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Van is learning colors right now. He really likes taking crayons out of the crayon bucket and naming the colors. "Boo, geen, puhpuh, lellow." Then he pulls out brown. "Poop". And I am not going to change that. It's just too adorable.It has been snowing off and on over the last few weeks and has broken Jack's heart in the process. He is sick of snow and wants sun. He just want to play outside

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Part of me never wants to develop and post another chicken recipe for as long as I live. I have so many chicken recipes and I feel like I have exhausted the entire chicken race. The other part of me recognizes that chicken is cost effective, low in fat, everyone likes it and it tastes like rattlesnake, from what I have heard. Only one side of the battle is going to win. And from the title of this

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These were dessert after Thai veggie wraps. Little Jack saw my friend Lucy and I eating them and he became envious. He asked, "Mom, what are those?" "Do you want one? They are butterscotch blondies, son." "What?" And then Lucy summed it up perfectly. "Jack, they are butter brownies." And that they are. Buttery, sweet and chewy. Butterscotch chips are a great accent. These are a variation of the

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Come on, sing the title like it was Maroon 5's "This Love". Yes, do it. I want you to.Well, actually, this week hasn't been all that terrible. I just feel like it has because the uncomfortable meter with this pregnancy is rising, rising, rising. I was exchanging e-mails with Erica about our pregnancies. Due at the same time, both on our 3rd baby and both of our same bodies parts ache. Sleeping

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Today was my son's 5th birthday. He spent the day being a spoiled little beast. Well, not the entire day. But there were moments where I wanted to return all of his birthday presents. But I didn't. He did get some pretty cool toys, the coolest being the remote control helicopter from his Grandma Sue. As I am typing this, I can hear Ethan playing with it downstairs. And Jack is asleep. Boy toys

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It's time that ol' Rook Dawg got a new look.When Rookie Cookie came to be two and a half years ago, I was a novice in the kitchen. I loved to cook, eat and read about food, but I wasn't confident in the kitchen. This blog became a great avenue to increase my knowledge, stretch my abilities and open me up to a whole new world of food blogs.Now I feel confident in the kitchen. My knowledge of the

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I made this girl food for an afternoon lunch I had with my high school trouble-making friend Lucy and Baby Betsy at my house. While Betsy chewed up and spit out a cucumber all over my floor, Lucy and I talked of birthing. I am deciding how I want to deliver this baby and talking to all sorts of people about all sorts of birthing options. Lucy had Betsy at home on her bed. While I hope to not go

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It was 7:30pm when we finally were seen by a doctor.Van was sleeping against my chest and protruding pregnant middle. I had hummed him to sleep by humming Mary Poppins "Stay Awake" about 2o times in a row. Van's left hand was cupping his left ear, his nose was running and wet and he occasionally coughed. I had to selectively and quietly sniff my own sick nose so I wouldn't wake him up. His

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Because I know you care, guess what? I finally have internet access. You might not care, but I do. Back to knowing my schedule (Google Calender), back to reading blogs (Google Reader), back to watching "The Office" (NBC.com) and back to mind-numbing, evening-unwinding internet surfing.While the internet guy was in and out of my house this afternoon, he noticed my basil plant in my kitchen window

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What makes French toast French? Is it that the bread is dipped in eggs? I have heard from friends that when they have visited France, they have consumed copious amounts of eggs. And that is just fine with me. I love love eggs. And at anytime of the day. One thing you should never do is eat fresh farm eggs. Why? Because you will never be settled with grocery store eggs. Farm fresh eggs just taste

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One of Ethan's many cousins, he has 91 first cousins, wrote the following while serving an LDS mission in Peru while he was longing for In-N-Out back home in California. For those of my readers that are In-N-Out fans and are LDS or are familiar with language of ancient scripture, I think you will like this. My sister in-law read this to me and I just had to post it. Thanks for letting me,

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This post is for my non-cooking sister Megan. So stop reading. Eavesdropping is rude.Megan, here is the recipe you requested. I figured out the time and temperature just perfectly so that the middle of the potato is cooked and the outside is crisp. When I made these, Caitlyn was over and we devoured them. They were so good dipped in ketchup. Later on, I made them again for dinner and Ethan made a

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When pregnancy makes bathing the boys a difficult task, you give that task to your spouse. And then he gives them a shower. So smart! I could have been giving these two weirdos showers all along instead of bathing them.

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Dear Mom,When I was at your house last Thursday, my feet were cold. I took some of your socks to wear and then I wore them home because my feet were still cold. And then I picked up Jack from school, went to the gas station and went to the store while wearing them. I looked so hot. I will bring your socks back next time I come over.Love, Whitney

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This is my favorite meal. And I really mean that. If I have a chance to request a last meal before my death, this is the main dish. Ethan has perfected the perfect roast chicken. Moist, perfectly seasoned, crisp skin and the quintessential gravy to drown it in. When Ethan and I got married, he began a quest to perfect his favorite recipes. This chicken is something he has worked hard on. And that

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When I was unpacking boxes in my new house, I ran across two cans without labels. And I wasn't about to open them. Something about a blank can seems so scary and mysterious. It could have anything in it! Refried beans, creamed corn, botulism.As my family came and went with helping me move and unpack, I had them make their guesses. They shook them and listened to them and then wrote their

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One thing I hate about me being a parent is my impatience. I always run out of patience too soon.One Sunday in church, gracious and smart Sister Goodwin was teaching the lesson in Relief Society. Sister Goodwin is older. She has adorable short white hair. She wear beautiful clothing and is always accessorized perfectly. She is soft-spoken and intelligent. Basically, she is exactly what I want to

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Here is a Jack snack. He was so anxious for these to come out of the oven. And he had to wait for awhile because they took over an hour. But that hour was crucial for a crunchy success. These are an ideal snack for your children or yourself. Chickpeas are a great source of protein. They contain a decent amount of fiber as well. When using this spice mix, you will find it a pleasure to load up on

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Like I had said, limes were on sale at the grocery store. A large bag of them came home with me and found rest in the fruit bowl. Their destiny was cheesecake and unbeknownst to them, they were going to be stripped of their zest and squeezed of their juice. Ouch.A bag of frozen raspberries came home too, but I was too conflicted when it came to how I wanted to incorporate them into the cake. Line

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I am sitting at my mom's house right now while Jack attends preschool and Van naps. Yes, I will be driving Jack to preschool 35 miles away, twice a week. You would think I was a fool, until you met the peach of a preschool teacher Jack has. Jack knows that I am in love with two people. His daddy and his preschool teacher. Speaking of peaches, there is a restaurant by our new house that we went to

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Today is my birthday. I had a moment to sit at my computer so I thought I would tell you. Today has proved to be lovely. I just got back from a fish taco lunch with my sisters and mom. I just love fish tacos. With lots of lime. And a diet Coke to wash it down.My mom writes all of us birthday poems and they are always clever. I thought I would share mine with you. My mother is so whitty.

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My favorite books to read to Jack are anything Bill Peet. They are funny, sweet, creative stories and have great illustrations to go with them. The most recent one we read was "Cyrus the Unsinkable Sea Serpent" and it talked about the doldrums. Doldrums, a place in the ocean where there is no wind to blow the sails of a ship. The ship stands dormant until the wind comes. It could wait weeks for a

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Tricia is my pal. She was in my ward/congregation back in Southern California. And she makes the grandest carrot cake. She made it for a few church functions and my baby shower when Van was born. And I haven't had it since. I e-mailed Trish a few months ago and asked for the recipe. She responded and then I took about 6 months to actually make the dang thing. Finally I made it and we annihilated

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Something momentous happened to our children. They got sick.My children posses a very desirable talent for not getting sick. Van has had ear infections and strep from teething and that's about it. Jack hasn't been to the doctor for sickness in about 2 years. I don't know why we are lucky to have produced children with great immune systems, but we consider ourselves lucky. Jack has had perfect

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I am 23 weeks pregnant with a baby girl. Did you know? I sure did, especially lately.This pregnancy, like the other two, is uneventful. If there is anything I am good at, it's being pregnant. I only get sick for about a month and then after that it's smooth sailing. Having two other children to care for during the day doesn't give me much time to think about the fact that I am pregnant. But as it

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