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10.27.2009

onze ans

I know...it's surreal...E is eleven years old. Unfortunately, it means that we're eleven years older, too, but it's been an awesome eleven years with him around. We absolutely love this kid!






































































































After J took Ed and some friends to play lasertag for his birthday party, he came home to find other friends here ready to have a "family" party with him.















































Opening tickets to see two piano legends, Billy Joel and Elton John, in concert. I'm going to go with him. Did I mention I am taking piano now, too?
























Trying to blow out the candles with his nose. Gotta love 11-year-old boys. TMI?



Happy Birthday, Ed!


9.04.2009

les jours des fetes

You may have caught on that I try to promote a mostly vegan diet of whole foods. I haven't always been this way. Not at all. And it's not an easy transition to make with four kids and a husband who haven't always been this way and aren't as sure this is the way for them. When birthday parties roll around, especially piggy-back birthday parties, all I can do is look the other way and remember that this too shall pass and it won't necessarily mean my kids will come down with type-2 diabetes or die young--I hope.

Our birthday traditions of letting the kids choose their favorite breakfast and choose where we're going for dinner (because let's face it, "vegan*ish," they always want out for dinner) have led us down junk food road this year yet again. SoSo's party landed on his actual birthday, so his birthday was basically a harbinger of chronic disease.

SoSo's Birthday Menu
Hootnanny Cake (oven pancakes chock full of eggs, butter, worthless flour, milk, sugar & a pinch of salt)** & Juice for breakfast
Donuts & Ice Cream & Soda at the party (this pretty much turned out to be lunch, too)
Taco Bell for dinner (at least it's inexpensive death)
Cake and Ice Cream for dessert (family celebration with JJ & Dine)

The whole gang around the table (of course I forgot to charge
my camera battery, so there are only a couple of shots of his party)...
when LiLi saw this photo as I was posting it, he made me pause on it
and drooled (and I quote), "See my ice cream? Yummmmy, yummmmy."


"Let them eat cake" takes on new meaning...(this is classic LiLi)



Though it may look like SoSo is dreading the junk food
he's about to eat (I sure was), he's really just a shy boy hiding
behind his hands as we sing to him.

It is a tad comforting that the kids probably worked off a lot of the calories at his party. A huge indoor jungle gym, glow-in-the-dark mini golf, and an arcade meant tons of action and a great way to spend a couple hours.


Ran out of individual candles for the family celebration,
didn't have a "7", and so we made do with "1" and "6"
(simply helping him get ready for school again)







Thanks for the spider cake Dine and JJ!



Chlo Bo's party wasn't on her birthday, so the overload was spread out over two different days...thank goodness.

C's Birthday Selections
French Crepes** & Juice
Ribs & Soda & Mashed Potatoes for dinner at Famous Dave's BBQ (Dave's not exactly fond of vegetables either; he and C get along)
Baskin Robbins for dessert
Godfather's Pizza for her party lunch (I did offer watermelon and carrots to go with it--not a single carrot was eaten)
Cupcakes & Ice Cream at her party

Has your stomach lurched just thinking about all this junk? Mine has as I sat here and typed it all up. But again, it was good that C's party was action-packed. We took the party ice skating for a couple hours first.











Go Babe











Decorating their own cupcakes...


A rainbow in the making














Though a decadent whirlwind, our party week was fun. And let's face it, I'm a realist. Even though I didn't like what we were eating, I realize that birthdays are "vacations" from the day-to-day and that there will be more of them. So after her party, I replaced the lid on the the Pillsbury Cream Cheese Frosting can and set it on the shelf in the fridge...right beside the organic vegetable broth.


**C's taste buds are so refined that she always catches me when I sneak in alterations, so I didn't do it for her crepes. It was her birthday afterall, and I didn't want to have to battle her. And believe me, she would put up a fight about it. But SoSo doesn't ever object, so here's how I tweaked his Hootnanny to soothe my conscience a little (and C ate it just fine): used organic cage-free eggs, split the flour 50-50 between worthless regular flour and whole grain brown rice flour, split the milk 50-50 between water and organic whole milk, cut the butter in half, and used real unrefined sea salt instead of table or kosher salt. Also, I now make my own syrup so that I can reduce the amount of unnecessary chemicals and preservatives in our diet.

sept ans


It's now just a couple days later, but there's a new kid to shoot. Even though C and S are two years and two days apart, when their birthdays roll around each year, they are only two days apart--and it feels like they are only two days apart (more about their parties coming later). So here is SoSo, on his 7th birthday, with a fresh haircut for school (which begins next week!) and his ever sweet face and a dog all over it.












neuf ans

Just in time for 4th grade (school begins next week!), our baby girl celebrated her last single digit birthday a couple of days ago. And though I haven't even begun to blog about 99% of our summer (maybe when school begins next week?!), I have begun to realize that if I don't try to keep up with the flow--occasionally going back in time to catch up--I'll never catch up. So here is C in her 9-year old glory. Click on the photos for a better view.





A kiss and a gift from Aunt Dine

6.13.2009

joyeux anniversaire a nous

At Zumba today, we cooled down to "Seasons of Life" from "Rent." The song is all about how you measure a year of your life and what makes it meaningful to you. So there I was: bending and stretching and listening and thinking...almost on the verge of tears. I just felt so much gratitude and love for my life and my family. Fortunately, I kept it together and moved on to our ab exercises, saving myself from embarrassment and questions.

At the beginning of this month, Jason and I celebrated our birthdays, both good occasions to reflect on this season of our life. With 14 years of marriage under our belt next month, four kids, and even a dog, we're no longer newlyweds, yet we're not quite middle aged either. We will have a child who can drive in 4-1/2 short years, and our "baby" is four. As of yesterday, Jason is serving in our bishopric. I'm beginning to pluck my grays, and Jas can't even count his.

We are growing old together...and it is full of love and goodness and wonder. I am loving this season of our lives.


The girls



From Nadine



















The boys



With roses from our garden



A little "Hero" for our hero...