Spreading the LOVE

In the form of frosting.

On Saturday, I took some sugar cookie dough out of the freezer (from our Christmas cookie escapades), rolled it out, cut out the hearts, baked them, and made frosting when everyone was napping. We decorated them on Valentine's Day after church. As we predicted, the kids went overkill on both the frosting and the sprinkles, but they loved every minute of it.

The finished product. They're not the prettiest things in the world thanks to little hands, but they taste good. Too good, in fact. I keep eating them just because they're there.

Snow Day Continued

Here's to the snowiest day in Dallas history. I guess it is rare to have snow like this as it had been decades since anything close to this amount had fallen. The news reported over a foot of snow in some areas. Our yard had 8 inches. It snowed all day yesterday and the weather lady predicted it would continue till midnight. This beatiful scene is what greeted us this morning.

After dinner last night Danny, being the great dad that he is, bundled the kids up the best he could and took them out back to play. I'm too much of a wimp to do all that work for such a short time - and I loathe being cold. None of them had gloves, so the fun could only last so long. They all loved it, though.

As we were going to bed last night I reminded Danny that when we were in Dallas for his internship during the summer of '07, they had the rainiest summer in 80 years. And now record snow. I really hope this spring we don't experience any record-setting tornado season!

Snow Day

This is what we saw outside at morning's first light.

The good news: we don't have to go anywhere today.

The bad news: we don't own a stitch of snow clothing.

This is the third snowstorm this winter for the Dallas area. I don't know if that's unusual or not, but prior to moving here I assumed Texas had pretty mild winters. Either way, this Arizona girl is definitely ready for warmer, sunnier, play-outside-able weather.

RIP Bun Bun?

The other day I was feeding Megan lunch when out our kitchen window just a few yards from us, I see THIS - a Harris' Hawk - land on our fence just a few yards from us.

My first reaction was one of excitement and I quickly called the kids over to check it out. We were all marveling at it when it dawned on me that this could be disastrous for our little Bun Bun. The hawk flew away after maybe 20 seconds or so of hanging out on our fence. That's when I decided to investigate. From the back window it appeared that Bun Bun was not in his usual little spot in the grass. Out the side window in the grass where the hawk had just been was the gruesome evidence of a fresh kill. Fur, guts, blood, a carcass ripped to shreds. The kids were devastated and we mourned deeply for maybe a half an hour.

I decided to actually go outside to check if Bun Bun was in his spot because sometimes he get so low to the ground it just looks the dirt he lays on. Much to our surprise, Bun Bun was there! The hawk had killed some other rabbit from who knows where. Maybe we had two rabbits? Our grief turned into celebration that Bun Bun had tricked that hawk with his camouflage. A while later he was gone and I went outside just to be sure. That's when I saw the hawk again flying around, then perch on the house across the street. There was a little fur by Bun Bun's spot and again we thought the worst, worried all afternoon. Fortunately, Danny spotted him under the shrubs by our front door when he came home from work. Talk about a roller coaster of emotions!

We haven't seen him since, though. Emily has prayed for his safety, but you never know. If he truly has gone the way of all the earth, may he rest in peace. If not, may he live a long and prosperous life in a new, safer location!

Megan's Progress, Movie Night, and More

Megan's weekly check-up with the craniologist was today. Our wonderful clinician, Julie, only had positive things to say about her progress. I was relieved since I felt we got Megan off to a slow start wearing her helmet for 23 hours a day. We had to go back into the office the day after she got it on to get potentially harmful pressure points shaved out of the inside of the helmet. She couldn't wear it very much till that was taken care of. During the week, though, I could see Megan's head looking more round in the back and Julie said it was looking great. In comparison to the tangible mold of Megan's head, a big difference can be seen already. When Julie measured Megan's head she said it had changed by an "astounding" 2mm (the norm is 1 mm.). She said Megan's progress is ahead of what was expected. So woo hoo for our little helmet-head!! Oh, I put some stickers on the helmet to add a little femininity to it. :)

A couple Saturdays ago, we had our first movie night featuring "Cloudy with a Chance of Meatballs". We really talked it up to the kids and they loved it all. For dinner Danny made meatballs and spaghetti. For the movie, we blew up our air matress and got all cozy with our pillows and blankets. Danny also made his oh-so-delicious popcorn to go with our Reese's Pieces and gummy bears. Even Baby got to join us for some of it before she went to bed. Dallin and Emily loved getting to stay up a little later to watch the show and they loved the unrestricted eating of the snacks. It was a really great evening and we'll do it again soon.

On Saturday Emily got her second haircut ever. Her first was last February, so almost a year ago. It had grown at least as much as she got cut off here.

Dallin got a T-ball set for Christmas. Yesterday the weather was great for trying it out. It was both Emily and Dallin's first time swinging a bat, etc. Emily finally got some swings in with some "umph" behind them after we challenged her to swing the bat faster. Dallin's still were pretty wimpy, but we'll keep working with him. :) They enjoyed it, though.

We tried not to disturb our "pet" rabbit, Bun Bun, while we were playing ball.

That's MISS Helmet-Head to you!

As of today, Baby Megan is a helmet-head! I readily admit that I was on the brink of devastation and laden with guilt the day the pediatrician told us a helmet would be in Megan's near future. I readily admit I was holding back tears in the doctor's office and on the drive home. And I readily admit that when I finally did get home, the dam broke and tears were shed on Danny's shoulder. However, after some prayer and a day or so, I was blessed with a new perspective and was able to see the positives of the situation.

Here's how it went down. I'd been concerned with the flatness of Megan's head since she was two months old. When she was four months old, I was shocked when our pediatrician in Alabama said it didn't look that bad. When Megan was five months old (the end of November), I was really concerned and didn't want to wait another month for her 6-month-old well check-up. I took her in to our new pediatrician here and she said Megan definitely should see a craniologist, which would most likely mean a helmet.

The first visit to the craniologist was the evaluation. They took "mugshots", as Aunt Stacy calls them, to clearly show and explain the deformities of Megan's head. They recommended treatment with a helmet. I agreed so they sent that info on to our insurance company. Thankfully, they said they'd cover some of the cost.

The second visit to the craniologist was to get an image of her head so they could make a precise, custom fit. They used to have to do a plaster mold, like a cast, and I guess it was traumatizing for the babies. Now, they do everything digitally with all sorts of high-tech equipment. They did have to put a little pantyhose over her head and face, though, and that was funny.

Today's visit was when we got the helmet. She'll wear it 23 hours a day for 2-4 months. We'll see the craniologist every other week and hopefully the results will be as good as most people's. We'll spice up the helmet with some stickers or something, and we'll do our best to keep it clean and odor-free. As for now, there certainly can't be a cuter helmet-head baby!

Christmas in Colorado

Yes, it's true. I'm doing a new post. I haven't had a posting-drought like this in a couple of years. And that was only because blogging was a chore back then and all I could muster were monthly recaps. This particular drought has been caused by lack of opportunity. Though there's little to show for it at the end of each day, I've worked my keyster off doing whatever and all I know is that there's not been a second to spare. Some things that have come and gone that most likely won't get posted are: Thanksgiving (our first as just us), my 30th birthday, the snow we got here, our pre-Christmas Christmas in Dallas, our 6th anniversary, New Year's and resolutions, the little rabbit that's taken up residence in our backyard (Emily named it "Bun Bun"). So, yes, posting has been out of the question lately, as has checking anyone else's blogs. Maybe someday....

I've actually been working on this post intermittently pretty much for two days. Thanks to my dear friend, Stephanie, I've found a way to post a lot of pictures of our wonderful Christmas in Colorado without having it be even more gigantic than it already is. Let's just say I used my new camera a ton (like 504 pictures worth) during our vacation and that makes for a lot of sorting through to do. So take note of these fancy collages Danny and I learned how to do.


We got to Denver on Dec. 18th. Mom and Dad Dixon had all sorts of surprises and things up their sleeves. It couldn't have been a better time. The day after we arrived we all headed to Santa's Workshop in Colorado Springs for a few hours. It's a great little amusement park and the kiddos had a blast going on all the rides. Kuddos to Stacy for finding this place!

From the time we knew we'd be heading to Colorado for Christmas, Emily got it in her head that decorating Grandma's tree would be on the agenda. Practically every time we talked to her on the phone Emily asked Grandma if she was leaving the tree-decorating till we got there.

Every day there was something fun to do. Making and decorating sugar cookies was something the kids enjoyed doing.

We went geocaching one afternoon. If you don't know what that is, I recommend you click here to learn about it and give it a try. It's really fun. Ben led us to one right down the street and the we all had a good time looking for it. We took something to put in so we could take something from it. Emily took some stickers and Dallin took a rock. Megan was just along for the ride, but she sure looked cute.

Building a gingerbread house was also must-do for Emily. Again, Grandma came through for us and had bought a perfect little kit. I think Dallin ate more frosting than what went on the house.

Snow to play in was something we'd prayed for for months when we knew we'd be in Denver for Christmas. Our kids had never even seen snow before and I was really hoping there'd be some for them. Since prayers are always answered, we had a good snowstorm come through two days before Christmas. It started falling just after the kids had gone to bed, so they woke up to this. It was beautiful.

They were dying to go out and play. And play we did. It was really a lot of fun. They loved tromping in it, doing snow angels, throwing it, and tasting it. Danny and Ben were good sports and pulled them around in the sled. Stacy was a good sport trying to build a snowgirl with Emily, though the snow wasn't the best for it that day. Ben gets the Uncle of the Year Award for staying out with Emily to go sledding even though he was cold and wet from already having gone with Dallin.

Making Norweigan pastries at Christmastime is a Dixon tradition. They're pronounced Fuddy Mayners, though I have no idea how to spell it. Dallin and Emily were good helpers.

After a delicious Christmas Eve feast, we all got into costume to perform the Nativity. Grandma was the narrator, Dallin was a shepherd, Aunt Stacy was an angel, I was Mary, Danny was Joseph, Megan was Baby Jesus, Grandpa was a shepherd, Emily was an angel, Uncle Mike was a wiseman, Uncle Beaner was the donkey, and Aunt Emily was the photographer. Good times had by all!

Grandma and Grandpa had a gift for everyone to open before going to bed on Christmas Eve. All the boys opened matching flannel bottoms and shirts. All the girls opened matching flannel bottoms and shirts, even Megan and Emily. Grandma, the amazing seamstress, had actually made itty bitty flannel bottoms for Megan and some for Emily from grown-up sized flannel bottoms! They were so cute and I'm sure there's not another baby on earth with her own little flannel jammy bottoms. It was fun to be all matchy-matchy.

Christmas morning was great. Here we are opening the stockings. Emily had asked Santa for a Snow White doll, a Belle doll, and the movie "Beauty and the Beast". Dallin had simply asked for a book.

Moving onto the gifts. For whatever reason, Emily really wanted to get a "Cougar shirt" for Christmas. She and Dallin asked Grandpa to get one for them and, of course, he did. They were thrilled.

Grandma had arranged for a special guest to come over on Christmas morning. The night before, we'd found "Christmas Dust" from Santa on the front door step. It was a baggy containing dry oats and glitter, and a slip of paper instructing us to sprinkle the Christmas dust on the front lawn. It explained that the glitter would sparkle in the moonlight, helping Santa to find our house and the smell of the oats would guide the reindeer. The kids did the sprinkling before going to bed on Christmas Eve. Then, after all the gifts were opened on Christmas morning, there was a knock at the door. We hurried the kids to the door to answer it and they were shocked to see Santa standing there. He came in with a bag and explained that after he'd delivered all the gifts around the world, he'd found a few presents on the floor of his sleigh that had fallen out of his bag. He came to give them to Megan, Dallin, and Emily. Dallin unwrapped some books and Emily unwrapped her movie. They LOVED it and were just eating it up. For me, that was my favorite part of the whole day.

Among many other fun things, we played Rock Band Beattles a lot and the boys played Wii. Emily's favorite song was "Yellow Submarine", and she and Dallin learned every word. They sing it all the time. Just today during lunch she sang the whole song.



I most certainly cannot post about this holiday without giving major props to Mom and Dad Dixon for such a fantastic time. Mom spent countless hours before anyone's arrival preparing meals and activities and gifts, etc. Dad forked over a lot of money getting and having us there for so long, not to mention for all the gifts. The aunts and uncles also get major props for playing and helping with the kids just about 24/7. The crazy thing is that they LOVE it and never get sick of any of the kids' antics or demands or whims. I loved watching them love my kids. So, thanks for that, Mom, Dad, Stace Potate, Uncle Beaner, Mike, and Emily. We really had the best time ever.