The Dille Family

Today at 36.5 weeks.

2012-01-30T21:50:00.002-06:00

I woke up this morning and was feeling terribly "off." Which made me a bit nervous. But, No baby today. hurray.

Just a long Target shopping trip by myself with the boys in school, seriously, hours just strolling slowly knocking off things on my shopping/hospital/nesting/packing/repat list. They are having a baby sale this week and that sucks me into the store even more. Can I just say, how great it is to be back in the States and able to drive myself where I want to go, to go in the clothes I am wearing and go in the afternoon. All three things that living in the Sandbox really doesn't allow. I guess in a nutshell I'm enjoying the freedom of being here, missing Mike of course and my own home and routine, but generally being back has been good for awhile. Which, only makes me think and well, know, the transition back to the Sandbox will be another hard one.

Two highlights from today, weather in the 50's and an afternoon playing outside with the boys. Which then led to an early bedtime and two boys fast asleep at 6:45 p.m. Which makes sense because they were up so late last night and up so early this morning.

The other highlight. Another surprise package from my darling husband back in the Sandbox. This time, a package of gourmet cookies and another little love note. Feeling loved on a day when I needed it. Thank you Mike. I love you, miss you and need you!

36.5 Weeks.

She fills every square inch of my torso these days. Literally, she is stretched out. Toes tucked under my chest in my ribs and her head pressing down in my pelvis. The boys always tucked and went out. Not this little lady. Maybe that is why I don't seem as big as I did with the boys. Even the OB mentioned how stretched out she was and that maybe she wouldn't want to be a swaddled baby but more of a spread out one. There's not much room for anything else anymore or to bend over anymore. Even while face timing Mike yesterday Owen patted my tummy and told daddy "mommy's tummy is REALLY big now."

In a perfect world only two weeks left. I'd love to have baby girl on the 13th of February. It's my mom's birthday and she was born on her grandma's birthday. (Although I know Mike's dad is hoping for his birthday on the 14th)That will put me at 38.5 weeks, the longest pregnancy I'll have. I can have goals right?

Hugs, A

Another Week or So Gone By.

2012-01-30T00:11:00.000-06:00

Another week has come and gone and we are another week closer to having a baby.

Over the past few weeks I have taken my feelings of "nesting" and focused on a few projects while also enlisting the help of my awesome mom.

In just a week, four hooded bath towels, over 50 burp clothes (I plan to save some of these as gifts for the baby boom happening on camp), seven receiving blankets and a small quilt for the baby. Mike's parents are in middle of busy season and spend most nights late at the office. So once the boys are in bed I've spent a few hours sewing and cutting patterns. Maybe it makes me feel productive, or just gives me something to do with my hands, either way it's been a bit therapeutic for me.

Here is the pile of homemade craftiness.

Some of the burp cloth fabrics.

The quilt. Originally I bough this fabric for a car seat cover and then decided to make a blanket. I found some matching pink minke fabric for the other side and satin blanket binding. We added batting and then ties to keep it together. Really my mom busted out this beauty the last morning she was here.

This past week I also had an ultrasound to check on the measurements of the baby and then another OB visit. Both pretty eventful. Maybe more than I'd want them to be.

The ultrasound photos are below. Baby is estimated to be about 6.4 lbs last Tuesday. Her head is measuring 1.5 ahead, but still much smaller than the boys. So there is hope.

At my OB appointment on Friday I found out that my Braxton Hicks have been more productive than I had hoped. I am now dilated to a 3, not so bad, right? But with being dilated I am also 50% effaced. We then had the conversation where the doctor told me if I start to have contractions regularly to not "labor at home," but to come right in. She has a feeling that when my body decides to labor, the baby will come fast.

I called Mike and woke him up in the middle of the night. (It was 3 p.m my time.) I'm a tad nervous and wanted to make sure he was on alert too.

So this past weekend I have begun to wash all things baby, set up the room and started to pack my bag for the hospital. I am hoping that if I am ready to go, nothing will happen. I still have a few more things to pick up tomorrow, but progress is being made.

No more Zumba classes for me and a very limited gym list of can do's. My mom pretty much told me not to go to the gym until she gets here this weekend. But sometimes I think I go to the gym more for the boys too. It will be an interesting week. If you've been reading my blog long or know me well enough, you know the gym is my happy place. And, I NEED a happy place right now.

I do have a fantastic husband who is working late nights to finish the boys bunk bed before he comes here. He's working hard on getting our home in the sandbox ready and I know he missed us as much as we miss him.

He's sent me my favorite chocolates and last Monday he surprised me with sending a sweet bouquet of flowers. Here's my cute mom holding them. I was not so cute that day, so no photo with me.

There are so many other things to update and post. But let's face it, I am slowing down and am tired. I think Owen has finally conceded and fallen asleep. So while the boys are down I plan to tuck myself into bed as well. Owen was sick last night, so I am looking forward to more than two solid hours of sleep and sleeping in fresh clean sheets.

Hugs, A

Finally.

2012-01-18T17:28:00.002-06:00

Finally....

We have SNOW!

and some very excited little boys!

Making snowballs.

We were almost fully equipped for the snow. Every thing minus snow boots. Owen lost a tennis shoe half way through the yard and then a mitten.

I put Carter in a pair of my boots. He complained at first, but when Owen started loosing shoes I think he was grateful. In fact they both complained about the snow bibs at first. My kiddos had no idea that is in fact a key choice for outdoor snow attire.

Carter told me, "people are going to make fun of me."

But once again, when we got outside that was the last of that. Just happy little boys rolling around in, stomping and running through, snow ball making and having a blast in our morning winter wonderland.

Finally... A REAL snow angel!

Winter has finally arrived for us in Idaho. About time, we'd had enough of just cold. Some how the snow makes the cold worth it.

Happy Winter!

Hugs, A

Quiet.

2012-01-16T21:02:00.002-06:00

It's 7:43 and the house is quiet. Both boys are fast asleep and have been for almost 20 minutes.
It's in these still moments when I finally have a chance to think, daydream, plan and breathe.

Mike asked me today if there is WiFi at the hospital where we plan to deliver.
Just in case.
I didn't like this question, but perhaps I understand a little of what he is feeling as well.
We're a long way away from each other in the final weeks of such a big life changing event, another child.
I suppose we are both filled with a bit of anxiety about the distance.

Owen came out of his shell today at preschool.
They said he talked all day long.
A good thing, because the past week he seems to have kept to himself, mostly his blanket and thumb.
This is an adjustment for him too.

Carter is still Carter.
Outgoing, non stop and lately a melt down man.
I suppose this is how he is dealing with all of these changes.
But there are moments still, when he crawls into my arms to tell me he loves me and I cherish those moments.
Last night he crawled into bed to snuggle, normally I send him back to his room.
But last night, I had a feeling and knew that these little moments won't always be available.
So I let him stay and I'm glad I did.

Another baby will change so many things for all of us.

This little one frequently gets the hiccups.
A funny little consistent nudge.
Then she also has her acrobatic hours, where I feel my tummy roll and softly push back any elbow or knee she extends.
My entire torso seems to be filled with baby.
I'm excited to meet her and see what her little spirit will bring to our family.

Perhaps in these quiet moments I should tuck myself into bed too.
I know sleep will be hard to come by very soon.
Even now I toss and turn all night, I have moments where I lay in bed wishing to be fast asleep on my tummy rather than my side.
I miss Mike.
Sleeping next to someone you love seems to take away any sense of anxiety or fear.
It leaves you with a sense of security and comfort.

So the rest of my quiet moment will be filled with a basket of laundry to fold and a bit of down time.
Hugs, A

Nesting.

2012-01-14T20:31:00.003-06:00

Baby Updates.

I am now 34 weeks pregnant. 3-4. I am rounding the end and getting ready to bring this baby home. I am excited and nervous all at the same time.

Baby bump at 34 weeks thanks to the Itouch.

I had another OB apt. this week. I am continuing to dilate, this week I am at a 2. But not effacing yet, so she doesn't seem too worried, but decided to start seeing me weekly to keep checking. My blood pressure was high yesterday too. Not out of the normal range, but high for me. I'm under a bit of stress holding down the boys and the fort by myself is challenging and I would lie if I told you it wasn't taking its toll on me.

I'm only measuring about a week ahead, so I'm hoping our little lady will be smaller than the boys were. I am scheduled to go have an ultrasound in the next two weeks to check and see how big she really is to better plan if we will be induced or not. (Although my OB did tell me she would induce at 39 weeks, so that is Feb. 16 at the latest.)

Nesting.

I ordered the CUTEST little ruffle bottom diaper cover and matching headband for Baby girls newborn photos. I'm giddy with excitement!

My mom came into town for two days. We started the car seat covers for the baby, made superhero pillow cases for the boys and I am working on hooded bath towels. I have yet to make a headband for our little lady. I have to admit I may not for awhile, I am tired.

Carter and his Superman pillow case.

Owen and Batman pillow case.

Today (Saturday) I managed to knock out a few more towels and finish up the base of the other car seat cover. The only thing left are the straps, which because we have worked so hard on them I don't want to mess it up, I plan to wait to finish the straps until my mom comes back this week.

Here are the two patterns we made. Both undersides are black and white polka dots. I am in love with the large ric rac. I decided the covers should coordinate with the car seat, a bit compulsive? most likely. The new car seat is black, white, red and a damask pattern. I am in love with it. Girly and sophisticated all at the same time.

I've sorted through baby clothes (dividing sizes into groups - I'm planning to take back enough clothes and such to last at least until August when we come back to the States for our 2012 repat) and am starting to think about packing my hospital bag and what to bring our little lady home in. I haven't started washing yet, I'm counting on another visit from my mom to tackle that task, along with making burp cloths.

The shopping and nesting continue. I have two boxes already packed and ready to take back in March to the sandbox. One with "holiday lights" that I am so lucky we found a few days after Christmas! I plan to take 8-10 and know that I need a head start if I am going to be able to really knock out our list of things to take back.

Mike is busy nesting for me back in the sandbox. He purchased the baby bath tub and ya know what, he bought it in pink. It was his first pink purchase. He is currently working on painting and other details in the baby room- I can't share all the details, but it's going to awesome! You want occasional surprises, I know you do.

Thoughts.

Happy Thoughts for tonight! (I really need one today, this afternoon I feel pretty crappy and the boys have been ruthless.) *Side note* I started this post last night Friday and am finishing it on Saturday. Today has been better than last night.

I got a haircut this week. I feel refreshed and a bit lighter. I took an inch off and added more, shorter bangs. Sometimes you just need a little change. That was one of those days.

Boots, I finally have boots. I've been talking about wanting boots for months!!! Cute boots, tall boots, tuck your skinny jeans or leggings into boots. Three pairs- Merry Christmas from Mike, and these boots in the winter make me happy.

So even if I have gained 30 lbs and am carrying around what looks like a watermelon at least I feel skinny and cute in the boots, the boots that I will be able to continue to wear even after delivery. It's the little things I tell you, the little things that will get me through.

Hugs, A

Happenings from the week.

2012-01-13T21:26:00.000-06:00

Happenings from the past week or so.

It's cold. I knew it would be cold, but I think I forgot what cold really feels like.

We had one morning of snow, which lasted until the afternoon. But we did enjoy the big fat flakes for the hour we had them here.

Last Saturday I loaded the car with the boys and we were off for the day. We survived, the distribution center, the mall- several stores and the food court, Costco and an icee run. I think I just needed to be out and around people that today. However the mini nap Owen took from Eagle to Costco kept him up until 10 p.m. Seriously, it's like this kid doesn't need sleep.

We got Mike's dad a snuggie for Christmas. He finally busted it out and Owen promptly informed him it was Mike's (Mike got one for himself too) and to take it off. Took some convincing for Owen to realize they both have one.

At one point almost daily Owen, Carter and I all comment about how much we miss Mike

We talked again, like we do almost daily, about when daddy comes back, when the baby comes and when we all go back March 11. Carter said that was 'so long away' and he missed his friends.

On the way home from shopping and stopping for ic's at BK, the boys and I were talking dinner plans. Chicken nuggets and turkey sandwiches. Carter then requested mac and cheese. I told him I wasn't a short order cook and that mommy was only making one thing. Owen pipes in, "Daddy makes LOTS of things!"

The boys are really enjoying preschool in the afternoons. With preschool has come the big transition for Owen- No naps! It's sad really. But at the same time, no nap for Owen means he actually goes to bed at night. I mean, lay down and really fall asleep and fast. No battles for bedtime on school days. So both boys have been going to bed between 7-7:30 p.m. and it's a relief. Most nights they sleep for 12 hours. However lately, they are switching off and I seem to have little visitors in my bed and room several times throughout the night.

I've also discovered if I separate them at bedtime they both fall asleep much faster. So each night Owen falls asleep on my bed and then I transfer him over to the room with Carter. I figure for now, if this provides me with a bit of sanity it is worth it and we will deal with the results back in the sandbox when they are falling asleep in the same room again. I caught this little moment of Owen the other night.

We are all going to the gym in the mornings about four days a week. It's fantastic to have gym day care again and they boys usually run right in. Mostly, because their cousins are usually in there too. I am taking it easy at the gym, my boot camp days have come and gone. I am doing some Zumba, but even with that I am in the back with the old ladies working on low impact moves. It's actually pretty comical to watch this eight month pregnant body try to wiggle my hips to the music.

We facetime with Mike almost daily now. So glad for that. Carter now asks Mike each facetime, to see the status of his bunk bed, and then Carter proceeds to go down the list of things that Mike has to finish this month. "Show me the babies room painted pink... show my her bed..." and if Mike hasn't completed the task, he then says " WHaaaaa- AT??? What are you doing dad?" I promise I do not put him up to this but find it hilarious. Sorry Mike, no pressure, promise.

Hugs, A

online shopping.

2012-01-06T22:51:00.002-06:00

This is what three months of ExPat online shopping for a new baby and Christmas looks like. Not pictured are the two car seats, one for baby girl and a new one for Owen and about 10 more boxes we've received since being here. We spent a good chunk of our first night home digging into the pile. It was awesome!

Now that Christmas is over the nesting in person is beginning. I think I prefer online shopping. It rocks my world to search online, hit check out and instead of lugging my kids all over town, have the exact thing I need magically appear on the door step!

Worth every penny!

Happy Repat to Us!

Hugs, A

Baby Moon.

2012-01-04T22:20:00.003-06:00

Happy New Years and Baby Moon.

A quick photo right before we snuck out for the night.

This may have been one of our first times to leave our kids overnight.

We headed into town and stopped for dinner.

We checked into a hotel and enjoyed the peace and quiet time together.

We slept in and it was awesome.

With a baby on the way we know our days are limited to do all of the above.

We relished our New Years/ Baby Moon.

Perhaps if our little lady decides to wait to come until the middle of February we might be able to sneak out again. Did I mention how nice it was?

Even the boys loved having a sleepover with Grandma and Pappa. Funny thing is, that was the one morning the entire week that Carter did not wake up at 6 a.m.

Baby Moon Resolutions.

1. Get Organized. This is even more of a challenge not at your own house and knowing you will have less than a month here and then head back across the world.

2. Hold out. No baby until Mike gets back.

3. Slow down enough to take it all in. Pregnancy is a miracle. Having a little person poke you from the inside out, keep you up with hiccups is a miracle and such a blessing. Five years ago I thought we could only have one baby. Carter would be it. But the Lord has provided, not once, twice and soon to be a third time. We feel so blessed to be pregnant with our third miracle.

New Years Resolutions.

1. Love more. Be kind and patient.

2. Kick the baby weight out the door by the end of next year. I have no shame, but this extra weight will have to go.

3. Honestly, one of my biggest goals will be to survive the next year with three little ones. I hope that amongst the surviving we will be able to relish the small moments and make those moments count. I know our children will only be little for so long.

Hugs, A

Sandbox Santa Visits.

2012-01-04T21:59:00.002-06:00

I posted earlier in December about our special visit with Santa in the Sandbox.

Here are the photos from that special night.

We had some great photos captured by the elves that night and were waiting for our elves to send photos. They've been busy with Christmas preparations. I still wanted to share these.

Thank you to the volunteers that make this special night happen. It truly was magical in every way!

Hugs, A

Christmas Day.

2012-01-04T21:54:00.001-06:00

Photos from Christmas.

Christmas Day after church.

The Night Before Christmas. Carter made sure Santa had cookies and could make his own hot chocolate. He was positive that Santa did not like milk, just like him.

Christmas morning. 7 a.m. Sharp! Santa did not disappoint.

Carter. Fast car and a stocking over flowing.

Owen. Drums and another full stocking.

We decided to open the presents from each other after church.

Owen in his hats and mittens. He also loves his new winter coat.

We put together Carters very own Artist box. Full of everything this budding artist could need, new crayons, markers, pencils, sketchpads, how to drawing books and so much more.

Funny thing is, he still hasn't taking in it all out and tells me he wants to save it.

Checking out the hot wheels track.

Later that night with the rest of the family we exchanged the last of the gifts.

All four boy cousins. Jarom, Owen, Landon and Carter.

Here's the bunch. Minus a few sitting on the other side of the room.

Hope your Christmas was Merry and Bright.

Our boys are already asking when Santa will come again!

Hugs, A

13 days.

2012-01-04T21:09:00.001-06:00

That's right.
We have officially been in the States for a total of 13 days.
13 Glorious and busy days.

Well, Mike only made it 10 days before heading back to the Sandbox.
The boys and I appreciate that he is willing to work hard to take care of us.
I however for the last few days, do not appreciate the fact that the Sandbox is across the world.

I'm pretty sure Heavenly Father did not plan for an eight month pregnant mommy to chase a 4 and 3 year old little boys by herself.
Alas, this is what is has come to.

While Mike was here we went to the OB here for a check up.
I felt like she needed to meet Mike to fully appreciate the need for "timing" and induction for our little lady baby.
Nothing before Feb. 8. (This is when daddy makes the trek back to us.)
I confessed I have A LOT of Braxton Hicks.
So she checked.
Sure enough.
Dilated to a 1 at 32 weeks.
Oh baby, you have at least four weeks to go.
We will NOT, I repeat, WILL NOT go into labor with daddy more than 24 hours away.
The plan, more water, empty bladder, more time with my feet up and taking it easy.

Good thing Boot Camp is already over.
So elliptical and walking here I come.
Gym time for the boys in the morning as well.
Makes for a much happier Dille bunch.

Before Mike left we found a preschool around the corner for the boys.
Four afternoons a week for three hours.
Sanity for all of us.

The holidays were busy like most of yours.
Christmas Shopping with my honey the day after we arrived.
Jet lagged and all, still loved it.
I ran Mike into the ground, I do believe shopping was the caffeine for me that day.

Christmas Eve party and White Elephant exchange.

Christmas morning with the immediate family.
Followed by church.
An afternoon nap.
Dinner with the extended family and my mom came up from Utah too.
More present opening.
Sleep.

Day after Christmas shopping date with my mom and I.
Just the two of us and a lunch out.
This was a true treat.
I miss my mom.

The following days flew by.
We were busy, exact details not sure with what.
But we were.

New Years Eve the grandparents offered to take the boys for the night.
So off we went.
New Years Eve Date and Baby MOON all wrapped into one!
Mike booked a suite with a large soaking tub.
I've been wanting to soak this tired body of mine for months but our little modular home in the sandbox does not have a tub that will accommodate that at all.
It was a treat.
Confession, I was out cold by 10:30 p.m. and slept until 9:30 the next morning.
Yes, my husband still loves me.

On Monday Mike went back home.
I cried. That night, in the morning, and at night again.
It was a sad, shopping therapy at Target needed, kind of day.

Three days later being a single mom.
Tonight was better.
We are getting into a routine.
At 8 p.m. both boys are asleep.
I can do this.
I really have no choice.

I feel good about my decision to deliver our baby here in the States.
I know this was the right thing for our family.
I also know that this will not be easy.
Perhaps we need to take up the much rehearsed and seen family motto.
"We CAN do hard things."

I miss you Mike.
You took a piece of my heart back with you.
Come back to me in time, ok?
Love you.

Here's to doing it all again tomorrow.
Oh and posting photos from the last 13 days.
Hugs, A

Ultrasounds.

2011-12-21T10:39:00.001-06:00

Every OB appointment I have they do an ultrasound. However they aren't as good about printing pictures of the ultrasound.

The two below I had to ask the doctor for so the boys could see. That was their own request for the day, knowing where I was going. We still don't have the pictures from the big 18 week ultrasound with the typical she's a girl photo. But atleast we have these two. I wanted to get these scanned and on the blog before leaving tonight. Remember the collections of posts become our family journal each year.

19 weeks.

27 weeks.

Last week the estimate was that our little lady is just over 3 lbs and her head is measuring about a week ahead. Perhaps she will be smaller than the boys, I'm hoping at least. But really, she's doing great. Right on track.

Tonight we leave for our flights home. A total of 33 hours of travel. I imagine the boys will do better than I will. I'm dreading the travel. We have one long leg, 16.5 hours from the Middle East to LA. Then another hopper to Idaho.

The boys have been chomping at the bit to get on the plane and to Idaho. Carter keeps asking if there is snow there. Owen asks how long until Christmas. Even Mike is full of excitement.

I'm excited, but sad at the same time, because I know after the holidays Mike will have to go back without us for 5 weeks. I'm not sure how I am going to manage the boys by myself at the very end of this pregnancy, the thought scares the heck out of me.

Off to finish packing. I've really been packing for two days now, taking it easy I suppose or a bit of denial or procrastination. You decide.

Keep us in your prayers, we may need it to survive the next 33 hours!

Hugs, A

December in a Jingle.

2011-12-20T11:51:00.001-06:00

We've had a busy month.

Prepping for the holidays.

Decorating our home into a winter wonderland.

Prepping to leave to have the baby.

Enjoying the season and each other.

I enjoyed the annual Christmas Tea (minus the tea for me).

Rolled the Bunco dice and exchanged gifts under the tree.

Went to three holiday craft shows in the sandbox, believe that one, surprisingly awesome.

Made and sold our own craft this year- 11 set of Christmas count downs.

We took the boys to the Carol Sing with live nativity.

We participated in a live nativity for the kids- they were 'Wise' Dille boys.

We made sugar cookies to give away and ate them all instead. Hey they were good!

Hosted a mommy cookie exchange, does that make up for eating the other ones?

Introduced our elf, Jingle.

Who sadly returned back to Santa yesterday after losing his magic from a mischievous four year old while there was a babysitter in the house.

We heard he may be given enough magic to meet us in Idaho, but alas, we will have to see.

We spent a night on the Polar Express.

Complete with a golf cart/train ride in our Christmas jammies.

*More pictures coming soon on this one.*

So blessed to be here and be able to celebrate the season while here.

Taught my last Boot Camp while preggo this morning.

Had our last play date this afternoon.

Almost packed.

One more sleep until Idaho.

Hugs, A

Dille Christmas Card 2011

2011-12-18T12:01:00.001-06:00

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Merry Christmas from our family to yours!

Hopefully you've received your Christmas card from us already. If not, here's your sneak peak.

We are down to just three more days left in the sandbox. This is not the normal thing to hear or read from an expat, but for me it's too soon.

I want every day to linger, for more time to be here in the comfort of our own home, together with each other, soaking in the Christmas lights on the tree, soaking in the feelings of Christmas.

Much Love, A

Seasonal Visitor

2011-12-13T08:18:00.000-06:00

Did you know that Santa visits the Sandbox too?

We keep it pretty hush, hush (he doesn't have a visa) and he goes by the

'Seasonal Visitor'.

He also comes a few weeks before Christmas to make sure he makes it back to the North Pole in time for the big night.

He knows everything about you, after all he's been working on his naughty and nice list. So when you get a chance to meet him he already knows your name and what you have been up to. He knew all about the baby sister on the way and that he would need to take the boys gifts to Idaho for them. He also reminded the boys about being great big brothers and how much mommy will need their help.

The boys told him what they wanted.

Carter, " A guitar, fast car, gloves and coloring pages."

Owen, " A drum and a guitar."

Then the big guy gave the boys two early Christmas gifts. After all, he's traveled that far, why not lighten his load for the next trip.

At home in front of our tree. Getting ready to open our presents.

And wouldn't you know. Santa hit the nail on the head... Two Guitars! Man that guy is good!

Mini Jam Session before bed.

Now all the boys can talk about is how many days until we get on the airplane and how many days until Christmas.

Hugs, A

Pink Christmas

2011-12-13T07:35:00.001-06:00

I was thrown the most wonderful Pink Christmas Baby Shower last weekend.

Lisa (pictured below on left) and Jen (on the right), as well as Adrienne and Jen S. (who sadly both couldn't make it) hosted the shower and did such a great job at making me feel so special that day.

It was a wonderful morning spent with some of my favorite ladies from camp. Who literally showered me with pink baby things under the Christmas tree. After two boys and a lot of blue, it felt pretty surreal unwrapping little girlie things. I loved it all and am so excited to put our little lady in all of the cute outfits we were given.

They even went in on a group gift to give us a high chair and play mat. The generousity and love that was poured out that morning was humbling. I feel so blessed to be here and be surrounded by so many amazing friends who love and care for our family.

Of course, it wasn't until the end of the shower I finally took out my camera. I was a little preoccupied with chatting, laughing, playing a few games (did you know that currently my tummy is 8 squares of TP wide?), opening presents and enjoying a delicious brunch.

Here are some of the ladies and I.

My first friend here in the Sandbox, Yvette. Her husband works with Mike and they came to pick us up from the airport when we arrived. The boys and I LOVE her! She has been so supportive and loving this past year and is a big reason we are still here.

Franca, Me, Erin and Kasondra. Fellow playgroup moms and such wonderful friends. Franca and Erin are also now avid Boot Campers since my class started this fall. (Yes, still teaching BC for one more week and I still manage pretty well.)

Charlotte and I. Charlotte has three awesome little boys around our kids age and moved here just weeks after us from Houston.

Edith, Fiona and I. More playgroup moms who we love. These two are so much fun in every way.

Jolene and I. Jolene is one of the other fitness instructors on camp, she's a tough cookie and will make you work hard. She's also heaven sent and subbed my class last month when we were all sick.

Me, Heidi and Shelly. Also fitness buddies and Shelly has two little ones, Abby who Carter adores and Luke who is Owens age.

Emily and I. She's a newly wed and pregnant too. But still in the first trimester. When I come back in the spring I'll get to go to her shower!

Another 'blooming' buddy. Fiona is expecting in June. We laughed about having a belly bump. I win. She also guessed my width in TP right on. This girl is good!

The Pink Shower Cake made by Tori. It was chocolate and oh so yummy!

This was at the end of the shower, one little group photo in front of the tree. Lisa, Jen, Fiona, Me, Emily and Edith.

I really couldn't and can't say thank you enough for that morning and for all of the love and support we have been shown with this pregnancy. I'm so thankful for Jen and Lisa, for coordinating and throwing the shower. Lisa went all out with the decorations and her house with beautifally transformed into a pink Christmas theme. The front door was lined with pink and adorned with a Christmas tree with pink snow flakes.

I'm so grateful and blessed.

Thank you ladies! I will miss you all so much over the next two months when I freeze back in Idaho. Don't forget about me ok, I am coming back. Promise!

Hugs, A

Card Prep.

2011-12-07T13:24:00.001-06:00

I love the idea of a perfect Christmas Card.

The entire family, coordinating outfits, happy faces and write ups on the family. I love getting cards like this in the mail, well I use too, when we lived in the States and received them (Although I did get THREE last year in the Sandbox- thanks ladies you know who you are and how awesome you are to me!)

I've always wanted to be a family like that. One that was happy and sent out happy little Christmas cards. For the past four years we've done it, we managed to send out cards. This year we did it again. Not perfect Christmas cards mind you, but perfect enough for me. It was a lot harder getting two little guys to cooperate this year in the same photo, I can only imagine what next year will be like.

This year I had higher expectations of a family photo with smiling little boys on the beach, and being pregnant. I was pleasantly surprised with the results. Results that I shall not reveal until you my friend, open your mailbox and find your Dille Christmas card happily awaiting for you to line on your mantel with the rest of your cards. That's half the fun isn't it? Real mail with friends and family wishing you a Merry Christmas.

So to tide you over until that card comes to your house, here's some out takes of our mini photo shoot.

I didn't realize until looking at this photo how big I am getting and this was two weeks ago. 27 weeks.

A huge thanks to our friends here who organized the family outings to the beach, supplied the props and Adrienne who took a few amazing photo of us.

Shouldn't life be filled with moments like these.

Hugs, A

Rain in the Sanbox.

2011-12-03T10:56:00.001-06:00

It's rained twice in the last week! Which could only mean...

We FINALLY had a chance to bring out the rain boots!

I only wish that the rain boots came with an umbrella. Because that my friends, is an item that never made it with us from Houston to the Sandbox.

So we dashed through the raindrops and once inside the car, Owen requested kid umbrellas for he and Carter for Christmas.

Smart kid, although I don't think I'm willing to give up space in our bags from the States for umbrellas that we will use about five times a year.

One of the rain storms this past week was actually a tropical depression. The entire Eastern Province of the Kingdom closed schools for the day. Our company schools stayed open.

It rained and flooded, even with less than an inch coming down. You see, sandbox = no drainage system. Those days, best to stay on camp. Because you know not even rain will slow down the crazy and wreckless drivers in town. Although on camp it warrants most drivers creeping at perhaps half the speed limit because of the rain, like we were in a giant snow storm. Comical really.

So it rained. Our home phone line never recovered and we have a maintenance order in to install a new line. Waterproof you would hope, but sadly I doubt it.

Most leaky roofs are met with the repair guy who says "don't worry, it never rains."

Back to the boots.

Rain Boots = Happy Boys!

Hugs, A

Thanksgiving.

2011-12-01T11:40:00.001-06:00

The Holidays are here.

It can be a tad bitter sweet to be on the other side of the world from extended family and long time friends this time of year. But at the same time, this time last year was when we started to feel like "here" was home. It brings families in the sandbox together, turns friends into families and gives us all a reason to go all out with celebrations. Perhaps to compensate for the restrictions and lack of holiday festivities outside of camp. We have to work harder to create the holiday cheer here.

This year I've been excited about the holidays. Excited about celebrating with friends here and also excited that we'll get to go back to the States for Christmas Day. Almost feels like we get the best of both worlds right now.

I'm trying on rose colored glasses in hopes that I'll forget that when we get back to the States I'll go through my last month pregnant with Mike back in the sandbox, both in laws working non stop and me a single mom again. Yes, I'm choosing to focus on the holiday celebrations rather than the month of January.

Thanksgiving 2011 was great. We really didn't take any pictures, but our hosts, The Born's did and Brad even put together a little slide show. Here is the link. Enjoy!
Thanksgiving 2011 Video with pictures

With Thanksgiving in mind, here are a few things I am thankful for...

My little family and being married to my best friend. Couldn't be on this overseas adventure without his love and support.
The gospel in our lives and the way the Lord provides a way to worship no matter where we are.
Technology that bridges the gaps across the ocean and makes the distance seem less.
Pregnancy, and our little lady. So blessed and grateful to be bringing a new little miracle into the world and so happy that we'll get to adorn her in pink.

Hugs, A

Recovering.

2011-11-22T03:29:00.001-06:00

So far two days on antibiotics will do this preggo sicko good.
I'm beginning to feel like me again. Hurray!
Thank goodness for an OB who gave me drugs and boo to the ER doc who would do nothing because of my baby bump.

Still have a few more days on antibiotics and pink eye ointment.
But I think we are on the downward slope.
There are healthy and happy days ahead of us.
In the near future.

In the meantime.
I took down the fall decor and last night busted out the Christmas decor.
Out with the orange, in the with the red and green.
I'm giddy with excitement.
No tree yet, just about everything else.
I usually don't do this before Thanksgiving, but with the sickness for so long I thought we all needed a good morale and happy boost.

This morning I was back at it.
Another Boot Camp class with my largest attendance yet.
Which was great!
Only downfall was that the mic did not work.
So I had to yell, project and pretty much garantuee my voice will not be returning for several more days.
So worth it! A good sweat and a great class.
I hope everyone comes back.
I kind of love this fitness teaching thing.
It makes me happy.

You know what else makes me happy right now.
Christmas Movies.
Christmas Music. Loving this cd.
A toddler who continues to tell me, Santa says "ho,ho, ho" while patting his tummy.
A clean house.
A warm shower.
Hot Chocolate.
Homemade mac and cheese.
Twilight Woods Body Spray.
And... Nap Time.

Hugs, A

Pitty Party.

2011-11-18T01:40:00.001-06:00

Day 6.
Still Sick.
Started as a cold and morphed.
Voice is finally coming back- that was gone for two days.
Now I have a voice, but I also have Pink eye in BOTH eyes.
Still sore throat and cough.
This has not been my week.
I feel like crappo.

Owen now has pink eye too.
Carter had a little goop in his eye this a.m. so now he's on pink eye antibiotic too, just in case.
We think Mike tore a muscle in his calf and has been limping all week.

I believe it is safe to say the Dille's are out of luck this week.
We deserve a pitty party.

The few highlights I can share.

We are surviving.

Hosted a playgroup for Owen and his three year old buddies.

Talked about Thanksgiving and made Indian headresses.

I taught two boot camps.

Spent an entire day with no water at the house due to watermain break on our road.

Went to a craft caravan and ate delicious cinnamon rolls for two days from show.

Then it all went to crappo and I've been hunkering down at the house ever since.

What I'm grateful for among all of this sickness stuff.

Recieving a priesthhood blessing reassuring me I WOULD indeed get better.

A husband who is worthy and willing to give me a blessing.
A husband who took the boys all day yesterday so I could just be sick and rest.

A home, that I can hunker down in.

Netflix and seasons of tv shows available to entertain the sicko.

A washing machine that works and is busy. Five loads just yesterday.

Losing my voice, perhaps I needed to learn to be more gentle in my tone to my boys.

The doctor who last night at urgent care, gave Mike double the dose of pink eye cream for Owen and his mom.

Lastly, I am grateful for a baby girl who continues to dance in my tummy while I deal with being sick.

I can miserable, but I'm glad she's still doing well.

Please send good healthy, get better vibes our way.

We need em.

Hugs, A

Stay-Cation Wrap Up.

2011-11-12T08:30:00.001-06:00

Well the holiday is over and today we got back down to business as usual. Mike off to work, Carter off to Pre-K and camp is starting to bustle with people again. Time seems to fly here, I can't believe an entire week of stay-cation is gone. I'm a bit sad about it actually. But then again, the idea of routine is pretty appealing right now too.

The boys have been non stop. It's wrestle mania in our house these days usually ending in some kind of tears. So I can't decide which is better, the quite, because you know they are into something- like Owen "painting" his nails and face and arms in marker. Or if the loud is better, because I know what they are actually doing, but that means someone is about to get thrown down. Yeah, I think these boys could use a little break from each other and some time with their friends back at school on our normal routine.

We managed to get a few things done over the week. Some long afternoon naps, checks off the to-do list, a few mini trips around town and a whole lot of Dille family fun time.

One night we took the kids out to Fridays. First time we've been there since moving to KSA. Actually not too bad. Pretty much the same as back in the States. Decor to a tee was the same, food close too, although I was missing the half sandwich and soup combo. We sat in a booth that had a tv right above us. Carter colored, Owen watched cartoons. Hence the smile on Carter and the eyes looking up on Owen.

Carters getting better with the camera. Imagine that, Mike and I were able to sit next to each other in the booth at dinner. That alone, was a treat.

The next day just hanging out playing with the camera.

"Mom, take a picture of me!"

Outdoor movie night thanks to the Nelsons on the Cricket field. We watch Cars 2, snuggled under blankets and munched on popcorn and cookies. I even busted out my scarf for the night. After the movie the boys chased a the Christensen twins around the field and wore them out. Some days it's just nice to be outside.

Finally.

25 Weeks and continuing to Bloom.

*Side note, see the pretty purple flowers on our vines. Looking out the back patio window makes me smile each day.

Carter is our little photographer. Not too bad, although man, I'm looking pretty big from the front too. Hard to imagine what another three months will look like on me.

Hitting 25 weeks has been a dose of reality. In general, I'm feeling good and am just grateful to be pregnant with our little girl. I'm starting to really feel pregnant and am slowing down a lot. I imagine the days of painting my own toe nails are limited. I've officially taken all of my maternity clothes out of storage. I'm bouncing out of bed atleast once a night to fight off a calf cramp. I have officially decided I dislike the scale. Yup, I do.

Still teaching Boot Camp, but even that is becoming more of a challenge. I want to do more, but this body of mine has other things in mind, like I don't know, growing a baby. So I'm taking a step back, but still pushing forward.

The boys are so excited for our little girl to arrive. Just the other day Carter asked me how the baby will come out. I used a line from Lindsay, "it's magic." Yeah, I'm not ready to go there and really, he's not that interested. Instead I think he was more worried about who would watch him and Owen while I went to the hospital, because that was his next question.

Another dose of reality that has hit this week is the actual timing of this pregnancy. We are on the downward slope now. Three months and there will be another little person in our family and that thought is overwhelming to me. The traveling and coordinating, the birthing and planning, the preparation and nesting, the, well, the EVERYTHING is overwhelming right now. Should I just chalk this up to hormones? I feel a bit all over the map these days.

We're happy. We have our moments. But we ARE happy.

We feel blessed and are grateful everyday for the life we have been given and the opportunity to live. Recently a good friend of ours lost her sister to cancer. It's been a battle for their family and my heart breaks for them and my prayers have been filled with concern for them. The gift of life is so precious. It can all be taken away in just a moment, so what are you doing with your moment? I want to do more, enjoy more and stress and worry less.

This morning I took the boys out for a ride in the "new to us", Bob Stroller. It was awesome. The sun, the birds chirping, the blue skies, the chit chat back and forth, this is what life is for. To find joy in the journey. Find joy in the small moments when the sun finds your face and you know the Lord put everything on the earth just for you.

When as you walk and talk to the boys about the color of the flowers or the sounds of the sprinkler and you feel the other little person inside of you move. My heart is full of gratitude. The Lord is so loving and all knowing.

Hugs, A

Beach in November.

2011-11-12T08:09:00.001-06:00

A little Stay-Cation Beach Trip to Half Moon Bay Yacht Club.

It was a little chilly that morning with a good fall breeze, can you believe 'fall' is still here? Well enough fall to wear long sleeves and enough sandbox to still hang out at the beach all morning. We went with a few other stay-cation families and the boys had a blast. Mike was a trooper and got in the water them, this preggo lady did not brave the cold water this time.

Mike and Carter. Still amazes me how pretty and clear the water is here.

Owen, pointing to Beach Rule #9. Yes, that rule still makes me laugh too. Although this week, with it being Eid it was a good rule to have. Could you imagine that as you pull up to the beach with the kids?

He doesn't look very happy here, but he had a great time! As we were getting ready to go I spotted him checking out his shadow.

Another just for fun. They use the banners below pretty often around camp to decorate for events. Today they were lining the entrance to the beach.

And perhaps one of the greatest things about spending the entire morning at the beach are the naps that follow.

I was attempting to wake everyone up. My mom called and then the baby bump became the pillow.

Hugs, A

Roasting.

2011-11-07T12:27:00.002-06:00

The sandbox has been good to us the past 24 hours. Last night we had a rain storm. Complete with lightening and buckets of rain. It's been a VERY LONG time since we've seen rain here like that. Maybe since last February. Now, I do say 'rain' because there is water coming from the sky, it sounds the same, only when you look outside you realize it is really just raining mud. We were still glad to have our rainy mud storm. It was refreshing to hear the pitter patter of raindrops beat against the window. It felt familiar and homey.

Then today, after last nights rain I wasn't expecting much. Maybe more humidity. But the exact opposite. It was cool, the sky was blue, the wind sweeping across the yard. It felt like fall. Here in the sandbox, it felt like fall. I am welcoming the change of weather with open arms. I am thrilled with the thought of long sleeves and jeans (don't get me wrong I still want flip flops- so not too cold.)

We caught a movie, did a little organizing and Mike started the bunk bed. Tonight we ended our night sitting by the fire pit roasting marshmallows and grilling dinner. We ate on the back patio, we embraced our light jackets, we took in the smell of burnt marshmallows and savored the taste of somewhat stale smore's. (Hey you take what you can get here- even stale Graham crackers are a treat.)

Carter told us how much he loved the fire and how much fun he was having. Owen devoured fresh marshmallows not waiting long enough to toast them.

Hugs, A

Hunkering Down.

2011-11-05T15:34:00.001-05:00

This week is Eid. A Muslim holiday lasting several days and one of the handful of holidays Mike gets off work. The US/Christian Holidays are not on our calendars here and Mike works for most of them. Part of being expats I suppose. But it is a nice added bonus to have a week off.

Most expats travel the world. Literally, they scatter everywhere. Us? Plans? We thought about it and then decided we would be better off hunkering down at home for a stay-cation. We just purchased our tickets back to the States for Christmas and to have our baby girl. So really, that is our Eid Holiday vacation, or equivalent to almost buying a Toyota Corolla. Yeah, not sure if I will ever stop having sticker shock over international flight prices.

I'm now 24 weeks pregnant and feeling like it. Really today I think I grew an inch. This baby girl of ours is an acrobat it feels like, in constant motion mostly in the evening. One more word to describe this pregnancy, HEARTBURN. Enough said. So the idea of traveling and riding elephants in this condition isn't all that appealing. Now, sitting on a beach with my feet in the sand with an ice cold lemonade, now that is a different story. Back to the point, it's good to be home.

No where pressing to be, no specific time to be up and out, just a lot of family time. Oh, and a very long to-do nesting list. So really we hope to pass the week being productive here. On the list, Bunk beds for the boys.

Mike went into town today to pick up wood, no Home Depot here. He told Carter what he was doing and Carter is so excited. When Mike came home, Carter told him to go get the wood and bring it inside. He was ready for his bunk bed now! Only we don't think he realized Mike was only picking up wood and still has to make the actual bed. So Carter has put his bed on the TOP of the list.

I'm hunting for baby girl nursery bedding and ideas. Do I go pink, do I go non traditional? There are so many choices and so I scour the web. I've also decided that I need a certain diaper bag. I know I am normally not a bag shoe girl, but I am ALL about this bag. So I have been hounding EBay and the other night set my alarm for 5 a.m. to get up and make sure I didn't lose the auction. Yes, I did do that.

The boys are busy and miss school. They love having Mike home with us. They are pestering each other and are in constant motion. Most days our home feels like a race track.

Carter is on a hamburger kick and still spends most of his day with a crayon or marker in his hand. Owen still only has eyes for daddy and is a sassy three year old.

That's it for now. Back to our Hunkering Down. Hope all is well on your side of the world.
Hugs, A

Halloween in the Sandbox.

2011-11-01T11:57:00.000-05:00

Happy Halloween!

Hard to believe we celebrated our second Halloween in the sandbox yesterday. Our boys have been counting down days until Halloween and were so excited to dress up and trick or treat. The final costume decisions for the night.
Dad, the Pirate Captain.
Mom, an Angel.
A Pirate for Owen. Superman for Carter.
Then out the door went, but not without a quick photo.

One had the muscles...

... the other with the mustache.

We went trick or treating with the Borns.

The Pirate and his Cupcake Princess. Anika and Owen. She was Owens motivation and kept telling him to hurry up as they ran up to each house.

Carter and Lawson.

Thank goodness Jen had an extra stroller. Owen was a lot happier hitching a ride.

A self portrait from the Captain.

Halloween is big here. There are a lot of 'visitors' that come in from off camp. The area outside of the Hills school looks more like a parade, literally hundreds of people walking around. It's a bit crazy.

Last year we avoided this area for a reason. This year we ended up walking right through it. Crazy, yes. Would not have been out there any later than 7 that's for sure. But really one of the funniest moments of the night was running into these guys...

You can decipher for yourselves who you think they are. Atleast they have a sense of humor about it all too. Comparing tummies. There's only one original in this group. Although the guy to my right insisted he was having twins.

Just for fun to let you know that not all holiday celebrations get the shaft here. One of the houses we trick or treated at. They did a great job.

Last photo from the Halloween festivities, which really felt like two weeks of celebrations with Bunco, Halloween parties, preschool parties and then actual trick or treating, 2.5Dille Pumpkins.

Happy Halloween!

From our sandbox to yours.

Hugs, A

Aurgh!

2011-11-01T08:42:00.000-05:00

Every Pirate needs a good, "AURGH!"

Here are our Pirates practicing theirs before Carters K4 Halloween afternoon. Owen dressed up for the car ride to drop Carter off.

They were so excited about the "aurgh's" that there were no smiles to be had.

These were some serious pirates.

Carter making a pirate face (trying to hold one eye closed) with his 'hook.'

I hope your Pirates had as much fun as ours yesterday.

Hugs, A

*Behind the Suburban you can see Mike's scooter. His choice mode of transportation to work. Mostly, because with it he can park literaly RIGHT in front of his building.*

Impromptu Pumpkin Patch.

2011-10-30T08:26:00.000-05:00

So I've talked about imported pumpkins here before. They are heck of expensive. Last year I splurged on one, but remember I couldn't bring myself to carve it and instead made two from scratch pumpkin pies. This year, we decided no imported pumpkin purchase. Instead we made three wooden pumpkins earlier this month. Then we had a friend bring us two fake carved pumpkins from Target. I thought we had our pumpkins covered.

Then a neighbor and friend, Jen, decided to make a pumpkin patch. She hand painted almost 50 wooden pumpkins (after her husband cut them all out) and invited friends over for a night at the pumpkin patch. It looked something like this. Carter is at the bottom in orange. Every pumpkin has it's own personality. They were a bit expensive, but we know she spent a lot of time on them and we wanted to support her. Also, the boys thought they were super cool. And we can use it again next year too.

Here is the pumpkin Carter picked. There was no reasoning, I was hoping for a silly face or smile. Nope. Both boys liked the ugly one. I'm just glad we managed to make it out of the

'pumpkin patch' with just one.

So now this little pumpkin has a place in our front yard.

Awaiting Halloween.

The boys still love it.

Hugs, A

Buzz and Superman.

2011-10-29T07:57:00.001-05:00

Buzz Lightyear and Superman.

Off to the preschool Halloween party.

Carter in his serious Buzz face.

Owen fists tight ready to take off into the sky.

You'll have to come back in a few days to see what these cool dudes are actually wearing for Halloween. It's still underwraps!

Hugs, A

Robot 2.

2011-10-25T12:34:00.000-05:00

The day after the other post Carter drew this Robot.

We also had a chance to meet with Carters K4 teacher at the school yesterday. Two of the things he is really excelling and enjoying at school are, 1. Arts. 2. Reading Books.

There is a book in the classroom where it breaks down how to draw animals based on basic shapes. She said this is usually what he chooses during free play. He grabs this book and sits quietly drawing animals. Funny thing is I remember having a similar book growing up and learning how to draw horses in a similar way.

She also mentioned how great he is with chalk and that the other teachers are so impressed by her students, when really she looks around and thinks, yup, that one was Carter, Carter there, over there and here.

Carter loves to pour over books during quiet time at school. She said he really takes his time on each page and focuses. He loves story time when she reads no matter what book she reads he generally sits and listens enthrawled with the story at hand.

A few other things that we pretty much already knew about Carter is his intensity. He can struggle at times if he's not able to do it the way he wants the first time. Almost like a perfectionist. He gets mad, yells he can't do it or sometimes gives up in frustration. This is getting better, but something we are also working on with him. But in all honestly his intensity we think will be a great attribute for him.

He likes to be the center of attention in class and sometimes will act out to get attention. For instance, the teacher asks him to draw a number on the board. He can do it, instead he writes it backwards or upside down to get a few laughs. Then later during free play he sits quietly by himself at the erase board and draws all of the numbers perfectly.

For being one of the youngest in his class he is doing well. She agreed this is where he needs to be and is excited to learn.

I see so much of myself in Carter. Some of the things that can frustrate me are really attributes he gets from me. I think once I realize this we get along better. It's finding a different better way to communicate together. Amazing to me how different each child can be and how different they need us to be for them as parents.

Today we laid down for a nap together (he doesn't have school this week b.c of teacher conferences) and we talked. He told me about his day. Digging for snail shells (his favorite past time for weeks), his friends, the letters he is learning, what he did in school and then we held hands as he fell asleep. He whispered I love you and I whispered it back. I laid there and thought how lucky I was to be his mom and to be there for that small and brief little moment. What a blessing it is to be a mother, to be his mom and to have him in our family.

Hugs, A

Our Artist.

2011-10-22T09:47:00.003-05:00

Carter has found his niche. He LOVES to color and draw. He will spend hours sitting at the table with a box of crayons. Lately, he is really starting to catch on to looking at things and in turn drawing them on another sheet. After lunch he busted out this awesome robot, all from a tiny sticker from his morning preschool. I think this may be his best masterpiece yet.

Here's our artist showing off his handy work. In the last month he has also learned how to write his name. He LOVES the K4 program here and all of the arts and coloring the program has. The moment he gets home from school he pulls out his backpack to show us everything he did! They paint and color almost daily, which is right up this kids alley.

Hugs, A

This Pumpkin...

2011-10-18T10:47:00.000-05:00

...Not this pumpkin... This one is from the local newly renovated Tamimi's (aka: Safeway). Guess how much this bad boy costs? Ready for this, $73.60? Sounds like your kind of jackolatern huh, yeah, not likely. I couldn't resist not sharing.

I was really referring to THIS pumpkin below...

Me and our little pumpkin hosted Bunco. A Witches Night Out Bunco. The witch tutu was a last minute addition, I busted that lovely out in about an hour. Along with the rest of the festivities.

Living Room set up and ready to go. I also used the dining room table in the other room.

A closer look at one of the tables.

The vinyl signs I made for a few prizes. Yup, finally busted out the Silhouette and I LOVE it! I gave out each sign with a few gourds and small pumpkins.

The entry with the Halloween tulle wreath I made for another prize. (Remember - holiday shopping here in the Sandbox is pretty non existent. So I had to be creative this time, and well for most holidays now. That or very well planned ahead to bring it back with me on repats.)

The entertainment center complete with the Target pumpkin Mike's old co-worker Tony brought with him for me. Yeah, awesome. Tony came into Khobar for a client for two weeks, he also came across the ocean with a suitcase full of US goodies and holiday supplies for me. Yes, he's awesome and I'm a lucky, lucky girl who now has a dozen Panera Bread bagels, cherry craisins, Twizzlers, Halloween costumes for the boys and jackolaterns that didn't cost 70 bucks a pop. The boys think these pumpkins are fantastic!

The only photo I captured of all of the "witches" at the party, chatting in the kitchen and enjoying festive appetizers and deserts. Since I am still kicking off this new Bunco group and hosted again (third actual Bunco night- I've hosted two of them), add to that my little preggo pumpkin, and teaching Boot Camp that morning, I had each witch bring a dish to share. Took a lot of stress off of me and actually gave me the extra hour to make the pumpkin witch tutu.

Mike was a trooper and took the boys to dinner, then came back and watched movies with them in the back room so the ladies could play a wicked game of Bunco in the front of the house.

After over 12 hours on my feet all day at the end of the night I felt like a pumpkin. Ready for bed and spent the next day recouping from the festivities. Worth it in every way. Just another reason to be busy in the sandbox. Most times we have to create our own bewitching activities.

Just for fun. Here is a side few at 21 weeks. We're really starting to blossom the last few weeks. You know, how I can really tell how much I've grown. Now everyone seems to rub my belly openly and a lot. I don't really mind, but it's funny because this action alone assures me we ARE growing.

Hugs, A

Dino Party!

2011-10-17T13:03:00.000-05:00

Owen had his first big birthday party. Last year we had just arrived to the sandbox so it was a family affair, this year we decided to do it right. We invited six other three year old little boys over for a morning of birthday celebrations and dinosaur hunting. Owen was the spotlight and loved it!

(This took a bit of planning over the summer- I brought a dishbarral box on the plane with just Owen birthday supplies. Presents, good bag supplies, decorations, wrapping paper and such. I came back prepared.)

We colored dinosaurs, read a book about dinosaurs and then "Dino Dad" aka: Mike, took the boys on a dinosaur hunt in the backyard. We then chowed on pizza, fruit and veggie trays, took a quick ten minute play break and dino tattoo installation break, and busted out the dino chocolate cupcakes. Sang a little Happy Birthday, covered little boy faces in chocolate icing, handed out balloons and goody bags and off the happy hyped up little boys went. It was a great party. Needless to say entertaining that many little guys takes a lot of work, so instead of snapping constant pictures we entertained and played.

Here are a few of the pictures we did get.

The only photo I have of our guests and I'm missing several of them. We had Sam, Noah, Benjy, Max, Louie and Jax, and several moms for the morning. It was a great group, no real throw downs, just a good time all around.

The Big T Rex Balloon and goody table.

Dino Chocolate cupcakes. Great idea mom for cupcake toppers.

Opening presents.

I didn't even manage to take a photo of the goodie bags. They had dino tattoos, mini m&m's, lollipops, dino finger puppets, a dino party blower and a set of dino's that expand in water.

I'm so glad Owen had his time in the birthday light. He loved having his friends over. He loved the dino theme, searching for blow up dinosaurs in the yard, chasing his friends with his dino nose on and has thoroughly enjoyed all of his presents. The biggest hit is a huge Spiderman bouncing ball, you know the ones with a handle you bounce on. Toy of choice right now.

We've got one happy little 3 year old. Although calling him 'little' no longer seems to fit. He's all big boy these days.

Here's to a great third year Owen.
Happy Birthday!

Owen the Birthday Boy.

2011-10-17T11:44:00.002-05:00

Owen has been waiting and waiting for weeks for the magic day to arrive. This past week, he's even been singing Happy Birthday to himself, complete with his own name inserted and pretend blowing out of candles. It's hilarious and so cute. After that you couldn't help also be excited for his birthday to come.

So Wednesday was the big day.

Owen turned THREE!

He requested pumpkin cake cupcakes to take to preschool for his classmates to celebrate. I know this kid is totally mine after that request. I was happy to make those with cream cheese icing to boot.

For dinner we let our little three year old chose. His request, chips and salsa. So off to Chili's we went. He devoured. Then we ordered a molten cake. That may have lasted three minutes. The boys went to town on the chocolate goodness.

Back at home, the troops rallied dad to bring out the presents.

Grandma Anderson called and we opened her present.

Carter offered his assistance.

The big present.

A Dinasour Train set.

Carter did really well letting Owen have the spotlight. Although right after dinner, we overheard him telling Owen when they open his presents they can decide which ones Owen gets and which ones he will give to Carter. We then let him know it was once again, Owen's birthday and Owens presents which he could share.

Happy Birthday Boy!

We opened all the presents and then he asked, When are my friends coming?

The all boy dino party started the next morning.

He couldn't wait for that either.

Happy Birthday Owen. Love you buddy!

Too Long.

2011-10-10T12:32:00.000-05:00

Because it's been too long since my last post.

Because my mom has requested more pictures.

Here is an update on the Dille's in the sandbox.

We've been working on making this sandbox feel a little more like fall. Which some days when the temp continues to reach 100 degrees can be a bit of a challenge. Add to that, pumpkins are being sold at one store in town for a whopping 6 bucks a pound.

So we got creative and made our own pumpkins for the porch. I put the fall wreath back on the door, planted new flowers and washed all the sand and grit off. Now it feels like we live here again.

Not too shabby are there?

Festivities continue in the kitchen nook. It feels like fall inside too.

Mom per our converation: These little vines, were in deed "little" back in the spring when we planted them. They grow in the heat and are really starting to take over. Mike added the wood support on the top in hopes they will continue to grow and block out the other house. In the morning they have pretty little purple flowers. We spent last weekend in the yard cleaning up from the summer. We still do all the yard work ourselves. No gardner here, just the Dille's getting down and dirty.

The nesting has hit full force. The past week (well two weeks) our master bedroom was on the list. It got a full makeover. New bedding, new nightstands, a fresh coat of 'Moss Beach' and finally after a full year here, pictures and Mirror on the wall. The only thing missing is the Farmhouse bed Mike is going to make... soon. :) It's that nesting thing again.
I did decide another room slightly blue would be ok because I'll get to paint our little girls room something pink and girlie.

This picture has been a long time coming. Our NEW ride. Well, new to us. :) We had some good friends move to Oklahoma this summer and sold us their sweet ride, V8 Nissan Armada. I LOVE it. It has the bells and whistles, including a DVD player which the boys are also in LOVE with. Funny thing is, we like it so much we'd rather not take it into town. It's our camp car and long distance car, our not into Khobar and the souq area car. So we've held onto the Suburban too. Add to that, Mike purchased a scooter this summer as well. The best commute ever and he gets to park right in front of his building. The boys call it his motorcycle, and we both laugh about it.

This past week we also hit our official 1 Year Mark in the Sandbox. Honestly, the first month here I thought we'd never make it one year. But after a year, I can see us reaching at least 5. I really do like life on camp and the family life balance Mike has with work. What we have here we can't have in the US right now. Hopefully sometime in the future an opportunity will arise back in the States but for now, we know we are suppose to be here. I would move here all over again for two things, selling our house and having a little girl. Yeah, I think we scored! *Making the best of it is how we roll.

Hugs, A

*This statement does not mean however that I will not complain or gripe about living in the sandbox occassionaly. Some days a little whining is totally acceptable.

Late Night Ramblings.

2011-09-30T14:55:00.000-05:00

CARTER

A few nights ago after prayer, Carter gave me a big hug and then proceeded to tell me...

"Mom, when I hug you know I will make my tummy do this [sucking his little tummy in as much as he can]... that way I won't hurt the baby and make her cry."

Carter has also become pretty involved in my online shopping for our little one. He likes to stand at my side and point out the things his sister will like. I think it's adoring.

Carter must be hitting a growth spurt. He is out each night at 7:30 p.m. Partly to do with school and then because he's a little more uncoordinated than normal, I think it's another growing phase.

He's got his own mission. A four year old mission and a bit of multiple personalities the past few days. Some days he's endearing, like today when he fell asleep at the end of sacrament and slept on our laps through Sunday school. Other moments, like the 20 minutes prior to falling asleep, when he bit my hand when I handed him a piece of sacrament bread and the proceeded to stick the entire little sacrament cup into his mouth and suck. I seriously freaked out, thinking he was going to choke right there. Needless to say we made an immediate exit from the room and had a good talking too. So, this is a phase right? Please tell me this is a phase, because I'm afraid the past few days my beloved four year old and I are not meshing. We NEED to mesh.

OWEN

Owen loved the primary program today at Church. He only wished that he could participate- well, I think he really just wanted to talk on the microphone. He kept saying "My turn? My turn now?"

Oh, and Ties. He's all about wearing ties to church now. Just like Dad and Carter. He really looks like a mini Mike.

My little "night owl" can now add another title of "early bird." Is it possible to have one of both? He's up every morning at 6 a.m. and still will bargain, snuggle, give you those adorable eyes and bottom lip, pound on the wall, cry to go potty- anything he can think of NOT to have to go to bed at night.

His favorite past time right now. The Superman costume with Cape. Over the summer it was Pirates, now we are on Superman and catching bad guys. Which mostly means wrestling with Carter, who also claims to be a good guy.

Us.

I started teaching Boot Camp aerobic classes three weeks ago. Things are going well and I generally really enjoy teaching. This month I start teaching twice a week. I'm hoping I can keep up and keep the classes intense and change things up so no one gets bored. I've already noticed my ability to do abs is starting to be a bit limited. No more tummy time for this mama.

I've also started to Internet shop for our little girl. I only wish I was in the States to do the shopping in the pink section officially.

Our OB apt. went well last week, he confirmed we are having a girl and our 18 week ultrasound looked great. Baby is looking great. My only complaint was his non negotiating nurse who would not flex at all on my scale numbers. Seriously, you take at least a pound off for clothes and then it was RIGHT after lunch. I need a new nurse.

Mike painted our bedroom over the weekend a "Moss Beach." I like it. It's soothing and reminds me of the beach. Now to put everything else back together and on the walls. Is is possible for nesting to begin now. Only my nesting isn't with baby things just yet, it's the feeling of needing to nest everything else in the house. To get everything in order, organized, pretty, de-clutter and done, before Christmas.

Mike is still working and taking care of us. He's been great with helping take Carter to school after lunch and making dinner on the nights my body is done.

I'm planning to backlog the blog with pics from the summer soon. Perhaps if I can manage to skip a nap I might be a bit more productive.

Hugs, A

First Day of School.

2011-09-27T09:09:00.001-05:00

Carter started K4 last week and loves spending his afternoons at the "big" school. Today was the big day when both boys started private preschool in the morning. Owen has been counting down and was so excited to go this morning. He ran into the bedroom to get dressed and then walked around the house for the half an hour before we left with his backpack on.

Carter last Wed. First Day of K4. Age 4.

Owen today First Day of Preschool. Age 2. Will be 3 in two weeks.

Both attempts to get a picture of both boys before school this morning. The red bricks are at the preschool and the front door is our home.

Carter showing Lawson his hand for his Pre-k class.

Owen, Carter and our neighbor Jax.

This one makes me smile. Carter in his super hero pose. Even super heroes go to school.

Happy First Day of School!

Both boys did so well. Walked right in like big guys and came home with smiles. Owen was exhausted and starving, so after lunch he crashed for a good three hour nap. Carter had lunch and headed out the door to his other school, K4 (this is the program the company school has- kind of like public school on camp). We are walkers, we literally live just a block and a half from the school. Most of the kids in his class ride the bus. Yesterday he asked if we would take him and pick him up from school in the car and call it a "bus."

As I write this I think the long day has caught up with Carter who just had a melt down with quite the temper. So imagine he will crash very soon. I know it's been a long day, and with a big change this is a little expected. I'm hoping tomorrow afternoon goes better when he comes home.

I'm happy the boys are in school. I could tell the last few weeks they have been a bit bored with just mom. They missed their friends and all of the fun preschool activities. This morning I was able to teach another boot camp class and get my visiting teaching done, so it was nice for me too to have a little time to myself and accomplish some things. I can feel routine coming back and it feels good.

Hugs, A

Verdict.

2011-09-21T12:06:00.003-05:00

So we had our ultrasound this morning and the verdict is...

we are having a GIRL!!!!

(An announcement like this deserves more than one exclamation point I tell you! and maybe one more exclamation on the proclaimed word.)

A GIRL!!!

Can you believe it? I kind of still can't.

In fact I had to ask the tech what she said, I was so taken back.

"I'm sorry what did you say?"

"Girl?"

"Really?"

This is where I started to bawl. Pure tears of total surprise and excitement.

Bring on the pink, the bows and the girlie!!!

Love you all and wanted to share the news.

This is where I would normally insert the ultrasound photo, but I do live in the land of "not quite right" so I don't have any to share right now. I have to go to a separate department and request it. Hilarious. But I'm so happy about having a little girl I'm not worried about the photo.

Hugs, Angie

Big News.

2011-09-18T12:00:00.002-05:00

The truth and Big News.

The real excuse as to why I have not been blogging that much this summer is that I'm Pregnant! Yes, we will welcome our third Dille baby this February. I am currently 17.5 weeks pregnant. Both baby and belly are growing.

The boys are so excited to have a baby. At one point every day Owen will walk up to me, point, rub or pat, my tummy and say "Mommy has baby in tummy" or "That our baby in your tummy."

We will find out in about a week if we will have another boy or little girl. The truth. My heart aches for a little girl, but somehow I have this feeling we will have another boy and I will, yet again, be outnumbered.

Either way, we pray for a healthy baby and an uneventful pregnancy that will allow me to travel back to the States to deliver our new little one. Yes, that is the plan. I feel that going back is best for the baby and I. There are many reasons I feel this way and Mike is supporting me and our decision.

So far, the first trimester was rough. Hence, the no blogging. It was sad to arrive in the States and have no appetite for all of the food I had been dreaming of eating for several months over our vacation. I don't know what's sadder, that or the fact that my appetite began to return as we arrived back in KSA.

Other random first trimester happening, I have quit Coke cold turkey. We arrived in the States, I was six weeks pregnant and the thought of Coke made me want to lose my lunch. It was so strange, but that was it, it was over. This little baby is not a fast food fan (other than Chickfila) and we mostly survived on Jamba Juice and fresh fruits.

That may have been the reason I was a bit ticked about returning to the sandbox this time. (I assure you those feelings have passed- it took a week- and now it's nice to be back in our home- not necessarily back to life outside of camp- but you get the point.)

Other than the usual craziness that comes with having two little boys and being pregnant, life is somewhat uneventful. Which I suppose is also a blessing.

Much Love, A

Just a few photos:
Me, 15 weeks pregnant. I was doing a little maternity shopping with my mom and the boys. Carter thought it was hilarious to pretend to have a belly like me.

Now 17.5 weeks. I really feel like in the last two weeks my baby bump has truly arrived. At least most people realize at this stage it is actually a baby in there and not all of the repat eating out.

We're back!

2011-09-10T14:39:00.002-05:00

So we made it safe and sound back to the Sandbox. We arrived a few days ago and are in the midst of a great case of jet lag. It's awesome.

Since my last post, the boys and I survived our flight from Boise to DC. No thanks to an altercation I had on the plane with an older lady trying to swat Carter as she sat in front of him. He was using the seat to occasionally push himself back up (like most kids who can't reach the floor), not kicking every 10 seconds (like some kids). I was trying my very best to contain both boys. Owen cried and cried not wanting to fly again, and then we sat on the runway for an hour because of the earthquake in VA. Add to that it was nap time and we had been up since 5:30 a.m. You get the picture, right?

There is only so much this mamma can handle and then the momma grizzly came out. Yup, it did. No throw downs, just a stern talking too, that began with "Please do not hit my child." Yup, you can imagine that got the attention of pretty much everyone around me. So needless to say, that is one flight I will always remember.

Upon arrival, missing the Virginia earthquake by a mere hour or so, my mom came to our rescue at Reagan National. Then we hauled all of our things, three carts worth back to the car and then headed down to the farm. (Did I mention we just missed the earthquake in Denver too while in the air- seriously the craziest day ever!)

We experienced a pretty good aftershock that night that rumbled the house and bed. I was awake, the kids slept through it all.

Mike arrived the next day, oh and then so did the Hurricane. Or maybe that was one more day later. Either way, we waited the storm out and then booked it south to Myrtle Beach to see his Aunt and Uncle.

Came back, packed, visited family and my best friend Tara from high school, who is so stinking cute pregnant! Ate some more US awesome food, said our goodbyes and jumped back on a plane to KSA.

All in all, I'd say it was a very eventful last week of our summer in the States.

Since being home I have dug out our dining room from the 7 dish barrel boxes and four suitcases it took to get us home. My house is now somewhat presentable. (Just don't go into the master room. I need a few more days for that one.) I can see that order is coming, maybe soon we can make it back on some sort of routine or schedule.

In the meantime. We are alive. Not roasting as bad as I thought we would. Sleeping a lot and missing the US food and grocery stores. Mike is trucking along and back to work and life as usual, it's the rest of us bringing up the rear.

Love you all!
Hugs, A

Today.

2011-08-22T01:17:00.005-05:00

Today. We went to church and Carter said his first prayer in primary opening exercises. I think he was more fascinated with the mic, but generally did a good job.

I still look at him and think, when did you get so big? Today we took a nap, and he snuggled up to me and we slept. Carter is such a special little soul. More than once a day, he comes and finds me, hugs me and tells me he loves me. He makes me feel special and so lucky to have him.

Today, I plowed through several posts in a desperate attempt to catch up on a summer. But with that also comes the feeling of remorse, because I didn't take nearly enough photos to capture our summer here in Idaho.

Today was our last Sunday in Nampa. Tuesday morning we head back to Virginia.

Today the family crew came over for dinner. The cousins played, the adults gathered around the dinner table and talked. I miss this. I miss Mike too. I'm sad to be leaving but so glad that in just a few days Mike will be with us.

I have four dish barrel boxes packed, now the magic will be to get everything else into one big suitcase and two small ones.

I think the kids are going to have a hard time leaving.

Plans for tomorrow, gym, pack, take Carter to the dentist (Uncle Bryan), a few last minute errands and possibly squeeze in some Mexican food.

Hugs, A

Backyard Afternoons.

2011-08-22T01:05:00.003-05:00

While Mike was still in town, we had a little backyard picnic and family get together. Mike's Uncle Carl brought his family and all of his girls. Who are grown with their own families but jnust happened to be home for the weekend together. The Charlotte's sister, Marilyn came with her husband Dennis. Along with Mike's cousin Cory and his wife and their two boys. It was a fun afternoon. We enjoyed some cake and ice cream, and the kids ran a muck in the yard. Come to think of it, this is really how we've spent a lot of our afternoons. Running around in the backyard.

Owen in front of Mike's cousin Cory's new truck. BIG truck. Carter, Owen and Cory and Lori's sons, AJ and Luke.

I know it means a lot to Mike to see his family. We are grateful for the opportunity we have to work overseas, but missing family is a hard pill to chew. Anytime we get to see everyone is a blessing. Hugs, A

Movie Time.

2011-08-22T00:57:00.003-05:00

I mentioned we took the boys to see Cars 2. Finally the pictures of our happy boys with cousin Landon outside and inside the theatre. Thanks for the special treat Grandma and pappa.

After the movie. Bellys full of popcorn, twizzlers and sour patch kids. Oh and that cute lady in the background is Aunt Shala, Landons mom.

Red, White and Blue.

2011-08-22T00:39:00.003-05:00

Fourth of July morning started at the parade. Even Aunt Nikki and Brooklyn came out.

The highlight of the parade, other than the firetrucks and horses. Seeing Grandpa dressed up as George Washington, and Uncle Paul and Brenda, and Uncle Bryan driving Pappa's beloved fast car. Dille and Associates out in the community.

That night we packed up the kids and went into Caldwell to see the fireworks. Carter slept in the car and for about half and hour as we waited for it to get dark. He was not a fan of the fireworks.

On the other hand, this little guy, Owen, LOVED them. As long as his ears were covered. So glad we were back in the States to celebrate the Fourth of July. Nothing like being home, back at home, in the land of the free and red, white and blue. Hugs, A

Dille's at the Lake.

2011-08-22T00:11:00.005-05:00

The first of July we headed up north to McCall for a Dille family weekend. It was a full cabin and a great few days. Beautiful countryside, mountains, trees, the smell of fresh air, family time and a lot of cousin craziness. I believe this may be a new tradition. Mike and Owen skipping rocks at the Lake. Carter playing at the park by the Lake. Family photo op after an afternoon of boating.

Cousin Landon and Carter on Uncle Brian's boat.

Action shot on a full tube. Brenda, Mike, Carter, Shala and Landon.

My family Side.

2011-08-16T17:44:00.005-05:00

I realize the longer I wait to post the farther behind I get. Now that we are just one week away from flying back to Virginia and then another week from being back in the sandbox, it's time to get back to business.

Chad, me, Lori and my dad Woody.

When we first arrived in the States we spent a few days with my family. My sister and neice even came into town that weekend too. It was a nice weekend and for the most part the kids were great. I have to take into consideration I have two very active boys and add to that jetlag and some serious suitcase hopping travel from house to house. So given the circumstances a few meltdowns and throwdowns weren't that bad.

It was really great to see my dad, my brother Chad and his wife Cory and of course to Lori and Emma. We never seem to stay long enough, but get in a good day of relaxing and playing at Chads house. Good thing we plan to make another pit stop there before heading back to the sandbox. I haven't had my fill of these guys yet. Hugs, A

Grandpa Woody and the grandkids. Emma, Carter and Owen.

Aunt Cory and Carter.

Long Time No Post.

2011-08-04T21:16:00.006-05:00

Just in case you forgot what we looked like in our little July hiatus. Our little family at the Lake in McCall. Hey there. You still out there, beloved Dille blog readers? I know, I know I have been slacking this past month. Excuses? Sure I have plenty, but I won't even bother, you don't really want to read them anyways I'm sure. Instead here is a rundown of our past month in the States. (Sigh. God Bless the USA.)

Since my last post we have made it from Boise to Houston, back to Boise and then drove to Salt Lake for a week, made a quick stop in Logan for some new Aggie gear and now are back in Boise. It's nice to be back at our home away from home. I'm grateful my in laws still love us enough to let us move back in. Finally the suitcases are unpacked, with no sign of having to pack and go anywhere for at least three weeks. I am thrilled. There is excitement in traveling, but it gets old fast as a single mom with two little guys who thrive on routines and open spaces to run.
We said goodbye to Mike two weeks ago. He's back in the sandbox roasting to pay the bills and hold down the fort. Lucky for us, he loves and misses us so much he is planning to come back in August to fly back with me and the boys. See, I'm a lucky girl I tell ya.
The boys have been busy. We saw Cars 2 in the "big" theatre, also busy running in the yard, through the sprinklers, playing in the pool, slip and slide, riding big wheels, playing with cousins at the park and at the gym, spending as much time as they can with their grandparents and loving every minute of attention they are getting. Carter and Landon at the park. Owen below climbing on the monkey bars. Yes, still my fearless little climber.
Me. I miss Mike. The single parenting thing, even with grandparent help isn't the most fun. But although I miss him, I am loving being back in the States. I have a large mound of bags accumulating and getting ready to stuff into boxes to take back to Saudi. I'm a shopper, so it's been exciting to revisit our favorite stores and gather goods to take back with us. (The boys however after not shopping with me for over nine months have lost their store "etiquette.") Other nice thing has been cable-Bacherlotte anyone?, gym time, seeing family, driving anywhere I want and faster than 30 mph, yummy snacks and food, and freedom. It's nice to be home, to get dressed and go out without the Harry Potter cape and just be me. (Side note, did get to see the last HP and it was awesome!) Feel like me and not have anyone really even notice me. It's a good change for a while, to feel normal, to be back in America and remember and feel why it is SO stinkin GOOD to be an American.

Alright, let's talk food. Texas Roadhouse and Lupe Tortillas still as good as when we left. Jamba Juice and coke icee's heaven in a cold cup. Old Grist Mill and Great Harvest in Utah, Oh how I have missed you and am SO disappointed there is nothing like you here in Boise or in Saudi.
The past month has also made Mike another year older. On the 29th he turned 33. We celebrated with a cake- ALL 33 candles blazing, and birthday songs before he left.
We are enjoying our time here to the fullest. Enjoying all that we can while we are here. One more month left before we head back to the sandbox. You better believe we plan to live up the rest of our time here. So- this is your warning- I may not be up to my prior blogging numbers, but I will try. love you all! Hugs, A

The other side.

2011-07-11T10:16:00.002-05:00

We made it. We actually SURVIVED the 14 hour flight from Doha to DC. I'm not going to lie or sugar coat this one, it was brutal. It was so very long and so very hard on the kids and me, Carter had a constant countdown of how long until we got off the plane. I could not have managed without Mike and my hands are down to the expat moms who manage that monster of a flight by themselves with kiddos.

So we've been here for a little over a week and this is what we've done.

Visited family in Virginia at the farm, pet the donkeys, saw our dog, played with cousins, swam in the pond, went on the paddle boat and gave grandma lots of love.

Two visits to Chickfila in the first two days we arrived, visited the 7-11 for slurpees, and even managed a Target trip in the first 24 hours. It was as if I walked in the door and the clouds broke and the light shown down and angels sung. It was heaven for a girl trapped in the sandbox for nine months!!!

Spent the night with Tom and Emily and their awesome kiddos. They were our first post airport stop and were amazing to host us for the night. Carter still calls Layla, their daughter, his girlfriend. lol.

Spent two days in my old town, Woodbridge, visiting with my brother, sister and dad. Had some great BBQ, with all things pork being grilled for Mike thanks to Chad.

On night three we actually managed to sleep for 10 straight hours and knock out the jet lag. Who knew a Fairfield Inn mattress would be just what our little family needed.

Day three we also jumped on another plane, much to the boys dismay, to travel across the country to Boise, via Denver. Took almost six hours, which felt WAY too long for only going to Idaho. I kept telling Mike we had a slow plane, it couldn't be that far.

Now in Idaho we've caught up with Mike's family and all of our little cousins.

We watched Pappa, Bryan, Paul and Brenda in the Caldwell fourth of July parade and then spent the night watching fireworks at the stadium. Owen LOVED them and has been requesting fireworks every night since. Carter was the big surprise. I thought he would love them, and he didn't. Not at all, he kept asking to go home and haven't mentioned them since.

Mike and I spent an afternoon at the Boise LDS temple. We were hoping to go a few times while we are here, but turns out the temple is being closed for a year to remodel and last week was the last week it was open.

We've made it to Target probably two more times, along with Walmart and Subway and Sonic. Even managed to talk Mike into taking me to Olive Garden.

Went on a mini Dille family trip with the gang up to McCall Idaho and just got back yesterday afternoon.

Now I can actually unpack our suitcases and get a little settled after ALL of this traveling I can't wait to be settled. At least for a few days, Mike and I are off for Houston this coming weekend. Then he heads back to the Sandbox and the boys and I will stay in the States for another six weeks.

It feels so good to be in the States. We've really missed our families. One of my personal highlights, I can drive everywhere and can shop whenever I want. It's kind of amazing!

More updates and pictures to come of our adventures on this side of the world. Oh, it's so good to be home!

Hugs, A

Booyah!

2011-06-29T14:03:00.003-05:00

Off to the States in just four hours.
We're making a dash over the boarder in the middle of the night.
Sounds fun huh?
We are so close I can taste the freedom and womens rights.
Carter has been keeping a running tally of how many minutes before we go.
Bags are packed. Carry ons are almost there.
The boys are NOT sleeping, right now there are hollaring back and forth "woah."
You think they're excited?
Ready or Not... Here we come!

Before we head out, small journaling updates.
Carter has conquered the diving board and deep end of the pool.
It took A LOT of coaxing and now he loves it.
He jumps of the diving board and swims to the wall all by himself.
He's a little fish, or in his words "I'm swim like a shark."
Booyah!

Oh and Owen is potty trained!!!
Last Wednesday he woke up and proclaimed, "I wear undies."
We haven't looked back since.
Booyah!

Souvenirs.

2011-06-24T09:28:00.005-05:00

Less than a week and we will be stateside. In the meantime things have been busy with preparation. One of the tops of my list, souvenirs to bring back. And with that trip into town, a quick stop to the produce market. We're eating to clear out our pantry and fridge, and pretty much only buying produce and milk. Good thing, because there seems to be a shortage of sour cream and turkey ham in the kingdom.

A friend of mine, Jen, also the produce expert, took me to this indoor strip mall. Similar to a flea market. Inside there are piles and piles of these awesome dresses and skirts. Long skirt or tube dress you decide. Some with straps other without. Short skirts in all colors. It was awesome and it truly took over an hour to sort through and come up with a stack I know my sisters and girlfriends will love. Oh and I came back with several for myself too. Or, I could just bring back abiyas for everyone? I know, I know, hard decision.

Another view of the store. The produce market was great that day too! Love all of the colors and most of the smells.

Best score that morning were flats of US strawberries and a box of avocados. (Owen and I are still on a guac. kick.) We paid 70 SAR = 18.66 US for one of the boxes below. Not a great price in the US but a pretty good one for here. Especially since they were actually ALL good strawberries. Owen was thrilled when I walked in the door and had devoured a handful before I had even unloaded the car.

Let the preparations continue. Really should start packing soon. Hugs, A

One on One time.

2011-06-15T05:07:00.009-05:00

Owens last day also meant the last day of just Carter and I. So to celebrate and make the day special for Carter we hit the library and came home with a backpack full of books. Then we went around the corner for icee lemonades and spend a little time at the covered playground outside.

This was the face I got when I told him to smile. This kid has developed some serious attitude in the last two weeks. Does this have something to do with being four? If it is, I believe we may miss the three's and I never thought I would say that. It was a nice morning with Carter. I love both of my boys and spending time all together, but it's a treat to spend one on one time with them. I know they need it and I do. It's great to connect without the distractions and competitions. To see more of their little personalities and just enjoy them! Which really makes me think the quote below from Elder Ballard. I've been thinking about this A LOT lately. I guess being a mom of toddlers can make life a bit crazy. A good friend of mine told me at this point in my life I'm in the trenches. Constantly digging myself out. This quote reminds me to put down my shovel, slow down, enjoy and really see my kids for the magnificant spirits they are.

Elder M. Russel Ballard has taught us the importance of the Savior's admonition to "behold your little ones" when he said, "Notice that He didn't say 'glance at them' or 'casually observe them' or 'occasionaly take a look in their general direction.' He said to behold them. To me that means that we should embrace them with our eyes and with our hearts; we should see and appreciate them for who they really are: spirit children of our Heavenly Father, with divine attributes" Read more here.

Happy Wednesday! (If you live in KSA it's really like a Friday- wahoo!) For the rest of you suppose, happy Wednesday hump day. Hugs, A

Owens last day.

2011-06-15T04:54:00.003-05:00

Yesterday was Owen's last day of playschool at Mrs. Anna's. Here are a few pictures right before we went into the school that morning. The sun must have been right in his eyes, because he's squinty and doesn't look very happy. But he was. He loved Anna and Laurie and the rest of the helpers. Her school really worked on the basics a two year old needs to know, please, thank you, standing in a line, sharing, not hitting and a few letters and numbers. I really think one of his favorite things about going to playschool was taking his backpack with him to school.

Next year he will move to Ms. Jeanette's school with Carter for preschool. They will both go four mornings a week. It will bo so nice to have both boys at the same school. The comfort they will both have knowing they are together and logistically wise for me not having to stress about picking up both boys at the same time but at different locations.

Now that school is out for BOTH boys, it officially feels like SUMMER! I'm excited to have no where to rush to in the morning, more time to lounge around together, make breakfast, sleep in (I wish) and spend our mornings at the pool before we head over the ocean and through the woods to Grandma's house we go!

Hugs, A

Teppanyaki?

2011-06-12T04:15:00.004-05:00

Being over here (KSA) it's easy at times to see a favorite food or food style and get excited thinking, awesome, this will be just like home. I KNOW I like this. Only to find out, they are calling it the same thing, but it is NOT the same thing.

Take Teppanyaki. I hear this and I think deliciouse Japenese food, fried rice, chicken, moist delicious veggies in soy sauce and garlic butter.

Last night this is what I ordered when we went to dinner at the dining hall. Dining hall - think cafeteria on camp. Not our favorite, but on a night when neither one of us feels like cooking and the boys need to get out, it's an easy choice.

The Dining hall has theme nights, (pretty decieving given my first paragraph about the food here). Mexican night, Indian night, and low and behold Teppannyaki night.

So I ordered the Teppannyaki chicken. THIS is what I got... Chicken breasts, cabbage, zucchini, carrots (all still a bit crunchy) on a fajitta hot plate soaked in soy sauce that was added right before he handed it to me, not cooked with. I was dissappointed.

While standing in line another mom told me last week she ordered fajitta's from the dining hall and it was served on a stale hot dog bun, was mostly undercooked onion and a few pieces of chicken. We both laughed and I made a note, NOT to order that either.

Another side note about eating out here. Napkins, or the lack of napkins. Instead they use kleenex/tissues as napkins. (See photo above.) Here are the "napkins" on our dining table. Also, thin cheapy tissues/kleenex are not a good source to wipe wet, sticky hands. Makes more mess than it's worth. I carry around wipes in my purse for dinner. Just like I carry around tissues for the restrooms here as well, because there usually isn't any of that either. Just a hose. It's the American in me that prefers not to drip dry.

One last little photo from last night. Here's a quick view of the dining hall tables section. Carter was making laps around the tables and since he had so much energy to burn and had been in the house ALL afternoon, we let him!

Another random thought. Today I was browsing the Target online weekly add. I am SO excited to walk the isles of Target. Cold Coke Icee in one hand, soft pretzel in the other. Less than three weeks. I am seriously considering making a construction paper link chain with a countdown to home. Can't WAIT!!!

Hugs, A

Texan.

2011-06-11T08:54:00.007-05:00

You can take the boys out of Texas, but you can't take the Texan out of the boys.

The other day, Carter went into the garage to our second fridge (where we keep mostly drinks) to get a Coke for Mike and I for lunch. He actually really likes to do this and we like that he likes it. So off he goes. Only moments later he peaks his head back in the door and asks,

"What kind of Coke?"

Our response, "A Black* Coke, Coke."

Totally a southern thing.

Owen eats like a Texan. He LOVES tex-mex. I was able to get a box avacados at the produce market this week and we have been making homemade guacamole like it was our job, and this kid has been pounding it with a bag of tortilla chips. If he sees the guac. he'll eat nothing else but that. He grew up on chips and salsa in Houston only fitting we move across the world and it continues.

I believe he also has a little Texas rodeo in him as well. Tonight he mounted the railing as we checked out of the dining hall. He swung his leg over the railing, grapped on and told me "I riding a horse, nah... (insert horse noise)"

There are still moments when I can hear both Mike and I say "fer" instead of "for." Just six years in Houston and we both picked that one up too. So perhaps you can say Texas still has a piece of our hearts.

And just because.

Our "Gardener" Mike. Yes, we still take care of our own yard here. A lot of expats hire a local gardner to come by once a day and wash off the sidewalks and water the grass. We don't mind taking care of the yard and we had an automatic sprinkler installed. Daddy does a good job. Never thought he'd have to mow the lawn in the desert.

Hugs, A

*Yes, we're still drinking Coke Zero. Most of you are probably shocked, I am the coke girl. But with cheese bread and no gym day care I can't afford all of the calories. So Coke Zero and no guilt.

Cabin Fever.

2011-06-11T08:30:00.005-05:00

This past week we've suffered from a bat of cabin fever.

It's hot and so we stay indoors.

I can't drive off camp because I'm a woman so we stay on camp.

I had a motorized scooter accident resulting in road rash down one side of my body and a lot of skinned skin. I'm pretty much a wreck, which then knocked out the pool for me and the boys. Could you imagine raw skin and chlorine... yeah, no way. So without the pool, we are inside again.

Normally we find ways to make this work for us. But it's usually on Friday (our sabbath/sunday day) when the true cabin fever sets in right after we get home from church.

We watched a little SYTYCD and the boys fell asleep. They fought naps earlier so we let them snuggle up with us resulting in this.

Then Mike comes to the rescue. Trains, playing ball, wrestling, chasing, building this and that. He pretty much rocks the Friday afternoons with the boys and chases away the cabin fever with a bit of boy craziness.

Trio Train Tunnels.

Carter insisted he get a turn at the camera. He's getting better. At this rate Mike and I may be in more pictures and even together in a picture.

After this we walked around the block. It was 7:30 and finally starting to cool off a bit. I needed to get out of our little house and gets some, well kind of, fresh air. It's pretty dusty the last few days. This morning there was a thick coating of red/orange sand on the burb.

This week is Owens last week of playschool. Then two more weeks and we're outta here. Everyone is gearing down it feels like. Working on repat lists and little things to take back to family. Checking off to do lists and leaving longer ones for their hubbies who are staying. Oh, wait, maybe that's just me. But they are things that will require Mike to spend some time in the wood shop and he LOVES that. So I'm just helping him to fill his time.

If you're in the Boise area, I'm looking for a reasonably priced photographer to take family photos for us the first of July. We'd also like to keep a cd with the images that we could bring over here. Too hard to transport photos and then we also risk them being taken at customs. Any suggestions? Hugs, A

Four.

2011-06-10T12:06:00.004-05:00

Dear Carter,
We're so proud of the little man you are becoming. You bring joy, laughter and a sweet spirit into our home. Your energy is astonding, you just go and go and go. Unless your favorite show is on, then and usually only then you sit still. It's in those little moments when you will sit with us on the couch and snuggle. We hold hands and we talk. We also have a lot of those moments when you are snuggled up in bed. We talk about your day, what we did, how we feel and what we are doing tomorrow.

You love your little brother, although sometimes you tell him you don't, but we know you really do. Sometimes at night you sneak out of your room and let Owen out of his to come snuggle with you. Then you read him books in your bed. You wait for him going up the stairs to the waterslide and help him up each level. He's your best friend.

You are kind, loving and friendly. You love to meet new friends and think that anyone who comes into our home has come to play with you. Absolute strangers you will stop and say "hello friend" to.

You have a great memory, and call anything that happened in the past "yesterday." You love to tell stories and are always planning some imaginary trip to the moon, to see grandma, last week you were planning a trip to see Jesus and were taking all of your stuffed animals along for the ride.

You love to sing, dance, color, paint and make crafts. You also love to build things, wrestle, jump, run and make a gun or sword out of anything you can find, blocks, legos, sticks, wrapping paper rolls. This week you requested to be called "super kid." We obliged.

You are learning to swim like a champ and push yourself to keep trying. You like to jump in and make a big splash and can float on your back for 25 seconds.

You always want to be the "winner" in everything and were are not quite sure where you learned this. You race everywhere always wanting to be first and if you don't win you "missed." Sometimes you let your brother Owen win.

You are now ear tube free and your middle ear looks great. I believe that may have been your last set of tubes. Thank goodness. Little man you have had more than your fair share of visits to the ENT.

You were so excited to turn FOUR and everytime we would sing happy birthday to you, you would glow. Pure joy.

In the scriptures we are told to be more like children, humble, loving, forgiving and trusting. I look at you and I can see your little spirit and I know that you are so close to the Savior. You are pure and teachable, loving and caring, and a great example to us all.

Love you Carter.
Hugs, Mom.

Cake and Presents.

2011-06-10T11:12:00.004-05:00

On Carter's REAL birthday, June 4, we had a lower key birthday celebration with our family and another family we have become good friends with, the Borns. Their kids weren't able to make it to Carters birthday because they were sick, so we invited them over to make pizzas and have cake on Saturday night. Almost like another birthday party, Carter was thrilled.

Cupcakes and Candles.

Our little family right before opening presents. Carter and his bud, Lawson, in their aprons. I really wanted to get a picture of Owen and Carter together, but this was the type of mood Owen was in. He was no longer loving the apron cook party idea. Carter opening presents with Lawson. Checking out the new easle we got Carter for his birthday. He LOVES to draw and was really excited about this one. It's still sitting in our living room and has had a lot of use out of the chalkboard side. It felt like a weeklong birthday celebration for Carter. The house was decorated for three days and believe it or not, the birthday balloons that I spent WAY too much money on, were still floating after a week.

On his actual birthday we played, had lunch with dad, Mike took him swimming, we had friends over for dinner and when they left we played a wicked round of hide and go seek in the house.

We played and played and stayed up way too late. I guess it was one of those night where everyone is happy and there is no rush to do anything. Nights like those are magical. I wish my kids would stay little and want to play silly games with us forever.

Hugs, A

Chef Mustaches.

2011-06-07T07:40:00.002-05:00

Because sometimes it's the little things like sticky, fuzzy, black mustaches that can top off a birthday party.

Hugs, A

The Chef Party.

2011-06-07T06:56:00.005-05:00

Well it happened. Carter turned FOUR! We survived and enjoyed every minute of his birthday celebrations. I promise you have not met another little boy so excited to be four!

Here's our cute Carter in his birthday apron.The chef kiddos. There was a virus running around camp that knocked out four kids. Instead of 12, we had 7. This group was large enough. It was a good, and a bit crazy, of a time.

Making pizzas. Jet, Jordan and Carter. Owen taking control of the roller. Pizzas in the oven. On to the cupcakes. Having lunch. The pizzas were a hit and so were the cupcakes. Chocolate with buttercream icing. In between the cooking we read a book and had a dance party.

Silly Chefs.

Recipe for a Chef Party.

Custom aprons.

Decorated Chef hats.

Five good friends.

Balloons.

Pizza. Cupcakes. Fruit, veggies with ranch.

Candles.

Happy Birthday Singing.

Presents.

= One Happy FOUR year old Carter.

I asked Carter what was his favorite part of the party. His reply, "Dancing and cupcakes."

Hugs, A

Last Day.

2011-05-31T13:17:00.004-05:00

Today was Carters last day of preschool. He loved Ms. Jeanette's school and all of her wonderful teachers. What a blessing it was to have a spot open in her school right when we moved here. Carter and a few friends after school showing off their butterflies.

It's almost officially summer now. Almost. Owen has two more weeks at his playschool and the actual company schools get out at the end of June. Then I suppose it will 'officially' be summer and then we jump on a plane back home. Hurray!

Until then, Carter and I will have three mornings a week just the two of us. Plans include some pool time of course, and maybe a few trips into town for gifts to bring back. Honestly, I'm pretty sure he doesn't understand school is over for now. So we'll see how it goes. Carter loves having places to go and friends to see. He is our little social butterfly, so I suppose it's only fitting that be the last craft he makes at school this year.

Hugs, A

Jump.

2011-05-29T07:13:00.003-05:00

We never planned to own a trampoline. Until we were given one from a family on camp that no longer used it. We thought, why not? Our kids jump of everything in the house, might as well. Turns out another family we go to church with just happened to take off their tramp net, so we scored that too. Tramps are pretty pricey, much like everything else over here. We can't say enough thank you's.

Last week Mike started the set up. We still need to put the net around it. But until then, the boys are loving the supervised Jump Time .

The photos also give you an idea of what our side yard looks like. It's pretty big [for our type of house on camp] and so is that trampoline that takes up the middle portion of the yard now. We have four trees in the yard as well that provide a decent amount of shade.

The afternoons have been cooling off enough to spend time outside comfortably. These photos are from last night. It was so nice to be outside. It's good for the boys, it's good for us.

Hugs, A

Bargaining with a Two year old.

2011-05-29T06:56:00.003-05:00

In the past few weeks we've embarked on a new stage with Owen. We can now officially bargain with the little man and he totally gets it. It's awesome.

I love this stage. It goes something like this.

Owen if you eat two spoon fulls of [this] you can have [this].

He is changing so much these days. The language and reasoning skills that he is acquiring amazes me. I love it when he calls me for me down the hall, Mom where are you? or he answers to Carter, I'm in here Carter. He's taking part in real conversations and I am loving it.

Photos are of Owen watching his new favorite show, Super Why. He loves it, and can be found singing the shows title song several times a day. He even dances while singing. Classic.

The dynamics of our life with two little boys is constantly changing as they each continue to grow leaps and bounds. Althought it doesn't always feel like it, life is fun. Boys are fun. Loud, but still a handful of fun.
Hugs, A

Celebration 1.

2011-05-29T06:18:00.005-05:00

Carter turns the big FOUR this Saturday, June 4. Four on the Fourth. I believe that's called his GOLDEN birthday!

He is ALL about birthdays this year. He's been talking about his for months and has had major melt downs when someone else has a birthday and turns four before him. Especially at school, he's struggled with birthdays. But this last month, because his birthday is 'finally' almost here, he's been a better sport about celebrating others birthdays.

Back to school, turns out his school gets out this week and would have missed his birthday by three days. So, what's a mom to do? I'll tell you what. Bake cupcakes and take them to his class to celebrate his birthday EARLY. Yup, that's exactly what I did this morning.

He came home with a transformer from Mrs. Jeanette and exclaimed, "I had the BEST day at school." Success.So let's call this Birthday Celebration for Carter Number 1.

There is a slight risk that with all the planned celebrations this week, preschool party, playgroup party, birthday party, church birthday singing, and 1 actual birthday and then birthday celebrations planned for Idaho with the family, this kid may think he has 6 birthdays. I may just chalk it all up to the golden birthday and that's why we are doing so much celebrating. Yup, that's my story and I'm sticking to it.

Hugs, A

Thoughts and Happenings.

2011-05-25T06:10:00.007-05:00

The boys and I waiting to check out of our hotel last weekend. Totally unrelated to the post, just a photo for word heavy post. We spent the morning at the pool again. Really no big surprises there. It's a fun way to spend time together and it's one of the few options I have on camp to entertain these two guys in the heat.

This time we went to the pool in the Hills with water slides. Well, slides, with water running through them. More like playplace slides from McD's or BK. It's rather comical really. There aren't even stairs, there are the wierd alternating platforms to get to the top. You get the picture right, yup, just like a play place.

So much that Carter spent half the time pushing Owen's legs up so he could reach the next platform to the top. Have I mentioned how great of a big brother Carter was this morning, he takes the blue ribbon today.

Carter spent the morning going up and down the slides like a champ, hit the water and swam to me using his circle arms, real strokes I tell you, REAL strokes. I think the kid is getting it!

He spent time leaping into the water from the side of the pool turning around and swimming to the side without me. He wanted to do it ALL by himself. The progress he's made in two months is astonding to me and I love every minute of it and that cute kid in his swim goggles.

Later when we came home from lunch he told me. "When I get big like you, I'm gonna swim in the big pool by myself." In fact not a day goes by where he doesn't tell me something he plans to do when he "grows big like a giant." Does this mean I'm a giant?

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Bare with me... More thoughts and happenings from the past few days.

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Progress on Carter's birthday party are continuing. We decided to throw him a chef party. I made 12 toddler aprons and am having them embroydered in town. Is 2.60 (1o SAR) a name a good price?

I'm just happy the four year old party go-ers won't look at the details of the aprons. I'm not a great seamstress. I can do straight lines, basic things. I pushed my self to get these done and I like the latter ones better than my first attempts. It took awhile to figure out how to deal with bias binding that was too thin and working with the limited supplies I found here. My heart aches missing Hobby Lobby. How easy would it make this all.

Continuing with party plans. I now have 12 kiddos attending. Yikes, how did five turn into 12?

We were going to make chef hats, but I lucked out and found paper chef hats in town. I could have done cartwheels in the isle. I also scored some checkered table clothes that totally say pizza parlor to me.

I also scored a few things of Pillsbury grand rolls for half price (yeah, really more like the price you would normally pay for them back home). This will make perfect pizza dough (thanks again Lisa!) and will make life so much easier the morning of the party.

I really have felt like this week was my week for shopping. I found just what I needed and in only one trip. This hardly happens in the sandbox. It was meant for me I keep telling Mike.

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Things are continuing to heat up around here. Usually the lunch hour is unbearably hot. Which is the exact time the boys get out of preschool and playschool. Yesterday we needed to run into the commissary at this time. The boys were miserable!

We walked maybe half a football field from the parking lot into the store. It wasn't far. The entire way Owen cried "mommy, help me walk" which really means CARRY ME.

And Carter cried as well, "It's so HOT. It's too Hot. It's really, really, really, hot outside." In general is was not a fun little trip for milk. I agree it was too hot to do anything and this is only the beginning.

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We're trucking along. There's a hard transition coming. Going back to the States. Trying to find the balance between here and there. Most moms and kids leave for the summer. Most have homes to go back to. We plan to stay with Mike's parents for the most of the summer and it will be great, the boys are thrilled. Carter talks constantly about his cousins and pappa.

But I suppose I am just homesick for Houston. Our friends, our doctors, the shopping, the awesome food and our old house. Not the location- just the house. :)

It's almost like I'm moving all over again. What will I do with the boys for six weeks, other than the gym and swim lessons for two weeks. Then when we get back to SA, do things just fall back into place?

The life of an expat is truly remarkable and totally overwhelming at times.
Miss you all. Can you tell?
Hugs, A

Another just because photo. This one Carter took of us after church last Friday. Owens face in this photo melts me. What a boy that Owen is.

Brotherly Love.

2011-05-24T12:09:00.002-05:00

Looks something like this...
They were snuggled up in the chair at a hardware store in Bahrain watching How to Train a Dragon on the phone. It bought us a good five minutes or so.
When they aren't throwing down in the living room, they do play really well together and are best friends. I love the little moments when they are gentle and loving towards each other. Makes me happy to have two little boys so close in age. Yes, I did just say that. Somehow 16 months apart doesn't seem so bad when they get older.
Hugs, A

The Artist and Our Family.

2011-05-21T23:39:00.003-05:00

Carter loves to draw and color. Recently he's been working on his people. This masterpiece from our budding artist is from his church Sunbeams class. It's a real beauty and I think it captures our family pretty nicely. He was also reverent at church and earned another sticker. You might recognize this one, because when he earns one of these bad boys he proudly displays it on his forehead all day long.
Just for fun. The boys after church waiting for lunch. Most of the times there is one driving and one on top for the ride. At least they are sharing and taking turns, right? Hugs, A

Tanks.

2011-05-21T14:59:00.006-05:00

On the outside things in Bahrain seem to be returning to normal. Like I said, it's what we see, doesn't really mean that is what is really happening. As an outsider you can't really judge much. Some things seem familiar, yet there are some things, like, say, I don't know, an abudance of tanks and posters of the King everywhere that remind you, yeah not so back to normal is it?

This is where the expats go to get away from the some what oppressiveness of where we live. Even just one day leaves me feeling better about our situation. That I can travel just an hour away and wear my normal clothes and feel like me. I can drive, try clothes on, I have rights and I feel free. But even with that, it still shakes you up just a bit when you drive around and see so many of these.

Most of these are taken while our car was moving. This one is near the finacial district where the Pearl Roundabout use to be. The entire area is blocked off still and tanks at every exit. There is also almost a makeshift military camp under the overpass as well. Look just behind the truck and taxi. Rows of tanks. Another tank, although this one is sporting the King posters I mentioned earlier. Here we are on the causeway. The first difference I saw that things had changed from our last visit were the posters EVERYWHERE. Every window and most of them had more than one photo. This is the last checkpoint when I finally pulled out my camera and is no where near as decked out as the ones before it.

Even with the tanks everywhere. We felt fine, we had a good time and I still felt more comfortable than I do some days here. We also stayed out of the suburbs and didn't venture off the beaten path. We're ok mom. Promise. Hugs, A

Room Service.

2011-05-21T14:50:00.003-05:00

Our Anniversary night we spoiled the boys too.

Room Service. This is what the overpriced goodness looked like.

Grilled ham and cheese, Chicken nuggets, french fries and peas. Not a bad way to wrap up the day at the pool, bubble bath and then fancy meals to eat on the couch in their pj's.

At this point the babysitter showed up and we headed out the door for our own dinner. They were happy and we were happy to have a little time for just us. Funny thing is, when we arrived back at the room at 10 p.m. we stepped off of the elevator and could hear the boys down the hall. We opened the door and there was our sweet babysitter sitting on the chair in the dark. Carter on the couch, Owen on the bed, half jumping, half leaping, twirling the room service menu. They were besides themselves. Laughing and playing. She told us, "I told them you were coming home and they needed to sleep. They not tired. I tried."

What did they put in that room service anyways? Those boys should have been passed out cold. Once the babysitter left, Mike had them to sleep in five minutes. I guess, they too, didn't want to miss a minute of our anniversary.

Hugs, A

Splish Splashing it Up.

2011-05-21T14:30:00.004-05:00

One of the very main reasons we stay at the Gulf hotel is for the kids pool. That and the fact that the two times we've stayed there our boys have had the entire thing to themselves in the morning. Yes, it is pretty awesome! I mean the other amenities are nice too, but when you have two little crazy boys a pool like this takes the cake.

There is also a "grown up" pool down below that we spent some time in too. This is how we really spent our time this past weekend.A little swinging while splashing.

Owen toweling off to leave. A great view of the water playset at the hotel. Now picture water shooting out of every little crevice of that bad boy. Good times.
A little relaxing pool side. But most of the time Mike was on the slide with the boys. Bubble Bathing it Up in the Hotel Room. Then a little Disney Channel viewing while in the bath. Nothing but the best for these two monkeys.

Hugs, A

Happy Nine.

2011-05-21T14:16:00.003-05:00

Mike and I celebrated our Nine Year Wedding Anniversary last Wednesday, May 18. We packed up the burb and the boys, then crossed the causeway into Bahrain. We spent the night at a fancy hotel, spent the day by the pool and left the boys with a sitter for a nice quiet dinner with just the two of us.

Nine years, and yup, we still got it!

Happy Anniversary Husband of Mine!

Hugs, A

*Although it was nice having the boys with us, for the BIG 1-0 there may be larger plans without children made. Yes, we can pretty much count on that.

Baking.

2011-05-15T02:08:00.004-05:00

This past week it's gotten hot. I mean Holy HOT!

Could it possibly, really, already be in the 110's.

Last week it hit 116 degrees. Enough to make you feel like your skin is baking the moment you walk out into the sun. It's insane and the Humidity hasn't even hit yet.

The water in the tap is warm. Even the toilet water is hot. If you leave the lid down you can steam your bum. So wierd!

Along with the heat have come a series of shamals. Nothing like roasting and a dirty sandy brown sky to boot. And with that comes allergies.

Last week was brutal for me and Owen. This week much better. I'm hoping the shamals will stay away so the little man and I can continue to breath. Funny thing is, I thought our allergies would go away when we moved here. Yes, I'm a bit delusional at time. I like to think of it as hopeful.

I'm grateful we already have plans to run as far away from the desert as we can this summer. Idaho will be a nice change for a month or two.

We told they boys where we are going in the summer and that we would leave when it gets really hot. How else do you describe summer to a two and three year old. Since then everyday Carter tells me, "It's hot mommy, it's time to go see pappa in Idaho."

Six weeks to go. Yes, I am counting. Yes, the list of things to bring back is getting longer. Yes, so is the list of restuarants we want to eat at. Yes, we can't wait to see YOU too!

Oh the excitement.

The boys after church in our backyard patio. It was a little too hot for happy faces. I tried. Next week photos taken inside with the AC crancked to 70 degrees.

Hugs, A

Poster paint.

2011-05-14T12:53:00.003-05:00

Blue Poster Paint.
Made for posters, not your face.

Mr. Sneaky found a bottle of poster paint with the bingo marker type tip at playgroup. He then decided it would be a good idea to color himself.

Better than his brother (remember last time- post Markers) this time or another kid right? So I can almost say lesson learned?

Next lesson, do NOT color your brother and do NOT color on yourself.

He did tell me while admiring his handy work in the bathroom, "I look pretty mommy."

It says "washable" on the bottle. Perhaps they hadn't tested it on the forhead or lips of a toddler. It took some serious scrubbing, soap, alchohal, and then just some good old fashion toddler sweat to take the blue away in 24 hours.

I was worried for awhile there.

Hugs, A

Watermelon.

2011-05-10T05:15:00.005-05:00

Local Watermelon.
Our driver said the white ones are the best.
He did not disappoint.
Here, you pull up to another pavilion with just watermelons.
A lot of watermelons.

You pick a watermelon.
They cut a big whole in it, pull a piece out for you to see and try.
You like it? They put the chunk back into the whole and tape it shut.

We bought three.
Look below, we could have bought A LOT more. No seedless watermelons to be found here.
Even with seeds the boys loved them.
Nothing says summer like watermelon.
Hugs, A

Off to Market.

2011-05-10T04:47:00.004-05:00

Last week I ventured into Damman, another town near camp, to the Fruit and Veggie market. My good friend Jen (bottom left), has been bringing back a few things for me from the market when she goes twice a month, and finally I was able to come along with her. It's a bit tricky finding someone to hold onto the boys after school so I have the actual time in the morning to make it up there and back. Lucky for me another mom was happy to take both boys. Lucky for me an entire morning to head into town and explore with a group of seasoned expats.

Jen, me and Leanne at one of the fruit stands.

This is the view down the outside stores. Your driver pulls up to the side and this is where you load your haul. We filled the ENTIRE van with fresh produce. Bags of veggies are sold for around 5 SAR= 1.30 US dollars.

There is another section of the market under a pavilion with rows of local vendors. Here you can buy cartoons/boxes of produce. Best score of the day a box of red bell pepper for just 15 SAR = $4. This vendor asked me to take a picture of him. Then he and his friend had a few good laughs about it. Yes, I am an American. The camera in my hands totally gave me away. Behind him you can get a better idea of what the pavilion looks like.

Jen doing a little bargaining.

We hadn't planned to buy celery, but this guy was persistent. Besides have you ever seen celery this big? Not very often in SA.

The view walking down the pavilion. Also, the little guy in the blue jump suit is there with the cart working for tips. He followed us around the market loading and gathering the produce we purchased.

And, just outside of the market were a few butcher shops. Goat anyone?Owen is still pounding the cherry tomatoes and Carter and I have been working on a box of Kiwi's for a week now. We came home with Romain and iceberg lettuce, cucumbers, apples, cantaloup, watermelon, tomatoes, peppers, onions, cilantro, peaches, plums, broccoli and carrots. I'm sure I'm missing a few other items. Like I said, the van was full and now both of my fridges are as well. Best part, I only spent around $50 US dollars on all of it!

It was a productive morning and another new experience for me in SA. I'm feeling a little more seasoned with each new adventure.
Hugs, A

Slicing and Dicing.

2011-05-09T12:01:00.007-05:00

Last week I finally made it out to the fresh fruit and vegetable market. (pics to come) I brought home a haul of fruit and veggies and I mean a HAUL. I large amount that in reality, I think how in the world are just four of us going to eat ALL of this.

First on our list.
Plow through the bag of tomatoes with some fresh salsa. We had our own little Cinco de Mayo celebration. Beef Tacos, homemade guacamole, salsa, lots of salsa. It was divine. We've been craving some good ole Tex Mex. This was no Lupe's but Casa La Dille, wasn't bad either!

Here are the guys Slicing and Dicing while making dinner. Hugs, A

Grandmas and Mommies.

2011-05-09T10:52:00.006-05:00

Happy Mothers Day to our favorite Grandmas and Mommies.

Mothers truly make the world go round. They are there when we need them, they love unconditionally, they sacrifice over and over again for us and serve without expectations. We are so very lucky to have these incredible women in our lives.

We love our Grandmas.
Grandma Dille who takes us to the zoo and never slows down. Grandma who will sit on the computer to watch the boys dance party on skype for almost an hour and always make the boys feel loved and important. Mike included. :)
Grandma Anderson who helps us hunt fish and seashells on the beach no matter what side of the world we are on. Who so willingly packs a suitcase and comes anytime and anywhere that we need her. Picks up the phone no matter what time of day to say hello and provide a pep talk. Who willingly talks to the boys on the phones during moments that I'm at the end of my straw. Who makes the best omelets and almond cookies around.

Not a day goes by the boys don't ask for you two. What blessed little boys we have to have two such amazing grandmas to love and spoil them.

***
For mothers day Carter made me a card at school. In it, it says.
I love my mom because...
I go to the church and she reads to me at bed.

Once we made it to the car, he added the following to his list of why he loves me.
...because I have spiky hair.

Yeah, buddy I love you too and your spiky blonde hair.

***

Happy Mothers Day.
Hugs, A

Dress Up.

2011-05-08T07:25:00.004-05:00

Superman.

Super Dog.We have a BIG dress up collection these days. The Dog costume came from the Ashe family back in Houston, the superman was a thrift store find and another good friend of ours with two boys just gave us two bags of dress up goodness. The boys are in heaven. Although, Owen doesn't look like it above. But I would give anything to that little puppy dog face.

Just another way to pass an afternoon.
Hugs, A

Shades. Shoes. Popsicle.

2011-05-07T12:42:00.003-05:00

Owen.
Rocking the Shades.
Strutting in his new Shoes.

Chowing on a Popsicle at the beach last week.

Owen right now you LOVE your daddy. He is your favorite person, unless we are having family prayer, then and usually only then, will you pick mommy instead.

You LOVE your two blankies, but prefer the white over the blue. You sleep, snuggle and watch movies with them. You hate to have them washed and if we aren't looking you will take them out of the washer before the load starts. If you aren't fast enough, you will stand in front of the washer and cry as your little blanket goes round and round.

You LOVE chicken nuggets. Food of choice and if we give you something new, or something you "use" to like, you will look at it, look at us, and proclaim, "I don't like it, I want nuggets."

You LOVE milk. Drink of choice and you chug it like a champ. Milk does a body good!

You LOVE to jump. Off the couch, bed, stairs, on your brother and dad, out of the car, off the diving board and off the side into the pool.

You LOVE clothes and always want to wear shorts. You now have an opinion on what mommy dresses you in and you do not like jeans.

You LOVE to play on the ipad with daddy, "pay angee bird." Angry birds is your favorite game and the most requested. Not so cute when you yell it during church, but adorable none the less.

You LOVE airplanes and trains. You love animals and miss our dog. Last week you asked for a cat, "Cat come my house." Then you asked for a dog. Later you asked "Fish come my house."

You LOVE to sing Once there was a snowman and Sunbeam.

You throw tantrums like a kangaroo and jump up and down with two feet and yell. It's a sight to see and makes us all giggle a little. You are sensitive and have a tender little heart. You don't like being told no or having someone raise their voice. You are a little peace keeper. You are happy, stubborn, silly and full of life.

You are two and a half and a joy.
You are coming into your own and not a day goes by where we don't thank the Lord for you.
Love you buddy!