This is living! 8 hours of inspired counsel (10 for the men!) piped right into the comfort of our living room, our wonderful friends to share it with, kids happy to see each other, and the first truly gorgeous weekend of spring to enjoy in between sessions. It's impossible to say what gave me the greatest pleasure. Highlights would be hearing Elder Ballard talking directly to me and my friends who struggle to know how best to mother our families; tossing sticks for Shelby in the creek and seeing her bound with unbridled joy through the current time after time; running with the kids down the bike path in the sheer excitement of being loose in the warm sunshine; reading bedtime stories with the kids piled all around me; watching and listening to the new First Presidency and feeling that we are in such good hands going forward; the gentle assurance as I listened to Conference that the Lord knows and loves me and that the Gospel is true. It was really a marvelous weekend. If only we could have days like these more often -- only then I suppose we would not value them as much as we do.
I grew up in the Air Force. We moved around all the time. With the exception of three years , from when I was four until almost seven, we never lived less than a full day's drive from family. It's so sweet to me now that, even though much of my "actual" family is far from me, I have this wonderful conglomeration of "real" family here. Friends that we've known for years, their kids that we've known from infancy. I adore watching these kids (not to mention my friends) grow up. It's a privilege to be a part of it. And better yet is seeing Jack grow up with this huge extended family of people whom we adore, and who know us to our core. This picture is of Jack and a few of his honorary cousins, in the midst of the woods as we take our intermissionary walk.
Don't you just love a good joke?!? We found this tree man along the bike path, quite in the middle of nowhere (as much as you can be in the city). What kind of amazing mind not only conceives of doing this, but then carries it out? It makes me smile every time I see it!!
When asked, as Red Power Ranger, why Jack was tooting so much today, "I don't know. He's a boy. Jesus just made him that way."
I don't have bare feet, Daddy! I have people feet!!
We were dropping off Nanny's car at the mechanic. I ran in to sign the car in as Jack stayed in the car, watched over by Miss Mandy. The mechanic came out to check something and Jack took one look at him and said, "Excuse me, you need to get out of here. This is my Nanny's car!!"
For Nanny's surgery: Heavenly Father, please bless Nanny that when they cut her belly, she won't say "Ow". Bless her to be brave. And bless her if she gets scared to hold onto my Batman car I gave her.
Mommmmmaaaa? I need a weapon.
(at a funeral, jumping around) Jack -- we need to be quiet. Why? Because Aunt Mary's family are sad, and Jesus said we should be sad with them. But Mommy, I'M not sad, I'm happy!!
Why does the moon fall to pieces sometimes?
Nanny, you should listen to Jesus.
Look at the stars, mommy. They are so brilliant.
Is Uncle Owen in Iraq? Yes. Are there bad guys with guns there? Yes. He better get out of there FAST!!!
How I know there's a Heavenly Father (..I wasn't smart enough to pick a husband this perfect.)
Proves over and over he would walk through fire for me. Better yet, will drive to Meijer at midnight for tampons and gummi bears.
Loves my mom.
Cleans the kitchen! (who cares if he has selective vision)
First thing he wants to do after work: play with Jack
Handles bath time!
Knows the answer to, Do these jeans make me look fat??
Always on my side
Loves cuddling on the couch in front of the TV
Addicted to The Weather Channel. Who knows why? But it always puts a smile on my face.
"Honey, I'd really like to get a hair cut, but isn't it too expensive? " "No, if it'll make you feel good, you should do it. What about trying some highlights??"
Loves the beautiful things of the world just like I do.
Four words: Cries at chick flicks
Knows not only WHERE the skeletons are buried, but what they are. Exactly. And still loves me!
The man LIKES TO SHOP. More than I do.
my sophie soulmate sent from above
we have a bond that will never break
laughs at my silly-ness
bumps into walls, just like me
doesn't get caught in strainers
builds a better campfire
gives stuffed animals their voice
triathlet
did I say she loves horses?
my soul mate
got politics?
life of the party
funny, outgoing
dream house: med size house with horse pasture at entrance
What's there to say? I'm a mom (of one, officially, but I'm also married, so that makes it two, really, and waiting and hoping for number 3), wife, substitute teacher, aerobics instructor, workout fanatic, and college student (again! Physical Therapy, this time.)
This is living! 8 hours of inspired counsel (10 for the men!) piped right into the comfort of our living room, our wonderful friends to share it with, kids happy to see each other, and the first truly gorgeous weekend of spring to enjoy in between sessions. It's impossible to say what gave me the greatest pleasure. Highlights would be hearing Elder Ballard talking directly to me and my friends who struggle to know how best to mother our families; tossing sticks for Shelby in the creek and seeing her bound with unbridled joy through the current time after time; running with the kids down the bike path in the sheer excitement of being loose in the warm sunshine; reading bedtime stories with the kids piled all around me; watching and listening to the new First Presidency and feeling that we are in such good hands going forward; the gentle assurance as I listened to Conference that the Lord knows and loves me and that the Gospel is true. It was really a marvelous weekend. If only we could have days like these more often -- only then I suppose we would not value them as much as we do.
I grew up in the Air Force. We moved around all the time. With the exception of three years , from when I was four until almost seven, we never lived less than a full day's drive from family. It's so sweet to me now that, even though much of my "actual" family is far from me, I have this wonderful conglomeration of "real" family here. Friends that we've known for years, their kids that we've known from infancy. I adore watching these kids (not to mention my friends) grow up. It's a privilege to be a part of it. And better yet is seeing Jack grow up with this huge extended family of people whom we adore, and who know us to our core. This picture is of Jack and a few of his honorary cousins, in the midst of the woods as we take our intermissionary walk.
Don't you just love a good joke?!? We found this tree man along the bike path, quite in the middle of nowhere (as much as you can be in the city). What kind of amazing mind not only conceives of doing this, but then carries it out? It makes me smile every time I see it!!
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