I just had to get on and mention something Sam said to me last night. We had just finished prayers and were giving hugs before going to bed.
Sam (after hugging me): Mom, did you shower today?
Me: Yep, why? Do I stink?
Sam: Well, you smell like you usually do, but stronger.
😆 I'm not sure whether I should take that personally or not.
Thursday, December 6, 2018
Wednesday, November 7, 2018
Thomas the Terror
So I decided to get on here really quickly, just because Thomas got in a big mess tonight. That boy gets into everything, and I mean everything. Nothing is safe from him. If a cabinet is too high, he goes and gets a chair and finds a way to get to it.
Not that he is a terrible kid though. Most of the time he is just trying to be helpful. And he really is helpful sometimes... he can put on his own buckle in the car, he puts on his own clothes and shoes, he tries to help me make my bed in the mornings, help with laundry, he even tries to wash the dishes by hand even though I tell him he can just put them in the dishwasher.
Well tonight he was bothering Eliza (or something like that) so Gabe told him to go to bed. He went upstairs, but instead of going to bed he got into my craft drawer and into a large bottle of orange paint. He proceeded to get orange paint all over the carpeted floor in our room, and all over our bathroom and all over his clothes. When I found him he was in the bathroom and had the water on, trying to clean himself up. That boy. I was upset, but I had to put Eliza to bed, so I made Gabe clean up the mess. (Thank you honey, you were a lifesaver tonight.)
Oh Thomas. He is really quick. And really smart. It is hard to keep up with everything he does, especially since I have to devote so much time to Eliza. He has been through our game closet many times, and loves to pull out new games to play and spread out the pieces everywhere. He loves his cars, and reading books. He is a super smart and fun kid, but my goodness, he sure can get in trouble.
Not that he is a terrible kid though. Most of the time he is just trying to be helpful. And he really is helpful sometimes... he can put on his own buckle in the car, he puts on his own clothes and shoes, he tries to help me make my bed in the mornings, help with laundry, he even tries to wash the dishes by hand even though I tell him he can just put them in the dishwasher.
Well tonight he was bothering Eliza (or something like that) so Gabe told him to go to bed. He went upstairs, but instead of going to bed he got into my craft drawer and into a large bottle of orange paint. He proceeded to get orange paint all over the carpeted floor in our room, and all over our bathroom and all over his clothes. When I found him he was in the bathroom and had the water on, trying to clean himself up. That boy. I was upset, but I had to put Eliza to bed, so I made Gabe clean up the mess. (Thank you honey, you were a lifesaver tonight.)
Oh Thomas. He is really quick. And really smart. It is hard to keep up with everything he does, especially since I have to devote so much time to Eliza. He has been through our game closet many times, and loves to pull out new games to play and spread out the pieces everywhere. He loves his cars, and reading books. He is a super smart and fun kid, but my goodness, he sure can get in trouble.
Sunday, October 14, 2018
Happy 38 Gabe!!!
Happy birthday to my favorite man in the whole world!
The one who I can confide in, the one who makes me laugh, the one who makes me think, the one who makes me try to be a better person. Love you!!!
I hope you had a good birthday. I hope you liked our presents (the kids picked theirs out from the dollar store). I got you a pair of pants.
We made a candygram poster filled with candy. It said:
Dear Dad,
You might SNICKER and think we're NERDS, but we wanted to wish you an EXTRA special birthday! You are a WHOPPER of a Dad, and a real SMARTIE. You are a LIFESAVER when it comes to fixing things and solving problems. We wish we could give you a whole shopping SPREE, but this card will have to do. We love you to the MILKY WAY and back.
Hugs and KISSES,
Your AIRHEADS
The kids and I really enjoyed making it together. Then we ate Dad's favorite Jello cheesecake that evening.
Gabe and I were able to celebrate a few days later going out for dessert at Marigolds with Bakers and the Allreds.
Happy birthday Gabe! Love you, old man!
Happy Sunday
Today was a good day. Sundays usually are. The day we can slow down and enjoy some time together as a family. I am so grateful Heavenly Father made Sundays for our family. They truly are a delight. Last weekend was General Conference, and the prophet announced that we would start having 2 hour church beginning in January. This is a major change, and one that I am grateful for. I have been struggling to make it all 3 hours with baby Eliza, and I have been struggling to find the time for personal study of the scriptures. This decision was inspired. I am very excited to start my individual study with Come Follow Me.
Along with that, in Women's Conference, the prophet also challenged the women to go on a 10 day fast from social media. It has been refreshing this week to go without it, and I feel like I've been given the gift of more time in my day and I feel more present to what is going on around me. This challenge was also inspired of the Lord as well.
The other challenge that I am still struggling with is to read the Book of Mormon by the end of the year. Don't know if I can do this, but I will try.
The prophet has also changed Visiting Teaching to simply "Ministering" (six months ago in last conference). I have struggled with this one too, but I made a small victory today when I sat down and talked to Cassie Christensen during Sunday school, and mentioned that I was her ministering sister. Now I feel like we are a little closer because of it. I am happy I did it. :)
Well, it was a usual day. We had our ministering brothers come over and we talked about conference. Then we all had quiet time, and I made some grilled chicken and salad for dinner. It was a normal day, but maybe I was different because I just felt calmer and more patient with my kids. Gabe and I talked about getting the roof done, he worked on the taxes because we are being audited, and we worked really hard together all day yesterday painting the fence and the playscape.
During dinner we all talked about Rocky Mountain oysters and other gross things to eat, then about wolves and bears, hunting, and about chickens getting their heads cut off. We just sat and talked long after we had finished eating. It was really fun. I love my family, especially when we are all together and just talking like that. So fun.
This weekend was great.
Along with that, in Women's Conference, the prophet also challenged the women to go on a 10 day fast from social media. It has been refreshing this week to go without it, and I feel like I've been given the gift of more time in my day and I feel more present to what is going on around me. This challenge was also inspired of the Lord as well.
The other challenge that I am still struggling with is to read the Book of Mormon by the end of the year. Don't know if I can do this, but I will try.
The prophet has also changed Visiting Teaching to simply "Ministering" (six months ago in last conference). I have struggled with this one too, but I made a small victory today when I sat down and talked to Cassie Christensen during Sunday school, and mentioned that I was her ministering sister. Now I feel like we are a little closer because of it. I am happy I did it. :)
Well, it was a usual day. We had our ministering brothers come over and we talked about conference. Then we all had quiet time, and I made some grilled chicken and salad for dinner. It was a normal day, but maybe I was different because I just felt calmer and more patient with my kids. Gabe and I talked about getting the roof done, he worked on the taxes because we are being audited, and we worked really hard together all day yesterday painting the fence and the playscape.
During dinner we all talked about Rocky Mountain oysters and other gross things to eat, then about wolves and bears, hunting, and about chickens getting their heads cut off. We just sat and talked long after we had finished eating. It was really fun. I love my family, especially when we are all together and just talking like that. So fun.
This weekend was great.
Tuesday, September 18, 2018
Feeling Grateful
Grateful that my Activity Day went well tonight. Grateful that I have a husband who cares about me, and that helped me out by working from home so that I could drive the carpool to MacLaren without the littlest kiddoes, then taking all the boys to volleyball, and taking care of them while I went to pick up Ashlee (another carpool to MacLaren) and then to Activity Days. It's been a busy day, but my heart is full of gratitude. Gratitude for this little family of mine. Even with all the bickering they do, they really are the best kids in the world, the best kids I could have ever hoped for. I love my family more than anything. I am truly blessed.
Sunday, September 2, 2018
Its been awhile
It feels like forever since I have written on here, but believe me, it has been on my mind a lot. Why don't I ever get around to posting? Even though it is so important to me to keep a journal? I push it down on my to do list, and when it is at the bottom it never gets done. I never have Me time. If I ever do have time to myself, I put cleaning/ organizing at the top of it. And that usually takes all of the time. So bottom line... I put myself and my projects last, and they never get done. I don't really know how to fix this. I guess I need to prioritize my list better, but really, how can I do my fun projects when I have a baby who wants me to hold her, a 3 year old who wants me to read a book to him, an 8 year old who wants a hug, a 10 year old who wants to play a game with me, and a 13 year old who wants me to take her shopping, a house that all the above mentioned people have thrown their stuff everywhere, and a husband who just wants a break playing computer games.
The house is so far from organized, and me being the clean freak that I am, cannot handle it. So that comes first when I have any free time to spare.
So what can I do about this? Well, I know I need to put blogging higher up on my list of things to do. Just writing this is giving me a feeling of release of pressure. Feeling like some of the pent up feelings inside of me have an outlet to come out a little bit.
I was a little edgy this evening, and I still am (if you couldn't tell, but this is helping). A little earlier, I decided to make some brownies for a treat and to take to our new neighbors (moved into the Beards house). Thomas as usual is at work, and moves a lot faster than I do. I found that he had put a big scoop of sugar into the flour barrel, along with lots of random toys into the cupboard. Then when I was putting baby Eliza to sleep, I had told Ashlee to frost the brownies with some melted chocolate chips. I came back down, Ashlee had done it but told me Thomas had gotten into it. WHY hadn't anyone been watching what Thomas was doing? Thomas had tried to spread on some of the chocolate himself, and since it had hardened somewhat, where he had spread looked gloppy and messy and a chunk of it was missing. I have to admit... I was frustrated. I had spent a long time making those brownies, and they were meant to give to the neighbors, and now they looked messy and sloppy. I yelled at Thomas to go to bed. I hate it and always regret it when I yell. I knew I had done the wrong thing, when Gabe gave me a look. And then during scripture study, he came down again and I yelled at him again, then again when I could hear him making noise upstairs. Also, ironically, we were reading the part in the scriptures when Jesus is telling the little children to come to him and he blesses all of them. That made me feel even worse. Of course, that would be what we would be reading... of course, to teach me a lesson. So after we finished reading, I went up and apologized to Thomas, and let him come down to say prayers with us. I felt really bad for being mad at him. He is so innocent, and was just trying to be helpful.
I don't really know why I get like this sometimes. I guess I just need my alone time. I get so overwhelmed by everyone needing my attention all the time. And then trying to help others as well, serve in my calling, etc. I need a little more time for me.
Well, it felt pretty good writing this all out. Now I do feel a little better. Thanks for lending a listening ear, little blog of mine.
The house is so far from organized, and me being the clean freak that I am, cannot handle it. So that comes first when I have any free time to spare.
So what can I do about this? Well, I know I need to put blogging higher up on my list of things to do. Just writing this is giving me a feeling of release of pressure. Feeling like some of the pent up feelings inside of me have an outlet to come out a little bit.
I was a little edgy this evening, and I still am (if you couldn't tell, but this is helping). A little earlier, I decided to make some brownies for a treat and to take to our new neighbors (moved into the Beards house). Thomas as usual is at work, and moves a lot faster than I do. I found that he had put a big scoop of sugar into the flour barrel, along with lots of random toys into the cupboard. Then when I was putting baby Eliza to sleep, I had told Ashlee to frost the brownies with some melted chocolate chips. I came back down, Ashlee had done it but told me Thomas had gotten into it. WHY hadn't anyone been watching what Thomas was doing? Thomas had tried to spread on some of the chocolate himself, and since it had hardened somewhat, where he had spread looked gloppy and messy and a chunk of it was missing. I have to admit... I was frustrated. I had spent a long time making those brownies, and they were meant to give to the neighbors, and now they looked messy and sloppy. I yelled at Thomas to go to bed. I hate it and always regret it when I yell. I knew I had done the wrong thing, when Gabe gave me a look. And then during scripture study, he came down again and I yelled at him again, then again when I could hear him making noise upstairs. Also, ironically, we were reading the part in the scriptures when Jesus is telling the little children to come to him and he blesses all of them. That made me feel even worse. Of course, that would be what we would be reading... of course, to teach me a lesson. So after we finished reading, I went up and apologized to Thomas, and let him come down to say prayers with us. I felt really bad for being mad at him. He is so innocent, and was just trying to be helpful.
I don't really know why I get like this sometimes. I guess I just need my alone time. I get so overwhelmed by everyone needing my attention all the time. And then trying to help others as well, serve in my calling, etc. I need a little more time for me.
Well, it felt pretty good writing this all out. Now I do feel a little better. Thanks for lending a listening ear, little blog of mine.
Saturday, August 18, 2018
Saying Goodbye to the Beards
Our long time neighbors, Camille, Elise, Brandon, Corbin, and Sarah Beard, moved to Utah in August. This was a huge adjustment for our family, since they are practically family to us. Especially for our kids, since they are so used to going over to their house to play. They lost their best friends. Their yard was our yard, and the kids would roam freely between the two houses.
We went together to visit one of their favorite places before they left, the Nickelcade. More specifically, the horse races. Jeff and Cameron loved going there too, and we went with them once before they died. (If I recall correctly, that was the time I won the big cup 😀. Good times.) So it was in sweet memoriam of them, along with making our own memories.
Having to say good-bye was bittersweet. Sad for our kids, yet excited for them to start a new life in Utah.
We will miss you, Beard family!
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