Saturday, November 14, 2009
Going off line
I am not sure how much computer access I will have over the next 2 weeks. I will not stress about it. I will put up cute pics whenever I get a chance. Have a great holiday! I can't wait to be with family!
Thursday, November 12, 2009
Motivated by Love
This is the most important thing to me, and I need constant reminders. If my actions are motivated by love, then I will be in the right place at the right time. This includes even the seemingly mundane things such a cleaning the house. I want my home to be a place where my kids and husband look forward to being. I want my friends to feel welcome anytime. I just need to remember why I am doing it when I get frustrated.
This is definitely a quality that my dad possessed. It seemed as if everything he did was motivated by love.
I read a beautiful talk by Elder Uchtdorf called Love of God.
I recommend you read it tonight. It will change your perspective, I promise.
Bryce moment: He has discovered another way to suck me into a longer bedtime routine. He asks me to lay down with him on Dallin's bed. I sing to him, I cuddle him and then he is ready for bed. I am loving every minute of this routine.
This is definitely a quality that my dad possessed. It seemed as if everything he did was motivated by love.
I read a beautiful talk by Elder Uchtdorf called Love of God.
I recommend you read it tonight. It will change your perspective, I promise.
Bryce moment: He has discovered another way to suck me into a longer bedtime routine. He asks me to lay down with him on Dallin's bed. I sing to him, I cuddle him and then he is ready for bed. I am loving every minute of this routine.
Wednesday, November 11, 2009
Much ado...
We had a fun day with the kids today, but no camera to document! We went with friends to the local Burger King playland and they played for a couple of hours. Bryce was so happy to be playing with the big kids. I am at a really nice stage right now where I can watch all 3 kids play together. Emily was very sweet with Bryce and stayed by his side. He is talking more and more. I love it! On the other hand, he is speaking his voice much more, and is very demanding. Here are some of my favorite Bryceisms,
"I try it." When he wants to something himself.
"It's coming." When we turn on the stereo.
"How about this one?"
"Bryce's turn."
He is very much into screaming right now. You have to acknowlege everything that he says, or he immediately goes to screaming. Sometimes, he doesn't even ask nicely first. I am trying to show him this is not the way to ask for things. I am a lot tougher than when he was a baby, and I have to just ignore it. He eventually gives up.
That is all for now. I am tired.
PS
I did my mission today- the refrigerator is spotless. (And empty...I might have been too good at getting rid of food before we leave.)
"I try it." When he wants to something himself.
"It's coming." When we turn on the stereo.
"How about this one?"
"Bryce's turn."
He is very much into screaming right now. You have to acknowlege everything that he says, or he immediately goes to screaming. Sometimes, he doesn't even ask nicely first. I am trying to show him this is not the way to ask for things. I am a lot tougher than when he was a baby, and I have to just ignore it. He eventually gives up.
That is all for now. I am tired.
PS
I did my mission today- the refrigerator is spotless. (And empty...I might have been too good at getting rid of food before we leave.)
Tuesday, November 10, 2009
Baby steppin'
I am officially becoming a fly lady. Go to flylady.net Today- I am getting my shiny sink! Anyone else follow this?
If not, tell me your secrets to a clean, orderly home. :-)
If not, tell me your secrets to a clean, orderly home. :-)
Monday, November 09, 2009
Pumpkin Patch Catch Up
I need to get to bed, so I thought I would do a catch up post! I was able to go with Emily on her preschool field trip to the pumpkin patch. This is a great farm with lots of animals, apple cider, mazes, and of course pumpkins!
We started off by riding the bus. Bryce was most excited about this. He couldn't get over the fact that he wasn't in a car seat! It was very cute.
The preschool is run by a high school class and each child is assigned 2 "buddies." Emily is in heaven having two teenagers listening to her every word. They are so great with her. This was a perfect program for Emily! She is loving preschool!

I am glad I was able to go with Emily on the field trip. We all had a great time and ended with yummy apple cider doughnuts.
Sunday, November 08, 2009
Healthy Mind, Healthy Body, Healthy Soul
In order to be the person I was created to be, and the mom I want to be, I have realized the most important thing to do first is take care of me. This includes being physically, mentally, emotionally, and spiritually strong. There are some areas that come easy for me and some that don't. As some of you know, exercise is something I enjoy and I look forward to. It is my time away and time to chat. I am working on eating healthy. I try to take time each day to read my scriptures and to write down my thoughts. I can tell what a difference this habit does for me. Emotionally, it is very important for me to connect with my kids, my husband, and other adults. Sometimes I go into my own little world, and then I realize I truly need people. Mentally, there is not always much stimulation. I enjoy working a few hours a week at the Y and answering questions about health and fitness. I especially enjoy teaching an 8 weeks to wellness class. These keep my mind active. I have been thinking a lot lately about the things I bring into my head. With my ADD, the more I fill my head with, the more easily I can be distracted and lose sight of my goals. My awesome aunt sent this forward today. Although I am not always a huge fan of forwards, this one made me think:
The Stranger
A few years after I was born, my Dad met a stranger who was new to our small Texas town. From the beginning, Dad was fascinated with this enchanting newcomer and soon invited him to live with our family. The stranger was quickly accepted and was around from then on.
As I grew up, I never questioned his place in my family.. In my young mind, he had a special niche. My parents were complementary instructors: Mom taught me good from evil, and Dad taught me to obey. But the stranger...he was our storyteller. He would keep us spellbound for hours on end with adventures, mysteries and comedies.
If I wanted to know anything about politics, history or science, he always knew the answers about the past, understood the present and even seemed able to predict the future! He took my family to the first major league ball game. He made me laugh, and he made me cry. The stranger never stopped
talking, but Dad didn't seem to mind.
Sometimes, Mom would get up quietly while the rest of us were shushing each other to listen to what he had to say, and she would go to the kitchen for peace and quiet. (I wonder now if she ever prayed for the stranger to leave.)
Dad ruled our household with certain moral convictions, but the stranger never felt obligated to honor them. Profanity, for example, was not allowed in our home... Not from us, our friends or any visitors. Our longtime visitor, however, got away with four-letter words that burned my ears and made my dad squirm and my mother blush. My Dad didn't permit the liberal use of alcohol. But the stranger encouraged us to try it on a regular basis. He made cigarettes look cool, cigars manly and pipes distinguished. He talked freely (much too freely!) about sex. His comments were sometimes blatant, sometimes suggestive, and generally embarrassing.
I now know that my early concepts about relationships were influenced strongly by the stranger. Time after time, he opposed the values of my parents, yet he was seldom rebuked... And NEVER asked to leave.
More than fifty years have passed since the stranger moved in with our family. He has blended right in and is not nearly as fascinating as he was at first. Still, if you could walk into my parents' den today, you would still find him sitting over in his corner, waiting for someone to listen to him talk and watch him draw his pictures.
His name?.... .. .
We just call him 'TV.'
(Note: This should be required reading for every household in America !)
He has a wife now...We call her 'Computer.'
So, I am planning to cut out as much TV as I can. When I have downtime, I am going to choose to read a book or play a game with Jeff. I will also be picky with my books. :-)
The other aspect to my physical health is getting enough sleep. So, that is my other focus.
What are everyone else's thoughts?
The Stranger
A few years after I was born, my Dad met a stranger who was new to our small Texas town. From the beginning, Dad was fascinated with this enchanting newcomer and soon invited him to live with our family. The stranger was quickly accepted and was around from then on.
As I grew up, I never questioned his place in my family.. In my young mind, he had a special niche. My parents were complementary instructors: Mom taught me good from evil, and Dad taught me to obey. But the stranger...he was our storyteller. He would keep us spellbound for hours on end with adventures, mysteries and comedies.
If I wanted to know anything about politics, history or science, he always knew the answers about the past, understood the present and even seemed able to predict the future! He took my family to the first major league ball game. He made me laugh, and he made me cry. The stranger never stopped
talking, but Dad didn't seem to mind.
Sometimes, Mom would get up quietly while the rest of us were shushing each other to listen to what he had to say, and she would go to the kitchen for peace and quiet. (I wonder now if she ever prayed for the stranger to leave.)
Dad ruled our household with certain moral convictions, but the stranger never felt obligated to honor them. Profanity, for example, was not allowed in our home... Not from us, our friends or any visitors. Our longtime visitor, however, got away with four-letter words that burned my ears and made my dad squirm and my mother blush. My Dad didn't permit the liberal use of alcohol. But the stranger encouraged us to try it on a regular basis. He made cigarettes look cool, cigars manly and pipes distinguished. He talked freely (much too freely!) about sex. His comments were sometimes blatant, sometimes suggestive, and generally embarrassing.
I now know that my early concepts about relationships were influenced strongly by the stranger. Time after time, he opposed the values of my parents, yet he was seldom rebuked... And NEVER asked to leave.
More than fifty years have passed since the stranger moved in with our family. He has blended right in and is not nearly as fascinating as he was at first. Still, if you could walk into my parents' den today, you would still find him sitting over in his corner, waiting for someone to listen to him talk and watch him draw his pictures.
His name?.... .. .
We just call him 'TV.'
(Note: This should be required reading for every household in America !)
He has a wife now...We call her 'Computer.'
So, I am planning to cut out as much TV as I can. When I have downtime, I am going to choose to read a book or play a game with Jeff. I will also be picky with my books. :-)
The other aspect to my physical health is getting enough sleep. So, that is my other focus.
What are everyone else's thoughts?
Saturday, November 07, 2009
Family Fun- Pump it Up Style!
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