So tomorrow is the BIG DAY! It is my Companies first national convention, and I'm the last speaker of the event. That is the one part that makes me nervous, but I"m super excited about the rest of the day.
I have this great friend from the summer I lived in Stanley Idaho, and she has a blog that does a spotlight every Friday. I'm the spotlight of the day today, so you can check it out here http://soverythankful.blogspot.com/
WARNING: may cause you to think less of me after hearing of our shenanigans that summer. My also cause watery eyes, and red cheeks of embarrassment.
Anyway, pray for me not to have a nervous break down this weekend...just keepin it real.
Friday, September 25, 2009
Tuesday, September 22, 2009
Garden Goodness & Primary program
My Craig and I have wanted to plant a garden ever since we moved into our home 4 years ago, but this was the first year we actually did it. I absolutely LOVE harvesting our home grown goodness, and see the joy on the Chickie's faces as they search for ripe tomatoes. Carter and Layla have had a great time finding "ready food" that they can pick, they love it so much that they can never wait for the tomatoes to be all the way ready. I rally don't mind it, I just love seeing the joy it brings them.
On another note, My primary program was Sunday. The children sat very reverantly, sang their little hearts out, and all gave their parts into the microphone (with exception to my own son, of course) it went really well...other then the fact that we finished 20 minutes early! ummm, yeaaaaa, not so good. I started the program with an introduction, and I didn't plan on speaking again after that. my 2nd counselor was planning on making a couple closing remarks. I think she was going to share a line or two from the family proclamation but...she ended up reading the WHOLE ENTIRE THING! Bless her heart! She did a great job, and managed to take 10 minutes off the clock.
My Craig was conducting, but I saw him go out with our restless little Layla, and han not re graced us with his presence. So my counselor finishes, and sits down, and the Entire chapel is Silent. They all looked at me, as if I was going to work some kind of magic. Not a soul stirred...I desperately looked for my Craig...The Bishop desperately looked at me...I started to panic...looked back at the bishop...chirp, chirp (If there had been crickets in that chapel you would have heard them). The Bishop finally took pity, and came back up to officially end the meeting. Not a moment too soon. I was about to get up and sing a solo or something, and that would not have been a pretty sight...or sound.
Moral of the story...if you're in charge of the program, just fake mono!
On another note, My primary program was Sunday. The children sat very reverantly, sang their little hearts out, and all gave their parts into the microphone (with exception to my own son, of course) it went really well...other then the fact that we finished 20 minutes early! ummm, yeaaaaa, not so good. I started the program with an introduction, and I didn't plan on speaking again after that. my 2nd counselor was planning on making a couple closing remarks. I think she was going to share a line or two from the family proclamation but...she ended up reading the WHOLE ENTIRE THING! Bless her heart! She did a great job, and managed to take 10 minutes off the clock.
My Craig was conducting, but I saw him go out with our restless little Layla, and han not re graced us with his presence. So my counselor finishes, and sits down, and the Entire chapel is Silent. They all looked at me, as if I was going to work some kind of magic. Not a soul stirred...I desperately looked for my Craig...The Bishop desperately looked at me...I started to panic...looked back at the bishop...chirp, chirp (If there had been crickets in that chapel you would have heard them). The Bishop finally took pity, and came back up to officially end the meeting. Not a moment too soon. I was about to get up and sing a solo or something, and that would not have been a pretty sight...or sound.
Moral of the story...if you're in charge of the program, just fake mono!
Friday, September 18, 2009
sad PRIVATE day
Per request of my Craig, I am taking this blog private. sniff, sniff. I am really not all that thrilled about it, but Craig is worried about the whole Internet stocker creeps factor of keeping it public. I really hope my friends and family will continue to follow our fun little lives, so if you want to keep up with us leave me your email, and I'll put you on the list.
solve my riddle
I over heard Carter and Layla playing in their room today. Layla wanted to get on Carters bed, and I heard him say "you can not get on my bed until you solve my riddle. I'm looking for something warm, but can you find something cold?"....waiting...waiting..."okay Layla, the answere is a coat!" haha, he is so hilarious. I know where he was trying to go with the "riddle", but I don't think he quite arrived.
Monday, September 14, 2009
Boots
The other day we were getting ready to leave the house, and I asked the kids to get their shoes on. I was thinking flip flops, but they had something else in mind! I love the way children wear whatever they want, and have no regard for the crazy looks people shoot, or the trail of giggles they leave in their wake. Oh to be a child.
First Day
My little guy has been so excited for school to start. So excited, so excited, until the night before, so nervous.
This week I have Daddy daughter date night with activity girls, presidency meeting, biggest Rotary fundraiser of the year for my club, Primary activity, primary program practice, ward picnic, and my Primary program. Plus all the normal Stuff...swimming, Karate, gymnastics, preschool, Visiting teaching, bla, bla, bla. And next week is First Impressions Convention, so I'm working like crazy to have a bunch of stuff (policies and procedures book, catalog, new ---------- handbook,etc) ready for that. This really is relevant...or was it? Anyway, I couldn't get my brain to slow down and go to sleep. I think that was the point. Finally at 2:00AM I decided I might as well do something, so I went upstairs to do some research. Soon the pitter patter of tired feet came stumbling into the room.
It was Carter, he said in a frustrated and tired voice "I've been laying in bed with my eyes closed for a rreaaaaallly long time, and it isn't working" ohh, poor little guy, I knew how he felt. I suggested he go lay in my bed with his dad, so he did. A few minutes later the pitter patter returned, and he said my bed didn't work either. He laid on the couch next to me, and the questions started. "Are my old friends going to be in my class this time?" and "what if nobody sits by me" and of course "what if I show up wearing the same outfit as another boy?"...ok, so he didn't say that last one, but you get the picture. We talked about it, and soon he was peacefully sleeping.
In the Morning I told him I had his first assignment of the year. He needed to make one new friend that day at school, and tell me about them when he come home. I told him "some kids" are nervous on the first day of school, so it will really help "them" if you make new friends. He said "yeah, some kids are nervous, but not me huh" as if I hadn't been up half the night with him calming his nerves.
At that moment the thought came to me, he helped me last night as much as I helped him.So sweet.
I love my little guy so much. He is very aware of the needs, and feelings of those around him. Whenever someone is in pain, he wants to make it go away. Carter is so intelligent, and sometimes I forget he is only four. I admire the way he contemplates situations, and loves people. Thank you for the lessons you have taught me Carter. I love you.
This week I have Daddy daughter date night with activity girls, presidency meeting, biggest Rotary fundraiser of the year for my club, Primary activity, primary program practice, ward picnic, and my Primary program. Plus all the normal Stuff...swimming, Karate, gymnastics, preschool, Visiting teaching, bla, bla, bla. And next week is First Impressions Convention, so I'm working like crazy to have a bunch of stuff (policies and procedures book, catalog, new ---------- handbook,etc) ready for that. This really is relevant...or was it? Anyway, I couldn't get my brain to slow down and go to sleep. I think that was the point. Finally at 2:00AM I decided I might as well do something, so I went upstairs to do some research. Soon the pitter patter of tired feet came stumbling into the room.
It was Carter, he said in a frustrated and tired voice "I've been laying in bed with my eyes closed for a rreaaaaallly long time, and it isn't working" ohh, poor little guy, I knew how he felt. I suggested he go lay in my bed with his dad, so he did. A few minutes later the pitter patter returned, and he said my bed didn't work either. He laid on the couch next to me, and the questions started. "Are my old friends going to be in my class this time?" and "what if nobody sits by me" and of course "what if I show up wearing the same outfit as another boy?"...ok, so he didn't say that last one, but you get the picture. We talked about it, and soon he was peacefully sleeping.
In the Morning I told him I had his first assignment of the year. He needed to make one new friend that day at school, and tell me about them when he come home. I told him "some kids" are nervous on the first day of school, so it will really help "them" if you make new friends. He said "yeah, some kids are nervous, but not me huh" as if I hadn't been up half the night with him calming his nerves.
At that moment the thought came to me, he helped me last night as much as I helped him.So sweet.
I love my little guy so much. He is very aware of the needs, and feelings of those around him. Whenever someone is in pain, he wants to make it go away. Carter is so intelligent, and sometimes I forget he is only four. I admire the way he contemplates situations, and loves people. Thank you for the lessons you have taught me Carter. I love you.
Saturday, September 5, 2009
get away
Not as in "get away from me", but as in "wow babe, we need to get away from our crazy lives for a day, and just be together!" We have a great friend named Chris Dudley, we like to call him studley dudley. He took us fishing in a place I'm sure you have all been called Pine Idaho...oh you've never heard of it? My bad. It's in the middle of no where, and it's one of the most beautiful places ever. I guess they are just keeping it a secret or something, but we had a great time fishing there. We were cocanie fishing, and they are fire red salmon. So pretty. They spawn in this particular place, and they were just everywhere. In some of the pictures you can see them really well in the water....they are the red spots in the river.
We slept under the stars, and oh my work, I had almost forgotten how many stars there really are. It took my breath away when I looked up after we put out the fire. Wow.
You can really see the fish in this picture
We slept under the stars, and oh my work, I had almost forgotten how many stars there really are. It took my breath away when I looked up after we put out the fire. Wow.
You can really see the fish in this picture
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