Monday, June 21, 2010

A "Daddy"

Anyone can be a Father, but only a few can be a "Daddy."  Robert is the ultimate hands-on Daddy.  He plays with them, does homework with them, takes them camping, works with them, volunteers at their schools, gets up with them in the night when they are sick or scared, teaches them how to do things, takes them on dates, spends all of his free time with them, reads scriptures with them, prays with them and for them, is an amazing example to them, provides opportunities for them, and is the most amazing husband to me that anyone could ever have.  He is their hero, and mine.  What an amazing man.







Monday, June 14, 2010

What I Have Learned . . .

There are so many wonderful and endearing things my children have taught me.  Here is a sampling of a few gems:

*Any time is a good time to wear goggles.

*Puddles are made to be stomped in.

*If there is something on the ground that looks like chocolate, it's not.  It's pooh.

*If someone calls your name frantically, they are going to want you to stop doing something you are enjoying, so RUN!

*That I am someone's hero and most favorite person in the whole world.

*If there is any flaw that I have, my children will not only see it, but repeat it over, and over, and over.

*BRIBERY is indeed the best motivator. 

*There are so many things that I thought mattered, but don't.  And so many things that I never noticed, that are now of great importance.

*Ants, caterpillars, ladybugs, and "roly-polies" are absolutely fascinating to watch . . . and then smush.

*Popsicles are scrumptious year round, and should be considered their own food group.

*Church is WAY too long and is better enjoyed in the halls doing laps or talking to friends.

*When taking a bubble bath, bubbles are meant to be placed all over your head and face to amuse one's self instead of just laying in them and relaxing.

*Having pictures taken of you is awful and the best way to handle this is to look totally unnatural, to cry, or to run away.

*When having children, pride and dignity in yourself is best to be given up because they will yank it from you at the worst possible times, PUBLICLY.

*Children have mastered the delicate art of humility in the midst of very healthy self esteem.

*They are their own people and should never be forced to accomplish your agenda for their life.

*Teaching children never happens when it is planned, only when you least expect a teaching moment.  So always be ready.

*Yes, your children are smarter and cuter than everyone else's but SHHHHHHH, because everyone else thinks this about their children too and you don't want to burst their bubble.

*I need to be more teachable, because my children are.

*Everyday can be the BEST day of your life, if you find the good in it.

*Don't try to schedule anything for yourself in the day, because they will sense it and then thwart your efforts at every turn.  Life is all about them.

*Sometimes it's okay to make cookie dough and just eat it, and not cook it.

*It's great to be noticed when you're doing something amazing.  "Watch me!  Watch me!"

*Being called, "Mama" is the greatest, sweetest thing to ever be called . . . unless they're screaming it.

*Siblings make the best "buddies."

*Toots are hilarious and should always be laughed at, hysterically.

*Cuddles and nuzzles are the best, but only in their time frame.

*Lightening McQueen pajamas are awesome under church clothes.

*Cleaning is best accomplished by quickly stuffing things under the bed, in drawers, or behind things.

*Desserts taste WAY better than vegetables.

*It's okay to cry when someone hurts your feelings.

*Pure joy can be found in every day.

*I can make someone feel better if I share what I have with them.

*Saying "please" nicely will get you just about anything.

*LIVE in the moment.

*I LOVE being 5 little people's "Mama."

Friday, June 11, 2010

Leopard Paws For Tiger Dog

Could there be anything more precious than a feminine little girl (who insists on being called "TigerDog") who has a passion for tigers, lions, and leopards?  All day long she scampers all over the house imitating a tiger, roaring and purring on all fours.  She cannot seem to get enough stuffed leopards, lions, or tigers as well as costumes.  Every night when we go in to check on her, she can be found in her bed with all of her Big Cat encyclopedias and storybooks spread out all over her bed.  This is something so incredibly endearing to me and I am already mourning the day that she outgrows this phase.  She recently did extra jobs every day for a week to save up enough money for these:

Seriously, could she get any cuter with her new leopard paws on?!

Thursday, June 10, 2010

My Mom

I think it's safe to say that no matter how old I get, I will always need my Mom.  I don't care if I'm 80 and she's 100, I'll still need her advice, support, wisdom, and love.
     Now that my 5 week ordeal of being injured is over, I can safely speak about it.  About 5 weeks ago while training for a race, I unknowingly tore a major muscle in my thigh.  Never having being injured and having a high tolerance to pain, I took two days off and then ran 8 miles on it.  Well, needless to say, the next day, I could hardly walk and the pain was excruciating.  I really thought that it would take a few days to recover and then I'd be back to my normal fast-paced schedule.  It wasn't until I visited a sports medicine doctor that I realized it would be a 4-6 week recovery and I should be taking it as easy as possible and need physical therapy.  There really are no words to convey how incredibly hard this is with 5 very active children.  I am used to starting my day by bolting out of bed and literally running, running, running the whole day, sweating and with my heart racing.  I very much enjoy my independence and being extremely physically active.  How was I going to take it EASY for 4-6 weeks?!  I have to admit, I re-injured the muscle 2-3 times because of my over-zealousness in wanting to recover.  There were times when I grew depressed over not being able to do things myself and being trapped in my house.  My 3 oldest kids were amazing, but my 2 youngest did not understand why I couldn't do certain things and often grew frustrated with me.
      I will confess that I ABHOR having to be helped.  It makes me uncomfortable, it makes me feel like I am going to have to "owe" someone in the future, and it makes me sort of depressed at not being able to do things on my own.  Well, that's where a wonderful mother like mine can help.  My mom was my angel for those many weeks.  She baked me elaborate dinners, dropped off and picked up my daughter from preschool, took my very active 3 yr. old to her house many times, cleaned my house, did my laundry, and took the kids out to lunch and on fun adventures.  Everyday, she called to check in on me.  I seriously don't know how I could have done it without her.  I think this was the first time in my life when I absolutely could NOT do it on my own, and I am so thankful that I had my Mom here to help me.  I forget every once in a while how nice it is to have her, until I talk to my close friend who lost her mom to cancer 6 years ago and she still struggles with needing a Mom's advice, support, and unconditional love.
      I am so incredibly thankful for her and the close relationship we share.  I am so thankful that when I needed her, she was there.  I love you, Mom!





*Isn't she beautiful?

Wednesday, June 9, 2010

LUCK

One of my very favorite quotes is this:  "LUCK is when PREPARATION meets OPPORTUNITY."  I don't believe in luck in the traditional sense, and have always cringed slightly when people have said that I am so lucky about certain things.  I of course believe in blessings, but even then I think that Heavenly Father has it set up so that positive or negative things naturally stem from wise or foolish choices, so in a sense you can choose through free agency to bless yourself.  The freedom and ability to do so comes from God, and for that we should always be thankful.  What do you think?  Do you believe in LUCK?  Is there someone you know that just seems lucky?

Wednesday, June 2, 2010

Memorial Day Weekend

Swimming  Park City  Painting  Movies  Barbecue
Friends  Camp fire  Camping  Temper tantrums
Sunburns  Smores  Games  More temper tantrums  Fun
Grumpy  AND  Worn Out