Wednesday, July 27, 2011
Why I like Red Rock Canyon Lodge
Familiar-- we have been going there for years and the cabins are familiar
it is quiet
You can think
we can do things we never do at home that are warm and fuzzy
like roasting marshmallows, making s'mores,
I love having the pool on the porch with the craydads, fish, rocks, sticks, moss in it
It is like our own petting pool-- or aquarium
Love rafting the green river
sleeping in
staying up late at the camp fire
Seeing wildlife
no clocks-- time slows down
Listening to the kids
picking flowers-- throwing rocks
Thursday, July 21, 2011
Sunday lesson learned
As we meet with Church members around the world, one challenge seems universal: having enough time to do everything that needs doing. Among those who have few resources, the need is for more time to secure the necessities of life. Among those who have sufficient, the need is for more time to attend to the niceties of life. The challenge is daunting because time is fixed; man can neither lengthen out the day nor extend the year.
The world is the culprit. As the world grapples with more efficient ways of managing time, it lures us into more and more earthly pursuits. But life is not a struggle with time—it is a struggle between good and evil.
This is the counsel I have for the Latter-day Saints to day. Stop, do not be in a hurry. … You are in too much of a hurry; you do not go to meeting enough, you do not pray enough, you do not read the Scriptures enough, you do not meditate enough, you are all the time on the wing, and in such a hurry that you do not know what to do first. … Let me reduce this to a simple saying—one of the most simple and homely that can be used—‘Keep your dish right side up,’ so that when the shower of porridge does come you can catch your dish full.” 1
The establishment of Zion should be the aim of every member of this Church. It can be safely said: As we seek with all our hearts to bring forth and establish Zion, the vexations of too little time will disappear.
In Zion, The home is no longer a hotel but a place of peace, security, and love. Society itself changes. In Zion, contentions and disputations cease, class distinctions and hatreds disappear, no one is poor—spiritually or temporally, and all manner of wickedness is no more. As many have attested, “Surely there could not be a happier people among all the people … created by the hand of God.” The ancient prophet Enoch labored many years to bring his people to this state of righteousness. Like our day, they also lived in a time of wickedness, wars, and bloodshed. But the righteous people responded. “And the Lord called his people Zion, because they were of one heart and one mind, and dwelt in righteousness; and there was no poor among them.” 6 . Those who embrace them and govern themselves accordingly become pure in heart. “
The world is the culprit. As the world grapples with more efficient ways of managing time, it lures us into more and more earthly pursuits. But life is not a struggle with time—it is a struggle between good and evil.
This is the counsel I have for the Latter-day Saints to day. Stop, do not be in a hurry. … You are in too much of a hurry; you do not go to meeting enough, you do not pray enough, you do not read the Scriptures enough, you do not meditate enough, you are all the time on the wing, and in such a hurry that you do not know what to do first. … Let me reduce this to a simple saying—one of the most simple and homely that can be used—‘Keep your dish right side up,’ so that when the shower of porridge does come you can catch your dish full.” 1
The establishment of Zion should be the aim of every member of this Church. It can be safely said: As we seek with all our hearts to bring forth and establish Zion, the vexations of too little time will disappear.
In Zion, The home is no longer a hotel but a place of peace, security, and love. Society itself changes. In Zion, contentions and disputations cease, class distinctions and hatreds disappear, no one is poor—spiritually or temporally, and all manner of wickedness is no more. As many have attested, “Surely there could not be a happier people among all the people … created by the hand of God.” The ancient prophet Enoch labored many years to bring his people to this state of righteousness. Like our day, they also lived in a time of wickedness, wars, and bloodshed. But the righteous people responded. “And the Lord called his people Zion, because they were of one heart and one mind, and dwelt in righteousness; and there was no poor among them.” 6 . Those who embrace them and govern themselves accordingly become pure in heart. “
Remembering
Do you remember:
Our dad having a pet monkey.
Going to the parades downtown and drinking hot chocolate in grandpa’s motor home
Riding up to Pinedale Wyoming in the back of grandma’s car
Going to the beaver pond
Putting fish eyes in a glass so we could look at them
Peeking through the hole in the wall to the tub at the cabin
Laying in the hammock at the cabin in pinedale
Fishing all day in the boat wear those ugly yucky life jackets
Going to grandma Micheal's. Sue’s side of the room was always clean, Kathi’s was always messy
The big moose head on the stairs at grandma whoa- buddy
The pink mints we ate at grandma whoa-buddy
Grandma golden hair
The year my Easter basket was hidden on the ceiling and I could not find it but you pointed up to help me
The frogs that were all over the roads at grandma Mikes and we thought they would pee on us and give us warts
Eating birds that our dad killed and finding the metal pellets in the meat
Canning fruit in the kitchen
Grandma Greg’s raspberry jam with the wax on top
Staying in the trailer at Strawberry
When mom and dad rented a trailer and we went to Oregon/Washington and bought items made of Myrtle wood
Walking to Grandview and we loved to pass the wishing well
Playing on the playground at Grandview and through the fence you could see pioneer village before they moved it to Lagoon
Mom cutting our bangs TOO short
Easter dresses, mine was always pink and yours was always yellow but it was the same pattern
Easter hats, Easter gloves
One Halloween when the young men were dressed as ghost but were on their knees on our porch trick –treating and after we gave them the treat they stood up and were huge and ran away
Making valentine boxes to take to school
Mom and dad anniversary where Steve sang them a song and we had put our baby sitting money together and gave them a certificate to eat at Balsam Embers
Terry, Larry, Marty. Cory, Buzzy , Dottie Hanks
Sherri Kanaris
Wanting a cotton candy machine but couldn't’t have one because they keep catching on fire
Mom coming to school and selling saving bonds stamps, buying the stamps every week and putting them in our books
Taking a towel to kindergarten to take a nap on after snacks
Going downtown to grandpa dental office and the nurse who held our hand
Lunch at ZMCI
Lunch at Auerbachs
Keeping all our new school clothes under the bed- 5 underwear, 5 socks , one pair of shoes
Listening and dancing to the song “ the stripper”
Playing the player piano in grandma’s basement
Going Caroling or doing the Christmas story Christmas eve at grandma Greg’s
The red candy lipstick with the gold foil
The small store in a house around the corner from Grandma George that had penny candy
Staying in a tent at the family reunion
Catching guppy’s in the river at the family reunion
The raffle at the family reunion
The year grandpa got a live turkey to kill for thanksgiving and he chopped off the head and it kept running around
Our dad having a pet monkey.
Going to the parades downtown and drinking hot chocolate in grandpa’s motor home
Riding up to Pinedale Wyoming in the back of grandma’s car
Going to the beaver pond
Putting fish eyes in a glass so we could look at them
Peeking through the hole in the wall to the tub at the cabin
Laying in the hammock at the cabin in pinedale
Fishing all day in the boat wear those ugly yucky life jackets
Going to grandma Micheal's. Sue’s side of the room was always clean, Kathi’s was always messy
The big moose head on the stairs at grandma whoa- buddy
The pink mints we ate at grandma whoa-buddy
Grandma golden hair
The year my Easter basket was hidden on the ceiling and I could not find it but you pointed up to help me
The frogs that were all over the roads at grandma Mikes and we thought they would pee on us and give us warts
Eating birds that our dad killed and finding the metal pellets in the meat
Canning fruit in the kitchen
Grandma Greg’s raspberry jam with the wax on top
Staying in the trailer at Strawberry
When mom and dad rented a trailer and we went to Oregon/Washington and bought items made of Myrtle wood
Walking to Grandview and we loved to pass the wishing well
Playing on the playground at Grandview and through the fence you could see pioneer village before they moved it to Lagoon
Mom cutting our bangs TOO short
Easter dresses, mine was always pink and yours was always yellow but it was the same pattern
Easter hats, Easter gloves
One Halloween when the young men were dressed as ghost but were on their knees on our porch trick –treating and after we gave them the treat they stood up and were huge and ran away
Making valentine boxes to take to school
Mom and dad anniversary where Steve sang them a song and we had put our baby sitting money together and gave them a certificate to eat at Balsam Embers
Terry, Larry, Marty. Cory, Buzzy , Dottie Hanks
Sherri Kanaris
Wanting a cotton candy machine but couldn't’t have one because they keep catching on fire
Mom coming to school and selling saving bonds stamps, buying the stamps every week and putting them in our books
Taking a towel to kindergarten to take a nap on after snacks
Going downtown to grandpa dental office and the nurse who held our hand
Lunch at ZMCI
Lunch at Auerbachs
Keeping all our new school clothes under the bed- 5 underwear, 5 socks , one pair of shoes
Listening and dancing to the song “ the stripper”
Playing the player piano in grandma’s basement
Going Caroling or doing the Christmas story Christmas eve at grandma Greg’s
The red candy lipstick with the gold foil
The small store in a house around the corner from Grandma George that had penny candy
Staying in a tent at the family reunion
Catching guppy’s in the river at the family reunion
The raffle at the family reunion
The year grandpa got a live turkey to kill for thanksgiving and he chopped off the head and it kept running around
Wednesday, July 13, 2011
For my sister, Dianna... Do you remember
Every memory I have from the very, very beginning includes my sister, Dianna. I do not remember a time when she was not in my life. I was eighteen months when she was born but I know my mother was talking to me about her long before she came into the world. I can hear my mother telling about my new baby brother or sister and how I was to take care of him or her and how important I would be to them. I know I was in love with her before she was born. We knew each other in Heaven and talked while she was still in my mother belly. It was always the plan for us to be together--- forever.
My earliest memories are at the white house. We live downstairs and a nice couple lived upstairs. I remember climbing those stairs and bring my sister along with me. She had my hand and she held the rails and barely made it up every time. But I was not going without her.
In that same house we had a bird. I remember having it outside and the bird escaping – never to return. It was a sad time and we both cried together.
We shared a room in the basement of our new home after Grandma got married. We had 2 of the same beds and 2 of the same dressers—both in brown wood. Some times we had bunk beds , some time they were apart and we would jump over from bed to bed all night long. One day when we were suppose to be in bed we were jumping and having so much fun and making so much noise. We heard a noise on the stairs and stopped—then we heard Ricky giggle and so we kept playing.. Ricky was on our dads shoulder and we both took a whipping” for not minding.
Our room was big and on the wall there was a book shelf full books which we spent hours looking touching moving and playing with. I think that is one of the reasons why we both love to read.
Our cat was Ting-a-ling. She was a Siamese. She was always having babies up in the floor joints above our room. We could hear her crying and then we could hear the kittens.
One time we had the baby kittens outside in the front year and one of the kittens got run over by a car. We were so sad and keep them in our room.
Our life as the 2 girls was short as Ricky was born 12 months after Dianna. He was the perfect baby and we adorned and waited on him. It was better than any doll. Nothing was better than walking him in the stroller and we both fought over who got to push, who go to hold him, who got to feed him, etc.
Out in our back yard was a huge weeping willow, one night there was a storm and it broke a huge branch off that hit the house. We were out investigating it the next morning.
We also had a secret hiding place behind the furnace in the basement. It was a hole in the cement filled with spider webs bugs and junk. Heavens knows how we found it or why we continued to go it but we did.
We use to also have a hut up the street in a grandma ladies back yard. She let us have a card table with a blanket over the top. We loved her snap dragons and use them as earrings.
We spent one summer going to the Lutheran Summer school and made salt rock house, we found over who got to carry the little envelope of money for tithing and sang our favorite song—
Mine eyes have seen the glory of the coming of the Lord;He is trampling out the vintage where the grapes of wrath are stored;He hath loosed the fateful lightning of His terrible swift sword;His truth is marching on.Glory! Glory! Hallelujah! Glory! Glory! Hallelujah!Glory! Glory! Hallelujah! His truth is marching on.
How about the 24th of July primary parade, where we were dressed up as pioneers and Indians and made the wagon into our handcart. I have a picture of it somewhere.
Or the Halloween when I was going to be Wilma and go the chicken pox so Dianna and Aunt Sandy went out and got my candy for me.
How about all that fruit cake Mom and dad sold for the JC’s that we hated.
And like all children that do not mind, we were told not to get on the bike with bare feet but Dianna did and got her heel cut in the spokes.
And yet another one of our favorite playing places--- Highway 80 before it was built. Remember running across the dirt trying not to get caught?
We loved and thought Dottie brown was beautiful and loved to be with her when she laid out with the turban on her head.
We are at the play ground together on the spinning wheel when mom came to pick up us home and take us home because Cory had passed away.
We loved to go to grandpa and grandma McBride’s first home. Remember seeking down and looking at all of Brian’s drawing. When we attended Brian’s wedding we thought Marlene was a beautiful princess.
How about the time we found a snake in the front bushes and we were told it would not bit us BUT it bite you!
Didn’t you just love it how Caesar bit everyone’s butt as they ran away from the front door.
How about getting that new little brother, Danny, Mr. Sticky yoyo himself. I know mom brain washed us on that one. We were told time and time again how he was the MOST beautiful baby in the world.
Remember make deer prints with our hands at the cabin to tease grandma and she fell for it.
Yes, Dianna--- I remember and cherish every memory
My earliest memories are at the white house. We live downstairs and a nice couple lived upstairs. I remember climbing those stairs and bring my sister along with me. She had my hand and she held the rails and barely made it up every time. But I was not going without her.
In that same house we had a bird. I remember having it outside and the bird escaping – never to return. It was a sad time and we both cried together.
We shared a room in the basement of our new home after Grandma got married. We had 2 of the same beds and 2 of the same dressers—both in brown wood. Some times we had bunk beds , some time they were apart and we would jump over from bed to bed all night long. One day when we were suppose to be in bed we were jumping and having so much fun and making so much noise. We heard a noise on the stairs and stopped—then we heard Ricky giggle and so we kept playing.. Ricky was on our dads shoulder and we both took a whipping” for not minding.
Our room was big and on the wall there was a book shelf full books which we spent hours looking touching moving and playing with. I think that is one of the reasons why we both love to read.
Our cat was Ting-a-ling. She was a Siamese. She was always having babies up in the floor joints above our room. We could hear her crying and then we could hear the kittens.
One time we had the baby kittens outside in the front year and one of the kittens got run over by a car. We were so sad and keep them in our room.
Our life as the 2 girls was short as Ricky was born 12 months after Dianna. He was the perfect baby and we adorned and waited on him. It was better than any doll. Nothing was better than walking him in the stroller and we both fought over who got to push, who go to hold him, who got to feed him, etc.
Out in our back yard was a huge weeping willow, one night there was a storm and it broke a huge branch off that hit the house. We were out investigating it the next morning.
We also had a secret hiding place behind the furnace in the basement. It was a hole in the cement filled with spider webs bugs and junk. Heavens knows how we found it or why we continued to go it but we did.
We use to also have a hut up the street in a grandma ladies back yard. She let us have a card table with a blanket over the top. We loved her snap dragons and use them as earrings.
We spent one summer going to the Lutheran Summer school and made salt rock house, we found over who got to carry the little envelope of money for tithing and sang our favorite song—
Mine eyes have seen the glory of the coming of the Lord;He is trampling out the vintage where the grapes of wrath are stored;He hath loosed the fateful lightning of His terrible swift sword;His truth is marching on.Glory! Glory! Hallelujah! Glory! Glory! Hallelujah!Glory! Glory! Hallelujah! His truth is marching on.
How about the 24th of July primary parade, where we were dressed up as pioneers and Indians and made the wagon into our handcart. I have a picture of it somewhere.
Or the Halloween when I was going to be Wilma and go the chicken pox so Dianna and Aunt Sandy went out and got my candy for me.
How about all that fruit cake Mom and dad sold for the JC’s that we hated.
And like all children that do not mind, we were told not to get on the bike with bare feet but Dianna did and got her heel cut in the spokes.
And yet another one of our favorite playing places--- Highway 80 before it was built. Remember running across the dirt trying not to get caught?
We loved and thought Dottie brown was beautiful and loved to be with her when she laid out with the turban on her head.
We are at the play ground together on the spinning wheel when mom came to pick up us home and take us home because Cory had passed away.
We loved to go to grandpa and grandma McBride’s first home. Remember seeking down and looking at all of Brian’s drawing. When we attended Brian’s wedding we thought Marlene was a beautiful princess.
How about the time we found a snake in the front bushes and we were told it would not bit us BUT it bite you!
Didn’t you just love it how Caesar bit everyone’s butt as they ran away from the front door.
How about getting that new little brother, Danny, Mr. Sticky yoyo himself. I know mom brain washed us on that one. We were told time and time again how he was the MOST beautiful baby in the world.
Remember make deer prints with our hands at the cabin to tease grandma and she fell for it.
Yes, Dianna--- I remember and cherish every memory
Red canyon Lodge for the 24th
The beautiful Gorge
The map on how to get there -- though we often miss the turn off and come in the long way-- do not use any car navigation systems!!!!
Fine Dining with all the squirrels and hummingbirds
The sweet cabinsWe are headed to Red Canyon lodge for the 24th. It is one of our favorite places!! We love to look for deer. Rob does not like the canoes. We like paddle boats. We feed the fish. We catch and keep the crawdads. We go to the park. We do projects. It is just so fun and relaxing.
Blue baby boy DeWitt
We are anxiously waiting for Marianne and Matt's baby. Marianne was admitted to the hospital this week and she is on bed rest until that that little guy decides to come.
I have had Lily over for a bit the last two days. She has been bathing, tending, watching, feeding, training Frodo as practice for the new baby brother.
I know she will be a huge help to her mom and dad.
Yesterday, she bathed Frodo for the second time. The first time she gradually took off her clothes as they got wet. This time she took off the clothes and then bathed Frodo.
She combs his hair.
She wipes his face.
It is a full time job and always me to work while she keeps busy.
Then we did her nails.
Watched movies.
I asked her to set the table for lunch. She had napkins, dishes, glasses with straws and she placed suckers in the glasses because I had no umbrellas.
Afterwards she went down stair and dressed up as a princess.
So we had to do her hair and add makeup.
Then the dad came early and spoiled all the fun.
Lily said, " I love my tumbling class but I'd rather be a princess"
There is still no name for blue baby dewitt. Marianne and Matt like Luke.
The boys now call Oreo the goat, Luke.
They think Marianne will not name the baby the same name as the goat.
The goats new name LUKE HUDSON"
Colby took him for a walk the other night and Luke Hudson did great.
I have had Lily over for a bit the last two days. She has been bathing, tending, watching, feeding, training Frodo as practice for the new baby brother.
I know she will be a huge help to her mom and dad.
Yesterday, she bathed Frodo for the second time. The first time she gradually took off her clothes as they got wet. This time she took off the clothes and then bathed Frodo.
She combs his hair.
She wipes his face.
It is a full time job and always me to work while she keeps busy.
Then we did her nails.
Watched movies.
I asked her to set the table for lunch. She had napkins, dishes, glasses with straws and she placed suckers in the glasses because I had no umbrellas.
Afterwards she went down stair and dressed up as a princess.
So we had to do her hair and add makeup.
Then the dad came early and spoiled all the fun.
Lily said, " I love my tumbling class but I'd rather be a princess"
There is still no name for blue baby dewitt. Marianne and Matt like Luke.
The boys now call Oreo the goat, Luke.
They think Marianne will not name the baby the same name as the goat.
The goats new name LUKE HUDSON"
Colby took him for a walk the other night and Luke Hudson did great.
Cameron goes to China
Cameron leaves for China for three weeks in 2 days. Shae had a great party last night at the U for him. We had a wonderful time with friends, family and neighbors. I have no idea where my camera but there were hundreds of picture moments. And the kids-- there were so many I could not even keep track. Including that big kid Brent, who brought about 100 boxes of poppers to torture the kids.
I know how important it is for him to go. It is a great opportunity. But as we said our good byes, I could see in his face that he was hesitant about going. It is a long time from his family and no matter how exciting, wonderful, marvelous it sounds,,, THERE IS NO PLACE LIKE HOME.
Unlike Matt, Brent and Colby, Cameron had not been out of the states ( not counting cruising) and been on his own. It will be a life time experience.
I guess that little kid in the batman suit has grown up.
Or has he???????
I guess Oreo does like us
It has been a trial having Oreo, the goat join our family. He is very stubborn and I thought he was unhappy here at the DeWitt farm. I hate having him in the shed. I do not like tying him up but pooping and peeing on the patio furniture is not good. Plus his favorite place to stand-- on the table. Yuck!
I have had him loose in the yard for 2 days. He never wanders. He does not leave the back door. I thought he might find the field but nope. He stays on the back porch the whole time.
So today I decided to take him to Gardner village so he could join the petting zoo. There is no petting zoo there.
Then I took him over to the goat farm on 1300 West. Frodo and I got him out of the car and walked around the farm. He did not like the ducks. He did not like the chickens. He did not like the other goats.
In fact he stayed with Frodo and I the whole time. No rope, no collar, he just stayed with us. We went right, he went right . We went left, he went left. We headed to the car, he came over and stood by the car.
What's a girl support to do?
I brought Oreo back home again.
I guess he likes us more than we know.
I have had him loose in the yard for 2 days. He never wanders. He does not leave the back door. I thought he might find the field but nope. He stays on the back porch the whole time.
So today I decided to take him to Gardner village so he could join the petting zoo. There is no petting zoo there.
Then I took him over to the goat farm on 1300 West. Frodo and I got him out of the car and walked around the farm. He did not like the ducks. He did not like the chickens. He did not like the other goats.
In fact he stayed with Frodo and I the whole time. No rope, no collar, he just stayed with us. We went right, he went right . We went left, he went left. We headed to the car, he came over and stood by the car.
What's a girl support to do?
I brought Oreo back home again.
I guess he likes us more than we know.
Friday, June 24, 2011
What I learned from Sundays lesson
Our unquestioning obedience to the Lord’s commandments is not blind obedience. President Boyd K. Packer: “Latter-day Saints are not obedient because they are compelled to be obedient. They are obedient because they know certain spiritual truths and have decided, as an expression of their own individual agency, to obey the commandments of God. … We are not obedient because we are blind, we are obedient because we can see”
Today is our first meeting for Festival of Trees 2011
I have taken the day off to attend our first festival of trees meeting. I am having breakfast with festival friends at 9:30 at Primary Children's hospital. At 10:00 they are having happy hour which is
1. Buying logo items
2. Picking out small fry assignments-- ( mine are done!!!)
3. Free stuff from donations
Then we have our meeting at 11:00
Lunch at 12:00
and
then we get to cart it all home!!
When I think about festival I think about all these kids and how lucky we are to have healthy and happy kids in our family. It is really a blessing!
Wednesday, June 8, 2011
The birthday Party
Thanks for a great dinner and party. Don't you just love it when the sun finally shines!Thanks Colby for usig the WENCH and removing the dead stuff
Thanks Heather for helping!! one of my favorite presents-- slave labor!Yeah -- A new fence
Finally after years of being self conscience about bathing in the semi nude, I have some privacy. As I was growing up my dad always insisted that Dianna and I have " tan lines" . Well Rob just happens to not like tan lines and neither do I !!!
For my birthday, Rob finally put up a wooden fence in the back. It is so sweet. We had breakfast in our pajamas on Sunday out on the porch!! And the day tanning just got better from there. Sorry no pictures!
Welcome Oreo to Grandma's Farm
I have wanted goat for a long time and here he is. Colby and Heather brought him over for my birthday. He is a baby and just left his mother so he cries a lot. He sounds just like Baby Cam and it made me miss the Millers. I was so interested in getting to know a goats personality. But one day one he danced all around the yard and was not interested in being friends. Day 2 I let him out after work and things were fine until Matt and I could not catch him to put him back in the goat house. Luckily Rob had the patience to wear him down and carried him back. Today we have left him in the shed and he is crying. I need to go to Petco and get some stuff so we can handle him better. This will certainly be a learning experience for all of us.
Saturday, June 4, 2011
Hunter turns 4
I have lost all my cameras so I have no pictures from the great party. However being 4 brings it own challenges:
Hunter eating dinner..
Hunter: Can I be done?
Brent: No, you have to eat 4 more bits ( it use to be three bits because he was three now it has jumped up to 4 )
Hunter: How's about you say one more bit and we call it good?
Hunter eating dinner..
Hunter: Can I be done?
Brent: No, you have to eat 4 more bits ( it use to be three bits because he was three now it has jumped up to 4 )
Hunter: How's about you say one more bit and we call it good?
Monday, May 30, 2011
Things I want to remember they said....
In the front room eating Pez candy:
Waiting in the car for Ambree's baseball game to be over:
Kinley: I like red, Kyler likes red.
Grandma: Hunter likes red too.
Kinley: So does my cousin Broccoli ( Ambree)
Waiting in the car for Ambree's baseball game to be over:
Hunter: Do you have a TV in your car?
Grandma: No, I do not.
Hunter: Do you have a show on your phone?
Grandma: No, I do not
Hunter pushing all the button, pulling all the knobs and finds the tweezers.
Hunter: these are sharp
Grandma: Yes .they are you have to be very careful with them. ( I get out to get in the back)
Hunter: Hey, you're not coming around to take these from me?
Small accident happen:
Hunter: Don't tell my dad, he will be mad
Don't tell grandpa he will laugh
Grandma: Can I call mom so she can help us?
Hunter: Yes,she will bring new undies.
Saturday, May 21, 2011
Chaos
Today the world is suppose to end. I do not believe the news.
However 2011 does not seem to be a good year. There is so much happening in the world and at home, that it makes me wonder.
At bookclub we discussed this and decided that the world and our lives are in chaos and I wonder if and when it will ever end.
This last month,
my sisters husband has passed away
my grandmothers basement flooded
Both Rob and I started new jobs
Easter
Mothers day
my great aunt died
Rob lost his job
my uncle moved in with my grandma
yard work to start
my uncle had a major operation
2 new church callings
good friends with bad health
Do we ever get to go back to the simple life?
Missionary quotes By Jeffery R Holland
Anyone who does any kind of missionary work will have occasion to ask, Why is this so hard? Why doesn’t it go better? Why can’t our success be more rapid? Why aren’t there more people joining the Church? It is the truth. We believe in angels. We trust in miracles. Why don’t people just flock to the font? Why isn’t the only risk in missionary work that of pneumonia from being soaking wet all day and all night in the baptismal font?
You will have occasion to ask those questions. I have thought about this a great deal. I offer this as my personal feeling. I am convinced that missionary work is not easy because salvation is not a cheap experience. Salvation never was easy. We are The Church of Jesus Christ, this is the truth, and He is our Great Eternal Head.
How could we believe it would be easy for us when it was never, ever easy for Him? It seems to me that missionaries and mission leaders have to spend at least a few moments in Gethsemane. Missionaries and mission leaders have to take at least a step or two toward the summit of Calvary. If He could come forward in the night, kneel down, fall on His face, bleed from every pore, and cry, “Abba, Father (Papa), if this cup can pass, let it pass,” then little wonder that salvation is not a whimsical or easy thing for us. If you wonder if there isn’t an easier way, you should remember you are not the first one to ask that. Someone a lot greater and a lot grander asked a long time ago if there wasn’t an easier way
I promise that because of your faithful response to the call to spread the gospel, He will bind up your broken hearts, dry your tears, and set you and your families free. That is my missionary promise to you
You will have occasion to ask those questions. I have thought about this a great deal. I offer this as my personal feeling. I am convinced that missionary work is not easy because salvation is not a cheap experience. Salvation never was easy. We are The Church of Jesus Christ, this is the truth, and He is our Great Eternal Head.
How could we believe it would be easy for us when it was never, ever easy for Him? It seems to me that missionaries and mission leaders have to spend at least a few moments in Gethsemane. Missionaries and mission leaders have to take at least a step or two toward the summit of Calvary. If He could come forward in the night, kneel down, fall on His face, bleed from every pore, and cry, “Abba, Father (Papa), if this cup can pass, let it pass,” then little wonder that salvation is not a whimsical or easy thing for us. If you wonder if there isn’t an easier way, you should remember you are not the first one to ask that. Someone a lot greater and a lot grander asked a long time ago if there wasn’t an easier way
I promise that because of your faithful response to the call to spread the gospel, He will bind up your broken hearts, dry your tears, and set you and your families free. That is my missionary promise to you
Lily graduates
Last night we attended Lily's graduation from Preschool. It was cute and they are still singing the same songs our boys sang when they graduated from preschool. Matt was teasing Rob about attending. I had to remind him that we had been doing this for 30 years. Matt said he did not remember ever doing any of it. I said we do.
So to Matt who always wanted to put on a puppet show, worn and performed in the magician's cape that Aunt Dianna made, here is your song:
I am a policeman dressed in blue
here are the things I like to do
direct the traffic in your town, help to keep you safe and sound
oh it's my job
and I like it fine
no one has a better job than mine
And for Brent:
in the nick, in the nick in the nick of time
that's when kids arrive
not 1
not 2
not 3 or 4
but in the nick of time -- that's FIVE
and for Cameron
There was a snail called Herbert who was so very slow He caused a lot of traffic jams wherever he would go The ants were always getting mad and the beetles, they would fume But Herb would always poke along and sing this little tune Have patience, have patience Don't be in such a hurry When you get impatient, you only start to worry Remember, remember that God is patient, too And think of all the times when others have to wait for you When Herbert was much younger, he often got in trouble Forgetting that he was a snail, he did things on the double He'd crash through every spider web and with crickets he'd collide' Til one day Herbert's father took his speeding son aside As you can well imagine, there's a moral to this tale Some of you may find yourselves behind a creeping snail So if you get impatient and you're easily disturbed Think about this little song and take a tip from Herb
and for Colby who spent the 2 hours on the bus from Disneyland to San Diego, trying to learn this song, and even though all the other passengers will be haunted by it the rest of their lives, Colby still did not memorize it:
Oh she sailed away on a lovely summer day on the back of a crocodile
you see said she hes as tame as he can so I'll ride him down the Nile
well the croc winked his eye as they waved him all good bye
wearing a happy smile
at the end of the ride
the lady was inside and the smile was on the crocodile
and for Jessica,
who made me memorize these songs until I finally did then right
when you send a valentine, that's the time to run
shove it under neath the door
ring the bell and run run run
ring the bell and run
and
knock knock knock sounds like more, trick or treaters at my door
and
I open the door and what do I see
3 scary monsters looking at me
I give them a treat and then they flee
knock knock knock
So to Matt who always wanted to put on a puppet show, worn and performed in the magician's cape that Aunt Dianna made, here is your song:
I am a policeman dressed in blue
here are the things I like to do
direct the traffic in your town, help to keep you safe and sound
oh it's my job
and I like it fine
no one has a better job than mine
And for Brent:
in the nick, in the nick in the nick of time
that's when kids arrive
not 1
not 2
not 3 or 4
but in the nick of time -- that's FIVE
and for Cameron
There was a snail called Herbert who was so very slow He caused a lot of traffic jams wherever he would go The ants were always getting mad and the beetles, they would fume But Herb would always poke along and sing this little tune Have patience, have patience Don't be in such a hurry When you get impatient, you only start to worry Remember, remember that God is patient, too And think of all the times when others have to wait for you When Herbert was much younger, he often got in trouble Forgetting that he was a snail, he did things on the double He'd crash through every spider web and with crickets he'd collide' Til one day Herbert's father took his speeding son aside As you can well imagine, there's a moral to this tale Some of you may find yourselves behind a creeping snail So if you get impatient and you're easily disturbed Think about this little song and take a tip from Herb
and for Colby who spent the 2 hours on the bus from Disneyland to San Diego, trying to learn this song, and even though all the other passengers will be haunted by it the rest of their lives, Colby still did not memorize it:
Oh she sailed away on a lovely summer day on the back of a crocodile
you see said she hes as tame as he can so I'll ride him down the Nile
well the croc winked his eye as they waved him all good bye
wearing a happy smile
at the end of the ride
the lady was inside and the smile was on the crocodile
and for Jessica,
who made me memorize these songs until I finally did then right
when you send a valentine, that's the time to run
shove it under neath the door
ring the bell and run run run
ring the bell and run
and
knock knock knock sounds like more, trick or treaters at my door
and
I open the door and what do I see
3 scary monsters looking at me
I give them a treat and then they flee
knock knock knock
Wednesday, April 27, 2011
Tuesday, April 12, 2011
Our tree climber
Ambree is just like Jessica. Except the tree has gotten a bit bigger since Jessica was climbing it.
Tuesday, March 29, 2011
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