life in the desert

Springtime is in full force here in Southern Arizona.  My plants started springing up back in March, and how have been used as a first, second and third course meal by the local rabbit population.  It makes me sad (frustrated, angry, hopeless) when my beautiful little plants start growing, just to have disappeared a few days later. I think I need a dog.


I know this course will end when the rains start.  July 4th is the date set by the local folklore.  Hopefully with this being dubbed an El Nino year, it will start early, my vote is June 1st.  Once the rains start the local vegetation will finally start to really flourish, and my plants will be safe, that is until grasshopper season.  I think I need chickens.


Clemens needed some horse practice, so we have been borrowing our neighbors horse, India, and riding each week.  He was also able to take a riding lesson with Bill Black at Cross 9 Ranch. He was able to ride an awesome horse who is worth $20,000.  A beautiful palomino that is absolutely push button.  Bill is an awesome instructor, very intuitive and gentle with his horses and with people. I think I need a horse.


So our slow life in our little round house continues.  Can I tell you how I love having a slow life?  I recognized last night in talking to our new Bishops wife how having a slow life has to be a deliberate choice in our crazy fast paced world.  Our days have been shortened by all the choices of things there are to do.  Sure I can have my kids in swim lessons, soccer teams, softball/t ball teams, summer camp, dance class, etc, but what would our lives be like?  Would my kids get the emotional connection that they need each day?  Would they learn the value of watching things grow, of reading together, of family?  Maybe.  But it would be harder for me to teach them these things when they are never around, plus, when I am stressed out from running around all the time I am not as good of a mom.  I am not as patient, loving or relaxed.  I want to be a good mom, so I will go and play with my kids.

9 months

Meet Britta.  She is my little sunshine.  

She smiles, and smiles, and smiles.  

Every time she does she melts my heart.

A good thing too, because my heart needs it.

She is 9 months old.

Practicing WALKING.

Practicing  Popcorn Popping, Twinkle Twinkle, Wheels on the Bus, and Pat-a-cake.

Says "BAAA!" (bye) to Daddy and waves when he goes to work.

Gives brother hugs, and sister hugs, and daddy hugs (she LOVES daddy hugs), and mommy hugs.

She had 2 adorable teeth.

Wants to play legos (duplos) with brother and sister but can't quite figure out how they work.

Bun

Sorry about the lack of posts for the last couple months.

I've been trying to keep things together in my home,

and not think about the nausea and extreme lack of energy.

I have 2 babies to think about, and take care of.

Well, 2 and 1/3.

Suprize!

We have another bun in the oven!

The baby is due around September 24th.

Isn't this the most lovely newborn portrait?

Ethereal. I love it. From here.

CA Christmas

The weekend before Christmas we went to Palm Desert, to celebrate with my grandmother and father. Clemens got an extra day off to come and serve as our cheuffer. We had a wonderful trip. We stopped in Pheonix on the way out and were able to stay with my beautiful friend Kendra from BYU, who I hadn't seen in AGES. She gave us beds. The biggest relief when we got there was to see the GREEN. They live on a golf course. It was so refreshing. Maja was teething her molars and was mostly quiet until just after we ate and her medicine started kicking in. She loved playing with her cousins Sam and Henry.