Monday, May 25, 2009
Field Day
This is a day that the kids look forward to all year! A day of being outside, playing games with classmates and teachers, and getting very wet! The girls always enjoy it!
10 great years!
I don't like change. I don't like it one bit. It's hard. I get VERY cranky when my ducks are not all in a row. We recently sold our home where we have lived for the past 10 years. It happened very quickly. Good thing too, because I would've taken it off the market after about 1 week! Greg wouldn't let me. He kept telling me it was hard now but would all be ok in a little while. He was very calm throughout the whole thing. I on the other hand was a wreck--couldn't sleep, couldn't eat (I lost 5 pounds on the stress diet. Works wonders.) I lived in this home longer than anywhere else in my life except the home where I grew up, and that my parents still live in. It was a tough move emotionally. Much harder than I thought it would be. I shed MANY MANY tears throughout the process. We moved into this house before we had any kids, but Natalie and Samantha were born just 3 weeks later. It was a wonderful home for 10 great years!! Many, many wonderful memories were made there. It was interesting to go through the process of packing up and watching how our wonderful home simply became a house. At one point at the end Greg commented how the house had lost it's "spirit". I know my "home" is coming with me--Greg and the girls--and that wherever we are together is home. I am so grateful for my mom and all her help during the packing up and moving out!! She helped our family in so many ways! Also a huge thanks to our many friends and ward members who so willingly gave their time to come and help us!
We have been out for almost a month now and I am starting to feel a little less sad about moving away from our house and neighborhood. I know we will make many more happy memories in our next home, and I am trying to just "find joy in the journey" as we transition.
We have been out for almost a month now and I am starting to feel a little less sad about moving away from our house and neighborhood. I know we will make many more happy memories in our next home, and I am trying to just "find joy in the journey" as we transition.
Wednesday, April 1, 2009
Performer
Sus had her second grade performance last night at school. They performed Seussical the Musical--super cute songs from the Dr. Seuss books of course! Susanna is very animated with her facial expressions. She did great job and it was a fun time for our family! (I am not skilled enough with the camera to get any action shots!)
Tuesday, March 24, 2009
Update
We had a great Spring Break at the cabin again this year! We were able to stop on the way down and see Mama Judy. She always treats us so well and feeds us yummy food! The weather was nearly perfect--actually, I can't think of how it could have been better. Clear, blue skies, not too hot, cooler in the evenings and no bugs yet!! My sister and her girls were able to come, and Mama Leslie and Grandpappy stopped by for quick visit on their way home from visiting Nauvoo. We really enjoyed it so much. It was so peaceful and quiet and truly the break from the real world that we all needed.
The Spring Break girls!
On the deck in front of the cabin.
Grandpappy with some of his grand "urchins".
We enjoyed a couple of evenings around the campfire. Boy Scouts we are not--we had to use tiki torch fuel to get our fire going! Worked like a charm for a great fire--perfect for roasting hot dogs and smores, of course!
We celebrated my birthday while there. The girls had a blast decorating cupcakes and cake.
Enjoying smores and the campfire.
The girls spent lots of time digging in the sand, climbing, rope swinging, and riding bikes. I've said it before and I'll say it again--we love the cabin!! The girls are always sad to leave! A BIG thank you to my parents who always go the extra mile to make sure we have everything we need while there!!!!
The Spring Break girls!
On the deck in front of the cabin.
Grandpappy with some of his grand "urchins".
We enjoyed a couple of evenings around the campfire. Boy Scouts we are not--we had to use tiki torch fuel to get our fire going! Worked like a charm for a great fire--perfect for roasting hot dogs and smores, of course!
We celebrated my birthday while there. The girls had a blast decorating cupcakes and cake.
Enjoying smores and the campfire.
The girls spent lots of time digging in the sand, climbing, rope swinging, and riding bikes. I've said it before and I'll say it again--we love the cabin!! The girls are always sad to leave! A BIG thank you to my parents who always go the extra mile to make sure we have everything we need while there!!!!
Tuesday, March 3, 2009
The dreaded test
Taks. Texas Assessment of Knowledge and Skills. My poor 3rd graders have been working so hard all year for this test. I think they are a little psyched out--get a good nights rest, eat a good breakfast, get to school on time. So much emphasis on this test and this is just the reading part. Math is still to come later. Since my kids are in the dyslexia program, they will take the test over 2 days instead of one. I'm just thinking of them today....(praying for them!)
Saturday, February 14, 2009
Roses are red....
...Violets are blue,
Here's a Valentine story
Especially for you!
February 14, 1992 fell on a Friday. I was a twenty-something single, dating a great guy named Greg. We had been friends for a long time, but had in recent weeks started spending more time together. We were taking an institute class together at the UofA, went to see some plays and concerts together (Les Mis, George Winston, to name a couple), and had a standing date each week to watch a tv show called Northern Exposure. It had taken us a while to get to this point, but that is a story for a different day. Greg was also my home teacher (he got a 100+% each month), and we had had our first kiss. Things were going great! On this Valentine's Day, I remember thinking about what to get him. Nothing too lovey or cheesy--didn't want to scare him off at this point. So, I ended up making a homemade box, covered it with heart paper, and filled it with some of his favorite candy at the time. So far so good. Earlier that week I had been having a dull ache in my abdomen that sometimes felt like it was in my lower back, but it came and went, and I didn't think too much about it......until it turned into much more than a dull ache on that very Valentine's Day! By mid-morning I was in so much pain I couldn't stand up. It hurt so bad. A little bit later it hurt so bad I was throwing up. I knew I was in too much pain to drive. Fortunately for me, I had a great home teacher who didn't have classes on Fridays! I called Greg and he drove me to the doctor. I felt so bad because he had a brand new car and I was throwing up all over the outside of it on the way! When we got to the doctor's office, they saw how sick I was and admitted me to the hospital right then and there. They did not know at the time what was wrong, but performed an "exploratory" surgery to see if they could find out.
Now it's Valentine's night and I am recovering from surgery in the hospital. Greg called my parents to let them know what was going on. I was in a hospital in AZ. They were in TX. My mom had just had surgery herself and had to get permission from her doctor to travel out west to help me. My dad made her a bed in their car, and started the journey to AZ, though it would be a couple of days before they would arrive. Meanwhile, Greg stayed with me the entire weekend so I would not be alone. He slept in a chair in my hospital room. Occasionally, he would excuse himself from the room when the nurse came in to give me a shot of demorall on my back side. He was quite the gentleman!
Finally, on Sunday evening around 10:00 pm, Greg told me he had to go home. He had classes Mon. morning. I remember watching him walk out the door. The minute it closed, I started crying and crying and couldn't stop. A couple of minutes later, my bishop of my ward came in and was of course concerned because I was sobbing. All I could say was.... I...wwwwant.....GGGGReg... to come bbbbbaaaaack!!!!!!
Cupid had struck on that Valentine's weekend. The diagnosis was officially acute appendicitis. I was in the hospital 6 days, and didn't really start to feel better until my mom arrived. She made sure I ate all my food, got up and walked around, and followed all the doctors orders. Greg of course scored major points with me AND my parents for helping me and staying with me all weekend. It was a turning point for me in our dating relationship. And the rest, as they say, is history--Greg has been my Valentine for 17 years!
Happy Valentine's Day!
Here's a Valentine story
Especially for you!
February 14, 1992 fell on a Friday. I was a twenty-something single, dating a great guy named Greg. We had been friends for a long time, but had in recent weeks started spending more time together. We were taking an institute class together at the UofA, went to see some plays and concerts together (Les Mis, George Winston, to name a couple), and had a standing date each week to watch a tv show called Northern Exposure. It had taken us a while to get to this point, but that is a story for a different day. Greg was also my home teacher (he got a 100+% each month), and we had had our first kiss. Things were going great! On this Valentine's Day, I remember thinking about what to get him. Nothing too lovey or cheesy--didn't want to scare him off at this point. So, I ended up making a homemade box, covered it with heart paper, and filled it with some of his favorite candy at the time. So far so good. Earlier that week I had been having a dull ache in my abdomen that sometimes felt like it was in my lower back, but it came and went, and I didn't think too much about it......until it turned into much more than a dull ache on that very Valentine's Day! By mid-morning I was in so much pain I couldn't stand up. It hurt so bad. A little bit later it hurt so bad I was throwing up. I knew I was in too much pain to drive. Fortunately for me, I had a great home teacher who didn't have classes on Fridays! I called Greg and he drove me to the doctor. I felt so bad because he had a brand new car and I was throwing up all over the outside of it on the way! When we got to the doctor's office, they saw how sick I was and admitted me to the hospital right then and there. They did not know at the time what was wrong, but performed an "exploratory" surgery to see if they could find out.
Now it's Valentine's night and I am recovering from surgery in the hospital. Greg called my parents to let them know what was going on. I was in a hospital in AZ. They were in TX. My mom had just had surgery herself and had to get permission from her doctor to travel out west to help me. My dad made her a bed in their car, and started the journey to AZ, though it would be a couple of days before they would arrive. Meanwhile, Greg stayed with me the entire weekend so I would not be alone. He slept in a chair in my hospital room. Occasionally, he would excuse himself from the room when the nurse came in to give me a shot of demorall on my back side. He was quite the gentleman!
Finally, on Sunday evening around 10:00 pm, Greg told me he had to go home. He had classes Mon. morning. I remember watching him walk out the door. The minute it closed, I started crying and crying and couldn't stop. A couple of minutes later, my bishop of my ward came in and was of course concerned because I was sobbing. All I could say was.... I...wwwwant.....GGGGReg... to come bbbbbaaaaack!!!!!!
Cupid had struck on that Valentine's weekend. The diagnosis was officially acute appendicitis. I was in the hospital 6 days, and didn't really start to feel better until my mom arrived. She made sure I ate all my food, got up and walked around, and followed all the doctors orders. Greg of course scored major points with me AND my parents for helping me and staying with me all weekend. It was a turning point for me in our dating relationship. And the rest, as they say, is history--Greg has been my Valentine for 17 years!
Happy Valentine's Day!
Tuesday, January 27, 2009
It's a school night....
...and we are snuggled up with blankets, a fire in the fireplace, movies, and plenty of popcorn! It has been a very chilly day and is expected to be a chilly night with possible freezing rain/sleet. All after school activities were canceled, including a special performance by the third grade that was scheduled for this evening. We have consumed LOTS of hot chocolate, and I made my mom's homemade beef stew--hearty, comforting and warm! Sus was not feeling well and stayed home from school today. I learned later that 10 kids were out of her class today! Truth be told, I am very sorry that she is not feeling well, but I actually love being home and fussing over her, making sure she has everything she needs and is comfortable. I am happy to put aside the fact that it is a school night to do the same for the rest of my family and enjoy the time together!
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