Bennett & Harper

Our Little Rocket Scientist

2012-01-24T08:27:00.000-05:00

2012-01-23T14:08:00.001-05:00

Where is that pink hair tape my mom used???

2012

2012-01-01T15:39:00.000-05:00

If the final hours of 2011 are any indication as to the greatness of 2012 - I say "bring it, baby."

Day Five Interview

2012-01-01T14:55:00.000-05:00

Day Four Interview

2011-12-29T14:54:00.000-05:00

Day Three Interview

2011-12-28T14:53:00.000-05:00

Day Two Interview

2011-12-27T14:53:00.000-05:00

Day One Interview

2011-12-27T14:52:00.000-05:00

December 23/4, 2011

2011-12-27T14:01:00.000-05:00

December 23, 2011 marked one l-o-n-g day at school. The students were wired, and the teachers tired. After the 3:00pm bell, I raced home, to begin the journey HOME. We had packed the car with treats, and gifts, and snacks, and movies, and wine (not for the drive, of course, but for the arrival). We would be at the farm for one full day (and two short sleeps).

Christmas Eve Morning began with Grampy's infamous pancakes.

This mouse was the first clue that something big was about to happen.

The card - clue number two. We had not told Bennett and Harper that we would be going to Disney World. Grammy prepared special gift bags for each one, with Mickey inspired gifts; travel games, Mickey/Minnie shirts, a ticket to Disney World. We all waited expectantly for the reveal. Let's just say it was rather underwhelming. There were no tears, shouts of joy, or boggled disbelieving eyes. The 5 year old's response, "Oh, cool. What else is in the bag?" It took some convincing, and several YouTube videos to help Bennett wrap his brain around the idea of the trip.

The rest of the day was spent with the Great Ones. They love those little kids, and while they move slower than they used to, the sparkle in their eyes never dulls when Bennett and Harper walk into the room.

Per Family Tradition, Christmas Eve Eve was spent at the farm, with gifts and holiday cheer. We actually did deviate from tradition, our holiday meal was nachos, wine and pie. Talk about embracing change!

We left a snack and note for Santa, who of course, responded in his block letter script.

The very next morning, we woke early, unwrapped Santa gifts, and packed up the car for the journey back home. Unpacking and repacking began as soon as we arrived in Sartell. Christmas Day consisted of wine and fish sticks.

Let the magic begin.

The Chopper

2011-12-27T12:46:00.000-05:00

While Bennett's favorite gift thus far is his science kit, AP's has a new favorite toy, as well. Andy's big sister takes home the prize, for the remote controlled helicopter she gave her littlest brother.

Several nights, this is how I have found the boy and his dad. They focus so directly on keeping that chopper from crashing. When it does crash (and it usually does) they laugh, and talk about the details of the crash, then discuss how to operate the vehicle in a successful manner. I have thought about reminding Andy that the boy is 5 YEARS OLD, and does not have much experience with toys of this caliber, then Bennett gives a detailed suggestion, that usually results in another, bigger and better crash. And the process begins again... It's rather comical. I'm pretty sure - if Harper could stay awake past 6pm - we would roll our eyes at those boys.

Freddie

2011-12-24T15:49:00.000-05:00

The Prose Family has an elf. His name is Freddie. Freddie arrived right after Thanksgiving. Freddie is a scout elf, sent via the Claus. It is his job to keep an eye on the kids of 1407.

There are a few rules with Freddie. You can not touch the elf. If you do, you will take away some of his magic. You can talk to Freddie, but he can not talk to you. It is his job to listen, and listen only. Freddie flies home to the North Pole each night, to report your behavior to Santa. He returns each morning, and you need to locate him.

Freddie is quite the prankster.

Freddie caught a ride home with Santa on Christmas Eve. He left a gift for Bennett and Harps, and will return next season.

Weird Science

2011-12-19T12:34:00.000-05:00

Lately, Bennett is obsessed with science. He wants to make potions and do experiments. Being a scientist is a perfect profession for the kid, because he never stops asking questions. Uncle Eric and Auntie Amy gave Bennett the ideal gift this season - a science kit for wizards only! He was so excited, we had to actually hid the box until we got home from Papa and Grandma's house. That night, as Harper lay sleeping, Bennett and Andy practiced the scientific method, in a wizardly way.

Lesson number one: Never eat or drink your experiment.
Lesson number two: Only good magic allowed.
Lesson number three: Sit on the stool safely.

Prose Family Christmas

2011-12-19T12:16:00.000-05:00

Christmas at the river is always one of my favorite days of the year. From the minute we walk in the front door, to the time we pile the kids back in the car, it's chaos. Sweet, beautiful, noisy chaos.

Spread the Love

2011-12-05T14:53:00.000-05:00

T and I have several crazy ideas, and spend hours and hours developing these ideas. This holiday season, we decided to make as many gifts as possible. We knew this would take some research, time, and vodka. We were very dedicated to the purpose (and vodka), and spent the first weekend in December spreading the love.

We knew we would need jars - and both collected as many as possible from area recycling bins and neighbors and colleagues. We gathered various shapes and sizes.

We cleaned and sanatized the jars. Then, the mixing began. With all organic and co-op bought ingrediants, we started by making the lotion.

Next, we made soap (which is very, very, dangerous),

and candles with various scents,

and lip balm. Then we prepared and packaged the goods.

So much love was spread that weekend, and so much learned. It was a lot of work, but well worth the experience. I'm so thankful that my bestie and I are only pioneer women on weekends of our choice.

We are totally making gifts next year, but I'm pretty sure it will be wine and beer.

Grateful For

2011-11-26T13:34:00.000-05:00

Thanksgiving 2011

Mustache Party

2011-11-15T15:09:00.000-05:00

This was the official invitation to Bennett's fifth birthday. I have always know that Benito was a unique kid. However, this was only solidified when he requested a "mustache" themed party. Of course, AP and I rolled with it... And, went in search of party favors. If we were going to have a mustache party, there needed to be some mustaches!!

So we bought mustache T's, and mustaches for the ladies.

We even made mustaches for the walls.

Bennett received several fantastic gifts: puzzles, erector sets, PJs, transformers, light sabers, a model of the solar system, video games, straw glasses... However, the biggest statement of the entire day, was in the preparation. EVERY SINGLE man who attended Bennett's mustache party, grew a real mustache in his honor.

You know people love your kid, when they grow a 'stache for him.

And, really, how could you NOT love this kid?

2011-11-15T13:56:00.001-05:00

The BIG 0-5

2011-11-11T13:07:00.001-04:00

Bennett Daniel Prose is 5 years old. Bennett Daniel Prose is 5 years old. I have to keep repeating this statement, as if I am trying to convince myself of the accuracy. It's seems so utterly insane to me that this little boy is turning into such a big KID.

I am lucky for many reasons, and having the boy, is at the very top of my list. He makes me laugh until I cry, he amazes me with his wit and memory. He pushes my patience with his endless chatter, and stretches my brain with the questions he asks.

We love him with our everything.

Fortunately, he told me today not to worry, because even 5 year olds hug and kiss their Mommy.

The Ninja & the Bumble

2011-11-11T12:06:00.001-04:00

It has become a tradition for Mom to come spend Halloween with us,

and to trick-or-treat with the Kral family.

This year, Bennett was Halloween crazy. He wore his ninja costume most days after school, and practiced what he would say trick or treating.

Harper, not so much.

The Bumble & the Ninja... So different, yet identical...

Sh#%s & Giggles

2011-11-07T17:38:00.000-04:00

T is beginning to stretch her photog wings. Or perhaps, she is just getting sick of taking pics of the Prose kids. MEA weekend, Terrin and I met my lovely sister in law, Amy, and her equally lovely little girls for a photo shoot at the Como Conservatory. We laughed a lot that day, as Amy smoothed dresses, Ella sat poised and ready for each smile, and Gracie... Well, Gracie has a mean 3 point stance.

Of course, T also got some great pics of the 'lil Gnome - standing tall on her feet!!

We named our future business that day, but decided we may need some more practice, and an appropriate logo.

Get on your feet, little girl.

2011-11-07T16:00:00.002-04:00

Darling Harper has been walking on her knees for almost 6 weeks. At her year check up, we were even referred to PT. The PT department had a few possible reasons for her knee walking: unusually small feet in proportion to the rest of her body, being born into a family of late walkers, speed (she's really fast on her knees). I was not worried by her knee walking, just a little annoyed with telling her to get on her feet. Harper can bear weight on those little tiny feet, and walk behind push toys and around furniture. To me, it seemed she was just choosing the quickest mode of transportation.

October 17, 2011 was a day like any other - until I picked up the kids after school. I almost fell to my KNEES, when Harper walked up to me on her FEET!!!

Just another reason to go to school, kids.

W-town

2011-11-07T15:36:00.000-04:00

The second weekend in October, the Prose family traveled to Warren-town. Great Grandpa had not been feeling well, and had to go stay in Crookston for awhile. I wanted to help with the transition, and was so happy the Andy was able to figure out work, so he could come, too. On this trip, we found out that Harper is not really a fan of road trips. She fussed and cried and screamed until Mahnomen. (For those of you who are not familiar with the area north of Alexandria, this is roughly 3 hours and 45 minutes into a 4 hour trip.) We also found out that Bennett can talk, and sleep through her screaming. We spent lots of time with The Great Ones, and went to the local pumpkin patch, and played in the leaves.

Carving pumpkins with a tot, and a 5 year old is precarious. Andy broke the cardinal rule: NEVER ASK THE 4 YEAR OLD WHAT THEY WANT THEIR PUMPKIN TO LOOK LIKE! Bennett wanted a ninja pumpkin, and skeleton pumpkin, and a mustached pumpkin. We ended up with a vampire

and Batman.

I know!! He's pretty good, right?!?

A Day to Remember

2011-11-07T14:57:00.004-04:00

October 3, 2011

Harper Nicole Prose and her very first pony

A Weekend in October

2011-11-07T14:54:00.000-04:00

The first weekend in October has become a marathon tradition for us. Bennett, Harper and I traveled to "T's World" Friday after school, and met Nicole. All of us sleeping over at T's, not a big deal - but Matt being there - total big deal. By far, this was one of the best weekends of autumn. There were so many reason that made this weekend memorable, in addition to having so many of my favorite people all together. I made a list.

Reason #1: The Tent
Terrin and Matt recently added a room to their condo. While the room is still under some construction, it was perfect for us to crash. T and Matt constructed the tent for Bennett to sleep. Seriously - best idea ever. (Harper slept in the laundry room.)

Reason #2 The Photo Opportunities
No suprise, there was walking around the city, eating and snapping (senior) pics.

Reason #3 The Boat Ride
We took a boat ride down the Mighty Mississippi. It was beautiful, bursting with fall colors. We had wine and cheese and cheetos and a fishing pole. Matt taught Bennett to fish, using a real worm. Listening to Matt explain the intricacies of casting, while Bennett sat attentively listening, was by far my favorite moment of the evening, quite possibly the season.

#4 The Race
Last year, we were able to watch AP run. This year, was much less stressful, as we were able to watch only strangers run. Andy joined us early Sunday morning, to gather the perspective of the spectator. I'm pretty sure he will run again. Next time, I'm making him a shirt with his name on it.

#5 The Flight

Como

2011-10-19T15:45:00.000-04:00

COMO ZOO

Harps was really happy that day...

Bennett: Hey, Mom! Take my pic for Darrell. Darrell love buffalo!

Shhhhh, don't tell. Prep for Disney World, baby!

Teach Me How to Bucky

2011-10-19T15:30:00.000-04:00

Finally, we got to spend Colie's birthday with her! Mom, Dad, the kids and I traveled to Mad-City for Labor Day weekend (which is literally labor day weekend for my mom.) We arrived in time to spend the last few hours of Nicole's birthday with her.

We love Wisconsin, and the Mad-city - all most as much as we love 3D movies and Colie.

Frankenstein

2011-10-18T14:59:00.002-04:00

Harper is 16 months old. She walks on her knees. At her 15mo check, our doctor referred us to Physical Therapy. I was not concerned at all. Bennett walked at 16 months, I walked late, my nieces all were late walkers... I was not worried when Dr. L raised one eyebrow, as she watched Harper (speed) walk on her knees. But, I was a little shaken when she said, "EVERYONE in PT wants Harper on their caseload. No one has seen a baby walk on their knees before." (Really? Because I googled it, and there are hundreds of knee walking babies...) I enlisted the help of my SIL (PT extraordinaire; foot and ankle specialist). Amy said Harps was fine. Ms. Kelli said she was fine. I, too, knew she was fine - but, I really wanted her to walk.

Harper walked around furniture, and walked behind push toys, and could stand unattended. However, she only had taken 3 steps one time. Until yesterday.

We were so excited to see Harper's Frankenstein gait. The best ever was when Harper walked to greet AP when he came home from work. His expression was classic, "What the ??"

I'm pretty sure our lives just changed dramatically - we may have to get a fence, or a leash.

Mr. Duncan

2011-09-17T12:05:00.002-04:00

With Terrin in the basement, and the kids at daycare, we were able to continue checking our DIY projects off the list. Next, the dining room table. We found this table on Craig's List, and purchased it from a lovely women in St. Paul. The table is a 1930's Duncan Phyfe (whatever that means), and it came with six matching chairs. On the way to check it out, AP instructed me to keep my cool, so we could "wheel and deal". I did my best, which was not very good. As soon as I saw the table I gushed, "I LOVE it. Like LOVE IT." I am pretty sure there were tears in my eyes as the previous owner told me how she raised her boys at that table, and did homework with them, and had holiday meals. As the now college aged sons helped load up our new table, there was no doubt of the emotion from buyer and seller.

The table required some stripping, and we used some sort of goo for that process. It was a huge mess, and honestly, I was too scared to scrape away at my beloved table. We sanded the table a few times, and took the cushions off the chairs. A few of the chairs needed some repair, and we used wood putty to fill holes and cracks. We used 60 & 100 grade sand paper. (I should make a list of everything I learned this summer...) After sanding, the furniture was wiped down with a damp cloth, and we put on a coat or two of primer.
Aside note: A 4 inch roller may be the best invention ever.

The thing with painting is that you have to allow it to dry before you move on to the next layer. In order to produce quality work, these times of rest were necessary. This time also provided us with a well deserved rehydration break, and a time to meet our new neighbors.

A cool grey paint color was our selection.

Several coats of poly were added for safety.

The chairs were recovered with a bright red pattern (Thanks, Rudy!! I'll take my wine back now.)

I could not wait to get this table into our kitchen. It took all my strength to let it sit in the garage for a few days and rest. But, in the end, so worth it.

I can not wait to make some memories with Mr. Duncan.

Paint by Numbers

2011-09-16T13:37:00.000-04:00

This rug idea came from somewhere... Wish I could remember so I could give credit... We started with a rug from IKEA, and Terrin had stencils made at Office Max. The rest was up to me. Cooperative learning is what works best for my brain, so I recruited Kylee (with the promise of day drinks) to help me.

It turned out pretty sweet. I think it would be awesome for a play room (or classroom) - but perfect for my kitchen.

DIY Curtains

2011-09-16T13:36:00.000-04:00

Sweet Fabric + Heatbond + Iron + Grommets = Best Curtains Ever

Kitchen Luminary

2011-09-15T13:31:00.000-04:00

Does that even match?

2011-09-14T11:14:00.000-04:00

Our kitchen is a work of art. It is a masterpiece of design, and I like to think it was kind of a group effort. We had a lot of dialogue about the kitchen. We looked at many websites (houzz being my favorite), and magazines. There were a few things that we knew we wanted.

AP: wood floors, gas stove, white cabinets & concrete countertops
GP: farmer's sink, wainscoting, & big family table

Lucky us, the house already had beautiful wood floors, my husband has ADHD and is pretty wicked handy (and did I mention T was currently unemployed?). AP picked up some appliances at an auction. We made several trips to IKEA (cabinets, sink), and there were countless Craig's List finds. The kitchen evolved in several layers.

Before:

Phase One Complete:

The above pics is the kitchen I came home to after Ann's wedding. I was shocked by the transformation in a few short days. The lower cabinets had been refinished, the new uppers hung, the appliances in, wallpaper border off and new paint on. Now, it was my turn as AP had to go back to his paying day job.

Guest Bedroom

2011-09-13T11:13:00.000-04:00

Before I bought food for the fridge, I bought bedding for the bed. T needed a place to sleep, and her favorite color is green, so Bennett picked out some clean sheets for her room.

Are you kidding me?

2011-09-12T11:10:00.000-04:00

Nope. No joke. This was my first challenge: getting all this stuff in the appropriate place. I was stunned when I first saw the garage. I thought I had organized and packed well. Due to the extreme heat in our rented storage unit, several of the well organized and labeled boxes had collapsed. We had a mess of mixed up boxes and rooms.

There were two Life Savers these first two weeks of the move. 1. Ms. Kelli offered to take the kids, full time, two weeks early. This allowed time to actually work on the house, without kids. 2. Terrin was between projects, which was life-saver #2, as that allowed her to come stay with us. Yes, stay.

Day One of Garage:

Major Progress?

1407

2011-09-10T14:39:00.001-04:00

1407

We have officially moved to Wisteria Lane - and I love it. The weekend we closed on the new residence, the kids and I whisked off to northern MN to the wedding of Annie and John. While we were celebrating, T came to 1407 and worked with AP. They moved all our stuff into the garage, demo-ed the kitchen, cleaned up the demo, prepped and painted the entire main floor, put the kids rooms together, and managed to drink a few Alaskan beers. I will never be able to thank them enough.

Numerous projects and painting and Craigs List finds followed, but lets begin at the beginning - a clean, empty house.

Basement (Storage Room #1)

The entire basement will be our TOYROOM!!

View upstairs - 2 storage rooms, and guest bedroom

Family room

Bennett's Room

Bennett's Bath

View downstairs, and guest bedroom

View from front door - looking into kitchen, and up/down stairs

Kitchen

View from garage door - looking into front room and formal dining (which will be our library)

Front living room

Formal Dining Room (library)

This house is beautiful. We were so lucky, the previous owner took outstanding care of the home, lawn and surrounding areas. We need some paint up, pictures hung, and maybe a matching velor track suit - we will fit right in.

Two down...

2011-08-13T13:48:00.000-04:00

The very next weekend, not only did we close on the 1407 property, but after years and years - Annie walked down an aisle built by her daddy, into the arms of her beloved, bald man.

seis anos

2011-08-06T14:21:00.001-04:00

Six years ago today... only four more until Fiji.

One down...

2011-08-05T13:19:00.000-04:00

The first weekend in August, marked the mid-way point for my month of celebrations. August 5, I was honored to stand next to Kylee on her wedding day. Not only did I get to wear a beautiful pink dress, and pink feathers in my hair (shocker), but I got to dress my little boy in his first tuxedo. It was kind of emotional - the wedding and the tuxedo.

The day was beautiful, the kids were so awesome, and Kylee Kay became a Ray.

Home-tel

2011-07-30T10:55:00.021-04:00

Hotel. Motel. Holiday Inn.

This was our theme song for roughly 3 1/2 weeks in July. We had the luxury of staying at the Holiday Inn Express. People often gave me looks of sympathy, and expressed concern about how difficult it would be to live in a hotel, with two little kids. I, however, must disagree. I strongly encourage anyone who has the opportunity to shack up in a hotel (in particular, a Holiday Inn) for an extended time, to do it!!

We didn't just stay in any room. We had a three room suite, with a kitchenette. We had two large bedrooms. Harper had her own bed and bath room. AP, the boy and I shared the other room. AP and Bennett slept in one bed, and I had the other. It worked out rather well for the Prose Family.

Two of Three Rooms - a pretty typical day at the HOME-tel. Not sure where the kids are...

We also had access to a swimming pool, hot tub, continental breakfast - and McDonald's was right across the street. I will always have fond memories of our stay, and I can't thank the staff enough. I wonder if the cats would agree...

Home-tel. Motel. Holiday Inn.

You're going to pack that????

2011-07-13T15:19:00.001-04:00

Packing has been quite the experience. Recently, I found out that Bennett thought we had to leave all our stuff in the house, and we had to replace it with all stuff in the new house. After I set him straight, the transition seems much smoother. Bennett even "helped" pack, by selecting what toys he NEEDED to keep out of any boxes. I purchased a tub, and told him he could put whatever he wanted in the tub, and I would not pack it. But, when the tub was full, everything else would be placed in a box (or Goodwill. shhhhhhh).

Over the past few weeks, I've been packing and AP has been hauling boxes and furniture to storage. We have limited resources, but we are resourceful!! Nightly picnics on the floor and hiding in empty boxes seems to keep us all entertained.

closing on house #1 July 29

two weeks at the hotel

closing on #2 August 11.

Thirty Nine Years

2011-07-07T15:15:00.001-04:00

Happy 39!!

Thanks for getting married, mom and dad.

Prose Family Fourth of July

2011-07-04T14:52:00.001-04:00

Between road trips, and packing, wedding preparations for KT and Belle, and AP's crazy work schedule - we were finally able to make itto Prose Family Fun Day. The Fourth of July party at river has evolved from hundreds of people and port-a-potties, to jumping castles and slip-n-slides. Strangely enough, the packing for the weekend remains the same...

The family was there in full force (minus the Krueger Clan), and the kids literally ran from sun up to sun down. This was the best year yet, as the kids are old enough to play together, and the babies still little enough to sleep the day away. We spent the days on the pontoon, swimming and diving and jumping.

The evenings brought us up to the deck for incredible (totally legal) fireworks, smores by the fire and non-toxic bug spray.

I could go into detail about the "ohhhhs" and "ahhhhs", but this says it all. Love those kids.

Dear Louise,

2011-06-25T14:23:00.000-04:00

Our version of Thelma and Louise goes something like this...Thelma is a passive, goofy teacher, married to a workaholic husband. Louise Sawyer is a married, finance guru who appears strong, organized and stern, with some unspecified trauma in her past. They head out in Thelma's electric blue Prius for a five-day vacation of day drinking in the mountains. The miles of tar and gravel and covered bridges before they reach their destination, changes them from victims of circumstance into heroines of the road.

I will never forget this trip, and I keep the details close. We laughed and cried, even yelled at each other. We all have wounds. Fortunately, the mountains are healing.

Operation SOLD

2011-06-15T12:39:00.008-04:00

As many of my stories begin - this one all started with T, some wine, and a list. The list grew, as the wine supply depleted. Those who know my bestie, know that she is witty, at times crass, intelligent, and always brutally honest. She is logical, uber Type A, and obsessed with organization and budgets. She can visualize, and sort. Her logic, many times, has put my sensitivity in check. So, when T started making a list, and throwing all my stuff away - I probably cried, but knew it was for OPERATION SOLD. We started with closets and cabinets...

I will spare you all the gory details, let's just say that T was concerned that I would be on the next episode of "Hoarders" if an intervention did not take place. And intervene, she did.

We cleaned, and tossed, and painted and updated. We organized, and donated, and donated some more. We checked off each item of that list. With pictures on the fancy camera...

and the burial of St. Joseph, the mission was complete. Mid-June we accepted an offer on 2608 15 Avenue Southeast, and the packing would begin - after one major roadtrip.

2011-06-10T12:20:00.020-04:00

Haper turned one, and of course, there was a party. We were so lucky to have beautiful weather, family and food. There was a gift or two, as well. Harper is a sweet babe. She smiled her huge grin, and laughed at all the bags and papers. Her favorite gift, without a doubt, was the enormous balloon from her big brother.

Thank you to all who made her day a special one. The first year of parenthood is a rollercoaster - hold on tight, and hope it stays on the track. I've come to believe that birthdays are as much about the child as the village. Many have said it takes one to raise a child, and I believe it takes one to raise a mother, too.

one year ago today...

2011-06-09T07:50:00.000-04:00

I woke up early (surprise!) and got Bennett ready for school. After AP and the boy left, I crawled back in bed to bask in my miserableness. The uncomfortableness soon turned into hunger, and I waddled my way into the kitchen. I popped an english muffin in the toaster, and then it happened. At least, I thought it happened... Maybe it happened... Actually, I wasn't quite sure what had happened... Shannon answered on the first ring, and I sputtered.... "Sooooo, either I just peed my pants, or my water just broke..."

After chatting with Shannon, and figuring out what to do, I called AP. He was in the middle of feeding 400 people breakfast, but answered on the third ring. He was on his way home before I could even tell him to get in the car.

Arriving at the hospital, we were admitted and told that my doctor would not be able to perform the delivery. Although I was super disappointed (and now kind of scared), I knew I was in capable care. I was "third on the list" and very grateful I didn't actually eat my english muffin.

Harper Nicole Prose was born at 11:23am. She weighed 7lbs and 5 oz, and was 19 inches long. She snuggled in right away, and slept through her birthday.

Today, Harps is one year old.

Dream BIG baby girl. Dream big.

one year ago today...

2011-06-08T09:56:00.000-04:00

True story about one year ago today, I went to see my favorite doctor. It was my 37 week appointment. I was scheduled to deliver a baby, via C-Section in roughly 3 weeks. I was super excited to see my doc, and was quite positive she was about to admit me to the hospital immediately, and deliver the baby. I was so ready, and I was certain she would have some big numbers for me.

Nope. Nothing. Like not even a fraction of a one. Doctor Regan informed me that all was good, but I was not showing any signs of having a baby any time soon. She told me she would see me at next week's appointment, but it looked like this baby, unlike the brother, was patient.

I was devastated. I cried on my way to the car - cried like people stopped and asked me if I needed help. "No thank you," I responded with tears pouring down my cheeks, "we are all good." I called AP and cried. I called my sister and cried. I called my mom and cried. I emailed Renae & T and cried. I texted Shelly and cried. I could not believe I had it so incredibly wrong, anymore than I could believe that I had to be pregnant for three more weeks!

Then, I realized the crying was not helping, and quite frankly I was about out of tears. I sat on the couch and I recited my petition. "Dear God, Mother Nature and the Universe - this is my formal request. I need my baby's birthday to be tomorrow. Thank you."

Bob

2011-06-07T12:54:00.000-04:00

We recently completed our first round of swimming lessons. This has been a topic of discussion in our house for months. AP was not sure if Bennett actually needed to attend swimming lessons with his access to lakes, rivers, and my history of lifeguarding (if you can call working at the Warren Community Swimming Pool from 1994-1998 "lifeguarding"...). However, when Shannon called and asked if we would be interested in taking lessons with JAYDA!! discussion was over.

Enter BOB. On the first day of swim lessons, Bennett told me all about his instructor named, "Bob". He then proceeded to tell me about how he put his whole body under water. Being a certified lifeguard, I know this is also known as a "bob". What a coincidence, right?! I was pretty certain the instructor was NOT named "Bob", and that Bennett was mistaken. I was more certain of this error when Bennett was practicing his back float, and "Bob" told Bennett to stick his tummy up in the air, and Bennett proceeded to stick his tongue up in the air...

A month later, Bennett and Jayda successfully completed their PIKE course.

Look closely... Instructor: Bob Simonson

What's a burning barrel, Mommy?

2011-06-06T12:51:00.001-04:00

I should probably officially blog about Easter 2011 prior to the Fourth of July 2011...

Easter 2011 was a pretty great holiday. In addition to having the best looking kids at church,

and spending some quality time with family,

there was, of course, the Bunny and baskets...

but, the best part of the weekend was the GATOR.

The GATOR was not the best part of the weekend because it is an incredibly cool toy, nor because it came in an incredibly big box. It was the best part of the weekend because I was able to experience my childhood through the eyes of one little boy with a big imagination. On that GATOR, Bennett, Grampy and I walked the land. We raced to the burning barrel, threw rocks in the big ditch, and checked out the ridge. On that GATOR we looked in culverts, and ran around the grain bins. We explored the well house, and the quonsets. That GATOR traveled many years on it's maiden voyage.

The Belt

2011-05-11T13:13:00.000-04:00

Weekly, Bennett attends karate lessons. This was his idea, and I must admit, it was a great one. Not only does karate teach fine motor skills, coordination, respect and responsibility - it allows AP and I to see our son in a classroom setting. Much to our delight - and relief - Bennett is a pretty good kid. (Sometimes, there is a really naughty boy there, and those weeks Bennett looks like a REALLY good kid.) Recently, Bennett passed the yellow belt, and was honored with a green belt. It was a big day in our world.

Where's my lightsaber?

2011-05-09T15:36:00.000-04:00

Grammy came to visit, and a visit from Grammy usually means a whole lot of fun. This particular trip included a stop at the local Build a Bear. It only took a minute to pick the actual bear. STAR WARS! for Bennett and a kitty for Harps.

A heart was placed in each bear. Bennett rubbed the heart on his arm (to make it strong), and blew hot air on it (to make it warm) and tucked it safely in each bear.

The animal selection was an easy process, however, as Grammy and Bennett began selecting accessories... We could have been there all day!

Izzo and BizzA

2011-04-26T16:24:00.002-04:00

Latest photo shoot with T... She always makes Izzo and Bizz A look like the cutest kids in America.

2011-04-18T10:57:00.002-04:00

Saturday, we braved the mix of rain, snow, sleet, ice, and flood water to celebrate year four of our favorite "cousin" Izzy.

We arrived at the Cariveau residence, and the chaos began, and only increased when we arrived at the waterpark. We took over that place; we slid and ran and swam. Two babies, and three crazy toddlers are a lot of work - the lifeguard only had to rescue one (mine, of course). We played hard, and crashed hard. Thank goodness for chicken nuggets and babysitters.

Despite the weather conditions, the lack of AP, the major sugar high/tired kid meltdown, and the need of a lifeguard rescue, it was worth every single minute -

for this.

Dentist Day

2011-04-12T10:55:00.000-04:00

The dawn of April 01 (even early for us), Bennett ran into my room shouting, "Today is the best day EVer, Mom. Dentist day, and T!! YES. Just the best day." While it was April Fools Day, this was no joke. Bennett was super excited to go the the dentist, to show off his chompers, and talk about paleontology.

We found a wonderful, very kid friendly dentist (notice the shades for the bright light?). Bennett loved every minute. The tooth technician told him he had a "such an interesting personality". (And my teacher friends know what "interesting" means...)

Who loves the dentist as much as B? Not me, but we do love T.

Goat & Pig

2011-03-30T11:26:00.000-04:00

Fancy Shirts & Pixie Sticks?

2011-03-29T14:08:00.000-04:00

Bennett found a fancy shirt in his closet. (The great thing about B's growth chart is that his clothes last a long time...) He decided he needed to go somewhere fancy in his fancy shirt. He asked me if we could go on a date. Certainly, IF we could find a babysitter for Harps. Fortunately, Andy was available - and he's cheap.

Bennett and I went to an afternoon showing of "Gnomeo and Juliet", and of course, we purchased the obligatory kid's combo of popcorn and beverage. The above stated combo comes with a pixie stick. Really? Who thought giving a kid a pixie stick before a 90 minute movie was a good idea? Probably those same people who believe No Child should be Left Behind by 2014... But, I digress...

The movie was a hit. We only had to take two breaks; one bathroom, one licorice. I'll probably go out with him again.

Waterslides

2011-03-28T15:43:00.000-04:00

On Saturday, the Prose family packed up their gear (which is a lot of gear for one night, but not too much gear that it didn't fit in the back of the mighty Prius) and headed to Brainerd for some fun at the local Holiday Inn waterpark. The Prose family met the Kral family, and fun was had by all. So much fun that Mama Prose took one picture.

So much fun that the kids crashed early. IF we would have had ajoining rooms the fun would have continued longer than 8pm. Unfortunately, there was no amount of magic to make that happen. So, thanks to the Krals! Next time, connected rooms and two nights (and maybe a big, huge, jug of whiskey??)

Left Unattended

2011-03-17T11:05:00.000-05:00

The other evening, I left Bennett unattended in the bathtub (gasp!!). I am sure I was busy doing something quite urgent, but was quickly reminded of my son, when I heard screaming, and a plugged nose gasp, from the bathroom. "Where are those fish?? Fish!! Where are those fish??" I quickly peeked in the tub, and found

Bennett Daniel Prose - in full snorkel gear.

boys vs girls

2011-02-25T08:26:00.000-05:00

Harper is almost 9 months old already. She is one happy baby. She smiles all day long. She laughs (grunts) and giggles (grunts) and coos (grunts). The difference between boys and girls is overwhelmingly obvious in our house. Harper is happy when she wakes up. Bennett cried when he woke. Harps is a wonderful eater. She is eating finger food and 2 bowls of cereal/baby food for meals. She also LOVES her bottle. B would rather do pretty much anything other than eat. H snuggles. She will hold you, and rest her head in the crook of your neck. She's a lover. Bennett will wrestle you to the ground, then proceed to use his num chucks and/or sword to battle you into defeat. Harper screams (and grunts). Bennett "Hei-Ya's!" (and grunts). Boys vs girls? Sounds like AP vs GP.

Do Not Assume.

2011-01-25T14:10:00.000-05:00

Being an elementary school teacher, people often assume that I am at home doing "educational" things with my children each night. However, more often than not, the most educational activity (at home) is catching a few minutes of the latest "Diego" episode. Thank goodness for Ms. Kelli's School of Pre.

Bennett Daniel Prose

Age 4

January 20, 2011

Over the River

2011-01-21T15:55:00.002-05:00

...and through the prairie. Next, we traveled to Grammy and Grampy's farm. It's a long drive. A very long drive. However, the kids did great. Thank goodness for Colie. Bennett did not want to watch a movie on the way, he wanted to talk. For FOUR hours, he just wanted to chat.

We stayed for a few days, and even AP made it this year. (Shhhh - he thinks he travels to the farm every year for Christmas. Don't try to tell him that 2010 officially marked year number two.)

Bennett is the perfect age for Christmas. Everything is so magical. He believes, and he believes hard. Harper's first Christmas was pretty magical, as well, especially when she had her fairy god mother to snuggle with.

My camera made it just under 24 hours, before the battery died. So, quick summary - Santa came, and he left a note. The Great Ones are just that - pretty Great. The Cariveau Crew are our best friends for many reasons, but the top being the ability to play upstairs and drink wine during the day. We are the luckiest kids ever.

Ho Ho Ho. Here's to a 2011 full of total awesomeness.

Christmas 2010

2011-01-21T15:32:00.000-05:00

Oh, Christmas Tree. Oh, Christmas Tree.

Yes, I know. It's January. The Christmas tree has long been recycled. However, the Prose house is still high on Christmas spirit. Like Bennett's birthday, Christmas lasted about a month. We started with Prose Family Christmas on the river. We had a lovely meal (with green jell-o, of course). Somehow, the kids managed to eat right next to the massive tree, and enormous pile of gifts. Then, the chaos ensued. So much fun. Unfortunately, Harps was battling a double ear infection, and was only up for a small part of the celebration.

I know exactly what you are thinking... These two look nothing alike.

No. Bennett did not get a snowmobile. But - Noah did!!

The Big Guy & Freddie

2010-12-23T11:10:00.000-05:00

Last weekend, Andy and I took the kids to see Santa. I really can't describe accurately how excited Bennett was to see the Big Guy. From Papa and Grandma's house to Santa's village, Bennett chatted about what he would say to Santa, what Santa's favorite things are, how Santa flies, what Santa likes to eat for lunch (this trip is ninety minutes). He dashed through the mall, and hopped while we waited in line. After about 30 minutes of hopping, I asked if he needed to use the bathroom. There was NO WAY this kid was giving up his spot in line, so he danced and pranced until it was his turn. (Then, he decided he didn't want to have an accident on Santa's lap, so we let a few families go ahead of us, while I held our spot, and the boys made a run for the nearest restroom.)

Bennett held up two hands, and asked for some "private time" with Santa. He shook Santa's hand, introduced himself and took the coveted spot on Santa's lap. After adequate alone time, Bennett then called for his sister to join Santa for the obligatory picture. As we left, Mrs. Claus chuckled and said, "That boy is going places."

And then, there is Freddy.

Freddy is a scout elf. He reports to Santa each evening the behavior of the Prose children. After his trip to the North Pole, Freddy hides in various locations around our house. Each morning, Bennett scrambles out of bed to find Freddy. Unfortunately, Freddy will return to his native home on Christmas Eve, but he will come back us next year (maybe right after Halloween??).

You Better Watch Out

2010-12-21T15:52:00.000-05:00

numero cuatro

2010-12-21T15:36:00.000-05:00

On November 10, Bennett turned four years old. Birthdays are a big deal in the Prose House, so Bennett really had a birthmonth. He celebrated on the actual day, with his best friends and some aliens. He celebrated on the weekend with his parentals and T. He celebrated the following weekend with Grammy, Grampy and the Great Ones. He celebrated the following weekend with the Prose Family, and the day after with Colie and T (again). Needless to say, turning 4 is no joke.

lefse, anyone?

2010-11-22T13:50:00.000-05:00

Each November, the Proses gather to participate in a family tradition. The past few years, I have missed this weekend due to grad class or pregnancy. This year, I was intent on learning the process of making lefse. Early Saturday morning, I packed up the kids and T (honorary Prose), and traveled to Pine City. Making lefse is no joke. Rita had the Prose kitchen set up with six stations. Wes prepared the dough, T, Rita, Stephanie and I rolled, and Eric was in charge of the griddles. The kids ran from one end of the house to the other, and tried not to get hurt.

We laughed a lot. We made a big mess. And, we each went with home with bags of lefse. Tradition.

Hey, everybody!!!!

2010-11-11T14:05:00.002-05:00

I'm FOUR!!!

it used to be cool

2010-11-07T07:10:00.001-05:00

Daylight savings time used to mean an extra hour of bar (and sleep) time. Now it means... taking videos of your kids?? Oi.

You may not believe this the hippest way to spend the 5am hour, but I will take it any day.