Los ojos

I had an eye exam today.  20/15 vision, thank you very much.  And I've been using reading glasses, but the doctor said I don't really need them.  I can keep using them if I want help relaxing my eyes for reading long stretches at a time.  I credit my father for my Good Eye Genes.  Thanks, Dad!

My Dad Talks to Strangers

Since my parents don't have a blog, I have to share their funny stories on their behalf...

They took a trip to California two weeks ago, and one thing they did was take my sister Katie to the Pantages Theater in Hollywood to see Wicked the Musical.  They had parked in a lot and were walking around seeing the sights and finding dinner while they waited for the doors to the theater to open.  They were waiting on a corner to cross the street, and in front of them were two "Dudes."  You know, long hair, earrings, baggy pants, the works.  Well, both my family and the Dudes noticed a small group of men approaching the other corner across the street.  The men were dressed in the conservative manner of Orthodox Jews, with black suits and hats and prayer shawls.  One Dude turned to the other and said, "Whoa man.  Look at those guys.  Do you think they're Mormons??"  My dad leaned forward and interjected, "No, they're not, but the three of us are!"  Dude appeared shocked, and said surprisedly, "Well then what are they?"  My dad responded, "I think they're Jewish," but it was apparent from their expressions that Two Dudes never expected to have three Mormon people standing with them on the sidewalk looking so undetectably normal!!!

Zucchini recipe Nathan even ate

Zucchini

Italian salad dressing

Seasoned breadcrumbs

Parmesan cheese

Slice two medium zucchini into circles.  Dip into Italian dressing, then roll in a mixture of 1/2 part seasoned breadcrumbs and 1/2 part Parmesan cheese.  Place in single layer on parchment lined cookie sheet and bake at 450 degrees for 10-12 minutes.

"My name is Nathan, and I approve of this recipe."  (But I really only ate it so that Brenda would make me chocolate zucchini cake later...)

Today's project was

I just spent over 3 hours going through all my old picture files and removing the red eyes from each one -- and I'm not even done!  I sure hope someday I think it was a productive use of my time.

Quotes from the Car - by Becca

Poop.  Poop!  (Giggles.)  Poop's funny.

Mom, I found this gross thing in my nose.  It's really big.  What's it called?

What sings this song, a boy or a girl?

What is this song called? Is it 'Who's Your Daddy?' 

Locks of Love

Ever since her friend Blake was diagnosed with leukemia, Cassidy has been itching to cut her hair again and donate it to Locks of Love.  

It was fairly long to begin with, but we've been waiting for it to be long enough to cut.  Yesterday was the day!  Aunt Noelle came up to do the haircut.  

Noelle straightened it first, and we were happy to see there was 11 inches to donate.  

As soon as the ponytail was cut off, she exaclaimed, "Whoa!  My hair feels so light, it's like there is nothing there!"

Cassidy was thrilled to "do service for other children," and she loves her new haircut.  In fact, as soon as it was finished, she looked in the mirror and proclaimed, "I look adorable!  Is that OK to say?  I don't want to sound like I'm bragging, but my new hair is REALLY cute!!!!"

I think her new haircut is adorable, too.  She wore it straight today, and we'll see in the next few days after we wash it again if it as just as curly as it was 2 years ago when she cut it for her first Locks of Love donation, or if it is getting a little straighter as she ages.  

We're pretty sure it's still curly.  :-)

Now She's a Creepy Baby

I sat in the living room in a chair after dinner last night, talking the day over with Nathan.  All of a sudden I gasped, sat bolt upright, and eyes wide, said, "GROSS!"  The baby had decided it would be a good idea to give my insides a massage.  She took her foot and ran it top to bottom all along the internal wall of my uterus.  It was the most disconcerting and horrible feeling - almost like someone had snuck up behind me to run a finger down the length of my back - but it sure wasn't on my back.  

It begins:  the time period in which it can sometimes be not as much awe-inspiring as it is annoying to have the baby move inside me!

P.S.  I also had a dream last night that she decided to turn, and I could feel it happening in slow motion.  I was so excited in my dream until she got halfway around, decided it wasn't comfortable, and turned right back around the way she came.

P.P.S.  I just read an article on the internet that said women with breech babies experience more shortness of breath because the head crowds the lungs worse than the feet do when a baby is vertex.  I get winded going up and down the stairs, and lately when I've headed up to my room to work out for the day I've needed to take a one minute rest and sit down before I get up to work out for my 30 minutes- which seems totally counterintuitive!  No wonder I've been feeling like such an out of shape wimp the past few weeks!!