Babbling Brunos

Christmas 2011

2012-01-01T15:29:00.001-08:00

Blogging has been on my to-do list for months. It took a sick Holly, which meant 3 extra hours that would normally have been spent at church, to finally get to it. So here she is to start off this tribute to the Bruno family Christmas.

This is the only picture I have of our annual tree cutting because the camera broke right after I took it. The morning was magical. It was cold enough that the trees were frosted and the rain was beginning to turn to snow. Some friends happened to pull up at the tree farm at the same time as us which made hunting through the forest to find the perfect tree even more fun.
I loved Christmas at the kids' new schools. Both Emily and Connor had Christmas performances that were fabulous. I forgot the camera for Em's but here's a picture of Connor being a pilgrim in his 5th grade performance (representatives from all the different holidays helped make Christmas happen-that's why he was a pilgrim). The kids also did awesome at the Christmas piano recital and I was able to sing with Cantico, a local choir, at The Old Church downtown. It was a fabulous concert!

Ward Christmas party with a visit from Santa!

I wish I had counted the hours spent in my kitchen during the month of December and the amount of treats and food that were made. I love to bake and what better time to bake then at Christmas. Yum! Of course, my New Year's Resolution is to take a break from all the treats. We'll see how long that lasts! On the edge of the counter it a Christmas music book. I would also like to know the hours spent in music in the month of December. Baking and Music. That just about sums up my December.

Lasts years photo of Sleigh Ride piano duet. Not posed.
This years photo. Posed. Wouldn't be Christmas without a visit from the Barkers.
When I was a teenager my family would always visit a hospital and sing carols to the patients. I loved it and have tried to keep the tradition alive. Getting into hospitals isn't as easy as it was then so we visit an Alzheimers care center instead. It's one of my favorite traditions.

The old ladies adore Grant. He was so cute to go right up them and give them his hand so they could squeeze it and tell him how adorable he is. I don't know that he liked it which made it all the sweeter. His little Christmas gift.
After we sang we got out a little Christmas Eve energy by walking in the nature park. We even got a good family picture out of it.

Singing Brenda's arrangement of Silent Night. Always a treat to sing with her.

Nativity complete with a lion from Africa for Heather. There are many benefits to a big family. One of which is a nativity cast!

Kids anxious to receive their Christmas Eve gift.
Pajamas!
9:00 church on Christmas morning seemed like it would be impossible. But we did it and even had time for photos before church! My little Christmas miracle.

I hope I never forget how cute Grant and Holly were this Christmas. They were so full of energy and happiness. I love the magic of Christmas!

Rick made Holly's day by letting her give him a makeover.
Emily spent the entire day at her new desk working on her crafts. We wanted to get her a desk and were thrilled when a few days before Christmas the neighbors had a desk on the curb with "Free" written on it. We sprayed it white and it was the perfect gift!

Abbie's cute new Christmas outfit. Love this picture of Heather, our New Year's Eve star. We had a fun party but missed some of our regulars. Hopefully next year!

Minute-to-win-it games were super fun this year!

Emily with straight hair. It's a rare occasion because it takes almost an hour. Luckily Aunt Heather was willing to give her the hour.
I'm sad to see the holidays come to end. It was a magical month. Can't wait to see what 2012 brings for the Bruno family!

The Merry Months of May and June

2011-06-19T14:09:00.000-07:00

In January Heather and I went for a winter run in the Nature Park, my favorite place to run. She was nice to play the psychiatrist as I deliberated over our upcoming move. We were still able to get out of the purchase of our new home and I was thinking of every possible reason we should do so. One big stress was where the kids would finish school for the year and knowing that staying at their schools would mean lots of driving. I know I cried during the conversation and wouldn't be surprised if the thought of trying to get Grant a nap in between all the back and forth was enough for the tears to swell. That sounds silly but I like my babies to have what they need. I agonized over everything and couldn't imagine how it would all work.

Well, we did it. As you can see, Grant is doing just fine. He even enjoyed his first popsicle. He got all the sleep he ever needed and besides the extra gas money we spent, everything went smooth as we drove back and forth every day. It gave us all down time before and after school, we were able to watch as the clover bloomed (wish I had a picture of that-Beautiful!!), we enjoyed the horses and chickens on the drive, and I only had one stoplight to deal with every day. Thanks to good friends I was able to limit the drive to only a few times every day and I was often forced (thankfully) to spend a little extra time visiting.

I'm a master stresser and the worries over Grant's nap have been replaced with worries of Rick's job. His contract job ends next week and he will be unemployed. I'm trying and mostly succeeding to keep calm and realize that things will be just fine. I stressed about so many unnecessary things with the move and everything was fine. I'm certain when this job issue is resolved I'll look back and realize that what seems so impossible is really very doable. And if not, I'll deal with it at the time.

Here is all the goodness that was going on in between my driving to and from the school.

Steph came for a glorious visit and this is the only picture I have to prove it. We were way to busy just living life to be taking pictures. Can't wait for the next visit.

Both the girls were beautiful dancers.

Em and I went on a fun field trip to a farm.
Holly and I went on a preschool field trip to the nature park.

Connor crossed the plains (around his school) in a reenactment of the Lewis and Clark expedition.

Grandpa visited every week. We miss him now that he is working Graveyard shift and our schedules don't match up as well!
We survived the coldest camping trip ever. When we pulled up in a blizzard I almost turned around and drove the three hours back home. I'm glad we stayed. I spent the majority of the time keeping warm by the fire and was grateful for the wonderful company who joined me.

Abbie and Connor both competed in Battle of the Books tournaments as the top teams for the school (forgot to bring my camera to Connor's battle).
All three kids were in the school talent show. I don't have pictures of them doing their talents but in between each child Holly, Grant and I had an hour to explore. It ended up being one of those times that it was fun not having the option to go home in between. We found some adorable baby ducklings.

And Grant got to play with the big kids at the school. He didn't love it quite as much as they did. They couldn't get enough of him!

The day ended with the most adorable fashion show put on by a good friend.

Now that summer is here we are waking up when we want, spending the day reading and playing, resisting the urge to drive to our old stomping grounds every day, and anxiously waiting to see how wonderful the next few months will be. I'll keep you posted!

Ode to Rain

2011-05-15T12:42:00.001-07:00

(Because my options at this point are to find the good in the rain or pack my bags and move somewhere sunny.)

Flowers everywhere. This alone is almost enough.
Big Beautiful Berries. This alone IS enough.

The smell of the nature parks we visit often, especially after the rain.
Green, green, green. Who knew there could be so many shades of green.

The fact that in the 9 years I've lived here it rarely rains between the hours of 8-9 AM when I am out running.
And when it is raining I've learned to hardly notice it.
And I've learned not to wear cotton sweats and shirts so I don't have to wring out my clothes when I'm done.
And I'd pick a rainy day to run over a really hot one.

Whenever the sun does choose to shine I feel justified in dropping everything and basking in it's warmth.
And for the month, or maybe two if we are lucky, that we do get sun, Oregon is a glorious place to be.

If it wasn't for the rain, I wouldn't be able to enjoy the expression and comments my kids make when the sun comes out.
They usually hide from "the big scary ball in the sky" (Quote taken from the local newspaper). They just aren't quite sure how to cope with it's brightness and warmth.

I'm rarely warm enough to have to deal with sweat-take that Steph.

Sports events get cancelled often and I love when things get cancelled. It means an extra hour or two that I didn't know I would have.

It's a good excuse to put off working in the yard for another day, and another and another.
I never have to water anything.
The stream in the backyard gets bigger and more beautiful with the rain. How can I complain when I get to look out at this every day?!
So rain away Oregon. I will stay true to you and your beauty because of the rain.
And I'll spend the day inside, by the fire, reading a good book.

Happy Mother's Day!

2011-05-08T18:36:00.000-07:00

I really love this bunch of kids. It was a joy jumping back in bed after I was already showered and dressed and being greeted by these little faces, cards, presents and breakfast.

I also loved a day when I got to call the shots and the kids attempted not to complain. That meant a walk, even if it was cold and rainy. It also meant game time and I got to go first every time.
It's a very good thing that there are sweet moments in the midst of motherhood. Because these are moments, not the norm. Most of the time I'm trying to think of ways to escape the insanity. But stuff like this keeps me coming back for more.
And doing cartwheels to celebrate being a mom to five wonderful children!

Piano Recital

2011-05-08T18:28:00.000-07:00

I had my first recital at my new home and loved how well we all fit! Everyone did great, my own kids included. I played a duet with Emily so I don't have a picture of her.
This is my favorite song of all. All four kids play at the same time and even pop balloons during the performance. They played wonderfully.
Nights like this make being a piano teacher so worth it. I love my job!

A Common Sight

2011-05-08T18:22:00.000-07:00

This is how you'll find me once a week at 11:00 at night. I love it. So glad I have a dad who shares the same obsession with games as I have. We spend hours every week playing games after we have a fabulous dinner and dessert. And lately my dad has even been working in my yard, planting beautiful flowers and introducing me to the joys of having a bird feeder. I feel blessed to have him in my life!

4, 10 and 37!

2011-05-08T14:27:00.000-07:00

We were able to celebrate Holly, Connor and Rick all in just a few days. That meant lots of cake and happy people.
This picture is a bit staged but she really was thrilled to come down the stairs and see a kids tent to play in.

Her presents were hidden in the tent.
Half way through the day I remembered that part of having a birthday is having a cake. I relied for years on Steph and her amazing cakes and so that part of the birthday was never my responsibility. So we had to make a quick trip to the store, make our 9X13 cake, and let Holly decorate it. She was perfectly content.
This is how Holly woke up the morning of her birthday,
and this is how she was dressed the following morning, shoes and all.
The following day we had Connor's birthday party. Connor's aunt was able to get us tickets to the Portland Timbers soccer game so he invited a few friends and their dads and they all had a great time. And once again I made a 9X13 cake.
On the boys birthday we took the kids to Sky High. They had been begging us for a long time. Here is Connor trying to do a back flip off the side tramps.
And here are my boys. I love that they get to share this special day.
And that we get to eat lots of cake. All in 9X13 pans. Luckily I have three pans for three of my favorite people!

Relishing in the Good to Get Me Through the Bad

2011-04-28T10:36:00.000-07:00

The weeks after we moved into our new home were blissfully happy. I absolutely loved my new home and the space that we had. I loved being so close to Rick's work and saw him at least 3 times a week during his lunch hour. It was one of those times in life when you know you just have to relish in it because it is just a bit too good to be true. I'm glad I did relish those few weeks because my perfect life started to fall to pieces. Rick found out that he would be losing his job in a few weeks. The stress was more than I could handle. I regretted our move and wished I was still in a small home with a smaller mortgage. I was feeling sad that I was a in a new ward with no friends and missed feeling at home in my ward. And on top of it we all got the flue. Rick, myself, Connor and Abbie all had fevers and everything that came with it, for days. The house was messy. I'm not sure what we ate but I do remember hours of tv and the little kids running circles around the rest of it. Although the fever was gone in less then a week, it took a full month to recover. Connor's fever lasted for almost two weeks and ended in pneumonia. It was an awful time with some very dark nights. I allowed fear to take over but continued to plead with the Lord to help me have faith. His answers came through music, a patient husband, good friends, a sister who let me complain about every detail, and when I allowed it, His Spirit. I learned much about myself, both good and bad, and was once again reminded that the Lord loves me and is very aware of me.

Since then, it has been the immense good in my life that has helped far outweigh the bad. Rick was blessed with a temporary job and we continue to pray that things will work out when that job is done. When I hear my children pray for it I am comforted by their faith. I miss seeing him often but love our weekly trips to downtown Portland.

We are all healed and appreciating that health. I savor my runs with running group, my bike rides near my house that make me feel I am in Europe, and learning to swim better. I can swim a mile and get faster each time. I hope to do a triathlon this summer!

The kids are also keeping me engaged in all of their wonderful things. We were able to use our days and days of missed school to work on Science Projects. They all did a fabulous job!
Connor finished his season of basketball and is now busy with baseball.
Abbie participated in the regional Battle of the Books for the second year in a row.
Stephanie opened up her home to me and let me recover completely. We spent our spring break with her in Idaho searching for the missing sun. We don't see much of it here in Oregon.
We also spent our time eating. Lots of yummy food and lots of yummy chocolate. Visiting Uncle John's chocolate store was a highlight! My kids were so spoiled.

And Grant was thrilled to be in a pool. He didn't stop moving once and loved including Hazel in his fun.

Abbie did an awesome job in the 5th grade play about pirates.

And this little one makes it impossible to be sad. Even though he is more work then any of my other children were, he brings me countless hours of joy. He makes me laugh many times every day and I absolutely love hearing him say new words. This week he mastered shoe, doggy, bye-bye and many more. He is a delight.

He will go from this...

to this in a matter of moments if things don't go just right. We are well aware that he rules this house and we let him do it.

Easter was wonderful. It's always fun to dye the Easter eggs. However, I think I spent the majority of the time hovering around everyone making sure nothing spilled.
The kids discovered some candy on the stairs and were excited to see what more the Easter Bunny brought.
We also kept with a long tradition to get together with some good friends for Easter dinner and a hunt for the kids. Here they are anxiously listening to instructions about finding the Golden Egg with money inside it!

I spent many happy hours in the kitchen preparing my portion of Easter dinner. I really love to bake!
We were blessed with a beautiful, sunny day and our neighbors invited the kids to help them plant trees in the green space behind our house. It was magical to watch them prepare the soil and name their trees. I felt so blessed, as I often do, to live in such a beautiful place.

Watching the kids love each other brings me the greatest joy of all. Abbie was babysitting for us while we went to an open house at her school. We came home to the girls all dressed up.
And we are looking forward to watching Emily star in the play Sound of Music. She is thrilled to play the part of Gretl and will do a fabulous job.

And today we are celebrating Holly's birthday (more pictures to come). We woke her up singing Happy Birthday from all of us. And yes, she got to wear her princess dress to bed.
Lessons learned: There is so much goodness in life. There is also a lot of sadness. And that's ok. It's ok to be sad, and scared, and mad, and whatever else you need to be. Because the happy times will come back and you'll savor it all just a bit more.

It Served Its Purpose

2011-02-11T15:58:00.000-08:00

Let me back up. Over two years ago I knew the time was coming that we would need to make some changes with our living conditions, either adding on or moving. I started the search for a new home at that time. There were houses I was excited about but not enough to do anything about it. And in all reality, part of me just knew that nothing was going to happen until the spring of Abbie's 5th grade year. We continued toying with our options over the next few years and came incredibly close to adding another level to our existing home. We loved it and would have been happy staying there forever. A day before we paid the money to get the plans drawn up we decided to wait, that it still wasn't time. A month after we made that decision a house next door to some very good friends went up for sale and we loved it and them enough that we did what it took to put our house on the market, knowing if it didn't work out or if we couldn't sell our house we would stick with our plan to add on.

Long story short, our house didn't sell quick enough to get the house we originally wanted, the drop in the value of our homes and those around us took away the option of adding on, and by Christmas time we had an offer on our home and put an offer on the home we are in now. By the end of January we were moved into our new home. It felt like such a long time when I was in the middle of all of it and I had some incredibly stressful and frustrating moments but looking back I can't believe it actually happened as well as it did. And only a few months before the spring of Abbie's 5th grade year.

In my weeks and weeks of packing boxes I thought over and over "It served its' purpose" as I chucked everything I could stand to get rid of. I thought the same thing about the house I was leaving.

The yard was the hardest thing to leave. I loved my summer dinners on my deck.

I will miss the abundance of fruit we had from our trees even though Rick wont miss the pruning and the leaves.

And my garden was the hardest thing to leave. It served its purpose with its beautiful fence and arbor built by my dad and garden boxes that could be ignored for days, even weeks at a time and still produce incredible vegetables. All of that has now been replaced by this. I'm sure I'll grow to love it just as much.
This kitchen served its purpose with the hours and hours and hours of use it got. I can't even imagine how much of my life has been spent in it.
It has been replaced with this.
Each of these rooms brings lots of happy memories and I am anxious for the memories that will be made in the new rooms.
And last but certainly not least, the Swans. You will be missed most of all. Sitting on the toilet just isn't as peaceful anymore.

Even the Santa that sat in our corner every Christmas for years was able to serve one last purpose as it welcomed the many movers who came in and out of our house that day.

Now if I can just survive the next few months as I shuttle the kids back and forth the 10 minutes to school. I don't have it in me to pull Abbie out of her last few months at her school. It will all be worth it and I love that I still have a connection to all my friends on the other side of the hill. Even with a fun, new home I would be in a major depression without them.

I'm excited for my new home to serve its purpose as well so please come visit, whether you live close or even better far away and you have stay a little longer.

Babbling Bruno's

2011-02-11T15:30:00.000-08:00

I no longer have only Brown-eyed Girls so I felt it was only fair to Grant that I change the name of my blog to include him. And not only do we have a babbling brook in our backyard now but every Bruno child is incredibly good at babbling. Thanks for the idea Steph!

Happy 1st Birthday Grant!

2011-01-16T21:56:00.000-08:00

It wouldn't be right if I didn't document such a special day. So here it is. My baby turned one and turned into a little boy. Isn't he squishy!?
It was a perfect day. In the past we've always had lots of family and friends over to celebrate a first birthday. It's such a fun birthday to celebrate. Because we have provided so many siblings for Grant we had a big enough party just with us. The kids set up the agenda for the games. They new Grant's favorite things. A screaming contest. Knocking down blocks. Throwing him in the air. Peek-a-boo. What a perfect party agenda.The cake. It deserves it's own blog post but I'll just include it with this one. Ever since Stephanie moved into town my kids were SPOILED with their cakes. They are dreamy. Check out her most recent cake if you want to see what I'm talking about. Stephanie moved away and I was able to sneak by with donut cakes and Costco cakes since then. However, a baby's first cake has to be perfect. So Steph and I had many phone conversations about what I should do. I really wanted to attempt to make it. My vision required 2 cake boxes and a few layers. I figured it couldn't be that hard. It didn't take long before I knew it was going to be a complete failure. When I was trying to decide if I should laugh or cry, I asked Holly what she thought of the cake. She had been coloring and without even looking she said, "It's pretty". Then she looked up. "No, it's pretty and ugly." Pause. "No. It's ugly, ugly, ugly." In that moment I knew I had failed. I knew it was time to jump ship and head to the store. So, I loaded the kids up and bought a cake from Thriftway so Grant could have the perfect cake all the time realizing how silly the whole thing was. Because do you think this little guy cares what kind of cake he was getting?

He performed beautifully but a part of me ached as I watched him lather his body in the greasy, foreign, yucky, store bought cake. So after just a few minutes I chucked the expensive cake in the garbage and gave him the ugly, ugly, ugly cake I had labored over with love. And everyone was happy. Lesson learned.

Even the older kids got to devour their cake.

Of course, I can't imagine my life without this little guy. His first year made me step back, simplify my life, and focus my energies where I needed to. He has more than made up for every difficult moment we had that first year. He makes me laugh many times every day and his drive makes me excited to see what great things he will do with his life. I'm a lucky momma.

And since you made it to the end of the post I need some suggestions. Now that I have had such a sweet, brown-eyed boy for over a year, I really need a new name for my blog. I just can't come up with anything fun. Ideas?

Ending the Year With a Bang

2011-01-02T18:36:00.000-08:00

I realize I am so hopelessly behind on things from 2010 I want to blog about. So much happened this year and I want to make sure to capture it all. But I want to start my attempt to catch up by starting with the end. Because it was a good, happy end. With lots of memories I don't want to forget. Like: The Pen (enough said), apparatuses, food, committing suicide, Ultimate Ninja, more food, Oof Farted, Orange Burrito by the Barker Band, even more food, Talmage's adorable scream, rainy days causing crashes with giraffes and seeing people flying on brooms, Elvis dances, girls ruling everything, boys wishing they did, lots and lots of cheating, and even more eating. These next two pictures make me laugh. Funny times.

The ruling women. Ultimate Ninja. The Ultimate Ninja Champ!2010 was a good year. I am anticipating big changes for 2011 as we continue our attempts to sell and buy a new home. I am hoping that even with those changes I'll be able to look back on the year and feel as happy as I do about this past year. As long as it ends with another awesome New Years Eve party what more can you ask!

Firsts and Lasts

2010-11-07T22:21:00.001-08:00

This was a week of firsts at the Bruno home. Emily lost her first tooth and today Grant took his first steps and got his first haircut. I LOVE watching my children take their first steps. It is probably one of my favorite things as a mother. With Grants first steps came a twinge of sadness. We plan on Grant being our last child which means today was the last time I get to watch my child take their first steps. Hard to believe he is growing up so fast! Everyone gathered around for the big moment. Grant was thrilled to have such an attentive audience.

We trimmed the bangs. Once I couldn't resist clipping them back I knew we absolutely had to cut it. Will someone help me know when I need to cut the rest of his hair?
And here is Emily playing at her first recital. She was thrilled to finally have her turn and she did great!

Emily Lost a Tooth!

2010-11-01T20:28:00.000-07:00

Emily lost her first tooth today at school. She was so excited. Here is a note she sent to Heather with all the details.

Dear Heather,
I lost a tooth! I wanted it to come out at school. I wiggled my tooth at school and I pulled on it and it came out! Then I told my teacher, and she said we can sing a tooth song and I got a tooth sticker. And I went to the office and I got a envelope to put my tooth in. And then when I got home I put the envelope under my pillow so the tooth fairy will get it and I would get a dollar.
I love you!
Love,
Emily

Everything Pumpkin

2010-11-01T13:57:00.001-07:00

This was our wet trip to the pumpkin patch. Don't be fooled by Holly's smile. She cried almost the entire time we were in the corn maze. She HATED the mud.
Grant didn't love it much either.

But everyone was happy once we got our caramel apples and corn on the cob.

Holly's preschool took a much sunnier, happier trip to a different pumpkin patch.

And all the girls had a fun Witches-Night-Out at our friends house. October is such a happy month!

Halloween

2010-11-01T12:38:00.000-07:00

Dorothy and the Witch

The Cast of Harry Potter complete with a dementor and Rita Skeeter

Holly and her froggy friend

And the puppy dog. I let him play with candy thinking he wouldn't bite through the wrapper. Who knew he could do so much with just a few teeth.

Once he had tasted the goodness he was beside himself when it was taken away. Just one more month and then I'll let him enjoy his sugar. For now I'm trying to keep him as pure as I can!

Even if it means a few tears.

Rick borrowed the Harry Potter costume once the kids were done so we could go to our party. He wasn't the only Harry Potter there and it was quickly decided that he was the Harry Potter from the epilogue. That's what you get if you have a head full of gray hairs!

Holly and Grant

2010-10-25T20:37:00.000-07:00

I am posting adorable pictures of my two babies in an attempt to start blogging again. We'll see how long it takes until the next post. The goal is soon!

Happy Birthday Abbie!

2010-10-01T13:32:00.000-07:00

I realize I'm a bit late on this post but wanted to make sure I got all these cute pictures on my blog. Abbie had Happy Birthday sung to her over and over for her big day.
It started with an early call from Africa. One of the best parts of having Heather in Africa is that we get a school of adorable African children to sing Happy Birthday to us. What a perfect way to start a birthday.

We sang again for her ebelskiver breakfast.
And then again at lunch where I spoiled her with a donut and a Happy Birthday from all of her classmates.
And then again with all of her friends at home.
It's hard for me to believe that this little Abbie
has turned into this beautiful girl who is almost taller than me! Rick even took her to her first rock concert on her birthday.
I am constantly amazed by her many talents and passions. Every parent teacher conference I have ever been to I am told that Abbie is the most perfect, ideal student. Her friends love her and she loves them in return. One of them recently told me that Abbie laughs at everything. I love that about her. I look forward to seeing what amazing things she has yet to do. I'm a lucky mom!

The Sign

2010-09-21T15:30:00.000-07:00

I have to admit, I was a bit sick to my stomach when I drove up and saw a sign in my front yard. I realize I asked for it and that deep down it's what I want. However, there is so very much that I love about my home that would make me so sad to leave behind. If my kids didn't keep getting bigger I think I could stay here forever.

The market is worse than it's been in years which is both good and bad for us. As opposed to a year ago, it now will cost us less to buy a new home then to add on. And for the most part we are happy about that. We will get more for our money. The bad part is selling our home will be much harder than it would have been a year ago. I am at peace knowing that things will work out just as they should. I just wish I knew where we will end up!!!

So, if you want a home that has been filled with years of happiness, it's up for sale. It has been host to many visitors, many parties, many dinners, many, many children (can't even imagine how many kids have been in and out of this house!), lots of music, laughter and tears. I guess I'm a bit attached. Maybe it won't be the end of the world if when the sign comes down we are still the owners!

Making it to the Top of Utah

2010-08-16T12:35:00.000-07:00

I have been waiting for almost 15 years for the chance to hike Kings Peak, the highest mountain in Utah. I've hiked many other Utah mountains but the highest one was still on my list of things to do. When I heard that Heather, who is home from Africa for the month, was hiking it this summer I booked a ticket to Utah and joined her and some friends to make the climb. So glad I did!

Scott nursing Chloe.

I can't think of a better spot to have lunch. Beautiful!

Kings Peak is the triangular shaped peak right in the middle.
The mosquitoes were unreal. We covered every inch of our bodies so they couldn't find a spot to suck our blood. Chloe hid out in the tent. I was dealing with an intense headache at the time. My body was trying to cope with a change of elevation from under 500 ft. where I live to over 10,000 ft where we camped.
Halfway up the mountain.
And finally after hours of climbing on rocks we made it to the highest point in Utah! So fun to be there with my sister. And this picture is way cooler than if we were just sitting on a fence.

Looking down from the top.

This was our crazy descent. We decided to take the short cut and I can no longer walk because of it. I don't think I've ever been this sore. Not even after marathons! I'm in the middle looking down.
And this is looking up.
Everyone was happy and maybe a bit crazy when we finally made it down.

This makes me happy.
Our finally destination was Denny's after two days of hiking 28 miles and gaining almost 5,000 ft. We enjoyed our all-you-can-eat pancakes at 11:30 at night. Denny's pancakes never tasted so good!
Thanks to Rick who took over at home, to Mike and Stacie who gave me a comfy bed to sleep in and lots of yummy food to eat the next day, to Mark and Mikelann for letting me use their awesome backpacking gear, to Chloe and Scott for lots of laughs and great conversation, and to Heather for helping me achieve things that I've always wanted to do.

Faith Without Fear

2010-07-28T21:48:00.001-07:00

Every trip to Utah includes a drive by the house I lived in for my first 20 years of life and a visit to the cemetery where my mom was buried. It gives me a chance to talk to my kids about my past and to remind them of what a wonderful person Grandma Ardie was. I have visited the grave many times both with and without them. After my mom died I went there often. When my mission call came I took it to this spot to open it. I've laughed and cried around here. I've gone and felt very little.

This time was going to be a quick visit because of the sweltering heat. I would show the kids the graves of their Grandma and Great Grandparents and quickly head back into the air conditioned car. However, as my kids gathered around the grave, Abbie looked at it and then asked me what it meant to have faith without fear. As my mom was dying she often told us to have faith without fear and she would be with us. We had this inscribed on her headstone. I was grateful for the lesson I learned from her at that time and was so touched that now the lesson is being passed to her grandchildren and that her memory lives on. What a beautiful thing.

Big Houses

2010-06-16T21:43:00.000-07:00

I live in a society where big houses are the norm. Almost all of my friends have bigger houses than myself with less children to fill the house. Sometimes I think people feel sorry for me. For years people have been asking me when I will move into a bigger house. A bigger house never felt like something I needed or even wanted. Spending a few weeks in Africa made me want it even less and helped me fully understand that it is by no means a necessity. It also helped me realize that bigger houses have nothing to do with how happy a person can be. I just can't believe that people with big houses are happier than people with small houses. It doesn't make any sense. So here I am with five children living in a 1400 SF home in a community where big houses are common. I know that a bigger house won't make me happier and that it is not a necessity. But I also know that it would be fun, and comfortable and would make day to day living a little easier. No more filling the closets full and then closing them quick before everything falls out again. And no more bruises on my legs from bumping into my bed because there is very little room to get around it. I could finally remodel the kitchen and bathroom and maybe, though this would be tough, I could get rid of the swans. The kids would have more space to play inside during months and months and months and months of rain-I'm so sick of the rain! Maybe that's what's pushed me over the edge. Whatever it is, I'm finally ready to give in.

Rick and I are about to commit to a complete remodel/addition to our existing home. We have weighed the pros and cons of moving vs. an addition and have decided we want to stay where we are and add on to the house. We love our neighborhood, our cul-de-sac and our beautiful yard. We love the location and realize that the we could not possibly find better friends. The kids, though I feel they could adapt just fine if we moved, desperately want to stay where we are. They have great friends and love their school.

I NEED YOUR HELP!!! The problem is I am nervous about all the decisions that come with a remodel/addition. I want as much advice as I can possibly get. I plan on using my blog to get your opinions and advice about every little detail. Please help!

Advice for today: Do we move or add on? We are a few days away from putting money into an addition. Before that happens I want to make sure I have explored every other possibility. Is there a reason I shouldn't add on? Does someone out there want to buy my house and if so, is the perfect house out there for me to buy?
Should I just stay in what I have and spend all the extra money traveling the world?

My head has been full with these questions for weeks now and I'm finally ready for answers. Any thoughts you have would be appreciated. Whatever happens, I can feel the Bruno family needs to prepare themselves for a crazy adventure!

Baby #5

2010-06-14T13:38:00.000-07:00

Life for a fifth child is rarely dull. It takes a special baby to survive it. And Grant it just the kid for the job. He thrives on the chaos that usually surrounds him and is hardest when he doesn't have someone or something to entertain him. Lucky for him, there is usually someone willing to take care of him. Or torture him. However you want to look at it.
Grant is the only one of my children who has really struggled with nursing. After a six month fight, we finally gave in to bottles with nursing only in the morning and at night. It has made for a much happier baby and mom.

Meet Grantina. Yes, Rick was upset with the whole dress up party. And yes, that is my gorgeous sister Heather in the background. More on her perfect visit from Africa later.

Even baby #5 gets pictures and video of his first solids. And no, he didn't like it at all. He's getting better.
And now that cousin Hazel has come along he has someone he can torture, just like everyone does to him. He LOVES when we let him get close to her. If only we didn't stop him every time he tried to eat her. I'm sure he could spend hours sucking on those cute cheeks if we let him.
As you can see, Grant is doing just fine as baby #5. I can't imagine my life without that cute smile.

Stories

2010-06-14T13:11:00.001-07:00

Don't be misled by how sweet and innocent this picture looks. It took one of these children an hour to fall asleep after hearing these stories and another one was up for an hour during the night because of nightmares. Was it worth the hour of silence in the house while they were mesmerized by Uncle Jake? Absolutely!!

A Walk in the Park

2010-06-14T12:55:00.000-07:00

Holly

2010-05-09T21:59:00.001-07:00

Three-year-old birthdays just might be my favorite. And this just might be my favorite cake that Steph has given us.
Holly insisted on a spider cake. Every time we would ask her what she wanted, she would always say a spider cake. Finally, after listing off every springtime thing I could think of she was also happy with the idea of a rainbow cake. Steph combined the two of them beautifully, and though the young party guest might have been a bit disturbed (spiders do NOT belong on rainbows), Holly could not have been happier with the outcome.
Three-year-olds LOVE blowing out candles. So stinken' cute!
And mini cupcakes were the all time best thing for a party with little ones.
We turned playgroup into a party. We played duck, duck goose. They didn't get it but had fun. Ring-around-the-rosies was the all time favorite.
And we used Holly's new bubble blowing machine and sidewalk chalk.
Don't worry parents, this picture was taken after your children were safely taken home. I try to keep other children out of the street. My children, however, think they own the street. The beauty of living at the end of the cul-de-sac. They had drawn their own home, complete with bedrooms. I only got nervous when I would look out and see them laying in the middle of the road. Not safe. But cute!
Holly partied for two days. On her actual birthday Steph made more treats, we opened more presents, and went to get ice cream.
It was .31 cent day at Baskin Robbins so we stood outside in the cold to get into BR for our cheap ice cream. I figured one scoop was plenty for Holly but when she saw that everyone else was getting two scoops, she broke down. And because it was her birthday she got whatever she wanted. Does it get any better than this?!
I asked her how old she was over and over just so I could see this grin and these three little fingers.

I love you Holly!

I LOVE FOOD

2010-05-09T21:52:00.000-07:00

This might explain why I'm having a hard time losing those extra pounds. Good thing it's worth it!

Girl Time

2010-05-09T21:44:00.000-07:00

Hard to imagine that in a few short months these two will be separated. I will miss both the good and bad of this duo. They really are a delight.

Easter

2010-05-09T21:18:00.000-07:00

I realize that I am WAY behind with this post but I wanted to get it up there anyway.

Mostly just so I can get this picture out into the world. This is what the kids came up with after getting both goggles and jelly beans from the Easter Bunny. They spent the rest of the day with Jelly Bean Goggles on.

Change

2010-04-25T21:15:00.000-07:00

I like change. It feels good to get a fresh start on something. The last few weeks have been full of changes for Rick and I. Rick was contacted about a new job opportunity and decided it was a step up from what he was currently doing. He started his new job last week. I am happy for him and love the few miles less he commutes each week.

As for myself, I had been serving as Relief Society president for the past 3 1/2 years. In that time I had two babies. When Bishop came to my house to let me know the time had come for a change I felt incredible relief and incredible sorrow. There was so much good that came out of it and so much I would miss. I could write pages on the things I learned and loved about the calling. Most of all, I learned how very aware God is of our needs. Not only did I see this manifest in my own life while I served, but I saw it over and over in the lives of the sisters in my ward. And I consider it one of God's tender mercies that he sent my sisters to live close to me just a few weeks before I was called and now that they are moving on to other things and places (Idaho and Africa) it was my time to be released. What a blessing they have been over these past years. Not to mention my good husband. Let's just say the man is amazing.

I received my dream calling-primary pianist. I honestly can't think of an easier calling. The break will be a good, and much needed one but I can already sense the loneliness I will feel if I don't reach out. There isn't much interaction when your hiding behind a piano! How will I resist the temptation to bring along my favorite book and read during the breaks? With this new call I realize even more what a blessing it was to serve as RS pres. I was handed opportunities to help others every day and with that came the happiness that we receive when we reach. Hopefully I've learned the lesson well enough that I can continue to do good. I'm a big believer that when we focus on the needs of others we find our greatest peace and happiness.

I was so certain that with this change I would have all sorts of free time. I even set up a puzzle to work on. After a week, the puzzle hadn't been touched and I put it away, realizing that life with five active children will ALWAYS be busy, even if my church calling only requires me to show up. There's no changing that!

My Dream

2010-04-02T08:28:00.000-07:00

I looked in the girls room on my way to bed. It gave me nightmares.
I dreamed that it was Easter. I was in charge of putting the lamb into the crock pot. I was also in charge of making rolls. Before I knew it, Easter had come and we were just an hour from dinner time. I hadn't put the lamb in the crock pot or started the rolls. As we all know, both of these things require hours and I no longer had even one. We had to drive a ways to get to the big fancy mansion where we were having dinner and I was desperately trying to find a way to plug the crock pot into the car. The moment I lost is was when I realized I had made no preparations for Easter and that my kids wouldn't have a visit from the Easter Bunny. There was nothing for him to bring. I dramatically wept to Rick that I couldn't handle everything and that I quit. I curled up in a ball on my bed and cried and cried, realizing that I had ruined Easter.

When I woke up at 5:00 to Grant's whimpers, I was sad for a moment (as I always am at those early hours because it had only been a few hours since he last woke me up) but incredibly relieved that I still had two days until Easter and that I wasn't a failure.

Because I am not a Pharaoh who has a Joseph to interpret my dreams, I get to interpret this one myself. Yesterday, and maybe this whole week, was just a bit too crazy. I genuinely enjoyed my week and had fun but the result was that I have had no time to keep my house clean (as you can see from the pic) and have had very few moments to myself. My mind has been just as busy with thoughts of the future. And to top it of, there wasn't a new episode of The Office to help clear my mind and give me that moment to relax. Woe is me. The end result: Crazy Dreams.

My Interpretation:
Lamb-I spent two hours at Costco yesterday waiting to get my tire fixed. There was a sample of Lamb. It wasn't ready the first time I went around. When I came back the sample was all cleaned up. I never think about or eat lamb but because I was robbed of that one bite it will haunt me in my dreams.

Rolls-I really am in charge of the rolls for Easter. One of my many thoughts as I drifted off to sleep was about what kind of rolls I would make and how many. I like to do things as grand as possible. They really were happy thoughts and I'm not a bit worried about getting them done on time or if they will be good.

Easter Bunny-It's a good thing it's only Friday!

Easter Egg Hunts-Stephanie has been hounding me about big, exciting Easter Egg Hunts. Just before bed I was looking online at the Easter Egg Hunt at Alpenrose where she wants to go and trying to figure out how I could possibly make it work. As much as I love to do fun things, I'm thinking the dream was a sign that the Easter Egg Hunt five minutes from my house will suffice.

Mansions and Weeping on my Bed-I will attribute this part of my dream to Rebecca. It's a book I'm reading about a fictional woman in the 1920's who marries a very wealthy man who has just lost his wife. She is constantly in distress that she doesn't do anything right and that she is ruining everything. I left her weeping on her bed because she had ruined a huge party.

That's my interpretation. I was happy to wake up to the sound of pouring rain. I have nowhere to go today and once I stop using my blog to procrastinate cleaning, I'm going to spend the rest of the day getting my house back in order. It's nice to know that I'm not a failure and even though the girls room is a bit messy (along with the entire house) everyone is happy and I haven't ruined anything.

Let's Give Them Something to Blog About

2010-03-25T12:48:00.001-07:00

I haven't felt like my life is interesting enough to blog about. I mostly just spend my days cleaning, feeding kids, driving them around, changing diapers...boring stuff like that. So it was happy when I downloaded pics onto the computer and realized there were some things worthy of a post.

First off: Abbie was able to compete in a regional Battle of the Books. She read 16 books, took a test to see how much she remembered and got one of the top four scores in the school which gave her a spot on the team. The girls got to wear cute hats, answer hard questions, and enjoy the excitement of so many schools coming together.

I was surprised by how intense it was!! The girls would get a question, discuss it and then give their answer. If they didn't answer it exactly right it would be given to the other team. Very stressful. A few tears were shed but overall the girls had a great time.

We spent a Sunday afternoon walking around the temple. It made for some cute pics and got us out of the house.
Grant continues to be a very expressive baby.

Holly gave an adorable performance in the last music group performance with Stephanie. She is only a few months away from having a baby and so she is handing music group back over to me. I'm excited to start up again next week! This was my favorite song of all. It might sound a bit like screaming but it's really just little kids giving it their all. Very cute.

We also had a visit from the Leprechauns. When I was little we would go in the field and make a trap to catch the Leprechauns. It was always so magical when we would go back and find the trap filled with candy-the ransom paid by the Leprechauns to set them free. I suggested the kids do the same this year. It was a break from tradition for them so it didn't go over very well at first. I sent them out to the garden to dig their hole. They decided a hole in the middle of the backyard was more effective. Oh well.

It worked! Just like it had for me year after year, their hole was filled with candy and a note. The highlight of this month was a weekend at the beach with Steph's family. We were able to stay at our favorite beach house and enjoy as much of the beach as we could. The evening we got there was gorgeous as we ran along the beach and watched the sunset.

I loved listening to Jingle Bells as I walked on the beach.

The next day we went to the Newport Aquariam and caught the octopus awake and entertaining. That was my favorite part, not to mention watching Jaxon in his element.

We attempted the beach later on that day and ended up trying to fly a kite in the rain. It took Abbie and I the longest to give up but after sitting on the beach in the wind and the pouring rain we finally packed up our drenched chairs and walked back to the beach house. I had pretty much given up on a chance at a dry day on the beach. The next day there was a break in the clouds so we headed down to the tide pools, saw some cool things, and then walked back in the pouring rain once again. We were thrilled the next day when the sky was cloudless and we were able to enjoy some sunshine on the beach. The kids even got to their waste in the ice cold Oregon water.

Sights like these made my heart happy and rejuvinated me enough to happily go home and get back to my routine, even if it isn't always a blog-worthy life.

Grant's Baby Blessing

2010-02-13T17:45:00.001-08:00

Isn't he precious?!!

The completed Bruno family.

We took so many pictures that day. Grant cried during most of them and trying to get the rest of the children to behave was tricky. I'm sure in the above picture I'm giving a threat while smiling. The last picture is how things really are.

Month in Pictures

2010-02-13T14:50:00.001-08:00

BBC has a daily post of the day/week in pictures. I love it. In just a few moments I can see into the lives of people all over the world. It keeps me connected with what's going on. Since I haven't gotten much blogging in lately I present my own month in pictures so people around the world (ok-mostly just my sister) can keep connected with me.

Pinewood Derby

And that pretty much sums up what my month consisted of. Driving kids to their different events, celebrating with Steph and Sage, enjoying a visit from Grandma and Grandpa, feeding five children, my hubby and whoever else happens to be around, putting little earrings on over and over because they keep falling off, dealing with kids when their upset or sick and loving when they are happy. It might not compare with some of the spectacular events I see on BBC but it's certainly what makes me happy.

And these are the conversations I have all day. Don't always make sense but they're cute!

The Many Faces of Grant David Bruno

2010-02-13T14:40:00.001-08:00

I've never had a baby with so much expression. It makes for fun photo shoots.

Lowering My Expectations

2010-01-15T11:57:00.000-08:00

It's the only way I'm going to survive.

I've always found joy in accomplishing a lot in a day. I love to make lists and am happiest when I can get everything on that list crossed off.

I distinctly remember a break down I had when Abigail was a newborn. I make pies. So, one day I decided to make an apple pie. Halfway through the process Abigail started screaming and I wasn't able to make the pie. Doesn't seem like a big deal, but for me, it was. I no longer had a say in what I did and when I did it. I was completely at her mercy. And for someone who wants to get everything accomplished on the list, that can be very hard.

Abbie was one of my harder babies. Connor, Emily and Holly have all been relatively easy and by a month I felt more or less like I could do what I did before. Holly even slept through the night from the beginning. What more could you need?

Raising Grant is taking me back to my days with Abbie. He really isn't that hard. But adding him to trying to raise four other kids is proving harder than I had expected. Once again, I no longer have a say in what I am able to get done or how much sleep I will get. I am completely at his mercy.

And that is why I have lowered all expectations for myself. Because I want to be completely at his mercy. I want to hold him when he needs it (which is lots and lots!!) and wake up with him when he is hungry. And if I expect myself to make pies, keep a clean house, lose weight, exercise, take care of others-you get the point-then he becomes a burden rather than a joy.

So for now, I'm going to be content with the extra pounds. I'm happy when breakfast dishes are done by lunch and if they are still there by dinner, no worries. As for the rest of the house-there will be a time when my house will stay clean for more than a few hours. Now is not that time. I'll do what I can. I want to fulfill my calling and help others when I can, but if Grant and my four other kids need me, then that is where my attentions will be. I'm not trying to volunteer in the kids classes all the time and am happy that I only have a handful of piano students.

There are so many things I look forward to being able to put on my list again. But for now, I'm going to spend my days holding my little miracle and realizing just how lucky I am.

Celebrating with Snow and Cupcakes

2010-01-06T13:32:00.000-08:00

My sisters and I always celebrate my mom's birthday. It's a fabulous excuse to make and eat a cake. But even more than that, it gives us a chance to talk about my mom to our kids and keep her memory alive. We watch the short video that we have from her life and share with our kids who Grandma Ardie is.

This year my dad was going to join Stephanie and I for dinner at Red Robin and cupcakes at my place. I was sitting on the couch with Grant in the afternoon when I noticed it was snowing!!! That's always a really big deal around here. It wasn't even in the forecast. After a few hours of snow we knew it probably wasn't best for my dad to drive down. The kids were in heaven with all the snow but we were sad that my dad wouldn't be able to join us. We were even more sad that it took Rick FIVE hours to get home from work. Crazy!!

Stephanie had already made the most amazing filled chocolate cupcakes so her family braved the storm to come over. They only had to help push a few people on their way over. Things get crazy around here with even the littlest bit of snow.

Those of us who made it loved talking about Grandma Ardie, watching her video and eating our cupcakes. Especially this little one. She knows how to enjoy a cupcake!

Baby's First Smiles

2010-01-06T12:37:00.000-08:00

These videos are dedicated to my sisters.

To Stephanie: Even though you are only minutes away, you have yet to time your visits so that you can see Grant smile. Hopefully you'll see it in person soon. You have been looking forward to it almost as much as I have!

To Heather: Even though you are half a world away, you can still take part in the 'firsts' of Grant's life. You have always been my kids number one fan.

Nothing melts your heart like a babies first smile. I love it!!

Happiest Day of the Year

2010-01-01T20:52:00.000-08:00

I love Christmas. It really is the happiest day of the year for me. Nothing like having traditions to look forward to and enjoy. One of our favorites is singing at a rest home on Christmas Eve. This year the Andrus and Bake families joined us. Between the three families we provided lots of happy kids and an awesome program. I really think it brightened their day as it did ours!

Another tradition is acting out the nativity. This year was going to be extra special because we had our own baby boy to be Jesus in our nativity. I was looking forward to it. I hosted a Christmas Eve dinner with dear friends. I was grateful that Grant slept through the dinner so I could enjoy being with them. Of course, he woke up moments before he was to take the stage. By the time we laid him in the cradle there was no calming him down. Connor had been a stubborn Joseph and the combination was not at all what I had envisioned. I spent the rest of the time trying to calm Grant down and trying even harder to be patient with Connor. The whole thing was a good reminder that things don't always work out just as you plan. And that's ok.

Holly decided to take Grant's place when he was no longer interested. But really she was acting out the angel. My dad didn't think she was very well cast as the angel. I think he was right.

I hadn't planned on ending the night rockin' out to "Orange Burrito" but I wouldn't have had it any other way. If you can't have the perfect nativity, "Orange Burrito" is the next best thing.

After friends went home the kids helped clean up and put on their new Christmas PJ's-another happy tradition. They were anxious to get to bed so that Christmas and the magic that comes with it could finally come.
Opening presents is always a happy thing.

The girls got new dolls.
Connor got his legos.
Holly got just a bit more attitude.
And we all got to hang out in our PJ's, eating and doing whatever we wanted.
Cleaning wasn't something I wanted to do, so the house remained a disaster all day, just as it should.
We didn't get out of our PJ's the following day either. On Sunday we no longer had a choice so we put on our new Sunday best and ventured outdoors.
I still couldn't give up on my nativity so I made the kids dress up again in an attempt to get it right. Still no luck. I was almost in tears by the end of the night because of the constant bickering and the kids went to bed an hour early. My patience was gone. I guess this group isn't made to put on the perfect nativity. I'm good with that. They make me happy a million other ways.

And we did get one perfect picture out of it all.

Twinkling Stars

2010-01-01T20:44:00.000-08:00

Kids can be such a delight. Wanted to get some live footage for Heather. Here are the kids at their best.

MERRY CHRISTMAS!!

2009-12-24T14:34:00.001-08:00

Caves and Christmas Trees

2009-12-20T17:51:00.000-08:00

Rick and I were watching a show and learned that when Panda Bears have a baby they don't leave their cave for three weeks because the baby is so helpless. I decided I was going to remain in my own cave as long as I could.
I have my own helpless baby and am so happy to hide out inside with him. I didn't quite make it three weeks but even two weeks was an accomplishment for me. I'm not usually one to be home all the time. It helped that it was incredibly cold outside, that my amazing friends were picking up and dropping off kids all day long, that so many kind people brought me dinners, and most of all, that I had this adorable boy to hold and stare at. I'm sad that my cave days didn't last longer.
Grant's first outing was to get a Christmas Tree. I didn't want to miss out on our favorite Christmas Tree farm-Loch Lolly! It always makes us happy.
We found the perfect tree in no time at all.Grant hung out in the car.
After we found our tree the kids visited with Santa.
Santa with his reindeer.
Then we went to the frozen pond where we enjoyed hot chocolate and a warm fire.

I guess Connor wasn't enjoying all of it.

Since our first outing to get a Christmas tree, Grant and I have tried our hardest to remain in our cave. For now, that is where we are happiest. But we couldn't stay away from violin recitals, Stephanie's awesome concert, birthday parties and a ward Christmas party, a date with Rick, and just a bit of last minute shopping-I would hate to miss the Christmas chaos.

Though very sleep deprived, I am starting to get the hang of life with five kids. I feel well and am enjoying having Grant around. Such a sweet baby. I have little panic attacks when I think about the time when I can't hide out in my cave anymore. But for now, I'm grateful for the next two weeks of holidays to be with my family. Life is good.

The Story

2009-12-07T13:53:00.000-08:00

I love a good labor and delivery story. It seems women never tire of sharing how their little ones made it to the world. We put our lives on the line for them and regardless of the pain or misery, it is always so very, very worth it. The story is long-so don't feel like you have to read it! It's for me anyway. To tell story number five, I have to start with number one.

Abbie's delivery was traumatic for me and not anywhere close to what I had imagined it would be. Having said that, compared to other women, it went amazingly well. My doctor talked me into being induced early (later found out he was headed on vacation the next day). I was already dilated and effaced and he assured me it would go well. I had vision of a natural childbirth but once the pitocin entered my system, I knew that was out of the question. It was way too painful and I asked for an epidural. I dilated quickly, just as he assured I would, but spent the next two hours in misery as I tried to push her out. It ended in a huge episiotomy that would take me weeks to fully recover from and a resolve to take control of future births. And that is just what I did.

When I got pregnant with Connor I checked out every book I could find on natural childbirth and found a midwife who would support me. I trained Rick on what I would need during labor and delivery and spent time practicing relaxation techniques. It all paid off. Connor's birth was as perfect as they get and I learned that my body is made to have babies.

Grant's birth was almost identical to both Emily and Holly's birth. Now, here's the story:
For months, I have Braxton Hicks. They get stronger and stronger as the due date approaches. Often, they are painful and frequent enough that I begin timing them, only to become frustrated after a few hours when they stop. It gets very frustrating and depressing near the end. Especially because many nights I would wake up because of the pain of the contractions, be up for hours, only to have them stop. I would spend the day sleep deprived and wondering what it would take for the baby to come.

Monday night (Tuesday morning) wasn't any different. I woke up at 1:00 am to contractions. Because the same thing had happened just a few nights before, I didn't think anything of it. I tried sleeping on the couch and would fall asleep only to wake to another contractions. After an hour I started timing them but would still fall asleep in between the 10 minute contractions. It wasn't until 4:00 that the contractions went from 10 minutes to 5. I started packing my bags-more just to have something to do and to put these contractions to the test. After 3o minutes the contractions were 3-4 minutes apart and I finally believed it to be the real thing. I woke Rick up at 4:30. We continued to pack, time contractions and call Steph. Rick gave me a blessing, so grateful to have that added strength, and we were off. I called Heather on the way to the hospital and we made it by 5:30. They checked me, and as with every other birth, were amazed that I was as dilated as I was. By this point I was at a 6. Because I am strep positive and I am suppose to get antibiotics in me before the baby is born, they speed things up at this point.

They hurried me to the delivery room where they put in the IV and where I spent the next hour becoming completely dilated. Rick was an awesome coach as always, and though painful, I was amazed at how manageable it was. That was until I felt the need to push and they encouraged me to wait. The first dose of the antibiotics (they had already given up hope on getting the required two doses) hadn't been in long and they wanted to give it a bit more time. Yeah, right. I had absolutely no pain medication in me and was able to feel everything. You can't tell a woman not to push when her body is telling her to do just that. I begged them to break my waters, knowing from the past four births, that this step was essential for me to completely dilate and be able to push. Because midwives are awesome, they trusted me and did what I needed. With the waters broken, I dilated to a 10 after an excruciating transition and was able to start pushing.

All of my babies heads are turned the wrong way (always head down, just not facing the right way), so pushing gets tricky. It took an exhausting hour to finally get him out. Because I had full control of my body, I was able to try all different positions which helped keep me focused. When he finally turned the right way and made it out, I felt such huge relief and sobbed as I held my sweet newborn. I couldn't believe that he had made it, and that I had accomplished giving birth for the fifth time. It was one of those unforgettable, perfect moments. The midwife handed him to me as soon as he came out and I stared in amazement at my son. He didn't even cry but was perfectly healthy. He spent the next 1 1/2 hours in my arms with eyes wide open, taking in his new world. He found his finger at one point and sucked on it-something I'm sure he had been doing in the womb. He also nursed without any problems. That bit of time made every ache and pain over the past 9 mos. worth it. I was so happy to have my baby boy safely in my arms.

He is almost a week now. I feel much better than I did being pregnant last week at this time . My brothers always tease me about my great ability to have children. They wonder why I don't just squat in the field, have the baby, and get back to work. Though we joke about it, I really have been very blessed with amazing pregnancies and births. I suppose that's why I was able to convince myself that I could handle five kids. There have been those moments, however, when Rick and I assess our family of seven and just shake our heads in disbelief. I suppose we will just hang on tight and enjoy the ride, regardless of how crazy it gets at times.

Have a baby: CHECK!!

2009-12-01T20:22:00.000-08:00

Grant David Bruno

8 lbs. 7 oz.

20 1/2 in.

Born 12/01/09 @ 8:35 am

Check

2009-11-30T17:52:00.001-08:00

Catch up on blogging-check
Get a pedicure-check
Send a Christmas package to Heather-check
Clean all baby clothes and blankets-check
Finish Christmas shopping for the kids-check
Clean carpets-check
Everything else I can think of-check
Have a baby-If only I could check this off as well. Still patiently, actually very impatiently, waiting!!!

Thanksgiving

2009-11-30T17:39:00.001-08:00

My Thanksgiving wasn't nearly as exciting as Heather's Thanksgiving in Zambia but it was just what I needed. I knew I wouldn't be up for lots of cooking so it was real nice to have Steph around. All there was for me to cook were the mashed potatoes, rolls and pies. Compared to years past that was a breeze! The day was blissfully relaxing as we put puzzles together and went for a walk.
Stephanie did an amazing job with the food and we were all sufficiently sick and happy by the end of the meal. Yum!

Even with only five adults and six kids, I still made five pies. I just couldn't resist. It was nice having the kids around to help. Abbie did all but the crust of the banana cream pie. I've enjoyed eating pie every day since. When you are 40 weeks pregnant you deserve to eat at least two pieces of pie a day.
And I had to include a picture of straight-haired Emily. It had been a while since we used the straightener on her hair. She loved having a change.

Soccer

2009-11-30T16:48:00.001-08:00

I figured since almost every evening and every Saturday for the entire months of September and October were spent playing soccer, I needed to make a post out of it. We started soccer with Abbie 4 years ago and have continued to add to the fun and chaos every year. This year Emily joined in making three kids in soccer. Someone had practice every night of the week, with Emily and Connor's practices overlapping. And Saturdays were nonstop from 8:30 when we would leave the house until we got home around 12:00. Rick and I would often split up when games conflicted and we relied on friends to help out as well. Thanks!

As crazy as it was, I loved that the kids were doing it. I loved the exercise they got, that they were learning a new skill, that they were playing with friends, that it got us out of the house on Saturdays and I loved watching them grin when they scored a goal. It's so nice be done for the season but I'm sure we'll be doing it again next season.

I was awful at taking pictures this time around. I've seen it all so many times before! These are the few soccer pics we had from this season.

Emily loved her season, but only because she got to flirt with the boys. She was so funny to watch. She's not very competitive so making goals was not at all important to her. But she smiled and laughed the whole time. The few times she did score, she had been bribed with a dollar or a slurpee. She'll do what it takes to get a treat!
Here she is with some of her soccer buddies at their party.

And her first soccer medal ever. She was thrilled.
This is the one and only picture I have of Connor from the season. He did awesome and loved hanging out with his friends at games and practices. We missed his party because we were at Great Wolf Lodge.
And we missed Abbie's soccer pictures because she and I were in Utah. But we got some party pictures.
One of many medals and trophies. It was especially fun to watch Abbie this year. She is one of the better players on the team.
They all provided me with hours of entertainment. Next up-Basketball for Connor and dance for the girls. Go team Bruno!!

Weekend Getaway

2009-11-20T16:24:00.000-08:00

I love vacations. They give me something to look forward to and memories to cling to. I know once the baby comes that I will need some time just to be at home, so I got my pregnant body into a swimsuit and spent two days playing at Great Wolf Lodge, an indoor waterpark/hotel. We surprised the kids. They didn't know where we were going until we pulled up. I loved their smiles when they realized the surprise. We have been once before and they loved it.

When we weren't getting drenched, we found plenty of other things to do. Connor and Abbie spent hours on a quest through the hotel with their magic wand. We also spent some time in the arcade and played bingo in the kids room. Emily was the black out winner. How fun is that!
Besides the fact that I was way too pregnant to be in a swimsuit and that sleeping anywhere but in my own bed was just about impossible, the weekend was the perfect memory maker. I always love the chance to get away with my hubby and kids!

How are you feeling?

2009-11-08T21:40:00.000-08:00

I can't leave the house anymore without being asked this question. Along with, "When are you due?", "What are you having?", "Do you have a name picked out?" and the many other questions that very large, pregnant women get asked. Even people I have never met can't help but to ask the questions. Can you blame them? Such a large belly!!

How am I feeling? Well, it hurts to walk, bend over, sleep, get out of a chair, sit...you get the idea. It just isn't possible to feel good when you have a large baby inside of you. That aside, I really do feel ok. As you can see on the counter, I still have it in me to make, and eat, many batches of cookies. I'm still doing everything I normally would. The nesting instinct is hopefully going to kick in soon and closets will be cleaned! I do have lots and lots of contractions, many of which are very uncomfortable. Luckily, I have gone into real labor with 3 of my 4 children and I know just how it feels. For now, I use the contractions for practice-the goal is to have the baby without any painkiller-wish me luck!!

I'm due the beginning of December-less than a month! Why does it still seem SO far away?

I'm thrilled to meet my little boy and no, we don't have a name picked out. After renaming Emily (she was Grace for a few days) after we brought her home from the hospital, I don't really trust myself with names. We have some ideas but won't decide until we see this little one.

I can't wait to take the month of December off. What a fun month to snuggle up with a little baby and give all my attention to him...at least that's the fantasy. Truth is, I still have 4 other demanding children who I will be giving lots of attention to as well. But there will be plenty of time to cuddle with my baby boy. Sounds wonderful. Now if I can just survive the next few weeks and a painful delivery. Wish me luck!!

And keep the questions coming. I like to complain when I get the chance. And I can handle any big comment you want to throw at me. Tonight after I changed out of my dress and had PJ bottoms and a tight shirt on, Emily saw me and said, "Hi, Fat Mama". Love that girl.

Halloween Fun

2009-11-01T19:53:00.001-08:00

I'm sure there are, and will be, many Halloween posts in the next few days. How can a mom resist showing pictures of her adorable kids for all to see?

Abbie and Rick got to dress up a week early for a Daddy/Daughter cowboy date. They had a great night out.

Once we got all our decorations out and the pumpkins carved, we were ready to celebrate.
Connor as a glow-in-the-dark skeleton.
A princess, a monkey and a witch.
My favorite photo of all time.

Ever since Abbie was able to give an opinion about dressing up, she has chosen the furthest thing from a princess. She has been a witch, ghost, vampire and this year a mummy
My costume took me 8 mos. to get it just right. Here I am with a very sweet witch.
Rick loves the chance to smother his face in makeup.

This last picture makes me sick to look at. Way too much candy. I know Heather. It's not right for us to have so much. We'll send some your way. Of course, the kids think it's fabulous. We just couldn't stop! The weather was great, I needed a good walk, and the kids were in heaven. What a magical night.

Everyone Poops

2009-10-15T21:26:00.001-07:00

That is the title of one of MANY potty books I have read over and over and over again in the past few weeks. That's right, we're riding the potty train around here. We introduced Holly to the potty about a month ago. When she went we threw such a party and got so excited that I think we overdid it. For the next few weeks she refused to go again. I was just about to give up when she finally started showing interest again. I wasn't feeling well all week so I was happy to stay home and have taking her to the potty be my biggest task for the day. I stuck her in panties and within a few days she was no longer having accidents. But she wasn't pooping. When I would suggest that she should try I would get this kind of face.
Even knowing that Everyone Poops didn't help her. Eventually she got some poop out, not in the toilet, and her and Sage did a fine job cleaning it up (rubbing it into the carpet) with 1/2 a pack of wipes. Oh, the joys of potty training. After that she decided that pooping wasn't for her, that she will not poop like everyone else. For days she held it in. On the one side, I was grateful it wasn't ending up on the floor again, on the other, I felt so bad for her!! I could tell that the urge was there but she just couldn't make it happen. I spent many hours sitting in the bathroom with her. I was grateful for 3 other children who were willing to take turns reading to her and entertaining her. Well tonight we finally had success. Holly pooped in the toilet. Yipee!!! That makes 4 days straight without a single accident. Could child #4 actually be potty trained!? Do I only have to do this one more time? We'll see. But for now, both Holly and I are convinced that it's true. Everyone Poops.

A 2-digit Birthday

2009-10-15T21:05:00.000-07:00

Abbie turned 10! Of course, it is hard for me to believe that my oldest is 10 now. I love all the fun that comes with growing up. Abbie's birthday month was fun for both of us. She was spoiled all month long. Early birthday presents, a trip to Utah with just mom, a shopping spree with Grandma and Grandpa, a 3-D movie with just the two of us, a family birthday party and a friend party at the skating rink. Does life get any better? This 10-year-old deserves it all.

She wanted me to make aebelskivers for her birthday. They are a delicious round pancake that my sister-in-law, Stacie, introduced me to. Stephanie figured them out and has been making them for me here and then bought me my own pan for my birthday. This was my first attempt at making them. I failed but Abbie was so encouraging and sweet about the whole thing. I think I finally got the last batch right and she shoved a few in her mouth as she walked out the door to school. I tried!
Stephanie took her to Wendy's and shopping after school. We then had her favorite dinner, salmon lingune (also a Stacie recipe-thanks Stacie!) with Grandpa and the Christensens. She devoured that in a few minutes and was off to soccer. Once she got back we had just enough time to open presents and eat donuts. She's so grown up!!
Abbie got a much needed new jacket.
She requested that we have donuts for this party and save the fancy Stephanie cake for her real party.
A few days after her birthday she was able to invite as many friends as we could fit into our van for a trip to Skate World. Ahh, the memories. And I think 10 must be that magic age for a skating party.
After skating, the kids came over for presents, cake and games. At one point Abbie was crying from laughing so hard. I loved seeing her so happy. Abbie has brought me lots of joy over the past 10 years. She is an amazing girl. I look forward to everything that will come with the next 10 years. Bring it on!

Holly also enjoyed that there was a party going on. Yum!!

Pushing Limits

2009-10-02T16:18:00.001-07:00

I've always enjoyed seeing how far I can push myself. Making lots of pies for my wedding reception, running marathons, going backpacking, hiking mountains, jumping off bridges, stuff like that. It's exhilarating to reach your goal and to find out what you are capable of. Raising children has certainly changed the ways in which I am able to push myself. I push my limits now by attempting to raise 5 children (wish me luck!), giving birth naturally, and hiking mountains while I'm pregnant. My sister, Heather, shares that same intense need to do it all. Her single life is allowing her to try whatever she wants. Right this minute she is probably near, if not on the top of Mt. Kilimanjaro, the highest peak in Africa. Am I jealous? Heck, yah!! If it weren't for my 5 amazing children, I'd be right there with her. Would I want my life to be any different? Nope. I couldn't be happier with the opportunities I have.

So, while Heather prepared to hike Mt. Kilimanjaro, I prepared to hike Mt. Timpanogas-7 months pregnant. I had always told Abbie that when she turned 10, she would hike Mt. Timp with me. Timp is the mountain I grew up with. I could see it from my house and hiked it many, many times. Whenever we vacation in Utah, I tell the kids that the mountain is mine. I love that they believed me! When I realized that Abbie would almost be 10 and I would be near the end of my pregancy, I knew the time had come. I have always hiked at the end of my pregnancies and didn't want this one to be any different. So Abbie and I got on a plane and were hiking my mountain the next day.

We were so lucky to have Megan, Aaron, John, Mirm and Bud join us. What a treat!
This is why I do the crazy things I do! It was beautiful. And we lucked out with perfect weather.
Here we are at the saddle of Timp. Such a fun group.
Nothing like coming up over the ridge and seeing all of Utah Valley. We can even see the street I grew up on from here.
And isn't this girl amazing? There were few, if any kids, younger than her on the mountain that day.
Bud thought he was hot stuff with his fancy walking stick.
After 9 hours of hiking we were thrilled to see the cars again and to have accomplished our goal!
Abbie's favorite part of the trip was seeing all of her cousins, aunts, uncles, grandma, grandpa and friends.
She even got to meet her new cousin Max. Such a fun trip!
I look forward to having my kids join me on more adventures as they get older. It's fun to have a crew of people to join me in the fun.

And I can't wait to hear all about Mt. Kilimanjaro. For now, I'll remember how great it was having Heather around when our biggest adventure for the day was making it to the bus stop on time and getting out of PJ's before dinnertime. Nothing wrong with that.

In Memory of Carol Zulu

2009-09-27T21:35:00.001-07:00

I was first introduced to this sweet girl 4 years ago when Heather first went to Africa. She wrote home about a young girl, maybe 8 or 9 who had been sexually abused, had contracted aids because of this, and who had been found on her death bed. Mothers Without Borders took her in, got her the medical attention she needed at the time, and adopted her into their family. For the past 4 years she has been touching the hearts of all who come into contact with her, including mine.

Once she was brought to the orphanage, her health improved and she was able to live a decent life. She was well cared for, received an education and was no longer abused. Of course, this didn't eliminate all sorrow. She could not be healed from AIDS and continued to have the side effects. When I met her last summer, her energy level was low and she had lost eyesight in one of her eyes which effected her study. Heather was her roommate for the summer and would tell of Carol's struggles, her moaning and her throwing up.

When I asked Carol how she dealt with all of this, she gave me that huge, beautiful smile of hers, and let me know that God loved her and helped her find joy. Over and over she would share her testimony of God and His hand in her life. He sustained her in those difficult times.

A few weeks ago she contracted meningitis and because of her weak immune system, was unable to recover from it. She died in her sleep. The fight had finally ended.

What a blessing it was for me to have met and loved this child. Her testimony was more vibrant than anyone I have met and she helped me know what I need to do when my own trials come. Just smile, and praise God.

This first video is of Carol singing a song her mother used to sing to her.

In this video she shares what the song is about.

And in this one she sings one of her favorite songs. Carol, you fought a good fight, stayed true to your testimony and now your Savior has delivered you.

Heather told a beautiful story of Carol on her blog last year.

First Day of School

2009-09-14T13:47:00.000-07:00

Despite months of sleeping in, Abbie and Connor woke right up when the first day of school finally came. They were ready to go and have loved every minute of it.
The day was a first for Holly and Emily as well. Holly had her first playgroup.
And Emily had her first day of Kindergarten. She has been counting down for years.

The next day she even had her first bus ride.
They are all so grown up. I love it!!

Finishing Strong

2009-09-14T12:35:00.000-07:00

I wasn't ever too anxious for school to start again. Of course, there were many moments when I wished to send the kids away for the day, but for the most part we enjoyed sleeping in and spending the day playing. With an occasional work day thrown in. This was one of them. Going through everyones clothes. Blah. I hate that job. But I was thrilled to get rid of the piles and piles of baby girls clothes. After three girls, many hand-me-downs from friends and the addition of Sage's baby clothes, we ended up with 12 bags of girls 0-2 year clothes. Ridiculous!! My baby boy won't need any of them so Steph got what she wanted from the piles and the rest were given away. Good riddance.
Other fun summer activities:

Hiking at Sliver Creek Falls with Heather, Dad and the kids. Holly was our fearless leader with map in hand.
A very magical few days with Rick on the coast to celebrate our 11 year anniversary. Thanks to Heather for watching the kids-how will I survive without that for the next year? I'm not going to lie, the pictures are a bit difficult for me to look at. Makes me want to go back!! It was a very happy few days. What a blessing to be so in love.
Hike to Hart's Cove.
View from our hotel deck. Every time we looked out we could see whales in the water. Does it get any better?
The next weekend we went camping with friends and family at Trillium Lake.
And a few days after that we celebrated my 34th B-day. My #1 goal was to bask in the sun. The clouds and rain in the morning didn't keep me from wishing and by the afternoon I was basking.
We ended up at beautiful Battleground Lake where we ate chicken,

basked, of course,

and played in the water. This look is very staged. She busted up laughing as soon as I took the picture.
Family birthday picture.
Thanks to everyone who made my special day so great. I loved every minute of it.

Abbie and I spent our last day of freedom hiking in the gorge with Steph and Heather. We decided that since we lived in Oregon, we were going to embrace the rain and not let it deter us from our hike. So glad we did. It ended up being a gorgeous day and the hike was wonderful. Heather, with her wounded knees, and myself with my extra large belly, were a bit slow hiking down, but it was still the perfect end to a perfect summer.

Sommer Time

2009-09-08T13:38:00.000-07:00

After our trip to Idaho, we had a day to do laundry and go grocery shopping before our next adventure began-a trip from the Sommers! We were so glad they were able to make it this year. I still can't believe how much we crammed into the few days they were here. Enjoy the many, many pictures. There were so many great moments!

We took them to Steph's pool the first day they got there. It was really the only way to survive the 100+ weather. Kara and kids were used to it, but the rest of us were in survival mode. The kids talked us into setting up a tent in the backyard for them to sleep in. Half of them made it through the night, the rest came in and found a softer place to sleep.

The next day we loaded everyone into cars and headed for the Gorge, once again excited to escape the heat. It ended up being the best thing we could do. After a 2 1/2 mile hike up Eagle Creek we made it to Punchbowl Falls. The cold water felt great and everyone was happy. Swimming up to the waterfall is one of my happiest memories from the summer.

It was fun to see how quickly the kids were best friends again.
We even did a little cliff jumping. The kids couldn't be talked into, which was probably for the better, but Heather, Steph, Kara and I all took our turns. Watching a pregnant woman jump was enough to get a teenage girl who had been trying to decide, to take the jump as well.
The older kids hiked much faster than the younger kids and adults and we were glad they all made it safely back to the cars. There were some pretty steep cliffs along the way.

We survived the traffic on the way home and made it back with just enough time to eat some delicious salmon lingune and head off to the Beavers game. The kids didn't mind that we were losing 20 to 0 (maybe it wasn't that bad but it sure felt like it).

Kara was trying to steel my husband from me. Don't worry, she didn't even come close.
And don't be fooled by Heather's super cute smile. She barely survived the hours of sitting in beer and germs. She must have used at least 20 wipees as she tried to keep herself clean as well as anyone who came near her. We were glad to have Dad join us as well.
The next day we loaded up once again and headed for the beach. We were still trying to escape the heat and we did more than accomplish that goal. The beach was freezing! We kept reminding ourselves over and over that it was 100 degrees at home. Somehow that helped just a bit. As always, the kids weren't phased by the cold and were in the water in no time. I don't know how they do it.

On Sunday we slowed down a bit and made a cake for the goddess-you know who you are.
On our last day we played at the park,
went to the Children's Museum,

and had a super yummy night out with the girls at Marakesh-I forgot my camera for that one!

Is there such a thing as too much fun? I don't think so, but if there is we might have reached the limit. Between the family reunion and playing with the Sommers we were all wiped out. The kids crashed that night.
And poor Connor and Holly ended up with fevers. Rick went to Scout Camp the next day and the rest of us spent the week trying to recover. Poor Holly stayed sick the whole week until I finally figured out that she had a bladder infection.
And once Rick got home, we crashed on the couch before making it to bed. We were a tired group but our dreams and memories were of spending time doing really fun things with people we love!

Family Reunion

2009-09-08T09:52:00.000-07:00

After a very busy, fun summer I am currently sitting in a silent house. Abbie, Connor and Emily are all at their first day of school and Holly is asleep. Pictures to come. But FIRST, I might actually find time to recapture all of our wonderful summer memories (instead of cleaning the house or taking a nap to make up for waking up before 9:00 this morning!). It might have been one of the best summers ever.

In the middle of July we loaded everyone and lots of stuff into the van to make the 12 hour drive to Island Park ID. We had a new camera for the trip so we had to play with it in the car.
Don't they just looked thrilled to be driving for hours and hours?
Emily cheered up when we let her have a binki. She thought that was pretty fun.
And eventually they resorted to plastering their faces with fake cheese. You have to do something when you're stuck in a car for so many hours.

Half of us arrived at the beautiful lodge we had rented and Rick set out to find the other half. They were all hanging out at the cabin, instead of the lodge. I'm hoping Bud has forgiven me for ever considering renting the cabin. How dare I!? Holly had managed to completely soil her clothes and we were left with a pair of PJ bottoms. Rick was gone with the rest of our stuff. Sage didn't think it was fair that Holly got to go topless so she joined in the fun. They spent hours running around the cabin this way.
We finally all ended up in the same place and were so happy to be together. We were sad Mike, Stacie, Mia, Luke, Julia and Mikalann had to miss out on the gathering but are excited for next time!

We ate LOTS of yummy food,

snuck in naps when we could-at least my dad did,
played in the hot tub,
and spent many, many hours around the pool table. I couldn't keep the late hours that the boys did but from what I heard, Jake was the overall pool champ.
We also spent many happy hours around the campfire. Were we ever not laughing? Just glad Dad didn't kill over during farkle. We almost lost him to a laughing fit.When we weren't taking advantage of the lodge (not the cabin-heaven forbid), we explored the amazing nature that surrounded us. Yellowstone was less than an hour away. It continues to amaze me. I loved seeing my kids take it all in as well. Such a magical place! We were glad to have Josh join us in our family picture of one of the many geysers.
My Dad made us all hike down a long road and up a steep hill so that we could have this view. It was well worth all the grumbles from the kids. Once they got to the top they thought so too.
And here we are anxiously waiting for Old Faithful. It didn't let us down.
LOVE this picture!
Dad won the best dinner award with corn on the cob and beef, chicken and salmon skewers.
Thanks to Rick for cooking up over 50 skewers (all of which were devoured). His reward was first pick on the best skewers. Yummy!
Saying our goodbyes.
Dad having a moment.
Our sad farewell. John, Mirm and kids had to leave a day early. It was sad to see them go but we were SO glad they made the sacrifice to join us. Can't wait until we do it again. Thanks family for being so wonderful. I love you!!
Some of the many flowers that surrounded the cabin. Dad did an awesome job capturing their beauty.

Visits

2009-08-31T15:00:00.000-07:00

We had some very fun visits this summer. One day was spent hanging out with Rick and Heather's click "Bruce". The click formed when I was on my mission so I feel like an honorary member. Of the six people in Bruce, one was my boyfriend, one was my sister, one was my best friend, and one was my roommate. Most of them refuse to include me but I still feel a part of it in my heart. We took the crew up the gorge for a hike. Everyone you see, plus a few you don't see, were part of the party. So fun! We BBQ'd afterward at my house and were sad to see the fun come to an end.

Emily was also able to play with Elena. This was a highlight of her summer. They were best buds when Elena lived here and Emily asked about her often once she moved away. When she heard she was coming for a visit it was almost as exciting as Christmas. We had to count down the days for her to come.
Watching parades. Wouldn't be summer without it.

Day Camp

2009-08-31T14:54:00.000-07:00

Connor's first year of day camp. He LOVED it! I can't say the same for myself, but I did survive my one day with the boys. They have insane amounts of energy. Don't be fooled by how cute and innocent they look in this picture.The one time they did calm down was when they got their chance to shoot the guns. What is it about guns and boys. They love them! Archery was a favorite as well. Connor even got a bulls eye!
And of course lots of skits and lots of happy screaming. He would come home covered in dirt and incredibly happy.

STP

2009-08-31T14:37:00.000-07:00

Rick and Heather both spent months getting their bodies ready to ride their bikes from Seattle to Portland. 200 miles! That's pretty amazing. We found them along the way a few times to cheer them on.
And almost missed Rick when he crossed the finish line. He was feeling pretty wiped out after a full days bike ride and not enough liquids. But he did awesome!
My camera wasn't working so I made him pose later on for his crossing-the-finish-line picture. After trying to get the camera to work for the picture we ended with this one. I'm sure he was thinking, "Now will you let me go home?"
We got the two bikers together as well. They came in a little over an hour apart.
I have a fabulous video of Heather giving her finisher's speech but can't get it to download. So if you're interested, keep checking back.

Ward Campout

2009-08-31T14:27:00.001-07:00

This year I took the kids to the ward campout on my own. Rick was busy riding his bike 200 miles so he was off the hook. Last year I was hanging out in Africa so he took all the kids. It was my turn this year.

The weekend was perfect. My kids loved being with their friends.

I have loved watching these two girls this summer. They are the absolute best and entertaining themselves for hours and hours. The two get together and they disappear until you drag them apart. Such a cute friendship. They spent hours at this little spot taking care of all the insects and crawdads they found.
Holly was a bit disagreeable at times but overall she did just great.

Here Goes

2009-08-31T14:20:00.001-07:00

Summer is winding down and I'm finally ready to get it captured on my blog. Really, I think I'm just trying to find anything to keep me busy so I can put off taking a shower, cleaning my house, picking all the fruits and veggies in the backyard, taking care of my children, stuff like that. This is much more fun. And I have to use my last three months of pregnancy as an excuse to sit around as much as possible. So here goes. Prepare yourself for lots of Bruno family updates.

Going to the Doctor

2009-08-10T13:35:00.000-07:00

I just got back from the doctor where we found out that Holly has a bladder infection. She was given two shots of antibiotics in her legs and a prescription to take care of the rest of the infection. We got to the doctor at 12:00 and were out of there a little over an hour later. If the infection doesn't clear up in the next couple days, they will do whatever steps necessary to rid her body of it.

I feel so blessed.

I hate taking the kids to the doctor. I always complain about it and put it off as long as I can. If I wait longer than 15 minutes I get irritated and if my prescription isn't ready when I go to pick it up I feel put out. Today was different.

I just finished reading, and loving, the book "The Poisonwood Bible". It is a fictional story about an American family living in Africa that helped me remember the reality of Africa. When their babies get sick they certainly don't have a doctor 5 minutes from their home. And if they are one of the few lucky ones who can make it to a doctor, the wait is hours long. And once they get in to see the doctor, the chances that the medicine they need is available is even smaller. And if there is a cost involved, most of them are out of luck. The majority of the people have to try whatever they can to heal their sick child on their own and then just wait and pray that the infection will clear. What I just witnessed happen in an hour won't happen in a lifetime for so many people.

While in Africa, I helped at a temporary medical clinic for a day. People stood in line for hours and were given a handful of tylenol to help with their many ailments. No infections were cured that day.

As always, time will pass and I'll find myself irritated in a waiting room, wondering why I've been there for more than 15 minutes. But for now, I feel overwhelmed by the luxuries we enjoy. I am grateful that after a week of watching Holly suffer, I can now watch her heal and return to her feisty two-year-old self. Too many mothers wait weeks, if not months, for the healing to come. I am so blessed.

Birthday Fun!

2009-07-20T13:07:00.001-07:00

I just can't think of a better day to celebrate Emily's birthday than the 4th of July. It fits her perfectly. She was actually due the end of June and after early births with both Connor and Abbie, I planned on her being early as well. Not a week late! And not only that, I went into labor right after midnight on the 4th and she was born early that morning. It was meant to be that her birthdays would be a big fanfare from then on.

We started the day with her annual birthday breakfast and parade. We were especially excited about all the neighbors who came out to watch. The first couple years we didn't have many spectators, but this year there were a handful of people for the kids to throw candy to and to be cheered on by. My camera was having issues so I don't have any pics of the breakfast and parade. The highlight was Steph's decorated jeep that Emily was able to ride in. Very cool.

Emily and her loot.
And her awesome birthday cake made, of course, by Stephanie. It was a delicious red, white and blue ice cream cake.

This moment ended up being a bit traumatic. Holly couldn't control her excitement and jumped up on the table just in time to help blow out the candles. I didn't think much of it until Emily woke up crying the next morning that she didn't get to blow out all her candles. She was obviously very distraught about the whole thing. You wait all year to have a turn to blow out the candles. I can't blame her. We had to do it all over again the next day and make sure Holly wasn't nearby.
Emily talked us into going to Chuck-E-Cheese for dinner. I always dread going there but it turned out being the best thing. Most people have BBQ's that evening so the place was empty. Everyone was happy-even the adults.

And from there we headed to a small town parade and firework show in Vernonia. It was the perfect end to a perfect birthday celebration.

I thought it was the end of the world when I had made it to July and Emily still wasn't born. Now I see that it was well worth an extra week to be able to celebrate her birthday with parades and fireworks. What a lucky girl! And I feel just as lucky to have such an wonderful daughter. I love you Emily!

Summer Fun

2009-07-07T11:21:00.001-07:00

The first day of summer break made me a bit nervous. The kids were fighting and anxious for something to do and keeping the house clean was impossible. I realized we needed a plan and since then we have all been loving our summer. The kids are great to do their jobs and we try to find lots of fun things to do to keep us busy. That's not to say they don't still have moments of boredom or fighting, but it's much less. Here are some of our highlights so far.

Heather is living with us for the summer. Truth is, we haven't seen much of her but love it when she is around. Especially when she watches the kids! Rick and I indulged in a weekend getaway while she stayed and watched the kids. We visited Bend for the first time and loved it. The camera stayed packed away most of the trip, but our bike ride around Sisters was beautiful. The few pictures that we did take were from a hike we went on. The book promised us fields of wildflowers and gorgeous views. Turns out we were a little early for the wildflowers, save for a few, and the day was way to cloudy for much of a view. Instead we enjoyed snow at the top and a very happy few days together.
Our next summer adventure was camping as a family at our favorite Fort Stevens. The campground is located close to the beach and to a lake where we spent most of our time. We ate lots of marshmellows and played in the sun when it decided to come out.
Holly wasn't very interested in the water but she spent plenty of time playing in the sand and singing songs. For those of you who don't understand her language, she is singing "Puff the Magic Dragon".

She even found a time to take a little nap on the sand.
Our perfect weekend ended a bit rocky. Kids were carsick on the way home so we had to make lots of extra stops. Rick rode his bike home from Fort Stevens-a total of 120 miles. He also ended up sick by the end of his ride. Not enough water. If you think he looks skinny in the next picture, you should have seen him after his ride. He had lost 10 pounds because he was so dehydrated. This Saturday he plans on riding his bike 200 miles from Seattle to Portland. I think he learned his lesson about drinking plenty of water. He'll do awesome.

We also took our annual trip to Oneata Gorge. We love it there. The best part was escaping the 90+ weather to the cool gorge and the really cold water.

Rick and Abbie both took turns jumping through the waterfall.

And of course, summer means massive amounts of berries. I just can't get enough of them. We spent a day making jam and have spent many hours picking strawberries, raspberries and blueberries. Yum! There will be many more berries to pick as well as a garden to harvest.
We've also enjoyed as much free stuff as we can. This area has plenty to offer. Free lunch, free movies, free entertainment, free concerts in the park, and Steph's free swimming pool. Today is cloudy and cold. We're enjoying the break from the heat but are excited to get back to all our warm activities.

Any other ideas for summer fun?

Cousins!

2009-07-07T11:14:00.000-07:00

I'm playing catch up here but I had some cute photos of the kids with their cousins. They came up with Grandma and Grandpa for Connor's baptism. We loved having everyone here!

The Beaverton Stage

2009-06-07T17:22:00.000-07:00

Heather recently moved in with us for the summer. One afternoon she came home from teaching to the usual chaos that four kids make. Holly was fending for herself in the front yard, Emily, as always, was singing and dancing around the house, Abbie had been assinged to the piano and Connor to the couch with a book, and I was making dinner. There was plenty of distraction. Heather took it all in and let me know just how lucky I was. With so many ways to focus my energy, little time is left to worry about those things that really don't matter. I thanked her for the reminder and realized the wisdom in it. I am grateful for kids who have kept me anxiously engaged in good causes and have brought me joy because of it.

My kids have had the chance to shine on the Beaverton Stage many times this past month. And because I have such cute kids, and because we have been anxiously engaged with lots of stuff, and because creating a baby requires extra sleep which means little blog time, there will be lots and lots of pictures as I play catch up.

First off, DANCE. The pictures speak for themselves.

Abbie decided to take dance as well and did awesome! We loved watching both of them.

PIANO RECITALS-Abbie and Connor played solos, duets and were even in 2-piano, 8 hands number that involved popping balloons. That was their favorite.

SPORTS-Abbie's soccer team remained undefeated all season, and Rick and Connor have spent many fun hours on the baseball field.
Connor has the chance to play all positions. He has the catcher stance down perfectly.
SCOUTS-Connor's 8th birthday meant he was finally old enough to start scouts. I'm still trying to figure it all out and am also trying to have a good attitude. I remember my mom being very involved with my brothers scouting and of course, I want to be just like my mom.
But even though he's old enough for scouts doesn't mean he's too old to sleep in a crib. I'll keep him little as long as I can (but I had nothing to do with him sleeping in the crib).
And even better, birthday number 8 meant Connor had the chance to be baptized. There are those things in a mother's life that bring an inexpressible joy. Watching your husband baptize his child is one of those moments. It is a joy that is accompanied by the Spirit making it so much more. I feel very blessed.
Connor wanted to go to Hometown Buffet to celebrate his baptism.
We all made ourselves a bit sick, especially Connor. He had to take lots of breaks to digest.
The rest of the pictures I couldn't leave off. Comparing the pictures of Connor and Jaxon makes me laugh. These two cousins don't look at all alike.

And make sure you notice the dirty tears streaks on Emily's face. We had one week (yes, only one) of perfect 70 degree weather. Emily spent most of the time outside in her bathing suit, just like a little girl should. The sad look was just for effect. She spends most of the time smiling.
Sunny weather, swimming, and ice cream=Happiness!
This was our last day with the kittens. It was hard to say goodbye. KC is fixed so their will be no more kittens. We loved them while we had them, but are glad to save KC the stress.
Rick's parents and two of the kids cousins came up for the baptism and get to stay with us all week. I'm sure we will remain as anxiously engaged as we ever are. And for that I am very grateful. Don't be fooled be the picture-none of them are asleep, nor do they fall asleep for hours to come. But they are happy!
THE END!

3+5=8

2009-05-18T14:14:00.000-07:00

I'm a bit late but still wanted to post about my boy's birthday! On May 2nd Rick turned 35 and Rick Connor turned 8. A little over eight years ago when we were trying to decide what to name Connor, I told Rick that if he were born on his birthday, he could pick the name (truth is, I knew the chances were super slim so I felt safe in the offer). Now I can't imagine Connor having a different birthday or the boys not sharing the same name and birthday. It's perfect. And in a month we'll find out if they will remain the only two boys in the family! They both threaten that they'll move out if it's another girl-I think we can convince them otherwise. Girls aren't that bad.

Rick started off the day with a bike ride that ended 25 miles sooner than it was suppose to because of a bad tire. Not the best start to his day but Connor couldn't have been happier to wake up and play the Wii.

Steph made cupcakes for Rick and Connor's baseball team. Very cute, as always.
And he got a super awesome Star Wars cake. So spoiled!Rick got some extra good cupcakes. We kept Steph busy for this party.
It's always fun to celebrate the birthday of two of my very favorite people on the same day. I love you Rick and Connor!

Crazy Hair Day

2009-05-01T12:32:00.001-07:00

OK, so maybe we forced the crazy hair just a bit but both kids were very happy with the results. There is always that fear that you will be the only one with the crazy hair. Here they are checking out each others do's. We were extra excited about Connor's glowing backpack straps. Very cool.
Emily's crazy hair requires absolutely no work. This is how it looks every morning and many of the days when neither of us have the patience to tame it. Why do anything to such awesome curls on such a cute girl?

Happy Birthday Holly

2009-05-01T12:13:00.000-07:00

I should be surprised that my baby is already two but she's been acting like a two-year-old for months so now she can really act her age. Nothing like having a two-year-old around the house. One minute they make you crazy, the next they melt your heart. Holly has us wrapped around her fingers and we love her to pieces.

We spent he day partying. It worked out perfectly that I had preschool for Emily that morning. When the kids showed I told them we were going to have a party for Holly and they just felt so lucky that they had been invited to the party! Don't worry, I didn't tell them that it just happened out that way. We celebrated by decorating cookies, ring-around-the-roses, duck-duck-goose (Holly's favorite-she LOVED the excuse to walk around a circle, hitting people on the head), and 5 little monkeys swinging in a tree. Holly was delightful the entire time.

After a long nap at Steph's she went to Heather's for party number two while I taught piano. From what the kids say, this party was very magical. It involved candy and clues in balloons. What a fun aunt!

Holly was very happy to open presents and did a fabulous job. So grown up. And would you look at this cake! What 2-year-old gets a tiered cake with butterflies and flowers? It was gorgeous. My kids lucked out with some awesome aunts. Things just won't be the same when they move away. It's back to cake in a 9 X 13 pan. Boring!
Holly was so excited to blow out her candles she almost caught her hair on fire. But she made it unscathed and loved digging into a plate of cake and ice cream-a perfect end to a perfect day.
She melted our hearts that day and drove us crazy the next. Just like a two-year-old should.

Feeling Lucky

2009-05-01T11:49:00.000-07:00

We went to the Woodburn Tulip Festival when we first moved here and I loved it. I've shied away from it since then because of horror stories of waiting in a line of cars for hours to get in and then the tulip farm being way to overcrowded. But the flowers were calling me this year and I couldn't say no. My dad was excited to go and Steph is always up for whatever is going on. I love that about her. I knew my lack of patience meant that a Saturday trip was out of the question. So instead, we took the kids out of school a few hours early and made the hour drive.

When we got to the exit, cars were backed up pretty bad and I panicked that a sunny Friday afternoon was going to be just as bad as a Saturday. Turned out the traffic was regular Woodburn traffic and once we got out of town we had the roads to ourselves. Thanks to dad we lucked out with a real close parking spot so we didn't waste any time with the big photo shoot. And the weather was PERFECT. Sunny but not too hot. And that was after a week of lots of rain. Here are some of my favorite pics from the day.

The tram ride was very exciting and we were SO impressed with Dad when he decided to walk on the return trip instead of ride back on the tram. He was such a trooper to walk so much with us that day and is having a great recovery.
This made me miss the many windmills I would see on my mission. I served in Northern Germany and one of my areas was only one train stop from Holland. Much of my area was filled with tulip fieds and windmills.
And this is my favorite picture from the day. Jaxon wanted to be in every picture that he could. Whenever I would tell him to move so I could get just a picture of Em, he would find a way to get out of the way but still be part of the picture.