Momentous

Ok, finally. I know this is mostly all old news but for anyone not paying attention, we’ve had a lot of big events this year!

First, YES WE GRADUATED. I walked with Jarom at the law school convocation, which was smaller and more interesting (in theory) than the one for my college would have been. My parents and Jarom’s sister, brother-in-law and their kids all came out from California, which definitely marked it as a Big Occasion.

Posing for pictures is not my strong suit.

Afterwards, we had a big party at our house. Tons of people helped out, so aside from the frantic housecleaning and preparation beforehand, I was able to just chat and enjoy myself during the party. If you ever want to throw a casual but delicious outdoor buffet dinner, here’s what we had: chili and cornbread, pulled pork sandwiches, fruit tray, meat/crackers/cheese tray, veggie tray, chips and salsa, and an ice cream bar for dessert. Most of the planning was done by Krista, and she even served the ice cream! Super thanks.

Jarom had been doing a one-year internship with Provo City’s legal department, and a new student was scheduled to replace him at the end of April. He’d been applying to jobs for months, looking for something permanent for after graduation. On April 25, he was contacted out of the blue by a Salt Lake firm he interviewed with last year. Apparently they really did keep his information on file, and asked if he was available for and interested in an interview now. We were at Jarom’s parents’ house (enjoying Indian food) when he got the email, so he wrote back and said YES, let’s schedule an interview. Encouraged by the sudden contact, Jarom applied to a half dozen other jobs when we got home.

The next day Jarom realized that he left his phone at his parents’ house, so he drove up to get it in case a lucky call came. By the time he got there, he had two messages from other firms asking him to come interview! One was in Mesquite, Nevada (no offense Nevada, but I have no interest AT ALL in living there), so he did a phone interview. The other was a company in Orem looking for in-house counsel. He set up an interview the following day (April 27).

That interview went so well that he was asked to come back on Monday to interview with the company’s president! They offered him a job starting Wednesday, May 2, so he ended up with no gaps between the Provo position ending and a new job beginning. The company loves him (of course), and Jarom is enjoying his work, even though he’s insanely busy.

So! Graduation and a new job! AND our 5th anniversary!

I’ve been home with the kids full-time, which is amazing. I spent all of May basking in the no-homework-no-tests-no-reading-for-class bliss, playing outside and taking the kids to parks and play areas.

Also, here are pictures of the kids.

June can say cheese.

And she can smile.

She had a friend come over. June is a month OLDER than this other girl but…well…quite a bit smaller! We got the giant bear as a reward for Evan, who was having trouble remembering not to put things in June’s crib at bedtime. When he reached a certain number of days without incident, we got the bear, which is fortunately too big for him to pick up and put in her crib.

More smiles.

Siblings on the couch.

A rare moment of both kids looking at the camera, without any fingers in nostrils.

Reading books! June has Blue Hat, Green Hat and Evan has Disney’s Mother Goose.

Still reading.

I finally took Evan to get a haircut at a barbershop. There’s only so much I can do with clippers at home. He was really shy and nervous, and sat silently in the chair the whole time, but came out with a much neater looking cut!

My guy.

Outside in the morning. Nice pajamas, June. Same ones Evan wore in this video from last year!

Insert typical little boy rocket noises.

My miss.

Here’s something fun: I have a picture of the kids from January 2011 and a similar one from a few days ago. First…

January 2011. Evan, 22 months / June, 2 months

June 2012. Evan, 3 years / June, 1.5 years

Other news: yeah, the house, that’s pretty exciting. It’s in Springville – built in 1901! See it on the map here, and try street view (rotate left to see the corner house with the big tree).

What do you think, has our year been momentous enough so far?


Wick

I don’t care if you think less of me for it: The Secret Garden is one of the greatest books ever, and the movie (1993) is perfection. Magical. Maybe my favorite movie of all time (except my other favorites).

Remember the part in the movie where Dickon tells Mary that the garden is still wick?

Rather than go put in the movie (since it’s past midnight and almost 1am already), I got out my handy-dandy pocket-sized edition of The Secret Garden to look up the wick part. And then I realized, I don’t own a regular-sized edition! How is this possible?! Someone buy me one, quick!

So Mary shows Dickon the secret garden and worries that it’s dead.

‘Is that one quite alive – quite?’

Dickon curved his wide smiling mouth.

‘It’s as wick as you or me,’ he said; and Mary remembered that Martha had told her that ‘wick’ meant ‘alive’ or ‘lively’.

‘I’m glad it’s wick!’ she cried out in her whisper. ‘I want them all to be wick. Let us go round the garden and count how many wick ones there are.’

. . . He knelt and with his knife cut the lifeless-looking branch through, not far above the earth.

‘There!’ he said exultantly. ‘I told thee so. There’s green in that wood yet. Look at it.’

Mary was down on her knees before he spoke, gazing with all her might.

‘When it looks a bit greenish and juicy like that, it’s wick,’ he explained.

I do have a point, besides letting you read that excellent excerpt from that excellent book. I’m sure I told you already that Evan wants a Totoro party for his birthday. Pretty much zero other kids his age know what Totoro is, so I went a very interpretive route for invitations.

Also, hopefully we can handle 4 other kids at our house for an hour. Are they still toddlers or have they moved on to preschoolers? Because June is a toddler, and there’s a big difference between her and Evan.

P.S. Evan is almost 3 years old. This is kind of a big deal.


Photogenic

You probably wish I put up more pictures of the kids. I do, too. But they are surprisingly uncooperative when it comes to taking pictures. Here’s one of my recent attempts:


I concede that part of the problem may be my lack of knowledge and experience taking pictures of kids. But dangit, they are terrible subjects. Then again, why would they listen to me about being photographed when they don’t listen to me about anything else?