Tuesday, August 21, 2012

Bath Time

My little Norah is the sweetest big sister. She adores her little brother and is more than happy to be Mommy's Little Helper. Clayton adores Norah as well, and can often be caught staring at her with a giant grin on his face. I really hope these two will be best friends for life.

Thursday, August 16, 2012

The Epic Poop

My two kids are so different. For example, Norah really liked to scream and stay up all night. Party animal, that one. Clayton? He loves his sleep, day or night it's what he likes doing second best (first, of course, would be eating.) Norah was a champion pooper. As regular as Old Faithful, her diapers were consistently filled with that mustard-yellow newborn poop. Clayton? Not so much. He had his two-month doctor's appointment on Monday and I mentioned that he hadn't pooped in probably about 10 days. Yes. 10 full days with no poop. Nothing. He told me to wait it out, and if he hadn't pooped in three more days to give him a suppository. I felt like I was walking around with a ticking time bomb, that at any given moment my darling baby could explode with poop everywhere. The doctor confirmed that this would likely be the case. I could hardly wait ...

The next day produced a cute little poop, but I knew that was just Clayton trying to lull me into a false sense of security. I know how sneaky the male gender can be. So in preparation for what was sure to be the diaper of the century, Jason and I packed a plethora of wipes and an extra set of clothes for all of us because we were taking our little time bomb to Lagoon for Jason's company party. Nothing. No poop. Then yesterday, as Norah is screaming for her lunch because she's "really really hungey" and we've approached and passed nap time, I'm balancing Clayton with one hand while I prepare a hot dog with the other and he starts to grunt. That oh-so-telling grunt. First one grunt, then another, and with each grunt the smell gets stronger. And after a while, I'm watching the poop creep up his back, getting higher and higher with every push. And there it was, the epic poop. The poop that took not four, not five, and not even six wipes to clean off my baby ... but seven. A seven wipe dipe. Seven wipes for 13 days of poop. That, folks, is legendary.

Saturday, August 11, 2012

Late 20's

Yikes, just typing the title of this post makes me want to lather myself with anti-wrinkle cream and make sure I can still fit into my high school cheerleading uniform. I don't know when it happened, when I made the transition from care-free teenager to a Costco card-toting, home-owning, devoted wife, and a mother of two. Because I'm pretty sure I'm still 17, not 27. But if I have to be 27, I'd like to do it with these guys by my side:

(Pictures shamelessly stolen from my mom's blog)

This is my family (minus my mom, who is behind the camera, and Geoff who is out knocking door and earning big bucks) celebrating my 27th birthday for the THIRD day in a row. Yeah, we celebrate in style. Day one consisted of my little family playing at Provo Beach Resort, followed up by a hot date with my man - shopping at Soel, eating at Pizzeria 712, and a movie. Day two was Sunday (my actual birthday) ... so the celebration was a bit more low-key, a yummy family dinner at my parents house. Day three was dinner at Brick Oven. And yes, I ate cake all three days. 

Thursday, August 9, 2012

Quinoa Stuffed Peppers

Last night I made one of my all-time favorite dinners, quinoa stuffed peppers. It's easy, it's healthy and it's AMAZINGLY delicious. It's a family favorite that even Norah loves. She'll eat the pepper and I eat the insides. It's perfect :)


1 tbsp olive oil
1/2 onion, chopped
3 cloves garlic, minced
2 cups baby spinach leaves, roughly chopped
1 (14.5 ounce can) can diced tomatoes
1 (14.5 ounce can) cannellini beans
2 cups vegetable broth
1 cup quinoa
1/2 cup shredded mozzarella cheese, plus more for sprinkling on top
1/2 cup feta cheese
Salt and pepper, to taste
6 bell peppers (we prefer red)


1. Heat the oven to 400 degrees

2. Chop the tops off the bell peppers and dice three of the tops into small pieces. Dice the onions.

3. In a medium skillet, heat the olive oil over medium heat. Add the onions and peppers and cook until tender, about 3 minutes. Add the garlic and cook for two more minutes. Stir in the spinach. Cook until spinach is wilted, remove from heat.

4. Drain and rinse the beans, pour the tomatoes and beans into a large bowl. Stir in the spinach mixture as well as the shredded mozzarella and feta. Set aside.

5. Meanwhile, cook the quinoa according to the package directions using vegetable broth instead of water. Once it's done, add the quinoa to the tomato spinach mixture. Season with salt and pepper.

6. Place peppers in the baking dish and stuff the mixture into your hollowed-out peppers. Top the peppers with remaining mozzarella cheese. You can also top with sliced fresh mozzarella (did you know they sell that stuff pre-sliced at Costco? Love it!)

7. Cover the dish with foil and bake for 40-45 minutes. Remove foil and continue to bake until the cheese is golden, about 15 minutes.

8. Remove from oven and let peppers sit for five mintues. Serve warm.

adapted from Two Peas and Their Pod

Saturday, August 4, 2012

Up All Night

When Norah was a newborn, she missed her mama so much at night (ha) that she woke up every hour on the hour to eat. So for several weeks it was, feed for 30 minutes, sleep for 30 minutes. So delightful. At six weeks we moved Norah up to her own room because she was bugging us so much  slept so much better there and we were both finally getting a decent night's sleep. Clayton, on the other hand, loves his mama so much he lets me get my beauty sleep. A typical night for him is nursing sometime around 10:30 pm, again at 1 am and then again at 8 am. His 1 am feeding is short at sweet, maybe 10 minutes and then it's back to dreamland for the both of us. Because it's so easy, because HE'S so easy, he's still sleeping in a pack-and-play in our bathroom. 

But of course, there's still Norah. 

My once amazingly sleep trained daughter has decided that instead of sleeping the typical 12-hour-night she'd been doing for about 18 months, she wants to get up at 4 am. And scream. Not a "I'm so scared because of my scary dream" scream, but a "Hey you guys pay attention to me I'm stuck in my crib and want to get out RIGHT NOW!" scream. So delightful. The first night Jason went up to see what was the matter, she demanded a cookie and a drink. And last night? Last night she had decided she'd had enough sleep and was ready to go to Grandma's house. Because Grandma is so much cooler than us.

Friday, August 3, 2012

Clayton's Nursery

Clayton's nursery was something we worked REALLY hard on, and I love the way it turned out. I'm so flattered to have it featured over on Utah Baby Blog today. The wonderful photographer that took Clayton's newborn photos runs the blog and she was kind enough to take a few pictures of his room for the blog. So check it out!

Photo by Jen Herem