Thursday, April 24, 2008

Mi Amor

Rio de Janeiro, Brazil


Some of the things I love about Spencer




  • He is frugal and uses coupons.

  • The way he plays with our kidlings.

  • The scar on his chin because it reminds me that he has a great imagination. As a kid in Alhambra he was jumping on a bed pretending to be superman and jumped out a second story window. He often dreams of flying.

  • His big toes. It reminds me how dedicated Spencer is to the Lord. In Colombia, he did a lot of walking as a missionary and developed ingrown toe nails. When the nail was ripped off at a local red cross the nurse said it looked like a snail shell. He can't stand anyone touching his big toes.

  • He wears out his blading and wave board gear. He goes through a lot of jeans.

  • His friends call themselves the Old Dogs of Lord Town (odolt). Some of them are in their early forties. They get prompts at the skate park from the twelve year old kids (who call them the old guys) while getting sick air on their blades and carving with the wave board.

  • Spencer frequently gets blue and black "eggs" on his hips from going to the skate parks.

  • When we go snowboarding we are carefree and young.

  • When he talks about surfing with his Dad.
  • He never talks about himself. He would never tell you that he graduated on the Deans list with honors.

  • He would never tell you that he worked full time the whole eight years he was in school.

  • He is honest and loyal.

  • His computer GEEKINESS.

  • He can eat all day and not gain a pound (or maybe I hate him for that).

  • He isn't vain. I get embarrassed for him because he wears pants with holes in the knees to work. I guess they were comfortable.

  • How he treats his mother and father.

  • He is kind to animals.

  • He changes diapers and the litter box.

  • His green eyes, hands, thick black hair and muscular legs.

  • When he wears hats...even his BYU hat.

  • The way he quietly snores/breathes when he sleeps at night.

  • His smell or when he wears Cologne.

  • When he acts professional like.

  • When he gives preisthood blessings.

  • He is an eagle scout.

  • He is a good listener.

  • He likes playing softball with his Dad.
  • He plays on the computer with Katrina.

  • When we watch The Office or The Biggest Loser.

  • When he likes my cooking or at least tries it.

  • I like that he doesn't spend time watching sports.

  • When he fixes stuff. Like around the house and on computers.

  • His parallel thinking problems. I think thats what they call them? For example: a man is found hanging from a rope and there is only a puddle of water under him. How did he die?

  • His taste in music.

  • When he jams on his harmonica in the car.


  • That his last name is Musick.

Spencer's Mission President-Brother and Sister Nunez in Lima Peru

Wednesday, April 23, 2008

Candy Factory

For Spring Break we visited Michelle in beautiful Folsom California known for it's very large men's prison. Michelle coped well with 11 house guests.


My favorite day was on the way to San Francisco. We never made it as far as San Fransisco. But on the drive we stopped in a small college town named Davis, it was picnic day. Thousand of people come together to.......picnic? We ate outside at a Bohemian restaurant called LITTLE PRAGUE. It was very romantic with the exception of three kids, two with ear infections. My prompts go out to the Czechs' for their potato pancakes.
Next we visited the world renown JELLY BELLY FACTORY. Wow...I was like a kid in the Willy Wonka factory minus the Oompa Loompas and the so fine Johny Depp. It was a happy place where Americans can dream of eating with out consequences. Did you know it takes 21 days to make a tootie frutie jelly belly? I steered clear of the Harry Potter beans like boogers, vomit (a recipe discovered when pepperoni pizza went wrong and a pinch of citric acid), grass, and pepper. I did try a Chili Releno (2 butter popcorn and 1 jalapeno) it made me queasy but there was no where to spit it out, so I swallowed. And quickly chased it with a cantaloupe Jelly Belly. There are hundreds of flavors.
To put the cherry on the sundae we went olive oil tasting. It was educational. I love bread and olive oil it makes me happy. Can you tell I'm pregnant? Food and I have a love-hate relationship.

While I have been neglecting my children, reading blogs, Cynthia bathed herself... with her clothes on. She tried sitting on a towel in the bath tub so she wouldn't get wet but quickly abandoned the plan. When I asked her if she was wet she responded with her classic, "nyeah." Which means yes. And then she asked for cheese. Her favorite.