Florida Rasmussens

One Happy Husband

2012-01-24T11:19:00.008-05:00

I officially have the happiest husband in the world.

Around Christmas, we decided to sell our huge Tahoe and get a smaller SUV. Somehow, Lance finagled a deal with a guy and we ended up not only selling our Tahoe for full price- but also acquiring a motorcycle.

Lance drove a motorcycle when I first met him, but hasn't had one since. I am not a paranoid, bossy wife who is opposed to motorcycles. We just don't believe in financing stuff if we don't absolutely HAVE to (like a house). So the bike never seemed practical... until now.The guy is in heaven. When he's not riding it, he's working on it. When he's not working on it, he's online tracking down motorcycle parts. He's already done quite a bit to it.Its been almost 2 months and he's still like a giddy little boy with a new toy. Last week, I looked out the window and saw him on his motorcycle (on the street) racing Tobin who was on his little bike with training wheels (on the sidewalk).As a side note: I miss the Tahoe-- it was such a great ride. However, I do not miss the 12-14 mpg I was getting with it around town.
Our new ride we have affectionately dubbed "Liz" after Tina Fey's character in 30 Rock. That's right-- Liz LEMON. Truth be told, my new car is not a lemon. We bought it knowing it had a sensor problem-- it just took us longer to solve the problem than we thought (in the meantime, the name Liz stuck). She's been awesome ever since. I LOVED the price, and I am LOVING the 23 mpg that Liz provides!While I'm on the subject of Rasmussen vehicles-- I have neglected to introduce "Clive"-- whom we purchased last year: Clive is Lance's work truck. Yep, luckiest husband ever.

Apropos of Nothing

2012-01-19T13:50:00.004-05:00

The best part of Christmas 2011 was having the whole Slovacek gang together-- for what was probably the last time for a while.
My dad moved to Utah last month and my mom will be joining him out there in April. Matthew is back at BYU-Idaho and Steven is back in New York.
So, as of this spring-- it will just be us Rasmussens... and Aunt Heidi.
Here is a great picture of all the Slovacek/Rasmussen "men" over Christmas:
And here is a great picture of all the Rasmussen/Slovacek girls from last year:
Also-- apropos of nothing-- here is a picture of Lance and I from our camp trip. I just found it and liked it.

Resolutions

2012-01-16T15:17:00.004-05:00

I love making resolutions... LOVE IT! I am a list maker, so it comes naturally. I generally have my resolutions written down, categorized, and prioritized by Christmas. I don't this year. I have a whole bunch of great goals swimming around in my head. I just haven't taken the time to organize them. Here are a few reasons why:

1. School. I am working toward my Master's in Education. Last term was easy-- like, ridiculously easy. I just chalked it up to my innate intelligence. So, I decided to double my class schedule this term, you know, since I'm so freaking smart. It. Is. So. Hard. I guess my first class was just an easy class. Turns out-- I'm not that smart after all. School is taking up A LOT of my time.

2. Insanity. We just started Insanity. It promises crazy results. I'll keep you posted. Workouts are 6 days a week (like P90x).
3. Dance Central. We got the kids a Kinect for Christmas. So... what? Am I NOT supposed to use it while they are in school? Am I expected to to NOT spend hours learning the awesome dance routine to Salt N Pepa's "Push It"? Come on-- be realistic. So, clearly-- I am way to busy to set meaningful goals for myself. Please be understanding.

Me and Kate

2012-01-12T13:22:00.006-05:00

Over the past year, I have heard great things about Kate Middleton. I agree that she is beautiful-- in an approachable, girl-next-door kind of way (which is the best kind of beautiful!). I agree that she has great poise and style. It seems like she handles her new position as the Duchess of Cambridge with ease, and is great with all the media attention.
But more so than any of the aforementioned reasons, I like Kate because she is one of "us". And by "us", I mean women with no upper lip.

I never noticed this trait (and I have spent a LOT of time in front of the mirror over the past 30 years) until last year. I uploaded a photo to do one of those online makeovers. When I went to (virtually) apply the lip liner, I thought, "That's odd. In this picture, I have no upper lip." I started searching for another picture to use and began to realize that I, in all actuality, had no upper lip. It was a life-altering epiphany. Allow me to demonstrate:

Normal looking picture:
Now focus on this area. Notice anything missing? (Mind you, this is with lip liner and lipstick)
No. I am never going to inject my lips with any kind of substance. Those women all look as though they were in a bar fight. I have made peace with my lack of lip. I mean, if Kate Middleton can pull it off, then I'm in good company.

New Year's Camping Trip

2012-01-10T15:35:00.008-05:00

Nothing like ringing in the new year on the beach.

(In reality, 2012 was rung in at our campsite with cheering and Martinelli toasting... while a nearby camper-- a Dan Fogelberg wannabe-- serenaded the entire campground til dawn with his hoarse voice and basic guitar skills).Nevertheless, it was such a fun night!

We got to hang out with the Porters, ate the world's best cheeseburgers and smore's made in waffle cones (to die for!) We hung out at the beach and the pier. The next day, we explored the old fort and canons in the park. Tobin learned to climb trees and Chase got to run around as much as he wanted.

Bad to The Bone

2012-01-06T01:38:00.006-05:00

Look what Santa brought this year...
Which has led to this:

Zoie, who has not been on a bike since she was 3, has mastered the art of the bicycle. I had purchased training wheels just in case, but she never needed them. She was a natural after a 5 minute lesson. She can be seen zipping all around the neighborhood each afternoon.
Tobin enjoys trash talking about how he can run everyone over and race anyone... all the while he is ever so slowly pedaling on his training wheels (with perfect posture, mind you) back and forth the length of our yard-- while sporting a goofy helmet that he insists on wearing.

Chase cannot yet reach the pedals on his trike. It doesn't seem to slow him down at all.

But they are not the only ones who got bikes on Christmas Day... (more on that later)

Homemade... kind of

2012-01-03T18:45:00.004-05:00

The Slovaceks started a tradition when I was about 14 years old. On Thanksgiving, we draw names of family members that we have to make a homemade Christmas present for. On Christmas Eve, we exchange our homemade gifts. It is, by far, the absolute best part of Christmas for me.

Funny thing is, (until Lance joined our family and set the curve)-- our gifts were sometimes pretty crappy. The ones that aren't, are usually not very homemade. (like framing a picture-- which I utilize often as a "homemade gift").

One time, Mom sewed fur onto a pillowcase for Steven and ironed on some wording, "Steven's pillow"-- except, she ironed it backwards. So, Steven had a pillowcase that scratched his face and got fur in his mouth that said, "wollip s'nevetS".

Another time, Heidi sewed me some great pajama bottoms, but only used a basting stitch. They fell apart after one wearing.

Another year, I photo-shopped Matthew's head onto a picture of a snowboarder and framed it. Dumb.

Anyway, I could go on and on about our horrible gifts. But even with the occasional terrible gift, I love our tradition. Love it.

This year, we all did pretty well. Here is a picture of the whole family with our homemade loot. I love these people! In case you're interested:
I made Steven a wordle of words describing him and had it put on canvas.
Steven downloaded the top 50 alternative albums of 2011 and put it on a jump drive for Lance.
Lance gave my Dad a leather bound edition of Sherlock Holmes that he hollowed out and made a safe out of.
My Dad made me a (super comfy) Tampa Bay Lightning snuggie.
Heidi put my Mom's favorite scripture on a canvas in raised lettering.
My Mom got Matthew's Xbox kinect-ready and made him a customized t-shirt.
Matthew sewed Heidi some skirts and scarfs.

I Made This...

2012-01-03T06:46:00.004-05:00

I am neither creative nor crafty, but I am definitely determined. I saw something like this at a friend's house and decided that I needed my own "last name art". When I looked online to order one (which is much more my speed), I didn't want to shell out the $200. So I obsessed about it for a while and found some instructions online to help me out.

Like most things I create, you can't look at it too closely. But it looks great in our front entryway-- at a swift glance... from a great distance.

The "Real" Rasmussen Family Letter

2011-12-22T14:50:00.003-05:00

I'm always so amused by Christmas letters. Not everyone can have had a busy year, every child can not be good at everything. So I set out to write an honest family update-- without being too negative. Its still pretty cheesy-- here is my attempt at honesty...

2011 has been eventful for our family. We found that we outgrew our Brandon home, so we moved to a larger, newer home in the neighboring city of Riverview. We love having the elementary school, parks, pools and tennis courts right in the neighborhood. Here is the condensed version of the Rasmussen clan this year:

Chase (2) is in the throes of terrible twos. He prefers grunting and physically pushing us around to actually speaking, but isn’t afraid to yell at us if necessary. We sure do love the kid—but are so glad he’s the last one! He loves playing outside and eating crackers. He looks and acts just like his Dad (who also grunts and eats crackers).

Tobin (4) started preschool this year. Lately, he’s has been trying his hand at comedy—with mixed results. Typical 4 yr. old boy, most of his punch lines have something to do with poop. Potty humor and all, Tobin is just an easy kid to have around.

Zoie (almost 7) is a 1^st grade phenom—particularly with reading and spelling. However, with genius comes a bit of attitude. She has an inner diva that comes out when we dare to “make her mad” (her words). She loves to draw and act out plays for us.

Kira likes to think she’s a fantastic Mom—but deep down she knows better. She loves her husband to death and loves her kids most of the time. She was released as the ward Primary President when we moved, but was relieved to be put right back in the Primary as soon as we arrived in the new ward. She is a graduate student in the field of Educational Leadership. We worry about her addiction to microwave popcorn.

Lance has been traveling quite a bit in his role as Project Manager for a restoration company. This year, he has run jobs in Houston, Jacksonville, Naples and all over Tampa Bay. We can’t help but wonder of Kira’s addiction to microwave popcorn hasn’t come as a result of single motherhood—due to Lance’s travel schedule. When he’s home, he is the resident playground and stand-up comedian.

We love this time of year when we have a reason to shop, eat sweets non-stop for a full month, open presents, and listen to cheesy Christmas carols. Most importantly, it’s wonderful to celebrate our Savior Jesus Christ. We are so grateful for all of our blessings. Merry Christmas!

Ooops.

2011-12-19T10:11:00.000-05:00

So... the new garage and driveway are a bit smaller than I am used to. Luckily, my husband is awesome and the Tahoe is now sporting a new driver's side mirror.

Just a few days later, I knocked a decorative jar off the kitchen counter. It was filled with some goop and what looked like peaches. It looked cute in the kitchen. It did not look nearly as cute splattered all over the kitchen floor. Turns out-- the "goop" was colored vinegar. My house smelled like vinegar for days.

Later that night, Lance was messing around with the alarm system-- in an attempt to turn down the volume on the voice that alerts us whenever an outside door is opened. Long story short, people in the greater Riverview area no doubt heard an alarm going off from 10:30 to 11:15 pm. After many frantic, (useless) phone calls to ADT, Lance ripped a small box off the wall in the garage. It worked.

Giving Thanks... Florida Style

2011-12-19T09:33:00.007-05:00

My parents are moving to Utah soon. In fact, my Dad leaves next week. I am so sad about that. But I knew that this would most likely be our last Thanksgiving with them for a while. It was a good one.

I am grateful that we can fry the turkey outside in flip-flops.

I am grateful that my kids can run around and play outside while we make all the side dishes.
I am grateful for my parents-- the best Mom and Dad-- and the very best "Papas" in the world. They will be so missed.

This year, in particular, I am grateful for a husband who works so hard and makes so many sacrifices for our family. (This was what I said when it was my turn to say something I was grateful for. As a side note, Lance said that this year, in particular, he was grateful for his iphone).

I am so happy with my life and have much to be grateful for!

Saying Goodbye

2011-12-19T09:16:00.002-05:00

We love our new house. Its is absolutely perfect for us right now. When we go back to our old home, it feels old and small in comparison. It was a good move. The closing date for our old house is next week. And even though we will be relieved to have it sold, there are so many memories associated with the house, its hard not to feel a twinge of sadness.

I lived in that house twice as long as I have ever lived in any other house... ever (almost 7 years).

We put so much work into making that house perfect for our growing family (and by "we", I mean Lance).

All three of my kids were born while living there; they all took their first steps in that house.

Our crazy Boxer jumped through a closed window, a screen door and chewed through a door at that house.

We planted a tiny little magnolia tree in our front yard years ago and now it is a huge tree. Lance swears he is going to check up on that tree through the years.

Its crazy to think that Lance and I bought that house as a family of two (and a half-- I was pregnant), and we moved out as a family of five.

Thanks for all the years of memories and love, Shadow Pine Drive. You will be remembered fondly... (except you, evil air conditioning unit!)

Lazy Halloween

2011-12-19T08:47:00.008-05:00

Halloween is usually one of our favorite holidays.
Need I remind you of Halloween 2010?
Or Halloween 2008?Or even back to Halloween 2005?Well, in comparison, Halloween 2011 was a sad affair. We moved on November 1st so Halloween didn't rank among our top priorities this year. So sad. Luckily, Jen took pity on our kids and took them trick or treating with Ryder. I'm so grateful that she took pictures of the event. (No, Chase didn't even get a new costume for the holiday-- stop judging me!)

And In October...

2011-12-19T08:22:00.007-05:00

I cut my hair. I love short hair. I did it spontaneously, so I didn't cut it quite as short as I wanted. (When you pay $15 for a haircut, proceed with caution). Its has already grown out quite a bit, so it may be time to spring for the more expensive short cut that I really want.
Here is the before shot (kind of an awkward, lame pose-- looks like I really need to pee):
And some after shots:
And here is what I think I want: (of course I have to remind myself that I will neither look like Jennifer Aniston nor Victoria Beckham when I get the haircut).

Back in September...

2011-12-19T08:02:00.007-05:00

In September, these boys had a birthday:
Chase turned 2-- with a Toy Story birthday party

Lance turned 34-- with a decidedly less interesting party (well, it had fewer costumes, anyway)
Have I mentioned that these two are pretty much identical in both appearance and personality -- just separated by 32 years?

Buford

2011-11-09T14:05:00.004-05:00

One the hardest parts of moving was saying goodbye to an old friend-- Buford.

True, we only moved 15 minutes away, but alas, it was too great a distance for Buford.

We bought Buford in 2007 when I was pregnant with Tobin. I had the worst heartburn and was thrilled to have a HUGE, comfortable chair that, when reclined, was practically a bed. It didn't take long for Buford to become "my chair".

Buford was where I would nurse new babies, take naps, read, watch tv, do homework-- pretty much anything that can be done in a seated position.

Because he was "used" so well-- he began to age quickly. Lance and I began to have regular conversations about getting rid of him. I managed to put Lance off for years-- he was ready to kick Buford out of the house long ago. But as of the past year, it took herculean effort to "un-recline" Buford. He was impossibly broken.

And so, we said goodbye. He was a great chair. He is already sorely missed (by me-- not Lance). Farewell old friend. I am sure that you are making someone else very comfortable.

We Moved!

2011-11-03T03:51:00.003-04:00

We are in the process of selling our house (already accepted the offer... just waiting on the paperwork).

We found a house about 20 minutes south in Riverview that we fell in love with. So... we moved! The house and neighborhood are perfect. Here's the house. I'll post pictures of the inside later.

Flipbook

2011-10-16T19:19:00.007-04:00

Its ironic that this kid who is terribly messy, cannot tolerate dirty hands for a second. He loves washing his hands. He comes up to me and says, "hands!"

I was taking pictures of him one day as we were going through the hand washing process. I noticed that the pictures created a flipbook of sorts. Watch his reactions...

1. Asking me (wordlessly-- cause the kid hardly ever speaks) to wash his hands
2. Enjoying the hand-washing experience
3. Just noticed that the water has been turned off
4. Wondering where the water went
5. Once he realizes that the water isn't coming back...(we see this face a lot)

Some Mobile Shots

2011-09-19T13:45:00.008-04:00

I desperately need to update the blog properly... but for now, I will just upload some great phone shots. Enjoy!

Chase insisting on wearing his cape to church
(we did manage to get him out of it before we entered the building)

Tobin rocking Lance's aviator shades

The kids watching a movie at my parents' house

Two Down...

2011-08-23T11:08:00.008-04:00

Today was the first day of school for Zoie and Tobin.

Our First-Grader:

Our Pre-schooler:

This was Chase's initial reaction to Zoie and Tobin being dropped off at school:
But this was just moments later when he realized he could watch Sesame Street (a show his siblings have outgrown) in peace:I'm so proud of my kids. The house is quiet and I am in heaven...

Summer 2011

2011-08-17T16:34:00.011-04:00

I received a text from a friend today that said- "You are probably never going to be black. Maybe just go ahead and update your blog?" (See most recent post for explanation). And so I will update my blog.

This summer:

The kids, and subsequently I, mastered the art of sleeping in. Its heavenly.
I spent the first 6 weeks of summer playing the role of single Mom while Lance worked in Houston.
I visited Lance in Houston and had so much fun (here we are in front of the Houston Temple).
Lance taught the kids how to shoot a bb gun. They love it.

We had a few amazing trips to the beach.
It was too hot to do ANYTHING outside so my kids began to appreciate our cable and dvr.
When I realized the kids were watching too much tv, I signed them up for daily swim lessons.
Lance and I celebrated our 10th wedding anniversary with a weekend trip.
We also celebrated our 10 years of marriage with great gifts. A watch for him and a ring for me!

In June and July, I would have told you that I love summer break and I never wanted it to end. I loved sleeping in and having no set schedule.And now it is August. I am ready for a schedule. I am ready for my kids to be in school. Zoie will be in 1st grade and Tobin will be in pre-school. (In Florida, kindergarten is all day so the state pays for all 4 year-olds to attend preschool for 3 hours a day/ 5 days a week.)

The kids start school next week-- its been a great summer! I only wish it would cool down soon...

In Case You Were Wondering...

2011-07-19T11:55:00.002-04:00

If I were black, I would do my hair like this:

I saw a girl with braids like this today and I thought it was so pretty.

I Love This Kid (Part 3)

2011-07-13T16:29:00.008-04:00

Chase is a one of a kind kid. It is hard to describe him to those who haven't spent time with him. He has a very definite personality. He is cranky and cuddly. He is happy and angry. He is brash and shy. But he is ALL of these things ALL THE TIME.

Chase loves to run. Everywhere-- but especially outside. If he is running, he is happy.

He has an adorable smile. (Much like his dad, he doesn't care for pictures, so I went through 4 months of pictures looking for a recent one of him smiling-- I settled for this one).

He thrives on the chaos that is our house-- most days. He falls right in line with the rest of us-- singing, yelling, and dancing around the house. He is a climber and trouble maker.

But the kid has a temper. Even as a baby, if I gave him a cracker and he did not want a cracker, he would hold it up, scowl at me and slowly crush the cracker in his chubby hand. Like a villain in a Bond movie. If I offer him a toy and he doesn't want that toy, he has to take the toy and throw it as hard as possible. Its ridiculous. And unfortunately, hilarious. A family friend once said- "He is the only kid I know who can scowl while eating a cupcake."He is the baby of the family and thus, spoiled by all of us. He has found that he has very little reason to ever speak. Its enough to raise his hand and "summon" a particular snack or book or toy. And that always seems to work. If you pick the wrong snack or book or toy, he literally turns his nose up at it. As a result, he is almost two and has a very limited vocabulary.

I have been accused of vilifying Chase. However, once he is tucked into bed each night, Lance and I swap Chase stories and laugh our heads off at the kid. We love him so much and are so grateful (most days) that we were pretty much commanded to have Chase. He definitely completes our family.

A "Cool" Father's Day

2011-07-13T15:00:00.005-04:00

Remember my "gripe" post about Mother's Day? We spent a small fortune on our relatively new air conditioner just before Mother's Day. I jokingly implied that I received air conditioning for Mother's Day.

Well, although Lance was out of town for Father's Day, we still sought to find him the perfect present-- something that said, "You are the best Dad in the world, we love you so much". As it turns out, he received this:Yes-- another air conditioning bill that well exceeded the one thousand dollar mark. Ouch. It was an expensive gift-- but nothing but the best for Lance!

Actually, I was able to go visit Lance in Houston for Father's Day and we also got him some edited versions of movies he's been wanting to see for a while. (The Hangover and Due Date-- both hilarious and perfectly edited).

I am known for getting people "fun" gifts that, while slightly entertaining, are fairly impractical. For example, last year I gave Lance a pair of HD sunglasses and last Christmas, I bought Steven a ghost meter and a ghost hunting guide to NYC. In short, I am kind of a terrible gift giver. I have way too much fun in the AS SEEN ON TV store at the mall. I love receiving gifts that are fun and unexpected. I am just now learning that not everyone feels the same way.

So, to keep up the tradition, we also bought Lance an Aluma-wallet for Father's Day. The commercial boasts that it is indestructible and can survive being run over by a car. I can now tell you from first-hand experience that this is not true. The "indestructible aluma-wallet" died a painful death in a Houston driveway minutes after it was opened.

Grandes Pendientes

2011-07-03T16:46:00.007-04:00

I have expressed my passion for giant earrings previously on this blog. I am never fully dressed and ready for the day until I am wearing a pair of ridiculously, unnecessarily large earrings. I love them. They bring a little "glam" to my jeans and t-shirt wardrobe.

My mom and I were on the annual birthday shopping trip last week when we ran into an accessory clearance sale. I found a plethora of HUGE earrings and I couldn't help myself.

That night at a "girlfriend dinner celebration", my friends did not hesitate to let me know that my recent purchases pushed the limits-- even for me. As they were mocking me, they noticed that on the wall of the Mexican restaurant was a portrait of a dark haired girl with ridiculously large earrings. They took a picture and every time I look at it, it cracks me up.

I have awesome friends. I value sincerity and humor above most other personality traits-- and so I love having people in my life who can be blunt and honest and make me laugh at myself (and at them in return) until my stomach hurts.

I Love This Kid Part 2

2011-06-17T00:27:00.004-04:00

I already wrote about the moment in which I first held Tobin. That kid made me smile so big in that moment and I can honestly say that he has made me smile every single day since.It is impossible for this kid to stay in a bad mood. He gets frustrated with his big sister and seems to be inconsolable with anger or sadness. But all I ever have to do to cheer him up is give him a big bear hug. He never, ever squirms away and he always gets a giant smile on his face.

The funny thing about Tobin at this age (4) is that he is just learning a more grown-up vernacular or vocabulary-- without really comprehending the rationale behind it.

Classic "Tobin" story:
Last week we discovered some kind of horrible odor in the car. I couldn't find the source of the unpleasant aroma and I was wondering aloud where it came from. Tobin, from the back seat, says in all seriousness, "Maybe its the Holy Ghost in my heart." I struggled to control my laughter and explained that while its true that we can' t see the Holy Ghost, he does not smell. Undeterred, Tobin offered, "Maybe he's changing his baby's diaper." He was not trying to be funny or irreverent in the least. (Side note: A sippy cup had over turned in the back of the car... causing the smell).

Other "Tobinisms"-

"When I grow up I am going to be Superman.... but in order to make money for my family, I'll also be a chef." (That's just good sense-- every superhero needs a day job)

When I asked him why babies seem to like him, he said- "um... probably because I look so good.... like my clothes and stuff."

"When I have kids I'll name them Max, Bob the Builder, and Stella. I'm going to marry Stella (the little girl I babysit) and this way I'll have two of them!"Like any 4 year-old, Tobin can be an exasperating troublemaker. But he has an intangible quality that makes it impossible to stay unhappy around him. He is definitely a bright spot in our family.

The Unbearable Lightness of kira

2011-06-10T10:53:00.002-04:00

My brother Steven is weird. Hilarious and weird. I told him that I am going to Houston to visit Lance next week and I wanted to drop a few lbs. before then. He decided that we need to make it a competition and naturally, a blog would need to be created to facilitate in the competition.

Here is the blog we started:

http://theotherhungergame.tumblr.com/

Check it out and root us on. The 5 day weight loss sprint is mine-- no question. I excel at short term, crash diet weight loss. The 30 day marathon weight loss event will be more of a challenge. But I like to think I can rise to said challenge.

Wish me luck.

I Love This Kid (Part I)

2011-06-08T21:02:00.003-04:00

When Lance and I found out we were expecting our first child, we were very open about the fact that we WANTED A BOY. Just for the first kid. After that, we didn't care whether we had boys or girls. The first HAD to be a boy. We had a bunch of reasons-- most of which I don't really remember because we had Zoie. Of course, like most parents, by the time she was born we were ecstatic about our daughter. And now, I am so grateful that our oldest is a girl. I honestly say that out loud on a weekly basis.

Let me share with you a classic "Zoie". Last week during Vomit Fest 2011 (see previous post), Tobin and I were down with a stomach bug and Zoie and Chase were healthy (so far). My sweet girl took matters into her own hands and took control of the house. She put Chase (who weighs almost as much as her) in his high chair and made dinner-- mini corn dogs. She then found me on my knees in the bathroom and quietly set down a throw-up bowl and a glass of water for me. She later had me lay down while she read a Dr Seuss book to me (moments later, she got sick). Lance and I joke that she will be running the house by the time she's eight.

Zoie is finishing kindergarten this week. Like many a "Slovacek" before her, she is an insatiable reader and also loves to write. I absolutely love to read her papers. Just today she made a book for her kindergarten teacher:

I KNOW YOU WORKT HARD. I CAN TELL. I LIRND ALOT FROM YOU. I WILL MISS YOU SO MUCH! YOU WERE GRAET!

Her teacher told us to let her write without spelling corrections-- in order to build confidence. And I love it. I love this phase where she expresses herself so well and will probably be sad when she has perfect spelling and grammar.

Zoie is super smart and funny and has (more than a little) attitude. I am so grateful to be Zoie's mom and I am looking forward to spending more time with this girl over the summer...

Not for the Faint of Heart

2011-05-31T20:38:00.003-04:00

I read a blog earlier this week in which the author said- regarding motherhood, "This stuff ain't for sissies." I liked that take on it and wholeheartedly agreed. If any of you are skeptical on this issue, let me share with you a recent experience.Lance is running an job in Houston, so I have been playing the part of single mother. The fun began when Saturday evening Chase threw up on me during a baptism. Mind you-- Chase is no longer a baby with a little bit of spit-up. It was a very embarrassing moment, but he seemed to be better by the next day.

Monday evening it all fell apart again when, systematically, Tobin, Zoie, and I all get sick. VERY sick-- of the vomit variety. The nausea was unbelievable. I felt as though I could barely move and yet-- at least once an hour between 9 pm and 7 am-- one or both of the kids would come crying into my room.

"Mom-- I threw up again."

"Help, mom. Its coming out my nose!"

"I lost my throw up bowl and its all over my bed!"

We began the practice of the "throw-up bowl" when Zoie was on the top bunk and couldn't realistically get to the toilet when she was sick. It stuck. This means that each and every time one of the kids got sick, I had to clean up the aforementioned throw-up bowl. The highlight of the night was when Tobin got sick all over the pup-tent we put on his bed. The "sick" then dripped down onto his bedding, face, hair and clothes. It was awesome.

Everyone knows just how miserable it is to be sick. And every parent can agree that it is heartbreaking to watch your young child suffer an illness. Its just not supposed to happen at the same time! Its like an unwritten law!

I spent last night cleaning up, playing nurse, running a fever of my own, and vomiting in between loads of laundry. Lance and the kids are my life and I wouldn't trade this job for anything in the world-- but I gotta tell you, "It ain't for sissies."

Hurry back Lance.

Go "Lining!"

2011-05-11T09:42:00.006-04:00

I have been a huge fan of the Tampa Bay Lightning since junior high school. My two best friends and I loved going to the games and following the players (and unfortunately, I mean this literally... don't ask).

I was living in Utah in 2004 when the Lightning won the Stanley Cup for the first, and only, time. Since our return to the area, Lance has started watching the games with me and it didn't take him long to get "hooked on hockey". This past season has been so much fun to watch. With new coaching staff and new management, the "Bolts" are GOOD! We love having date nights at the Forum and rooting for the home team.

And now the Lightning are in the play-offs and they are awesome. On game nights, Lance and I set aside the entire night to don our Lightning shirts and watch the game on tv. Zoie and Tobin have even gotten into the fun. Zoie made signs that said- "GO LINING" with a lightning bolt drawn on them. Although, last week--the morning after a particularly exciting game, she gave me a lecture about not yelling so loud once they are asleep. Oops.

Lance and I definitely get a little carried away during the games. After we won a game with a very tense third period, Lance hefted me over his shoulder and ran around in circles, yelling.

The Tampa Bay Lightning take on the Boston Bruins for the Eastern Conference Finals starting this Saturday. GO BOLTS!

The Price of Comfort

2011-05-04T10:37:00.007-04:00

Mother's Day is Sunday. I have had my eye on a few fairly inexpensive treats-- any one of which would make a perfect Mother's Day gift. For example:

I love this scent: This would be great for backyard tanning sessions:

I would love this in the kitchen for my Ipod:
And anything that involves a pedicure is always a hit:

What I did not imagine I would "receive" for Mother's Day is this:
Our air conditioner stopped working on us around 10 pm on Friday night. Around midnight a technician handed us a disproportionately large bill. But our home was cooling off and we wrote a ridiculously large check with a sigh of relief.

Then Monday evening, it began to feel uncomfortably warm in our (usually 71 degree) home. With dread, I looked at the thermostat and it said 78. Something was wrong. We finally got the same company to come back around 10 pm. They said it was unrelated to the issue just two days prior and told us that it would be another $1100 to fix it. We sent the guy packing-- (but not before paying the guy a giant diagnostic fee for his three minutes of work).

A full day later, we got the guy who had originally installed the unit (just a few years ago) to come fix it for a fraction of the cost of the other company. Nevertheless, it has been a hot and expensive weekend (that sounds way more exciting and exotic than it actually was).

I may sound bitter now, but it is 90 degrees outside and I am typing this from the comfort of my 71 degree home. Happy Mother's Day to me!

P.S.- some of my bitterness may be due to the fact that I have not had a Diet Coke or carbonated beverage of any kind since Saturday (4 days ago!) If this is not impressive to you, then you do not know me very well.

Over the Weekend

2011-04-24T21:24:00.007-04:00

I really don't have anything interesting or clever to add (do I ever?)-- a couple of Easter egg hunts and a fantastic Easter Sunday. I just love these kids and have had a fantastic Easter weekend.

Utah Grandma and Grandpa

2011-04-20T19:40:00.009-04:00

Last weekend, Lance's parents came to visit. They are on a massive road trip from Utah and took a rather significant detour to squeeze us in.

We had the best time with "Utah Grandma and Grandpa". We haven't seen them in almost a year and a half, but Zoie and Tobin warmed up to them instantly.Chase, on the other hand:During their visit we introduced them to the world's greatest pizza and also to cuban food (Tampa's specialty). We also made them suffer through hours of a very boring museum (sorry guys). The kids are still talking about the night they got to spend in Grandma and Grandpa's trailer. (Zoie is still trying to convince us to move into a trailer park??) It was such an easy and fun visit.
I have to say that I have the best in-laws in the world. We wish they could have stayed much longer.

Its Official-- now help!

2011-04-10T20:38:00.003-04:00

I am the new Primary President of the ward.

Its a little nerve-racking because I have never been a President of an organization. But I have spent the past two years as the 1st counselor in this Primary. And I genuinely LOVE the kids in this ward. I am excited. It helps that my counselors will be the bomb.

I welcome any great or fun ideas that you have seen in your own ward or others. Send me a message or email me at Kira.Rasmussen@Gmail.com. Thanks!

Penta-Mom

2011-04-06T15:38:00.005-04:00

My brother jokingly compares me to "Octo-Mom" when he calls and can hear all the kids in the background. About 2 days a week, I have a "5 Kid Day". I get a lot of comments (or stares) if we ever dare to leave the house on those days. The truth is-- I really enjoy 5 kid days.

If it were too hard or stressful -- I wouldn't do it. But 4 out of 5 of these kids are unbelievably easy and obedient (Chase being the only exception). And all 5 of them are awesome, hilarious, and fun. I feel like the luckiest girl in the world to be able to spend my days with these monsters.

April 2nd

2011-04-02T08:38:00.008-04:00

I have a theory about the moment that babies are born: Their initial reactions, as they come into the world, are very indicative of their inherent personalities.

Zoie had the loudest scream I have ever heard from baby. She never had that cute little "baby cry". She was NOT happy to have been forced into the world against her will (she refused to come so they performed an emergency c-section). She remains, to this day, a bit of a diva-- or at least, very vocal about her emotions.

Chase was born angry... and cuddly...simultaneously. Weird kid is still angry and cuddly.

But it was the day when Tobin was born that solidified this theory. Tobin was my second c-section. For some reason it was far worse than the first and I was experiencing the worst nausea I could imagine. The moment that Tobin was born was so quiet that I was alarmed. Then I heard a wonderful little whimper that built into a tiny cry. A few moments later, they brought Tobin-- all wrapped up-- to me while I was still on the operating table. The moment I held him, my first thought was, "he is so big and heavy!" (only 8 lbs., 6 oz.-- but he felt much bigger). He looked right at me and stopped crying instantly. He snuggled right into my arms and was silent.

That moment remains one of the most memorable and sweetest moments of my life. (It was immediately followed by a terrible recovery and two months of colic). But four years later, Tobin is still a sweet, happy, and mellow kid who loves to be hugged and held.

Happy Birthday Buddy Boy.

Weakness of Character

2011-03-08T08:25:00.010-05:00

"Any excuse for non-performance, no matter how valid, only weakens the character."

I'm not sure who originally coined this phrase, but I have heard it from my Dad so many times in the past 30 years that I am giving him credit.

So... its been almost a full month since my last post. I am not going to make any excuses. I just didn't feel like writing anything.

... But if I were to make some excuses, they would include:

I have been sick. So sick. Bronchitis (with a "touch" of pneumonia-- according to the Dr.) and a lingering sinus infection. All of that equals me lying in bed with fevers for over a week. Horrible. Sinus infections suck all energy and motivation from life. Here is a picture of the medicine box that we have been relying on for the past month: Pathetic.
My laptop crashed... again. This time I lost about 4 months worth of pictures. What I love about having a blog is that I have posted many of my favorite pictures on here so I can save them again. I am still in the process of re-installing programs like iTunes, and Microsoft Office.
I started watching a new baby a few days a week. She is 7 months old and she is so easy and fun. I am so blessed with the kids I watch-- they are the best! But on the days in which I have 5 kids-- it is busy. Just the logistical operations of highchairs, car seats, and strollers can boggle the mind.

Enough excuses. There is not much to catch up on-- but here is something fun: Zoie and I got haircuts! Here are a few pictures:
I am still not sure about the bangs. (Keep in mind that these pictures were taken the day of the haircut so I was still under the influence of the stylist's skills. I am still learning how to manage layers and bangs on my own.)
Zoie is adorable with her short hair. My mom bought her glasses for her birthday and she is in LOVE with them. She wears them to school and church. The answer is no-- they are not prescription. But she gets mad when I tell people they are "fake" glasses.

Zoie's 6

2011-02-17T11:13:00.008-05:00

Zoie has matured so much this past year. She is hilarious and clever and helpful. I love being her mom. She cracks us up!
Some pictures from Zoie's Big Day:

Girls Day at Busch Gardens-Cute little girls

Big girls having fun acting like little girls

Kira Ann Rasmussen

2011-01-24T11:49:00.007-05:00

I blog-stalk. One thing I hate is when I come across a blog and there is no info or pictures about the author of the blog. How am I supposed to judge them based on appearances? (kinda kidding about that one...)

Mine is such a blog. So here is a reminder about me-- in the event that my readers (my mom and my sister) forgot.

This is Me:
And this is who I am:

I don't care for fruit-- particularly warm fruit (apple pie, peach cobbler, etc.) If you are going to pass a dish off as a dessert, chocolate needs to be the main ingredient! (Except for you, banana).
I am afraid of the dark-- because of ghosts, not bad guys.
I don't consider myself fully dressed for the day until I am wearing ridiculously large earrings.
I have read almost every single James Patterson book ever written.
I love television.
I pray constantly.
I am always in the mood for cereal, microwave popcorn, and chips and salsa.
I only work out and diet because I have to.
I have no tolerance for people who can't laugh at themselves.
I will kick your butt at Seinfeld trivia.
I almost never cry at sad movies. My husband calls me a heartless robot.
I love eating out-- this includes fast food. To quote a friend, "I don't eat McDonalds because its cheap and convenient. I eat it because its GOOD!"
I am very easy-going, but over particular issues I can be the most stubborn person you have ever met.
I only have a few close friends, but I am like the mob. Once you get in my inner circle, it is nearly impossible to get out.
I am extremely punctual.
If it were socially acceptable (and sanitary) I would never wear shoes.
I am a natural born slob, but hate clutter.
I have a degree in History Teaching-- but once argued that Thomas Jefferson was never a U.S. President.
I love my husband more than anything in the world.
I love my 3 kids almost as much as my husband.
I have a very high self-esteem-- with no real talents or positive attributes to back it up.
I love to sing. If I could have any voice, I would sing like Karen Carpenter.
I am never lonely. I love "alone time" and can spend hours alone with my thoughts and not get bored. Lance says I tend to drift off into "Kira Land".
I hate talking on the phone... hate it.
I will not tolerate being tickled. Its not cute and funny-- just annoying and infuriating.
I have always wanted to ride in a motorcycle side car.

That is more than most people ever wanted to know...

Bundle of Joy

2011-01-24T11:44:00.002-05:00

Introducing the newest (and on some days, my favorite) member of the family:

I can't tell you just how amazing it is to be able to vacuum, mop, sanitize and disinfect over 1500 sq. feet of tile and laminate in just a few minutes (particularly when it includes the bathroom floor belonging to three small children)!

I am definitely in love...

"Army Had a Half Day"

2011-01-12T19:40:00.011-05:00

(The title is a Buster Bluth quote from Arrested Development)

This week we made good use of the half day at Zoie's school and met some friends at Busch Gardens. I know I post Busch Gardens pictures ad nauseum, but I came across some funny ones today.

Chase on the Ferris Wheel. He was acting all cool and nonchalant-- but look at how tight he is gripping the seat belt once the car starts moving (2nd picture). Your secret is out, Chase...Zoie and her friend Kaylee rode the Air Grover rollercoaster nine times in the course of a few hours. By the end of the day, the workers were using their first names.

These next pictures are my favorite of the day. Tobin is not quite tall enough to ride the coaster without an adult, so I had to ride with him. He has such an expressive face that I decided to take pictures of him during the ride. Hilarious.

A few more notable pictures...

Farewell Jack

2011-01-12T08:20:00.004-05:00

Lance and I finally finished the last season of 24.

It was a good time for the show to end. There can only be so many nuclear threats, corrupt presidents, moles within CTU, evil Russians, weaponized viruses, and ugly women for Jack to fall in love with. Even now, the seasons are all blended together in my head.

But we will miss Jack. We miss Tony and President Palmer. We miss the anticipation. Even though the events of various seasons became redundant, Jack was never predictable. Who would have guessed that Kiefer Sutherland could be such a bad-a#*???

Although various networks have tried, there just hasn't been another show like 24. There were some episodes that were so intense they literally had me on the edge of my chair, breaking a sweat.

If you haven't seen the show (and you have a tolerance for violence), rent it! You will not be sorry. This is one show that totally lived up to the hype.

Happy 2011

2011-01-05T04:56:00.004-05:00

Celebrating the new year with the two great loves of my life...

We had a fun night with fireworks, pajamas, family, friends, karaoke, RockBand, nachos...

Off to a great start, 2011 is going to be an amazing year!

2010

2010-12-31T15:46:00.006-05:00

Before we ring in 2011, I want to celebrate accomplishments in 2010.

Lance and I realized a couple of long-awaited goals this year. We finally got scuba certified and we got ourselves in shape.

Since first moving to Florida, we vowed to become scuba certified. It took a friend who is a scuba instructor to light a fire under us to get it done. Now, we love it! So glad to mark it off my bucket list.

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This is what Lance and I looked like in November 2009 (be nice-- I had just had a baby!) Pregnancy has never been a friend of mine and Lance was kind enough to join me in gaining "baby weight". We started cutting back on sweets and fast food in 2010, but really got ourselves in gear in April of 2010, thanks to this:From April to August, we worked out 6 days a week, for 1- 1 1/2 hours per day. It was awesome. We were sore for about a month straight, but we never missed a single workout. It was fun to do together and I swear, I have never slept better at night.

For the rest of the year, we tried to workout (or at least run) 2-3 times a week. But the holidays have taken their toll and we are ready to start again. P90x: Round 2 begins this Monday. This time we are starting out stronger and thinner, so we should be ready for swimsuit season this Spring!

Some bigger goals we have set for 2011 include:
Learning Spanish
Starting a Master's Degree (Kira)
Obtaining a Roofing License (Lance)

Keep you posted!

Family Christmas

2010-12-30T17:28:00.011-05:00

As I mentioned earlier, this year was the first Christmas since 2006 in which the whole Slovacek family was together. In 2006, Zoie was not quite 2 years old and the boys were but a twinkle in our eye...So it was an awesome Christmas. Loved every minute of it. Loved having Steven around (I loved having everyone around, but we never see Steven-- so it was extra special). Loved the noise and teasing and laughing that comes with the family get-togethers. My kids were in heaven. Steven flew back to New York this morning and Matthew flies back to Idaho this weekend, so the reunion was short-lived-- but we had a blast.

Here are a few pictures of our Christmas morning. At our home, Santa brought the kids guitars, microphones and even a little piano. The kids have been "rocking out" ever since. (Half of these pictures were taken with my amazing, tiny new camera)

Christmas afternoon was spent trying to connect with all the Rasmussens via Skype. It was a bit complicated due to Lance's little sister trying to Skype from her mission in Chile. But the Rasmussens didn't let a little static and loss of audio keep them from cracking each other up for over an hour.We have the best families in the whole world!

The Christmas decorations are down and we are reluctantly settling into "real life" again. Looking forward to celebrating the beginning of 2011!

Christmas Eve 2010

2010-12-28T20:26:00.001-05:00

We upheld our Rasmussen family tradition and went to Busch Gardens for Christmas Eve. Perfect weather, perfect kids, perfect day.Chase rode his first kiddie ride by himself. He seemed very unimpressed.
We then had our Christmas Eve "Program" with the Slovaceks (the first one since 2006!). This included the nativity play and homemade gifts-- one of my very favorite parts of Christmas. This year I drew Lance's name and made him a "manly" Snugglie. He hasn't taken it off since. (Matt made a Rasmussen Family Puzzle-- which I am holding).

After putting the kids to bed and making preparations for Christmas morning (oh--the batteries!), Lance and I indulged in the 8th season of 24. Needless to say -- it was a late night with Jack Bauer.

Obnoxious Church Photo Shoot

2010-12-28T09:36:00.007-05:00

My Mom bought my kids the cutest little Christmas outfits this year. I ran out of time to take some pictures before we left the house on Sunday morning, so I took some in the foyer and the Primary Room of the church building. Obnoxious, I know. But Lance and I have not been late to church in years-- we always arrive at least 10 -15 minutes early, out of habit. So-- there weren't many people around while I was taking the pictures. I thought the floral armchairs and small brown folding chairs made a particularly striking back drop.

Poor Zoie can barely see over her brothers' bulbous heads.

No More Excuses

2010-12-26T22:18:00.004-05:00

Christmas is over-- I have no reason not to begin blogging again. In an effort of full disclosure, Christmas 2010 really did not have me running around like crazy. I began my shopping in October and completed it on Black Friday. Therefore, using Christmas as an excuse to be lazy on my blog-- really doesn't hold any water. But it seemed as good a reason as any.

So, to catch up: We made Chase an official Rasmussen boy by giving him "the haircut". His mud flaps/ Justin Beiber 'do had to go.Oddly enough-- since the haircut, he has been happier and much better behaved. I understand. Sometimes, when I feel unattractive (pale, no pedicures, grown out hair cut, etc.), it makes me cranky too.

Is it wrong to admit that I kinda like Chase better now that all of his hair is gone? Maybe its the "sunny" personality that comes with it.(In case you are wondering-- yes, that is Tobin playing with Barbie mermaid dolls in the background).

Merry Christmas

2010-12-18T09:18:00.002-05:00

Will resume blogging soon...

Fall Update

2010-11-23T12:09:00.013-05:00

I am guilty of a complete lack of attention to this blog. Lately, any time that I spend online has been devoted to other endeavors: namely, shopping, shopping, and more shopping. I have become a bit obsessive about finding the best deal on the toys that will soon clutter my home. But I am just about done with my Christmas shopping. Time to catch up on everything else.

As promised, my kids are loving this Fall weather-- well, Florida Fall weather:

When inside, they love concocting costumes and putting on "performances" for us:

Chase has, at long last, joined the bipedal folk,

and thus fancies himself King of the Playground. I follow behind nervously-- torn between keeping him safe and allowing him to explore.

I always scoff at the parents of two year-olds who barely let their kid tackle a small slide without some kind of OSHA inspection. And so, I try my best to practice laissez-faire parenting at the park. (And I have a feeling that after writing this, Chase will fall and break his arm and the rest of you will mock me and my laissez-faire parenting tactics... rightly so.)

Aside from all of my online shopping, I am also trying to navigate the world of coupons. (The picture below is a horrible picture of me-- but it shows the weekly chaos I endure to save money with coupons.)

I hate coupons.But as my friends spin tales of their savings, I can't help but think- "Am I really so rich or busy that I can't at least try out this blasted coupon thing?" (The answer to both is 'no'.) And so I try. I get better each week. But I refuse to be the lady arguing with the checker. I usually feel the need to apologize to not only the checker, but also to those in line behind me.

Hours are spent clipping, categorizing, and organizing coupons and making grocery lists. But my savings are (so far) worth the extra effort. A small part of me wishes that it weren't worth it.

I am also gearing up to start my Master's Degree in Education next year. By "gearing up", I mean studying for and taking the GRE, applying to schools, and trying to force myself to think like a grown up again.

Lance had his first campout as the Ward Scout Master last weekend. Camping in Florida is a far cry from camping in his home state of Utah. He will have to be a little more creative to find ways to educate and enlighten the young men on their scouting trips. He is also the 2nd Counselor in the Young Men's organization-- so he gets plenty of face time with the boys. (Lucky him!)

That's it! You are caught up for now...

TEAM COCO

2010-11-17T20:54:00.001-05:00

And all is right with the world....

Balance

2010-11-05T18:19:00.009-04:00

I am an incurable optimist. (At this point-- people who know me well are laughing). But its true-- I am. I am the annoying kind. If you ever want to complain or vent about something, I am the insensitive friend who feels the need to point out how your crappy situation is actually a fantastic blessing.

You feel like you need to lose weight? Just think of the millions of starving orphans in the world!
You have a bad job? At least you are not unemployed.
Did a friend stab you in the back? Just one less person you have to send a Christmas card to. Lucky you!

You get the point. I am an irritating, insensitive optimist. It really bugs me when people insist on throwing themselves pity parties and dwelling on the negative.

But having said that-- here are a few things that suck:
1. Daylight Savings ending. Just when the weather is cooling off and my kids are playing in the backyard for hours every evening, Daylight Savings ends. Next week-- it will be dark by 6 pm, and they will be transferring all of that energy and noise indoors.(This picture was taken a couple of hours ago. If you are wondering why Tobin is wearing his Halloween costume on November 5th-- well, I am wondering the same thing.)

2. Sinus infections

3. Beets- who eats beets... and why?4. Country music. All of it.

I am sure that there are more things that really suck, but those are the only things that come to mind right now.

In order to create balance-- here are a few things that I am in love with as of late:
1. Jeans. The only article of clothing I will actually spend more than $20 on. A good pair of jeans can make you feel comfortable and beautiful at the same time. While trying to lose weight, the actual numbers on the scale mean less to me than the way my jeans fit. As soon as my jeans feel tight, I know I need to pull out the Phentermine and P90x. I recently acquired this pair:

I LOVE them-- like, the thought of wearing them gets me out of bed in the morning.

2. Tampa Bay Lightning. I have been a hockey fan since 1994 (thank you Jen). I converted Lance and we love listening to and watching the games. I am so proud of the Lightning this season (currently #2 in the NHL).

3. Publix Supermarkets- where shopping truly is a pleasure.

4. Blast O' Butter popcorn. I am rediscovering this disgusting, buttery, delicious, artery-clogging treat. If you try it-- bring napkins.And there are MANY more things that I love, but these are the things occupying my simple mind lately.

Saving the World

2010-10-31T22:03:00.001-04:00

Friends and Manicorns

2010-10-30T20:57:00.008-04:00

"Don't cry because its over. Smile because it happened." Dr. Seuss

This past week we said goodbye to some friends who have become like family to us. The Filettis are part of our perfect group of six (three couples). They don't read my blog so I won't go into too many details here-- but suffice it to say, they are already sorely missed.And I would like to just take a second to ask: Now that my friend Brittany has gone to Houston-- who is going to: force me to run farther and faster than I want to, yell at a stranger in order to get a parking spot at the beach, attempt to break dance in the Busch Gardens parking lot, imitate the sea lions at Sea World, make dinner and watch my kids when I'm sick, make me go outside my comfort zone and meet new people, scare the big guy sitting in front of us at the XFC fight by yelling in his ear, harass me into attending volleyball and book club and game day, teach me the ways of garage sale-ing and couponing, play Rockband with me-- or any game, for that matter, and dress up in jogging suits and have a photo shoot?

(Heavy Sigh). We miss Jared and Brittany. Houston is lucky to get them.

On a more positive note, we had a costume party to see them off. Lance, in honor of Jared, dressed as a Manicorn (standing next to "Jacob Black", if you were wondering).I love my Manicorn.

Terrific... but Sneaky

2010-10-28T21:18:00.005-04:00

The whole family has been sick. I am the last of the household to get this horrible head cold. This means that I spent all of last week doling out medicine and wiping noses, and all of this week trying to sneak in catnaps and clear my own sinuses. Blech. Therefore-- lazy blogging.

A few pictures from my camera:

Zoie was chosen as the "Terrific Kid" in her class. The ceremony and ensuing breakfast was quite lavish. Okay-- not really. But I am very proud of Terrific Zoie. (And also very grateful that my Mom came and helped me handle the boys at the breakfast ceremony).

While clearing out my camera, I came across some pictures that I did not take. Zoie and Tobin admitted to being the combined genius behind these fabulous shots:

Attractive.

Success

2010-10-20T09:30:00.003-04:00

We found it! Our quest has found a satisfactory ending.

For weeks we have endured some terrible television-- cliche dramas, predictable comedies... media mediocrity. But we have, at long last, been rewarded for our perseverance!

Hilarious.

The Elusive Fourth

2010-10-18T10:02:00.010-04:00

This is Ryder.Ryder is an honorary Rasmussen. He joins our family three days a week-- while his parents are at work. I figure most of you know this-- but I thought I would clarify my occasional allusions to my "four" kids or the "three" boys. We are proud to claim this kid.

Ryder played a integral role in the "Rasmussen Roller Coaster Ride of 2008-2009". I will spare everyone the long story-- but I know the following is true: Ryder was born on the same day that Lance's former company closed its doors. I know that this was not a coincidence. If it weren't for Ryder, I would not have had the courage to quit my job and have a baby-- two decisions that led us to Lance's current AMAZING job and of course, my son Chase.

Ryder was a blessing then and continues to be a blessing now. He is such a fun and easy kid to be around. He just falls right in place with my 1, 3, and 5 year-old. The kids adore him.

Here is a picture of Ryder when I first started watching him:

Ryder turned 2 this past weekend. He had what is widely recognized as "the best birthday party ever" (that is an actual quote from a discerning 3 year-old). Here are a few pics from the party of the century:

Happy 2nd Birthday to Ryder-- a kid who we not only consider part of the family, but who has also been an answer to our prayers.

Tobin

2010-10-15T11:48:00.004-04:00

Tobin has always been a very happy and sweet boy. Yes, I think "sweet" is a great description of the kid.
Classic Tobin story: Last week there was a GIANT wolf spider on our ceiling. The spider was at the very pinnacle of a vaulted ceiling-- over ten feet high. So, I could not get him down myself. I decided to just wait for Lance to get home and take care of it (classic Kira). The kids looked nervous so I explained that wolf spiders are nice and actually eat other kinds of spiders-- so there was nothing to be afraid of.As I was helping Zoie with homework, I heard a steady stream of dialogue from the toy room-- where Tobin was playing alone. After a few minutes, I checked in on him and witnessed him sitting at his little play table and filling the spider in on the details of his day. He figured that if the spider was nice then they should be friends. When Zoie said- "I hate spiders!" Tobin got defensive and said- "Zoie, he can hear you!"

Naturally, I neglected to mention just what became of Tobin's "new friend" once Lance got home.

Zoie

2010-10-13T10:58:00.002-04:00

I am just so proud of this little kindergartner.

Zoie is the happiest that I have ever seen her. She loves spending time with friends, likes following directions, and adores praise. Therefore, she flourishes in the classroom environment.

Each day she fills me in on every detail of her day (how Kylie wore her hair, a third grader has the same backpack as her, Richard got in trouble, etc.) I love it. She is excited to work on her homework every night and have our nightly reading sessions.

Lance and I secretly get a kick out of our "teacher's pet". She was chosen as the first "Student of the Week", has replaced the Line Leader (who, according to Zoie, couldn't hold still as well as Zoie), and even though uniforms are voluntary at her school--opts to wear the school uniform 99% of the time.

I wonder how long this enthusiasm for academics will last. Third grade? Fifth? I'd love to see it last through junior high. Here's hoping!

Bated Breath

2010-10-05T20:28:00.004-04:00

According to World Wide Words: "bated breath" refers to a state in which you almost stop breathing as a result of some strong emotion, such as terror or awe

I cannot wait for Winter. We are experiencing our first cold snap of the season (lows in the 50's and highs in the low 80's), and I can't help but think of all the things I get to do in Florida in the Winter. Here is a condensed list-- in no particular order:

Take my kids to the park
Use our fire pit and fireplace
Get more use out of our Busch Gardens passes
Open my curtains and blinds (during the summer, to combat the cost of running our a/c constantly, our house resembles a cave)
Drive with the sunroof down
Wear long sleeves and boots
Use the swing set in our backyard
Buy scented candles that can be described using words like "spiced", "toasty", and "burnt"
Go for a run anytime of the day
See the manatees in the Bay
Go camping
Buy a wetsuit and do some more scuba diving

I realize that Florida is the opposite of most other states and that some of you probably look forward to Summer for some of these same reasons. To each his own--

I love Florida winters!

One of the True Joys in Life

2010-09-28T15:52:00.010-04:00

Television. I love it.

Lance and I are always looking for a great tv show. We don't spend a lot of time in front of the tube (lack of cable and dvr make that an impossibility), but we are always willing to rearrange our schedules for a truly great show. Lets just say-- Thursday nights, we don't leave the house (Thank you, NBC!)

On our quest for a great show, we have tried out the following over the past few weeks:

The Defenders
The Event
Hawaii Five-0
Chase
Running Wilde
Outsourced
(like we had a choice-- they threw into the Thursday night mix)

These shows range from unoriginal (Chase) to mildly entertaining(Hawaii Five-O and Running Wilde) to may have some promise (The Event). But we just haven't discovered a great new show this year.

What we have fallen in love with is a great old show-- Larry David's Curb Your Enthusiasm. This 10 year-old show airs originally on HBO so we haven't seen it until recently-- when it went into syndication. Hilarious. Lance and I are addicted. Last night, I took a Tylenol PM at 10, but forced myself to stay awake until 12-- so I could watch the show. My brother makes fun of us for being so late to "discover" Curb Your Enthusiasm.
Side note: We are watching an edited version of the show. I can not fully endorse the content-- so watch at your own risk!

One last comment on this topic: I would like to take a moment to recognize a truly great show that went unnoticed by the general population and was therefore cut down in its prime:Any good shows that you can recommend?

Shark Hunt

2010-09-22T11:49:00.013-04:00

(It was actually a shark tooth hunt-- but that makes for a far less gripping headline... yellow journalism at its best)

Since we no longer have the Discovery Channel, we put the Shark Week dvds on our Blockbuster Online queue and spent all of last week watching them as a family. While watching one particular gruesome show on shark attack victims, Lance turns to me and says, "We need to go scuba diving."

So we did. We went to Venice Beach-- about an hour south of Tampa. It is the shark tooth capital of the world. Scuba divers from from all over the world come to Venice to collect shark teeth. We went with some friends (our first time going without an instructor). It was awesome because it is a beach dive. So we walked past the "common beach dwellers" with all of our scuba gear and took off into the water. In my mind, we would be an extraordinary sight. People would stop and stare, mouths agape at our audacity and bravery. We would salute them as we resolutely marched into the depths of the sea. I even strapped on my trusty dive knife in anticipation of our "shark hunt" (very James Bond). My glorified vision did not come to fruition. If you have ever seen anyone walk with fins on-- you can imagine that our entrance into the Gulf was more of a an awkward, backwards shuffle. We swam/ floated out to the buoys and went under.

The water that seemed so crystal clear by the beach was unbelievably murky 20-30 feet under the surface. It was quite an effort to stay next to Lance. We collected shells, starfish, and sand dollars but only one shark tooth.By the time we re-surfaced, we had drifted so far out that we couldn't see the buoys at all and it took us quite a while to swim back to shore. This was when the panic set in. It occurred to me that the widely recognized "Shark Tooth Capital of the World" probably has quite a few shark residents. While on the ocean floor, they do not seem like much a threat-- with all of our gear and bubbles. But while surface swimming in murky water-- I convinced myself that I looked just like some kind of floundering prey to a hungry tiger shark or bull shark. Lance thought it was hilarious to look behind me and act startled.

Well, after driving my husband crazy with my "clingy swimming" (his fault for making me watch "Shark Week"), we made it back to the beach alive.It was our first (of many, I hope) successful dive since becoming certified.

More Chase

2010-09-20T20:51:00.012-04:00

I just can't help myself...

More pictures from Chase's big day.

Our usually cranky boy began his day like this- (He may very well have inherited his love of birthdays from me)
The good mood continued throughout the day
At Gymboree class-- which he LOVED
And left him like this on the car ride home

Birthday Party
His Cake (Publix made him his own cake for free when I ordered the big one)

Presents
He's our last kid-- so please be patient with the over-abundance of pictures!

Birthday Boys

2010-09-17T12:50:00.008-04:00

Its about time I gave a shout out to our resident Virgos...

This little guy celebrated his 1st birthday on September 16th.

I have dozens of photos of the event and will post more shortly....Stats:

Occupation: spoiled youngest child
Favorite Pastime: being held, growing teeth, drinking milk, standing up, singing himself to sleep
Birthday Fare: French Toast Sticks and his own birthday cake
Birthday Activities: First Gymboree class
Little known fact: He still only has one tooth and up until one week ago, could not roll himself over... must be a late bloomer-- like his Dad.
We really can't help but spoil this kid. He makes us crazy but makes us laugh out loud each day. We love his little cantankerous and expressive personality.

This not so little guy celebrated his 33rd birthday on September 2nd.Stats:

Occupation: Fantastic husband, Dad, professional Project Manager, and newly called Ward Scout Master
Favorite Pastime: If it has to do with motorcycles, classic cars, or guns...he's in!
Birthday Fare: Chimichangas and cheesecake
Birthday Activities: Shopping, eating out, family party, and celebrating a love of unicorns with his friends
Little Known Fact: My nerdy husband raised "prize-winning" pigeons when he was a kid.
We tend to spoil Lance too, but can't help it. The kids and I are so lucky. Lance is what makes our house such a fun place to be-- even in his "advanced years". If he's around, we are laughing.

Happy Birthday, Guys!

Crafty

2010-09-14T10:49:00.017-04:00

Dictionary.com defines the word "CRAFTY" as skillful in underhand or evil schemes; cunning; deceitful

You will soon agree that this particular definition is far more appropriate for me than the archaic definition of "skillful, dexterous". deceitful; sly.

My friends tease me for being obsessed with the toy room in my house. There is good reason for my obsession: the room is right in the middle of my home-- with no doors to hide or obscure one's view of our ever-growing toy collection. I am always looking for ways to make the room seem like an "on-purpose" toy room, rather than an empty space that just happened to get filled with STUFF.
Over the past few weeks, I have taken on some projects in that room. I am not sure what came over me-- I found myself wandering the aisles of Joann's using words like "batting", "vinyl", and "yard". (In all honesty, I really only bought a glue gun... but its a major step for me).

Project #1- Art Display Board
I saw this in a Home Goods Store and thought it would be a perfect way to de-clutter my fridge of the kids' ever-expanding art collection.
It was an easy project that would be unsightly anywhere but in a kids' room-- where it seems to fit in just fine.

Project#2- Window Valance
This was a swing and a miss-- big time. I got cocky after the moderate success of the art display board and my ego caught up with me.
The window is once again bare.

Project #3- Bookshelves
I wanted to put some books in the room, but with a (almost) one year-old and a (almost) two year-old frequenting the room, I needed something other than a traditional book case. I saw this idea online and LOVED it. Rain gutter bookshelves. I mentioned it to Lance and 10 minutes later... VOILA! He screwed a rain gutter to our wall.
Zoie and Tobin keep their library books in there. It is too high for the "babies" to reach, and requires no order or organization.
The transformation of our dining room into a toy room is one of the best ideas we have ever had (Lance and I). It sees more use than any other room in the house and forces my kids to play and read-- rather than watch tv.

My most recent project was yesterday in Chase's room--
Transforming this--

Into this-Four full boxes of baby clothes that my giant baby has outgrown
And an organized closet

(In taking the after pictures, I woke Chase up from his morning nap, which led to this):

Kindergartener

2010-09-03T11:44:00.004-04:00

Zoie started kindergarten last week. It has taken a while to post these pictures (Its a long story... but at the root of the issue was the blasted dollar store!).

All summer Zoie was so excited about starting kindergarten. A few weeks ago, we went to register her at her new school, and Zoie became very nervous and apprehensive. She kept insisting that she would be scared and shy and therefore, all the kids would "think she was a brat".

Zoie tends to be emotional and a bit dramatic, so this fear of kindergarten took over every waking thought of hers. She even told me that she had bad dreams about school. I was starting to get nervous myself-- wondering if this would be a very difficult transition for her.

Enter Grandma Ellen.

My Mom took Zoie school shopping. Even though Zoie wears uniforms to school, my genius Mom managed to find the cutest shirts and dresses, shoes (sparkly, of course) and crazy socks. Zoie also scored a pink Hello Kitty backpack and some kind of weird, sparkly, unicorn "lunch purse".

Zoie was no longer nervous at all and couldn't wait to get to class. That is when I re-discovered a universal truth: Whenever females are faced with a scary situation, peace and comfort inevitably lie in shopping and new stuff! (I am sure that there is a more eloquent way to phrase that).

Zoie has loved school every single day (all ten of them now). Her school is large and I am still impressed with her ability to navigate the grounds herself. She hasn't wanted or needed my help since the first day-- (which was tearless for both of us!)

I am so proud of her (and am enjoying a little peace and quiet until 2:30 each day-- and by peace and quiet, I mean only taking care of 2-3 little boys during the day!)

Taking Orlando by Storm

2010-08-21T17:19:00.010-04:00

Last week, I received the best surprise a girl could ask for.

My friend Jen and I were en route to a weekend Orlando trip we'd planned as a belated birthday celebration. She pulled over at a Bob Evans to supposedly meet her mother-in-law to hand over some alleged rash cream for her son. As we waited in the Bob Evans parking lot, Jen turned to me and said ominously, "She's here." I was just chalking this eerie update to Jen's innate flair for the dramatic, when I look up and see a stunning blonde with a huge smile walking toward us.

"JAMIE!"

Background Info: Jamie, Jen, and I have been best friends since junior high-- even though we haven't all lived in the same state since high school graduation. Jamie currently resides in Fresno, California and we only have a chance to get together every few years.

The three of us have a tendency to talk over each other and laugh loudly in any setting-- no matter how appropriate our behavior may or may not be. Last weekend in Orlando was no exception. Flying high on the unexpected reunion, I pronounced that we were going to "take Orlando by storm".

And we did. Millenia Mall, the outdoor cafe at the hotel, the pool, and several Orlando-area restaurants can attest to the domination of our loud, obnoxious behavior. We even managed to cross an item off my "bucket list"-- singing karaoke in a dive bar. Hilarious. We did what we have always done-- lounged by the pool discussing celebrity gossip, had many wardrobe changes, took cheesy pictures, spent way too long on our makeup, and ate LOTS of food.

I just love these girls. We never break stride. We never have to work to fall back into the rhythm of our friendship-- no matter how much time and distance is between us. We have been friends for 20 years and we joke about being the Golden Girls in another 20. (Of course my jerky friends have proclaimed me Bea Arthur...)

Jamie brought two of her four boys to Florida with her (they stayed with their uncle over the weekend). We were able to get all the kids together before she left town.

Best. Surprise. Ever.

Patience...

2010-08-19T10:25:00.002-04:00

I try not to go more than a week without posting anything. I had the BEST WEEKEND EVER last week and I can't wait to write about it, but all of the accompanying pictures are on a friend's camera. So... I am exercising patience. I only ask that you do the same...

Purpose

2010-08-11T11:53:00.006-04:00

I went jean shopping at a consignment store last week. I was not paying particular attention to the cut of the pants-- just grabbing a handful of jeans in my size from brands I like. Through this practice I did something that I swore I would never do.

I accidentally tried on a pair of skinny jeans.

They looked exactly as I always knew they would. I actually laughed out loud in the dressing room. I tried to take a picture with my phone, but decided that as much as I enjoy making fun of myself, the world was not ready for the likes of SKINNY JEAN KIRA.The Skinny on Skinny Jeans- They are a curse on this planet. Why do we not just call a spade a spade-- as in lets just call skinny jeans "denim leggings."

Unless the circumference of your ankles are greater than or equal to the circumference of your thighs-- you will end up with a phenomenon known as "carrot legs". Not a great look. For anyone.

The only exception to the carrot leg rule is if the skinny jeans in question are paired with knee high boots-- thus maximizing the circumference of your ankle. I live in Florida so this rule does not apply here.

I was telling a friend about my horrifying brush with the skinny jean virus and she said- "I don't mind when people wear skinny jeans." I asked for clarification and explained the carrot leg law to my misguided pal. She responded, "I think that's why I like people wearing skinny jeans-- they make even skinny people look chubby." Ah-- mystery solved.

The skinny jean epidemic does indeed have a purpose on earth-- to make skinny people look chubby.

Hilarious

2010-08-10T10:46:00.001-04:00

Lance and I love going to see comedians live. We are always looking for new comedians (hard to find clean ones). This guy cracked us up every single week on Last Comic Standing-- Tommy Johnagin.

Last night was the finale and Tommy was announced as the first runner-up. We were disappointed, but hopefully we'll get to go see him when he comes on tour to Tampa.

This is one of my favorite sets. Check it out when you get a sec:

Brothers

2010-08-05T22:34:00.006-04:00

I love these two boys.

They just couldn't be more different from each other. Tobin is mellow and easy going. Chase is moody and intense.

Tobin's appearance is truly "Slovacek" (as evidenced by his giant head and stocky build-- like me). Chase is the spitting image of Lance as a baby.I don't know if anyone would ever peg them as brothers, but luckily they both happen to be hilarious and adorable!

A Date Which Will Live in Infamy...

2010-08-03T13:18:00.010-04:00

August 3, 2001August 3, 2003

August 3, 2005
August 3, 2008
August 3, 2010

Return

2010-08-02T10:27:00.005-04:00

I'm back online!
I had to completely re-boot my system-- so I am starting from scratch. My font is weird, my pictures distorted, and my audio still doesn't work, but I am here! I am pretty regular about backing up my photos, so I only lost 2 months worth (as opposed to 4 years!)

As exciting as my return to the world wide web is-- even more exciting is my parents return! The Slovaceks have been back for a few weeks now. The kids can't get enough of "Papas" Time. This past weekend, my parents came and stayed with the kids for two days while Lance and I celebrated our anniversary in Orlando. I just realized that we have been too busy playing with them to get any pictures (SO unlike me!)

Here are a few pictures of the pre-arrival preparations (making posters for them) and the one picture I have of the kids with my Mom:

Down and Out

2010-07-24T20:18:00.002-04:00

My laptop died a violent, viral death. I am bereft at my (hopefully temporary) loss. If I don't post for a while-- I am working in earnest to fix good old laptop-py.

Wish me luck.

Three Years Later...

2010-07-17T07:27:00.005-04:00

My amazing parents served as Mission President (and wife) of the Prague LDS mission from July 1, 2007 until July 1, 2010. I have no doubt that they were absolutely awesome in their calling.

We have loved the pictures and funny trinkets and chocolate that they have sent to us from Europe. We have also loved the example they set for us and the kids of selfless service for the Church. As promised by President Uchtdorf when they were set apart, we have seen tremendous blessings in our lives while they were gone.
They are flying back to Tampa tomorrow. The past few weeks have been a flurry of activity trying to get their house ready for their return. We are SO excited to have the Slovaceks back!

Three years ago, our family looked like this:Chase was non-existent, Tobin was a cranky two month- old, Zoie was an adorable two year-old, I was forty pounds heavier, and Lance--- well, Lance has always been handsome (and has always looked ten years younger than he is).

My parents are returning home to find that this cute little family has morphed into a loud, sometimes obnoxious, fairly large family. Hope they're ready-- cause we can't wait!It is sad that this is the "best" family picture I could find. Lance isn't in it, the kids aren't looking at the camera, and I'm pretty sure I'm falling over mid-picture.

Miracle

2010-07-12T13:52:00.004-04:00

I do not like to clean. I am a natural slob. Growing up, I never minded being surrounded by messes. I just didn't notice them.

That changed when I married Lance-- a natural born neat-freak. Now I have trouble relaxing until I am in a clean (well-- at least "straightened") environment. I am a pro at straightening my house. I do it all day long. But actual cleaning? Blech...

Then today, I purchased this:I love Windex. I do everything with Windex. My Mom and I are like the family on My Big Fat Greek Wedding-- Windex is the solution to any problem. Now that they make a "Multi- Surface" Windex I don't have to feel embarrassed about my gratuitous use of the cleaning solution.

So I came home from the store and cleaned my kitchen with it. I was so impressed that I proceeded to clean all of my appliances and then my bathrooms... and then the laundry room, even the ceramic tile throughout my house has been doused in the stuff. I actually found myself saying out loud, "What else can I clean?"

I am fairly certain that with that statement Hell froze over and pigs began to fly.

SC Johnson: My husband thanks you.

Now I am off to soak all my laundry in Windex and then maybe a Windex facial...

Birthday

2010-07-01T14:05:00.015-04:00

"Solitude is painful when one is young, but delightful when one is more mature. "
Albert Einstein

I must be very mature, then. For my birthday, a friend took the kids for the whole day and I got to run errands by myself! It was amazing. I took a ridiculous amount of pictures to document the fun of my day. I was going to post them all... but its just a bunch of pictures of me. And let's face it-- no one wants to see that.

But there was a lot of this
And this

And a huge grin on my face in every picture

Lance took me out for some shoe shopping and dinner that eveningThe kids came home and we celebrated with cupcakes
It may not look like much-- but it was absolutely perfect to me!

The next day, Heidi and Jen surprised me with a dessert/Eclipse night with some friends. After consuming cheesecake, we went to see the midnight showing of Eclipse at a theater that a friend had rented out for the occasion. It was awesome to walk by all the long lines and slip into the theater just as the movie began. Such a fun night. Thanks again, guys.

When I Was Young...

2010-07-01T07:52:00.008-04:00

Before I turned 30, I never

1. Used products whose labels contained words like "regenerate" or "rejuvenize"
2. Worried if I could still pull off pigtail braids
3. Dyed my hair just so I could cover grays
4. Felt self-conscious in my beloved graphic tees
5. Felt old while attending the premier of this movie:

Now I'm 31 and its all downhill from here....

Goodbye Old NavyHello Ann Taylor and Chico's.

Scuba

2010-06-30T08:15:00.007-04:00

On Saturday Lance and I completed our PADI scuba certification with a couple of open water dives in the Gulf of Mexico.It was AMAZING! We set off from the coast and went about 20 miles out. On just the boat ride out there we saw dolphins, a sea turtle, and a manta ray. I am just so grateful that our little section of the Gulf is, thus far, untouched by any oil.We went about 50 feet underwater by a natural reef. We saw hundreds of fish, coral, sea spiders, huge crabs, an eel, and a giant loggerhead sea turtle swam right by us-- so close I could have wrapped my arms around its huge, graceful body (but I refrained).All underwater photos are stock-- courtesy of Google Images.

Now that we are certified, we are already planning future local dives. So get certified-- here is a picture of our brilliant (and patient) scuba instructor. Thanks Rob!

Heidi and Harry

2010-06-29T10:22:00.006-04:00

We have been playing host to Heidi and her dog Harry this week. They are moving back from Prague and their home won't be ready until this weekend.

Lance and I picked Harry up from the Orlando Airport a few weeks ago. We were happy to do it-- until it became clear that poor little Harry had developed an upset stomach somewhere between Frankfurt, Germany and Orlando, Florida. Without too much detail-- the fluffy white dog came to us in the form of a wet, brown dog. It was a very long ride home. Harry endured several bathing sessions (notice Lance wearing a mask and gloves for the initial bath)-- but Harry quickly regained his happy disposition (and pleasant smell).Picking Heidi up from the airport was an easier experience-- even if it was at 1:30 am. Heidi is bunking with the kids (literally-- she is on the bottom bunk). They love it. They are convinced that she is one of them. They don't understand why she gets to stay up later than them and why she doesn't have to take a nap each day. She has been a great source of entertainment for them (and a great help for me)-- at the beach, at church, in the car, etc.She will probably be very relieved to move out later this week. Here's a picture of a little get together we had to welcome Heidi back to the good ol' U.S. of A.

Grumpy Bear

2010-06-23T07:24:00.009-04:00

This past Sunday we were in a Skype (webcam) session with my family in Prague. As Chase was glaring at the computer screen, my Mom asked- "Is he a happy baby?" Lance and I in unison- "No."

Its not that Chase is an unhappy kid, its just not the first word one would use to describe him. Looking back at baby pictures of Tobin, all the kid did was flash a cheesy grin. Chase has less of a cheesy grin and more of a threatening glower. I am always embarrassed when strangers at the store try to talk to Chase. He just stares at them like he wants to fight them until they back away awkwardly.He does smile and laugh often. But in between giggles he will yell at us. If he is annoyed or hungry or just bored-- he will yell. Not cry or whimper. Yell. Loud. This kid will make himself heard all throughout his life. My friend gave a talk last Sunday and was sitting on the stand and said that she could hear Chase "singing" from our seat on the back row of the Chapel. Awesome.

These are not complaints-- Chase just has a very amusing, one-of-a-kind personality. I do love this age (9 months). He crawls and plays in the toy room and watches cartoons with the others. He is our last kid and will inevitably be spoiled throughout his life... and already seems to be taking advantage of that fact.

Premonition

2010-06-21T09:28:00.004-04:00

Spring 2000:Lance and I had been casually dating for just a few months when he asked me to Sunday dinner with his family (whom I had never met). At this dinner, there was a family visiting from St. George. Lance was playing with all the little kids, and I distinctly remember him holding a little three year-old girl and popping candy in her mouth (despite her mother's orders). I looked at him and got this really strong impression that Lance would be an amazing father. This was a very weird thought for me to have. I was only twenty and was definitely NOT in a marriage/ family state of mind.

Ten years later:
Turns out-- I was right. Lance is an amazing father.
(This is the only picture I managed to capture on Father's Day. Zoie is making Lance close his eyes while she leads him to the dinner table-- where we indulge in Sour Cream Enchiladas and spoil Lance with gifts.)

Failed Experiment

2010-06-18T11:19:00.004-04:00

As Tobin's hair grew and grew over the past 5 months, we began to realize that by the time it was long enough to perm (creating the desired "afro" look), he would be like 7 years old-- and thus, much less adorable.

So, in conclusion....

June 16, 2010 6:08 pm

June 16, 2010 6:34 pm

And my adorable little boy is back.

Summer of the Skirt

2010-06-16T08:27:00.006-04:00

I am not a fashionista-- I do not even have a desire to follow the latest fads and trends. I believe all clothes should be casual, comfortable and flattering. Capris, t-shirts, and flip-flops are my bread and butter.

But I have discovered the joy that comes from wearing a skirt on a hot day. It is amazing what a difference it makes. We have been in the 90's every day for the past month. Therefore, I have declared June- September 2010: The Summer of the Skirt.

I have already procured the following from Old Navy:

To sidestep the formality that comes from wearing a skirt, I have decided to pair them exclusively with graphic tees (which I wear shamelessly-- like a 13 year-old). Add a pair of large earrings, flip-flops, and a chunky bracelet and you have my new uniform.

You have been warned. Don't be surprised to see me out and about in a long skirt and a Sesame Street t-shirt (that says "Its All Good in the Hood").

Missing...

2010-06-11T09:50:00.006-04:00

This morning, I miss George.

Our beloved pug was adopted a few months ago by a kind elderly gentleman. No doubt George is now his loyal, devoted companion. I am sure that in his new home, George gets to do all the fun things that were prohibited here-- sitting on the furniture, licking people's faces, etc. I am sure that he is very happy.

But we miss him. The kids asked me this morning if we would see George in Heaven. I like to think so.

Mornings With the Boys

2010-06-07T09:27:00.006-04:00

This is Zoie's last week of preschool (see my last post, The Graduate). It will be a relief to be able to have lazy mornings-- no more rushing through breakfast and flying out the door to be at school on time. No more loading and unloading a bazillion kids into the car and preschool--only to do it again in three hours. Looking forward to it.

However, I will miss my easy mornings (from 9:15 am to 11:45 am) with the boys. Tobin, Ryder, and Chase just couldn't be more mellow and relaxed. Whether we run errands together-- all three boys packed onto one stroller-- or sit around the house reading books and watching movies, the boys are always low-key and easy.

Some random pictures from my "mornings with the boys"....While Zoie is technically the most well-behaved of the kids, low-key and easy will never be words used to describe the diva of this house. We will have a blast with her around all summer-- a high-energy, emotion-packed blast.

Happy Summer!

The Graduate

2010-06-04T09:41:00.004-04:00

Last night we attended commencement exercises... for Zoie...from preschool.

Like all graduation ceremonies, it was a long, tedious, painful experience. I promised myself that I would not create a digital diatribe regarding the sheer ridiculousness of celebrating a child's graduation from preschool-- or being coerced into purchasing a cap and gown for the occasion (one that can not be recycled because they change the colors each year!)

Rather, I will tell you all that Zoie has enjoyed every minute of her preschool year. She quickly became teacher's pet and her increased knowledge base has exceeded all of my expectations. (And not just letters and numbers-- she has become a subject matter expert on such topics as the solar system, the continents, and tools used on a construction site!)

And she really does look adorable in the graduation get-up...

Kindergarten-- here we come!

Just Another Florida Day...

2010-06-02T13:59:00.008-04:00

Without a swimming pool... (heavy sigh)

Sprinkler- thingy
Water Guns

Sidewalk Chalk
And for lunch-- what else? Hot dogs and Kool-Aid!We kept Chase (aka "Powder") in the shade. Even so, every time an errant water stream would come his way, we saw this face:As impressive as this get-up may be, we are still counting the days until we have access to the Slovacek pool ( and the Slovacek Grandparents, of course!)

Devil's Den

2010-05-31T17:18:00.004-04:00

This past Saturday, Lance and I completed our first open water dive for our scuba diving certification. Thus far, we have only had "closed water" dives (aka-- a deep swimming pool).

We went with our instructor and some friends to a place called Devil's Den-- about an hour and a half north of Tampa. It was gorgeous. I didn't have my camera on me-- but found some stock photos of the place online. It was a bit ominous-- there was a thunder storm rumbling in the distance. as we descended a long, narrow staircase to access the spring.

After we geared up (including a wet suit 'cause it is 72 degrees year-round-- brrrrr!), we were descending about 20 feet underwater and I am thinking-- "why do I want to be scuba certified again? My two worst fears are the dark and deep water." But it was so peaceful and gorgeous underwater. I can't wait to do our final dive for the certification-- a boat dive in the Gulf of Mexico.

Here is a picture of the inside of Devil's Den:
I'll be sure to get pictures next time (although me in a wetsuit is not the most beautiful vision in the world...)

My New Favorite Picture

2010-05-21T11:05:00.002-04:00

Loosen Up the Purse Strings

2010-05-17T10:03:00.006-04:00

Lance and I moved away from Utah when I was six months pregnant with Zoie (2004). I remember that before we left, my friend Valli gave me a blue "whale" hooded towel for our impending baby.

Looking back through baby pictures of Zoie and Tobin-- I have realized that we are still using that baby towel as our primary means of drying off after the bath.

Zoie- 2005

Tobin- 2007
Chase- 2010

Is that gross? I can only imagine the horrors that poor "Whaley" has seen. Its not as if baby towels are expensive. And I have received several as baby gifts since then. I guess there is just something about that six year-old whale towel...

Absence Makes the Heart Grow... Hungry

2010-05-14T12:46:00.004-04:00

I am a foodie. I love food-- I especially love really, super unhealthy food. Despite this obsession (or perhaps as a result of this obsession), I have pretty much been on a diet since November 15th, 2009. Low carb, low fat, low calorie, blah blah blah.

At the beginning of April, Lance and I began a new way of eating. It is not so much a diet as a "lifestyle change"-- healthy eating (a little fruit, lots of protein and vegetables, only "good" carbohydrates, etc.) We are being pretty strict on it for about 90 days-- after that we may allow the occasional pizza to slip into the diet, the occasional splurge on date night.

At the top of my splurge list:

Isn't she beautiful? The Monte Cristo from Bennigan's. A ham and cheese sandwich, battered, deep-fried, sprinkled in powdered sugar and then dipped in jam. Don't judge me-- everyone has that special food that makes their heart palpitate and mouth salivate. (Can you tell that today is a difficult day for me diet-wise?)

For Me

2010-05-10T09:39:00.006-04:00

I just had to share a couple of fun surprises I got yesterday.

1. Our Magnolia tree had its first blossom of the year yesterday morning. I know this sounds lame, but Magnolia trees don't blossom very often and their flowers are gorgeous. We planted our Magnolia tree in the front yard a few years back and we love it. I, of course, decided that the blossom is a Mother's Day gift from Mother Nature to me. So, thank you Mother Nature.

2. My ring. Lance gave me a ring with our children's names engraved on it. I am so in love with it. He got it from this website. I couldn't get a great picture of mine (due to my chubby "man hands") so I am also including a picture from their website.
Other fun treats included dozens of homemade cards from Zoie, breakfast in bed, and a long Sunday nap. I love Mother's Day!

Favorite Quotes

2010-05-09T18:50:00.002-04:00

I came across a page of quotes from Marjorie Hinckley on Goodreads.com. I just love her. I thought I would share a few of my favorites here:

"We women have a lot to learn about simplifying our lives. We have to decide what is important and then move along at a pace that is comfortable for us. We have to develop the maturity to stop trying to prove something. We have to learn to be content with what we are."

"I know it is hard for you young mothers to believe that almost before you can turn around the children will be gone and you will be alone with your husband. You had better be sure you are developing the kind of love and friendship that will be delightful and enduring. Let the children learn from your attitude that he is important. Encourage him. Be kind. It is a rough world, and he, like everyone else, is fighting to survive. Be cheerful. Don't be a whiner."

(That one is my favorite. Nothing annoys me more than wives who perpetually complain about their husbands. "Don't be a whiner", ladies.)

"Be kind. Everyone you meet is fighting a hard battle."

And of course...

"The only way to get through life is to laugh your way through it. You either have to laugh or cry. I prefer to laugh. Crying gives me a headache."

The Hinckleys were amazing people. I love reading President Hinckley's talks and books about Sister Hinckley's life experiences.

To The Moms

2010-05-08T16:43:00.005-04:00

Here are some thoughts on our favorite Moms...

Lori- Lance's Mom:

Anytime the girls share Mother-In-Law horror stories, I stay silent. I don't have a single story. Lori has always been so welcoming and accepting of me. She is so talented, but has never made me feel bad or self-conscious about my short-comings in the domestic arena. She is a fabulous cook, a talented quilter, and is so artistic and crafty that she ran her own framing business out of her home for over twenty years.
Lori spends her time on that which is most important-- her family and friends and humanitarian aid. I have never seen her get caught up in distractions like materialism. She is unbelievably easy to talk to. She even finds ways to spread the gospel of Jesus Christ while living smack dab in the middle of Utah. She has raised five GOOD kids. She is awesome and such a great example to all of us.

Our Favorite Things about Lori:

Zoie: I love going grocery shopping with "Utah Grandma" and love playing with her.
Tobin: I like eating pancakes with her
Lance: She is a saint for putting up with me and Collin (my brother). I owe her more than I can say-- cause I turned out amazing.

Ellen- My Mom:

I have written about my Mom before on this blog. She is just one of the most amazing people that I know. She is fun and enthusiastic and hilarious. Now that I am older and raising my own family, I have so much respect for her. She managed to raise four crazy (not always good) kids without yelling or threatening. She made it look easy-- somehow. She is always happy and laughing and has always been that way. She created the happiest of homes for us to grow up in.
Once we were grown, she left everything behind and moved to a funny little European country to teach the gospel. She loves my Dad so much. I still have so much to learn from her on how to be a great Mom and wife. She comes home in two months and I can't wait!

Our Favorite Things about Ellen:

Zoie: She is beautiful

Tobin: I like to play with her and go shopping with her

Lance: She gets me-- always laughs at my jokes (and isn't that what's really important?) Best Mother-in-law ever!

Happy Mother's Day!

Just In Case You Were Wondering...

2010-05-03T07:59:00.010-04:00

Lately, I have just been posting pictures-- no meaty substance. So today, I will just post some random thoughts and updates (still no substance, mind you).

Potty training is going quite well-- though we are still working on "two-sies". Any advice is appreciated and welcomed.
Last night, I overheard Tobin tell Zoie, "You are the most wonderfulest girl ever." He is such a sweet boy-- I honestly don't know where he got that trait from (and I swear I have taught him better grammar than that!)

On Saturday, Lance and I had an entire "kid free" day. We went to Busch Gardens. We arrived at 9 am, rode our favorite four rides and were back at our car by 10:30-- just as hordes of tourists were stampeding the entrance. Poor saps. It was so hot. I love having Busch Gardens/water park passes. We spent the remainder of the day napping, working out and watching CSI reruns. It was heaven.

I hated the book, "The Lovely Bones" by Alice Sebold. So what possessed me to rent the movie? I hated it, too. Shocker.
Speaking of bad books, Danielle Steele (once a favorite of mine) is absolutely un-readable. She is officially the WORST WRITER EVER! And yet, I continue to find myself perusing the "S" shelf in the library.

After a year and a half, I am still LOVING my church calling as Primary Counselor. I am so lucky.

Not a day goes by that I don't think to myself- "I absolutely love my car".
I am considering petitioning locally for an anti-abortion initiative to be put on the state ballot next year. I would love to have the people of this state decide whether abortion should be legal in Florida-- not the federal courts. I am pleased that Mississippi got it on their ballot for next year.

My parents get back from their (3 year) mission in roughly two months. I don't know who is most excited-- me or the kids.
Zoie is taking swim lessons and is the best in her class. I swam competitively at her age and am so excited for her to learn.

Just a glimpse into the devious mind of a Mom/Mormon/wife/Republican/avid reader/Floridian/daughter, etc...

Safari Day

2010-04-28T17:57:00.014-04:00

Since the freakishly cold weather robbed us of our wonderful Florida winter, we have barely made it to Busch Gardens this year. It is now on the verge of being too hot, so we took advantage of a mild afternoon and went to Busch Gardens today.They have just transformed their kids' land into Sesame Street Safari Land. Zoie and Tobin LOVED it! They got to meet all of their favorite characters and ride some new rides. We also squeezed in a 4-d movie (at least the first 20 minutes of one-- the kids started screaming when they were sprayed in the face with water), and a few animal sightings.
Chase spent the day doing this:
And this:
And a lot of this:I am just proud of myself for managing all three kids at a theme park all by myself.

Being A Mom Is Fun

2010-04-23T11:04:00.007-04:00

After all of my recent griping and grousing....

I took Zoie and Tobin to the water park.
And had a perfect time.
I love my job.

I'm Not One to Brag, But...

2010-04-21T09:52:00.006-04:00

Yesterday I had some friends over for Kassi's birthday. A cake was made in her honor. It was a lovely lavender creation. Instead of proceeding with the birthday celebration, I decided that the beauty of the cake would only be enhanced by my personal touches.

Long story made short-- this was the end result:

I know what you are thinking and the answer is NO-- I have never been trained professionally in the art of cake decorating, but YES-- I really should open my own cake decorating business.

And now to Part II of the "brag post"--

After seeing how quickly I destroyed a lovely dessert, my friend Cindy still allowed me to put blonde streaks in her brown hair.

I do not do hair. Not my own, not my daughter's. Most people with such a lack of skills would not participate in this activity. Not me-- I insisted on administering the bleach myself! Luckily, I had some help:

(I was trying to look like a cool hairstylist. Mental note: Kira, next time you try to look cool, make sure your bra strap is not showing!)

Luckily, Cindy's hair fared better than the cake. I am not going to start charging for my amazing style services just yet, but there have been talks of a cake decorating/hairstyling venture in the near future...

If You're Lucky Enough...

2010-04-15T20:05:00.007-04:00

to live by the beach,

you're lucky enough.