yelling

This morning I yelled a lot.  Pretty loud.  If we lived in a complex, neighbors may have wondered because most of what I was yelling included the phrase, "DON'T touch me!!!"  Over and over.  But then you may know who I live with, Perris R., namely.  Well, he arrived home a bit before 8am from playing basketball, right when Wade and I made our way into the living room to change his diaper from the night.  As he entered, the waft of stink entered with him.  Perris is wonderful, lovely, and my dearest sweet husband.  But he doth stink extreme after playing sports--particularly basketball.  Particularly after 2 hours of playing it.  Well we proceeded to make breakfast, eat, clean up, etc. and this entire duration of time (until around 9:45am when I said my last "DON'T TOUCH ME!!" and shut him out of the bathroom to ready myself for the day), Pierre, of course, incessantly tried to hug me from the front, bear hug me from the back, kiss me (sweaty face, ew), come up and 8 inches away from my body pretend he is pinching me all over (which is too close--the waft is strong!)...delighting in his performance.  That's about 2 hours of pure STANK trying to engulf my nostrils and person.  Thus I am justified in the loud yelling.

Moving on.  We spent a lovely evening with our friends Kim & David in the 'ole SLC last weekend.  We had our first attempt at replicating the beloved Nepalese 'momos' (meat dumplings), that our Nepalese friends taught us last year.  It was quite successful, I'd say.  They are super delicious--a meat mixture of pork, green onions, ginger, garlic, and spices inside wonton wrappers, steamed, and covered in a flavorful tomato-based puree sauce.  I loved them.  (Speaking of Momos, that is what us Mormons were nicknamed in high school in Nebraska land.  So a few of us decided we'd really dub ourselves "the Momo's" and I was Momo #1.  Proudly.  We even made t-shirts!!  I think I still have mine.  It's basically an heirloom.)

After dinner, we decided we should check out Trader Joe's--a first for all 4 of us (well 5, including Wade, but many places we go are his first!).  And a first for the state of Utah, as it had opened like 2 days before.  And the shelves were EMPTY...really!  Never been in a store with so many empty shelves.  I was not impressed with .19 bananas (yes, each).  Some stuff looked really good and we got some pretzels covered with white chocolate and peppermint crumbles-YUMo.  Kim and D got ice cream (very good) and a brownie mix (interesting).  Anyway.  Lovely evening with lovely folks.
 In other news, we've been trying to convince Wade to sit on the toilet.  He has run away quickly upon each suggestion.  Then one day, our 3 year old friend from downstairs was up here and had to go.  We asked him if it was ok if Wade watched.  Since that day, he has happily sat on his little potty...never actually going potty, but this is progress.)  How cute is he?
 And here he is, being a ghost, as he loves to be.  He walks into walls/obstacles all the time, but luckily this morning he had an eye-let fabric, which, much to his delight, was even more fun!