For the Love

Four, four? How did this happen?

2011-10-19T06:55:00.000-07:00

Somehow, someway while I wasn't looking Quinn turned 4. She was very excited for her 4th birthday. To her, this was a biggie. She wanted 3 things, bike, barbie house and fancy party. We were able to check all of those off her list.

She is a smart, beautiful and interesting child. Preston and I often joke that we don't know anyone like Quinn. She has a unique outlook on life, sense of humor and personality. She is strong, confident and humorous. And, she knows how to make herself happy. I can't imagine our family without her. We love you bug, QB, princess Quinn, sassy, monkey, baby girl. Thank you for putting up with us.

A Century of Agriculture

2011-09-22T08:08:00.000-07:00

This year my family celebrated 100 years on the farm. Spilkers have farmed the land for a century and we decided it was a great reason to celebrate.

So all summer my family and the farm crew spent their spare moments (right, spare moments on a farm) painting, weeding, mowing, and spit shining everything on the property. When the party came it seemed as though even the rocks had been polished. It was an amazing time for our family.

I've always been proud of my parents and that land, but that night I was beaming. I'm not involved on the farm today, but it has been so influential to my life. That raising and lifestyle sticks with you. Now that I have my own children I realize how so much of who I am and what I have become points back to those 18 years on 722 Road. I watched my parents work hard - enduring tough times and worse weather, surviving the farm crisis of the 80's and working early in the morning until late at night. I remember getting off the school bus and onto a grain truck with my mom at the wheel and my homework on my lap. I remember riding on the floor of the combine with my dad so I would get to see him that day. They did all of that for the love of the land and to build an amazing life for my brother and I. Thank you Mom and Dad for not just talking to me about values, hard work and dedication, but showing me. Demonstrating each day what it means to believe in something, commit to it and never waiver.

This year my brother joined my dad on the farm. And with that, the Spilker farming tradition continues.

Fall

2011-09-21T14:50:00.000-07:00

I love everything about the Fall season - cooler temperatures, beautiful leaves, my youngest's birthday, football, Halloween and pumpkin bread.

Enjoy it with a Snakebite:

Snakebite!

Pumped up kicks

2011-09-01T17:44:00.000-07:00

Connor's new kicks - sweet, huh?

Kickin' ass...

2011-08-24T08:24:00.000-07:00

and takin' names in Pre-K. Well, technically writing her name (backwards). But, I'm sure Quinn is also kickin' some serious "a" in that class.

First day...check!

2011-08-23T06:47:00.000-07:00

The first day of school is in the rearview mirror and we are officially in school days mode. The summer didn't just fly by, it zoomed by at mach speed. In the blink of an eye, gone are the lazy days (although they didn't really feel that lazy) and back are the days of homework, spelling tests, and packing lunches.

The kids are excited for the new school year. I always felt the same. There was such great anticipation and hope about what the school year would bring. I think this is going to be the best year yet!

Making 13 Lucky!

2011-08-22T09:14:00.000-07:00

Happy Anniversary Preston. Yes, I will renew your contract for another year. I could count all the ways that we are lucky, but it would just make us look like sucks. Because we are really damn lucky.

You asked me a while back if I was nervous on that day in August in 1998. I wasn't. I wasn't nervous or apprehesive or worried. I was only excited. Excited about all that was ahead of us and all that I knew that we would have together. That hasn't changed - not one bit. I'm still excited about all that lie ahead. Thank you for being my partner in this crazy life. I can't imagine it without you.

It's FRIDAY - what will you do?

2011-08-19T09:56:00.000-07:00

It's Friday, it's Friday, it's Friday. The entire weekend lay before us.

I will sleep until the sun is up instead of waking in the dark. I will take a couple of glorious, sweaty runs out of doors. I will play with the kids. I will have a date with my husband. The kids will have pizza and a movie with a sitter. I will get together with some girlfriends. I will slowly drink two cups of coffee while reading the Denver Post each morning. I may throw in a load or two of laundry. I may tidy the house a bit. I may stock the fridge for the upcoming week. We may go to the pool. I may drink a glass or two of wine. We may go to Cactus Jack's for the best burgers in Colorado. Connor will load his backpack for the first day of school. Quinn will try on her uniform for her first day of Pre-K with Ms. Summer. Connor will build Legos. Quinn will play babies and barbies. Neighbor kids will knock on the door and ask if the kids can play. Preston may mow the yard. We may light the firepit and enjoy smores. We may eat a home cooked Sunday meal OR we may get take out.

So, so many things are possible.

What will you do? Don't you wish just a tiny bit that you were part of the Barton 4? It's a pretty good place to be, especially on the weekends.

A little cushion, please.

2011-08-17T15:00:00.001-07:00

Build cushion-room into your life. We should have a little cushion to put our feet up on at the end of a hard day, a little cushion on our backside for when we fall down with laughter and a little cushion for those we love.

Embrace the idea that a certain amount of failure is good and make allowances for it.

Fortunately, I married someone who gives me a ton of cushion. Giving people a little give is an incredible gift. Couldn't we all just use a little?

These are a few of my not so favorite things...

2011-08-01T09:37:00.000-07:00

Untangling my ipod headphones

Mondays

grocery store tomatoes (vs garden tomatoes)

calories

meetings to discuss an upcoming meeting

whining

hangovers

blowdrying my hair

the shoulder strap on my handbag falling off my shoulder

bubble tea (it's just too weird)

Emails with a red !

chipped/chipping nail polish

traffic

mushy apples

lazy people that don't return their cart to the cart corral

scratchy sheets

dirty bathrooms

lima beans

"have-tos" that get in the way of my "want-tos"

I'm gonna be a Superstar

2011-07-25T06:54:00.000-07:00

When you ask our children what they want to be when they grow up, Connor's answer is pretty typical (completely unattainable, but typical). He replies, "Professional soccer player, lego builder, army guy (uh, over my dead body. I'd rather buy him a motorcycle.), or insert new interest/hobby.

Quinn's reply is succinct and always the same, Superstar. For those of you that know her, this reply should come as no surprise.

And, here's our little Superstar...

I'm a glutton...

2011-07-20T13:53:00.000-07:00

Is it more gluttonous to:

Take a bite of dark chocolate, 2 sips of wine, bite of dark chocolate, 2 sips of wine...(you get the idea)

OR

Take a sip of wine, 2 bites of dark chocolate, take a sip of wine, 2 bites of dark chocolate...

These are the things that keep me up at night.

Oh, and by the way, if I were to do it right - I'd be gluttonous with these:

Car Talk

2011-07-19T12:09:00.000-07:00

I have some of my best conversation memories with the kids when we are in the car. I'm usually driving along, listening to music and one of the kids brings up a topic that almost has me swerving into oncoming traffic. (Not because I want to end it all, simply because I'm so thrown by what they've just said.)

The other day was one of those moments. Connor and Quinn were talking about having hair on their arms and Connor said, "Dad has a lot more hair on his arms than I do." I replied, "Yeah, well when you are a man you'll have more hair on your arms than you do now."

He thought about this and then said, "Mom, I never want to grow up and move out. I want to live with you forever." "Oh honey, you'll definitely want to move out someday and start the next phase of your life," I said with a tear in my eye picturing him moving out and not being able to check on him each night.

Then, like the true independent child she is Quinn said, "Yeah, well I'm going to move out when I'm five. I'm getting an apartment."

I just hope it's nice, because she has really high standards.

Things that make me happy

2011-07-15T08:23:00.000-07:00

Fridays

Hitting the 5 mile mark during a run

Quinn in a swimsuit

Freshly painting fingers and toes

Red wine, dark chocolate, a good book and sleeping kiddos

Connor's lego creations

Christmas morning santa discovery with coffee at the Bartons

Waking up on the farm

Preston's grilling materpieces

ladies night

learning something new about a loved one

buying gifts

many feet under my dinner table, with excellent conversation above

a great handbag

Happy Friday to you all!

Let it go...to accept what could be great!

2011-07-14T10:43:00.000-07:00

I'm a planner, an organizer, a budgeter, a menu for the week maker, and a tidier upper. It's just part of who I am. But, I have had to let go of a "life plan" because I kept trying to force things to be a certain way when they could actually be much, much better if I just let life guide me.

Said it before...

2011-07-13T10:23:00.000-07:00

And, I'll say it again - sorry for diappearing to the few (even fewer now that I frequently disappear for months at a time) that read this. I'm going to try to get better.
As Preston knows, it's not that I don't have a lot to say. It's simply that I don't have as much time to say it and how I hate that.

Anywho, getting back to regular posts. Think it'll be good for my soul AND I know that ya'll are just dying for all of my thoughts and opinions.

Today, you get a recipe for a cocktail (because it's hump day after all). One of our favorites at the Barton casa and we stole it from some dear friends.

Sassy Mofo (I added that) Lassy
2 shots vodka (for Goddess sake, use the good stuff)
8 ounces sparkling lemonade (Or, a Mike's Hard Limeade/Lemonade - because your mixer should also have booze in it)
fresh lime juice from one fresh lime (then dump the used up lime right on in)

But, I warn you...be very, very careful - you will slur your words. It happens...to other people.
Enjoy and drink often and plenty.

School's Out for Summer!

2011-06-02T08:10:00.000-07:00

Well, we made it through 1st grade. It was pretty painless (other than the weekly homework, ugh). Connor had a great year - made incredible friends, was lucky enough to have an amazing teacher, and made huge strides in all learning areas.

It was such a kickin' year that I was actually sad to see it end!

Story update - much to his demay he's starting summer "camp" today.

Making the move...

2011-04-21T07:15:00.000-07:00

I can't believe it, I can't believe it, I can't believe it! I got such incredible, amazingly wonderful news last week.

Our dear friends and neighbors from Salt Lake are moving to...Denver (ta da!). I almost couldn't believe my eyes when I read the email.

Such a hard goodbye almost 2 years ago. We can't wait to welcome them to the Mile High City!

Very soon, the gang will be back together.

EMAW

2011-03-17T07:34:00.000-07:00

Bring on the Cats!

104 Days until Summer!

2011-03-16T12:58:00.000-07:00

Are you ready?

Happy Birthday

2011-03-15T07:25:00.001-07:00

Happy Birthday to my parents! They are off in Mexico, so I guess I should say Feliz Cumpleanos!

Shark Infested Waters

2011-03-04T07:31:00.001-08:00

Just another day in paradise.

Where is the love?

2011-03-02T08:22:00.001-08:00

Really? Really? Is this where we are right now? What about tolerance? What about love, compassion and kindness?

Those carrying signs with the mention of their God - what about...

We love because he first loved us. If anyone says, "I love God," yet hates his brother, he is a liar. For anyone who does not love his brother, whom he has seen, cannot love God, whom he has not seen. – 1 John 4:19-20

A friend loves at all times, and a brother is born for adversity. - Proverbs 17:17

'Do not seek revenge or bear a grudge against one of your people, but love your neighbor as yourself. I am the LORD. - Leviticus 19:18

Hatred stirs up dissension, but love covers over all wrongs. – Proverbs 10:12

But most of all - what about the Golden Rule?

Lucky #7 - Mr. Connor George Barton

2011-02-28T15:06:00.000-08:00

Today, you turn 7. It's a shock just to say it - 7. Feels like tomorrow you'll be taller than me and driving. How can that be when it feels as though it was just yesterday when I could hold you in one arm and unload the dishwasher with the other (or eat dinner, pour my coffee, check out at the grocery store, you get the picture).

My how you loved to be held. This hasn't changed much. You still crave us, your family. I so fear those days are numbered, but until then we will continue to take in every moment of your affection, hugs and snuggles.

I am in awe of you child - your view of the world, your empathy, kindness and sincerity. For 7, it really feels like you've got a lot of it figured out - maybe you could fill me in on the secret?

Thank you for filling our lives with so much. We adore you.

Now, let's have some cake!

Game Changer

2011-02-08T10:29:00.000-08:00

Thirteen years ago today everything changed...Preston got down on one knee and said he'd love me forever. He's a brave, brave man. Two states, five houses, two kids, hundreds of k-state games watched, and cases of wine later here we are. Better than ever, stronger as a two-some than we ever were solo and happier than I ever thought possible.
Thank you for asking, saying I do and sticking around. The best is yet to come.

Good riddance 2010!

2011-01-03T08:45:00.000-08:00

It wasn't the easiest year that 2010, so I'm not sad to see it in my rearview mirror. I am excited about the prospect of a fresh year. Preston and I spoke briefly about our resolutions for the upcoming year. First on my list was joy - I want to try to experience more of it, in every aspect of life. My gift from Preston of snowshoes will certainly help!
As usual, I included being more patient. I struggle with this, so any tips are greatly appreciated.
I'm also going to try to keep at the treadmill and eat well when I can, but going back to the joy thing - sometimes those two things are just not in the cards and joy takes precedence over sweating and eating veggies.
Happy New Year to you - I hope 2011 brings you much joy!

Merry Christmas to all...

2010-12-24T13:21:00.000-08:00

and to all a good night!

The Barton 4 wish you joy, peace and happiness for 2011! Please come visit often and stay long.
Preston, Connor (6), Quinn (3) and Stephanie

On our very merry way...

2010-12-22T08:40:00.001-08:00

Our bags are packed and the presents are stowed;

it's off to the Midwest we go.

To celebrate with great cheer and merriment plenty,

with family and friends who are all at the ready.

We wish you great joy and happiness too

as you rejoice with your loved ones,

I hope there's good brew.

Sugar and spice

2010-12-21T07:06:00.000-08:00

Sugar and spice

and everything nice

that's what little girls are made of

Sunshine and rainbows

and ribbons for hair bows

that's what little girls are made of

Tea parties, laces

and baby doll faces

that's what little girls are made of

But, just sometimes...

Sharp tongued and ratty hair
and dirty looks that scare
that’s what Miss Quinn is made of

Princess crowns and dresses
demanding all done up tresses
that’s what Miss Quinn is made of

Silly jokes, faces
and off to the races
that’s what Miss Quinn is made of

One week...

2010-12-17T08:29:00.000-08:00

And we can't wait!

Serious Sparkle

2010-12-09T12:29:00.000-08:00

Overpriced? Oh yeah.
Gaudy? Did you see them?
Awesome? Hell yes!

You may say, "Yeah, but 1 out of 3 is not reason enough to buy."
You're right, but this is...

Dear Santa, it's me Quinn

2010-12-07T18:11:00.000-08:00

Dear Santa,
I have been a really good girl this year. If you don't believe me, just ask. Please bring me a Barbie, doll that pees, a puppy, all things princess and pink, oh yeah and all things pretty, sparkly and fabulous.
And, since I was so perfectly good this year and you will be delivering a ton of amazing gifts to my attention you'll have a lot of room in your sleigh for your return ride to the North Pole. Please feel free to take my brother with you.
Fondest thoughts,
Quinn

The weekend

2010-12-03T14:39:00.001-08:00

So excited that the weekend is almost here - and very few things planned fall under the "Sufferfest" definition.
Yeah us!
Have a good one - cheers!

Sufferfest - been there?

2010-12-02T09:11:00.000-08:00

I started running a little over a year ago and it's been a great way to stay in shape. Unfortunately I've taken a couple of weeks off, so last night was hell on the treadmill. Or, as Preston would call it "a real Sufferfest". See Barton 4 definition of Sufferfest below.

Sufferfest; noun, verb, adverb, adjective, blah, blah, blah
Root word: suffer

Definition of Sufferfest:
: Something horribly, terribly, and awfully personally encountered, undergone, or (barely) lived through

Synonyms:
Hideous disaster, calamitous event, nauseating bragging (about kids, diet, workout schedule, beauty, etc), abhorrent catastrophe, embarrassing debacle, stomach flu/food poisoning, apocalypse, tradeshows, cleaning the toilet, Armageddon, hangover.

Antonyms:
Kid-free anything, massage, lying on beach, eating dinner without interruption (including, but not limited to: spilled milk, screaming, peeing of pants, complaining, whining, fighting, or tears), sleeping past 6:00 am, enjoyable, interesting, fun, care-free, easy, fully rested and rich, winning the lottery, getting a raise, smashing success, wine tasting.

Examples of Sufferfest:
• That time on the treadmill was a real Sufferfest.
• Oh no, they put sauce on Johnny’s chicken, eat fast to shorten the length of the upcoming Sufferfest.
• Cleaning the house is a pure Sufferfest.
• Having lunch with Sally (thin, rich, beautiful, perfect children and husband) to “catch up” after her two week tropical vacation will be a complete Sufferfest.
• I can’t believe I drank two bottles of wine and it’s 3:00 am – holy shit tomorrow is going to be a Sufferfest as I take the kids to the disco roller-skating birthday party.
• Why oh why did I cut my own bangs, the next month is going to be a hair Sufferfest.
• Ahhhhhhhh SUFFERFEST!

What's your Sufferfest? How do you live through it?

Santa Baby

2010-12-01T07:30:00.000-08:00

(Read while humming Santa Baby)

Santa baby, slip a wait staff under the tree, for me
I've been an awful good girl (well I tried)
Santa baby, and hurry down the chimney tonight

Santa baby, an adorable and handsome masseuse, that too
I'll wait up for you dear
Santa baby, and hurry down the chimney tonight

Think of all the fun I've missed
Think of all the scoldings that I haven't dished
Next year I could be oh so good (well averagely so)
If you'd check off my Christmas list
Boo doo bee doo

Santa honey, I wanna trip and really that's just
the tip
Of the iceberg my dear
Santa baby, and hurry down the chimney tonight

Santa cutie, there's one thing that I want and might even share
an au pair
that loves my kids like they’re hers
Santa cutie, and hurry down the chimney tonight

Santa baby, and fill my stocking with a personal chef, and checks
Sign your X on the line
Santa baby, and hurry down the chimney tonight

Come and trim my Christmas tree
And finish all the laundry that’s been killing me
I really do believe in you
Let's see if you believe in me
Boo doo bee doo

Santa baby, forgot to mention one little thing, my offspring
they could use a staff too
Santa baby, and hurry clean the chimney tonight

Hurry down the chimney tonight
Hurry up and make my life right – hear my plight!

Let me reintroduce myself...

2010-11-30T09:30:00.000-08:00

I have been told by the 6 of you that it's been a while since I've provided an update. So, here goes a feeble attempt to update you on the circus that is our life. Life has been crazy with the Barton 4 this fall and I'm sure your house is nuts too. (If not, please just tell me it is so I feel a little bit better about my state of affairs.)
Ahem, Connor started at a new elementary school in August (1st grade - can't believe it), Quinn turned 3 (going on 13), I started a new job, Preston started a new job, Quinn got potty trained, we got a dog, we potty trained the dog, we sobbingly gave the dog back to the rescue organization, I ran my subaru into the garage, I took Connor to the ER (he's fine) with a terrible case of croup/whooping cough, 2 of us survived the stomach flu, we celebrated Thanksgiving amongst family and friends, one of us turned 35 (boo hoo!), Preston got his first day of skiing in for the season, and our Christmas lights are hung.
Good hell - glad that's all in the rearview mirror.
Right now we are in the midst of Christmas shopping, with the kids list changing by the minute. What have you been up to lately?

Soccer Season Complete

2010-10-28T15:20:00.000-07:00

Connor enjoyed an amazingly fun season with the Wizards. It was an incredible group of parents and kids and we lucked out on weather (except as you can see for the last game). It was a wonderful feeling to cheer on the team - even when they suffered some devastating losses. During one game Connor said, "I can't even watch any more. We are getting destroyed!" But, he always ended the game with a smile and a snack. And really - what's better than that? (To which I would respond, uh a trophy?) But, I am reminded that it's only 6 year old soccer.
We look forward to another season in the Spring - assuming of course that his interests have not moved on to say something like the xylophone. But, if it does I will cheer from the parents section of the xylophone concert, "You play that man!"

Oh dear you're 3, how can it be?

2010-10-01T07:22:00.000-07:00

Today my darling Quinn you are three years old. I'm not sure how this can be. I so vividly remember the day we welcomed you into this world and how it felt to hold you that first time. It felt like my heart would burst.
And then Connor met you and fell in love with you immediately. From that point on the 2 of you have been coconspirators against your father and me.
You are the family princess, sass master, goofball and diva (you stripped that from me long ago).
I adore you and can't imagine this world without you - oh how bland that would be.
All my love, Mama.

No more Mr. Wiggles...for now

2010-08-22T07:22:00.001-07:00

Inflation has hit home at the Barton Casa. Connor lost his first tooth and the Tooth Fairy left a Lincoln. I don't know about you, but in my day a tooth got you about a quarter.
It was a pretty painless first tooth loss - he was running down the hill and yelled, "Mom, I just lost my tooth."

Negligent

2010-08-16T14:39:00.000-07:00

It has been brought to my attention by my readers (ok, just one reader) that I have been negligent with posts this summer. I'll agree with that statement and promise to try to do better.
It has been a bit of a crazy summer. I've been home with the kids, but we've barely been home.
We've taken trips, adopted a dog, hit numerous parks and swimming pools, and explored much of Denver. It has been an amazing couple of months and the kids have taken huge leaps in development.
Monday, Connor starts first grade at Powderhorn Elementary (YEAH!) - his first foray into public school. He can even ride the bus!
Quinn is headed back to preschool the end of this month!
Over Labor Day weekend we will head back to Manhappiness to cheer on the Cats against UCLA and spend time with family and friends.
It's been a great summer with lots of funshine!

All in a days work

2010-07-09T12:49:00.000-07:00

Yesterday while at Target the kids were falling just slightly short of my expectations (holy hell, they were HORRIBLE). So, the consequence is not being able to get the free cookie at the bakery. When I broke the news to Quinn she screamed, "What? I don't get a cookie? You are ruining my life." Yeah - she's 2.

Later that day, feeling like mother of the year I told Connor that we weren't going to go to the pool with degrees in the 70's and chance of rain. "Mom, you are totally wasting my whole summer."

So, there you have it. I've pretty much got this parenting thing licked. Now taking calls.

The Graduate

2010-05-21T06:00:00.000-07:00

In the midst of Quinn's colicky days someone once told me when times are hard the days may drag on, but be careful because the years will fly by. That is certainly true, because I'm not sure how my little guy is 6 years old and graduating from Kindergarten. Yesterday, bursting with pride Preston and I watched Connor and his class graduate. As a parent there is nothing like watching your child smash through milestones. It's joyous and a bit sad at the same time. As I sat there with tears in my eyes watching these children, I envisioned how quickly the time will come that we are watching the next milestones and the next.
But today, we're just going to savor the moment and the diploma because although the year did fly by there were days that did drag on with counting charts, spelling tests, nap times and Weekly Readers.
Congratulations Connor. We are so proud.

Come on now...

2010-05-19T11:31:00.000-07:00

Really get in there and enjoy that chocolate cake. Quit with the pretense of manners and decorum and enjoy all of the deliciousness.

Major

2010-05-10T12:38:00.000-07:00

With Kindergarten graduation fast approaching as well as the one year mark on our residency in Colorado I am shocked and a bit freaked out about how big the kids are, how quickly time flies by and I'm trying desperately to savor my family, friends and moments. Quinn is slimming down (no comments, please), Connor is acing spelling tests and I'm getting more laugh lines everyday (again, no comments are greatly appreciated).
Two weeks ago the kids bumped up to bigger beds and it made a HUGE difference in how I see them. I love watching them sleep and am all of the sudden shocked to see them in these big beds sleeping like big kids.

I'm not laughing...

2010-05-07T11:37:00.000-07:00

Seriously, it's just not funny any more.

Sand, surf and friends

2010-04-28T15:04:00.001-07:00

Connor and I made our 2nd mother-son trip to Huntington Beach last week. It was a reunion with our dear friends the Talleys. Amazingly enough Connor and Max haven't lived in the same city for THREE YEARS, but they are still great buddies.
It was an amazing time, but difficult to say goodbye. Connor and I were both sniffling in the airport after the drop off and he said, "Mom, sometimes it hurts my heart to say goodbye."
Me too buddy, me too.
We wish them well on their journey to DC and hope they enjoy returning to the East Coast - I know that many will miss them out West.

It was a Hoppy Easter!

2010-04-06T08:34:00.001-07:00

Seriously Awesome

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

Words fail me.

Dr. Quinn Medicine Woman

2010-03-23T09:56:00.000-07:00

The doctor is in and she is accepting new patients.

Making Lemonade

2010-03-15T09:34:00.000-07:00

Sometimes when life hands you lemons, it's actually your mom who makes you lemonade. And, that's exactly what she did...well, more like took me to Mexico and ordered me margaritas (and pina coladas, mexican flags, miami vices, coronas, tecates, glasses of wine, etc.)
It's hard working making lemonade, but we managed to make the best of it.

Gold Medaling in Weekends

2010-02-22T08:04:00.000-08:00

If there is one thing the Barton 4 do well it is weekending. We've completely mastered the art of the perfect combination of laying on the couch with having fun (we are the Bode Miller of Combined Weekending). Last weekend was no exception. Fun with friends Friday night, sledding Saturday and the Museum of Nature and Science Sunday. Whew - good thing we were able to jam in some college basketball and Olympic games watching on the couch.
Now, if they would just add a sport for long story telling and wine swilling we would definitely make the podium. We are seriously that good.

Introduction to the Finer Things

2010-02-16T12:44:00.000-08:00

On Valentine's Day I made chocolate fondue for the kids. In the end we were elbow deep in the fondue dish.
The best recipe I have found for chocolate fondue was in Food and Wine (where else, right?).

1/2 cup milk
1/4 cup heavy cream
1 Tbl. sugar
6 oz semi-sweet to bittersweet chocolate (chopped or chips)
2 Tbl. unsalted butter

In a saucepan, mix the milk, cream and sugar and bring to a boil. Add the chocolate and remove the pan from the heat. Let stand until the chocolate melts, about 5 minutes; stir until smooth. Stir in the butter.
Serve it with fruit and pound cake (THE best).

A sick day for Quinn

2010-02-09T19:10:00.000-08:00

and more Dora The Explorer than any one should be subjected to - there just isn't enough wine for over 10 journeys to gooey geyser, the tallest mountain, Benny's barn, mi abuelas, chocolate tree...
And please, I beg you Swiper, no more effing swiping. Why must I keep saying it?

Let's just all hope that the fever dissipates before tomorrow morning. I'm not sure I can handle one more day of Dora, Boots, Benny, Isa, Tico, Abuela, Diego, Baby Jaguar, blah, blah, who cares, save me please, more wine - of course.

Where are we going...insane asylum, Where are we going...liquor store, Where are we going...medicine cabinet...Where are we going...

Don't tempt me...

2010-02-04T08:50:00.000-08:00

to pick up my pen.

100 Days Smarter

2010-02-03T12:00:00.000-08:00

Yesterday the kids school celebrated the 100th day of the school year. There was pizza, counting games, rootbeer floats and the presentation of each kids 100 things (that they personally counted out). Pretty cool way to make just another day of school fun and exciting. The kids were excited and Quinn even wanted to wear her party dress.
It's amazing how much they have learned during those 100 days!

When Connor and I were about to count out his 100 things to bring (Legos of course) I said, "We can make 10 rows of 10, because that adds up to 100." I was trying to be helpful as the child was supposed to do all the counting, with only supervision by the parents. He replied, "Or, I could just count to 100."

Yeah, or we could just do that.

Even if he could, he wouldn't.

2010-01-27T08:53:00.000-08:00

Last night as we were winding down for the night, hanging out and COMPLETELY out of the blue Connor commented with a smile, "Even if I could I wouldn't trade Quinn." And some days we all feel like that.

Too quiet means trouble...rookie mistake

2010-01-14T13:30:00.000-08:00

I knew Quinn was being too quiet, too good upstairs playing by herself. So, I don't know why I was even surprised when she came out of Connor's room and announced, "I have Connor's underwear."

Oh my dear, you don't just have his underwear - you're wearing it, inside out. This picture will resurface around the time of your wedding rehearsal dinner. Mark my words.

Happy New Year!

2010-01-05T14:14:00.001-08:00

I keep reading about resolutions, what we should resolve to do from the experts and then something similar coming out of everyone's mouth. Don't get me wrong, there are PLENTY of things I should resolve to do. Those things I'll keep to myself and try like hell to really do. (Repeat under breath, patience is a virtue.)

But, for all of you I hope you resolve to have more fun, laugh as often and loud as possible, and enjoy many great meals and even better bottles of wine with those you love. My mother-in-law always says, "I like having your feet under my table." Why don't you also resolve to come to Denver and spend some time with your feet under my table. I promise it'll be fun, we'll laugh a lot and I'll cook up a warm meal served with an even better bottle of wine. Please, come visit.

Merry Christmas to all

2009-12-24T14:41:00.000-08:00

and to all a good night.
Happy Holidays to the four of you that read this (last year it was 3, but I figure I picked up a reader at one point in the last 365 days). I hope you are happy, healthy and maybe a little buzzed (from wine or merriment, or both). Our life is good, we are watching a storm rage outside and a bit nervous about our trip up to Nebraska tomorrow, but life is good.
We are happy, healthy and a little buzzed. Santa is slated to arrive tonight and bring some really cool toys - it's rumored that someone is getting a batcave and a little certain Miss is getting a dollhouse. Still plenty of time for them to get on the naughty list, but I'm sure they'll be angels for the next 7 hours.
Enjoy your Christmas where ever it may be and however you are spending it. Be happy and be kind to each other - that's really what matters most.

Not one, but two damn tannenbaum!

2009-12-10T13:54:00.000-08:00

It is true that this year we put up our first tree in 11 years of marriage (insert gasp and disapproving glance here). Honestly we've typically barely decorated because we are so fortunate to go back to the Midwest and stay with our families for an extended period of time. Don't worry - there are decorated trees there and much, much merry.
But, this year Connor was not going to let us go without a tree and quite frankly it was time. We are so enjoying how festive it looks. We also put up a tree in Connor's room - not quite the 7 footer he was hoping for, but damn joyous just the same.
Enjoy some pictures of our tannenbaum - oh and stop judging! Oh and in trying to "keep it real" don't you love the unmade bed, dirty shirt Quinn is wearing and bed head that Connor is sporting in the middle of the day. Precious moments.

Rockin it like EJ

2009-12-06T14:28:00.000-08:00

Connor's not afraid to rock it like Elton John - minus the piano, but add the kazoo. Oh, and thank you so much to Kaitee's mother for putting kazoos in the goody bags. Really, really appreciate it. Really.

Just a salad...

2009-12-01T13:42:00.000-08:00

So, I was looking through recipes for a new salad recipe. You know, trying to eat light after all that turkey and sides full of butter. I came across one I'm sure the kids would gobble up - marshmallows optional.

APPLE SNICKERS® SALAD

6-8 apples (unpeeled)
2 SNICKERS® bars
1 1/2 to 2 c. Cool Whip
Marshmallows (optional)

Cut apples in small pieces. Dice SNICKERS® and add them and Cool Whip. Let chill at least 1 hour.

Happy Thanksgiving

2009-11-26T11:59:00.000-08:00

May your stuffing be tasty. May your turkey plump. May your potatoes and gravy have never a lump. May your yams be delicious and your pies take the prize, and may your Thanksgiving dinner stay off of your thighs! Happy Thanksgiving!!! So thankful for the family we have visiting today and missing those who are far away.

Give Thanks.

2009-11-25T13:32:00.000-08:00

Most of the time I'm a glass half empty kind of gal (ok, enough snickering). But, I am thankful. I have a family and a life that completely fulfills me. My house is warm, my pantry is full, my kids are healthy and the people I love, love me. For that and so much more I give thanks.
Oh yeah, and I have a loaf of pumpkin chocolate chip bread in the oven and in about an hour I'll be really thankful for that.

Sneak peek...

2009-11-05T08:09:00.001-08:00

I've often said that my house is like the zoo (without the smell) and my kids are little monkeys. Cute, wild little monkeys. This video gives you just a glimpse of what our evenings look like. Come visit, we could use some fresh zookeepers!

Previously...

2009-11-04T08:07:00.000-08:00

For Connor's first Halloween he was also a skeleton...and the same weight he is now.

Happy Halloween!

2009-11-01T07:54:00.001-08:00

Just try to take her seriously...

2009-10-29T13:12:00.000-07:00

Believe me, if you don't take her seriously when she wants you to (even with the Dora glasses and pig tails)...well, let's just say it does not make Quinn happy and you don't want to see that. Trust me people.

Snowin' like a Mutha!

2009-10-28T14:35:00.001-07:00

Welcome to Colorado - looks like we'll easily get over 14 inches. Come visit, the mountains are calling.

Target - not the pumpkin patch

2009-10-26T14:20:00.000-07:00

Part of the weekend was beautiful, amazing and warm. Yeah, that's the part that we spent inside glued to the couch watching as much college football as we could possibly take in (sorry kids, mommy wants to see if they get the first down). I was so hopeful that Sunday would be the same - it was not.
So, instead of the pumpkin patch we hit the Target. Just a little thing I like to call a precious moment.
We did have fun carving, painting and even roasting seeds. Just didn't make it to the patch.
After all of that fun the kids used our dining chairs and couch as a jungle gym. That night as I was eating my dinner at the table with my family I felt so blessed that I wasn't eating at the cafeteria at the Children's Hospital. I've always said, it's the little things.

For the love...of cooking

2009-10-21T11:10:00.000-07:00

I love to cook and I love to make things that I think my friends and family will savor. So, tonight I'm making a new Chicken Parmigiana recipe. This one's for you babe. And, it's gonna be amazing.

Baby Girl Turned 2...Not Terrible

2009-10-15T15:37:00.000-07:00

I'm a little late on this post, but we celebrated Quinn's 2nd birthday on October 1st and again on the 3rd with a party. It's amazing how much she has changed from 1 to 2 - huge milestones. Now you can carry on a conversation with Quinn (albeit a frustrating one, but it's still chatting), she can go on most of the big kid stuff at the playground, and she says thank you. Just a few of her tricks. She is a truly wonderful, sassy and smart child.
I am lucky to be her mom. We love you Miss Quinn (spirited, sassiness and all).

Felt like a celebrity chef

2009-09-29T10:33:00.001-07:00

Every once in a while you hit the jackpot on dinner with your children. To be fair, my kids are good eaters and they enjoy a variety of flavors and dishes. That being said, I get my fair share of, "This sauce is slimy. Oh gross. I am NOT eating that. What else is for dinner? Can I have cereal...please?" So, when you do get praise for your prepared healthy meal, you feel like a celebrity chef. For just one moment you get cocky. See this parenting this isn't so hard, you think.
The other night we were enjoying grilled chicken with vegetables and salad. Connor said, "Wow. Mama, I am totally taking this chicken down. It is sooooooo (with drama) good." Immediately after Quinn threw her food on the floor and said, "All done please."
Moment over.

Not why we moved here...

2009-09-25T12:29:00.000-07:00

So, we didn't move to Colorado so I could be closer to some dear friends. But, it is a hell of a perk. It's so amazing to watch your children become buddies with your buddy's kids.

One of "those" mothers

2009-09-22T07:29:00.000-07:00

It's been whispered about me, said right to my face (sometimes in awe and sometimes while their head is shaking) and teased occasionally. I don't scrap book, I have NEVER (I repeat, never) taken my children for professional pictures, I fail to send out holiday cards and my children's baby books are pretty much blank after the ultrasound photo. GASP! (Give me a break our wedding pictures are still in a sandwich baggie...somewhere.)
It's not that I care less or that I don't want those things complete. I guess I just get sort of caught up living the precious moments instead of capturing them. Will I regret it? Well, maybe.
I often make a plan to fill something out or schedule a photo session and then it's just such a beautiful day so we head to the park. Or, it's a snowy day so we huddle inside and make brownies and play Candy Land.
But, to make a long story semi-short it makes days like today important. So, please kids on this picture day smile big. I'll put the pictures in a frame on the mantel and everyone will be so pleased.

Campy Family

2009-08-26T10:54:00.000-07:00

For the last week of summer break, Connor and I took a four day camping trip to Central Utah with my parents. Connor caught trout with Papa David, played in the dirt, and loved sleeping in a tent each night. It was so great to spend quality time with both my son and my parents in the wilderness.

After four days away I thought Connor would be ready to go home, but he was bummed when the trip ended. Fortunately, we had already planned a weekend camping trip with Stephanie, Quinn, and some friends back in Colorado. So, after one night at home to clean up and re-supply, we once again loaded up the gear and spent two more nights camping with the entire family. It was a fabulous weekend. The weather was perfect, and Stephanie and I celebrated our 11th Anniversary in the mountains with some wine, good food, and our two beautiful kids. We are truly very fortunate.

First Day of School

2009-08-25T08:05:00.000-07:00

New shoes? Check. New haircut? You can set your watch to it. Sturdy new backpack? It's more than ready for the challenge of rocks, snacks, action figures, the occasional spitball, and maybe even some homework.

Yesterday was Connor's first day of Kindergarten. After school, we celebrated a successful first day with a fast food dinner (Connor's choice) and were regaled with stories of the seven computers in his classroom, the playground, and his new classmates. We are so proud of Connor, but we can't believe how fast he is growing up on us.

Up, up, up, up, up...

2009-08-18T20:30:00.000-07:00

Hmmmm, not quite sure what she wants. Anyone? Anyone have a guess? Looks like maybe she wants to run away and play with her brother while her mama enjoys a glass of wine and finishes dinner. So weird that she's stomping her feet and repeating, "Up mama, peeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeez. Peez, mama up." Almost like she wants me to hoist her 30+ pounds up on my hip. Couldn't be.

Gone Fishin'

2009-08-14T15:25:00.001-07:00

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Such a typical male post - no interesting copy to follow the photos. Geez, it's almost like I have to do EVERYTHING. So, I'm stepping in to give you some info...Woman's work is never finished!
This was on a father-son fishing day near Evergreen, Colorado. Yes, they had a blast. No, they did not catch any fish. Maybe Connor is growing inches everyday (or so it seems).

Ready for a dive

2009-08-10T11:43:00.000-07:00

Quinn's looking at the world through goggle-colored classes. Not sure if that's better than the rose-colored glasses, but she is prepared to go underwater at a moments notice.

Hello Weekend...I've been waiting.

2009-08-07T15:43:00.000-07:00

Wanna come over?

Way more fun than eating vegetables

2009-08-04T09:00:00.000-07:00

Connor spent some time back in the Midwest with both sets of grandparents in July and had a ball. Unfortunately in this photo I don't think he was having any fun at all.

Appetite for Destruction

2009-08-03T15:12:00.000-07:00

It's amazing how quickly one can slip from hippie chick to Axl Rose. Considering Miss Quinn, I think it's much more likely that she'll be heading on the "Night Train" into the "Jungle" than eating organic and going around with unshaven arm pits. (HA HA! I kill me!)

One Month Anniversary on Weaver Drive

2009-07-27T09:04:00.000-07:00

A month ago today we moved into our home. It seems like it's been longer and shorter at the same time (weird, I know). We have hosted family and friends and are truly enjoying our moments in our new home. The kids are settled and sleeping well and we are spending most of our evenings in our backyard sipping wine and just enjoying each other. We shake our heads and talk about how we can't believe we live in Colorado, we wonder how our friends in Salt Lake are spending their evening and we nervously ponder how Connor will do in Kindergarten in just another short month.
I've always believed that life is really about the everyday, the little stuff and right now we're relishing in the little stuff.

Feelin' like home

2009-07-20T09:40:00.000-07:00

Well, we threw our first (of many) backyard bbqs on Saturday night. My parents were in town so we invited over two of my dear college friends and their families. It was such a great night.
This week we're hosting Chad, Alicia, Bailey and Braydon and are looking forward to seeing Tony Stanton (TKE) and his family on Saturday during their family vacation to Colorado.
Hosting friends and family is one of my favorite activities, so if you are in the neighborhood stop by!

Getting Settled

2009-07-17T08:55:00.000-07:00

Well, we've been here almost 3 weeks and we are finally feeling settled. Some have requested pictures, so here you go.

Howdy Cowgirl!

2009-07-13T10:10:00.000-07:00

Well, we made it (whew)

2009-07-07T18:52:00.001-07:00

We've been in our Colorado house a little over a week now. We're all out of boxes and starting to hang accouterments on the walls. And, it's starting to feel like home. There is much to be missed in Utah, but we are really enjoying Colorado. Some dear friends have welcomed us with open arms and we are excited to be meeting neighbors and in a few months other parents from the schools.
Sorry for the lag in keeping the site updated (I'm sure you've been waiting with bated breath), but we've had a few items on our plate that took precedence (you know, like finding our underwear).
Here's where we are calling home these days.

If these walls could speak...

2009-06-16T07:43:00.000-07:00

Last night I lay in bed, exhausted from packing and kids and work and life, blah, blah, blah and I started to really think about leaving our house. I've been thinking about leaving Salt Lake, our neighborhood, our friends, the beautiful canyons that surround us, our favorite haunts and my office mates. But, I hadn't really thought about leaving our house much. We're so excited about moving into our house in Littleton that I had neglected to think about our Lonsdale Drive house.
I remember so distinctly finding that house and just knowing that it was the place for our family. On moving day we were sure that it was the place where we would raise our kids - funny house things change.
That home is the place where Connor started sleeping through the night (bless), where we brought Quinn home from the hospital, where Connor first rode a bike, where we hosted many Thanksgiving dinners and numerous visits from family and friends and where Preston and I really learned what it was like to have a family of our own. We have enjoyed countless evenings on the deck, breakfasts at the counter and movie nights in the basement. So, thank you house.
I wonder are you sad to see us go as we are, but also excited to meet your new family? Take good care.

More, more, more, ketchup

2009-06-15T09:14:00.001-07:00

Just short of 11 years

2009-06-02T14:46:00.000-07:00

Almost 11 years ago, Preston and I drove the Explorer pulling a small Uhaul trailer full of wedding gifts and hand-me-down furniture to the Bee Hive State. We were newly married (a little over a week) and fresh off our honeymoon in Key West. We were ready to utilize our sparkling Marketing degrees from Kansas State and tackle the working, married world. In one word, we were YOUNG. We took a huge leap and flew from the nest, just the two of us.
It's been a hell of a ride Salt Lake City. We have seen friends and family come and go, welcomed 2 beautiful children into the world, lived at 4 addresses, explored much of this state on numerous vacations and built friendships that we'll never forget.
We are so excited for this new adventure and thrilled to be closer to family and friends, but Salt Lake City was where we became a family and a little less young.
Look out Denver because the Barton 4 are coming and you may never be the same!

Yeah, so?

2009-05-21T14:19:00.001-07:00

Vocabulary Explosion!

2009-05-20T10:31:00.000-07:00

These days Quinn is saying new words every minute and she has become quite the little parrot - able to repeat most of what we say with great excitement! A couple of mornings ago Quinn and I arose early to a beautiful morning. She went right to the sliding door to the deck and said, "See birdies." So, without delay we head out to the deck with our breakfast. Connor soon joined us and we enjoyed the morning light and the birdies. The steaming cup of coffee in my hand was the icing on the cake.

More than neighbors

2009-05-20T10:24:00.001-07:00

Across the street and 3 houses down live an amazing family. We have become dear friends and so have our children. Their backyard is the perfect spot to enjoy beers and burgers while the kids play and play and play.
The Demeos have 3 children and they have completely taken our 2 in as part of the pack. We were there on Sunday enjoying a chill night with delicious food and even better conversation. Tracy captured the kids enjoying their dinner (amongst countless "poop" jokes between Joey and Connor, endless laughter and a bit of wrestling).
There aren't words for how much we will miss living up the street from this family. Quinn says it well when she says, "My Tessa."

Friday Night Performance

2009-05-07T11:44:00.000-07:00

Connor's Montessori Schools puts on an annual Spring Performance and Art Show. Last year Connor was shy about his on-stage skills and stayed to the back...not so this year. He was proud to be a sheep, telling me mid-week, "I was going to be a frog, but now I'm a sheep."
I am amazed and incredibly appreciative of the talent that all of Connor's teachers display. His Art and Dance teachers did an especially wonderful job putting all of the evening together.
Quinn was excited to watch Connor perform and yelled, "Nonner" from the back nothing short of 50 times. That was only until she realized Preston was close to the stage taking pictures, at which time she began yelling, "Dada! Dada!"
After the performance we joined some other classmates and their families for gelato. It was a delicious ending to a wonderful Friday night.
Knowing Connor's personality, I take great relief in the fact that it is the first and LAST time that Connor will be a "sheep".

Happy Easter!

2009-04-13T14:19:00.001-07:00

At Connor's urging we participating in some traditional Easter activities. On Saturday we dyed eggs and on Sunday the kids woke up to Easter baskets full of goodies. Once the sun broke on Sunday we hit the yard for some Easter egg hunting. It was a nice day and it felt wonderful to spend some time outside.
The weather forecast shows record lows on Wednesday and snow in the valley. I laughed out loud. We'll be in California where the weather forecast is full sun and 78 degrees. So, go for it Utah - snow all you want.
HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!

I apologize

2009-04-08T12:29:00.000-07:00

I apologize to the 5 people that actually read this blog that I have been MIA lately. Not sure we've really been any busier than usual, and it's not that we're so boring that there is nothing to post (I could only hope), so I'm not exactly sure why I haven't posted in a while. Hmmm, let me think on that while I fill you in on the latest.
In exactly one week we are headed off to California for a Spring Break vaca with the kiddos. We plan to spend a lot of time hanging with our friends in Huntington Beach, heading down to San Diego for a day at Legoland and a day at Sea World, and we'll top it all off with a soccer game on Saturday night - Go Chivas! Connor is over the moon about the trip and Quinn is blissfully ignorant about how her world will be turned upside down during those 5 days. Not me, I am every bit aware of how much fun (and possibly misery) we will experience.
Yesterday Connor's school had a fun run to raise money for the Navajo Grandmothers and the child in Ethiopia that his class sponsors. He was proud to announce that he ran 15 laps! Pretty impressive I must say. (See photo of class above.)
Last week I spent some time at Connor's school for the Spring Party. I've never felt more like a celebrity - the kids are amazing and Connor was so proud to have me there. I read an Easter story to the kids, danced in a circle and helped them get their potluck lunch served. I loved every minute of that small window to their world and I see why Connor is so tired at night!
(Pictures posted of the celebration above.)
AND, last weekend we hosted Big Wave Dave and Runaround Sue and had a ball. It was a really wonderful visit and we so appreciated every one of their "sponsored lunches and dinners", their entertaining of the kiddos and all of our visiting time. It was great to have them as always.
So to the 5 of you, I apologize for dropping off the map (or bloggersphere) but now that I recap my doings I've been busy damn it!

Get serious

2009-03-26T08:11:00.001-07:00

We are going through the worst economic times since the Great Depression and people are up in arms about the below video - good hell.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=txqiwrbYGrs

I have to warn you, it is one of the funniest videos I have seen. The kid was not exploited, he wasn't drugged by his parents, he underwent a medical procedure on his mouth and his dad video taped him after so he could send it to the mother who was out-of-town on business. In the video the kid asks, "Is this real life?" I want to ask the same thing of people who are "outraged" by the video.

Kickin' Party

2009-03-09T13:15:00.001-07:00

For Connor's birthday celebration with his homies we rented out a neighborhood indoor pool. They had a ball! Quinn even got in the water, but seriously with a body like that who wouldn't?

My Favorite Superhero Turns 5

2009-02-27T08:54:00.000-08:00

My crazy-cat, Connor turns 5 tomorrow. Well, technically he'll still be 1 since he was a Leap Year baby. But, we celebrate on the 28th when it isn't a Leap Year.
Today he's walking around the sun (Montessori tradition) and we're taking cupcakes to school. Tomorrow we're hosting a Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtle/Star Wars/Superhero swimming party for he and 20 of his friends. AND, my parents are in town to help celebrate. All of this adds up to a very excited 5 year old.
Wow! I can't believe my baby is turning 5. In his words, "When I turn 5 I get to watch the REAL Indiana Jones." Apparently that's a big deal in the 4-5 year old circles.
It seems like it was merely days ago that he was 2 and I'd ask, "What are we?" To which he would respond, "Two cool cats!"
It's amazing to me the child that he has become. He is interesting, smart, funny and snugly. He loves life and activity - riding his bike, skiing, running, jumping and chasing your sister. He is my sensitive child, a bit shy, a bit reserved and always thinking. I adore the person that he is and love discovering the world with him.
All our love to you, Cool Cat Connor and Happy Birthday!