Glenn and I have been married for ten spectacular years. We recently moved to Saudi Arabia, which is obviously very far away from both of our families. We keep this blog updated so we can stay close to our friends and fam and to keep a record of our family adventures. Glenn is enjoying his new job and I am loving being a stay-at-home mom. We have two sweet little boys, Tate and Finn and two darling twin baby girls, Taryn and Kenna. We love them to pieces. We also love date nights, good movies, good food, and being with each other.
Taryn and Kenna have been all over the place this week. One afternoon Glenn walked into the room to find Taryn had crawled over to one of the floor lamps and had wrapped it once around her neck, then around her arm, and had the cord in her mouth just gnawing away. Don't they know they're twins? They've got to let us put them down and not get hurt for just a few minutes so we can get things done around here! When they're in my room while I'm getting ready in the morning they're pulling open dresser drawers and crawling into the bathroom so they can explore the bathroom drawers as well. They haven't quite figured out how to stay on their knees while they open the drawers and then empty the contents of the drawers yet but I'm sure that's right around the corner. They are both pulling themselves up to their knees and then standing up on wobbly legs with the biggest smiles on their faces. So proud to be doing something SO big!
Today Finn wanted to be included in the Picture Tuesday too...how could I resist that face? I couldn't. I never can.
Here are our little babes, not so little any more. 36 weeks old!
I love that you can see Kenna's hand in this picture, trying to climb up on the bumbo with T.
And sweet baby K.
And just a few of them moving around. Their bodies look so teensy to be moving and standing!
NYC sisters trip was so different but just as fun the second time. With Mallory being a NYC resident now she knew all the best places to eat, the best places to shop, she had connections for all of the fun things we wanted to try and it was all perfect.
I flew in really early on Sunday morning and got to her apartment at around 8am. Our text conversation during my taxi ride went like this:
Mallory, "Where are you?!"
Me, "Um, I dunno. I see trees out the cab window. Does that help?"
Mallory, "Actually, yes it does. You're not close at all yet."
It was so cool to visit my sister. To see where she lives, to have her show me some of her favorite places, to see where she works. I just wish we had made time for her to show me around NYU! That was one huge piece of her life that I missed on this trip!
We hung out for a while at her 5th story apartment in Harlem, which is amazing, by the way. They have a huge living room and she has her own very cute and very well-organized bedroom. Then we got dressed and went to her sacrament meeting. Her Bishop is the best. I love him so much and we didn't even get to have a conversation. He just oozes love and joy even from the pulpit and I found myself giggling at him every time he spoke. So darling.
After that meeting we had to run back to Mal's apartment to meet the people who were delivering her new couch! She found a great deal on a beautiful couch that fit perfectly in her front room. It was pretty fun to watch a couple of teenage boys struggle to get this huge couch up five flights of stairs. All we could think of was that Friends episode, "Pivot! Pivot! Pivot!" Then we grabbed our bags and went to dinner at bad horse pizza. It was delicious. I couldn't stop taking pictures of my food all weekend. I couldn't believe how good everything tasted after living in Saudi for so long. All the restaurants in Saudi we refer to as "Saudi good". Good for Saudi, but not really good when compared to anywhere else. It's a different, and much lower standard.
We headed downtown and checked in to our hotel and then walked one block to our show that evening which was "Something Rotten".
It was really funny and also somewhat inappropriate which is pretty funny. It was about a writer who was one of Shakespeare's contemporaries and trying to compete with Shakespeare's prowess was just too much. He ended up paying a soothsayer to tell him what the next big thing in theatre would be. The soothsayer told him all about musicals and said they were gonna be big. So this guy attempts to write the very first musical. It was hilarious. I bought the music as soon as I got home and while the boys probably won't hear some of the songs, they already love singing, "Welcome to the Renaissance." which is pretty awesome.
We stayed after the show, which we usually do, because why wouldn't we try to get pictures and autographs of the stars? So fun.
Christian Borle, who played William Shakespeare. Glenn and I saw him in "Peter and the Starcatchers" a few years ago as Black Stache. He's so great.
Mallory and I got matching "Will Power" t-shirts. Of course we did.
Mallory had to go to work the next day so after she got up for work I headed out to get a massage. I found a groupon and it was a pretty good deal so it felt like the right thing to do on my break from being a momma weekend! Then I met up with Mallory outside of the Chrysler building where she was working. It was so crazy to see Mallory working in the Chrysler building, on the very top floor none-the-less. Such a cool temp job. We ate at a delicious salad place and once again, pictures of the food were merited. So yummy!
I would eat SO much if I lived in NYC. There are SO many delicious places to eat! When Mal went back to work I headed out to do some shopping. I was in desperate need of some clothes. I only packed a few shirts and a couple of bottoms in my suitcase to the US because I needed to get a bunch of new things for my next year's wardrobe and NYC turned out to be the perfect place to do some wardrobe updating! As expected. It was kind of fun to text Mal throughout the day and she'd give me instant feedback just like she was right there with me.
When Mal got off work we went to Bengal Tiger, an incredible Indian food restaurant. We ate way too much and loved every second of it!
Then we went to the Magnolia Bakery in Grand Central Station to get some dessert. Banana pudding and banana cake. Because why not?
and we took them next door to the Chrysler building where Mallory works. On the top floor of the Chrysler building. See the reflections of those two girls in the sign that says the public can't go to the 71st floor? Yeah, we did.
And the view was incredible. We walked around the whole floor marveling at the huge triangle windows. We sat by her desk and opened the window to let the breeze in. It was a once in a lifetime to sit there from way up in the sky and watch night time NYC come to life. To watch all the busyness from up so high that you couldn't hear a sound. So cool. I was just giddy that we got to do something so cool together! And also a little afraid of tripping and tumbling to my death out of the opened window...
Mallory was able to get the next day off of work by playing the, "My sister is in town from Saudi Arabia" card, which is so perfect. So we decided to get up at 4am and get in line to see if we could get in to the Jimmy Fallon show. We got in line and were able to sit for a couple of hours and then at I think 7, they told us we had to stand for the rest of the time. We waited until 9 when they gave out tickets showing the number you were in line and told us to come back at 4 to see if we got in or not. We were doing a bunch of shopping in the area so we headed off to do some major damage on my bank account in the name of outfitting me for a year, (I don't know if I'm ever going to get used to shopping for an entire year at once!) We ventured down to shoegasm, my favorite store name ever, and bought matching shoes. They were SO cute!
Then went back to Rockefeller center to see if enough people had bailed that we could get in!
Here are our tickets, number 20 and 21. We waited and waited, lined up in the hallway according to number. Interns kept coming down and asking for just a few more people and finally the last person allowed in was number 8. Not even close. Oh well. Honestly, the only time we lost was our early morning hours during which we would have been doing nothing but sleeping, and one hour in our afternoon. It was so worth the shot. And next time we'll know that we have to hit the sidewalk at midnight, which is what time the first 10 people got in line. WOW.
As a consolation prize we went back to Bengal Tiger, got takeout and ate in our room while watching the bachelorette for about an hour until we had to head out to our show.
Our last show was "Finding Neverland."
Mallory and I both have a huge crush on the movie so we were really excited to see the musical. It did not disappoint. Matthew Morrison and Kelsey Grammer were out that night but the rest of the cast was really great. The choreography by Mia Michaels was stunning, the music was fun, Laura Michelle Kelly was so lovely and the staging used to show moments of fancy and imagination was just incredible. There were a few really beautiful moments that just took your breath away. A beautiful production. Maybe not the most meaty, but really lovely.
After the show we got to meet Melanie Moore and Laura Michelle Kelly who were both disarmingly warm and kind.
After the cast came out we saw a crowd gathering at the stage door across the street where one of the previews of "Hamilton" was just ending. I tried to get tickets to Hamilton having read reviews and doing just a bit of research about it. Written by Lin-Manuel Miranda who is a genius, it's a hip hop musical about Alexander Hamilton. It sounds ridiculously amazing. But apparently everyone else in the musical theatre world thinks so as well because tickets were sold out for weeks. But we did get to meet a few of the stars on their way out. Lin-Manuel was so kind. So happy and friendly and now I'm an even bigger fan.
We also met Leslie Odom who is ridiculously talented. What a cool night.
Mallory had to go back to work the next morning. Saying goodbye to Mal is never my favorite thing to do but it was so great this time knowing that I'd see her in Utah in just a couple of weeks. Before I got a taxi to the airport I headed uptown one more time to pick up a bunch of Levain cookies for my in-laws to say thanks for letting us stay. Nothing says thank you quite like Levain.
I would be so so very overweight if I lived near a Levain.
It was a very different trip to New York, having my own personal tour guide/expert. It was weird hearing Mallory tell me which trains I needed to take to get anywhere in the city. She's got it down and it was very cool to spending time with her in her element. Thanks again, New York. What a perfect little break.
Kenna and Taryn are growing so fast. Some of their 6-12 month clothes are starting to get snug this week which just seems silly. Last Tuesday we flew to Muscat, Oman for 5 days of vacation. The little ladies were so good, as usual. Very few fussy moments and mostly just smiles and giggles. We swam a lot during the first few days while we were at the Shangri-La resort. The resort had some great pools and a lazy river too. The girls LOVED swimming. It's been a little while since they've been and it was like a whole new discovery for them. We brought one little baby boat, which they loved, and they just smiled and splashed and kicked their little feet, so happy the whole time they were in the water. They skipped morning naps a few times but we usually made the afternoon naps work.
Our last night in Muscat we stayed in a family tent on a sea turtle reserve. We stayed up late out on the beach watching momma sea turtles lay their eggs and then we woke the kids up again at 4am to go see some more. We brought them in their car seats so we'd be able to put them down and they would be able to sleep and they were the sweetest little babes. They fussed just for a second and then they drank their bottles and cooed and smiled until they fell asleep under the stars.
They are getting VERY mobile this week. It seems like Taryn just started crawling but today she came over to my lap, climbed up to her knees, and then grabbed my shirt and pulled herself up to standing. WHAT?! How are you standing up all by yourself?! Too soon little baby. She's such a cute little peanut it seems so out of place to have her standing up!
Kenna is moving more too. She can get all the way across the room but usually she just aims for a toy or her brother and then rolls over on the ground hanging out for a while enjoying her prize. Both babies are getting very wiggly. Changing diapers this week is getting to be a full-contact sport. We have to kind of pin them down with one arm so they don't roll over while they're being changed.
These little ones are also getting more noticeably attached to us and our attention this week. They notice when we are in the room and if we are in the room and not holding them, they will both let us know that they do not approve. If we walk past them and don't pick them up it really hurts their feelings. It's funny, and also sometimes hard to have two little ones so upset when I have dinner to cook or vacuuming to do.
It's way past time for me to start recording our first repat trip. It was a whirlwind tour and we did so much in just 5 weeks in the states! I already recorded the mess that was our journey over to the states at the beginning of repat. I was horribly sick, Finny split his head open, I found out I had strep the morning after we arrived and spent the next day trying not to get too close to anyone. It was a party.
After I started feeling better we got back into a sort of morning routine again. A very mild morning routine but one we had started during those couple of weeks at home in Rakah before we left. I loved those couple of weeks. It was too hot to do much outside so we just sort of hid out in our little burrow on our own. All our friends had already left for repat so it was just us. Every day. We had the best little routine and we all got along. I loved it. So I was determined to try to maintain some sort of routine and to expect even just a half hour of work from my little guys during the summer. Even if it was just for the sake of having something to count on regardless of where we were staying that night. We just did a couple of workbook pages, a small chore, and then Tate did piano practice with me when we had a piano at our disposal, and just note flashcards when we didn't. I'm so glad we did that. It was not easy to fight the fight every day but now that we're back to practicing every day I'm especially grateful that we didn't let him slip as much as he could have in 6 weeks away from the piano!
One morning Auntie Amy let the boys help "weed" for their chores. She said "you get to wear pirate boots!" and they were sold. They put on their pirate galoshes and we all headed out to the beautiful green world that is her back yard.
Going from the Middle East to New England is a bit of a shock for the system. The shade of green all around you is unreal. The boys spent less time weeding and more time looking for worms and bugs, but it was a valiant effort there for a few minutes. I'm glad Amy let them "help". She's so kind to us and our kids. They just got back the day before we arrived from three weeks in Europe and visiting family so it was really a sacrifice for her to let us stay in their home for a couple of weeks!
I was not great at taking pictures of every day things while we were on repat. I wished I had just got out my camera every time someone was holding one of our baby girls or reading to the boys or playing outside in the beautiful green. But I was just so busy relaxing and getting over some serious repat shock that I didn't have the will to get out the camera. I wanted to sit and watch and enjoy our family enjoying our family in this beautiful place we got to stay. It's interesting looking back to recognize the arc of emotions I went through during our time in the states regarding this new lifestyle of ours. I'm sure we'll get more used to the ins and outs as the years go by but this first year was a real kick in the pants in Saudi. A lot of crazy things happened right after we moved there, I didn't feel very well, gave birth to twins, and we were still stuck on Rakah camp so when we left for repat it was hard to think of much positive to say about our first year. Glenn and I found ourselves responding to the question, "what are the good things about living in Saudi?" with, "We get to go on amazing family vacations." So basically the best thing about living there is that when we get to leave there. But it's kind of true. Or at least it was while we were living on Rakah camp. I spent those first couple of weeks in New Hampshire and Boston having breakdowns in Target or in Market Basket with Amy (sorry Amy). After shopping for food and trying to make meal plans based on what is available in Saudi Arabia for 9 months, I was so overwhelmed by the amount of good food there is to buy in the States that I just had a little sobbing fit. Whew. Those first couple of weeks, being able to drive again, eating delicious food, seeing my kiddos around their cousins and Aunts and Uncles who adore them, I just kept thinking, "How am I going to go back to Saudi?" But as the weeks went by, we went to Utah, we had a TON of shopping and appointments to run around to, and then Glenn had to go back to work and I was on my own for a couple of weeks. And by then I was actually ready. Ready to go back to our own family space. Ready to not have to hear Finn or Tate ask me, "Where are we sleeping tonight?" Ready to dig my heels in again, especially knowing that we would be on main camp and I was ready to give that a shot. Part of what made it easier was the anticipation of our Disney Cruise and knowing that living in Saudi made that opportunity possible. I was really grateful that by the end of repat I was able to turn it around and feel ready to give it another go because those first couple of weeks, I wasn't sure if I'd be able to get back on that plane back to the sandbox!
Back to New Hampshire, we spent a few days recouping from the trip and adjusting to jetlag which actually went much smoother than I anticipated. Taryn and Kenna took turns waking up once or twice for a few nights but it got better after that. Then on Saturday we decided to hit up a little farmer's market and then go visit Grampa Arthur at the camp where he was working for the summer. The boys had a lot of fun admiring Nelson playing some of the games with such skill and ease.
The girls enjoyed the fresh New England air so much that they fell right to sleep.
I enjoyed making eyes at the piles of fresh produce. Mmmmmm.
The boys' favorite game was this little table that had a plank that you hit with a hammer and it launched stuffed turtle toys through the air. They probably could have stayed there for an hour playing with it.
We went to meet grampa at his island camp. We had to take a little ferry across and the kiddos thought that was amazing. The pictures I took of Arthur meeting the girls didn't turn out great because it was starting to get dark but luckily Glenn took some more while I was away. Glenn sort of insisted that I spend a weekend with Mallory in New York City. I felt guilty and didn't want to go after just a few days in New Hampshire but the closer it got, the more I realized that I really needed this break. I needed to do some serious clothes shopping, I needed to eat some great food, I needed hours of catch-up time with my sister, and I needed to have some fun by myself. It was so perfect. And a blog post of it's own.
Here are some pictures that Glenn took while I was away. He was a much better trip documenter than I was. Kenna, hanging out with Grampa Arthur.
And some beautiful pictures swimming in the lake. Seriously, could this place be any more idyllic?
Finny, showing Gregor the rock he found with his "big window goggles"
Gregor's the man. Juggling two little babies.
Cope, Gregor, and Amy with our little crew. These guys were so wonderful, as usual. I get a little teary thinking about our time in their home this year especially. They love our kids. Truly love our kids and they love us too. Gregor will listen with genuine interest to Tate talk about his latest career plan (running a monsters and mythical creatures petting zoo) for an hour. Amy will make chores seem fun, feed them hot dogs every night if that's what they want, and snuggle babies like there's no tomorrow. They are a genuine and generous group of people and I'm so glad we're related and that they allow us to crash at their place with our crazy little crew.
And a few more pictures of Taryn and Kenna with Gramma and Grampa.
I love that on their last night in the Andover Makechnie's home Gregor asked to read the boys a bedtime story. Because he thinks their antics are genuinely hilarious and he wanted to be around them for a few more minutes. What a great uncle.
The boys with Tennyson.
Cope and Amy with our four littles on the porch of their lovely home. So dreamy.
The kiddos picked me up at the Boston airport on Wednesday afternoon and we were able to spend a few days in Needham with the Brendaen and Jill and their crew before we flew out to Utah on Saturday morning. Staying with Brendaen and Jill and their little girls was so great. They finished their basement and let us crash down there and it is a BEAUTIFUL basement. B did all of the work himself and we were so comfortable and obviously, well-fed, as always in a Makechnie household. Their girls, especially little Ella, were so incredibly helpful with our kids. They're such good little girls. Being around them makes me think, "Maybe having two girls is actually going to be fun and not just scary!"
That first night we went to a beautiful swimming lake with the Makechnies and B even met us there after work. It was a little chilly but that didn't stop the boys one bit. We had so much fun watching them play while we snuggled babies. Alas, I didn't take pictures. There's always next year, I suppose.
While we were in the Boston area, Glenn really wanted to show the kiddos Lexington and Concord so they could have a little bit of exposure to some American History. They won't be learning about American History in their elementary school here so if they're going to hear the stories, it's up to us to teach them. Luckily, we have family who live in an ideal place for American History field trips!
Glenn told the kids the story of the first battle of the American Revolution. How the British heard about military supplies that the rebels were collecting and marched to take them. They were met by a small party of militia in Lexington but the militia were so outnumbered that, after a brief skirmish, they were forced to stand down. More minute men gathered and shot at the British from the woods as they marched to Lexington and by the time they arrived at the North Bridge and were forced to retreat.
We toured Buckman Tavern, gathering place of the Lexington Militia. Tate and Finn are getting very familiar with audio tours and LOVE searching for the numbers in each room, pushing the correct buttons, and gathering tid bits of information while listening to the commentary. What good little kiddos.
This picture is hard to see but I thought the inscription on this home on the square was fascinating...and also very gory, "House of Jonathan Harrington who, wounded on the common, April 19 1775, dragged himself to the door and died at his wife's feet." Wowser.
Finn was pretty confused all day. He kept hearing about the soldiers who did, "right here on this green field" and he could not quite grasp that it happened a very long time ago and what that meant. We walked out onto the green and he saw a man lying down on the grass, sleeping in the sunshine. Finn stopped fast and said, "Mom, I see a dead body!" Then he was looking at these leaves with his cousins and said, "Mom, I think that these holes were made with bullets." Okay Finny. Sure. They probably were. Sure. Sweet little kid.
I could not stop taking pictures of the inscriptions on the monuments. The descriptions of the battles and the cause for which the men buried here were fighting were so powerful. I especially appreciated the purposeful and frequent inclusion of God. That they were defending not just their country, but God AND country. Coming from a country where religion is law. Where some men use their religion to justify horrible things. And coming home to a country where God is forcefully being taken out of every public exchange, and mention of his name is viewed as inappropriate and in some cases, insulting, it was nice to see acknowledgements of what our country used to stand for and be reminded of some of the motivation behind its' creation.
We ate hot dogs. So many hot dogs those first couple of weeks. And Glenn and I were more than happy to let the boys eat as many as they wanted. While they can.
The Andover Makechnies joined us in Needham on Friday night and even though we'd only been gone a couple of days it was a sweet reunion.
Oh the grass. I loved and appreciated the grass in the US far more than I expected. I wanted to sit on the grass and wrestle with my kids in the grass every day.
Nelson is such a sweet cousin. He just keeps getting better every year. Which is always hard to imagine because he's always been an incredible boy, but he does. What a stud.
Family dog pile in the grass.
Friday morning we went to the Boston Aquarium together. Alas, there were so many little ones to grab and to marvel with that I just didn't not take many pictures at the aquarium. It was very busy and we didn't want to lose any little wanderers in the fray. The boys loved the penguins,
and we met an enormous sea turtle. The biggest we've ever seen. And the sea lion show was pretty cool too. The windows were right next to the tank and the boys got some very close-up views amid multiple potty runs.
After the aquarium we walked around the city a bit, making our traditional stop at Mike's Pastry.
Tate and Finn came in with me this time to pick our treats and Tate was immediately taken by the whoopie pie. Now he says it's his favorite pastry.
Seeing our whole crew gathered on this spot every year around a few boxes of pastries is one of my favorite things. We sit and make audible noises of pleasure while eating our goodies and then the kids run around and wrestle in the grass. And some years we let them go crazy in the fountains because we are on vacation after all!
This year was a fountain year.
The boys loved every second of it. I thought it was pretty fantastic as well. Very happy little boys.
Our last evening in Needham was spent doing some more laundry, playing with sweet cousins and getting all packed for our trip the next day.
It was so fun to see the cousins love on their new baby cousins and play so nicely with Tate and Finn. These first weeks started out pretty rocky with being so sick but after we got settled in a bit they were such a nice break with family who loved having us around and activities that were just right for our kids. The perfect way to start our repat. Thanks again Makechnies for all the help with our kids and for taking such good care of us.