Ode to Autumn

Well, it's long overdue for an update on our family... we missed almost an entire season! So here's some highlights of our fall thus far :)
Doesn't Levi have a great poutie face?
PUDDLES!! We have the hugest puddles in our drive way.. lets see how fun that will be in the snow Jeff says that I shouldn't match make when they're this young, but its hard when they're so cute. They were eating the rewards from apple picking.Levi and Aydrey tooThis is Jeff with his "manly" beard. Part of the manly man competition. THANK GOODNESS IT'S GONE! I should put up a picture of the bag of hair that we saved for the weighing in. If you want further details you can ask.And this is a picture of Jeff minutes from falling of the ladder. Oh, those plums are just too tempting.
This is the farmer's field behind our house. The boys like to play in the field after its been harvested.Seth the Astronaut.

Levi the Alien.

Happy Birthday LEVI!!!And here are a few summer pictures.. Levi playing in our blue sand sandbox,

and Sethy in the sprinklers. ...

Oh how crazy the world is; or the Swiss may soon be questioning if their cheese has feelings

The world just got a little crazier. For years now the regulations animal research has slowly been tightening. Slowly but surely the ability for a researcher to conduct experimentation living models has been becoming more difficult; more paperwork, more bureaucracy, more hassle. Ethics boards have very strict and explicit documentation about what types of studies you can perform and on what animals. Things like dignity or rights of the animal have to be taken into account first. Not without good reason either. Sometime it is taken overboard, but for the most part making sure that complex experimental animals are treated in a dignified manner is a very important aspect of animal research. I say "complex" experimental animals but what I mean are ones with complex-enough nervous systems to experience emotions and pain. This is determined on a case-by-case basis. For example, we don't purposefully insert a potentially deleterious gene into a chimpanzee embryo to see if we can get it to grow 2 extra limbs. We believe (correctly) that an organism with such highly evolved processing capability is able to feel many of the same emotions that we feel and therefore is more stringently protected. Fruit flies, on the other hand, are very common laboratory organisms. Researchers have genetically modified them in thousands of different ways. They can get them to grow different wing types, different numbers of wings, extra body segments, etc. etc. Does nobody want to protect fruit flies? The Swiss do. And they aren't stopping there. There is an article in today's Wall Street Journal describing an amendment to the Swiss constitution that has Swiss ethicists pondering what sort of rights plants have. The conclusion they come to can only be described as "bang head on desk" stupid.
For years, Swiss scientists have blithely created genetically modified rice, corn and apples. But did they ever stop to consider just how humiliating such experiments may be to plants?

That's a question they must now ask. Last spring, this small Alpine nation began mandating that geneticists conduct their research without trampling on a plant's dignity.

Dignity and pride are inventions of the human mind and most other organisms have no such theoretical constructs. In order to feel humiliated an organism must first possess the proper anatomy--aka, a brain.

Emotions orginate from the brain, not the "heart". It is this fallacy which allows people to believe in trees having feelings, or that it is

It's wrong to genetically alter a plant and render it sterile

Yeah, I bet my seedless watermelon is screaming about the injustice of the world...just on the inside right?

Even worse, some nutjobs who don't understand the first thing about GMO's, try and take things into their own hands. Sometimes dangerous, most times nutty, these people insist that GMO's are dangerous to our health and the environment. It is bogus. GMO's pose no health risk to us. We can "absorb" GMO DNA from ingestion just as readily as we can "regular" plant DNA through ingestion...WE CAN'T. The purported risk to the environment is only to the extent that these "super crops" could be so dominant that they stifle all competition. This is blown way out of proportion and even if it did happen it wouldn't last very long as evolution has a way of keeping these things in check. In other words, please keep your tinfoil hats on but allow us to improve food growth efficiency.

At the end of the linked WSJ article it describes this very situation.

When applying for a larger field trial, he ran into the thorny question of plant dignity. Plants don't have a nervous system and probably can't feel pain, but no one knows for sure. So Dr. Keller argued that by protecting wheat from fungus he was actually helping the plant, not violating its dignity -- and helping society in the process.

One morning recently, he stood by a field near Zurich where the three-year trial with transgenic wheat is under way. His observations suggest that the transgenic wheat does well in the wild. Yet Dr. Keller's troubles aren't over.

In June, about 35 members of a group opposed to the genetic modification of crops, invaded the test field. Clad in white overalls and masks, they scythed and trampled the plants, causing plenty of damage.

"They just cut them," says Dr. Keller, gesturing to wheat stumps left in the field. "Where's the dignity in that?"

The wheat was actually thriving. Meaning Dr. Keller improved the "quality of life" (whatever that means in reference to a plant) of this wheat and yet these crazies came and cut it down.

Before long, if the Swiss keep this up, they will be wondering how all those Streptococcus, Lactobacillus, and Propionibacter feel about doing nothing but pumping out swiss cheese all day. Show some bacterial respect! Allow them to choose what they do with their lives!

Consciousness is nothing more or less than a non-specific survival response.

June 29, 2008

I love my boys!

This blog is post dated June 29, 2008 (we don't have the internet since we've moved); this date is respectfully Seth's 21/2 year mark and Levi's 8 month mark :) and I thought I'd write a few things about their progress at this point in their lives.

Seth Aiden

He is such a handsome and bright little man. I mean honestly how did I get so lucky?

He knows his alphabet and sounds

He speaks in clear complete sentences and is such a polite little man. More often than not he’ll respond with a “yes please,” or a “no thank you,” and when he asks for something it’s a “may I have (…) please.”

I am amazed at his resolution to do what is right. He just wants to be a good boy.

He can count to I think 15? You never really know with Seth, he doesn't like to perform on command and he is constantly startling me as to how much he actually knows and doesn't let anyone catch on.

He knows the planets, the galaxy we live in and other related vocabulary

He knows a lot of major dinosaurs ... tyrannosaurus rex, triceratops, stegosaurus, etcectra.

He knows the first presidency of the Church and other major prophets in the scriptures.

I could go on. He knows so much.

This kid is seriously amazing and I love him so much and thank my Heavenly Father daily, constantly, for giving me him to raise.

Levi Rivers

When I think of Levi I think of joy. He just radiates happiness!!!

Lets see... still no teeth.

He can scoot/crawl. He's not too proficient at crawling consistently but he can move forward. He really prefers to just roll around. He just rolls and rolls around the room to get where he wants.

He knows the "more" sign.

He can say "mama," "dada," and "bubu," (that's for "brother").

He weighs a little over 25 lbs.

He loves marshmallows.

These two little boys are so wonderful and compliment one another so well. I've enjoyed watching them grow individually and together and watching this "bud" of what can potentially grow to be a great friendship.


do i need to say more?


When Jeff and I get in a crazy cleaning frenzy (for example when we're packing our house), we feel like the only appropriate music to coincide our mood is Rascal Flatts (no offense to the many fans out there). My favorite rendition is ... "Get out of bed, drink some juice, that's what I'm doing these days." It's also fun just belting out random phrases in a strong twang, ... and then eventually talking to the men of Rascal Flatts "Why are you watching her?" "Don't you have a life?" "Don't you think that's kind'of creepie?" Oh, the love/hate relationship -- well maybe it's just hate/hate relationship Jeff shares... anyways, the love/hate relationship we have with Rascal Flatts.

That felt great!

I have experienced venting with paper and pen but not with photo! Thanks Trista for the tag! :) I'll call this photo log "Angst"


Here's my lovely pile of boxes that Seth likes to help knock down
and color on, note the opened art box :)
it really is pretty cute he's so proud of himself.


Bleach what would I do without thee?

A girl can accumulate a lot of library vhs... I just didn't realize I had 14 in my closet


The dishes that weren't done after dinner because we had to rush out and go to the store and buy a lawn mower. A lawn mower I might add that cost more than Jeff's wedding band! hmm,

More rubble.
This cracks me up. Whenever Seth misuses a toy, particularly when Jeff's home, Jeff usually sits down with Seth and talks to him about how he misused said toy, and how he should have acted, and encourages him to make right decisions yada yada yay. But my favorite part is when the toy is put on top of our fridge. The mount of shame. And the toy stands as a constant reminder to make good choices!

Goodbye dirty stair well that for some reason we can't use because it's a fire hazard.

Good bye stairs. I hope I never meet you again on a pullmany-wintry day with two grumpy boys, and heavy laden with groceries.

I'm taking you with-- my Wal Mart special. My flowers are looking lovely.

Goodbye feces-bin. Whoo hoo to trashcans!

Good bye dog urine spots that populate much of the grass area outside my apartment.


Good bye Apartment!

... And cliff, that is adjacent to my apartment ...


And for a bit of art, ants a la cheezenip :)


Sorry Brooklyn no pictures of "Sef" (he's in bed) but I'll be taking many pictures of him soon in my new nicely scened nicely lit no neighbored yard. (wheew.)

And I tag whoever reads this, get a load off your chest! be creative and make memories out of your messes :)

Our new abode


This is our new abode. Jeff and I haven't quite determined what the color of the house is .. aqua? It's more green in person.


Partial Living room


Partial living room and stairs


Half the kitchen, the rest is just bare space to the left. I haven't actually taken a lot of pictures of the house, there's two bedrooms up stairs, and two "bedrooms" down stairs by the kitchen, but we're just going to close the door to the down stairs bedrooms for now, until we fix them up. There's also a dinning room with like a large pantry, and a mud room in the entry. It's pretty big, but yah know, old.And the reason why we're renting the place




And the best thing is, is that there's more! I didn't put up pictures of the front or the other side part of the yard. And there's a dozen or so fruit trees. We're very happy with our acreage :)

Dog poop!

Today Seth was playing on the couch (he had piled all the pillows onto the floor, a "pillow tower") and he looks down from the couch into the pillows and exclaims "Dog poop!" So I naturally ask him "Dog poop?" "Yes! There is dog poop down there!" I look and don't see anything (obviously there wouldn't be anything seeing as we don't have a dog). Then Seth runs to his bedroom and returns holding a small alien toy and says "See! Dog poop!" "That alien is named dog poop?" "Yes!" Then I extend my hand so I can see the alien and Seth responds with "No Daddy, don't touch the dog poop!" Oh these children of mine.

photo update


Seth is a natural nurturer. This is Seth using our end table as a high chair for his bear. He feeds his babies only the best -- pizza, with a fork (he always insists on having a fork when eating pizza) and I'd like to point out the bears bib. And if this wasn't enough Seth is combing his hair while the bear eats his scrumptious "yunch."

He's our kid, brownie batter ... mmm ....

Seth with his shirt tucked into his tighty-whities

Isn't Seth pretty?

My baby jabba, don't get too close ... he may eat you.

I love Levi's feet!

This kid loves food.

Lucky for him he has an older brother who always likes to share :)

Meet... Sasha



"Sasha" is my new Trek 7000 bike -- it was love at first sight :)