Sunday, November 29, 2009
Thankful #29
I am thankful for the Sabbath. I love going to church (I will love it more in January when we no longer have the 2:00 time slot). I love going to choir practice. I love having a day of rest. Well, as much of a day of rest as a mom can have. I am grateful for the commandment to keep it holy. It makes my whole week better. I learn and am uplifted. It is a happy day. Usually.
Thankful #28
I am thankful for Ashton. Saturday was her birthday. She is TEN. Can you believe it? Neither can I. We had a lovely day. When I asked her what she wanted for her birthday, all she could think of was that she wanted to spend time with her sweet Maddy friend. So, that's just what we did. We went out to lunch (Ashton, Maddy, Hillyerie and me - sounds like I got a present, too, huh?). It was delicious, too. And then we went to a crafty place where you can go and buy the thing you want to make and even do it there, if you want. And we did. Here are the girls and Hillyerie working on their darling projects. 
And here are the girls' finished works of art. 
How cute are they, seriously?
Later that evening, grandparents and aunts an uncles came over to celebrate with us. Ashton opted for a giant fruit salad instead of a cake again this year.
I believe this is the third year in a row. It was yummy. Sweet Doug made it - including the two pomegranates that Ashton requested.
All day, my phone rang with happy birthday wishers calling to wish the sweetest girl they know a happy birthday. It was a special day for a very special girl. I sure love her.
And here are the girls' finished works of art. 
How cute are they, seriously?Later that evening, grandparents and aunts an uncles came over to celebrate with us. Ashton opted for a giant fruit salad instead of a cake again this year.
I believe this is the third year in a row. It was yummy. Sweet Doug made it - including the two pomegranates that Ashton requested.All day, my phone rang with happy birthday wishers calling to wish the sweetest girl they know a happy birthday. It was a special day for a very special girl. I sure love her.
Saturday, November 28, 2009
Thankfuls #22-27
I have been so busy this week visiting with my mom, holding new tiny Ellie, shopping for Thanksgiving, cleaning for Thanksgiving, running other errands, plus feeling yuck, that I haven't had time to breathe let alone blog. So, I'm going to lump all of these thankfuls together in one blog. I'll make it somewhat short, too.
#22: I am thankful for Jesus Christ, for His sacrifice, for the Atonement and for the scriptures and prophets that testify of Him. I could make this very long, but I won't today. I love Him. I want to be more like Him.
#23: I am thankful for the Holy Ghost. What an amazing gift that we take so often for granted. I am grateful to have this extra helper in being a wife, mom, friend, daughter, sister, and in being myself. I am thankful for the comfort that comes during hard times and the peace and joy that comes during not-so-hard times.
#24: I am thankful for laughter. My kids make me laugh the most. One day recently, I was doing some math in my head (I was just fine, by the way) and Christian yelled, "ASHTON!" I said, "Christian, I can do this. Who do you think taught her how to do math?" Ashton nodded. Christian looked at me like I was fresh off the turnip truck. "Yeah," he said, "but her brain isn't all screwed up like yours." Thank you. I love laughing and I don't do it nearly enough, but those kids sure help.
#25: I am thankful for healthy foods. I know. I'm weird. Don't think I don't hear it all the time. Someone who just met me just about fell of her chair when she heard about how I eat. Wow. I don't think she even knows about homeschool or my other weirdnesses... But I digress... Anyway, I had this client once - well for about 9 years - who was very into healthy stuff long before I was. I remember her telling me that when she changed the way she ate, she became so much more grateful for her food. Probably because she was eating things that came out of the ground and not out of some factory. Ever since I changed the way I ate and started studying herbs/food more, I have become increasingly more grateful for my food in a whole new way. How kind of our Heavenly Father to create exactly what our bodies need and make it just grow in our yards (I know, I'm not very good at that part yet!). I could go on and on on this subject, as with the others, but I'll stop now.
#26: I had Thanksgiving dinner at my house this year. Most of my side of the family was there. It was lovely. Dinner was good. Company was good. My cutie mom made a fishing game for the kids. They threw a "fishing rod" over the ledge and she stood on the stairs below sending up presents for all of her grandkids. She also bought all the tiny girls matching princess shirts. Here are a few pictures.
#27: I am thankful for my sister whom we affectionately call Panda. I love my other siblings, too, but today I am grateful for funny Panda. She makes me laugh. She has been making Sophie (she is the one in my belly, in case you missed that somewhere) a blanket. Yesterday, I got an email informing me that she got tired of making it so WALL-E is finishing it for me.
I love that girl.
#22: I am thankful for Jesus Christ, for His sacrifice, for the Atonement and for the scriptures and prophets that testify of Him. I could make this very long, but I won't today. I love Him. I want to be more like Him.
#23: I am thankful for the Holy Ghost. What an amazing gift that we take so often for granted. I am grateful to have this extra helper in being a wife, mom, friend, daughter, sister, and in being myself. I am thankful for the comfort that comes during hard times and the peace and joy that comes during not-so-hard times.
#24: I am thankful for laughter. My kids make me laugh the most. One day recently, I was doing some math in my head (I was just fine, by the way) and Christian yelled, "ASHTON!" I said, "Christian, I can do this. Who do you think taught her how to do math?" Ashton nodded. Christian looked at me like I was fresh off the turnip truck. "Yeah," he said, "but her brain isn't all screwed up like yours." Thank you. I love laughing and I don't do it nearly enough, but those kids sure help.
#25: I am thankful for healthy foods. I know. I'm weird. Don't think I don't hear it all the time. Someone who just met me just about fell of her chair when she heard about how I eat. Wow. I don't think she even knows about homeschool or my other weirdnesses... But I digress... Anyway, I had this client once - well for about 9 years - who was very into healthy stuff long before I was. I remember her telling me that when she changed the way she ate, she became so much more grateful for her food. Probably because she was eating things that came out of the ground and not out of some factory. Ever since I changed the way I ate and started studying herbs/food more, I have become increasingly more grateful for my food in a whole new way. How kind of our Heavenly Father to create exactly what our bodies need and make it just grow in our yards (I know, I'm not very good at that part yet!). I could go on and on on this subject, as with the others, but I'll stop now.
#26: I had Thanksgiving dinner at my house this year. Most of my side of the family was there. It was lovely. Dinner was good. Company was good. My cutie mom made a fishing game for the kids. They threw a "fishing rod" over the ledge and she stood on the stairs below sending up presents for all of her grandkids. She also bought all the tiny girls matching princess shirts. Here are a few pictures.
#27: I am thankful for my sister whom we affectionately call Panda. I love my other siblings, too, but today I am grateful for funny Panda. She makes me laugh. She has been making Sophie (she is the one in my belly, in case you missed that somewhere) a blanket. Yesterday, I got an email informing me that she got tired of making it so WALL-E is finishing it for me.
I love that girl.
Tuesday, November 24, 2009
Thankful #21
I have been shopping, shopping, shopping for Thanksgiving dinner and regular dinners, too. Look at my fridge. Well, not too closely. 
It is bursting at the seams. I have had to resort to storing some things in my garage. I am grateful for abundance. When my brother came home from his mission in Russia about 11 years ago, he went to the grocery store with my mom. He could not get over how much food there was on the shelves. I know this is common for people returning from countries where there is less. Here, we have everything we want or need at our fingertips. I realize that this particular blessing, like so many, comes with a price. It is a double-edged sword. I may expound on that sometime when I am not being grateful. I remain grateful for it anyway. Although my kids often swear they are starving to death (so do I sometimes, I admit), the truth is that we have never really known hunger. I pray we never do. We are so blessed to live when and where we do. (Doug's grandma, whom we affectionately call "Happy Happy" used to say that every time you asked her how she was doing. She was a precious woman.)
Now, let's eat!
It is bursting at the seams. I have had to resort to storing some things in my garage. I am grateful for abundance. When my brother came home from his mission in Russia about 11 years ago, he went to the grocery store with my mom. He could not get over how much food there was on the shelves. I know this is common for people returning from countries where there is less. Here, we have everything we want or need at our fingertips. I realize that this particular blessing, like so many, comes with a price. It is a double-edged sword. I may expound on that sometime when I am not being grateful. I remain grateful for it anyway. Although my kids often swear they are starving to death (so do I sometimes, I admit), the truth is that we have never really known hunger. I pray we never do. We are so blessed to live when and where we do. (Doug's grandma, whom we affectionately call "Happy Happy" used to say that every time you asked her how she was doing. She was a precious woman.)Now, let's eat!
Thankful #20
Yep. I'm thankful for boys without front teeth. Without both is the best, but one missing is still pretty good. And definitely better than it just hanging there. It poked out like a buck tooth. See? 
Pretty funny stuff. Except that the day he lost it, he also bonked his head on a jungle gym and so he looks like he was beat up and that's what knocked his tooth out.
I love the stages kids go through (most of them, anyway). I love it when they are tiny and brand new and snuggly. I love it when they start getting bigger and start smiling and laughing. I love it when they start talking and communicating and you get to know what is going on in their tiny little heads. I love it when they start losing teeth and they lisp. I love that I get to be a part of it all, too!
Pretty funny stuff. Except that the day he lost it, he also bonked his head on a jungle gym and so he looks like he was beat up and that's what knocked his tooth out.
I love the stages kids go through (most of them, anyway). I love it when they are tiny and brand new and snuggly. I love it when they start getting bigger and start smiling and laughing. I love it when they start talking and communicating and you get to know what is going on in their tiny little heads. I love it when they start losing teeth and they lisp. I love that I get to be a part of it all, too!
Thursday, November 19, 2009
Thankful #19
Today, I am feeling thankful for modern transportation. My mom is flying in from IL today. She just sent me a text at 7:29 saying she was on the plane. I will pick her up at 11:15. When I make that flight, I think of the pioneers and all they went through to walk that very same distance.
Once, I became so overwhelmed with gratitude, I started crying on the plane. How blessed we are!
P.S. I am thinking that tomorrow I will post about my gratitude for boys with missing front teeth. Christian's is hanging by a thread. I keep telling him that when that thing falls out, I won't be able to stop kissing him. He's already the cutest boy I ever met. Can you imagine him with that hole in his mouth? Hopefully, tomorrow you won't need to imagine anything!
Once, I became so overwhelmed with gratitude, I started crying on the plane. How blessed we are!P.S. I am thinking that tomorrow I will post about my gratitude for boys with missing front teeth. Christian's is hanging by a thread. I keep telling him that when that thing falls out, I won't be able to stop kissing him. He's already the cutest boy I ever met. Can you imagine him with that hole in his mouth? Hopefully, tomorrow you won't need to imagine anything!
Thankful #18
I have two thankfuls today. First, I am thankful for my Doug. The other night, I couldn't sleep because of big anxiety. It was the middle of the night and he got right up and talked to me and gave me a priesthood blessing. I felt much better. He has been supportive and kind during my hard times and I appreciate it!
The reason I didn't get this actually posted yesterday is that we made a little detour during our day to the ER. Poor Roxie tripped on the floor and caught herself on her chin. No one was in the room with her, but came RUNNING when we heard her. We found her in a puddle of blood on the floor. Poor thing. It was quite scary. She had a huge gash on her tiny chin. There was no doubt she needed stitches, so I had Ashton get me a towel and call Doug, who hopped in the car and met us there. Christian grabbed Roxie's shoes, and some ice. I scooped her up and we were out the door. Luckily, we were the only ones in the ER, so they got us right in. They gave her a drug to make her zombie-like (no exaggeration here - it was SCARY) so that she wouldn't fight the stitches. I went into shock and almost passed out and they had to wheel me to the waiting room to wait until she was coming out of it. I am so grateful that she is OK. I know stitches are pretty minor in the grand scheme of things, but it doesn't make it less scary in the moment. Here is a picture of her this morning with her teddy that they gave her at the hospital. You can't see the stitches because they are on the bottom of her chin and I am still too traumatized to take a picture of them.
How cute is she? The hospital staff was amazed at her sweetness and her kind manners.
And back to Doug for a moment - I was such a mess, he drove us home and walked back to the hospital in the freezing to get his car. He takes good care of his family.
The reason I didn't get this actually posted yesterday is that we made a little detour during our day to the ER. Poor Roxie tripped on the floor and caught herself on her chin. No one was in the room with her, but came RUNNING when we heard her. We found her in a puddle of blood on the floor. Poor thing. It was quite scary. She had a huge gash on her tiny chin. There was no doubt she needed stitches, so I had Ashton get me a towel and call Doug, who hopped in the car and met us there. Christian grabbed Roxie's shoes, and some ice. I scooped her up and we were out the door. Luckily, we were the only ones in the ER, so they got us right in. They gave her a drug to make her zombie-like (no exaggeration here - it was SCARY) so that she wouldn't fight the stitches. I went into shock and almost passed out and they had to wheel me to the waiting room to wait until she was coming out of it. I am so grateful that she is OK. I know stitches are pretty minor in the grand scheme of things, but it doesn't make it less scary in the moment. Here is a picture of her this morning with her teddy that they gave her at the hospital. You can't see the stitches because they are on the bottom of her chin and I am still too traumatized to take a picture of them.
How cute is she? The hospital staff was amazed at her sweetness and her kind manners.And back to Doug for a moment - I was such a mess, he drove us home and walked back to the hospital in the freezing to get his car. He takes good care of his family.
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