Self-Improving Quote of the Day

  • "Love is making space in your life for someone else."--Niell F. Marriott

Monday, July 4, 2016

My Country, 'Tis of Thee

With so much of the world in turmoil, I'm feeling grateful that I live in this country. Yes, we have our problems too and I see troubling things ahead, but I'm still grateful.

This was a typical 4th of July for us. Daniel marched in a parade.


We had some patriotic food. Rocket dogs...


...and some frozen strawberry lemonade, which I just now realized is missing the scattering of blueberries on top to actually make it patriotic colors. The Mentos-meets-Diet-Coke-like-reaction that occurred when Kev put everything in the blender was a bit of a distraction. It was funny though. 🙂


We enjoyed some sparklers and set off some fireworks.

So excited.
 
Batting for poppers.
 
Glee.
 
I have no idea what Nathan is doing. He's a pretty crazy kid.
 
Fun with fire.
 
My favorite pic of the night.

The kiddos. Malia is afraid of sparklers (she remembers getting a slight burn from one two years ago).

Happy 4th all y'all.

Saturday, June 25, 2016

A Return to Nathanisms

We are going on vacation soon and this evening we were discussing seating arrangements for the drive. As we made some decisions and the conversation wound down, Nathan said, "The whole time we're in Seattle, will we want to wear pants?" Kev and I completely lost it. I was laughing so hard I was crying. Yes, I know exactly what he meant (long pants as opposed to shorts) and that he was probably planning to actually say something about shorts, but he paused...and it was hilarious. Funniest thing I've heard in weeks. :-)

Patriotism Using Pipe Cleaners

My kids have really come to look forward to our yearly tradition of making a t-shirt for the 4th of July. This year's selection used pipe cleaner to stamp fireworks on the shirts. They were simple and easy to make and the kids loved how they turned out!



Friday, June 24, 2016

BFF

For almost the past year, Malia’s best friend has been Raylee. They have been in preschool together and although they weren’t in the same primary class last year, they were this year. When Malia discovered that fact, there was a fist pump and a “Yes!” involved. These two girls have gotten along amazingly well. Their personalities are very similar, they like the same things and they just love being together. I’ve only had to intervene in a moment of disagreement once in the past year and that one was just to suggest maybe they could take turns. Other than that, they have worked everything out on their own and have had surprisingly few moments of conflict. As far as a couple of 4-5 year olds go, that is pretty much a mini miracle. Raylee has even taught Malia some of the finer points of being a princess. Malia can be pretty rough and tumble (having three older brothers will do that) and Raylee has helped balance that out. I couldn’t have asked for a better first girlfriend for Malia.



Raylee and her family have been living down the street, with one of her sets of grandparents. Her dad was finishing up his last year of medical school and they didn’t know where he would be assigned for his residency so they didn’t want to buy a home or anything like that only to be there less than a year. Because of that, we’ve known all along that they would be moving, we just didn’t know where. When they were given their assignment a few months ago, I started prepping Malia for the fact that Raylee would be moving. I figured if she knew what was coming and had an idea of what it really meant, it might be easier on her. By the time Raylee left last week, Malia had a pretty good idea what moving meant.



Raylee moved last Saturday. They were able to spend a good chunk of the last couple of days together and due to our in-advance discussions, Malia has handled it really well. She’s only asked when Raylee would be living down the street from us again once. I was just about Malia’s age when my parents moved to their current home and I met a group of girls, some of whom became besties and one of whom I still keep in touch with. (This is a shout out to Lisa-my life long bestie!) Luckily for us, Raylee has only moved to Provo and her grandparents still live just down the street so while I’m old enough to know things definitely won’t be the same, at least Malia will be able to see her from time to time.


Raylee drew a picture for Malia by way of a parting gift. Raylee is on the right dressed as Rapunzel who is currently her favorite princess. Malia is on the left as Snow White which is what Malia wants to be for Halloween this year. I thought it was a sweet way of letting Malia know that the friendship goes both ways.


In moments of loneliness or boredom, Malia will sigh and say, “I wish Raylee was here.” You know what? I wish Raylee was here too.


Sunday, June 19, 2016

Family Resemblance

My mom recently found a box full of photos of my dad and his family. Most of the pictures were of my dad when he was a kid and as I flipped through them, I discovered that my boys definitely resemble my dad. It isn't really apparent now, but there were several photos taken when my dad was a teen that made me realize that my boys are most assuredly a part of this family. Check it out:

 l-r: My dad-age 15, Daniel-age 15, My dad-age 13, Nathan-age 13

Those pics were taken when my dad was just the ages that Daniel and Nathan are currently. Daniel doesn't look much like my dad in his face (my brother, Adam, however is another story) but the way he stands, his posture, the shape of his body are very similar. As for Nathan, his resemblance is all in the face. It's not as noticeable in the picture we took specifically for this card, but if you could see Nathan in the second just before his smile is full, he looks even more like the picture of my dad (minus the glasses and the fact that my dad's face is thinner-one of the results of doing the hard physical labor required of a farm boy).

So I guess these kids really do belong to us. However, they would have no idea what to do if I dropped then at a farm and told them to get to work. City boys vs. country boy. I think the lives my boys lead are very different than the one my dad had growing up, but I also think they would have to look pretty hard to find a better role model.

Friday, June 17, 2016

Wednesday, June 15, 2016

A Tender Mercy

This evening I took dinner to one of the ladies I visit teach. She just had a baby, so food was in order. This is by no means an out of the ordinary event, but she has Celiac disease and can’t eat any gluten so there was a need for some careful planning and cooking. The out of the ordinary part of the experience was all on my side. For the first time ever, I felt a rush of gratitude for Matthew’s allergies. I’m not grateful that he has them, of course, but I’m incredibly grateful that all the struggles we’ve had have helped me be able to serve someone else who is in a similar situation. This is one of those all too infrequent moments when I can actually see how my trials have brought some good into my life.

Yet Another Childhood Trauma

Today we found an earwig in the house and Malia told us it was the “ewwest” bug she’d ever seen. She’s not wrong. Yet another creepy crawly I have issues with based on a movie, this one the original “Wrath of Khan” which gave me issues about things crawling into my ears. {shudder}