One More Night, and I've Had Enough!

Court has been gone all week. He is in Hawaii, AGAIN. He is officially there for work, but he has a little company with him. He is in Hawaii with two other guys. For the week! Three married men in Hawaii for a week. Something is very wrong with this situation. I call it a gay-cation! He promises to take lots of pictures so I can post about his gay-cation.

My calendar says he comes back Friday. The kids have been telling me that daddy comes back Friday. I have been telling everybody that he comes back Friday. But when I asked him for a specific time that he would be home on Friday, I just heard silence on the other end of the receiver. While his flight does indeed leave Hawaii on Friday, he will not be home until Saturday morning around 9:00 a.m. Suddenly I feel like I can't take it any more. I can hear his argument, "Come on it's only one night, you'll be sleeping anyways." Yes, but once again I will be sleeping alone. And he has been gone since Monday, and I have had everything under the sun hit me this week, but I kept telling myself I could handle this til Friday.

Well I never told myself that I could handle this til Saturday! Ü

Pavlovian Puppy

a.k.a Miss Waverly.

The child has been trained by two distinct sounds.

#1: The words 'yo gabba gabba'....
Upon hearing said words she RUNS toward the couch in the family room and jumps up into the corner with all the pillows. She then proceeds to dance and twirl to the most RIDICULOUS t.v. show EVER made---but man alive their songs are catchy! Ü Here she will stay indefinitely until the magical sound of

#2: The clinking of the sweets jar lid...
The afore mentioned Sweets & Treats jar that sits atop our kitchen table has been full of candy corn for the last couple of weeks. If anyone DARES to sneak anything out of the jar, Waverly will hop up from the couch, run around the corner of the couch, and come at you with her hands signing for 'more' or 'please' and sometimes even 'milk' if she gets too excited. And there is no sneaking anything past her. No matter how quietly you try and replace the lid she ALWAYS hears.

Happy Hallo'week'

Our Halloween celebrations actually started a week prior at our annual Fischbeck Halloween Party errr Carnival. We had face painting, ghost making, pumpkin bowling, a costume parade, daddy mummies, spook burgers and mummy dogs---with witches brew, scary touch and feel, donuts on a string, and we even decorated brownies into halloween characters--pumpkins, ghosts, spiders and frankenstein---IT WAS THE EVENT OF THE YEAR!

Wavee and I in the costume parade


Delainee painting grandma's face


Aunt Jill making her witches brew...



This was one of my favorite shots of the night. All of the daddies sat in chairs in our yard and we were given two rolls of toilet paper and then told to go to town. When we were all done, we gathered up all the little kids (like 2 and under) and made them figure out where their daddy was. As soon as Court spoke Waverly's name she knew he was the one in the middle standing up!


Then came Friday and the parties at school. I was crazy enough to volunteer to help at both the 2nd grade AND the kindergarten celebration, so I started in one hallway at noon and then raced around the corner at 1:30 for the next!

Delainee made a spider hat, a pumpkin donut, a bat, and then got to decorate her pumpkin with stickers.

Laetner did pumpkin bowling, face painting, spider pops, cake walk and a spider hat of his own...

We were not able to make our ward trunk or treat, cuz grandpa fischbeck had his retirement party on Friday night, but we finally made it to the 31st! I have to say that it was slightly disappointing. We met up with our usual crew for pizza before heading out for a night on the town, but it seemed like very few trick or treaters were out and about, and it seemed like even less houses were giving out candy this year. Not to mention that we weren't even done with ONE street when Laetner announced he was DONE! But the kids had fun, and after her initial reservations, Delainee was glad to have conceded into being Luigi in order to help complete our Super Mario Brothers Theme. EVERY house would always exclaim, "Hey it's Mario and Luigi!" to which Laetner would always reply "How they know my costume?" He must seriously think he is the only person on the planet that plays Nintendo.

Here is our Nintendo crew: Luigi, Mario, and this is a stretch but we even have a purple Yoshi


Hope everyone had a Happy Halloween!

Green Means Go, People!

Miss Waverly and I were driving up Signal Butte Rd (heading north) and as I was approaching the intersection at Guadalupe Road, I noticed that the traffic lights were functioning. These are brand new, and this intersection has been a 4-way stop until now. Well the light was green--and we all know what that means--so I just kept going on my merry way. Well right before I actually cross the intersection I hear a long honk and then the car facing west jets across RIGHT in front of me---I NEARLY smashed into the side of them, but managed to slam on my brakes in time.

Clearly the person thought this was STILL a 4- way stop. So they were waiting for me to stop, and when they saw I wasn't, they proceeded with the honk, the jet, and a full blown running of a red light!

My question is this... I would have slammed into them, but they were running the red light---so they would be at fault, right??????

Either way, EVEN if it was still a 4-way stop, that was some pretty irrational behaviour.

Come on, where is your festive Halloween '4-way stop' spirit? Ü

Bunko Babes

You should be jealous! This is ONE of the fun group of ladies that I get to hang out with on certain Thursday nights! In fact, between my bunko and my book club (and vicarious girls nights out associated with them) I am plum just running OUT of Thursday nights. Ü

Last Thursday the memo said to come dressed as a WITCH---I know a big stretch for myself. We ranged from Plain Jane Witch, Referee Witch, Tutu Witch, Ensemble-ly Challenged Witch, Briley "Bag" Witch, to a Cougar Witch!

And yes we actually did roll some dice!



Thank you Shelby for posting this picture so I could steal it! Ü

Snowflake/Taylor Harvest Fest

So I hear that there is a Harvest Fest in Snowflake on October 10th (the Saturday before Fall Break). We decide to head up with our dear friends the Stewarts! When we pulled up to the chamber of commerce we were a little frightened. There were like 8 booths with various jewelry and/0r food booths and that was IT. I was sick to my stomach that I had made everyone come all that way for nothing. But then we saw a little tractor ride that said it would take you the the Willis Pumpkin Patch for a dollor---so we all piled on.



We started with the corn maze and it was pretty tough! But we managed to get all six punches on our cards and turned them in for a tootsie pop (valued at $6! Ü)

We jumped back onto the tractor and it took us to the actual pumpkin patch. There we got to sling shot pieces of corn at a scarecrow in the field for 25 cents a shot---totally worth it.



We also got to take a ride around the farm in these cute little barrels. They were attached to the back of a quad. I would love to get these for the Fischbeck Cabin.


Notice that everybody still has their well earned tootsie pops...

For a while it looked like Delainee just wasn't having a good time...


but after my initial worry it all turned out pretty good.

Although the Indian Fry Bread for lunch was a little disappointing! Ü

Cool Pix

This was back during our kitchen remodel. While we had the painters over, we decided to put a fresh coat of paint on the pantry as well.

Soooo, everything came out and the kids decided to move in!

Kinda reminds me of the Seinfeld when Kramer was sleeping people in his chest of drawers. Ü

Court was a good sport and got in there for me.

He will probably kill me for posting this.

The Proof

These indeed are the proof that these here Fischbeck's actually made it to our ward campout. It is hard to tell by the pictures, I know, but yes indeed we went and FROZE our little tushies off. Thank goodness it was only one night, becuz that is ALL this city girl could handle. We left right after school on Friday and got their just with enough light left to set up our tent and begin to congregate around the fire.

Here is Delainee on the tire swing after breakfast.


And here is little miss trouble, wandering around on the fire wood pile!


I fought HARD, to not have to go to this thing, but as usual, the real boss at this house won. And I am glad that he did, cuz the kids did have fun.

Lanee's Legacy

After the craziness that was the birth of my first child Delainee, I was sent to a group of perinatologists for all subsequent pregnancies---as I was high risk and needed to be monitored closely. So during my pregnancy with Laetner I was at that office ALOT. During one of my visits I found my cousin Becky waiting in the waiting room with me and so we of course began chatting. Becky and her husband Tommy were pregnant with a little girl, but the probability of their daughter living for very long was extremely low. Their daughter was diagnosed with a condition called Dandy-Walker Cyst. I never have seen someone so grounded and full of faith as Becky was. Our appointments actually coincided many times and on one of these visits Becky told me that ever since I named my little girl Delainee that she had always loved that name and would I mind if she named this baby the same. I was so honored.

The doctors believed that the Norris’ baby would deteriorate and pass away during pregnancy, but much to their surprise DeLanee developed until 28 weeks gestation when she was delivered and lived for three hours. As you can imagine, these 3 hours was precious time that they spent as a family with their daughter taking pictures, bathing, dressing and holding her until she passed away in their arms. I actually was able to visit them in the hospital during this time. And was able to attend her sweet funeral.

Upon DeLanee's passing, the nurses brought the Norris family a box to put their daughter’s belongings in to take home with them. Because DeLanee was born in January the nurses were able to find a leftover Christmas box. That Christmas box became extremely special to the Norris family and they clung to it and the contents inside that held their daughter’s precious belongings as they left the hospital without their baby. It was because of this box that the inspiration for Lanee’s Legacy began. . .

Initially Becky's mission was to create boxes to give to families dealing with the death of a newborn just like Delanee. But Becky is now working with Banner HealthCare to set up a foundation in DeLanee's behalf and could use any support possible. There is pancake breakfast this Saturday, all sorts of give aways, or you can just donate. So please click on the pink Lanee's Legacy button or here http://laneeslegacy.blogspot.com/ to learn more.

Exciting News

Some very exciting news INDEED in the Fischbeck Family. Thursday evening I received a phone call from my MIL requesting the gathering of all the family at her house @ 7:00 p.m. sharp. It would appear that the long awaited mission call had finally come! We went around the circle and had everyone give a guess of where we thought they would be going (we even hard Mark in Utah on the speaker phone.) Mama Maurio had not been shy about her really wanting to go Spanish speaking, so I wagered Spanish speaking Tonga. Delainee guessed New York (girl after my own heart) and Laetner, well Laetner had no idea why we were at grandmas house. Before the official opening, the water works on Mama Maurio began, so I figured we would be in trouble. Turns out one of the family DID guess the correct place, and as soon as grandpa read off the 'Chile, Concepcion Mission' an arm pump quickly followed by a "YES!" escaped from Mama Maurio's lips. They report January 11th---get em thru the holidays and send them on their way. Ü

I do think that it was somewhat suspicious that two days later, a new temple was announced for Concepcion, Chile.

Is grandpa allowed to work on his mission????

I was glad that the kids got to see them open their call. Delainee immediately latched on to grandma and wouldn't let go---turns out she thought they would be leaving ASAP. So it was a nice car ride home to talk about missions, and how long they would be gone, when they leave, that sort of thing. She definitely understood, and recalled Aunt Marissa going on a mission. Laetner will probably have no idea they left until they come back!

Esta aqui es Hermano y Hermana Fischbeck...

Can still see those tears of joy in her eyes!