Another bullet-point post because my brain doesn't work well these days

• I just ate leftover cheeseburger casserole for lunch with chopsticks because I'm kinda fascinated by them. When we got here I kept saying to Steve, "But why aren't they using SPORKS yet?! Wouldn't that make so much more sense??" And now I get why they use chopsticks. They're fun! (I'm sure there are many more cultural/social/historical reasons why they still use chopsticks, but I am using them because they're fun. And I switch to forks and spoons when I get frustrated.)
• I took a quiz online about what state I'm most suited to live in and it told me Utah. UTAH! What the french there isn't an ocean next to Utah.
• Steve is supposed to live in North Carolina, so we'll see how this relationship plays out.
• We got our HHGs!!! They arrived via lift through our kitchen window last week. Words cannot even express how much I love sleeping in my bed. The second night we had it back, Steve had staff duty, so I got it ALL TO MYSELF. Probably the best night of sleep I've had since we moved.
• Sam wakes up singing "Happy Birthday" to himself lately. We went to a friend's birthday party last weekend and he was genuinely confused that he wasn't blowing out "kindells" or opening any presents. Apparently he assumed the party was for him. (Awkward!) 
• I went for my first jog in..... oh about 3 months. Possibly longer. It was sad and pathetic and I didn't even make it two miles before I had to walk. As I was heading back up the monster hill to our apartment, feeling down about how much I stink at physical activities, Sam turned around and said, "Good running, Muwm! Good job running!"
• On a happier note, going on jogs means that I have my BOB back, and my life is once again complete. My children love sitting in that stroller and letting me cart them around. Molly is probably so happy to not be strapped to my sweaty back on the regular. The only problem is, this stroller is like a monster truck compared to all the other Korean strollers. It will only work for outside walking or possibly a mall. (Koreans are very pro-baby-wearing.)
• I walked over to the desk the other day to find a green Sharpie marker uncapped and the apple on the Macbook colored in. While this initially seems distressing, keep in mind that it COULD HAVE BEEN the white wallpaper. Silver linings, folks.
• If you ask Molly what a horse says, she neighs and then shakes her head back and forth. You can ask her what a dog, a cat, a cow, a baby, a sheep, and a chicken say and her response will remain the same. Currently it's too cute to correct, although Sam is always next to her shouting out the right answers. I have been working really hard to get her to say "mama". (I realize she is late.... I'm not worried...) Every time I say "mama" she says "dada" and thinks it's hilarious. So yeah. When she wakes up in the night like a newborn these days (wtf Molly?), DADA just won't do, so why do you keep saying his name??? TALK TO ME, MOLLY. LOVE, MAMA
• I still haven't downloaded the new update for my phone. I'm scared of all the icons changing.
• I blew up our old DVD player (from college!) by plugging it directly into a Korean outlet (with a converter). Lots of smoke and melting plastic later, we have a new DVD player.
• The leaves are changing and it continually makes me so happy to live in a place with mountains!
• Sam peed on the potty. I'm not really forcing it right now (because I refuse to be caged up in this apartment while the weather is so beautiful), but if he asks to sit on it and go, I help him with his diaper and pants. I just got him some Pull-Ups today so maybe that will make things a bit easier. This "potty-training" (in quotes because, not really) thing is slightly frustrating since I made a HUGE deal out of it the first time he peed in there (he used to be terrified of it for some reason) and passed out suckers for everyone because LET'S CELEBRATE the possible rebirth of our bank account that has been slayed by disposable diapers for three years now. Now he will ask to sit on it, force out 4 drops, and ask for a "seshall teet!" (That's Sammy-speak for "special treat" which he equates to a sucker.) And I'm trying to be encouraging but at the same time, no, you don't get a whole freaking sucker for 4 drops. I think you're trying to work the system here. Drop a deuce in that potty and I will make a candy cake topped with 50 burning candles. This is my offer. Take it or leave it.
• With our HHGs came some of our unopened pantry items. For some reason I had a bunch of the mini cereal boxes and the kids go apeshit to pick out their own and have it for breakfast. I refuse to pay good money for mini boxes of cereal (although fantastic marketing, cereal people!) when I could just trick them into eating regular cereal out of these mini boxes. So I save the empty boxes, stick a plastic baggie filled with regular cereal in them, and tape them shut. They still get to pick out their own special box in the morning, but now they're back to eating Rice Chex instead of All-That-Sugar-Make-Me-Crazy Crunch. (Between the last bullet point and this one, please feel free to send all my Mother Of The Year awards to South Korea.)
• And I think that's about all I have to say today. I have no desire to blog lately..

My child in seasonally appropriate clothes, folks! Finally!

A picture of the kids before a recent photo session. Because oh yeah, I decided I would open a photography business. Fake it til you make it, right?