.

- Candles: they’re old school, but they really can help while doing something that requires two hands. They’re also kind of a weird comfy, safety type thing. Make sure you have a surplus of matches too!

- Propane stove. I kept saying that I wished we had one – with surplus propane gas too! Actually, we were blessed in this regard in that we had a gas stove that lit up just fine with a match. So we ate well. But still, I felt unprepared; what if our stove was damaged or something? I am going to invest in a propane camping stove.

- We wish we had hand fans. Simple? Yes, but it got so hot here and we just wish we had some hand fans to at least cool of the kids. Magazines and books worked, but a pack of cheap hand fans might me nice. (Emily says: Or a battery-powered fan; when Allianna was sick I wished I had more than just Tessa’s swing to try to create air movement.)

- One last thing. This one kind of depends on how “green” you are. Emily and I are trying to be more “green,” but we both agreed that the following items made evenings without lights easier: paper/plastic plates, utensils, and napkins. This allows you to just throw away most of your dishes. It gets a little old cleaning and re-cleaning a kitchen that just doesn’t seem to get clean in the aftermath of a disaster.

I’m done. We are doing great now. We are so grateful for power, prayers, family, and good friends. Merry Christmas! (And no I didn’t forget Halloween and Thanksgiving … I just like to lump them all together. It’s kind of like the duality principle of light – it is both a particle and a wave. Christmas is both a single holiday and three wrapped into one!). Thanks, Mark.

Impromptu girls night

Simon got invited this afternoon to go with friends tonight to ChuckECheese, and Mark's working late. So here we are together, and so help me girls, this has been our best moment:

Did you 'ike your birthday?

When we were a full eight days into Ike-mania, we realized Simon's birthday was fast approaching and that we were unprepared (unless we wanted to give him his 72 hr kit full of slim jims, crackers and instant oatmeal). Bethany and I devised together to give him his birthday while still in Weedhaven. On his birthday three days later in Houston, there was still no prospect of gift-bearing stores being open, or a freezer to keep ice cream, much less functional traffic lights (which is not so important for birthday celebration, you might think, but I vowed to mention it somewhere here in all this post-storm posting!)

I am adorned in Bethany originals, which are delicious, and can be perused here. I know you were wondering, because they look so great in that picture.

Ever since his third b-day when we first moved here, I've always plopped some kind of actual joyous toy on top--a pretty delightful tradition that originated with a Lightning McQueen. Almost forgot this year, but luckily we had gotten him almost an excessive amount of small airplanes that I could embezzle from.

Now here's the sweet Nater, who has participated in some way in every one of Simon's birthdays. Glad it was in person this time--that's a rare gem friendship when you're 5.

Sweaty, half-dressed and bedraggled on the actual birthday in H-town.

Opening Allianna's present, to good results . . .

Happy Birthday to a reformed Chief Chubbamubbas!

Two things we feel good about

I want this shirt.

Mark turned on Christmas music today.

video mania . . . girly on the move!

I just love this girl. You're free to adore her too.