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I hate my hair in Cleveland. It's too humid - it makes my hair go all wavy and frizzy. I hate my hair in Utah. It's too dry - it makes my hair feel brittle and staticy(?). I love my hair in California. Everyday was a good hair day for me in California. Is that a good enough reason to move there? Maybe not, but it's definitely something to add to the "Pros" column of the list, right?

However, Alex's hair is cutest in Cleveland. It curls beautifully in the himidity. In Utah and in California it usually turns into a giant fro-ball (see below). I guess if I'm going to put my good hair in the "Pros" column it's only fair to put Alex's scary hair in the "Cons" column. Which means they cancel each other out and hair will not be a consideration for where we move. In case you were wondering.

Palm Springs

After we spent Thanksgiving in Salt Lake City we were off to Palm Springs. I'm sure everyone is super confused about this so I'll do my best to explain. The original plan, as stated earlier, was for everyone to meet up at a resort in Palm Springs for Thanksgiving. But after that, my mom, my brothers and my own family were planning to change locations and stay at my grandparents time share condo in Palm Springs for another week. So...when we all changed our plans to go to Salt Lake my parents, instead of flying from Oakland to Salt Lake, first drove down to L.A. and left their car there and flew from L.A. to Salt Lake. So the monday after Thanksgiving we all went our separate ways. My sisters and their husbands went back home and back to work, my dad flew home and back to work, and my mom, my brothers and my family flew to L.A. where we got in my moms car and started the drive to Palm Springs. What should be a 2-hour drive took us more than 6 hours because of L.A. traffic. This would have been a total disaster except for one life-saving factor. My mom's car: equipped with GPS and, most importantly, a DVD player. Noah was having a meltdown about getting in the car for a long drive after spending the morning on an airplane - until he saw the DVD player. All he had to say after that was, "Is grandma cool, or what!?!" And yes, that's a direct quote. One he repeated many times over the next 2 weeks.

The first morning in Palm Springs Noah went hiking/exploring with Grandma. He created his very own "rock collection" which we all had to hike out to and see for ourselves. He was so proud! He checked on it everyday we were there.
The highlight of the trip was, of course, the swimming pool...


complete with kid-sized waterslide. This was hysterical. Noah was nervous and he would scrunch up his face, squeeze his eyes shut, and his whole body would go rigid as he slid down, dragging his hands to make sure he went as slow as humanly possible.
Alex, on the other hand, was bombing down this thing so fast we were worried she was going to fall back on her head. She insisted on going down by herself. She was so funny because she looked scared on the way down with her eyes opened so wide, but as soon as she hit the water she was kicking, splashing, giggling and demanding to go again. She's our little wild woman.

The next day was too cold for the pool so my mom and I took the kids to a desert zoo. The kids loved brushing the goats. Alex kept walking up to the animals, squatting down to be at eye level with them, and saying, "Hey!" Then they would move their heads up to look at her and she would run away saying, "Bite me!" What a nutcase.
Why do they always have to go for the bum?
The kids had fun in the play area as well

By this point Paul had left for his interview in Arizona (he drove down with my brother, who lives there). My mom and I had planned to stay longer but the weather wasn't very cooperative. It was too cold for the pool and there wasn't much else to do there with 2 young kids. So we decided to call it good and head back up to my moms house (where Paul would meet us in a couple of days). In order to avoid the horrendous L.A. traffic we left that afternoon and got home at about 1am. It was a fun trip, and we were glad we still got to enjoy some warm Palm Springs weather before heading home. Thanks Grandma and Grandpa!

Noah will miss the pool.

And we're done...

with interviews that is. Hurray! I know I was blogging for awhile about the different interview invitations that Paul received but we didn't accept all of them. So, here is a complete list of everywhere that we've interviewed:

Cleveland Clinic
University Hospitals (Cleveland)
University of Minnesota (Minneapolis)
Mayo Clinic (Rochester, MN)
Mayo Clinic (Scottsdale, AZ)
Oregon Health & Science (Portland)
Stanford (Palo Alto, CA)
University of Colorado (Denver)
University of Utah (Salt Lake City)

So, what's it going to be? Ohio, Minnesota, Arizona, California, Oregon, Colorado, or Utah? We've got a pretty good idea of how we want to rank things but I'm not supposed to put it out there on the internet - so, if you're interested ask me in person and I'll let you know. We'll turn our rank list in sometime in February and then we wait...Match Day is March 17th!!! We'll keep you posted! I hope I don't have an anxiety attack in the meantime : )

A few more highlights from our time in Salt Lake City

1. Watching mom push Michelle around Gateway shopping Center in a wheelchair and having to take over for fear of mom putting her back into labor.

2. Swimming with the kids - Noah is at the age where things start to become scary and Alex is at the age where there is no fear of anything (even when there should be). But I'm not sure which was more entertaining: the kids jumping in to Daddy or Randy jumping in to Paul's arms : )

3. A quiet afternoon with just the girls: coke and candy from the minibar, the movie Waitress from the comfort of our room, a sleeping Alex (the best part of having a suite - being able to stick the kids in the other room), and the boys at Cabella's.

4. Watching Noah eat 8 pancakes, piled high with powdered sugar, every single morning for breakfast. He always needed a change of clothes after this meal - and he usually wasn't hungry again until dinner : )

5. The guys spent a day at the BYU vs Utah game (yeah BYU!) while we took care of the kids. In return the girls got pedicures/massages at the spa and afternoon tea. Definitely worth the trade-off.

6. I think my most favorite thing is laughing with my siblings. I love all the funny stories we remember and I love how weird I can be with my sisters : ) Love you guys!

Thanksgiving Day

Tanner's mission call: Mexico City East!!! He reports to the MTC on Feb. 20th. Tanner is the first boy and first missionary in my family so this is a new experience for us and we're all so proud and excited! Way to go Tanner!

Some of us decided to walk up to Temple Square and work up an appetite before Thanksgiving dinner. Noah decided to hitch a ride with Michelle.

Family Picture Time. Notice the above picture, the one that actually looks good, is missing someone? That would be when Noah was hiding under the table in the lobby of the Grand America. And I don't mean quietly...I mean the kicking and screaming kind of hiding. After much threatening and bribing (I'm not sure which one actually ended up working) Noah joined us for a picture (see below). Just lovely, isn't it? I guess we forgot to specify he had to actually LOOK at the camera.

Thanksgiving Dinner at the Grand America - better food doesn't exist. I love that they have a kid-sized buffet table, and so did my kids. Alex especially enjoyed the M&Ms (by the spoonful). I got a kick out of the look on the staffs face as Noah walked up to the buffet table, dug his fists into the candy bowls and walked back to our table and sat down. No need for serving spoons or plates for this kid.

Family Gift exchange: Christmas is so fun with kids, and ours are getting old enought to really enjoy it! Noah loved his helicopter (of course) and was flying it over everyone's heads for the rest of the night.

When Alex opened her present and saw that it was a baby there was a dramatic intake of breath

and an exclamation of, "Oh, BABY!" It was hilarious. I love this picture of her with her new purse and jewelry too. She was saying "pwetty Awex" all night long.

Lounging in our suites at the Grand America - life doesn't get any easier than this : )

California for Thanksgiving...ummm, make that Utah

This Thanksgiving was a special one for my family. My brother Tanner received his mission call a few days before and was waiting to open it on Thanksgiving, when my whole family was supposed to meet up in Palm Springs. 2 days before we were all supposed to leave my sister Michelle was in the hospital with what looked like pre-term labor. We were all panicking for about 24 hours but luckily, the doctors were able to stop her contractions. But this also meant bed rest for her until the baby comes. So, what did my parents do? Late Saturday night my parents are on the phone and on the internet cancelling resort reservations and changing flights from CA to UT. This was not an easy task. We were all scheduled to leave on Monday, a few days before Thanksgiving and we were coming from 5 different locations! It was a huge blessing that they were even able to pull this off and find flights for us all and hotel accomodations and, of course, reservations for Thanksgiving dinner. I have to say, I think my family is pretty cool. It turned out to be an amazing trip! Thanks mom and dad! And thanks family for being so cool! I miss you all already : )

Traveling across country for 7 weeks with 2 kids in tow...

What a joke!!! We caused quite a scene in the airport. At least Alex is smiling now. The major downer was when all the bags fell off the cart in the middle of the street at the Salt Lake Airport - including our portbale DVD player. It hasn't worked since. Paul said he would take a look at it and try to fix it. "Kinda like our video camera that's been broken for 4 years now honey?" I reminded him. The next time we were out shopping I saw him scoping out portable DVD players...I think that's much more realistic : )

Missing Home

I am missing home tonight and therefore felt the need to blog. For some reason that makes me feel a little closer to home. I do plan on posting about our Thanksgiving and the rest of our trip thus far but I am in the process of acquiring photos from family members so that will have to wait a little bit longer. But this post could not wait.

I just wanted to say how much I love our life in Cleveland. I miss our cozy little apartment. I miss our daily routine. I miss our friends. At the same time, I am very grateful for the time we are spending right now with extended family. It's so fun to watch the kids interact with and strengthen their relationships with their grandmas and grandpas and aunts and uncles and cousin. I am grateful to our families for opening their homes to us, for making time for us, for entertaining us, and for going out of their way to make us feel comfortable. We are blessed with wonderful families. But, there's just no way around it - things gets pretty chaotic being on the road, changing locations, living out of a suitcase and having so many other people around all the time. Fun, but stressful with 2 little kids in tow (who are having a blast but also missing home). It makes our life in Cleveland seem peaceful, quiet, and serene - which, I have to remind myself, it never is : )

I wanted to write about this tonight so that when I get back home I will remember to be grateful for my life there. The next time I am bored, stressed out, stir-crazy or just wanting to escape from it all I will remember how much I am missing all of that right now.

I think it's a good sign that I miss home so much. It means we've done a good job of making Cleveland our family's home. But, although there are people and things I miss that are specific to Cleveland, home to me is wherever my own little family unit is. And so I am confident that wherever residency happens to take us will soon feel like home too. This confidence also comes from knowing that wherever we go we will have the gospel and a ward family. This has come to mean so much to me and I am so grateful for the blessings of the gospel.

So, to our friends in Cleveland and to my regular blogging-buddies, we are thinking of you and missing you all. Hope you are all enjoying the holidays!