Birthday Present

I made this cute little reversible apron

with matching Chef's hat

for Delaney's friend Ian.

It's the first time I made a Chef's hat.

It was so cute on,

I want to make more.

yep, he broke his leg...

See that smile?

That's called medication.

And he just found out he won't be able to go to school.

He's been parked on my favorite chair since Friday.

Cast tomorrow.

Can't wait!

Babysitter

Today we tried something new.

We had a parent teacher conference.

You can see the school from the back of our house.

So we let Savannah babysit.

She was excited.

Nervous.

Can I just say how awesome it was.

And scary.

And awesome.

Oh, to be a Tween

Savannah and I were laying on her bed the other day talking about her new tween status. She was very excited. We talked about tween stuff... music, boys. She confessed her crush. She has a poster of a cute boy hung in her room (she has good taste, btw). She's listened to more Taylor Swift then I think I would ever want to listen to. We talked about how in a couple of years of years she won't like her parents as much, she'll think we aren't too smart. She just laughed and laughed while we talked about it. I thought she was laughing cause she knew it was true. She wasn't. She was laughing because she couldn't possibly think of any way that that could be true. I was humbled. I know the day will come, I'm just so grateful for my sweet daughter who can't possibly imagine a world where she doesn't absolutely and completely adore her parents just as much as they adore her.

Love you Nan. Happy Birthday.

what a 10 year old, girl, birthday party looks like....

Moments

As a description for my blog I have the quote...

"Be Happy for This Moment,

This Moment is Your Life."

I love this quote.

I was so happy when I found it.

I have to remind myself

(more often than I'd like)

that this is the life I've chosen

and I wouldn't trade it for anything.

I had a "Moment" the other night.

I had fallen into a fitful sleep around 11:30.

At 2 am I was woken up by a very angry 2 year old.

I went to check on him.

I'd never seen him like this.

There was pure anger poring from him,

in his cries, his body language, his scrunched up face.

I asked him what was wrong and he continued to rage.

I asked him if he was mad.

He answered in the affirmative.

I asked him what he needed.

He looked up at me and said

"I need you to hold me."

I quickly agreed.

He crawled into his bed,

grabbed his "softy"

handed it to me

and up went the arms.

I gently lifted my little ball of anger

and held him close.

His head immediately hit my shoulder

and we swayed.

I felt his little body relax and knew he was fine.

I kissed his cute little neck

and he looked up at me and said

"Thank you, Mommy."

I've had many a 2 am wake up

usually with a very unhappy me as a result.

This "Moment" was beautiful.

A little boy finding love and comfort in his Mommy's arms.

Scriptures, according to Willson

Tonight we were reading scriptures with the kids, the illustrated kind. Mason was reading, but Willson seemed really interested. I thought, hey, maybe he's ready to start "reading" them too. He was very excited for a chance to read them. So, I would read off the words and he'd repeat them. We were reading about Adam and Eve leaving the Garden of Eden. Keep in mind that he was "reading" one page, which is only about 15 sentences total. So I said, waiting for him to repeat it, "Sometimes they were sad." Willson waits a minute, thinking, then says "Yeah. Sometimes they were sad." We got a little further on and apparently he didn't like what I told him to say because instead of repeating it he said "blah." I moved on laughing like crazy inside. I said the next little phrase and he again said "blah." By now, Andy's across the room, eyes watering from holding the laugh in and I'm trying not to shake Willson on my lap. I repeated what he was supposed to say and after one more "blah." he moved on. I'm thankful he gave up the blah's because one more and I don't think we would have made it through the rest of the page. Further on he had to say "...killed an animal." He again paused, thinking and said, voice squeaky and sounding choked up "killed. animal." He made it through his last two sentences without incident. Then we spent a good five minutes recounting his antics and laughing.

Help?

The other night the Elders stopped by for a short visit. We visited a little, talked about what we've been up to, talked about how their work was going and they shared a sweet message with us. Can I just say how much we love the Elders. Elder Balle is just a funny nice kid and Elder Twelves has nearly no sense of humor, seriously. We all get a kick out of his total lack of humor, Elder Balle included. At the end of the visit Elder Balle asked us if there was anything they could do for us. After a few shrugs and nope, we're goods Andy said "You know I could really use a back scratch" I rolled my eyes smacked his arm and started laughing. Elder Twelves actually smiled and laughed a little. We were shocked. That just made us laugh harder. Elder Balle, very matter of fact, agreed to scratch Andy's back, with a laugh in his eyes. My husband never ceases to amaze me, for good or bad.

Something New

I have been so in love with the flower hair bows!

They weren't popular when my girls were baby's.

I've been wanting to learn to make them.

This weekend I was at Walmart,

on a Saturday night,

buying diapers and wipes,

when I once again went down the fake flower aisle.

After so many times going down that aisle

I finally took the plunge.

I bought 3 flowers.

I know, only 3.

That's still super brave, though, right?

I'm just gonna call it super brave.

My blog, my rules.

I brought the flowers home,

figured out how to pull them apart,

decided what to put in the center,

(buttons)

then figured out how to attach them to the headband

and one barrette for Savannah.

(she wanted in on the action)

Remember those old commercials where the mom made Rice Crispy Treats?

She'd sprinkle flour and fish bowl water on her face

acting as though she spent hours and hours making them

and that it was so difficult and exhausting.

Picture me covered in ribbon and thread

with little pieces of fake flower hot glued to me,

a look of utter exhaustion on my face.

Now, here's the truth

It was pretty darn easy.

I figured it out all on my own.

And I ended up with a pink, an orange and 2 green flower bows.

(the green was full enough to make 2 out of, score)

Here's to super brave...