Post-it #159

Allison FINALLY learned to walk in March. She was 16 months old, but still didn't walk very well at all for another month. Silly girl.

Post-it #158

Flowers from David March 30, 2015

151st Passage

Easter happened several months ago and I even took some pictures. The kids all got new clothes in an Easter package from Great Nana. See how cute? The clothes, I mean. I couldn't get a single photo with every child looking at me AND smiling.

We also went to an Easter egg hunt and potluck thing, which was fun.

However, we didn't get any pictures on the actual day of Easter. I had just had a miscarriage that went wrong and wound up in the ER with lotsa blood loss and wasn't feeling well enough on Easter to do much. Though I did send David to the store to get things for the kids' baskets.

150th Passage

March highlights:
I'm so far behind, that I'm just going to post pictures from March and do one big post.

So adorable seeing Alli follow in Daddy's footsteps. Okay, maybe just make his piano playing less musical.

Alli LOVES animals. She got a great deal of joy out of tormenting Daisy.

This didn't go anywhere, except to the annoying place of Alli always wanting to sit on the potty for no reason. 

 Morgan often gave Alli rides on the tricycle, which she loved. Then it got left being the van and crunched when David was pulling out one day. 

149th Passage

Morgan and William had their Cubscout Blue and Gold Banquet back in March. They both made a cake for it.

 Morgan went with the pot of gold at the end of the rainbow. It was very near St. Patrick's Day.

 William did a country road with a hotwheels car. This was after I told him we weren't skilled enough to make a cake of Jesus. Plus, who wants to cut into a Jesus cake?

They both won awards for their cakes, but, alas, it was so far in the past that I do not remember what they were. 

148th Passage

We celebrated our third wedding anniversary in March with an overnight stay and an airbnb place in Boise. David got me some lovely flowers. 

 Then we went to The Melting Pot, which has become a fun tradition for us. 

 We stayed at a lovely home on the Boise Bench, which had a hot tub that we were able to enjoy. It was kind of like going to a hotel, except we didn't ever see anyone, including the owner of the home. All interaction was via text message and email. We stayed in their basement, which was nicely decorated. They even left complimentary snacks and sodas and water and stuff. We had access to their kitchen, but didn't want to use it. Instead we went out to breakfast, then headed to Wahoo's for some mini-golf. 

 David got the hole-in-one on the last hole, which caused the fireball. Fun stuff. 

It was a fun stay-cation. I think my mom watched the kids for us, so, thanks, mom! If it was you...it's been too long. 

147th Passage

Here are just some cute pictures from our cutest family member.

This one was from a day that Allison wasn't feeling well. She just wanted to cuddle with me, but when I had to do the dishes snuggling up on the soft chair with a blanky next to me in the kitchen was okay for her too. 

 She still wasn't walking in this one, but was starting to learn a little bit with this push toy. 

 Alli found the glitter and made a giant mess.She also sampled some because the next day she pooped glitter. 

 Just cute. 

 One day I found her sleeping like this. The only part covered by the blanket while she slept was her head. Silly baby. 

146th Passage

America's Got Talent held auditions in Boise this year, so I signed David up! He practiced several songs and we went back and forth on the one he would ultimately audition with. We landed on Say Something with him playing the piano. He brought the guitar just in case they asked for more.

David took the day off work and we got a babysitter and went to the BSU campus. Auditions were at the Taco Bell arena. I can't remember what time we arrived, but it was before auditions were supposed to start and the line was HUGE.

 David got an official AGT number and sticker.

 The line wasn't moving fast. We got to know the people around us pretty well and after awhile David decided to keep boredom at bay by cracking out the guitar. He played and sang popular tunes and the people in line around us all joined in. It was fun. Also cold. It was really cold and David never thinks he can get cold so he didn't even bring a jacket. He regretted it.

After hours of waiting we finally got to the sign that said Front of Line where they let us enter the building.

 Once inside we saw more gigantic lines.

 After waiting through that line we got David checked in and he had some paperwork to fill out. Then we waited more. After awhile his number was called, along with many others.

We then went to a different waiting area next to a door. Beyond that door was a judge. People kept getting called in to the room for their turn. After waiting for another eternity David got called in, along with many other solo artists. Here's my post on facebook about it.
We are on our way home. Here is the rundown. David got called in with 9 other solo artists to the judging room. It's where I left him. But I could hear him through the door and he sounded great! He said that they video recorded all the performances and called them up one at a time. They said their name, age, and the song they were performing. They played their piece and the judge could cut them off at any moment. David said there were only a few other actually good singers. The less talented got cut off early by the judge, but David and a couple others were allowed to finish. That's a good sign, right? We won't know for a few weeks if he moves on to the celebrity judges. 6 hours in line for 90 seconds of auditioning! But it was fun.
David did say that the speakers from the keyboard faced out at the camera and judge, and for the first of the song he couldn't hear it at all so he didn't know if he was singing on pitch or playing the right notes. But when the volume picked up he could hear it and felt more confident.
We never got a call back, but that's okay. It was a really fun experience and we don't regret it.

145th Passage

In early February David and I took a needed get-away for the weekend. We went to McCall to see the ice sculptures. We took a picture on the road. Yay for being kid-free, thanks to Lisa for watching to crew!

I booked a cheap motel just outside of McCall. It was...cheap. While outside was a snowy, slushy, mess, inside was a tropical paradise. See?

See the two doors on either side of the bathroom area? Yeah, those weren't closets. They were locked doors that led to the rooms of our neighbors, but they were definitely as thin as closet doors. We could hear conversations spoken in normal volumed voices. And it was slightly creepy when the door handles would suddenly rattle as the person on the other side tested the doors.

 Nice touch with the bathmat on the wall. 

 Loved the chest-height shower-head and moldy walls and ceiling in the bathroom. 

 After depositing our stuff at the motel we drove over to McCall to see the sculptures. However, it was unseasonably warm when we went. We even had rain. So this is what we got to see...

 Lovely, no? We stopped for dinner at a Chinese restaurant that we ate at on our Honeymoon. Then we stopped at a grocery store for some snacks where David got to try on hats. 

 The next day we waited for over an hour for our breakfast at The Pancake House, and instead of looking for more sculptures we just decided to go back to the Treasure Valley since the weather and ruined them. On the drive back we stopped at a fun bridge we saw that crossed the river. 

 Since we left early we didn't want to be gypped of date time with a babysitter already on board, so we stopped at a ceramic painting studio in Nampa. On our honeymoon we painted a butter dish that I dropped awhile back and broke. We stopped at the same place in McCall to see about replacing it, but the prices were too much to stomach. But the one in Nampa was very reasonable and had a butter dish. Score! We spent half as much as we would have in McCall. David painted the blue flower side and I did the pink flower. 

While this post may have made it sound like a big bust, it really wasn't. Yeah, the motel sucked, but it was fun to joke about and we weren't even murdered in our sleep. It's true that there were no sculptures left worth looking at, but it was still fun to walk around McCall together.  Lots of nostalgia and lots of new memories.