Saturday, July 30, 2011


I have been given promises by my children that they would never leave me. Never grow up.  And, never get married.


Yesterday I was given a glimpse of 10 years from now.

My darling little boy was holding my hand as we left the Bounce House.  He spotted his new friend and immediately dropped my hand and grabbed hers.

My heart broke a little as I was replaced instantly.  I do understand that she is much cuter and will play with him all day.  I do see the draw.

Still...  He is mine!  For now.

Wednesday, July 27, 2011


I was talking to my Dad about all the devastation that we are seeing these days and I came to the conclusion that I am ready for the Savior to come.  It is exhausting and heartbreaking to see what others are going through in these last days.

We drove to Joplin a couple of weeks ago to let the kids see what happens when a tornado touches down.  They understand when they hear the weather radio to go to the basement, but we didn't think they really got the whole picture.
We went through Greensburg years ago when the tornado destroyed the whole town.
I was ready for a reminder.
I was humbled by the ones that had lost everything.
I am always amazed at those that can still have a sense of humor in the face of loss.
Over 160 lives were lost, a hospital, schools, community centers and hundreds of homes were destroyed.
I am inwardly embarrassed that I think my problems are bad.  There is no comparison.

We have a home over our heads, food in our bellies and healthy children.
I am grateful for the gospel that gives me HOPE.
It is what gets me up in the morning.
I need to try harder with what I do during the day to show my Heavenly Father that I am grateful for those blessings.

Thursday, July 21, 2011

What dreams are made of....

Miss Boo has been waking me/us up in the middle of the night for a while now, claiming to have bad/scary dreams.  I don't know the difference between the two.  I just know that her bad dreams are creating some of my own, not to mention loss of sleep and personality.
On my part that is.

After spending a enormous amount of time yesterday morning trying to get her to spill on what was so scary.  And mind you, it came with a lot of shuddering and horror filled eyes.


In her words.

"My brother (pronounced brover) was coming up to me with his hands full of bees and was poking me with them."


That was it?  Seems bothersome, but not very scary.

Then again, I am not seven.

It takes a much scarier boogey man to scare me bad enough to wake up.

Like Clowns.
July 4th parade

I would take her bad dreams any day, but then again who knows.  It might be terrifying.

Who isn't afraid of bees?

Monday, July 18, 2011

Stress Relief

I find when I am down in the dumps and stressed that I seek out projects that:

1.  I don't have time for.
2.  Aren't really necessary.
3.  Require brute force.
4.  And sometimes a lot of creativity.  (or plagiarism)
Hence the pigs for breakfast.  Big hit with the Dude.  Super easy and I love the bonus booger.  Who would have thought.

I then tackled Miss Boo's room.  I just didn't like the way it was set up.  So, I moved every piece of furniture in the attempt to create more playing space.  She got this dollhouse for Christmas and really couldn't play with it too well.  It is big!  Really Big!
And she loves it.
So does her brother.  They can play all day and ignore the TV.
But, just in case, this guy keeps watch for me.

Wednesday, July 13, 2011

Tuesday, July 12, 2011

July Festivities

I need to blog.

Why don't I just do it then?

Maybe... because my spirits are in the dumpster.

I will let you see my children during the 4th.  Actually these are from the 3rd.  They couldn't wait to set off their fireworks they had bought from the tent set up in town with the big gorilla in front.

 They are a bit of a "pick-me-upper".

One of those said children is still sleeping at this hour.  10:15 a.m.

What kind of mother allows that?

 This is just the way you are supposed to stand when the fireworks are starting.
 I love their excitement.

 He doesn't like those loud Bangs!  Me neither.
 Thanks to some of the neighbors, the kids got to see some nice ones in the sky.
 She can be so sweet.
 Our children have been instructed in proper fire setting techniques.
 And cover your ears!

Friday, July 8, 2011

You're too weird...

Apparently I may not comment on my son getting taller and then becoming a bit emotional, and I say just a bit for those that are mothers, over his growing up and all.

I don't even think I squeezed out a tear.  Well, maybe a little.

Maybe it was the teary eyes and shaky voice that led to his reaction.

It's o.k. though.  The truth is I don't want him to grow up.  I want him to stay my little guy forever.

I know it can't happen!  I am not delusional.  I am just wistful at the moment.

And... I love my kids.

Wednesday, July 6, 2011

Todays Joy

Dear Heavenly Father,
I love this little girl.
Thanks for making me her Mommy.