Thursday, September 23, 2010

Fall apples

This past weekend we had the chance to go pick red delicious apples from a tree that was overflowing.  It was such a fun family outing (but I forgot my camera!).  Since then we have been eating apples a lot of different ways.  For a treat on monday night we enjoyed homemade carmeled apples!  This activity was really messy and even more fun.  The kids loved that they could put any of the toppings on their own apple.  Clark on the other hand just ate sprinkles.  mmmmm tasty!

Tuesday, September 21, 2010

Life's Test

It's one thing to be sick.  And tired.  It's another thing to have your baby who is already incredibly clingy and needy to be sick and tired and want his momma all the time while she is in the midst of packing up the household.  Poor baby.  We are back in full swing of nebulizers, inhalers, vapor rub on the feet, the whole deal.  I have one re-occuring thought:  I MUST prevent this boy from needing yet another surgery!
Yesterday reached the point where I finally just said ok buddy whatever you want you got it.  Just so we can have a little bit of time without tears and for mom's arms to take a breather.  I'm not saying that I am a really big supporter of young children sitting on TOP of the kitchen table eating popcorn.  I'm just saying, some days you do what you have to do.  This boy has been sick for 2 weeks now and these are the times when I ask myself how to measure my success in the proper form.  I read this quote this past weekend by Sheri Dew and it has been on mind every since.

"Our mortal experience is designed to test what we really care about, what we really believe, what we really want to become, and how we really feel about our Father and His Son."

I'm happy to say that I have spent a lot of time sitting down snuggling my little one as I look at the empty boxes that need to be packed and the packed boxes that now have the day's items strewn across the tops.  I'm tired.  But I'm not worn out.  I still have some life left in me and I want to live it in a way that you can know what I really care about, you can see what I really believe, I'm become better each day, and there is absolutely no doubt how I feel about My Savior Jesus Christ and my loving Heavenly Father.

Monday, September 20, 2010

How upset can I be?

I love that my children are creative.  I often feel like God made me their mother because he knew that my creative spirit would understand some of that creative chaos and that I would be able to see them as he sees them; that I would embrace their creativity rather than squash it out of them in order to have them fit inside the box.  And then I have days where I wonder why in the world I am driven to collect junk to become my art; I wonder why each simple school assignment needs to be turned into a work of art and I wonder WHY children never tire of doing 'experiments'.

I can't remember the last time I laid down to take a nap.  Honestly, I know it was before Clark was born for sure and he is almost 2 now.  However, yesterday we had an earlier church meeting and were all home just after noon.  We ate dinner at 3 and the dishes were cleaned up and everyone was helping to pack yet more boxes.  When I ran out of boxes to pack things in I realized I was exhausted so I laid down for 15 minutes. It felt wonderful.  I think my bed is softed during the day than it is at night.  Or maybe its all that extra space with no children trying to climb in and the light bouncing off the angles of the ceiling.  Either way, it was a great power nap.  When I came downstairs my three oldest children were having a great time.  They had made themselves 'experiment dough', colored it and were happily stretching and playing with it.  I admit, my first thought was 'seriously?  that was 15 minutes?  could you by chance just be reading a book or playing quietly in your bedrooms?'  I asked them why they chose not to seek for permission and you get the idea.

Then I remembered that they are awesome kids and that they did do a pretty good job.  They did get out the craft mats and they did take them OUTSIDE onto the table on the deck.  I had to admit, that was pretty nice to consider that outside was a good place to play with this goo.  They did have a great time with it and they did clean it up and wash all the dishes and mats.  So really, how upset can I be?  Once I realized that they did a good job and that the intention of their hearts was to let me take a breather without being bothered, I just went and got the camera.

This mothering business sure does teach me a lot.

Sunday, September 19, 2010


I am LOVING this color of cabinets in this ad.  So much that I have decided I will be painting my base cabinets in my kitchen this color.  My uppers will be distressed white.  I know I will like it so I am going for it.  There are so many other things I want to do...
picture by Maurice Sendak.

Saturday, September 18, 2010

Bike ride!

This little boy is SO funny!  He absolutely LOVES to ride in the bike trailer.  Almost every day after he has a bath he says 'bike ride'!  With only the two little ones at home this year I have been able to do this a lot more and it has been wonderful.  These two give me a running commentary on the prarie dogs and the 'hop bugs' (grasshoppers) they see along the way.  Emma even lets me know when we squish one with the bike tires.  Silly.   Just in case you can't tell, Clark is smiling and saying 'cheese'.  It looks a LITTLE bit like a happy smile!  They are so fun.

Friday, September 17, 2010

Boxed up

Our house looks a lot like this lately.  Boxing up all of your belongings for 3 months is an interesting experience.  

There are a lot of things I have no problem throwing away, giving away or otherwise getting rid of.  And yet I have a lot of things that I REALLY love.  Items that are one of a kind that may never cross my path again.  And I'm holding on tight to those.

So far my children have been amazingly helpful and sweet about this entire mess.  They are letting me know what they can live without for a while and are so willing to do what we have to do to get to the finish line of this particular race.  I keep telling myself I'm not ENTIRELY stressed (and then I look in the mirror and see that acne and realize the truth).  The pods come next week, the temporary housing is set up, the new house breaks ground on tuesday, the temporary 3 day before the temporary before the new house is 80% set up and really, I think we are ALL GOING TO DO JUST FINE.

Emma has been kind enough to provide hours of fantastic entertainment for me while I pack.  I've had wonderful friends over each day helping me SO much.  THANK YOU!
I am a brave girl and I can do this.

Tuesday, September 14, 2010

I love BYU football

Even when they play like they forgot that football is the game they SHOULD be playing.  I love it because it really is such a fun experience for the entire family.  I love cheering and watching and Cosmo and the field and everything.  I love it when they play Airforce too because a) it means we get to go to a local game b) airforce puts on a great show with the planes and the falcons and the huge flag at half time c) I believe in our Nation and in the defense that the cadets stand for and provide.  It was a great way to spend time together as a family.  Now I can only hope that BYU makes sure this type of game NEVER happens again.  P-L-E-A-S-E!

Friday, September 10, 2010

What really matters

I really need to be cleaning and packing yet I need to sit and write for a minute, then I will pick myself up and go on.  I feel like a lot of things are pressing on me right now.  We are buildling a new house, which will be done sometime before Christmas (we hope!!!)  We just learned that we have to move out of the hosue we are currently renting by Oct 1.  I find myself pulled in many directions and with so many different emotions through all of this.  I continue trying to ask myself, what really matters?  Do you think my kids will REALLY notice or say anything about the fact that we are choosing to loose quite a bit of square footage in the house to gain the 1.5 acres outdoors?  Am I the only one who is really worried about that?  Is it all really going to work out, will we all be ok, we will actually get moved in before December 25 and all still be alive and hopefully still like each other?
  Does a formal living and dining room REALLY matter?  I know, such a silly, trivial question when we have turmoil all over the world.  Still, this matters in MY world.  Will my family be able to find somewhere to live for the next 3 months?  Will my children hate me for all of this?  Will it all be worth it?  Will I ever want to stop collecting Junk?  The problem as I see it is this:  I DO belive that my family will be ok, that my kids are amazing, strong, resilient souls who will blosssom in this simplified, slowed atmosphere.  What really has me worried is how I am going to do.  I don't want to let go of my junk.  I love space in the house.  I dream of doing things to the house and it isn't even done yet and we haven't even lived there yet.  I wonder about myself - is this dreaming a good thing? Does it keep me moving ahead and setting goals?  Or is it the thing that sometimes whispers that enough is not enough?  Can you really just "choose" to be happy?  Is life that simplistic?  Will I really still see my friends that are so dear to me?  Or will this space be multiplied and will the new life we are creating not fit with their lives any more?  Am I making a huge mistake?  So many things to consider, so much to dream of, only so much time and money to materlize those dreams with.  I think I am finally listening to the right thing in my heart.  Am I strong enough to embrace the answers?  

Thursday, September 9, 2010

Point to prove

While reviewing my photos of our family vacation I was reminded of something.  In California we saw several billboards that had photos of people with their cats and dogs and said things like "my babies are people too."  Forgive me, but I wanted to throw up.  Right then and there.  I think pets are great and animals are wonderful.  Let's just set the record straight though, ok?  THEY ARE NOT THE SAME AS CHILDREN.  ok.  whew.  I feel much better.  I mean really, I can't exactly fill a bowl with water and leave them in the laundry room with the door shut while I run my errands, can I?  And they are amazing and smart and adorable and completely different from animals with their brave spirits and their hearts.  These photos prove my point.  Amen.  the end.

I hope we all can still be friends,

Tuesday, September 7, 2010

Sir Bob

at our home we have often hear the saying "yes siree, Bob."
Now we hear Emma frequently answer "No Sir Bob".
this girl just keeps us laughing.  I tucked her in bed at 8:30pm and as she yawns and stretches out she says "Can you bring me some pizza or somthing right now because wow, am I hungry!"
Tonight as we gathered to kneel in family prayer she began a really amazing display of her new self taught burping.  Serioulsy.  WHERE does she get this stuff?  I don't even know how to make myself burp and she is three.  Wow.  A lot of the time I am either laughing or crying.   I try not to imagine the teen years at this point.  This photo so perfectly illustrates her personality:   the other four children gathered for a photo and she has freed herself of her skirt and is running away down the beach.
We are having some really sweet moments together while the big kids are at school and Clark is napping.  It's been a real treat for me to look into her eyes and laugh and play with her while I soak up all the time I can with this sweet and wild personality!
I love her so!

Wednesday, September 1, 2010

First Grade Fish

My sweet boy proudly brought home his first 1st grade art -

I love art and I consider my children's art some of the very best!