Last year it was Chewbacca and Han Solo. This year I found this:
I guess I can't be surprised when new visitors show up in our nativity every year. We would like to welcome Col. Mustard, Miss Peacock, and Professor Plum. No one will be turned away!
A few months ago I bought a scale. Yes, in all the 13 years that we have been married, I've never owned one. My kids LOVE this thing. They think it is so great to get on it every day. Oh, to weigh 40 lbs again!
Before Kate and Becca step on it they always say, "Let's see how healthy I am." They step up on it and a number in the 30s flashes up on the screen. They are so happy."I'm so healthy," they always say. You can't do anything, but clap for them and join in their enthusiasm!
The other day I was on the scale. I try to do this without them around because they know how to read numbers. I really don't feel like them spreading the word of how much I weigh. Yes. They would tell people. Anyway- Becca was walking in the hall and ran in because I was on the scale. I tried to jump off, but the stupid screen stayed on way too long. Becca says, " Mom, you're so healthy! You have 3 numbers. That's so healthy!" She was so proud of me. It made me laugh. I guess I should be grateful that I am so "healthy." I only have THREE numbers!
Life has been a little chaotic for me. I can't believe how the time is flying by! I think last week would have been dreadful if it hadn't been for a few instances that made me laugh, take it all in, and say, "It's not so bad."
My kids are funny, but the one child of mine that has more personality than her little body can handle is Becca! Holy cow can she make us laugh. She takes everything in, she's quite the sponge.
We have been watching a lot of the holiday movies on, after all they're only on once a year. My kid's favorites have been the Home Alone stories. I will say none of the sequels are as good as the original. I'm sure you all know the story about Kevin. He's tired of his family being mean to him, so he wishes he had no family. It comes true (he thinks, anyway) and he's alone for Christmas.
Becca believes her family is mean as well. And lately anytime any one gets upset with her, or she gets in trouble, she marches to the top of the stairs and loudly proclaims to all of us, " I wish I didn't have any family! I wish I was alone! I'm livin' alone, I'm livin' alone!" Every time she does this it makes me laugh inside. We all choose to ignore her, but she is heard.
I hope she soon forgets this movie and we can all go back to our normal routine without having to be reminded each day how terrible we make her 4 year-old life.
Stay tuned for # 2! I figure I'll break it up. It will save me and you more time!
During our testimony meeting yesterday, Becca informed me that she wanted to go up and talk. I told her, "No, you have to know what to say."
She pestered me with, " Can I go up now? It's my turn, Mom." She did this over and over. She was so determined to talk into that microphone. I just kept remembering that they suggest you let your little ones go up if they are able to do it themselves.
I finally said, " Becca you have to go up and tell what you know about Jesus. What do you know about Jesus?" I knew this would quiet her because clearly she is only four years old, so what would she really know?
She said to me, " I know Jesus healed the blind man." I was caught off guard and a little embarrassed.
"What else do you know?" I asked her, this time a little more humbly.
"He blesses our food. He loves me," she replied. Now I felt awful! My little 4 year old has a testimony of Jesus. Who am I to tell her that she can't share it? The Spirit confirmed to me that she was to bear her testimony that day. I had in me that same feeling we all get when we know it is our turn, but this time it was for Becca.
We got up there and she wouldn't do it without help, but she told everyone that she knows Jesus healed a blind man and that he blesses our food. She was too fast to say that he loved her, but she knows it.
I don't know why she needed to share it that day. Maybe for someone, but maybe for her own little experience. A memory came back to me yesterday of when I was probably 5 or 6. I was in a blue hounds-tooth dress and I was wearing a white faux fur coat. It was either three-quarter sleeved, or a little too small. I was in our old ward in Mesa, AZ. I was up at the stand sharing my testimony. I don't recall all that I said, but for some reason I do remember "burying" my testimony.
Ever since I was little I never really had the fear of getting up and saying what I knew to be true. Perhaps this will be the same with Becca. At least, I hope, she will always remember the day she first bore her testimony!
I can't believe it is already December!! I feel like it should still be September. October and November flew by and it scares me that this month will be the exact same. Does anyone else feel the same way? I know our life is crazy, so it could make time pass quickly.
On Sunday, the lesson for the Young Women was on managing your time wisely. I prepared the lesson, but because of my lack of planning and not realizing it was the 5th Sunday, it was not my turn to teach. After feeling upset, I soon realized that I actually needed that lesson. I never learned to do that when I was young. I don't know where I was when that lesson was given!
I took notes and have started applying points from the manual. If you want you can review it here. There are 6 steps they give that help you manage your time.
Our time on this earth comes and goes so fast! I think it is important to make the most of it. There will come a time we will want it back if we were wasteful.
This is taken from The Viewpoint in the Church News, June 7, 2008:
"In an address during the April 1974 general conference, President Spencer W. Kimball read the following by an anonymous author who wrote of the priceless worth of time:
'And in my dreams I came to a beautiful building, somehow like a bank, and yet not a bank because the brass marker said, 'Time for Sale.'
'I saw a man, breathless and pale, painfully pull himself up the stairs like a sick man. I heard him say: 'The doctor told me that I was five years too late in going to see him. I will buy those five years now — and then he can save my life.'
'Then came another man; also who said to the clerk: 'When it was too late, I discovered that God had given me great capacities and endowments, and I failed to develop them. Sell me ten years so that I can be the man I would have been.'
'Then came a younger man to say: 'The company has told me that starting next month I can have a big job if I am prepared to take it. But I am not prepared. Give me two years of time so that I will be prepared to take the job next month.'
'So they came, ill, hopeless, despondent, worried, unhappy — and they left smiling, each man with a look of unutterable pleasure on his face, for he had what he so desperately needed and wanted — time.
'Then I awakened, glad that I had what those men had not, and what they could never buy — time. Time to do so many things I wanted to do, that I must do. If that morning I whistled at my work, it was because a great happiness filled my heart. For I still had time, if I used it well' (Ensign, May 1974, pp. 87-88)."
I read this last year and was so impressed with it. I don't want to be the guy on the other side saying, "If only I would have..."
Just another thing for me to work on!
The holiday season is here! I have to admit that I love this time of year, but truly it is exhausting!
We celebrated Thanksgiving here at home this year. It was the "in-law year" for Dustin's family and normally we make it to Las Vegas, but this year circumstances were different. I'm hoping to at least make it in a few months!
It was a fun day. We had my little family, Dustin's mom and dad, and his brother, Spencer. His Grandma Nelson also joined us! I made some cute little turkey place settings, but forgot to get a picture, the table was so cute! We visited a few hours and then the day was done. I will say how lucky we were to have Dustin home for the holiday! It's a luxury, I'm finding out.
Here's a picture of out cute center piece. I found everything on clearance at Wal-Mart and put it together. It only cost me around $12!I love good deals! I wish I had the turkeys, they were so cute!
I woke up at 11:30 pm Thanksgiving night to make the best of "Black Friday". Holy cow!!! Toys R Us was crazy, I never made it in the store. They were only letting about 30 people in every 20-30 minutes. I would've been there FOREVER!!
I then made my way to Old Navy to wait in line. I got there at 1:30 am. My friend Camille joined me around 2. It was nice not to wait in the cold by myself, or in the amazingly long line at Old Navy that took an hour and a half to get through. Thanks, Camille.
I finally made it home at 6:45. I was tired, but I got everything I wanted! Target, Carter's, and Children's place were a breeze compared to that Old Navy. Dustin let me sleep all I wanted. thanks, hon! I got up around 12 and got ready for the day to do some more shopping! I was tired, but I sure was in a good mood! Who wouldn't be after spending all day doing what you love to do!!!Now I'm looking forward to wrapping it all and getting the Christmas decorations up!!
And I've officially LOST IT!! How the heck am i going to get through all of this!?!?
Dustin switched to nights today. Maybe that's the matter.
That's all I can say.
Thanks for letting me vent.
PS I did find these, they helped! Goota love Hilary Weeks. She is such a funny lady!
I realize I have been slacking on my daily thanks. Trust me, I have been thankful in my heart each day. I just haven't had the opportunity to stop, gather thoughts, and then write. It's a very time consuming process.
My thanks today is expressed toward my Savior, Jesus Christ. I know my words could never do Him justice, but I would like to try.
His example was was flawless! We are commanded to be like Him. At times that seems overwhelming and impossible to me. I am more "flesh" than I would like to admit. I lack compassion, love, and kindness at times. Obedience is hard to do without whining. How am I ever going to be "like Him" ?
I know that if I try to become like Him on my own, I will never make it. I don't have to do anything alone. He suffered and gave His life, so I wouldn't be alone. He suffered ALL things: our fears, our infirmities, weaknesses, sadness, heart breaks, so He would know how to help us. I am so grateful for this.
When we feel like we have done our best, what a blessing to turn it over to Him to make up the difference. My shack will be a mansion, my pinto a corvette (although I would really like a nice suburban), my tuna casserole fillet Mignon! What a miracle!!
He did all this because He loves me and wants me back Home. When I fail to reach my potential I realize it is because I am lacking faith to use the Atonemant in my life. How sad. After all that he did why would I waste it, why would I not cease every opportunity to be better? Well, I'm working on it. I want to live my best life and that will only happen if I allow him in to make me who I need to be!!
I have recently come to understand why "thankful for my health" has made it to the top of the list.
In our stake about 8 or 9 months ago, maybe even a year, a 41 year-old woman was diagnosed with liver cancer. The prognosis was not good and she passed away last month. She left behind her husband and 5 daughters ranging in age 17- 2. Dustin was on the high council with her husband and then worked with him in Stake Young Mens. I knew her, not extremely well, but I would consider her a friend. Our daughters played together, so we would see each other outside of church.
I can't even begin to explain how my heart sank when Dustin came home and told me the bad news. I thought, "How unfair. Her baby is one. She will never have a memory of her mom. Her girls are so young!" It is then that I became extremely grateful for my own health.
How lucky I am to have a body that works properly, for the moment. I learned not to take a day for granted. I don't know when my last day on this earth will be. I must make each day count! It is important to spend the day doing what REALLY matters: loving my family, serving where I'm needed, living right.
I'm not able to say with surety that I will always have a body that is capable, but right now I do. That is why I want to live my best life today!!
Friends are so important in this life. I had the opportunity of spending the weekend with some good friends. Me, my mother-in-law (Lori), Wendy (sister-in-law), Tristan, and Camille all had a great time at Time out for Women. It was nice not to have to attend the function all by myself. I have done that before!
I am so grateful for all the friends I have made throughout my life. I remember them so well. I think some people are a little surprised that I remember them. It has been fun to reconnect with friends on Facebook. What a great thing!
I think Our Heavenly Father puts certain people in our lives at certain times to help us with what we will need. I love my friends Kellie and Kristin! They were my friends in Jr. high and high school. It was comforting to have friends who believe the same as I did. They always understood how hard being a teenager can be. While I don't keep in contact with them as much as I would love to, I know they would still do anything for me and I would do the same!
All my Utah friends I love dearly! There are so many!!! They have made being a mom a lot easier! We all understand what each other is going through! I have many close friends here. I hope they feel the same. I would do anything for all of them!
My sisters, sisters-in-law, and mom are family, but they are also my friends! I love them and I'm grateful for all they have done and still do for me!
I'm so grateful for friendship!
"Friends are God's way of taking care of us!"
"The friendship that can cease has never been real." Saint Jerome
"My best friend is one who brings out the best in me." Henry Ford
"The making of friends, who are real friends, is the best token we have of a man's success in life." Edward Everett Hale
Love you guys!!!
I would not be where I am today if it were not for my belief in and belonging to tThe Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints. For this I am grateful. I am grateful to know what I know, that I am a daughter of a loving Heavenly Father, my life here has a purpose, and I can have all that He has one day.
I lumped all the blessings of the gospel into one post. I only have fifteen days! This means today I am thankful for:
1. prayer- how lucky am I to talk to Him everyday and I know he hears me!
2. scriptures- I know these contain all that we are to do if we want to live with Him again someday!
3. temples- I am so over joyed to know if we live right here, I can be with my husband and children FOREVER, not just "til death do you part" I enjoy going monthly to remind myself why I'm here and what I should be doing.
4. a prophet- in days of old the Lord had worthy men who were his "mouthpiece" it's comforting to know that has not changed, He has not changed.
The Holy Ghost- I consider it a privilege to have a member of the Godhead with me at all times if I live right
5. the Plan of Salvation- I am happy to know where I came from, what I'm doing here, and where I'm going.
6. the sacrament- it's nice to evaluate myself every week and renew my covenants.
7. callings- I know each calling I have had has helped me in becoming who I need to be.
8.the Priesthood- glad to know that God's power is available to worthy men to help protect, lead, ad guide me
9. Service- through the church I have had many opportunities to serve others.
I'm thankful to be who I am! I know it wouldn't be possible if it weren't for the things I believe in !
I was watching KBYU this afternoon. Marvin J Ashton was giving a devotional, reminding us to be a thankful people. I got lost in what he was saying. I started realizing that at times I am not as grateful as I ought to be. I have been blessed with many things, all given to me by the hand of the Lord.
His talk motivated me to think of one thing I am truly grateful for each day. So, I thought I would share with you guys and keep track all at the same time. From now until Thanksgiving it is my goal to record one thing each day.
What I am thankful for today:
I am thankful for family. I know it sounds a little cliche, everybody is always thankful for their family. But I feel it is so appropriate for family to be #1 in our lives. The family plays a HUGE role in our becoming who we need to be.
I am thankful for parents who taught me correct principles. They led by example. My parents supported me in all I ever attempted and in the end were my biggest advocates growing up (we don't ever realize that as teenagers). I'm sure, I KNOW, I did some things they did not agree with, but they loved my anyway.
I am grateful to now have a family of my own. I have a GREAT husband. He loves me. Anything he does I know he does for our betterment. He is a WONDERFUL father. He has a strong testimony of the Gospel and i love that he is so willing to serve the Lord.
I have been blessed with 5 INCREDIBLE kids! I feel very blessed to be able to raise them. I feel a lot of the time I am learning from them. They are so obedient and always want to do the right thing. We have our moments. i have many bad mommy moments, but we work it out together and become stronger.
I am thankful for my in-laws. I hear many people complain about the family they married into, but I do not have 1 single complaint! They are loving, caring people who treat me as part of their family. I have never felt out of place... ever! When I married Dustin I gained another set of parents, 2 sets of grandparents, 3 sisters, and another brother. I love them!
The family is an inspired institution. I can not think of a better place to learn patience, forgiveness, tolerance, compassion, any virtue, you name it, you will learn it in family life. I believe this is not by coincidence! It's all part of the plan and I am thankful to be a part of it!
Neal A. Maxwell said, (I know this is long, but it's good and true)
"A good member of the Church must understand the implications of his beliefs with regard to the home. This different commitment will mean, among many things, knowing—
—that because the home is so crucial, it will be the source of our greatest failures as well as our greatest joys.
—that home is the one place we will be in that will require us to practice every major gospel principle and not just a few, as may be the case in some temporary relationships.
—that the pressures of life in a family will mean that we shall be known as we are, that our frailties will be exposed and, hopefully, we shall then work on them.
—that the love and thoughtfulness required in the home are no abstract exercise in love. They are real. It is no mere rhetoric concerning some distant human cause; it is an encounter with raw selfishness, with the need for civility and taking turns, of being hurt and yet forgiving, of being at the mercy of others’ moods and yet understanding, in part, why we sometimes inflict pain on each other.
—that family life is a constant challenge, not a periodic performance we can render on a stage quickly and run for the privacy of a “dressing room” to be alone with ourselves, for the home gives us a great chance to align our public and private behavior, to reduce the hypocrisy in our lives, to be more congruent with Christ.
Thus, to commit oneself to home and family is to do a wondrous thing. It is a high adventure. It is not a task for those who wish to run away, nor for those whose human causes are chosen because the cause is distant and makes no real demands of them. It is the same for all the basic teachings of Jesus that constitute that solitary path to salvation."
Family, it's not for the weak!!
I have to be honest and say that I thought this birthday would be terrible for me. I knew Dustin would be working this weekend. It would be my first birthday without him. On my list of things to do were: finish cleaning, catch up with laundry, run around town for Dustin trying to find the CTR pins he needed and make a salad for his stake dinner (he still has not been released from his Stake YM calling, life has been crazy). Sounds fun huh? Yeah that's why I was little bummed.
Dustin told me he planned on taking me out to dinner on Friday. I was happy that we would be able to celebrate a little, even if it was a day before my birthday.
Friday rolled around and I was getting ready. I thought of where I might want to go. I always like to try new places, but I felt like Wingers. I love chicken! I wanted to look good, so I dressed up nice. Dustin came in and said, "Hey, do you mind if I just wear a t-shirt?" I wanted to strangle him! Could he at least act like this was a special occasion!
"No, I don't care what you wear." That's all I could say. It's a dumb birthday anyway.
We all climbed in the van, my bad attitude and all. I was still mad that Dustin was in a t-shirt. Dustin's sister, Taryn, offered to watch our kids for us. It would be nice not paying for a sitter.
We made it to Taryn's and Dustin said, "Larae, will you go get Taryn? I need her help." I went, but was curiuos to what he was talking about. We hadn't brought anything! I went any way. I knocked on the door and Taryn opened the door. I heard a loud, "SURPRISE!!" I was totally shocked! All of Dustin's family was there and a few of my friends, the Cordero's and Bullough's. I couldn't believe it! It was a surprise party, for me.
I had such a good night visiting with everyone. I was so thankful. Thanks Taryn and everybody who helped! Thanks for making my bleak, pitiful birthday into a memorable one!
I'm not one for decorating up my house, but I do love the little projects my kids make. I wanted a cute something for Thanksgiving. I found a cute idea and wanted to try it out.
First go gather all your materials. You will need:
paper plate
fall colored paints
paint brush (I like the foam brushes for the kids)
fall leaves,pine cones (we went on a nature walk and found what we needed)
cute ribbon
pumpkin seeds (maybe beans will work or almonds)
buttons
glue
hot glue gun
We cut a hole out of the plate and then painted it brown. Next, glue on your leaves. After that you glue on you seeds and buttons. I then had the kids paint the seeds any fall colors they wanted. Last, we glued on the bow. I used the glue gun to glue loose items and bow.
I think they turned out really cute. I placed them on easels to display as a center piece, but I think kids would like them in their rooms too. 
I always thought it was genes, Dust and I are pretty smart, Grandmas and Grandpas are too! Then I thought it was their personalities. They are very confident, independent, speak their mind kind of kids. I believe a good mom makes a difference too. I work my butt off getting them ready for school!
Well, never mind all of that. Kate filled me in on the secret. It went like this:
Kate: "Mom, I know that cowgirls come from Texas."
Me: "Really? You're so smart. How did you get to be so smart? Is it because you have a good mom?"
Kate: "No. I watch Spongebob. He teaches me these things."
There you have it, our little secret. you want your kids to be overachievers? Just let them watch Spongebob. He'll teach them all they'll ever need to know!
Atleast she didn't say Patrick!
PS I know my kids are who they are because they were born that way. I don't want anyone thinking my head is that big! And I hate Spongebob! Do you think she knows this and that's swhy she said it? Too smart for her own britches!
a nerd, a zombie, Percy Jackson, Rambo, a vampire, a cowgirl, and a GOOD, little witch?
You get the Merritts! We all had fun dressing up this year! Too bad I was a slacker and didn't take any pictures. If I have time, I'll steal some!
(Dustin- nerd, Larae- zombie, Ryan- Percy Jackson, Aaron-Rambo, Grace- vampire, Kate- cowgirl, Becca- GOOD witch, she wouldn't be a bad one)
For the longest time I have been dropping hints to my significant other that I want a baby. For some reason he has ignored them or just flat out told me no. This has always left me a little perturbed. Why? Why can't we have another baby? It's not like it will impact us that much. Once you have three, you can have 12, right?
I realized today I can't have any more kids. Not because I physically can't, but emotionally I think I may not survive. I won't be the mom I want to be if I were to add one more little bundle of joy to the family.
I do a little home Halloween party for the kids every year, just us. As I was getting things organized for tomorrow, it took me back 10 years when my boys were all I had. We did so many fun things together. I really enjoyed being a mom back then. Not that I don't now, it's just different. My kids are all different ages, like totally different things. Stresses are different. I feel I'm pulled in a billion directions to satisfy myself and them, but I always seem to come up short. Not really accomplishing the goal I had set to begin with.
I feel a lot of sadness with this recent understanding. I always thought I'd have another boy. My boys were so much fun! Don't get me wrong I love my girls to death, but my boys were more fun to raise. Not high maintenance at all, my girls are on the far other end of the spectrum. They need my full attention and if I choose to throw a baby into the mix, they will not be getting the best of me.
It's hard to begin the move toward saying our family is complete, but I'm taking those first steps. Is it weird to call it a grieving period? That's kind of what it feels like. I'm losing the part of me that will feel the little miracle growing inside me, or see a little alien on the ultra-sound screen. Gone are the days of endless feedings, diaper changes, long hours at night, and picking out those tini-tiny out fits. (okay I know it sounds crazy to miss some of those, but I will)
So, wish me luck as I start this new journey. I'm trying to focus on what I have instead of what I don't. But it's hard.
it's OVERRATED!!
Who cares if the dog came running through the house muddy paws and all from the days snow storm? Does it really matter that you only accomplished one goal set for the day? It's not that bad that you've gained 2 lbs back, it could be all 10! And so what if you were making dessert and accidentally stuck it under the running water. Grab a paper towel and soak up the extra water, that's what they're for.
I feel a lot better when I keep things in perspective. Tomorrow's another day, plenty more to try again!
Last week as we we were getting use to the idea of Dustin graduating and preparing for this change in our lives, Heavenly Father decided to throw another curve ball our way.
We knew that our ward was due for a bishopric change and that it would be coming soon. Dustin was teased that he would be the new bishop, we just laughed it off thinking, "yeah, right!"
Well, we were half right. He isn't the new bishop, but he is now the 2nd counselor. Dustin did say he kind of had an idea that his calling would change, but he thought starting a new job might change things. He was wrong.
After the first initial shock, and a little whining, we have decided this is such a great blessing and protection for Dustin. The environment at work isn't ideal. Yes we live in UT, but unfortunately there is a lot of swearing and crude behavior in this profession. I was worried, and warned at the spouses briefing, this could come home with him. We feel by Dustin having this calling it gives him accountability and a reminder of expectations.
He will be gone A LOT! But I know we will be blessed and watched over. We live in great ward and have so many friends that we can seek help when we need it. It's just another testament to me that He knows us, is aware of us and what we need. It's very comforting!
It's official!! Dustin graduated from the academy yesterday, Oct. 21st. We are so excited for him. He is a little nervous to start a whole new career, but I know he'll do fine. Proof? How about this:
He won the Outstanding Achiever's Award for his class. To figure out who would win this award they took all their scores in EVERY category and averaged them out. He won! I'm so proud of him, but not surprised. He always excels at everything he does!
I had a spouse's course (briefing in police talk). It was helpful and informing. They just help you to understand that your spouse will change in their new profession. To be aware and educate us how to help with everything they will be experiencing. I had to laugh when they mentioned our husband's will start wanting to be in control of everything. I thought, huh? Been there done that, still doing it! Guess he was always meant to be a cop.
The kids were so proud too! I can't leave them out. Kate kept informing EVERYBODY how close it was to his graduation. She was the audible countdown. Her teacher said she would let the whole class know and was filled with uncontrollable excitement the day of.
We want to thank everyone who took time out of their busy lives to come support Dustin. So much family and many friends were there. We appreciate all of you!!
He got a little handcuff crazy. The power's already gone to his head!!!
The cake!! Thanks Corderos for making it look good!
This is Dustin's friend, Issac
All the kids shooting their guns
Doesn't he look GREAT!!
I've been wanting to get caught up on my strides toward a life without fear. However, time is so limited lately, and interruptions are unending. It doesn't quite cooperate with me.
When I decided to take the steps of changing what needs to be changed and becoming who I wanted to be, I recognized that it wouldn't happen over night. I first had to admit to myself and identify my weaknesses. And, of course, I chose to start with those simple daily annoyances, like fruit. I don't know why I chose that first. Maybe the teasing and strange looks I always got when someone found out about my dislike for it? Maybe something deeper.
I, like maybe some of you, have a tendency to let others "take the wheel." I'm pretty laid back and easy going. Happy just to be on this journey, enjoying the scenery, content watching others take opportunities to better themselves. Well, for the first time in EVER, I want to drive!
Fruit is just the tip of the iceberg!
The next thing on my list was to not be scared of creatures. The only animal I'll touch is a dog. Everything else freaks me out.
I wake up every morning at 6 to exercise with my friend. In the summer it was light. All the little worms, bugs, and their kind would be starting their routine as well. I would walk pass the same snail every morning. I could see him before I reached him, so I would make room and hurry by him. We would run/walk for about 40 min. On the way home, I would find this snail still making his way to the grass. They really are slow!
One morning I decided today would be the day I touched him. I reached down and touched his little shell and said, "Good morning, Sir Snail." And ran to meet my partner. On the way back I saw him and said, "You're almost there." I sat and watched him for a moment. Realizing it might be a little strange to see a grown woman watch a snail, I ran inside and grabbed my kids. We had never stopped to watch a snail before. They were still in their PJs, but came out anyway. We watched him for about 20 minutes. He finally made it to the grass.
As we all walked back to the house, a feeling of gratitude swept over me. I was grateful for taking the time to greet one of God's creatures and see it as He would. I was happy to take the extra time and enjoy him with my kids. We were cheering him on and were happy he made it to the grass before it got too hot. I realized critters aren't so bad.
Now I just need to work up to things of a bigger nature!
Of course we took pictures!
Grace was baptized on October 10, 2009. She was so excited. We started getting a countdown at 5 days. She would wake up and say, "Only __ days until I'm baptized." I was happy that she was so excited.
We had many family members in attendance. We missed those who weren't there, but know and understand traveling is hard (been there done that). My mom, grandma, and sisters,Robyn & Lea Ann and her 5 boys, came up from Las Vegas. Dustin's parents, and brother and sisters, Spencer, Wendy, Taryn, and Shandi and their families were there as well. Our friends Matt and Camille were there too and her church leaders!
Grace was so giggly in the font. She said she felt like she was going to float away. She only had to be "dunked" once, she did it perfect. It was neat to be there right after she was baptized. When the boys have done it, Dustin was the one to help them after. It was fun to be the one to help her and talk about her experience. I told her how lucky she was to have been baptized with her friend Courtney. They are only a day apart in age. She said the water was warm. A totally different experience for me, my water was cold!
She was showered with so many gifts! Thank you everyone. She is working on getting the thank you notes out. Just a list for us to remember:
Scriptures- Grandma Taylor
CTR necklace w/ birthstone and book- Grandpa & Grandma
money- Grandma Betty
CTR butterfly necklace- Jeff and Staci
Primary Songbook- Lea Ann & Kyle
Baptism pillowcase- Taryn & Adam
Journal- Wendy
Willow Tree figure- Matt & Camille
Baptism towel- Shauna Passey (primary teacher)
I'm so happy for her decision to get baptized. It really was her decision! She was so excited and couldn't wait to be a member of The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints! We love you Grace!
We have more pictures, but they are on Dustin's phone. I'll have to add them later. These were after she was baptized.
Today I was making brownies for the kids. They always like to help, so I let them. This time Kate and Bec were helping me. I had put everything in and Kate whispered, "Mom, what's the secret ingredient?"
I asked, "Oh, do we need one?" She nodded her head yes. So I thought for a moment and said, "Love. Love is our secret ingredient. I'm going to put some in." I started blowing kisses into the batter and said, "Would you each like to add some love to our brownies?" They giggled with excitement and began blowing kisses too.
We poured the batter into the pan and Kate said, "Mom, this is our secret. We can't let anyone know that we put love into the brownies, okay?" I agreed. I wouldn't dare spoil that surprise! I'm sure they'll be the BEST brownies ever!
Just thought you all should know that this:
does NOT equal this:
I have started another change in my life. Three weeks ago I started the HCG hormoane diet. I am almost done. I think it went really well. I had a goal to lose 15 pounds, but in the end only lost 10. I was a little bummed. I plan to work real hard and get the other 20 off.
It did instill some good habits for me. I don't eat past six and don't crave much junk anymore ( Is till crave Doritos though, melba toast just ain't cuttin' it). I didn't exercise while on this diet, so I need to get back into the habit. I was running at 6 in the morning and plan to start back up on Monday.
This was a hard change for me. I love food! Well, junk food anyway. I will say I learned that when I get stressed, I turn to my pantry for what can give me those instant "feel goods." I'm working at turning my attention to something else in moments of crisis. I'm getting better at relaxing and just really thinking about what I'm really doing, being conciuos of my choices.
I still have 2/3 of the way to go, but I'm excited for the challenge. I can almost smell the ocean from the cruiseliner.
Lately, my brain has been swirling around a few things. One has been fear.
I've been thinking of the consequences in allowing our fears to hold us back from the one thing we need the most to become better: CHANGE. This part of life is where I feel we learn the most and stretch ourselves to become better. I believe change, if good, is always beneficial.
I have been focusing on one little thing at a time, changing something in my life that needs changing. The first item on my checklist you might find a little bizarre. FRUIT. I have decided to overcome my fear of fruit. Ever since I was a little girl I have had this strange dislike for the food that comes from trees. I'm not fond of their textures and to be honest many of the flavors.
I started this in the summer. It started with one little grape. Dustin inspected it to make sure it would be a good one. I had a small gathering to witness this event in my life. My friends Camille and Maria were there, along with my husband and children. I popped the purple thing in my mouth. I squeezed it between my teeth and felt a little pop, then juice. I had a hard time getting it down. I guess it showed on my face because everybody was laughing. I got it down though!
Verdict? I am not a fan of the grape. In my opinion it tastes nothing like a grape sucker. If I want to enjoy something grape, it will be a glass of Kool-aid, grape soda, or a grape dum-dum. I will not be picking the actual fruit.
*Here is the little grape I ate. We took pictures of this occasion.
I wanted to start a new blog that follows my adventures in change, but time right now does not allow that. So, I will just try to update you on those things I have been able to accomplish. Since deciding this in June, I have eaten pineapple and apples. They are not too bad. I liked the pineapple most. If I ever ended up stranded on a deserted island and it was abundant in pineapples, I"m happy to say that I would not die of starvation. Unfortunately, I can't say the same about grapes.
I'm excited to start this new adventure in my life. I want to be able to say that I always tried my best and didn't let fear hold me back from trying anything. I want to set a good example for my kids too. Fear can be paralyzing and I don't want to live life like that.
I can't believe this month is over! It flew by. I realized this when I pulled out my Ensign to go visiting teaching yesterday. (yeah I waited to the last minute, I know) I hadn't even opened it. It was so new and pretty. I usually do really well to at least read a few articles out of it, but this month only the VT message.
I guess I shouldn't be surprised, after all we did celebrate 3 birthdays this month. CRAZY! Aaron turned 10 on the 2nd, Becca was 4 on the 13th, and Grace 8 on the 18th. I will have to post some birthday pictures.
It's not fair that they grow up so quickly. We pulled out the home videos to put them onto DVDs and I couldn't believe how little my kids were. You don't realize it when you see them everyday of their life. It made me really sad! They need to be little again so I can enjoy it more. I was so busy living life, I didn't take a minute to relax and savor those little moments. They way they eat, laugh, and talk. To hear Ryan talk when he was 4 was exciting. I guess I can look at the bright side and be thankful I have the moments on DVD. I told Dustin I like it better than pictures because you can relive the moment exactly the way it happened.
I'm going to try, try to pause and remember them this age. It goes by so fast!!
(this is where I would usually find some cute pictures and download them to my computer, but I really don't have the time right now. I know, I know)
My daughter, Becca, has a knack for saying what is exactly on her mind. I guess I was being a little too ornery the other day. She was getting in trouble all day long and I had run out of patience. I yelled something at her, I don't recall what it was. It made her sad enough that she turned to me with a big frown and tears in her eyes and she blurted out, "Mom, we need to get rid of you! You're not a nice mom!"
Yeah, I felt horrible, but she was being really naughty. I know I didn't say anything terrible to her, but I felt bad that her feelings were hurt. I think the saddest part is if I really don't remember why she got in trouble in the first place, was it really that big of deal?
So, I'm working on it. I'm trying to be a little more kind and careful of what I say. I'm thankful for a little 4 year old who taught me that!
There is nothing like watching 4 and 5 year olds playing the american past time of baseball! Kate and Becca are having a blast! At times the dirt is more interesting, but they are getting better at paying attention to the batter and the ball. It is fun to watch all the kids hoard after the ball, the one victorious emerging from the pile doing a dance because he/she got it. They are so happy they forget to throw it to first base.
While my girls are the only girls on the team, they are accepted by the boys and have made little t-ball buddies. It is fun to see them learn and grow in different ways. They are learning sportsmaship and how to have fun. They have some very patient coaches. Becca walked up to one of them and said. "Gangstas are bad." (they do look a little gangterish, after all we are on the west side) They lauged and thought she was funny. I was a little scared as to what they thought these VERY white folks teach their kids at home. So, she has learned when it is appropraite to share information with others. Fun times! Go Mets!!!
just a busy mom. Since Dustin got on with Sandy and started the academy, life has been CRAZY. My life is so full of stress. I have gained 10 lbs as proof! Dustin has lost 11! I guess he thought I could use them!!! I'm workin' at getting them off, but they like where they are at.
I started watching Dustin's sister's 2 kids to help with the pay cut. The kids are all off track right now, so on a given day I have 9 rowdy, full of energy kids running around. Luckily they all get alnog, for the most part. Everyone has their days, Becca more than anyone. I think she's feeling a little lost in the chaos, just like her mom!
I have so much I would love to blog about, but lack the time. Hopefully life will get back to normal. October 5th all the older kids go back to school.
Any ideas how to hit my goal of losing 30 lbs? I think the stress is sinking me. I want to take a cruise in May, but the deal was that I lose my 30 lbs ( I made the deal with Dust, he's not demanding I lose the weight, better clarify that). I need ideas!
that they once were inseparable and REALLY liked each other.
They all have their own beds. I don't know why they choose to squish all together. I guess I'm weird, I like my space!!
(do you notice the wall paper in the girl's room? Becca had a tearing fest. That and one corner is all that's left of the blue-check wall paper. Looks like another project for Dustin)
I'm sure you all can recall a family that was TROUBLE during church. You know, the ones with LOUD, DISRESPECTFUL, UNRULY children. I felt that was my family today.
In sacrament meeting Becca was so loud. She started 5 minutes before church did. We have the same rule every week. They can pull out coloring books and activities, but only after the deacons have been excused to sit with their families. She decided she couldn't wait that long. She got the books anyway. She found the crayons and started coloring. I tried reasoning with her, but she won. She kept coloring and singing. Not to mention the chomping fest her and Kate were having with the gum in their mouths.
Dustin and I were sitting in Gospel Doctrine when the door opened. It was Kate and her primary teacher. She was holding Kate and her shoes. She looked like I do sometimes. Her face was saying, "Help me!" Apparently Kate thought the floor was more inviting than the chairs today. She was doing somersaults across the floor and wouldn't listen when told to get back in her chair. I guess the teacher picked her up and Kate didn't like it, so she hit her!
As I was looking for Dustin between Priesthood and Relief Society, I happened upon Ryan's class. The door was opened and I peeked in. I found that he was being a little trouble maker. He had kicked another kid (the other kid kicked first, I guess)and had talked during the teacher's whole lesson. I was mortified! He knows better.
I walked back to the RS room and couldn't believe the day I was having. My kids were being so bad! I wanted to crawl in a hole and not come out.
When we got home, Kate went to her bed immediately and we had a talk with Ryan. His punishment was to spend 1 hour in his room preparing a lesson. After he was done, he was to come upstairs and give US the lesson. We talked all the way through it. He gave us our assignments and all of us looked at him and said, "Huh? I wasn't listening. What am I supposed to do? Read it again." This frustrated him even more and he started crying. We think he got our point of how disrespectful it is to talk during a lesson and be a distraction. Teachers work hard to prepare and we should listen. Later after dinner, he gave it again and we listen and participated this time. (Is it cheating to count this as FHE? Well, I am)
I was feeling really frustrated with my kids today. I know I have good kids, but why do they choose to be disrespectful at times? I have taught them different. Sometimes their little personalities are way too strong for my liking.
On August 15th Dustin's dad was able to receive his endowment in the Jordan River Temple! It was such a nice session. It was nice to be able to witness this important occasion. I am so happy for him and his family. Dustin's birthday was the following day. He got a few gifts, but I think was the best birthday gift of all!
On September 9th, their 37th wedding anniversary, they will be sealed for time and all eternity!
Through the summer I have had my older kids enrolled in swimming. I realized when my 11 year-old couldn't swim and would be expected to in scouts, it was time to let go of my maternal fear inside and let them do it. They all started out at level 1. Ryan and Aaron are level 4 swimmers and Grace is at 3b.
It was a test for me to sit and watch my kids learn to swim! I was never afraid of the water, but once I had children a sense of panic struck me anytime my kids stepped near water! (it happens with so many other things too, what is this crazy thing? I would really like to know) Watching them tread water and go off the diving board were torture for me. I was shaking the first time and had to turn away. The next time I told myself I was being ridiculous and forced myself to calm down and watch.
Grace struggled in 3a. The fear of going in 12ft really stopped her progression. They had the sweetest teacher and he worked and worked with her. He even gave her a couple of private lessons free of charge to help out. She finally did get in the deep water! We were so proud of her! The boys were naturals! Ryan still has a hard time kicking, but Aaron is a fish.
We are done until next summer! We do have a rec membership, so they will get lots of practice all year long in the indoor pools. Yeah for me to have to get in a swimming suit in the winter! (can you sense my sarcasm?)
This morning me, Dustin, Ryan, and Aaron had the privilege of taking part in the dedication of the Oquirrh Mountain Utah Temple. What a neat experience! I was really excited to have my boys be part of it.
We were not able to be in the actual Temple. Way too many members in UT! They broadcast it to our stake centers, they become an extension of the Temple. I was a little bummed at first, I thought it might not be as neat, boy was I wrong. It just goes to show that a Holy Place can be anywhere where the followers of our Savior gather.
This was my 2nd Temple dedication. When I was 12, I was able to take part in the dedication of the Las Vegas Temple. Although I don't recall much of it, I do remember sitting with my family in a sealing room (I think, mom help me out) and catching a glimpse of men in white walking by and waving at me. I had turned around at the right moment to see them. I said, "Mom, Dad I saw the prophet and he waved at me!" The prophet would have been Ezra Taft Benson, but he did not dedicate the Temple, Gordon B. Hinckley did, I really don't know who it was that waved at me all I remember was the feeling that those were important men and they waved at me. I still feel it was a tender mercy because I turned at the right time and everybody else missed it, a testimony building experience just for me! I believe the Church keep the Dedicatory prayers on record, it would be neat to go back and read it.
At the Oquirrh Temple we had quite a few speakers, I wish I would have written them down. Sister Liffer(sp?) spoke. She is the General Primary Pres, I think (bad, I know, wish I would have written this stuff down) she talked of learning to listen to those things that matter. Then two men of the Seventy spoke. I really enjoyed their talks. An don't be surprised I can't remember their names, I think the second was Spencer V. Jones. Elder David A. Bednar was next. He compared the contrasts of the world and the Temple. In a world of confusion we can find the exact opposite in the House of the Lord. Pres. Uchtdorf spoke of the pioneer heritage of this part of the valley. Bingham Canyon is not far from this Temple and it was settled by the Binghams. I had never heard their story, so it was neat to hear. They witnessed life in Kirkland, Nauvoo, and Salt Lake. He and his brother discovered ore in Bingham canyon, but were counseled by Brigham Young not to mine. They didn't, they were obedient. It is now the site of the world's largest copper mine. They never saw ant money from the mine, but they are blessed much more in Heaven I'm sure.
Pres. Monson offered the dedicatory prayer. Though it was long, I was able to pay attention. I took comfort as he asked for blessings to be upon those who enter it. That will be me! He also asked to bless those who took part in the open house. I had deep feeling of gratitude because I was one of those people. I t will be neat to be able to read it again.
I just wanted to write down my feelings I experienced to day. The Spirit was overwhelming! I was thankful to be a part of it. For family night I plan on having all of us journal about our experience with the open house and for the boys the dedication. I think it will be neat to have those on record. I just hope it's not too late.
I have had the busiest month ever! I wish I had time to fill you all in, but I don't. I will try to update this soon! Why is it that a mother's work is never done? I need a break! I plan on going to Time Out for Women next month! I so desperately need a time out!
One of the cons of having year-round school is the short summer breaks. Don't get me wrong I absolutely L.O.V.E them, but I feel like they never got a true break from school.
I planned to do LOTS of fun things during their time off, and we did, but not as much as I wanted. We spent the time mostly going swimming. I decided this year to forget how I looked in a swimming suit and just enjoy time with my kids. I got a membership for our rec center and we spent a lot of days at the pool. And on the bright side, I did get a pretty good tan, even my legs are dark again! Almost as dark as they were in Vegas! Impressed? Me too!
I attempted some projects, but all they wanted to do was play with each other. Rather than hearing them complain the whole time, I decided to let them play. We did manage to get half a paper mache project done. And they invented their own game. Oh well.
Last week my kids started back to school. Ryan is now in 6Th grade, Aaron is in 4Th, Grace in 2ND, and my little Kate started kindergarten! I can't believe it! I have Becca home during the afternoon. She is not alone, I have started watching Dustin's sister's kids, Malori and Noah. She enjoys the company. I enjoy it because it keeps her entertained.
We were put on one of the worst tracks this year. Boo! I have begun to feel it is a blessing in disguise, however. My kids have really good teachers. We came back to our neighborhood school for Ryan. He will not continue on in the ALPS program because Jr. high is in River ton. There is no way I will be able to transport him everyday! We came back a year early so he could make friends before Jr. high. The teacher that he has, he LOVES! He is preparing them well for next year. He also has kids in his class that will also be in the accelerated classes next year. A true blessing for him. It is a big change though. He is having a hard time concentrating because kids choose to goof off and swear. I told him he needs to learn to work inspite of it. There will be those type of people the rest of his life. A good life learning opportunity for him!
I'm excited for the new adventures that await my kids this year. It seemed to be a rough start, especially getting the track that was my last choice, but we all decided to change our attitudes and look for the positive. You can't always have it your way, unless you're at Burger King. Change is always good!
