"experience is what you get when you didn't get what you wanted." -randy pausch

Friday, April 24, 2015


we are one in a million.
i love you.
it was a sunny day.
stacie had to put sunscreen on me when we were taking pictures.
you know how i sunburn so easily.
there were only a few clouds in the sky.
the tulips were everywhere on temple square.
the japanese tour bus stopped and took pictures of us.
it was pretty awkward.
i waved at them.
you threw me up on your shoulder.
they took more pictures.
i was so embarrassed.
but i also felt like a movie star too.
i stopped putting on lipstick because we kept kissing it off.
so in most of our pictures i don't have any on.
i love knowing why.
there was a little breeze.
it kept blowing my veil.
after three hours of taking pictures in the beautiful perfect spring utah sun we walked to carl's junior in our wedding attire down state street. 
you bought me an icy cold diet coke.
our friends were driving in their car and hung out the window 
waving and yelling and smiling at us.
i was bursting i was so happy.
we had just finished finals at byu-idaho.
i had taken 21 credits that semester, worked 17 hours a week, and still got straight A's.
you worked full time because it was your off track.
it felt so amazing to just be there together with no responsibilities but each other.
i don't remember a single thing going wrong the entire day.
i'm sure things did, but i was oblivious.
just being with you, taking in the entire day, celebrating us.
i couldn't have asked for anything more.
when the kids all wake up all night long,
and we're BONE tired at the end of the day,
and there's poop everywhere,
laundry that's not done,
and it seems like the toys have taken over,
sometimes i'll think back to that day and the week of our honeymoon right after,
and i'll just go to that place,
and it makes me so happy to just be married to you,
being with you through all of it.
and remembering every detail of that day when it all started eleven years ago today.

Thursday, April 23, 2015

5 foot 5 and {not} a half

dave didn't believe i was 5'5".
so i stood up against the wall and properly proved him wrong.
actually i thought i was 5'5" and a HALF.
he said i  was 5'4".
of course he has things like measuring tapes and levels on his personsables at all hours of the day for emergencies such as these.
sean and andrea were the moderators.
i will miss these late construction nights where we are all up so late together we laugh until we cry over stupid things like whether or not i'm 5 foot 5
and a half.

Wednesday, April 22, 2015

the "surprise" in the car magazine {awesome mom}

this is the story of the "surprise" in the car and truck magazine.
one day about a year ago.
or six months.
or some time a long while ago, that's all i know.
long enough that it was basically a staple around our home.
a car and truck magazine that came in the mail.
that's what i'm talking about.
this is basically chase's favorite thing to come in the mail EVER since he doesn't know about money and grandparent checks and boxes that say amazon on the sides yet.
so this car magazine came,
and he would sit in different places all over the house looking at it.
awe-ing at the different cars and trucks and tanks and boats.
it was such an entertainer that i KNEW it needed to be in the church bag.
and believe me,
it held his attention there too.
it was the magic car and truck magazine.
that's what i thought of it.
so when we went to our nephew's baptism in arizona last month,
knowing how LONG baptisms are in arizona i packed church bags with the regular garb for all three kids to have.
have you ever been to one? an lds baptism in arizona?
it's like 20 kids all on the same day. sometimes more.
it's organized. 
SUPER organized. 
like i sit there and think about how these people are pro's 
at massive primarys with millions of 8 year olds.
they have it down to a SCIENCE i tell ya,
a well oiled machine,
but depending on where you fall in the line up, there's usually a video involved, some talks, a musical number, and sometimes a congregational hymn.
you know, not quite as long as a sacrament meeting that goes over, but about as long as catholic mass on christmas and easter,
which means it's just a little bit longer than the norm b/c well, it's a special occasion.
so i made sure to slip chase's special awesome car and truck and boat and tanker magazine into his monkey backpack for the pre-baptism stuff in the chapel on baptism day,
and let me tell you, we were prepared.
fruit snacks,
granola bars,
and car magazine.
we were one happy of row of out of town gibson's.
and i was feeling pretty awesome.
prepared and awesome:)
oh yeah.
and then chase took his awesome car magazine over to sean and they went through it page by page together with a super spiritual movie about jesus playing on the projector at the front of the chapel,
and i was sitting there looking at my reverent family just feeling, like i said before, awesome:)
and that's when sean looked over at me and was all,
"honey!!! WHERE did you get THIS magazine???"
and i was all, "it came in the mail. isn't it awesome:)"
and i had a huge smile on my face because i just KNEW my husband was thinking how awesome of a mom i was because my kids were being so reverent and out of town church going awesome.
and then he was like,
"um honey, come here..."
and so i scooted over for him to whisper sweet praises into my awesome mom ears and that's when i heard it.
"there's PORN in here!"
and i was like
"excuse me?"
and he was all,
"on page 41 and 42, between the tractor page and tank page!"
"whaaaaat??? what do you mean??"
that's what i said.
and he was like, "naked girls and girls wearing skanky stuff!"
and that's when my eyes got all big,
and i covered my mouth,
mostly because i was laughing and feeling all IRREVERENT because who laughs about porn in your kid's magazine IN A CHAPEL at a BAPTISM anyway???
well, we did.
mostly because it was just so ironic that such a discovery would be made in such a holy place.
and also there's the question we were wondering which was how many times has chase looked at those pictures, and how crazy it is that you can just miss something 
like this IN your home for so long.
so we swiftly closed up that car and truck and tank and boat magazine,
irreverently laughed over the matter for about 5 minutes more because there just couldn't have been a worse place to find such a thing.
and also a funnier place to find such a thing.
and REALIZE such a thing.
and then we walked into parker's baptism with our 
by that point, 3 irreverent kids,
'cause ya know we are SO awesome and prepared and stuff:)

who puts porn in the middle of a mailer car and truck 
and boat and tank magazine anyway???

Tuesday, April 21, 2015

safe and sound like little sardines.

i wear earplugs every night.
ever since the dorms at chico state. i'm hooked for life. it's fantastic.
it's the only way i can tune out all the noises and stay asleep,
not worrying about all of the little sounds that go creak.
and the other night i was telling sean that my earplugs have literally vanished.
and now i'm down to one single pair.
and when one falls out and gets lost in the sheets at night i panic.
because then i know i'm down to one single plug,
which is still manageable because i just use it on the side that's not laying on the pillow:)
i'm such a genius i know.
so anyway, i was telling him about this on friday night.
how i can't figure out where they've all gone.
he told me how cute i was, and then we went to bed.
then next day we started moving beds down to the basement, vacuming rooms, and pulling toys out from underneath all of the spaces that have been hidden under the guest bed and brennan and max's beds for 4 and 1/2 years, and all of a sudden sean comes RUNNING out into the hall laughing so hard he can barely contain himself.
why you ask?
because it appeared the mystery of the missing earplugs had been solved.
sean had found all of my earplugs neatly shoved into a little toy car under the guest bed in chase's room.
we just KNEW it was chase right away because it had his name written all over it, but just to make sure i quizzed the other kids.
sure enough, chase was found guilty as charged.
he even fessed up about it when we asked him.
and it just made me SO happy inside.
because i love seeing little glimpses into the world of my kids.
the one that they have in their own little quiet spaces,
where they put their most prized possessions,
and they operate in their land of play without me,
even though i'm there and they're there.
where they're figuring out life for themselves,
all while i'm doing laundry,
making meals,
brushing teeth,
wiping faces,
driving carpool,
reading stories,
giving baths,
being completely oblivious to the private parts of their lives that are just rightfully their very own.
and i just love when i get to see a little part of that.
also, i REALLY loved that i found ALL of my missing earplugs.
shoved inside chase's toy car,
so that i don't have to be down to one plug anymore.
all safe and sound like little sardines:) 
so handy they were all in the same place.

Saturday, April 18, 2015

on not hobbling faster than my legs can carry me {31 weeks}

i feel like i'm 95.
like when i've been sitting for awhile,
and i go to get up,
i can't.
grandma gigi and i were commiserating about this on easter together.
she gets it.
even though she's not quite 95.
and i don't mean like i can't stand up.
cause sometimes she can't stand stand up.
sometimes that part is hard for me too,
like when i've been sitting on a chair without a cushion or the ground,
or laying on my right side propped up halfway,
then i can't stand up on my own.
but mostly it's the move one foot in front of the other part that's the trouble.
especially as the day goes on.
like after ski school today i drove down little cottonwood canyon,
dropped max off at home with sean,
and then drove over to target.
and when i went to get out of the car at target i opened my car door,
stood up,
and i knew i wasn't going anywhere.
between the varicose veins flooding themselves and my left hip that just wouldn't budge, 
i made it about one and a half steps toward the rear of the van looking like Quasimodo 
before i waved the white flag and realized i was just gonna have to give it 5 minutes 
before i could go.
so that's what i did.
i stood there patiently waiting,
posting up next to my van,
sweating my socks off because i'd been in the snow with the kids all day,
and now here i was in the valley in a long sleeve shirt, ugg boots, compression tights, and black pants.
in 75*.
so i stood there texting sean that i couldn't move and how i wished i would have changed into flip flops, and wasn't that actually pretty funny how i literally could not move?
finally the motor of my left hip warmed up and the compression tights did their job,
and off i went to buy endless amounts of organization propaganda for my house.
and for once in my life i'm not trying to hobble faster than my legs can carry me.
closing down alta in april. 
above: brennan far right heading to the lift. 
ski school 2k15: brennan is a pro at the chair lift and max is finally "lift ready."
BIG TIME:) her instructor said she's already parallel turning and brennan's said he's gonna make a great downhill racer with his need for speed. so proud:)

Friday, April 17, 2015

the day they installed the carpet and chase was in the way

today they installed the carpet, 
and everyone was at school except for chase.
it was a big day for him.
he pooped in the potty.
for the third day in a row.
so when one of the installers came through the garage door carrying his 400 pound roll of carpet on his back i of course was going potty in the bathroom off the garage.
locked in there in my own beautiful peace and quiet.
which is why i could quietly hear the carpet guy nicely saying to chase "excuse my please."
except he was grunting out the words very softly
because of the 400 pound roll of carpet on his back.
and then i heard chase's voice chipper as the birds in the morning,
and the carpet guy just repeats, "excuse me please."
really out of breath now.
and i'm pulling up my compression tights as FAST as humanly possible,
but let's be honest,
there's just no fast way about it,
so i just start yelling through the door to chase,
"CHASE MOOOOVE! get out of the WAY!"
and chase is all,
"i open my buzz lightyear! mommy give me a TICKER {sticker}! I POOOOOOPED! on the potty!"
and i'm just dying inside because i can't get my tights on and get my maternity skinny jeans up fast enough for this poor man trapped by 3 year old chase with what definitely feels like a 400 pound carpet roll on his back, desperately and very politely just asking him to move out of the way.
so i keep yelling "CHASE MOVE HONEY!!! GET BAAAAACK!!!"
and i can tell by the carpet man's grunting that chase is most certainly NOT moving.
and i'm just dying inside,
breaking a sweat trying to get these DARN tights up,
cursing them and all of my layers along the way.
finally after what feels like an eternity i have wrestled enough decency onto myself to FLING the bathroom door open and pull chase into the bathroom with me,
and put the poor carpet installer out of his misery.
my face was red by now.
it was awesome:)
upon which point i apologized and felt embarrassed that i was peeing on the potty while chase was blocking the carpet guy carrying the 400 pound roll of carpet, talking to him about going poo in the potty.
good grief. that was funny.

Wednesday, April 15, 2015

at least it's not barbie

cinderella who?
also, here favorite color is blue.
when it's not pink that is.

i make no promises to keep that lady at bay once chase wakes up {crockpot oatmeal recipe}

{there's nothing prettier than huge white snowflakes in chase's red hair.}
so winter finally came today,
and i couldn't be happier!
there's something about the big white flakes that just puts me in a good mood.
the whining and the tantrums and the running around from one carpool to the next just don't get me as agitated by the end of the day,
because at least it's snowing:)
not to worry, summer weather due back this weekend.
70 something and sunny.
so today,
i'm enjoying this little glimpse of winter.
one that's been all too absent this year in general.
and a quiet house with chase napping upstairs,
and the big kids eating snow and laying on the tramp bundled from head to toe.
they came to the back door after 10 minutes saying they were cold and needed hot chocolate.
i couldn't let them see the fear in my eyes.
be the duck.
that's what i did.
cool and calm on the surface,
paddle like hell underwater.
so i casually suggested they set off to scout out who else was out in the hood.
praying with all my might that they would go for it.
and by some miracle they bought it.
thank goodness chase was napping or the whole thing would have failed for sure.
so now they're off walking around on the wet sidewalks.
probably eating snow,
and losing gloves and stuff.
it's making wednesday great.
and my crazy pregnant lady brain a little more calm.
at least for now...i make no promises to keep that lady at bay once chase wakes up;)
-crockpot overnight apples 
and cinnamon oatmeal-
  • 2 apples, peeled, cored, cut into tiny pieces {think cubed carrots in the can small}
  • 1& 1/2 cups milk
  • 1 & 1/2 cups water
  • 1 cup uncooked steel-cut oats or reg oats {NOT quick oats}
  • 2 tablespoons brown sugar (or substitute maple syrup or other sweetener)
  • 1 & 1/2 tablespoons butter, cut into 5-6 pieces (optional)
  • 1/2 teaspoon cinnamon
  • 1 tablespoon ground flax seed {i didn't have this so i left it out}
  • 1/4 teaspoon salt
  • Optional garnishes: chopped nuts, raisins, maple syrup, additional milk or butter
1. SPRAY PAM in your crock.
2. Add all ingredients (except optional toppings) to your crock. Stir, cover, and cook on low for approx. 7 hours (slow cooker times can vary). 
**NOTE: i didn't want to stay up until midnight or wake up and check on it in the middle of the night because AINT NOBODY got time to wake up in the middle of the night for oatmeal when the newborn isn't even here yet, so we took a chance and put it on the "keep warm" setting for 9 hours and it worked like A CHARM. the apples were still a little crunchy, so i'm sure it could have cooked longer, but it tasted perfect and everyone licking their bowls and asking for more, sooooo, i think we just got lucky on the first try and don't get scared off if it takes some experimenting before you get the cook time right. i think the key is less is more, better safe than sorry, you know the drill.
3. Spoon oatmeal into bowls; add optional toppings, if desired. Store leftovers in refrigerator. Freezes well.

**How much did it make? it felt like 1 cup of oats wouldn't be enough. like i stood there in my kitchen for 5 minutes making sure i was reading the recipe right because i couldn't imagine that 1 cup was possibly enough, BUT, low and behold one batch with 1 cup of oatmeal indeed DID feed 4 of my gibson's and 1 of my contractor dave's. max gibson wouldn't even give it a try. i assure you she missed out! so what i'm saying is, it fed 5 people pretty darn well. double if you have more people or you want leftovers. found this little ditty on pinterest of course. all hail pinterest. the end.

Thursday, April 9, 2015

if you don't want to wait in a line at the car wash.

if you go to the car wash on a rainy day there's no lines.
who knew?!
 poor chaser man is still terrified.
tells us all to close our eyes,
and then asks every few seconds if it's over yet.
it's the saddest!
mama max always holds his hand.
i love their little friendship.
also, i love my washed car.
well, the outside.
the inside is a WHOLE other story...