My Parents have been called on a mission! They have been called to serve a two year service mission in their area in the humanitarian room. They supervise and prepare humanitarian aid "things" to be made, put together and shipped out. (Its darling to picture my father tying quilts and chatting with the people who come in to help!)
Mom got a kick out of showing the grand kids what she does on her mission.
It was great how many family members were able to be there for Mom and Dad. (The two on the left are my mom's dad and her sister). Hooray for you Mom and Dad!
Our little bit of heaven! True love + sweet peas = heaven on earth!
Thursday, February 25, 2010
Thursday, February 11, 2010
Monday, February 1, 2010
"You've got a handful!"
If you have more than one child, or even just one who happens to behave LIKE a child from time to time, you're bound to run into THEM. You know who I am talking about... those people in the grocery store, in the line at the bank, the library or just about any public setting... They take one look at your darling little crowd and issue intelligent comments like, "Are they ALL YOURS?" "Do you PLAN your family?" "Are you done YET?" or my personal favorite..."Boy! you've got your hands full!" Most people mean no harm and are just admiring your "gaggle" (that one is for you Mel) but some are down right rude. (I opted to leave those comments out).
I used to just smile and laugh with them until one day, out of the blue, my four-year-old said, "Mommy, why do people always ask if your hands are full?" It took me a moment to realize what she was talking about. Then it occurred to me that I had never considered my children's feelings about all those comments. That was when I started to think about my reactions. If I shrugged or smiled wearily, what was I saying to my children? They are the best decisions my husband and I have ever made!
So now I have a ready response to those comments that inevitably come our way. And you know, it has been really fun to see the reactions that my come-backs cause. My favorite: A man just leaving the neighbors house saw us all playing in our front yard. He said the usual, "Wow, you have your hands full!" To which I smilied and quipped "Not yet." He started to drive away and then kicked his truck into reverse, stuck his head out the window and asked, "Did you just say 'Not yet'?"
I used to just smile and laugh with them until one day, out of the blue, my four-year-old said, "Mommy, why do people always ask if your hands are full?" It took me a moment to realize what she was talking about. Then it occurred to me that I had never considered my children's feelings about all those comments. That was when I started to think about my reactions. If I shrugged or smiled wearily, what was I saying to my children? They are the best decisions my husband and I have ever made!
So now I have a ready response to those comments that inevitably come our way. And you know, it has been really fun to see the reactions that my come-backs cause. My favorite: A man just leaving the neighbors house saw us all playing in our front yard. He said the usual, "Wow, you have your hands full!" To which I smilied and quipped "Not yet." He started to drive away and then kicked his truck into reverse, stuck his head out the window and asked, "Did you just say 'Not yet'?"
A FEW TO HAVE FUN WITH:
~They had a buy one get two deal.
~You should see the twelve I left at home. (I love this one!!!!)
~Makes for great fun!
~We are trying to market chaos.
~(This one was my uncle's) Let those who want to have a big family, go ahead. We only have ten.
~We'll keep going until we have an ugly one.
If you've ever read the book Cheaper by the Dozen (A true story by the way) the father, who is very proud of his family, had quite a few of these. The obvious one "They come cheaper by the dozen!"
Hope you have fun and I would LOVE to hear some of your family's incounters! If you have a good come-back, may I have permission to use it too?
Thursday, January 28, 2010
Bingham Fun
Thanks for all your sympathy with the waterfall in the basement! Just so you know, my wonderful, amazing, marvolous husband fixed it by ten the next morning. I had taken the kids and gone to play volleyball at the church (more for the flushing toilets than the volleyball). When I came home he had it all done. (This is where you hear the angels singing). I really enjoyed having water agian. So after all that whining... I only had to be without running water for about twelve hours. The kids thought it was fun (that is only because they weren't the ones who had to take a FREEZING COLD bath) but we learned some really good things... like how to use the water four times before throwing it out. And our Family Home Evening, on preparedness and water storage, was a lot more meaningful to them after their "pioneer" water adventure.
I'm trading with my friend: I teach her son piano and she teaches my daughter to cook. (Just to defend my motherhood honor... I do cook with my children. We just thought this would be a fun thing for Madi). I sat in on her first lesson... I think I may need to take notes! I thought I could hold my own in the kitchen... well I'm re-thinking that now.
Sunday, January 24, 2010
Who needs to bathe?
It was a quiet Sunday evening... we had finally finished all our meetings and church assignments and were lounging about watching a movie before tucking the kids in. Sounds nice huh? Well, then we went into the basement and guess what? We now have an indoor swimming pool. Our pressure reducer-thing-a-ma-jig has gone kaput. So, to stop the waterfall on the wall, Brett had to dig under a couple feet of snow to turn off the water main in the front yard. And now I am looking forward to a lovely day without water tomorrow.
(Brett will fix it for Family Home Evening. Maybe we'll have a correlating lesson on water storage and preparedness). Although it still doesn't make me feel any better about a whole day ahead of me without a shower and flushing toilets with a pitcher of water (potty training included). Brett is trying to make me laugh at this "stinking" situation... "Don't forget Hon'... If it's yellow let it mellow... if its brown flush it down." Easy for him to say. He gets to go to work to use the potty!
All in all, it is a great lesson in gratitude. I am so grateful to have flushing toilets, warm water, CLEAN water that comes right into our homes, a washing machine that all I have to do is load and walk away... I really am quite spoiled. So tomorrow we will be playing "pioneers." We might even smell like them too!
You know, its a little like the women going to the well (our storage barrels are in the basement and too heavy to carry upstairs). So I will be making frequent trips to "the well" tomorrow... too bad I don't have any other ladies to chat with like they did long ago. Well, at least I have a good excuse not to do laundry.
Hope you all had a nice warm shower!
(Brett will fix it for Family Home Evening. Maybe we'll have a correlating lesson on water storage and preparedness). Although it still doesn't make me feel any better about a whole day ahead of me without a shower and flushing toilets with a pitcher of water (potty training included). Brett is trying to make me laugh at this "stinking" situation... "Don't forget Hon'... If it's yellow let it mellow... if its brown flush it down." Easy for him to say. He gets to go to work to use the potty!
All in all, it is a great lesson in gratitude. I am so grateful to have flushing toilets, warm water, CLEAN water that comes right into our homes, a washing machine that all I have to do is load and walk away... I really am quite spoiled. So tomorrow we will be playing "pioneers." We might even smell like them too!
You know, its a little like the women going to the well (our storage barrels are in the basement and too heavy to carry upstairs). So I will be making frequent trips to "the well" tomorrow... too bad I don't have any other ladies to chat with like they did long ago. Well, at least I have a good excuse not to do laundry.
Hope you all had a nice warm shower!
Thursday, January 21, 2010
Monday, January 18, 2010
Connor's First Birthday
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