Saturday, May 17, 2008

What a Dad, Part 2

Last weekend we went to Safford again so that Andrew and Frank could go to the Father & Son's campout with Grandpa Merriman. This time they got to sleep in a trailer, and the ward fed them, so it was easier all the way around. Besides, everything's more fun with Grandpa, who is Frank's very favorite person in the world (that doesn't make Mom happy, but what can you do?) Andrew made fun of me for packing so much stuff for Frank, but as you can see, it was COLD up on Mt. Graham!

We also had a little get-together for Frank's birthday at the Thatcher park before we came home. A big THANK YOU to everyone for the gifts, and for coming. There isn't 1 gift that he got that isn't well-used already!

Adam, Rusten, Travis, Reagan, Frank, Emma, Hunter, Camm, and Carson. What a group!

Wednesday, May 14, 2008

Our Garden Saga

My hopes are dashed. I had this great vision of 1 long post letting you all know about our gardening adventures, complete with pictures of the glorious finished product, all green and thriving. But that's not going to happen. Read on and weep with me.

Andrew started the project like a real man. No shovel or rake for him- he needed a tractor! He sang "She Thinks My Tractor's Sexy" 24 hours a day for almost a week until Emma actually asked him to stop! Apparently our dog Daisy is a farm dog at heart, because she was up on that tractor like a shot, and wouldn't get down until he was done. Frank was a pretty good helper, too.

Once Dad was done, it was Mom and the kids' turn to finish it off and bring it to "fruition". I have 4 inch square clumps of green onion and carrots from my 2 little rugrats "helping". But at least these plants are growing! (More on why that excites me later.)

This was the final product after all of our hard work.


So we've been watering for a couple of weeks, and had great success getting plants to come up. We were super excited to watch each little canteloupe, squash, and pepper plant come up this last week. Even Frank could spot a new plant, and would scream at me until I came to look at it. It was an awesome family activity, and it's been great to be able to spend time outside with the kids every evening doing something worthwhile. I've enjoyed teaching them things that I learned in our gardens growing up. It's kind of been like 1 big science experiment for us.

But alas, our little garden was not to be. In the short span of 2 days, some mysterious critter has eaten every scrap of greenery in our garden except for the carrots and radishes. Even the tops of the green onions are chewed off like mowed grass! Everything else is just GONE. It's not rabbits because we've got rabbit fencing up. It's not birds because the plants haven't been ripped up by the roots. I haven't seen 1 worm or caterpillar, and no bugs of any sort, either. We managed to thoroughly stump the experts at the nursery today. What will eat anything in a garden except radishes and carrots? Anyway, we had to start all over again this afternoon. The kids and I ripped up the furrows and re-planted the whole thing.

So this is what it looks like now. We had to buy tomato plants to experiment with pesticides. We didn't want to re-plant everything only to have it get eaten again, so we had to install some plants to play with. Hopefully this time it'll go smoothly, and we'll be sick of eating squash soon. (One can only hope it's sometime before December, at this rate!).

Tuesday, May 13, 2008

HELP!!!

How on earth do people have large families? I think I might lose my mind! I currently have 5 kids locked in my house because it's raining outside, and let me tell you, my house is MUCH too small for this many children. It doesn't help that I'm totally sleep-deprived, cold, and think I'm coming down sick.

Let's see- things to be grateful for:
1. It's raining! Good nourishment for the garden.
2. I'm all out of ideas. Let me know if you can come up with any.

Thursday, May 8, 2008

Happy #2 Frank!

2 years ago today I was laying in the hospital all set to have a baby. Little did I know the surprise and pleasures that would await me after the birth of my little Frankie. He is the angel that grounds our family, and I can't imagine my life without him.
He was beautiful right from the start.
Happy Birthday Frank!

Tuesday, May 6, 2008

What's your idea?

I was just reading a friend's blog about a crazy whirlwind weekend trip they just took, and it got me to thinkin'. Almost every vacation we ever take ends up being a crazy track meet. Andrew learned how to vacation from his dad, and their vacation motto is "You can sleep when we get home." (I know, I've vacationed with his dad, too.) Anyway, we usually run at about 60 mph the whole time, seeing every little thing and doing any available activity just so that we can say that we did it! We undoubtedly return home needing at least 3 days to recuperate before the bags can even unpacked or laundry done. I'm not saying it's not fun, and that we don't do a lot, but sometimes you just need to put your feet up, you know?
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So, my idea of the perfect vacation is about a week and a half in the pines somewhere. It has to be during the summer because I don't do cold! I'd like a cozy little cabin with a gas fireplace and a well-stocked freezer (so I don't have to do any type of work), and a nice feather bed. This cabin also needs a nice front porch with rockers, and a hammock in the front yard that I can lay in all day long and read the 20 books I brought with me. Oh, I'm salivating even writing about it. Maybe I need a vaction, if this is all so vivid in my mind!
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Just a thought, am I a bad mother if I can't find my husband or kids anywhere in this little fantasy of mine? Well, let's just pretend that I left them home.
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So, let's hear it! What is your idea of the perfect vacation? No restrictions, just whatever would make you supremely happy and content. I'll be waiting to hear from you, and if you have any really good ideas, maybe we can leave the families and sneak away together!

Monday, May 5, 2008

What a Dad!

This last weekend Andrew took Frank to the Father & Son's campout. He tried to take him last year, but decided that 11 months might be a little young, so this was their first time out mixin' it up with the other dads and boys (and mom's 1st night away from Frank!) I totally embarrassed Andrew by insisting that he take the camera and document it for me. Actually, I told him that if he wouldn't take pictures, I'd come hide in the bushes and do it myself. I was so excited, and Andrew was just chomping at the bit to take his little man out and do the father/son thing. We sold our camp trailer a few months ago and Andrew didn't want to bunk with anybody else, so he actually bought a camper for his truck off Craigslist and they tossed some mattresses in the back and roughed it. Let me tell you, his "rusty truck" (Emma's name for it) looks REALLY redneck now! The white camper doesn't exactly match the gray and brown primer spots, but it makes a heck of a playhouse for the kids! Andrew backed it up to the trampoline the other day and the kids had a picnic inside. Yeah, we're hicks.Overall, it sounds like they had a fun time. You know how men are- it's like pulling teeth to get Andy to tell me any good details about the campout. But, they both had a great time and I guess that's what counts. Apparently Frank was the youngest kid at the whole campout, and all of the other dads were very impressed that Andrew brought him. Come to think of it, Frank does look pretty small compared to all these big people!

They had so much fun that we're going to Thatcher this weekend to repeat the experience with Andrew's dad and his ward. What can I say? Andrew's a fantastic daddy!

Correction From the Editors

We here at the Merriman Daily Times strive to report our news in an unbiased and efficient manner. However, occasionally we print information that could be viewed as inflammatory or offensive. Apparently this was the case with the article entitled "What, a Temple? Where you Say?"

We have received many complaints and protests from concerned citizens regarding the statement that the Gila Valley's main claims to fame were the new (teeny, tiny) Home Depot and SuperWal-Mart.

In order to be unbiased and balanced, we would like to print some comments received in regards to the aforementioned article.

"What the heck? The Gila Valley has more going for it than just Wal-Mart!"
"Yeah, we have Eastern Arizona College and the (copper) mine, too!"
"And did you hear they're trying to make it Eastern Arizona University? It'll be a 4-year school soon!" (they've been trying to accomplish this since I went there 8 years ago!)
"We have an Ashley Furniture store now!"
(names withheld to protect privacy- you know who you are!)

I suppose that we here at the Merriman Daily Times stand corrected, and would like to apologize to anyone that was offended by our article. We will try to be more considerate in the future.
By the way, the Gila Valley is also fortunate to have some guy named Earl the Magician in residence there. Now that's what I call big time!
(Sorry, guys, but it's Safford, not New York City!)