Monday, January 26, 2009

Middle of the Night Math:


What do you get when a sleep walking child (A.K.A. Jackson) needs to go to the bathroom?


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Spent the good part of the morning sanitizing with bleach my sleep walker's make-shift toilet, and cringing at the thought of what would have happened had I put the clean clothes in it and started it on the warm cycle without checking it first.

Thursday, January 15, 2009

Wednesday, January 14, 2009

Don't want to forget this...


Cooper is such a sensitive kid and he said somethings tonight that were so sweet and special, that I just don't want to forget that he said them.

Poor kid, he gets really bad nightmares sometimes and has a really hard time with them. He had another one last night and came into our bedroom crying. He calmed down enough to go back to sleep, but tonight as he was getting ready for bed, he started crying again saying he was scared he was going to dream the same thing again. I hugged him and asked him if there was anything I could do to help and he said, "Remember last week when we were reading scriptures and we read the one where Jesus said 'fear not, only believe'? What did that mean again?" I told him that if we ask Heavenly Father to help us, and we have faith, we don't need to be afraid. He said, "OK, I already said a prayer, so now I guess I just need to have faith."

Then later, Jeramy was talking to him in bed and asked him if he was OK. Jeramy told him that if he was scared that he needed to think about something totally different and that would help. He said, "I know. I did that last time." Jeramy asked what he was thinking about that helped, and Cooper said, "I was thinking about how it will be when we all are in Heaven together again."

Sometimes I get overwhelmed at the blessing my children's innocent faith has on my testimony. I am so thankful to my Heavenly Father for the sweet spirits he has entrusted to me and for all that they teach me. They truly are the chosen generation.
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Thursday, January 8, 2009

Bet no one YOU ever went out with ended up on T.V.


That's right.
We went out a few times and were good friends! Imagine my surprise when I saw my old flame on TV.
On "The Biggest Loser" of all places.
He's changed a bit.

Friday, January 2, 2009

Guess she's too big for that now....


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Sore and Seriosly 'ticked-Off

Ok, so it's no secret that I have zero threshold for pain, stamina, or pretty much anything that causes me physical discomfort. So let me ask you a question. Wouldn't One think that the man I have been married to for eight and a half years, and known for over ten would understand that by now?

So, when he says, "Hey, want to take the kids on an easy hike tomorrow since I have the day off?" One would trust that he knew what my definition of EASY is? If One thought that, One would be very wrong. My definition of easy does not include packing a 6 month old baby on my back for 3.5 miles with a 7, 5 and 4 year old trailing behind going up a steep very rocky and slippery mountain side for over 3 hours. By the time we got to the top of that dang mountain and saw that stupid waterfall, I was about to throw a conniption fit. He should know now that the experience will not be repeated until I am:

1-Not going on 18+ months of no exercise.
2-Not nursing a baby every 3 hours.
3-Not bringing kids who are too little to carry out such a hike.
4-Given explicit and DIRECT stats about the length, difficulty and strength that will be required.

In short, this won't be happening again anytime soon. Here are some momento's to mark the occasion of reaching the top. And when you look at me smiling, remember the fierce tantrum that is sizzling behind it.
But like Jeramy kept reminding me, "Well, at least the weather is nice."




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Christmas Morning




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Christmas Eve Program and PJ's

Enjoying 'Luke 2' while acting their parts with cousins.


The boys singing "Christmas Bells" for the Family program.


By the time we got home to open our Christmas PJ's, Sawyer was so spent that he flat out refused to wear his. Hence the "Happy" expression on his face along with the basket ball shorts and sports socks.



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