Merritt Memories

Changes Coming Our Way.

2012-01-22T18:52:00.000-08:00

Remember that job I told you about not long ago? I turned it down. Yeah, well, I am now employed by that daycare. I start Feb 1st. I think it's funny how things work out sometimes.

I was offered that job a month ago. I turned it down because the hours weren't right and I really didn't want to leave home. I like it here. But sometimes circumstances change. Earlier this week my sister-in-law told me she was moving. She would no longer be able to bring her kids. I needed a job.

I called my old boss back. I was in a pinch. I asked if by some miracle that position was still open. She informed me it wasn't. My heart sank a little. However, she told me that another position had just opened up. It was in the kindergarten room. The hours would be from 9 am - 1 pm. The hours are perfect, but I really wanted to teach preschool. I would have to take it, so I did.

I went in this week to get all that I needed to get done to work there. We were talking and she said that it was good thing she had called me about the other job. You bet it was! I wasn't even thinking about getting in the work field again, but I also wasn't expecting this.

The more I think about it, I get excited. It's been 10 years since my kids have had their house to themselves. I think it's time. I will be able to put in my 4 hrs of work and be done. Work will stay at work and will not be a stress to my kids. Don't get me wrong, I have always watched good kids, but there were sacrifices my kids had to make daily. Sometimes it wasn't easy for them. Their home, their bedrooms, their toys were never theirs. I think it has been good for their sharing skills, but I know sometimes they would act out just because they were feeling the stress of it all. So, I think this will be a good change for our family.

I'm a little nervous. Having a boss will be weird, but I'll adjust. Change is good for you.

2012-01-21T19:30:00.000-08:00

Dustin has gone back on graves. Oh how we really don't like this shift in our house! It beats swings though.

We have had to adjust to him being gone at night and being quiet in the day. No family should have to endure that! But we are willing because he gets to do a job that he loves. And having a happy dad is worth lots!

One bright side is all the afternoon time we get with him. The boys have loved going to the church in the afternoon to practice basketball. While they are practicing, the girls are wearing themselves out playing line-tag. I do laps in the gym. We are all getting our exercise in and having family fun time!

Dustin is hoping to tryout for the Motors this spring. Hope he gets it! Not only will he be able to ride a motorcycle, which he loves, but he will work 4 10s and no weekends or holidays! It was yucky that he had to work this Christmas! I would like to not repeat it.

He is still on SWAT. He has some interesting stories to tell all the time. I have decided criminals are not so bright!

I know his job is dangerous, but he loves it so much. It's great seeing him so happy! And the uniform doesn't hurt either ! :)

I Believe Aliens Have My Daughter

2012-01-20T20:15:00.000-08:00

All my children are obedient. They have their moments, but all-in-all they do as they are asked. Our daughter, Rebecca, has always done well. She is happy to please. She loves to see the smile on your face.

Well,lately, this has taken a 180* turn. I find myself having to ask atleast 50 times- probably not 50, but it feels like that in the moment- before she even acknowledges me. Then it will be another 10 before she does it! And ONLY after I have raised my voice and threatened heavily! What is it? I would really like to remedy this issue. I know I had this a little with the others, but she is stuck in some stage, or something.

To Whom it may Concern:

If you have taken my obedient, well behaved, pleasant child, will you please return her? No questions asked. Just drop her off, or beam her down, and walk away. Oh, but don't forget to take the imposter with you. I would greatly appreciate it.

Sincerely,

Mother of the Merrit Household

Inner Child

2012-01-19T18:38:00.001-08:00

We were watching television and a narrator came on and started talking about parents' inner child.

"Moms don't have an inner child." I turned around to see who had just said that. It was Kate!

"What does that mean?" I asked, a little defensive. "Do you know what that means?"

"Yeah. It means that they do crazy, fun things. Dads have inner child. Like when he throws us or tickles us. That's inner child."

Oh. She knows. It made me a little sad. So I'm happy to report that the next day Kate received a piggy back ride and joined me in a joy dance. Just trying to show my inner child. And I'll make it a point to do it more often!

If Curiosity Killed the Cat...

2012-01-18T19:56:00.000-08:00

where would that leave Grace?

Grace is my most observant child. Along with that, inquisitive. She always has a billion questions for me. Sometimes it's a little (a lot, I'll admit) overbearing. I guess it frustrates me because I don't have the answers, or sometimes I wonder why she cares. Is that bad? I know I need to be more patient.

The other day she asked me, "Mom, why is your hair in a ponytail?" I gave a weird face. This was a moment I was wondering why she cared. "Mom, you've never worn a ponytail before." I was still trying to answer her first question.

"Grace, I used to wear ponytails all the time. My hair is long enough to pull back now."

"Oh," is all she said. She had this look though. It seemed to be saying I was too old for a ponytail.

Today I was talking to one of my friends outside. I came in and she asked, "Mom, why are you smiling?"

"Oh, because I was talking to my friend."

"Mom, when you talk to your other friends you never smile." Sigh.

"So when I'm with this friend and this friend, you never see me smile?" What was she thinking?

"Yeah, you do, but it's different."

"Oh," was all I could say.

Her observations make me really think of how my children view me. Maybe I'm too seriuos. It would be interesting to live a day through their eyes. Especially Grace's! Maybe then I could really understand her curiosity!!

Aaron's 12th

2012-01-17T22:41:00.000-08:00

I told you we would eventually have Aaron's 12th Birthday party. We had it four months late, but better late than never, right? Well, atleast Aaron didn't mind.

He got a few of his friends together and decided he wanted to go to Fun 'n' Motion. They had a lot of fun plying Laser tag, Laser Maze, and in the bounce houses. I just sat and supervised.
It was hard for him to pick which friends to come. He invited Kamri, Allen, and Jakob. Kamri and Allen he has known since he was very little. Him and Jakob have become friends this year. I'm sure he would have wanted all his friends to be there, but it was noce just having a small party.

Another young man in the house. It makes for lots of new experiences! Happy Birthday, Aaron! I love you!!

Kamri showed off her craftiness. Look how cute this tie is. She also made him a wallet (filled with money) and a key chain. All from duct tape! He received money from Allen and a really cool glow-in-the-dark basketball hoop from Jakob - it has supplied my children with non-stop, in the dark fun! Thanks guys for coming and celebrating Aaron!

14 and Growing

2012-01-16T20:56:00.000-08:00

Ryan turned 14 the beginning of this month. Unless you have a 14 year-old, you may not understand. This age has kind of freaked me out!

We went to a fireside last night . It was the Trek Kick Off. Yep. My son is going on Trek this year. And guess what? Dustin and I get to go with him. At first we were to be a Ma and Pa, but Dustin got his new calling and they want him to go to all the families and get to know all the young men. This left me wondering what I would be doing. I'm still wondering. They say I'm still going. I will serve anywhere. I just want to be with my husband and son who have never experienced Trek before!

Ryan says he doesn't want to go. That made me sad. I asked why. He said it was because they were requiring the youth to dress the part. That means pioneer attire. He doesn't want to be wearing khakis in the middle of July. I can understand that. I was wearing jeans in the Nevada desert on my Trek. We talked about attitude- we talk about that a lot lately. Hopefully he warms up to the idea. But, he's still going. He'll thank me later.

Having young men in the house has really changed the dymnamic of our house. I guess not the house, just our parent-child relationship. It's hard to figure out. Sometimes I wonder if it will click. I always told myself I would enjoy when my kids are bigger, I enjoy it. It's just different than I imagined.

Ryan is a good kid. He is trying so hard to be himself. He's still trying to figure it out. I know once he knows who he wants to be, no stopping him! I'm excited for his future.

Daily Posts

2012-01-10T20:06:00.000-08:00

I want to try to do better on my blog this year. I count this as my jounal. A family journal. My goal is to print off each year and it will be our family story. I'm not very consistant of giving everyone equal time. The girls are home so much more (and like to get pictures taken) so they get more stories told. I was trying to think of a way to get my boys on here more. I decided that I would assign each member of our family a day of the week. I will tell what they have been doing and make sure to write what struggles, changes, or anything of that nature, is going on in their life. I figure if I do this, we will have an accurate account of our family life. I plan for the schedule to go like this:

Monday- Ryan
Tuesday- Aaron
Wednesday- Garce
Thursady- Kate
Friday- Becca
Saturday- Dustin
Sunday- Me and any family news

Hopefuly this gets me motivated!

Abundant in 2012

2012-01-05T12:49:00.000-08:00

Last year I chose a word to focus on instead of a list of goals. I made sure that it would incorporate all that I wanted to achieve though. That word was Creator. It was to remind me that I was the creator of my circumstances. I felt it worked well. I have done well in 2011, although I know I could have done better. I forgive myself and will just try again.

This year I chose:

Abundant

I was given this word from this article in the Jan 2012 Ensign (go ahead and read it). It was written by our prophet, Thomas S Monson.

This year I am seeking the abundant life he mentioned, "...abundance in success, goodness, and blessings..."

This year we are also studying the Book of Mormon, my favorite!! I love this book. Everytime I read it, I love it more and more. I feel it ties in well with my word. The whole theme through the Book of Mormon is:

Keep the Commandments = Prosper.

That's it. I know we could say alot of fancy, deep things, but what the ancient prophets were trying to tell us is that if we would just do what the Lord asks and expects of us, we would "prosper in the land." We would achieve the abundant life.

I'm so excited. I feel this is going to be a great year, a lot of growth in store. And I say, "Bring it!"

Feeling Wanted

2011-12-14T11:54:00.000-08:00

Every stay-at-home mom has those days (maybe longer) when you just don't feel as though you matter, make a difference, or even count sometimes (if you never do, please don't tell me). The monotony sometimes swallows me up and I assume I'm trapped, stuck, forever in it.

Last week I received a phone call from a former employer. When I was 19, I worked for a daycare. I was the preschool teacher and I loved it! The kids were always so happy to be there, most of the time. The daycare was located in a lower-income area. Some of the kids' needs were not met as well as they should have been. I remember sitting and brushing their hair getting them ready for the day. On a number of occasions I would end up driving some home for the mom. I cared about these kids! Anyway, back to my story...

She called me wondering If I would consider coming back for half a day, 8-12. I was flattered by the offer but quickly came up with reasons why I couldn't. She said she understood, but would love if I came to see what she has done with the center and chat with her a while. I agreed.

When I arrived, I couldn't believe how much had changed. She had greatly improved the facility and as I walked around I was thinking how great it was for the kids. We went into her office and talked. She told me how great she thought I would be. She had remembered that I loved teaching. She was right, I did love teaching. She told me the pay would be about $800/mo. Who couldn't use an extra $800? She also would allow me to bring my daughter and my nephew& niece, who I already watch, free of charge. Very tempting.

I told her I would give it a lot of thought and talk it over with my husband, gave her a hug, and left.

Dustin and I tossed the idea around all weekend long. We thought how nice the extra money would be, if his sister didn't mind. We could probably afford to build the house we've been hoping for. We started getting a little excited. Then reality set in.

Having a job would be more demanding of my time. It would also take me from home. Even though the kids would be with me, they wouldn't have my full attention. I would have to give up my gym in the morning. I would have somebody telling me what to do. My schedule would no longer be flexible to my liking. The list went on and on. I was now confused.

I prayed to know. Nothing. What does that mean? Prayed some more and still the same feeling. Now I'm even more confused and a little frustrated. "What should I do?" That's the thought that kept nagging at me all weekend long.

Sunday night, after all family had left, Dustin and I were able to talk about it again. Monday came. She needed her answer today. I was still going crazy. I hadn't talked to Dustin's sister, or the mom of the baby I watch part time. I really didn't know what to do.

I have always planned on working when my kids were older, not because I would have too, but because I enjoy it. I couldn't think of a better part time job to have when I start school. It would be so nice and I know they would be flexible. I needed to clear my head, so I went to the gym.

When I got back, I asked Dustin what he thought. He said this, (I will never forget it):

"Larae, it's funny. While you were gone I missed you. Then I started thinking about you having to be gone everyday. I love it when you are here. It's nice."

That was all I needed. I called her and said, "Not this time, but maybe in the future."

One day I would like to find myself in the workforce again, but the feeling of being wanted and needed in my home out weighs everything!

A New Calling and Family Memories

2011-12-13T18:43:00.000-08:00

The busyness of last week is still fresh in my mind and I don't want to forget any of it.

On the 4th we were called into our Stake President's office. Dustin was extended a new calling. We were both shocked! We were very comfortable with him as our ward's Young Men's Secratary. The perfect calling to fit his sometimes crazy schedule and it allowed him to be home.

By Tuesday everything had sunk in. Our week was going better. Wednesday came and then Thursday. We went to dinner and did temple sealings with our good friends the Kimballs. They are always fun and we love catching up.

Friday, I was excited! My family was coming into town for the mission farewell of my niece and nephew. My mom and sister, Robyn, stayed with me Friday night. We attended our annual ward Christmas party. Robyn really enjoyed a guitar solo of Jingle Bells. After it was over, she leaned in and said, "Larae, did you hear what he put in at the end?" I told her I didn't catch it. She said, " He played: Jingle Bells, Batman smells. Robin laid an egg." She thought he was so clever. It was my chuckle for the day.

Saturday I took Robyn shopping for Christmas. We went to Seagull Book. She loves to read LDS fiction. My mom came with us. Later that night we all met at Temple Square to see the lights. I wish I had remembered to pack my camera.

You would have gotten a laugh out of our group. There were 30+ 0f us trying to wander through the huge crowds with a wheelchair. Many times we had to wait for others to catch up. Eventually we all decided we had seen enough and went back to my van for hot chocolate and donuts. I will say that was the best part.

Sunday we all woke up to get ready for the farewell. Dustin and I snuck into our ward so he could be sustained as the new Stake Young Men's President. No more gliding by for us. He will be busy and it will require A LOT of his time, but we're up for the challenge.

We were all ready by noon and headed up to Kaysville, UT. Sydnee and Trevor gave excellent talks on the scripture, John 14:15, "If ye love me, keep my commandments." They are so ready and will serve the Lord well.

I was sad to see my family go. It always breaks my heart to say goodbye. It's hard living so far away. However, I am grateful. Because we don't see eachother everyday, each moment we share is not taken for granted. I am thankful for all the memories we make together.

Our week kept us on out toes for sure, but I wouldn't have it any other way!

A Time for Thanksgiving

2011-12-03T08:41:00.000-08:00

Autumn is my favorite time of the year. I love to wear sweaters, boots, and jackets. But, I also love Thanksgiving. I've always wanted a neat tradition for this holiday, but have always struckout. Most retailers skip this holiday, so not much out there for it.

A couple months ago my sister-in-law, Wendy, called me and asked if I wanted to make a "Blessings Jar." I had never heard of this. She expalined it to me. This is a Blessings Jar:

During the whole month of November you place this jar anywhere you want. At a specific time, or whenever, each day you write something you are thankful for. You do this until Thanksgiving. On Thanksgiving Day, you open it up and read the blessings. Simple.

I was excited to try this. With Wendy's help, I made my jar. I chose to place it at our kitchen table. And every night at dinner, we each took a turn to write something we are grateful for. My kids looked forward to it and did it without being reminded. On Thanksgiving we popped it open. Here are some of the things our family was grateful for:

- family: brothers, sisters, parents, cousins, grandmas, and grandpas, aunts and uncles
- our children
Ryan's good example, Aaron's willingness to help, Grace's sweetness, Ktes's happy smile, and Becca's energy
- our dog, Ace
- firends
- teachers
- an education
- church
- school
- the scriptures
- the temple
- Jesus
- a prophet
- faith
- shoes
- food
- the Earth
- cars
- bugs
- our house
- our bedrooms
- toys
- TV (it had to be said)

I'm thankful for the opportunity to have done this. It was a nice addition to our Thanksgiving.

This year we were able to have dinner at our house. We were lucky to celebrate with Dustin's parents and his brother, Spencer, and his wife, Ally. Grandma Nelson, Dustin's grandma, also joined the fun. We tried something new to the turkey, we fried it! Oh my goodness. It was YUMMY!! We were all stuffed to the core!! Good food. Good company. What more could you ask for?

15 years

2011-11-30T10:49:00.000-08:00

On November 16th I celebrated 15 years of marriage. I am so grateful for my marriage to Dustin. It has been a happy marriage. We have had our trials for sure and I'm sure I wasn't happy going through them, but I am thankful for them and who they have helped me to become.

I have learned a great deal being married to Dustin. I have said before how different we are. But his strengths are clearly my weaknesses. My strengths fill in the gaps where he is lacking. I feel this is what marriage is truly about. You work together to make eachother better and happy. It takes lots of work, dilligence, and a willing to sacrafice. The rewards in the end are worth it. If you do it right, you are better for loving eachother.

I am so thankful for the children that have blessed our home. They each carry a little piece of Dustin and I. It is fun to watch those traits appear (most of the time). Because of them Dustin and I work harder to make things work. We talk about the things we will do after they are gone, but it makes us sad to even think of it. So for now we will enjoy the time we have with them.

This year's celebration I will always remember. We had a horrible experience at dinner, but we laughed all the way through it. We were also able to slip away for the night to the Salt Lake City Marriot. It snowed during the night. We watched from the 10th floor as people ice skated below in the falling snow. We talked about living downtown. I felt it would be an adventure. He wasn't fond of the idea. He gave me beautiful flowers and wrote me the sweetest, cry-my-eyes- out letter.

I love you Dustin and I look forward to many more happy, hard working years together. As long as it is that way, I think we will always appreciate what we have worked for.

35

2011-11-26T17:46:00.000-08:00

This month I turned 35. I'll be honest, I was scared. I could no longer round down to thirty. I now had to round up. That made me closer to forty. YIKES!!

When Dustin and I were new in our ward, I was 23 and he was 25. We were the young bucks. I remember going to dinner with some friends and they were talking about turning 35. I was thinking in my head, " Oh my gosh. That's so old!" I couldn't even imagine 35. I was trying to think of the things I might be doing, but I couldn't! It seemed so very far away.

Well, here it is. I'm totally there. And I'm okay. My body, at times, feels its age, but mostly I feel as if I"m still in my 20s. And when people ask me my age and the age of my children, I tell them. They always respond with absolute shock and a, " You don't even look that old!"

Inside my head I give a little chuckle and mutter, "Just you wait. You'll be here sooner than you think!"

It comes so fast!!! I just hope to keep out running it (with the help of my dear friend, Oil of Olay, that is)!

October is over.

2011-11-17T13:46:00.000-08:00

This month seemed to scream by. I hate it when that happens because I feel like I never really enjoyed that time. Don't get me wrong, I try to find happiness in each moment, but it seems life quickly, and abruptly, carries me to the next moment, never getting a chance to exhale and relish in what just happened. Is it just me?

Well, anyway here are some of the things we did in October:

October 8th, I ran in my first ever race. A few friends and I had been running and getting ourselves ready for the 6K (3.72 mi) run. It was fun "training" -totally can't say I trained because it almost sounds like I'm professional or something, which I'm not - and I really enjoyed being with friends.

me before

we're a little excited, can you tell?

Every fall the ladies in Dustin's family get together and celebrate fall birthdays. It's kind of nice because we are all in October, November, and May. So, in spring we celebrate May birthdays. We had lunch at Gardner Village. Yummy!

G Nelson, Wendy, Lori, Taryn, Shandi, Ally, and me

We had fun getting ready for Halloween. I let the kids pick what they wanted to be this year. Normally I try to convince them to pick something we already have. But it was fun to shop with them and have them pick out what they wanted to really be. It took a whole lot more work too, but that's okay.

Aaron was a SWAT member (preteens don't like their pictures taken, just so you know)

Grace was a millionaire

Kate was Hermione Granger

Becca was a cheerleader, she learned a cheer and everything!

Ryan was nothing. He's 8th grade now.

We had our annual FHE pumpkin picking night too. That was fun. We only ever pick two pumpkins, one for the boys and one for the girls. This year they did them all by themselves. And I'm pleased to report I took pictures of picking the pumpkins out, but not any of the final product, terrible mom! Afterward we went to A&W and slurped up some root beer floats.

root beer fun

After typing this up it doesn't seem we were all that busy. I think a lot of the busyness came from the kids being off-track all month long and Dustin working like crazy. Whatever it was, I hope it slows down so I can really enjoy the next upcoming holidays... A girl can dream anyway,right?

Off Track Chaos

2011-10-11T21:52:00.000-07:00

When my kids are off track, things are interesting. And hard. I don't want anyone to think that I don't enjoy having my children around because I do. They make life, like I said, interesting. In one day I will have nagged, plead, screamed, cried... and ironically laughed. Did I say in one day? Oh. Well, I meant one hour. Then it repeats over and over during the day.

Trying to keep kids entertained is hard work. It gets trickier the older I get, the older my kids get. I can't even begin to count how many times I hear, "Mom, I'm bored. What can I do?"

I think to myself, "How can you be bored? You're a kid. I don't remember being bored as a kid." But what I really say is, "Well, what would you like to do?"

They follow it up with the old famous, "I don't know."

Can I just tell you how much I hate that phrase? It accompanies EVERYTHING!

"Who made this mess?"

"I don't know."

"Why did you do that?"

"I don't know."

"Who got this out?"

"I don't know."

"What do you want to do?"

"I don't know."

I HATE IT!

So in order to avoid this, when we are off track, I try to plan a few activities. We'll go to the park, the library, and a movie if they are really good. If I were a really good mom, I'd make them read or something, but I don't like it, so why would I make them do something like that. I guess they could practice math and stuff, but they really don't want to and I really don't feel like starting an argument or tantrum.

You can understand my astonishment when the whole house was quiet. Not a sound. I came downstairs and found that my kids had gotten an empty box and made this:

They thought of it all themselves. They saw the box just sitting there and used their little imaginations to create something. And most importantly, they found something to do! On their own. My heart was screaming, "YAY!!"

Aaron and Grace were the designers. Kate, Becca, and their cousin, Noah, benefited from their artistic abilities. Aaron even wrote a little play that they performed for me.

I love it when they use their own creativity. And I LOVE, LOVE, LOVE it when I don't have to do the thinking!!

*Thanks Aunt Alissa for the game that came in the box. Because of that we had a really fun game to play and an empty box lying around.

Priesthood Session

2011-10-10T08:50:00.000-07:00

All my boys were able to attend the General Priesthood Session of Conference this year. I can't believe how old my boys are getting!

This is the conversation as I was trying to take a picture:

Me: "Boys, stand here and wait for Dad."
Ryan:" Mom! Do we really have to take a picture?"
Aaron: "Just wait and see. Dad won't let her take one."

Dustin walks outside.

Boys: "Dad, Mom wants us to take a picture." (most whiniest voice possible)
Dustin: "Boys turn around and humor your mother."

And I got my picture!

A Slumber Party With 10 year-olds

2011-09-26T21:30:00.000-07:00

Grace turned ten!

I promised her 2 years ago when she turned 10, she could finally have a slumber party. She never forgot that promise. She was so excited! That excitement faded, however, as one by one each mother called to let me know their family doesn't do sleepovers. After a little talking too, she was happy again. We made the most of her late night birthday party, and 2 girls were allowed to stay the night. That made her happy!

sleeping bag race

making a wish

Grace is turning into such a beautiful young lady. She is such a big help around the house and with her sisters. I am amazed at her ability to be obedient. She is ten and never misses a night reading her scriptures and having her personal prayers. I can ask her to do something and she does it. She reminds me so much of her dad. She is very dependable and responsible. I am so grateful for her!

Happy Birthday, Grace!

September

2011-09-18T19:03:00.000-07:00

The month of September always sneaks up on me. I'm sure it's because of the summer rush. I'm always happy to see it, September that is, though it brings with it more busyness in the Merritt household.

In this month we celebrate 3 birthdays. Not 1, not 2, but 3!!! If I was a mom who threw my kids a friend birthday party every year, holy cow! No time, no money. Good thing I'm not that mom. It's not because I don't want to. If I had the means, and let's be honest, the ENERGY, I totally would. After recovering from school shopping, the idea of throwing a huge birthday party with screaming, wound-up kids doesn't thrill me. So, I do it every other year. And I like that.

This year was an off year for Becca. She was so sad not being able to have a friend party, so we did this to cheer her up:

Her own personal photo shoot. Who doesn't like feeling like a super model? And it was fun!

She chose to bring cookies for her class to celebrate. Sugar cookies in the shape of apples with red sprinkles.

Her Grandma Lori took her to dinner. She chose "circle pizza" at the Target concession stand, that's what she wanted. Oh, an she had a Slurpee. She had to have a Slurpee! After eating, they went to pick her gift, Squinkies and a handbag she gets to color and decorate herself. She's finished it. It's "gorgeous".

From Aunt Taryn and Aunt Shandi she received a gift card and money. We have another shopping trip planned this week.

From Mom and Dad she got a scooter. She picked it out. And we still have yet to have cake and ice cream, but we will. Birthdays last all month long around here.

*Grace and Aaron were born in this month too. Their birthday updates will follow. We are still planning their friend parties. We're late, but that's how we roll when September comes around.

The Not Bummer Summer

2011-09-08T00:55:00.000-07:00

My kids are in year-round school. This has its advantages, but definitely comes with some disadvantages. One {dis}advantage is the short summers. We have three weeks before the next school year starts.

I try to cram a lot into those weeks, hoping it's a successful summer. My plan usually includes two outings a week and then lots of park days. Our park days were few because of the crazy weather pattern this year. Our Summer actually felt like Spring. It would've been really nice if it had not been for the amount of rain we got. I'm not complaining, I know others were lacking in water, but when you're trying to fill the {long} days of Summer, it can be a little frustrating.

We were able to do some fun stuff though. Our outings included: bowling, the movies, the library, and swimming. We went swimming every Friday and we would do one of the other activities on another day of the week. I always forgot my camera, so I have no pictures.

We did however have two really fun trips. We went to the Bingham Copper Mine and we took a hike up to Donut Falls in Big Cottonwood Canyon. Here are some pictures from those trips:

The Bingham Canyon Mine

The open pit

We road on great big tour bus from the parking lot. It was about a 10 minute drive. The kids loved it!

So notice in these pictures Becca is getting all cuddly with what ever we are taking pictures of. The tire picture I made her turn around, but thrust me she is still trying.

This is what she looked like when I asked her to stop. I just ruined her day.

Donut Falls Hike

It took us about an hour to hike and come down the trail. We really enjoyed being out in nature with our good friends, the Corderos. The kids all had a good time and there was no complaining!

We saw a moose on the way up. I couldn't get the greatest picture. I really didn't feel like getting charged.

The wild flowers were everywhere!

Can you see the water fall in the back? The water was high so, we couldn't hike in.

We enjoyed our summer break. It went fast, but it seems to go faster every year!

Shout Out!

2011-09-07T09:40:00.000-07:00

This is a shout out for my friend, Stephanie. She has opened a clothing boutique. All items are at very affordable prices. Not to mention it's really cute stuff!

So go ahead and check out her website:

stephaniesbasement.com

And if you have some time on your hands and live in the Salt Lake valley, you can always stop by and check out her boutique! She is opened Fridays, 1 pm - 6 pm, and Saturdays, 10 am-6 pm. She's just around the corner from me!

And you can always like her on Facebook!

Remembering 8/26/2011

2011-08-30T20:46:00.000-07:00

I wanted to blog this on the Friday, but I ran out of hours in my day. I didn't want to forget what happened and how I felt though, so just pretend with me! :)

Today has been a trying day for me. Dustin has been gone all week for SWAT training, so I have been really stressed. I have not felt good all week.

Ryan has been the number one priority on my mind. He has been acting like a teenager lately. No surprise because he is one, but surprising to me because he has always been a good kid. He is a good kid, just annoyed by his family, I guess. Doesn't want to be with us much. It kind of hurts my feelings. I think we're a pretty cool family. He told his friend, Nathan, today that we embarrass him. Not sure how. I guess it is something I will have to get used to.

I'm sick and tired of feeling yucky. I have had neck and back pain for way too long. I finally have an appointment to get checked out. Hopefully it is not too serious. It seems it gets really bad when I start my period. I hate that too. Love being a woman, except for that one week of the month!

My fridge is driving me nuts! It needs to be cleaned out, I just haven't had the chance. I opened it this evening and the sour cream container wanted to escape, I guess. It jumped out of the fridge, fell to the floor, and burst open. We had sour cream everywhere. That was the third spill of the day and I just lost it. I wanted to retire for the night, but no one to tag team. :(

After dinner was cleaned up- which went fast because my 13 year-old son who doesn't like us helped- Dustin showed up! Everyone ran out side to greet him. I had a new surge of energy and he was a sight for sore eyes!

We were all sitting in the living room enjoying Dad. Becca came up to me with a note:

to: MoM
From: BeccA

Mom I hAve A fAvorite color And it is green.
What is your's?

I wrote:

Becca, my favorite color is green too! I have a favorite toe. It is on my right foot. It is the third toe. Do you have a favorite toe?

Becca wrote:

MY fAvorite toe is on MY Jeft Foot. it is the second toe.

We giggled and I wrote:

Oh, alright. I will remember to kiss it goodnight!

I was so thankful for that note because it made me laugh and got me out of my incredibly bad mood. My kids could tell and suggested a movie. We let them pick. They picked a family home video, my favorite one! We watched the year 2004. Kate's birth is on that one. It reminded me to let Dustin know I wasn't pregnant. We were worried.

When the fhv was done we packed the truck with blankets and pillows and headed over to our stake center. We spent the rest of the evening enjoying our Stake movie night.

Maybe being a woman this week wasn't so bad. Not when I've got such a good family. They can turn a yucky day into a great day. I'm so thankful for that.

Family Motto

2011-08-23T22:10:00.002-07:00

I have said before that I love quotes. I love them so much at one point my collection started taking over my half of the bedroom (yes, our room is equally divided). I think I love them so much because I am not an eloquent speaker. My thoughts get all jumbled in my head and they never come out of my mouth right. So, when I hear something so well spoken, I save it!

One of my favorite quotes sits over our heads at the dinner table.

"Be true to who you are and the family name you bear."
~ Gordon B Hinckley ~

It sits there so we see it everyday. We will continue to see it until we move. My thought in doing this was by reading it everyday, which we do, we might think twice before we choose to do something that goes against our family standards. When I first put it up there, it was the first thing out of my kids' mouths every morning and they would say it out loud at dinner time. I never told them they had to read it, they just did. Now, I just see them mouth the words, but it's still making them think.

Kate asked me yesterday, "Mom what's a family name?"
I responded, "You don't know our family name?"
"Yes, I do. It's Merritt! Well, what does the 'be true to who you are' part mean?"
I asked her, "Kate, whose daughter are you?"
"Yours," she said.
"And?" I replied.
"Dad's," she answered.
"AND?" I asked a little louder.
"Heavenly Father's," she shouted to make sure I heard her.
"That's right. If you don't remember anything I ever taught you, you remember that because that is the most important thing you could ever know."
"Why?" (such an inquisitive mind!)
I waited a minute to think my answer through. I had all these things that I felt she needed to know, but how do you say it in 7 1/2 year-old language? I simply said, "Because if you know you are a Daughter of God, you should act like a Daughter of God."

That seemed good enough for her, so I left it at that. But it got me thinking.
Am I wrong to expect so much out of her? Out of my kids?

I came to the conclusion, no. I think I'm doing her a favor. When I was growing up, I was known as a Taylor. For those who don't know my parents, they are pretty remarkable people. They left an imprint wherever they went. Because of that imprint, there were expectations of me. I was expected to act a certain way. I felt that saved me on a number of occasions. I wasn't perfect, believe me, but I did think twice before I did something.

I realize this can have an opposite effect as well. It was hard to live up to those expectations and when I fell short, I felt awful. But that's where my parents stepped in. They acknowledged the mistake, but they never shamed me. I always felt loved and encouraged to keep trying. I was ALWAYS a part of the family. And I ALWAYS knew who I was.

That is what I desire for my children. I just hope I can do it.

Spencer's Wedding

2011-08-19T15:20:00.000-07:00

On August 6th Spencer, Dustin's brother, tied the knot! We are excited for both him and Alex, his new bride.

Their wedding was up Little Cottonwood Canyon at SnoBird Ski Resort. It was beautiful! I have never been up that canyon before. While up there, it did not even feel like we were in some big city. Honestly, I could have stayed the night and made a vacation out of it.

After the ceremony, we had dinner and then the reception. My kids were excited to have wedding cake. they even loved the dance floor! My girls did, anyway.

Here are few pictures we took up there. I wish I had taken more of the scenery, but that gives me an excuse to go up there again, right?

all the girls: Grace, Becca, Rylee, Lexi, Kate, & Malori

Aaron and Baby Cole

All the girls enjoyed 'walking down the aisle'. They each took a turn being the bride. I was able to catch a shot of Becca. When you weren't the one getting married you got to be a flower girl.

The dance floor was new to us. In our family we don't dance. The girls loved getting their own dance with Dad.

If they weren't dancing with dad, they were looking for a partner.

This little boy named Ryker thought highly of Becca. He came and asked her to dance. After doing so he moved his eyebrows up and down. Of course she said yes and even showed him what to do. He took her hand and even lead her to the floor. It was so cute!

We sure had a fun time. It isn't everyday that someone gets married, so we made the most of it. Congratulations, Spencer and Alex!!!

What Becca, Kate, and One Fried Egg Taught Me

2011-08-15T15:18:00.000-07:00

My scheduled post for my kids was going to be on modesty, but the timing just is not right. Instead I decided to write about something a little more important.

Yesterday morning, one bright Sunday, I was in the front room reading the Ensign. I had made the kids breakfast. They all got what they wanted. The boys wanted cereal, Grace and Kate wanted a sausage sandwich, and Becca wanted to try a fried egg. They were all eating happily so I figured I'd do some reading before the rat race of Sunday began.

I must give you a little background before I continue. Kate has a fried egg almost every morning. They are one of her favorites, especially the runny yoke. Becca has always been a little stand-offish, so she is being brave to try something new.

I'm on the couch and I hear these two girls start fighting. Becca is screaming, " I can do it! Give it back!"

"You're doing it wrong! That's not how you cut it!" Kate yells.

This fight continues for about a minute. If you're wondering if I intervened, I didn't. You might think I'm lazy, but I believe in letting my kids work out their own solutions, as long as no one is injuring the other. Finally Becca breaks the plate free from her sisters grasp.

"I don't care how I do it. It's just how I roll, Kate." She continues cutting her egg her way. Kate couldn't argue with that because it was the truth. After I got my laugh because she just said, "that's how I roll", a light bulb went off in my head. And I started thinking.

A few days before, someone was trying to tell me the same thing. It had nothing to do with a fried egg, but the concept was the same. I was trying to tell her what I felt was the right way to do something, not very nicely I'm ashamed to admit, but with good intention. Just like Kate.

I remembered something I had always been taught and thought I lived: We may feel our way is best, but the truth is there is more than one one way to do something. The only thing that matters is the goal is reached and is successful.

When it comes to Gospel living we will not all live it the same. What's important to me, may not be as important to another. The reason being we are different people. Our spirits are different, our upbringings are different, where we live is different. She was trying to tell me this, but I wasn't listening and wasn't understanding.

I'm grateful for a Heavenly Father who knows how reach me. He knows he can get me to see things through my children and through music. I'm grateful for my kids. They are true teachers. Because of them, I'm remembering to only concern myself with the way I cut my egg. Because that's the way I [should] roll.

A New Plan and My (Sheri's) Thoughts on Integrity

2011-08-07T20:11:00.000-07:00

I have been worried lately. Really worried. My thoughts have been about my kids.

Dustin and I had a conversation the other night.

"How are our kids going to make it?" I asked. "This world is so crazy and so backwards."

His reply, "We just teach them."

So, I came up with a plan. I have decided that every Sunday I would pick a gospel principle and share my thoughts. I would then commit to being better. After all, "Actions speak louder than words."

Today I was studying one of my favorite talks by Sheri Dew (you all know how much I love her). Her talk: True Blue, Through and Through is excellent! I love it!! (you can read it here, I highly suggest taking the time to read it) She speaks on integrity.

Integrity is more than being honest. It is being " true to yourself, meaning who you are as a son or daughter of God, and who you are in the process of becoming. True to others, meaning you do what you say you will do. And true to God, meaning that you practice what you preach and that you are doing what you covenanted to do here in mortality."

I feel that if I can pound this principle into their little heads they stand a chance! It is not always easy to stand, especially when there are times you are standing alone. I think this is why I got scared. I knew there would be times that my kids would be forced to stand alone. I don't want them to shrink at those times. I want them to know who they are and do what they need to do. I don't live in the same world that they do. My life consists of mom things. I cook, clean, run errands, get kids ready for school, etc, etc. But somehow, I need to get them to understand that I have walked the path they are on and that it is possible to stand for the right.

She lists 7 things we can do to be people of integrity:

1. Be worthy of TRUST
2. Have FAITH that the Lord will help you, ask for that help
3. DO what you say you will do
4. STAND UP for what you believe
5. EXPECT your integrity to be challenged
6. DON'T GIVE UP!
7. RENEW your COVENANT to do what you came here to do

Number 7 is my favorite. It reminds me of who I really am and who my children really are. She says it best:

My dear young friends, whom I believe to be the best this world has ever seen, you were sent now because you have everything it takes to deal with the world now.
We made premortal commitments, among them surely being a willingness to come during this 'eleventh hour'. Surely we followed our Elder Brother's example. Perhaps we said something like this: 'If you need someone who will have the courage and determination to face the world at its worse, here am I, send me. If you need husbands and wives who will be faithful to each other, raise their children in the admonition of the Lord, and defend the family, here am I, send me. If you need men and women who will see through the lies of the world about family, gender, and intimacy, and who will never confuse being tolerant of others with tolerating sin, here am I, send me. If you need men and women who will be fearless in building the Kingdom of God, please, here am I, send me'."

I'm not sure how I'm doing at keeping my "premortal covenants". But I know I could be doing a little better. I know there are cracks in my own integrity, but I promise to mend them and fortify them. My kids are depending on me. If I'm not willing to model, as the Savior has done, who else will for my children? I must! It is why they were entrusted to me. It lies solely on mine and Dustin's shoulders. We will not fail them.

What Clue- the board game- is Really About

2011-08-01T16:58:00.000-07:00

How many of you grew up playing this game?

Yeah, me too. It was one of my favorites.

Today Kate let me know why this game was totally "inappropriate" for children.

Kate: Mom, you know this game?
Me: Yeah.
Kate: These guys are all murderers.
Me: No they're not.
Kate:Uh-huh. Mom, all they do is kill kids!

I guess I didn't teach my kids to play the game properly. I will have to have a re-cap. They are obviously playing the game wrong. I don't remember kids dying anyway!

Our Independence Day

2011-07-18T20:31:00.000-07:00

Now that Dustin works for Sandy, we have the opportunity to join him on the 4th of July. He will work it every year as long as he is with them. It's really a pretty nice thing. They do their parade later in the day. Dustin gets to work and the first thing he does is mark off a territory for us to enjoy the festivities. When other people are being redirected to other roads, we a re whisked through the barriers and are able to find a sweet parking spot. if it happens to be a little far...no problem. We just all squish in his patrol car and he takes us where we need to go. Not too bad. Here are a few pictures of us enjoying the parade. We stayed and did fireworks too. We got front row seats where they were setting them off. Next year we might find a spot that has a good view, but the noise doesn't rattle your chest!

We are so thankful to live in this country and the freedoms we enjoy everyday! We appreciate all those who sacrifice so we can live the way we do!
PROUD to BE an AMERICAN!

Distinguished Cub Award

2011-07-17T21:09:00.000-07:00

Our school offers an award for doing a little extra during the school year. Aaron, Grace, and Kate all earned their Distinguished Cub Award.

Good job guys!
They all ended the year with straight As.
Such good students!

Lagoon...It's What Fun Is!

2011-07-13T22:48:00.000-07:00

June 10th we were able to take a family trip to Lagoon. It is an amusement park here in Utah. We were able to get a good deal through Dustin's mom's work. Thanks Grandma for giving us your tickets!! It was also our brother-in-law's work party, so we were able to spend the day with the Sanchez family (Dustin's sister, Taryn)!

The kids had so much fun. It had been a while since we had been to Lagoon. Kate was a baby the last time we visited. I was hoping to get pictures of Kate and Bec on rides that I have of the older siblings, but Lagoon has changed so much! There were so many fun, new rides.

It was warm, but not too bad. We were able to really enjoy it. I was proud of my kids. They are not scared of these big rides. Kate and Bec weren't big enough to go on some of the rides, but Ryan, Aaron, and Grace showed no fear. I think our favorite family ride was The Bat. It is a roller coaster that all of us could go on and was one where your feet dangled. We also enjoyed The Bombora.

We stayed til it got dark. We definitely made the most of the trip! It's nice when we are able to break away from the monotony of life and make some fun memories!

We rode a lot of

did a lot of

got a little

but had a lot of

and experienced family

A Tender Mercy and a Terrible Pioneer

2011-06-25T21:15:00.000-07:00

We replaced our hot water heater today. In fact, it is now a quarter past 10 and they are still working on it. And it has been a tender mercy in disguise.

What is a tender mercy? Well, to me, they are the things that happen in our life that prove God watches us and is aware of our needs. Let me explain.

Our friend was driving by and stopped to briefly talk to Dustin. In the back of his mini-van was a brand new hot water heater. Seeing this sparked something in Dustin. You see, for the past little while Dustin has been telling himself to replace the hot water heater, but it always got overshadowed by so many other things that need his attention. When seeing his friend, it lead him to go check on ours. And what did he find? A leaky, VERY leaky, hot water heater. He said that if he had waited any longer, it would have been too late.

I'm so thankful! Thankful for Dustin to finally listen to the prompting and thankful for friends and a stranger who helped us all day long. Our friend who was replacing his hot water heater offered his help. And his brother, who we don't know, came and did all the plumbing that needed to be done! Thank you. Thank you!

But most of all, thank you to a loving Heavenly Father who I know loves and watches over us. I know he knows what we are in need of. I couldn't have handled the stress that would have came if our water heater had flooded the basement!

As for the terrible pioneer, well, that'd be me. We have gone without water all day. It was not very convenient. Our toilets didn't flush. GROSS! We were not able to do dishes, get drinks, shower, laundry.... the list goes on and on!

Who knew that I used so much water in everyday life? Not me! Guess what I'll be filling in the next couple of days? The two 50 gal drums that have been sitting on the side of the house for the past couple of years....EMPTY!!! I guess it is important to be prepared!

Anyway, I'll just be happy when I can flush my toilet and do my laundry again!!

I just said I'd be happy doing laundry!!

Being a Good Friend, Being Kind

2011-06-19T20:13:00.000-07:00

I knew I would teach my children to accept everybody. I knew this long before they were here. I knew by personal experience. I wish I could say it was because someone was awful to me, but I can't. It's the exact opposite.

When I was in the 6th grade, I was pretty popular. I wasn't the most popular- that would be my best friend- but I was well liked and had a lot of friends. I had known these kids since 2nd grade after all.

These girls and boys were extremely nice. I have some really good memories of my life at Hazel Grove. I do, however, have one memory I'm not so proud of. I can say, though, this experience taught me an important life lesson. And it has stuck! I decided then- almost 22 years ago- that I would accept everyone, and my kids would accept everyone.

The experience:

There was a girl named Angela. She did not have many friends. She had red hair, was chubby, and she never wore in-style clothes like the rest of the group (neither did I, I was the exception). This group of about 10 girls had decided she was not cool and worthy of our torment. Mean tricks were played on her, bad words were said to her, and I remember her being hit with a tether ball multiple times, on purpose! We were not nice. I remember chasing her and yelling things to her. I don't remember what was said as we were running, but I can see it in my head. Can you imagine being this girl? You are 1 person and have a group of 10 running after you?! It is this moment that changed me.

We were running after Angela. She had no where to go. All of a sudden she turned and ran under the big tree by the hill that you walked up after coming from lunch. She was cornered! No escape.

We ALL went barreling after her. But all of a sudden Jenny stepped out in front of Angela with her arms stretched out to protect her. She stood between us. She yelled something like this, "You guys are all mean! Leave her alone!" Jenny didn't back down. She stood there until we left.

As I walked away, a feeling of guilt started to overwhelm me. The thought came, "You know better than this. You should've been the one to stop them." I looked back at Jenny. She was still with Angela, making sure she was okay.

Jenny used to be my best friend. She was the first person who talked to me in 2nd grade. I instantly had a new friend. She protected me and made me feel comfortable. I remember having a bazillion sleepovers at her house and going to the video store with her mom to pick out movies. I road my first roller coaster with her at Worlds of Fun. So many fun memories, but now we barely talked to one another.

On that day I decided I would be more kind. I would like to say that I stood up to that group of friends, but I didn't. I did choose not to take part in the meanness. Unfortunately this was at the end of the year. I wish it had happened sooner. I would like to think I would have gotten the strength to apologize to Angela. I never did. It is a regret I hang on to.

In hopes to make up for it, I have stressed the importance of being kind and being a good friend to my own children. I believe they live this principle. They have a tender heart for those who feel left out and try to include everyone. They are not always perfect, especially with each other, but I have witnessed how they treat others outside my home.

I have had the opportunity to watch this play out in Ryan's life. He entered jr. high. I wasn't worried because he has a lot of friends. But what surprised me was how some of these friends changed. It was hard to hear of friends not standing up when they should have, or maybe believing others opinions about Ryan that were not true. Thankfully it has all been worked out. All is as it was before. But I will admit, my heart hurt for him for quite a while.

Ryan was an example to me though. When he came home upset one day and told me what had happened, I said, "Why don't you tell him to stop being a jerk?!"

"Mom, I'm not going to be mean back to him. That won't solve anything," was his reply. He worked it out all on his own and remained a good friend all the while! I would like to say it was all my good mothering skills and example, but because of the a fore mentioned incident, you can rule that out.

Ryan has always been a good kid. He has encouraged his friends to be kind. He has chosen not to take part in the bullying. I can't say he was ALWAYS perfect at it, but for the most part, and especially now, he's done well. Ryan has a good heart. He reminds me a lot of my friend, Jenny. And of that I'm very proud! I couldn't ask for him to be anything better!

Finding Peace

2011-06-17T07:42:00.000-07:00

Life can be crazy!

At times I feel I'm just rushing to the grave so it's over with. I forget that I actually came here with a purpose. Do you ever feel that way? Is it only me?

This song, * It is Well With My Soul, is my new favorite at the moment. It has reminded me "the clouds, not the grave, is my goal".

I'm learning to enjoy what life brings me and to find peace in it. And sometimes that's not easy. I so much like playing the victim at times! (did I just really admit that?) It's the easy way to live! The truth is we are responsible for the way we choose to react to life. We need to be willing to take whatever comes our way with a smile and say, "It's okay. I'll do whatever you need me to do, so I can become the person I was meant to be." We need to be willing to turn our will over. After all, it's really the only gift we can give that is truly ours to give.

* click to download my fav version by Jericho Road for $.99, totally worth it! Their album, Day of Rest is amazing!

Sister Sydnee

2011-06-15T23:05:00.000-07:00

So if you ever wanted to know what it was like preparing, or serving, a mission for the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter -day Saints, click here.

My awesome niece is getting ready, along with her brother! They both turn their papers in this weekend! How Awesome is that?! Good luck Syd & Trev!

Follow Miss Sydnee as she embarks on this new adventure!! I know I'm looking forward to it!

Mother's Day 2011

2011-06-07T22:39:00.000-07:00

This year my gift was a little different. But I was real excited about it. Not only did I get these:

but this was going on:

Dustin and the boys built me some garden boxes in the backyard. Dustin cut away about 1 foot of concrete around the perimeter of the basketball court. It never went all the way to the fence and we have wanted to do something with it for a while. What better thing to do than plant some veggies and stuff!!

Here are the first sprouts!

Can't wait for more!

Cucumbers, beans, peppers, onions, a few herbs, carrots, and tomatoes are on the way!

Easter Vacation 2011

2011-05-01T21:09:00.000-07:00

This Easter I was able to go home to Vegas. It was a nice break from the crazy weather here. But really, I was excited to be with my family.

We left Friday afternoon and came back Monday morning. We were able to spend some needed time with cousins and grandma. My kids couldn't wait to see Grandma Taylor.

Becca and Grace spent a lot of time on the piano. In fact Bec gave Grandma piano lessons and made sure she practiced! Silly girl. The boys spent the majority of their time with the Custers, of course. And Kate found a friend in Aunt Kymber (whom she got a Colts hat from and a Tangled shirt). Dustin and I were able to sneak away. We went to one of the buffets for dinner and visited the pawn shop where they film Pawn Stars. We were actually let down by it. It was small and kind of dirty and all the guys were gone. It was Saturday.

This year for Easter Becca informed me she was going to write her list for the Easter Bunny. I was taken back! What? This is not Christmas, little girl! So the Easter Bunny brought everybody socks and a summer outfit. We already have enough commercialized holidays, Easter doesn't need to be one of them. We had an Easter egg hunt later in the evening at Lea Ann's after dinner. It was nice not too give so much attention to the Easter Bunny.

On Monday, before we left, we took the kids to the strip and visited M&M World. They loved it. We haven't ever really taken them there because of the environment, but in the daytime it was very different. We had to redirect attention from billboards and some litter on the ground, but it could have been worse.

What a fun weekend and I am grateful to create memories with my family. It only happens about twice a year, so I love every minute of it!!

April 12: Frosty Day

2011-04-13T08:51:00.000-07:00

April 12 is my dad's birthday.

My kids don't remember much about my dad. My boys remember the funeral and that's it. It makes me sad, so I was thinking of things I could do to help them know him, without really knowing him.

One thing I remember about my father: The man loved his ice cream! He was especially fond of the Wendy's Frosty. In fact he almost bought his own Frosty maker. (I don't remember why it never worked out)

So, in honor of my dad's birthday, I bought frosties for everyone!

Now when my kids eat a Frosty, they can think of Grandpa Taylor and know where their love of ice cream came from.

Happy 74th Birthday, Dad!!!

We miss you and love you!

Feminism in the Church

2011-04-05T09:28:00.000-07:00

During conference, Kate asked me if a girl can be the prophet. When I answered, “No,” she seemed a little confuse and disappointed.

“Why?” she asked.

“Well, number one, the prophet has to hold the priesthood. And number two, he has to be called by God.”

This lead to, “A girl can’t hold the priesthood?” She’s asked this before when she saw her brother passing the sacrament. She wanted to do it too.

“No a girl gets to be a mom and have the babies,” I replied. I realize this is a watered down version, but I’m talking to an almost 7 year-old! “That’s her part,” I continued.

That seemed to make her happy for the moment.

I remember thinking like Kate. I remember thinking I can do anything any old boy could do. Why are they so important? Why am I not?

Then I learned something.

I learned how remarkable and noble a calling it is to be a woman. I learned this as a little fetus grew inside my belly. I learned this as I gave birth to that baby and had the most spiritual experience of my life. Five times I have had this opportunity. I am a co-creator with God!

Every day I am reminded how important my work is. When my kids need me to wash their clothes, help with math, give a hug to mend hurt feelings, or maybe a little redirection when a poor choice is made. It is vital that I am there. They rely on me. Who is going to teach them if I am not there? The world? That’s not what I want. I want to be in charge of the majority of ideas placed in their heads.

I find this whole feminist movement happening inside the church a funny thing. Women are unhappy and feel they are devalued somehow by what the church expects of them, or doesn’t allow.

I came across a blog long ago that really caught me off guard. The writer was telling her readers (they are many) that her son had just gotten the priesthood. She was lamenting this because she felt it was just another thing that he could use to say he (meaning boys in general) is better than a girl. Honestly, I wanted throw up! In a few years I would be in the same situation and I was so excited for Ryan! I couldn’t wait for him to wear his suit and pass the sacrament! I believed it to be a critical event in his life to becoming the man I knew lay deep within him. It made me wonder what happened in her life for her to believe what she did.

I am aware that there are men who do abuse their priesthood authority. It’s awful. But I also believe the greater part honor it, especially the leaders of this church. I have no doubt they are called of God and receive direction and revelation from our Heavenly Father and Jesus Christ. I believe they love, honor, and recognize the essential role a woman plays in "the plan". They appreciate the fact they are nothing without us!

This same blog gave mention to Elder Cook’s talk during conference. The comments started out positive. But all it took was one. Nothing could turn the tide back after that. One negative comment led to another. Soon, nobody appreciated that talk and its purpose. I was beginning to wonder if we even watched the same conference! They jumped from speaker to speaker complaining of some phrase, little story, or even a word they didn’t agree with. Then someone asked if a woman had ever given the prayer in general conference. If it were Kate asking it would be different, but the text of this conversation was purely negative, so you get the intention.

Really people? Really? I think you missed the whole point of those messages because you were so caught up on some trivial matter that really didn’t matter!!!! I try not to judge. I know that a lot of people were not privileged to grow up in the home that I did. They may not have a husband who is the best example.

We, men and women, are equal in the Lord’s eye. This is taught through scripture as well as the leadership of the church. I believe there is some Mormon culture they are upset with. I can see that, but realize that is the expectations people have created themselves, not the Lord or church leaders. Maybe their intention is to rid the culture of the “molly Mormon” life. Please do because I know I don’t measure up. Let’s do it in the right way though.

Criticizing the men who direct this church is NOT the right way! Living your life as an example, being positive, recognizing the priesthood as the blessing that it is, and realizing male and female have two very DISTINCT and DIFFERENT roles to perform, IS the right way!

I will step off of my soap box now…

Conference Weekend, April 2011

2011-04-04T19:02:00.000-07:00

One of our favorite things to do during conference is to play Conference Bingo. Am amazed every time how well my kids listen when they are playing. They may not be getting the whole gist of the message, but they are hearing key ingredients to our faith like: Jesus Christ, temple, tithing, scriptures, commandments. While they are listening and are entertained for a minute, I get to listen!

Words cannot explain the way I feel as I listen. I always anticipate what I might learn from these great men and women. I am never disappointed. This time the talks by Dallin H Oaks and M Russell Ballard resonated with me. Truly messages meant for my struggling heart. My priorities seem all askew lately and I find myself missing the value in those small and simple things. I find value only the whole chunk of gold rather than the flecks.

I am thankful for the opportunity to rejuvenate myself with new goals and focus. This General Conference was a true blessing. (they all are, but this one was so important to me)

Family Fun: Boondocks

2011-03-24T19:13:00.000-07:00

With Dustin's new schedule, he doesn't get to spend as much time with the kids as he would like. I get to spend all morning with him, but by the time the kids get home from school, he's gone. He gets home when they are in bed. We both feel that quality time is a must. So last week, we surprised the kids with a day trip to Boondocks. I was really fun. It was long overdue. It was nice just to relax and enjoy each other and all the fun this place had to offer. We enjoyed the go-karts, the 3-D movies, arcade games, bumper boats, mini-golf, and laser tag. I think the day was a success.

In the World of Becca...

2011-03-22T15:52:00.000-07:00

Every day Becca and I get to take her cousin, Noah, to pre-school. We go the same way everyday. So I was surprised to hear her exclaim with absolute joy, "Mom, we're almost to Paris. Keep driving,keep driving!"

I was quite confused. Where in the world did Paris come from? I thought to myself. Then I saw it. There it was.

In Becca's world this:

equals this :

At least she's easy to please.

#1 Dad Award. Dustin's got it in the bag....

2011-03-18T20:25:00.000-07:00

My kids are pretty lucky.

I haven't ever written much about Dustin. I'm pretty ashamed of that. Because in my opinion, there is no greater father out there. Ever since we have started having children, he has left me speechless with his fathering skills. The man's got skills!!!

He is the type of dad who wants to be with his kids. He plays football, baseball, and any other sport you can think of with his boys. He loves them so much. Whenever he is going to any store (ie Home Depot, Lowe's, Wal-Mart), he always asks if they want to go. They all love Cabela's. It's their special bonding store, the MAN store.

As far as the girls go, Dad is the ultimate amusement park ride. Nobody throws, catches, twists, or twirls better than him. No matter how hard you look you will never find a better Memory, Twister, Go-Fish, Candy Land, or Uno player around. And he is always willing to play!

What even impresses me more is the way he speaks to them. They might be laying with him on the couch, or just be walking by. He will grab them, pull them close and whisper in their ear how much he loves them. When it's the girls, he makes sure to mention how beautiful they are. That melts my heart every time. If the lucky person is a boy, they are told how proud he is of them and the choices they are making. "You're a good kid," he'll say. He always encourages them to do what is right and to keep it up.

The other day we were in our bedroom. Out of no where he turns to the girls who were in their room playing and yelling in a very angry voice said, "Kate! You get in here now! I have something to talk to you about!" She looked scared and startled. She came in, he slammed the door shut. Then he quickly scooped her up with huge smile on his face and said, "I love you so much!" She got a little hug and tickle and then directions to leave the room sad and upset. She practiced for a few seconds, then left. One by one he called Grace and Becca in too. Each getting an "I love you", a hug, and a tickle. (Grace was last so had it figured out, but she loved it any way)

I am so grateful for Dustin. He loves being a dad. And I appreciate the way he shows it.

Wanted to share some of my favorite daddy pics:

This last one is my all time favorite. I just wish all my kids were in it. For some reason it reminds me of Andy Griffith.The real reason I like it? Ryan is Dustin's whole world at that moment. It portrays him in his true light. His kids are his whole world!

I'll say it again, "My kids are pretty lucky."

I am too.

What I should have written...

2011-02-23T15:14:00.000-08:00

I think everybody knows that being a parent is not an easy job. There are days we just want to whine and complain. Sunday was that day for me. I was not feeling well and was in a bad mood.

While it is true that I struggle on Sundays, it is not my kids' fault. I don't know why I blame them sometimes. I guess it is because they are my life! Easy to blame.

The real fact about parenthood that I battle with is that my desires are often placed on the back burner. On Sundays it is so "in my face".

An apathetic person might say, " You should have thought about that BEFORE you had children."

To which I would reply, "There are just somethings you don't realize about having kids until you have them."

In no way do I want this to be implied that I am sorry for having kids. No way. No how. I love my kids and would do anything for them, anything to protect them. It's just that there are those days that I wish everything would go MY way.

Maybe in the future....

Sunday at the Merritts

2011-02-20T17:30:00.000-08:00

For me Sundays are the hardest day of the week. It is so strange.

My kids will get up at 6:30 every other day of the week, but on Sunday they want to sleep in. And it is torturous trying to get them up! Once they are going the morning runs smoothly, after I have had to raise my voice about three times.

Thankfully this year we have the 11:00 am block. We were late the first couple weeks, but we are doing much better now.

The hardest part comes after church.

My home is an absolute wreck after everyone rushing to get ready. We clean it up a bit then it's time for lunch. We clean up a mess, just to make one-one of the most annoying things!

I will then cuddle up on the couch to read the ads. Relaxing for me, but the kids seem to not know what to do with all this spare time. I try to direct them in an appropriate activity, but it usually leads to some type of fighting or teasing. This is the Sabbath Day, why all the contention?

Soon it is time for "the nap". We used to have a mandatory family nap, but the kids are starting to get too big to force to sleep, so I let them choose something quiet.

I wake up and we have to pick up again.

I start dinner. We eat.

Sunday night TV is one of our favorite nights. There is AFV, Extreme Make-over, and now The Amazing Race is starting. I know a lot of people steer away from the TV on Sunday, but not us.

Around 8:00 pm, I start the whole bedtime routine: bath, scriptures, and prayer.

I don't know if it is because we are so off routine from normal day or if it is out of boredom, but my kids act up the most, don't listen, tease, and fight much more than any other day. (As I am writing this, I have my 13 year-old son sitting in my bedroom closet!!)

It's real bothersome! This is supposed to be a day of rest, but I feel like I work harder as a mom on this day than any other day of the week.

PS somewhere in all of this there is ALWAYS Little House on the Prairie!!!

Valentine's Day FUN

2011-02-14T22:20:00.000-08:00

Dustin and I got these today! Nothing better than homemade valentines!

The weather has been great the last couple days! We decided to take advantage. We headed over to one of the neighborhood parks to play our happy, little, cabin-fevered brains out! And we had FUN!!!

We squeezed through holes,

went down slides,

climbed on anything possible,

and rode the zip-line.

And there was football,

lots and lots of football.

We had a race and ate a snack.

Today I was a fun mom.

Where's the Fun?

2011-02-13T18:45:00.000-08:00

A few days ago I was in the bathroom doing Kate's hair. Ya know, some of our best conversations have been in the bathroom with a flat iron in hand. What is it about the bathroom? Maybe the one-on-one attention? I don't know. Anyway, Kate was wondering who was funny in our house. The conversation went something like this:

Kate: Mom, who's the funniest person in our family?
Me: Dad.
Kate: Oh. Who's the second funniest person?
Me: I am.
Kate: (said with all seriousness a six year-old could muster) Mom, how are you funny?

Now on the outside I was laughing...hysterically. But on the inside, that's another story. How could this cute little thing not know how funny I am? I would consider myself a fun person with a pretty good personality. Does she not ever notice?..

or could it, maybe, be that I don't show it much? I started thinking about the morning.

Mom yelling about someone leaving the milk out.
Mom yelling about the mess left on the counter.
Mom yelling about the chores that were not done, so why on earth is anyone playing on the PS3?!!

Mom yelling, yelling, yelling....

Huh? I guess I'm not very fun anymore. I'm quite different than the mom I planned on being. Too much yelling. Not enough fun. Time to change it. But how? Can't be running around making fun while everything goes undone and kids don't learn to be responsible. Any ideas? Please share and help put the fun back into this household.

Family Home Videos & Photos

2011-02-06T19:23:00.001-08:00

My kids can sit and watch our family videos FOR-EV-ER (said just like the kid on Sandlot)!!

I didn't get it. Until today. They were watching a video from 2004. It had snipits of our life from b-days, Easter, bike riding, and so on.

The one that most intrigued me was of little Kate joining our family. Her birth is the only one we have recorded. Why? I don't know. That's a pretty big thing!

I was teary-eyed. I heard her little cry and lost it. That sound is irreplaceable! I'm so glad we have it captured on video. The same goes for my kids' little toddler voices. Those are things you forget! It's nice to have that small moment of time captured so your are able to relive it.

I spent a little part of the night rummaging through photos too. I love to do this. This time I was looking for photos of my mom, me , and Kate.

I have always been told I look like my mom. I really never believed it. Not until we did the video for my father's funeral. Then I saw it. Anyway, I was looking for a picture of her so I could enter a little contest on the Generations Project website. (check it out. i love that show) I also wanted to enter Kate and I. I think we look alike. What do you think?

This was in May of '95. I had just received my Personal Progress medallion.

Here's Kate and I. We are both in kindergarten.

Here we are as babies:

Sometimes I wonder who I got these genes from. It would be fun to find old photos from people way before my time and see if I resemble some of them. And if I did, it would be nice to know their story.

Exhaustion

2011-02-05T19:35:00.000-08:00

When I became a mother at 21, I was full of energy and ready for anything. I remember adjusting to life with a baby. I was happy and excited, but very scared and not quite sure if I was ready. I changed my attitude and everything became a new adventure.

Slowly (well, not really), we added to our family. Aaron came 20 months after Ryan. I had two boys! They were fun. So cute. They were little buddies. They loved each other like nothing I had ever seen before. I remember one time at church, Aaron wasn't quite big enough to reach the drinking fountain. I was huge and pregnant with Grace. I was really no help. Ryan took over. He got down on his hands and knees and motioned Aaron to get on his back. He would be his stepping stool. Aaron climbed on and steadied himself. Ryan waited patiently for his little brother, not bothered by Aaron playing in the water.

"You done?" Ryan asked in his little toddler voice. I remember it.

"Yup," J (Aaron) replied in his little voice- it's funny how I remember their voices. I can hear them in my head when I think about it.

J jumped down, they hugged and ran back to me. Ryan being J's stepping stool became a regular job until Aaron could reach himself. Ryan was always willing.

Grace joined our family 2 years and 16 days after Aaron. We were so happy for a girl. In fact Dustin informed me right after delivery, holding his baby for the first time, "Oh, Larae. We need another one." The nurse gave him an awful glare and scolded him for even mentioning such a thing to a woman who had just given birth. I didn't mind. I thought it was wonderful, even sweet. He loved his little girl that much. Dad's are different with their girls. I liked it.

We liked it so much we decided to give it another go ( I can't really say that, we never had a choice to when our children joined our family, they just came. What sane person would have 5 kids in 7 years?). Kate was born 2 years and 8 months later. I swore she was a boy! When it was time to have the ultrasound, I refused to find out the baby's sex. I wanted a surprise. Dustin begged me to find out, but I held my ground. That is, until he persuaded me 5 weeks before her birth! That's right, at 5 weeks I caved. He wanted to get rid of the things we didn't need (boy stuff). I didn't believe it when he told me. I knew this baby was a boy! I was wrong.

Seven months later, I would find out I was expecting, again. I was terrified. These kids would be 16 months apart. Holy cow, that was close. I was still trying to adjust to four kids. I suffered a little from postpartum, a pregnancy might just kick it into to hyper-drive.

A year and four months after Kate, Becca became part of our crazy bunch. And I was right, it didn't do much, but make the postpartum worse. I even recall blacking out at a four way stop. Don't know how long I was out for, but for a good minute+.

I will say I think I handled myself beautifully. I really can say that because not only was I tending to the needs of 5 children, 7 and under, I watched two kids on top of all of it. So I took care of 7 kids, all 7 years and under! Ryan was the oldest at 7. Then they all went 6, 5, 4, 3, 16 mo, and a newborn. WOW!

Life became a blur. I was stuck in one mode. I think, subconsciously, my motto became, "Just do it." Sorry Nike, but I think I blew your athletes away! I deserve that motto. I learned to just do and no whining was allowed, otherwise I would find myself miserable and depressed.

I'm starting to come out of that haze. 5 years later. And boy am I exhausted! Exhausted, but happy to be out of it. The kids are all very independent. They all do mostly for themselves. I still have 2 extra kids, but it is much easier now. I am finding I have a few opportunities to take time out for myself. Some of it happens during the day, most of it at night.

What do I do with it? Oh, a few things. I like Facebook, a lot! A little too much perhaps. I have this blog. I plan on learning how to sew (more about that later). But one of my favorite things is a nice, pleasant NAP! A little boring, but oh so needed. And oh so well deserved!

Grace and the Piano

2011-01-23T21:54:00.000-08:00

In October Grace started piano lessons. I was so excited for her. She has been enjoying it. Her teacher is so surprised how quickly she has picked everything up. After Thanksgiving, she had her first piano recital. She played Yankee Doodle as a solo and then as a duet with her teacher. She also played Old McDonald as a solo and duet. She ended her performance with Jingle Bells.

I'm anxious to watch her grow and develop this talent!

My Word for 2011

2011-01-13T22:54:00.001-08:00

A few days after the New Year, my friend Kristin sent me an email. I don't check email too often, but I was glad that I chose to listen to my urge. She had shared with me an article written by Christine Kane. Who? I had never heard of this woman either, but the title caught my curiosity, so I kept reading.

The article was titled, How to Make 2011 Your Best Year Yet. I found it on her blog, it is called, Resolution Revolution. She originally posted it in 2007. The article is a tweek of the rituals of making New Year's resolutions. It really resonated with me!

The idea is to pick a word for the year, instead of making goals. Goals are good, but the point she was trying to make is they are never specific enough. If you chose one word that envelops all that you are trying to accomplish, and focus on it, the whole process becomes very customized to your needs. Read the article, I linked it. You have to read to it understand. My explanation will not do it justice.

The word I chose this year is, CREATOR.

I was thinking of what I would like to accomplish this year. What should be #1 on my list for ME? My eyes have been opened to the fact that for the last year and a half I have been merely surviving. My life has really been all about reacting to things and situations that have arisen. I have played a very minimal part in creating it. How sad that truth was when I embraced it. I firmly believe life is to be created, not occupied.

So how do I change that? I'm not totally sure, but I'm beginning to see through the fog. I have started to identify things that need my attention. I have chosen to create rather than react. I remind myself, " I'm in control!"

Something I have instigated is reading from the scriptures. We have always followed along in the an illustrated version, but even that was starting to dwindle. I would always make excuses as to why I can't instigate family scripture study. It's the man's job was my take, and since Dustin is not here we cannot have it. I don't know where this thinking came from, but it was there. I changed it! Though Dustin is not there to read with us, we have been having a short 10 minute family reading time. We each read 2 vs and at the end I explain. It has been working well and the kids have enjoyed it!

Clutter is building in our home. I started to purge those things that were of no worth (Dustin convinced me to hold off for a yard sale. We have a deal that if that doesn't happen by March, I can chuck everything). It is nicely organized junk now - progress sometimes happens in little steps- it's a start!

I Look forward to continuing this journey. I want to be the creator of my life. I realize things come up that i have no control over, but I do not have to chose to react. I will chose to create the best possible outcome. Wish me luck.

PS I am working on a suggested journal activity that is part of this, if you would like that let me know. I can email it to you.

Kate's Testimony

2011-01-03T22:36:00.000-08:00

Kate bore her 1st testimony on Sunday. I wish I had recorded when all my children took their first steps to the pulpit to share with about 100 people what they feel in their hearts about their Savior and the gospel(I still have time with Grace. She suffers from anxiety, so it will be a while).

Kate went up and grabbed the mic to bring it to her level. She said (paraphrasing), "I'd like to bear my testimony. I know this church is true. I love my family. I know Pres. Monson is a true prophet. In the name of Jesus Christ, Amen." That was it, short and sweet. Her testimony.

It is a neat thing to see your children share what they have learned. The amazing thing to me is they all have their own personal time-table. I know my boys were around the same age, but we have never asked any of them to share, they choose to when they are good and ready. I think that's the way it should be.

Chrsitmas and a New Year

2011-01-02T21:57:00.000-08:00

We had a very small Christmas this year. Sometimes those are the best, I think. Not too much "stuff." By eliminating "the stuff" you are able to focus on its real meaning.

Kate asked me, "Mom, why do we celebrate Christmas?" I was a little shocked because I thought we have pounded into their little brains why. I reminded her it was to celebrate Jesus' birth.

She looked right at me and said, "No, Mom. Jesus' birth is in April, so why are we doing it in December?" She had a good point. So we had to explain how come the world chose to celebrate it in December. Now I think she's more confused than she was before!!! Poor thing.

Thought I'd share what the kids got for Jesus' un-birthday celebration and a few pictures.

Every Christmas Eve we open pajamas. We alternate every other year giving either books or slippers. this year it was slippers. We also have our traditional gifts for Jesus that we put under the tree. We then watch Joy to the World.

Santa did find our house. The boys got shotguns. They are excited to go trap shooting with their dad. I think we should make it a family event, I love it too.

All the girls wanted were pillow pets. It was #1 on their list. They got them. Santa decided to throw in some Zuh-Zuh Pets stuff for Grace, a "laptop" for Kate, and a radio/cd player for Becca. they were very happy!

Ryan also got his beloved Axis vs. Allies game and a huge Nerf gun!!

Aaron got a new football with a pump and a kicker's thing, and the same Nerf gun Ryan got. they are having some great battles!

Grace had a Zhu-Zhu and Barbie Christmas. She got more pets and and houses. She finally got a new Belle doll. This one came with a horse. She loved it.

Kate got a bean bag chair. Next to best buy after the pillow pet! She also received a new Club Penguin penguin and a Hiccup sword! Yes, my girl asked for a sword!! She loved that too!

Becca is in love with the mini My Little Ponies. She got a cute little Ferris wheel. She also got new furniture for her doll house and a Strawberry Shortcake RC car.

Dustin and I got a cruise. That cruise will take the place of every gift for a while!! I got a new crock pot. And Dustin got new pillows!! Doesn't sound exciting, but we were both quite happy. We also got a Flip camcorder from his parents and a very cool emergency radio from my mom.

I am excited for the new year. I can;t believe it is 2011!! I made the comment that we should be like the Jetsons by now! This time just always seemed so far away while growing up, but here it is. I look forward to the new adventures it will bring. I wish everyone a prosperous year as well!

Attatched

2010-12-29T00:47:00.000-08:00

It is 2:00 am. I just got done vacuuming my bedroom. Why? Because I am unable to fall asleep without my husband. He works graves and we no longer sleep at the same time, snuggled right next to each other. Honestly it bothers me.

Dustin and I met February 14, 1996. We were at the same ice skating rink for our ward's mutual activity. No, we were not there as part of the mutual group, we were leaders. He had just returned from his mission, three months prior, and was the deacon adviser. I was there because my brother was the Young Men's president and I was helping him. My brother introduced us. Dustin offered me a ride home and upon arriving, asked me out for that weekend. I apologized and told him I wouldn't be able to this weekend. I told him that I was going home for my boyfriend's mission farewell. Not words he wanted to hear, I'm sure. He asked about the weekend after that, I agreed. We said goodbye.

February 24, 1996. This was our first date. He took me to see Vandermiede, a magician, at the Murray theater. I think we even got ice cream after, but I'm not sure. All part of his clever plan to not spend too much on a date that might not pan out. He had been set up many times since coming home. And I did have a boyfriend, after all.

I think, much to his surprise, we had a good time getting to know each other. He asked me a lot about my boyfriend and the promise ring I was wearing, trying to see how serious it was. I pretty much told him it was very serious and I just planned on dating and having fun until my boyfriend returned. He seemed okay with it. It didn't sour the date. Maybe it even gave him a challenge, I don't know. After dropping me off, he asked if I wanted to go to a fireside with him the next evening. I said sure, I had nothing else to do.

To make a long story short, in that 1st week of knowing each other we went on 5 dates. The boyfriend didn't work out like I thought it would and we were never apart from that time forward.

So, is it any wonder why I can't sleep without him? After 14 years of marriage I can count on one hand the number of times we have been separated (well, if you don't include the annual hunts).

I try to keep myself busy, facebook comes in handy. My daughter tells me all the time that she got up in the middle of the night to turn off my TV because I had fallen asleep with it on. Housekeeping makes the time go fast, but it is the last option.

How happy do you think I am to say this?:

Dustin Merritt will no longer be working the graveyard shift!! We will be sleeping in the same bed, at the same time. And I will not be vacuuming my house at 2 am anymore. At 2 am I will be fast asleep in the crook of my husband's arm.

I cannot wait.

Winter Fun

2010-12-22T10:12:00.000-08:00

The first part of November we were hit with two big snow storms. We took advantage! My kids love to play in the snow. I, however, do not. I was good sport and went out anyway and took some snapshots. I love winter snapshots! For some reason, they are my favorite! So enjoy!

*note: My kids were off track all November, Ryan was in school

Dustin loves the snow!! (crazy) He hooked the sled up to the 4 wheeler and pulled the kids around for a good hour. I was too late to get pics of the girls. They gave up early and wanted their hot chocolate (always a tradition after snow play). The boys were not! They even made a jump. Their cousin Jerimiah had slept over, so he got to join in the fun!

Fun for everyone! Now I'm just waiting for spring. (why is winter our longest month?)

Marriage has Changed Us

2010-12-18T17:29:00.000-08:00

While blogging about our trip to Mexico,something wonderful happened. Dustin and I celebrated 14 years of marriage! I consider this a huge accomplishment. We have come along way since those early years of marriage. We are both so different. He no longer yells, complains, and argues that the toilet paper is on wrong! I have convinced him that there never was a right way and he should just be happy if it finds it's way to the toilet paper holder. We are both not quite as opinionated as we once were. We have learned to find common ground, but we still have hard time with not being right. Something that will never change, I'm sure.

It amazes me to look at old pictures and really comprehend how young we were! That has definitely changed. We are no longer that young, cool couple. We are the middle aged grumps. We both wake up each morning with stiff backs and joints, cursing our age. Our bodies are not what they used to be. We both have gained about 30lbs from that day.

My goal after the wedding day was to start school.I wasn't sure what I wanted to do with my life. Teacher? Counselor? Something humanitarian? The choices were endless and mine to achieve! Those plans came to a screeching halt 4 months later when I learned I was pregnant. I am very, very far away from those aspirations.

Sometimes it is a little confusing. I feel sad that I am not that girl anymore. I'm so different. Should it really be that way? Shouldn't I have stayed true to who I was?

Then after really contemplating, I realize life is all about change. Life was never meant to be lived from the exact same spot where you started, otherwise I'd still be at home. I heard Elder Costa once say, "Do not be afraid to confront the waves of your future." My future definitely brought in waves of change. I feel confident in the way I have faced them. Because of them, I feel I am a better me.

So, Yea for marriage! Yea, for the changes it has brought to me and my life! I look forward to the many, many more that are in store! I hope to face them confidently.

Days 7 & 8; Going Home

2010-12-04T15:36:00.000-08:00

The next two days were spent on the boat, heading back to LA. I have to admit we were ready to see our kids again by the end.

We managed to keep ourselves busy. Dustin entered a free throw shooting contest, he took third place. We also took advantage of the rock climbing wall on the ship. I have to say one of our favorites was the frozen yogurt machine! We ate a lot of that stuff!!

We enjoyed the adult time this trip offered us. It was our first time ever being away and we took full advantage!!! Thanks to all our family that made it possible. And a BIG thanks to my Honey!! It was the best birthday and anniversary celebration!!!! I experienced my first taxi ride, my first trip out of the country, and my first time to ever swim in an ocean!!

Day 6 : Puerto Vallarta

2010-12-02T23:54:00.000-08:00

Puerto Vallarta was a very modernized city. Right outside our port was a Sam's Club, Wal-Mart, and their local mall. Talk about convenient!

Since we like the city tour so much in Mazatlan, we chose to do the city tour here as well. If we had time and still felt like spending money (man it went quick on this trip) we were going to do a zip-line.

We traveled up a very large mountain! I though we were going to die! But in the end it was worth the scare. Our driver took us up to view the city. It was beautiful! As we watched over the ocean we saw some whales hovering close. We never saw their tails, but you could definitely see something in the water and the guide said this is the time they see them.

After roaming the modern part of this cit, he took us up into what the call the "canopy," basically it was their rain forest. Many poor houses. It was quite humbling.

We ended up in a little village. We were able to see the kids coming home from school. One boy was riding his donkey! The boy's name was Philemon and his donkey's name was Philomena! Very clever!

In this village was a tequila factory. It was interesting to see the process this fruit goes through to become alcohol. They started with a HUGE pineapple and ended up with a bottle of liquor. Part of the tour was to taste the drink. People were surprised when we refused. they pressured a little more and we told them we don't drink. then a little more pressure! We told them it was a religious conviction and right away we heard, "You're Mormon, huh?" We said yes and then we heard, "Mormons? Oh, I've heard about them! Don't you have more than one wife?"

Dustin was quick to reply," No. I can only stand to have one!" So sweet, isn't he? I then explained to the lady (Elizabeth) the whole history and all. So our religion came up and we did a little missionary work. If you can really call it that...

We ate lunch at the only village restaurant, boy do they take advantage of that! Dustin and I split a piece of chicken and rice. It still cost us $22! But, right next door was a little store, the owner was a potter. He made beautiful dishes! I fell in love with the Mexican art work! i decided I need some little bowls as thank you gifts for my sisters-in-law who were tending the kids. So I was quite happy after that.

We headed back to the boat. It took us about an hour. We still had plenty of time to do the zip-line, but we really didn't feel like spending more money. Next time.

This city was beautiful!! I wouldn't mind going back, but Mazatlan was still my favorite!

on the boat after we arrived

couple pic on the boat, see the mall in the background?

can you see the whales?

view from the top

pineapples!!

village home

restaurant

hand made bowls I bought

tile I bought for my kitchen, by Jorge Lopez, done by hand

Day 5: Mazatlan

2010-11-23T22:23:00.000-08:00

Mazatlan was by far the poorest city we visited. It was pretty shady, but it was by far my favorite city. We had the best tour guide who took us into the city and explained the culture to me. I really loved it. We basically shopped in the market and a few galleries there. But we did visit an awesome church. The building was gorgeous! It was, however, strange to be taking pictures of the church while there were people worshiping.

It really was the poorest city. The minute we stepped off the boat, you knew it. There were little children wandering the streets, selling tiny boxes of Chiclets gum for money. They didn't know English. They would just come up to you and say. "Money?" It was so sad. It took everything in me not to put like a dollar in every child's plastic cup. They were so dirty and hadn't had baths. It was awful.

The city market was culture shock! I have never seen so many bugs in my life. Vendors who had money, covered their food goods with plastic, but the poorer ones had none. Their food and candy were swarming with flies, bees, and a lot more. I wish my kids were there to see it!

Inside the market was crazy! The meat market took my breath away (not in a good way). The meat was not refrigerated well. I couldn't imagine having to shop there.

Hard to see why I liked it so much? Well, the people were very friendly. It made up for it. We apparently have a lot of family there. When the peddlers asked us where we were from and we said Utah, their response was the same. "Oh, my __________ (fill in with brother, parents, cousin) lives in Utah. We are practically family!" Of course their intent was to get us to buy from them, or book a taxi with them, but it was fun. One guy noticed Dustin speaking Spanish and asked, " Are you from Utah?" I nodded and he pointed to his sign. It said: LDS welcome.

It was fun to experience the city. Something we didn't do in Cabo.

Here are a few of the pictures we took.

Wish I had taken some of the market.

pic of Mazatlan, can you see our boat??

pic of the city from the highest point

Church we visited in downtown

cliff divers, CRAZY!!

being brave, but then realized it was not my hat on my head...

Day 4: Cabo

2010-11-22T20:12:00.000-08:00

We were really excited to get off of the ship and see Mexico. Cabo did not have an actual dock, so we had to be tendered in by little boats. There were like 3,000 people on this ship! It was going to take a while, so we waited, and waited. Finally it was our turn to load the tenders.

little boats down below to take us to shore

Cabo from the ship

waiting to be tendered in

We got ashore and the first thing we saw was this:

Not very appealing and the smell was awful, but we kept watching. It was interesting to see how they cut the fish up.

In Cabo they really just dropped you off in their market. We were met by some very aggressive taxi drivers and tour guides. All were pining for your business. It was overwhelming. I have never been out of the country, so it was shocking for me. I felt bad turning everyone down. We had already booked sea kayaking and snorkeling through the ship. We found that to be a mistake. We paid $155 dollars and there were guides willing to do it for $70. Oh, well.

Sea kayaking was an adventure to say the least. I am TERRIFIED of water!! I wanted to be a good sport though. After all, we are in a place we will probably never be again. We paddled out to Lover's Beach from the main area, about a mile. I was reminding myself to breath the whole time. I did not want to go into a panic. We made it. I was so relieved, but had given myself a stress headache!

They let us play on the beach a moment, but then we had to board a little boat. It took us on a tour of their rock formations. We saw quite a few of the water life as well.

this separated the Sea of Cortes (side we were on) and the Pacific Ocean

We also saw Land's End. It is the end of the Baja Peninsula.

Then we were instructed to put on our snorkeling gear. This made me a little squeamish, but I reminded my self of how I had survived the kayak. It cam time to jump into the water and I was PETRIFIED! The guide could tell and suggested I sit rather that just jump in. I did, and I was proud of myself.

I wish we had brought a waterproof camera to get pictures of what we saw under the water. It was amazing. We tried to reach out and touch the fish, but they were too fast. Dustin and I swam hand in hand, gazing at all the angel fish, clown fish, and Dorey fish (not sure what they are really called, they were like Dorey off of Nemo). So romantic, huh?

After about 20 minutes, we both became ill from the sea water. Ugh. It was so salty!! We just swam for a minute and then headed back to the boat.

Soon they told everybody to come back. We took our gear off and headed back to the beach where we had left our kayaks. We jumped into them again and paddled another mile to the main beach. This time I was a lot more calm and was able to enjoy the thought of being out in the sea.

When we got back and it was all over, Dustin asked, "So, did you like it?"

I just simply relied, "Next time will be better. I won't give myself a headache."

I wish we had pics of us on the kayak, but they wouldn't let you bring anything but a water bottle. Maybe next time.

We got back to shore and did some shopping. I learned quickly to not window shop like I would in the states. The minute I seemed interested in something, the owner came up ready to offer me a good deal. "Good deal for you today, Senorita!" or "Special price for you, Senorita."

I did buy my girls some handmade, clay whistles. I got a cowboy hat. Dustin loves it! Don't have much to wear with it though.

We got back on the ship at about 4:30 pm. Waited on the deck to leave, then we crashed for a while in our bed. It was an exhausting day!!

Day 3: The Boat

2010-11-18T22:09:00.000-08:00

(our sad little pic of the boat)

While this is day three of our vacation, it is day 2 on the boat. We were headed to Cabo. It took me a while to "get my sea legs", but I found them with the help of Dramamine. (I have yet to get rid of it completely now that we have been back for 5 days) We enjoyed sleeping in, no rush to be anywhere. We just ate and ate. We found the all you can eat frozen yogurt machine and helped ourselves whenever we walked past.

In the afternoon they had a volleyball tournament. We entered. Our team took 2nd place, not too bad. We even won a silver medal! I wish I would have brought my camera, but who would have taken the pictures anyway?

I then decided to go to the gym (I was still trying to be good). It was nice to be able to workout. I knew I needed it after all the food I had been eating the last two days. But, then it was time for dinner again. Oh well.

It was a formal night and, again, no pictures. (Dustin will not be allowed to be in charge of the picture taking from now on) It was a nice night. I enjoyed being with my husband and experiencing something new for the both of us.

*I worried about the kids a little on this day. They were to be moving form Wendy's house to Taryn's. I was hoping everything was alright. I missed them for a minute. :)

pics of the boat from the internet:

this is the Promenade, main shopping area on the boat

swim deck, also deck where the yogurt is found

that's a big boat!

Mexico Trip: Days 1 &2

2010-11-16T11:48:00.000-08:00

Day 1: Long Beach, CA

We left Salt Lake early on the 6th. We flew into Long Beach and stayed there for a day. We were lucky enough to get a deal for the Hyatt. It was such a nice room, better than the Super 8 we were planning on. The first thing we did? Slept. Yes, we are officially old!

We napped until my friend, Kellie called. I was so happy to meet up with her. It had been since her wedding in 2008 that I had seen her. It was so nice to spend lunch together. I wish we had brought our camera!!

Her boys were adorable! Joey is her oldest. He was a crack up! He was our entertainment. After lunch we all went to the pier where he put on a show for us. We were lucky to have a stage just for him. Her little boy, Merrick, had woken up by now and what a cutie!! Oh how I wish we had our camera!!! Darn it!

Later that night, Dustin and I returned to the pier (after another long nap). We ate at a little Italian pizza place called Stefano's. So yummy! We toured the shops. I found a cute hat!!! We headed back to the hotel. We made sure we got enough sleep for our big day!!

Day 2: LA Port

We got up and got ready to head out to the cruise ship. After about a twenty minute ride, we arrived. We were nervous. We had a scare earlier in the week about my driver's license. We were not sure if we were going to be able to go, but they assured us over the phone we would be fine. But you never really know unless you are there.But they were right. We made it through customs with out any problem and boarded the ship.

We were not departing until sunset at 5, so it gave us lots of time to tour this massive ship!! It was huge!! We found our room, our dining room and table, and the sports deck. On the sports deck they had mini golf, a skating rink, ping pong, and the rock wall. We were excited to try them all out.

Then we decided to EAT!!! The buffet was really good, so we know the food was promising.

After a lot more wandering, it was time to go to the top deck to watch us leave. It was real exciting. It was also really hard to look down. I hate heights and we were at least 100 ft in the air!

Once we set off, the whole atmosphere of the boat changed. It was now loud and full of excitement. Very much a party!!

as we are sailing out

at night it got pretty cold!!

Good Cause

2010-11-03T21:12:00.000-07:00

Just a shout out for my good friend, Sarah! You can be entered into her give away if you spread the word!

Just click here to find out the details!

Pound the Pavement for Parenthood 5k run/walk.

Happy Halloween

2010-10-31T22:15:00.000-07:00

This year we had a lot of fun. We were lucky to have Dustin with us! He had to work, but they allowed him to come into work late. A true blessing. We celebrated on Saturday because Halloween fell on Sunday. We started the day off carving pumpkins (yes, a little late). We then got ready and ventured over to our trink-or-treat at the church. After, we walked around the neighborhood. The kids hit the jackpot. I must say it has been hard to keep my hands of their candy!!!

Dustin and I dressed up as UP characters. Dustin was Russel and I was Mr. Fredricksen.

Today we went to Dustin's parent's home and had soup, chili, and scones. Everybody brought a game to play and we had a little Halloween Carnival! So much fun and I forgot my camera!!

Hope you all had a great holiday!!

Merritts and Punctuality

2010-10-21T15:33:00.001-07:00

So, ever since Dustin was released from the bishopric, we have been TERRIBLE at making it to church on time. In fact last week Becca asked me, as we were getting ready, if we were going to "long Sunday or short Sunday." That's pretty bad!!! Unfortunately it was short Sunday.

I don't know why we can't get it together!!!

I have set a goal to be on time this Sunday. I might even have enough time to take a picture in our Sunday best. I haven't had one of those in a while!

We shall see, we shall see...

A Fmaily Outing

2010-10-14T12:36:00.000-07:00

Last Friday we took our children on a promised outing from long ago. If you remember, we are doing scripture memorizing for our family scripture study. I take a scripture each week and they are to memorize for a whole week. After 10 scriptures we do something fun. Well it took a while, but they finally did it!!!

For a reward we tried Incredible Pizza in Draper. Taryn had given us a coupon for $13 a person. This included all their rides and a buffet. We were honestly quite impressed. The pizza was much like 5 Buck pizza, but the buffet included a Mexican bar, Italian bar, and dessert bar too.

You were allowed to stay for four hours after you swiped for your first ride. We decided to eat first! :) Then we went and enjoyed go-carts, mini-golf, mini-bowling, laser tag, and bumper cars. Then we ate some more! Then played more and before it was time to leave, we had dinner! I was going to take advantage of not cooking for dinner!! We left at the right time too. All day long it was mostly us there because of the week day, but around 3 it started getting packed.

I'm glad the kids had fun. It was nice to just be together as a family and have quality time. That seems lacking lately. I'm happy they are taking the challenge of learning the scriptures seriously. I don't think I can give them a better gift than learning to love the scriptures!!

I was only able to get this picture, my camera died!! But at least we have one! Thanks Aunt Taryn for sharing your coupon!!!

The Right Place for My Thoughts

2010-10-12T23:47:00.000-07:00

Dustin complains that I have made our family blog my own personal journal. He is right, so after really thinking about it, I chose to make a seperate blog for my own feelings and thoughts. I turned my quote blog that I statred a long time ago into my online journal. Merritt Memories I will keep for family stories, events, and anything pertaining to the kids. So if you want to ever hear my opinion or thoughts on anything venture over to:

laraesworthmentioning.blogspot.com

there will be some good stuff every now and then!!

I'm Trying Hard to Not Forget

2010-10-02T09:47:00.000-07:00

"If you are still in the process of raising children, be aware that the tiny fingerprints that show up on almost every newly cleaned surface, the toys scattered about the house, the piles and piles of laundry to be tackled will disappear all too soon and that you will – to your surprise – miss them profoundly..."

It seems like yesterday:

"Send that note to the friend you’ve been neglecting; give your child a hug; give your parents a hug; say “I love you” more; always express your thanks. Never let a problem to be solved become more important than a person to be loved. Friends move away, children grow up, loved ones pass on. It’s so easy to take others for granted, until that day when they’re gone from our lives and we are left with feelings of 'what if' and 'if only.' Said author Harriet Beecher Stowe, 'The bitterest tears shed over graves are for words left unsaid and deeds left undone.' "

Thanks Pres. Monson!!

Time goes way too fast!!!

FIND JOY IN THE JOURNEY!!!!

If We Had Built the Mayflower...

2010-09-24T09:45:00.000-07:00

we would have never made it to Plymouth Rock. I'm pretty sure we would have died on our journey. Cause of death: drowning.

Aaron ran down the stairs to me and said," Mom, we forgot about my project!" I paused for a moment thinking of what project I was in charge of. Am I all of a sudden in the 5th grade? Did I have a project due that I forgot about? Nope.
I replied," What's this we stuff, Aaron? I didn't have a project." He cocked his head to the side and gave a little smile. Thinking I wasn't serious. I know why.

You see, in the past when one of my kids comes running to me in a hurry fretting about a project forgotten, I have always helped them. They do all they can until bedtime. Always, ALWAYS, I am left finishing it until the wee hours of morning. Bad habit, I know. So, this is why my son thought I was kidding, but I wasn't. I was tired, tired of their waiting til the last minute, tired of them telling me no when asked if they have any homework. Last I checked a project was homework.

"Aaron, you better get started," was all I said. He looked a little puzzled.

"But what do I make it out of?" he asked.

I shrugged my shoulders. "I don't know. What do you want to make it out of?" He thought for a long while and went and found a box.

"What do I use to cover it?" he asked.

I replied," I don't know. What do you want to cover it with?" He was getting the idea that I wasn't going to help. He pulled out black construction paper.

The mom in me couldn't resist saying," I don't think the Mayflower was black." I suggested he make it look like wood. He found some Popsicle sticks from the craft basket and got to work. By 10:00 pm, way past bedtime he showed me this:

Not bad. I must say ship building is not in the genes. But he made it. All by himself. Learned a valuable lesson, I hope. And I stayed up late by choice.

It did make me wonder though. I wondered how long it took the pilgrims to build this ship and prepare for their voyage. Or did they wait til the last minute and ask their mothers to build it for them?

The Holy Ghost and Who I Have Always Been

2010-09-22T15:49:00.000-07:00

One of the greatest challenges in this life is discovering who we are. How is this done? How do I learn about myself and my purpose on this earth?

I have been trying to focus on this more lately. I want to feel I have a purpose for being here. I think I would be a lot more productive.

A quote by Sheri Dew: (of course it is from, No Doubt About It)

"...how eager the Lord is to unveil the knowledge stored safely inside our spirits about who we are and what our mission is.

...It is the Spirit who reveals to us our identity-which isn't just who we are, but who we have always been. And when we know, our lives take on a purpose so stunning that we are changed forever."

I want a stunning purpose, I want to be changed forever. I'm so jealous right now of those who know about themselves!

I know that I have deep within me, SOMEWHERE, special talents to fulfill my purpose. The problem? I'm not quite sure of what they are. How grateful I am that I have been given the gift of the Holy Ghost. Because of him, I can know!! I just have to be willing to be tuned in to listen! (why is that the hard part?)

Favorite Book, Favorite Author

2010-09-20T13:05:00.000-07:00

Some of you might be thinking you did not read that title correctly. Larae reading? Larae doesn't read. While this is normally true, there are a few books that I actually make time for. One is my scriptures, the other is anything written by Sheri Dew.

I just finished reading, No Doubt About It, again. Yes, I said again. There is a book in this world that I read all the way through and re-read it. And I just might read it for a third time! I love it that much!

If you have never read it, it must be put on your list of "Things to do Before I Die".

A little part I'd like to share:

"...we have always been women of God. We have repeatedly made righteous choices, on both sides of the veil, that demonstrate our faith and faithfulness. We have bound ourselves to the Lord with the most binding covenants of mortality. We have been and are so much more valiant than we think. We have so much more divine potential than we can comprehend."

Just one of the reasons I like it so much. If you want you can borrow my copy, but you will have to read through all the highlighted passages and my side notes. I think it is a book every woman should own!!

Boy Day vs. Girl Day

2010-09-11T22:11:00.000-07:00

Boy Day:

Dustin woke up early today and took the boys on an ATV ride with his dad, Russ. I heard they had a really good time. Aaron told me that his brother and him had a peeing contest. I guess a must when all boys are around. Who won? Aaron. He told me that he and Grandpa almost rolled the quad THREE times. Something every mother loves to hear. Thank goodness for helmets! I heard that Ryan acts a lot like his mom when it comes to getting too close to the edge of a mountain. I admit it, I'm a scardy- cat, so is Ryan. We have to have a couple people in this family with enough common sense to stay away from the edge, something bad could happen.

Girl Day:

We girls slept in. I ended up missing Super Saturday. I was bummed. We all got ready and went to do some shopping. I wanted to go to the Distribution Center. I needed a DVD and I wanted to buy the Preach My Gospel manual. I heard it's a good tool for family night. While there I learned that they discontinued the Gospel Art Kits. I was sad, but I improvised. I bought a few pictures of the Savior's life with the stories on back. I will pick a scripture related to the picture for everyone to memorize and keep both on the fridge all week. I envied the new Temple dresses, I think I will be buying one soon. My girls sat and watched a video of Christ the whole time. I left with the song, Jesus was No Ordinary Man stuck in my head.

On the way home we stopped and got some lunch. McDonald's of course!

I decided I wanted to venture to Seagull Book. We bought some coloring books and each girl got to pick a little something. Grace picked a stuffed animal, Kate picked a HUGE Batman coloring book (typical, anything NOT girly), and Becca chose a Hello Kitty sticker book.

Pretty eventful day, but I think I enjoyed my day more!! I love spending girl time with my girls. Next time we should probably switch. I'm up for doing boy things, but peeing contests are out! I'd loose anyway.

Promises Not Forgotten

2010-09-10T11:09:00.000-07:00

Dustin called me other day to inform me that he had been called into his Lieutenant's office. When he spoke these words my heart skipped a beat and butterflies swarmed in my belly. I feared what would come next.

He went on and informed me that in their visit he was praised tremendously for his work ethic. To use his Lieutenant's words, " they (his work achievements) are not going unnoticed." I was so excited for him! He leads in responses to calls, tickets, and a whole lot of other stuff that I don't quite remember. In some he more than leads, he blows the others out of water! His Lieutenant encouraged him to keep up the good work.

After we hung up the phone, I was reminded of all the apprehensions I had in coming to the conclusion that Dustin should make this drastic career change. Money being the #1 worry. I remember being told by the Spirit not to worry, that Dustin would move up quickly and we would be taken care of. It is a relief to see those promises being fulfilled. He has found favor with his Sargent, as well, who happens to be over all the overtime, part-time jobs. Coincidence? I don't think so. Dustin has been able to supplement a fair amount of the pay cut. He just got hired on for a permanent part-time position.

I feel very blessed and love. I am so grateful to know that Heavenly Father watches over us and keeps his promises. We just have to be willing to take that jump in the dark, trusting that His light will be there to guide us!

Mod Podge Projects

2010-09-02T13:31:00.000-07:00

I have been trying to get all my kids' rooms done. They are slowly, but surely coming along. For Kate and Becca's room I have been working on some things to hang on the wall. I'm pretty happy with the ending product (however, that K will bug me to the end of time because I didn't get it centered very well).

I got the shelf from Roberts and had my husband paint it, he's bored and always needs something to do. The frames I got from Wood Connection. Had Dust paint those too. I know how to paint, I promise. The letters I got from Hobby Lobby. All the paper and embellishments were courtesy of Joann; they have the cutest paper!!

In the shelf I will be putting black and white pics of Kate and Bec. I just have a few more projects for their room and I will be able to check theirs off my to-do-list. I really enjoy actually accomplishing a goal!!

Here are a few pics!!

Family Night Help

2010-08-30T22:43:00.000-07:00

I am always looking for ways to make family night more interesting. While strolling up and down the isles at Seagull Book & tape, one of my favorite stores, I found this:

We haven't tried it yet, but we will. My boys love Troy Dunn, so I thought we'd give John a try. I'm sure we'll all enjoy it! It even came with a few recipes! Very nice.

Some Me Time

2010-08-27T23:57:00.001-07:00

I have been able to do some things I have wanted to do. It has been nice, but my housework has suffered!! Now I'm playing catch up. I don't like that game.

Believe it or not, I have been looking into this "bucket list". On that list was learn how to sew. I'm no seamstress, but maybe one day I can even thread the sewing machine. Any volunteers to instruct me. Maybe you can form a sewing group for beginner sewers and teach us. I would like it! Anyway about the list...

I read somewhere recently that To Kill a Mocking Bird was on a list of books to read before you die. How fitting, I thought. I was hesitant. I do not like to read and when I choose to read, I usually go with the self help books. They most often are LDS authors. I really like Sheri Dew.

I gave in. I put a hold on it at the library. A couple weeks later I was notified to come and pick it up. It sat in my library bag for 3 weeks. I realized it was overdue and I needed to return it. I wanted to read it though. So I said, " Forget the $.15/day charge. I'm keepin' it." I did. I read it in 2 days! A record for me. I sat and read, and read, and read some more.

It felt really nice to reach a goal. It also was a pretty good book. I wasn't a fan of the language. But realize it was relevant to the time period. I felt bad for Atticus- I like his name- his daughter Scout, and son Jem. I loved Cal! I was glad to learn of Mr Ewell's fate! (See, I really read it, ALL of it!)

I would recommend it, such an easy read. Just know there is some bad language.

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I was also able to go to a movie with some friends the other night. We saw, Eat Pray Love. I enjoyed it. While I didn't agree with a lot of the character's (Julia Roberts) beliefs, I thought the main point of the movie was valid. She learned of the importance of balance in life. I took that little bit of knowledge with me and will certainly use it! It reminded me of D&C 89, "moderation in all things." The one thing you were allowed to over indulge in was love. Absolutely nothing wrong with that!!!

Yay, for me time!

Cute Skirts

2010-08-25T22:39:00.000-07:00

My sweet sisters-in-law called me yesterday and said they had learned a pattern to make cute little girl skirts. They had material left over and wanted to make my girls a skirt. I told Taryn how I was wanting to learn to sew and my first project I wanted to tackle was making my girls a skirt. She said to come on over and they would help me! It took me about two hours to make 1 skirt. Not very fast. But I was happy to not have broken any needles. I'm happy to report that I am able to sew a straight line...sort of...pretty darn close!

They turned out really cute. Take a look!

This is Grace's. She wanted a bow, so hers is a little different.

This is Kate's. Very cute!

And this is Becca's. The knot can be worn on either the side like this, or like Kate's, in the middle.

It has been a goal of mine to learn to sew. I must say it is time consuming. I might have to wait until all my kids are back school to be able to enjoy it. I'm not the best multi-tasker. So thanks Wendy and Taryn! It was a nice visit and I accomplished something I have been wanting to do for a long time!!

If You're Bored and Need Some Entertainment...

2010-08-20T19:40:00.000-07:00

Just go bowling!!!

Trust me!! Tons of laughs in store for everyone!!! I love my kids!
(it was even Cosmic bowling)

A God of Miracles

2010-08-16T22:40:00.000-07:00

For me today was a learning day. Have you ever had those? I know I could have many more, but often miss the opportunity because I'm not tuned in. As I sat on my bed folding laundry, I was watching BYU television. It is one of "my" channels. I feel blessed when I get a minute watch it. Like I said, today I was tuned in. I was ready to hear what the Lord wanted to teach me.

I learned that our Heavenly Father is a "god of miracles." No, this is not new doctrine, something I have always known, but today it resonated differently within me. I started thinking what it takes to be considered a miracle.

At first you think of things like the parting of the Red Sea, or maybe the healing of the sick, blind, or dumb. One might think of turning water into wine. While these are all miraculous, they are not prevalent today. So have God's miracles ceased? That is the question I asked myself.

No, I answered. His miracles still abound, ever much so. I thought of the amazing journey a baby travels into existence. It happens more than once a day. What about the mind of a child? Isn't it a miracle how fast it increases in knowledge. The process through which they learn is astounding! I thought of the creation of this world. The littlest detail was not forgotten. This world replenishes itself everyday. If only I had the time to watch it happen!! I'm sure I would be in awe of it all!

My mind wandered, still calculating. Realizing that even the most simplest of things are miracles, things that we take for granted everyday.

My final thoughts surrounded the Atonement. What a miracle! To know that little, insignificant me can grow to be divine! My everyday efforts can be multiplied and magnified if I use this precious gift. My weaknesses can disappear if I remember to ask for help.

I learned today that God's miracles will not end unless I allow it. When I stop relying on His power and start trusting my own, thinking I have it covered and can do it myself, then his miracles will cease in my life. I am responsible for the number of miracles that occur in my everyday life. Miracles are not dead, not yet, not ever!

Museum of Church History

2010-08-04T08:37:00.000-07:00

During the week of Pioneer Day we took the kids tho the museum downtown. This is one of my favorites! They learn all about the history of the church and imagine what it might be like. They have the opportunity to gaze upon the Prophet Joseph's face, well sort of. At this museum they have the death masks of Joseph and Hyrum. So much better than a drawing!

There is also a section just for the kids. They have hands on activities. They can dress up like Joseph and Mary, a shepherd, or wise man. They are able to be a nurse in the nursery of a hospital. They can also grasp hold of the iron rod! There is so much more to do!!!

If you have never taken your family, you must!!!

I Wonder What it Would Be Like?

2010-08-03T18:22:00.000-07:00

So on the news I heard of a college student who decided to abandon all luxuries and move into a van. It will be interesting to follow him.

Sometimes I think it would be an adventure to throw caution to the wind and do what ever I wanted, but this is not quite my nature. I wonder what it would be like to be that way? How would my life differ? I guess I will have to live through his experiences and only imagine.

You can go here if you want to follow along with me. Maybe we can talk and share insight.

A New Part of Life

2010-07-30T10:02:00.000-07:00

This year seems to have passed so quickly. Can I just say, my life recently seems to be in fast forward?! I'm not sure if I will ever get used to it, but I have no choice.

My kids are back in school. Kate is in first grade! During the day it's just me and Becca. I remember when Ryan started kindergarten I felt that I would have little kids forever! Well, Ryan starts jr high this year. Looking back, it didn't seem long at all.

Next year Becca will be in kindergarten! What on earth am I going to do with myself? Dustin has reminded me that I can get a job. I have thought a lot about that. The problem is my children are in year-round school. Kind of hard to schedule around. Plus, I don't know if I want to enter the work field so quickly. I do want to go to school, but maybe just a class here and there until my kids are older.

I am excited to have a little me time, I'm just not quite sure what to do with it. I am a little sad that this part of my life has arrived so quickly. It really means I'm getting old. I've been on an old kick lately, probably a mid-life crisis. I should find something to help. Any suggestions? Maybe this would be a good time to write my very own bucket list.

Deer Creek

2010-07-25T18:35:00.000-07:00

On July 17th we took the kids to Deer Creek Reservoir with our friends the Corderos. The kids had a lot of fun just playing in the water. They had a water gun fight. The kids also found a large floating log. They turned it into their very own canoe. Very resourceful! There wasn't much of a beach. That was a bummer for me, but they had fun playing in the rocks! There's absolutely nothing wrong with building rock castles, right? :)

Here are just a few of the pics I took:

Pictues at the Park

2010-07-18T18:27:00.000-07:00

Last week we took the kids an outing to the park. I wanted to get some snapshots. It was a little of a struggle. Kids are never as cooperative as you would like when the camera comes out, at least mine aren't. But I think we got some cute ones. Here are a few. I took 75, so I can understand my kid's frustration!!

The Perfect "Mommy" Day

2010-07-14T08:40:00.000-07:00

The days when you take the time to do absolutely nothing, sometimes turn out to be the best days. No hurry, hurry, rush, rush to get somewhere. Often the kids get so excited to be going somewhere they loose commonsense and start misbehaving. We decided on Monday we would not be doing anything.

We sat in the front yard all afternoon. The sun was shining and it was hot, but not unbearable. The clouds would come often and block the heat. If we needed a fast cool down we grabbed a Popsicle or two.

The kids found buckets and sponge paintbrushes. We filled the buckets with cold water from the hose. They worked tirelessly painting our wooden fence. Soon they were just drawing pictures, eventually, a water fight!

We ate our snack picnic style. We noticed some hungry ants. They decided to feed them our Ritz crackers. We watched as they carried their food storage to their home.

It didn't take long for the kids to notice the roly poly bugs. They are such nice bugs to let others hold them. Never bite, just keep crawling, tolerant of all the abuse. You didn't need that leg did you Mr. Poly?

By now it was cool enough to pull out the riding toys. Bikes, scooters, and toy cars filled the sidewalk. It was hot, but nothing a cold glass of water wouldn't fix, or a rest in the shade. Soon they'd be ready for more. Red faces, but happy ones.

Dinnertime. The fun has ended. We clean up and put things away. I wonder why I don't plan more days like this. They are the days that make my job easiest!!

Hill Air Force Aerospace Museum

2010-07-11T19:34:00.001-07:00

On the 6th we had our first official summer field trip. We took the kids up to the aerospace museum in Ogden with our good friends the Corderos. They loved it! At first glance I thought it was a few airplanes in the yard and a tiny little museum we could walk through, but that place was HUGE! The kids' favorite part was definitely the education center. Everything was hands on for them. They enjoyed dressing up and pretending to be pilots and astronauts. They also had some simulators. Ryan hung out there. He loved flying the planes on the game he was playing. One of the best parts was being ab;e to enter "The Jolly Green Giant" helicopter. Most exibits were off limits. The kind tour guide allowed the kids to actually walk up the ramp and sit inside. the helicopter was used in Vietnam. Paratroopers leaped from the same ramp! We had a great time.

On the way home we stopped and paid a long, over-due visit to Dustin's grandma. We had a very nice visit.

Here are "a few" pictures of our day long trip (sorry for the picture overload, I would've done more). I would recommend a visit if you have never been there it was quite exciting.

Fourth Festivities

2010-07-04T15:41:00.000-07:00

We woke up excited to celebrate our nation's birthday. The city that Dustin works for had some fun activities planned and a parade later that evening. We were lucky enough to have front row seats and parking spaces, thanks to Dust's connections. It's not a huge perk, but it was nice to be at the front of the parade and able to park close.

They spent the afternoon watching K9 officers perform, witnessing the landing of a helicopter,and being a cop and taking down a "bad guy". We ended the afternoon with bounce houses ad snowies.

After a short break, we returned to Sandy to watch the parade with our good friends the Corderos. Parades are rather funny in Utah. In West Jordan it is nothing but a form of business advertisement, in Sandy it was all political! But there were a few fun moments. The kids nearly tackled each other for the candy. This year we were lucky and got chicken nuggets from Chic-fil-a. So, I guess you could say we attend the parade for the freebies!!

We ended our night with NO fireworks!! Can you believe that?! We were so tired and had church in the morning. We were in bed around 9:30, I think. Such party animals!! We were wiped out from the sun!!

I will say that I am so grateful to be a citizen of this country. I do believe it is a choice land. I am thankful for the MANY freedoms I enjoy. I know I often take it for granted! God bless America and those who defend our freedom!!

Camp Outs

2010-06-30T09:42:00.001-07:00

While Ryan was away on his week long scout camp, Dustin and I decided it would be fun to take the rest of us to our ward camp out. We had quite the quick little adventure.

We left early Friday afternoon. We found a nice little spot by the river. While setting up I noticed we had some little neighbors:

I realized we were out in the wild, smack-dab in the middle of "bear country" as the sign read. I took a deep breath and reminded myself it was for only one night.

The kids all had lots of fun exploring the surroundings. They were happy to discover gophers, squirrels, they even found a dead snake with its heart hanging out and ants were feeding on it! Only in nature.

We enjoyed making smore's with everybody. I have never seen such HUGE marshmallows! Becca really enjoyed them! She was a mess.

All the kids found their own walking stick and made sure to keep a hold of them while exploring.

We settled down for the night. The girls and I were in the tent while Dustin and Aaron roughed it under the stars in back of the truck. It was pretty nice. We never did get too cold.

In the morning we enjoyed yummy breakfast burritos. They were so good! Thanks ward activity people!

We played for a little while we broke camp and then headed home. I think the kids had a really good time. Becca let us know she did. "This is the best vacation ever!" she shouted. Who knew, forget Disneyland!!

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I just thought I'd let you all know Ryan survived. He did see a bear though. It just happened to be one of the older scouts in a costume! He said they were all so scared until they realized who it was.

He was excited to tell us all about "snipe hunting." It took me a while to convince him they weren't real. Aaron finally said, "Let's look it up on the internet." Then he believed me.

He only took one shower the whole week he was up there and that was his SECOND day! Silly kid. I told him to jump in and he did willingly. When he got out I saw his great sock line. I said, " Wow, great tan!" The closer I got I noticed it was a DIRT line! "Yuck, Ryan." He informed me it was there because of his lack of showering. I reminded him he just got out of the shower. "It will take a few days to go away," he said. I ran and got the baby wipes to clean it all off. I made sure to take a memorable photo.

Just goes to show the only thing I have to worry about when they are gone is is they shower enough! YUCK!!

A "First" for a mom of 12 years...

2010-06-21T13:18:00.000-07:00

I woke up about a quarter to 6 this morning. Not to go running. But, to get my 12 year-old to his FIRST week long scout camp. Can I just say that I'm a little scared, depressed, and unsure!

What if he gets lost, or even worse... BEARS!! This is to much to handle!

He was excited though! I kept reminding him to be safe. His reply, "Mom, that's the 4th time you've told me in the last 15 minutes." I guess I'm being too paranoid, but I gave birth to him, so I have the right!!!

Now, I just have to make it through the week without worrying! :) We'll see.

PS Wish I had a picture of him trying to hold up the backpack he had on his back. that thing had to weigh almost as much as he did!!

The Value of Expectations

2010-06-07T09:14:00.000-07:00

Our household has been running mad lately, and not because we are so incredibly busy. I have discovered it is because of the lack of expectations lately. There has been no completion of chores, no homework, no NOTHING. I've decided that life is a lot more chaotic when everybody is allowed to run around doing whatever they feel like.

I have discovered the value of expectations.

Today we woke up, they were allowed to watch TV for a moment, but then it was time to work. The dishes were done, garbage taken out, and rooms cleaned. I am getting ready to start bathrooms after this entry. :) What a difference! No fighting, no whining, grumbling, anything of the sort. They are much too busy.

This applies spiritually as well. We are expected to live to a certain standard and when it is not reached, I can tell. My life is not as happy and I am not very pleasant to be around. So this morning I put myself back on schedule to read, pray, and be thankful.

I find it funny that all we long for is a little freedom to do whatever we want. When we finally get it, we realize it wasn't as great as we thought it would be!

Here's to a lesson learned and a life time of expectations! I'll be better for it!

PS making expectation charts for each kid and what they need to work on. One for myself too. Treating ourselves when those are reached! I'll have to share when I get them done.

Going Home

2010-06-01T19:51:00.000-07:00

This past weekend I had the opportunity to make the drive to Las Vegas all by myself. To be honest I was a little excited. It is something I haven't done with my 5 kids. Dustin is always worried, so I have never ventured out and done it. I was anxious to put his worries to rest. I'm a big girl!!

As I went under the final bridge, came over the hill to see the glorious sight of that HUGE city, I felt 18 again. I was just coming home for the weekend to see my family. My dad was still alive, my mom was that Sandra I knew when I was young. I'm totally unaware of all that would take place in the next 15 years. It made me sad. It made me homesick! It made me want those years back to do all over again. It went way too fast!!

I pulled into my mom's driveway, her new driveway, I was home! Yeah, everything is different, but the spirit of our home has not changed. It's quiet now, but the same peace and safety I felt growing up is still there. I want my kids to remember how they feel at Grandma's house. I want to make the best of the three days I have.

We spend the weekend enjoying each other, reconnecting and catching up. It's been a while since I've seen some of them. Their kids are so big, my kids don't recognize some of them, neither do I!

It came time to go home and sadness set in. It seems like we just started our weekend together. Time came too quickly. I want it back, again! I said my good byes. I did it without crying, but not my mom, she never could.

I got in my car. I'm sad to go, but my hubby is home. I miss him and want to see him. I can't wait to see him. I'm excited to be going home...again!

I love my family!!

Learning to be Patient

2010-05-22T00:11:00.000-07:00

Things happen. I wish I could explain them, but I can't. All I know is that through our trials we are taught to be patient and to rely on Him. We have to be willing to take His hand and walk any unfamiliar path He takes us down, knowing WELL that He is right there holding our hand and leading us to where we need to be.

Sometimes that's a scary thing to do!

The Kansas City, MO Temple

2010-05-17T17:19:00.000-07:00

I just read about the groundbreaking in the Church News. I am am so excited for there to be a temple in the KC area. I know it must seem weird since I don't live there.
My family lived there for some time though. First we lived in Gallatin, MO for about 18 mo. My dad was the branch president there. We moved back to Mesa for a while, but in 1984, when I was 7, we moved back to Missouri. We ended up in Lee's Summit this time.

We lived here until I was almost 13. I finished elementary school there. I made some good friends. I have very fond memories of Missouri. I keep trying to convince Dustin to move there. Lee's Summit is the 10th safest city in the nation. :) He doesn't take the hint! Oh, well.

Anyway, when they announced that there would be a temple in KC in General Conference, my heart almost leaped out of my chest. I couldn't believe it! My brothers and sisters and I were the only members in the whole school until I was in 6th grade!!

I can't wait until the open house. I hope that I will be able to make it back for it. We plan on holding our family reunion there next year, maybe we should postpone it for another year!

Just thought I'd share a picture.

Rainbows Are Hypnotizing

2010-05-12T18:47:00.000-07:00

Today as we were going to the library, Kate and Noah found a rainbow in the sky. It was beautiful! It had been along time since I have seen one, more likely I haven't noticed one. We had fun just admiring it. Absolute silence for about 1 minute. Becca chimed in, "This is my first time ever seeing a REAL rainbow!" She was so excited. After that, the questions followed.

"Larae, what makes a rainbow?"

"Mom, how does it get in the sky?"

Good thing we were on our way to the library! "We'll get a book and read about it," I answered.

Our book is on hold, so we have to wait. We will enjoy learning all about rainbows!! I love being a MOM!!

Neglecting the Things that Matter

2010-05-03T14:06:00.000-07:00

I should be cleaning my house right now, but I'm choosing to NEGLECT my house and do what I want to do. I don't do this very often, but I'm being naughty today.

Life is so chaotic at the moment. I seem to never have a day of rest. Even Sundays are not very restful. I guess that's how life goes. Dustin was sweet and recognized that I have been having a hard time lately, maybe it was me crying in the basement as I sat and folded laundry, who knows. He went and purchased me an hour long massage. Boy did I need that! I had a rather interesting conversation with the lady as she was massaging my neck. Here's how it went:

Her- "You say you suffer from stress headaches? What type of job do you have?"

Me- "I'm a mom."

Her- "Oh, well how many kids?"

ME- "I have five."

Her- "Ohhhh. That explains it. You are one giant knot in your neck. I would suggest next time you come in, if you come in, you schedule for an hour and a half of knot work."

Me- "Really? I'm that bad?"

Her- "Uh... yeah. Really bad."

When I left that place, I felt like a new person. I could not believe the way my neck felt. She spent the rest of the time on the knots in my neck after our discussion. I couldn't believe I had let myself get to that point.

I think the best thing we can ever do for ourselves is take care of our physical, emotional, and spiritual needs.

In Relief Society on Sunday, I heard this quote:

"When a woman chooses to have Christ at the center of her own heart, at the nucleus of her personal world, she brings the Lord into the core of her home and family, be it a family of one a family of many. Wherever she lives and whatever her circumstances, as the heart of the family, what is in each woman's heart is reflected in the environment and spirit of her home." ~Anne C Pingree

I have neglected this lately. I have not made Christ "the center of my heart." In doing so, my home has suffered. I have suffered. I know that when I make a conscience effort to read and pray, my home life is better and so am I.

So, "back to the drawing board" as they say (even though I really don't understand that saying). My focus must be on those things that are most needful.

'Tell Me the Stories of Jesus'

2010-04-12T20:01:00.000-07:00

Growing up this was one of my MANY favorite primary songs. I loved to hear the stories of Christ, the things he did through out his life on this earth. I remember reading them from a child's book when I was small. I can still picture that book in my head.

One talk that touched me during conference was given by Elder Neil L Andersen (okay, I admit, i was sleeping during the Sunday afternoon session, but I found the highlight in the Church News). He counseled how we should be teaching our children the stories of Jesus. When we do this, their testimonies will grow.

He states, " Each [youth] needs his or her own light, his or her own 'steadfast and immovable' faith in the Lord Jesus Christ, independent of parents, youth leaders and supportive friends."

I am hoping to do this. I never realized that in FHE we don't focus on stories of Him, more on the principles of the gospel. I want my children to know and love the Savior. To know all about His life when He was here. He set a tremendous example and they have to be aware of it if I want them to follow it.

Learning About Myself (Again)

2010-04-09T21:04:00.000-07:00

In high school I was fairly confident. I would share my opinion with anyone, still will just think a little more before I speak now. I considered myself capable of many things and wasn't afraid to try new things. I trusted myself.

Today, that's still me, just toned down a bit. The one thing I do notice is I don't trust myself like I used to. I ALWAYS second guess myself.

I know part of it comes from letting my husband do everything. Why not? He's great at everything. Another part of it comes with motherhood. We have these little lives that need so much. We forget about ourselves. It's understandable when most days we're just trying to survive.

I've been focusing on this lately. I want to be the person I used to be. I want to trust myself. I think what kicked this off was Dustin's new job. I have had to step up to the plate a whole lot more. By making decisions or doing things that he would normally do, I have gained more confidence. I'm enjoying these feelings. I'm even attempting wall paper stripping all on my own! (a big step for me)

As far as motherhood goes, it's still crazy. Some days I still feel like I'm treading water, but through prayer an the miracle of the Atonement, I'm slowly gaining confidence as a mom and being comfortable with that role. I know it sounds CRAZY to say that after 12 years, but I have struggled with balance this whole time.

I"m not there yet, but I'm getting there. I'm a work in progress.

The Quote Lover in Me

2010-04-05T22:45:00.000-07:00

Hi my name is, Larae. I am a quote-aholic.

Ever since I was young I have had a passion for words of inspiration. Not a strange thing, really. I think everyone loves to be lifted by others stimulating expressions. We rely on each other. But maybe I'm getting a little hoarder-ish.

I have quotes that go back to 6th grade. I have accumulated a rather impressible collection. What's a girl to do? Do you discard all these things that have helped sculpt who you are?

Dustin is getting annoyed. No, I have not got piles just sitting around, okay maybe 1, but it's only 1 inch thick!! I'm running out of places to put them!

Along time ago I tried starting a blog to organize my quotes. It might be time try it again. Any suggestions?

Discovering Anne Frank

2010-04-02T18:22:00.000-07:00

Everyone has inside of him a piece of good news. The good news is that you don't know how great you can be! How much you can love! What you can accomplish! And what your potential is!
-Anne Frank

How true Daddy's words were when he said: all children must look after their own upbringing. Parents can only give good advice or put them on the right paths, but the final forming of a person's character lies in their own hands.
-Anne Frank

You can always, always give something, even if it is only kindness.
-Anne Frank

My kids and I are going to start learning about this incredible girl. I've never read her writings, but feel inspired to do so. After, we will visit the exhibit, Anne Frank: A History for Today. It will be held at the Salt Lake City Main Library. It will run April 13- May 11, 2010. I'm excited!

Anyone want to join us?

Scripture Study in the Merritt Home

2010-03-30T19:41:00.000-07:00

In our house we always try to do what is right and what is important. Reading our scriptures is something we try to do. We are not the best at sticking to it. I don't know what it is, why it's so hard.

We have tried illustrated versions, those worked well, but we finished them. Mom, I'll get those back to you one day! :) We have tried reading straight out of the scriptures. I think this is ideal. They become acquainted with the "lingo." And behold... And it came to pass.. thou, thee, ye, yay. You know what I"m talking about. Becca and Kate really struggle this way though.

I was trying to think of how to put some life back into our scripture study, a little excitement. After much thought and a little searching I found this:

I love this book! We use it for FHE too. We study 1 verse (they are all scripture mastery) for a week. You read it, memorize it, and discuss it. We print out activities from the cd-rom it comes with. I have been amazed of the outcome. My kids have memorized 3 verses so far,working on our 4th! Even Kate and Bec are memorizing them. Can I just say these are not short scriptures either!

I know reading our scriptures is important, and one day I hope for us all to sit with our scriptures in our lap and study right from them, but for now we'll be doing it this way. I'll make little scripture scholars out of them yet!

On Getting Older

2010-03-28T16:01:00.000-07:00

Do you ever have those moments when reality hits you and you realize you have been living in denial. This month it has happened twice!

It is our civic duty to fill out the Census 2010. Well, I was filling mine out like the good American I am. I was doing fine until it came to that certain question. Your age____. I was ready to write 31. For some reason that didn't seem right. I counted the years and when I figured out that I was actually 33, I about lost it. 33?!! I then reminded myself that I was almost 34. I wanted to puke. Really. The last time that happened I was turning 25. Now-a-days I think I'm still 25.

Today was another one of those moments. Ryan gave his first talk in Sacrament meeting. He did a great job. He wrote the majority of it himself, we just made a few suggestions. HE talked of honesty, one of my favorite subjects to go over with my children. We need constant reminders in our home.

Don't get me wrong, I don't mind getting older. I just wish my brain would catch on. Then i won't be in such shock when things pop up and remind me of my true age.