Friday, December 22, 2006

Have a Great Weekend

I am looking forward to this weekend and Dreading at all at the same time. I get to spend Saturday baking with my mom. Every year I give out goodie plates to my friends and this year I am not going to let a little thing, like a two wekk old, stop me. I am making several things.I hope to get chronicler's Spritz cookie recipie. I will do No- bake cookies for my prince, my grandmas carmel, Winter mint cookies,(these are devils food with a york patty on top...YUM!!!!) Pepermint bark, and of course fudge. I will put up a picture of the finished product later.

I have feeling this day will be bitter sweet. I get to spend time with my mom but, at the same time I feel like I am celebrating a loss. It has been an extremly emotional week for me. Every time I see her I want to burst in to tears throw a fit on the floor, kick my feet and scream " I don't want to go, you can't make me" But, them I go back to knowing that I am not two anymore and I do want to go. Me and my children love my mom so much. My kids greet her at the door every night the same way they greet my husband. She reads them stories and wakes up with them in the night to bring them milk, and I can't help but think they are going to go through a depression when we go. I wonder if we will all spend the first weeks under a cloud. I am welling up here just thinking about going. I really don't know what I will do the first time one of my kids falls down I she doesn't come to see if they need stiches. I guess I willhave to figure it out on my own, or maybe buy a camera phone.

..... Well this blog certanly took a depressing turn, sorry about that. Back to the fun stuff.....

After baking on Sat. I have a Christmas party at my hubby's Grandparents house. The only day all year that we see any of that family (messy divorce, not nice people) But, we usually have a good time. Most people can be plesent for short periods of time.
On Sunday, I am so excited for church. Somthing about Christmas Eve is going to make it special. Not to mention I get to dress my little girl up for the ossasion which is ALWAYS fun (can you say human doll) Then I am going to go to my families Christmas Eve party, an anual event that I will miss the most for Chirstmas. We all get together and do the nativity, sing songs, eat wonderfull food, exchange gifts, and just have a great time. After that we all come back to my moms to open our Christmas P.J.'s. and go to bed.
When Chirstmas morning comes it is all about my kids. We open gifts and then go to Another grandmas house for breakfast. After that we all come home and play all day untill Grandpa gets off work (Bummer for him) then we will go and do presents there.
I hope you all get as excited thinking about your upcoming weekend as I do. Have a very Merry Christmas. Remember the Savior and make him the center of your day.

Tuesday, December 19, 2006

Winter Wonderland

How Beautifull! I woke up this morning with my Prince standing over me saying "please take alot of pictures." Of course My reply was a groggy "what" then he explained how it was snowing and staying on the ground. So he left and two and a half hours later my kiddos woke up. I looked out the window and to my surprize there not only was snow but inches of snow. So we put jeans and shoes on over pj's and headed outside.

My little girl was so happy to see all of the bubbles. but was sadly dissapointed that they were so cold. My boy wanted to throw snowballs and in the process of building his set of weapons uncovered his football which in turn completly distracted him from his goal giving me ample time to bring on my sneak attack. Seeing as we are in Las Vegas and not used to such weather, we were back in the house after only ten minutes wiping tears and warming freezing hands.

However ten minutes was plenty for now. I am sure in no time at all we will be used to snow in Utah.

Tuesday, December 12, 2006

It's a BOY

My newest little guy arrived after 9 hours of labor on Friday morning at 10:57. Weighing in at 7lbs 1 oz and 19 1/2 inches long. He is so sweet. It is amazing how they come with their own little personalites right from the start. We have been home for a few days now and I am adjusting pretty well. I even wrapped all of my Christmas presents yesterday.

My little girl has been great, she has been so good with him. Now my boy, on the other hand, was very upset that I had a boy. He just does not understand why nobody has to obey him. He wanted a sister, so he finnally for the first time today asked to hold him and said it was okay to have a boy.

Now all that is left to do is to pack up an move to Utah. We are all set to go on the 28th. Only, I can't make myself belive I am really leaving. I am going to miss my family so badly. I can not even write about it without crying. My mom has been so great to have around. My kids greet her at the door the same way they do their Daddy. They are going to have a difficult time adjusting when we go. My oldest keeps saying that she can just move with us and I think she should come. Oh well, they say that my little family will only grow stronger together through this. It does help to know that we have entered into this prayerfully, and that we are doing what we know we should.
Now if I could only convince my heart of that.

Thursday, December 07, 2006

Wish me luck

I am getting ready to leave for the hospital tonight. I get to be induced for this baby at 2:00 a.m. Friday morning. I am so ready!!! The only thing I am even nervous about is bringing the baby home to my little girl, she is just not giving me any clues as to how she is going to react to this, it could go either way. One day she is so excited and the next she is screaming at me"NO BABY MY MOMMY!!" So I guess we will see. Anyhow I will be home Sat. morning and will post some pictures. And I will get to announce Boy or Girl.

Thursday, November 30, 2006

More like Mary

I am getting more ready every day to have this new baby, and with the Christmas season upon me I am finding myself wondering what Mary must have been thinking when she was getting ready to deliver the Savior. Did she have any idea what she was getting herself into? She knew she would deliver God's child but, did she know what that meant? Did she know all of the things he would do and say, how much he would have to suffer? I wonder if she was more like all of us other mothers than we think.

Every baby we are given has a piece of divinity in them, a literal God given light that they are given to help them through their mortal journey. As a mother it is my job to make sure they never wonder about who they are, becasue they are who they have always been, from the beginging, A child of a Heavenly Father who loves them and who has a plan laid out for them. It is my job to make my home feel warm and safe, to be the kind of place where they can feel the spirit unrestrained. A place where they can realize what they are to become.

What a joy and a blessing to know that these creatures who are brought into our lives are in every way unique little spirits who already are someone, they came here with a soul. A soul they have been molding for a very long time. A new body but and old soul. They must realize who they are so they can grow beyond where they have been to be what they are meant to be.

Jesus Christ came here with a plan laid out for him, whether his mother knew all he would go through or not she had to do the same things we must do in order for him to become who he did. She had to learn patience and compassion, and mabye more than all of us how to be truly in line with the will of God, and accept that will not only for herself, but for her child.

I hope that I will be able to teach my children how much they are like the Savior, how much they are able to be like him. But, more importantly how much they must be like him in order to return to live with their own Father in Heaven again. I pray every day that I can do this for them. And as the Season is here, I am so greatfull for the example of Mary, the mother of my Brother Jesus Christ.

Tuesday, November 28, 2006


I am so excited to announce that I am done shopping for Christmas. Everyone is taken care of. I needed to be done early becaus ein a few short days or weeks I will have a new baby that I am sure would not have fun going out shoping. So I decided this year to venture into the catolog and online shoping world.

I found a few really great websites for my in laws and for my kids. The only problem I ran into was on ebay, when I bought my mother in law a memory quilt and had a horrific time trying to email the pictures to the woman making the quilt. I used to think I was pretty smart when it comes to the internet, but however I am not. Hopefully I will be able to become more comfortable with it some day.

I cannot express in words how great I feel to be done. Mabye I am now going to be able to relax and just focus on having this baby. I don't know how it would have felt to go into the hospital and them come home with so little time to get things ready for Christmas.

Now comes the fun part of the Holidays for me, I love to be in the Kitchen for Christmas. Everything I can make I do, form Gingerbread to pumpkin bread, to pepermint bark, and even candy apples.
I am going to try to make somthing new this year, any ideas??
Let me know what your favorite thing to make for Christmas is. I would love to make somthing new.

Tuesday, November 21, 2006


I have been in early labor now for four days. What does that mean you say, That means contractions every four minutes 24 hours a day for FOUR, count em FOUR days. I have been going in to get checked because I need to see where I am going and every time he says well... you are a little bit further. I could have screamed so many times.
Then I have a friend who is barely pregnant with her fourth baby say to me, I just don't know what that feels like.. with my babies I have one contraction and 3 or 4 hours later I have baby. Again I could have screamed. "BAD TIMING!!!"
Any way I promised myself that with this baby I would try to be as gracful as possible through out the whole thing, and that I would be patient at the end. Well, after the first 4 months of being on bed rest and home health, track marked arms from botched I.V.s, one ambulance ride from throwing up blood, and then a realy bad reaction to a new medication. I thought that the Lord would at least make the end more bearable!!! I am not sure why I felt this way, but I did. And I have been angry, grumpy, and I am sure a lot of other words the people I live with would not say to my face.
Until today. I can always count on my mom to remind me of my grace.

As I have said before I am not a princess, but for those of you out there who do not really understand what this means...
I am the type to cut up a dead bug to see what it looks like inside, not run away form it. I am facinated by all things relating to the human body, especialy when it comes to cutting them open to see how they work. I realy did watch as a Dr. cut out a little tumer in my gut, and I loved the whole process.
(Okay got off track)
I am a pea and grace is a word to describe my mother, her mother and all of her 8 sisters. I am not graceful. But I am trying so......
Here is to having a better attitude in the end (which I know will someday come, even though some days it doesn't feel that way) of what will mabye turn out to be

Friday, November 10, 2006


Got is from Smee who got it from Lolly.....

All about 5s...

1) Five Minutes to Yourself. How would you spend them, ideally?
I can't even begin the fathom that idea. Lately any five minutes alone I am naked from the waste down sitting on paper in the doctors office. I guess ideally... I would be reading a really good book.
.2) Five dollars to spend right now. How would you spend it?Right this minute I am freezing, so Starbucks caramel apple cider.
3) Five Items In Your House You Could Part With Right Now? Lets pretend I am in my own house...(OH that's nice) 1. My prince's box of high school crap that he never looks at. 2. My own box of high school crap that I never look at. 3. Smelly diapers (this is just laziness, I would rather smell them than go outside to dump them) 4. My maternity clothes, in 4 more weeks this will feel good. 5. ANY TOY THAT MAKES NOISE!!!!
4) Five Items In My House You Could Absolutely Never Part With?
1. My journals 2. My dads journals, and poetry!!! 3. Scriptures 4. Change jar, it keeps me looking forward to the vacation we will go on when it is full. 5. Computer
5) Five Words You Love? 1. "Mommy" when voiced by one of the offspring,(took that from Smee) 2. "Bedtime" 3. "Please"no one says it enough 4. "Thanks"again not enough 5. "Push" I just realy want this baby out of me!!!

the second meme
1. Favorite memory of your mother: When my daughter was born my mother held her and I knew she was right there with my day. I have felt that before on the day I went through the temple but, this time it was different because I was not at all distracted, I just watched as he put his arms around them both and held them. I could see my mom smelling him . It really is a memory I will never forget.
2. Favorite memory of my dad: I only have other people memories, but I have a song, a lullaby he wrote for his kids and when I sing it I can see him rocking me in the middle of the night singing it to me. It is a great memory because it can follow me wherever I go. I can change it to what I need. I don't have to be a baby to be rocked and sung too, he can hold me whenever I need it.
3. Favorite memory of your sibling(s): Disneyland!! We went every year for a long time. It seems this was the only time we were not fighting. We would spend the day laughing and running onto rides. Eating churros and suckers, Even the drive down was fun.
4. What one skill would you like to wake up tomorrow and be able to do (though you'd never learned it): I want to be able to cook, not just cook but COOK! You know make real food, the best my family gets is Tacos.
5. Which one of your dreams has come true: I agree with Smee again, getting married to the man of my dreams, I guess not just mine but, my Heavenly Fathers dreams for me. I know there is this person who is there to help me through life. Whenever I get "sick of it" he is there to pull me out of my funk and get me back on track. And it seems whenever he is in that place, as we all are at sometime, we are never in it together. We can always count on each other to get back on track.

Thank you to Smee, and Lolly I always seem to have fun with the meme's.

Thursday, November 09, 2006


I stand all amazed at the love Jesus offers me
Confused at the grace that so fully he proffers me
I tremble to know that for me he was crucified
That for me, a sinner, he suffered, he bled and died
Oh, it is wonderful that he should care for me
enough to die for me
Oh, it is wonderfulWonderful to me
I marvel that he would descend from his throne divine
To rescue a soul so rebellious and proud as mine
That he should extend his great love unto such as I
Sufficient to own, to redeem and to justify
(Repeat chorus)
I think of his hands, pierced and bleeding to pay my debt
Such mercy, such love and devotion can I forget?
No, no, I will praise and adore at the mercy seat
Until at the glorified throne I kneel at his feet

I stand all amazed at the love Jesus offers me
Secure in the promise of life in his victory
Thus ransomed from death I will live to my Savior's praise
And sing of his goodness and mercy through endless days

It is the last verse that we do not sing that really gets me. This is one of my very favorite hymns. I think of it always when I am feeling weighed down and bothered. And lately it seems I have been singing it a lot. Life sometimes does weigh us down, and it is so easy to forget why we have come here to earth to go through the things that we do. I do know that my savior came and died for me and it is because of that knowledge that I can carry on. I know that he suffered for me and will carry me through the joys and sorrows that comes with choosing to go through this life. Thank goodness as Smee says eternity is a mile long string and this life is but a very small knot.

Friday, November 03, 2006

The "Hoods"

I cannot belive how long a week can be. My prince had a whole week of vacation time so, we had planned a trip to Disneyland with our kids just a few days before #1 turned 3. (so we wouldn't have to pay for him) Well almost as predicted I am way to pregnant to do that. I ended up in the hopspital just 4 days before we were to leave. Not a big deal I got the flu and went into labor becuase I was dehydrated. No big thing. However, it did make my husband being home for a solid week a lot harder on him because he had to mostly take care of our kids while I laid in bed and got better.
NOTHING I mean NOTHING could have been better for us. He came to bed every night saying man I wish I had work tomarrow. He had no idea what it took to just keep our house and clothes clean let alone the fact that our children had to go to bed breathing every night. What a trooper he was. He gladly got up and did breakfast and got our kids dressed and then we would try to do somthing together as a family. On day we went to a pumpkin patch, another we just ate lunch in a real resturant, which we never do with our kids, but they did realy great. And one day his mom watched the kids while he and I went to lunch. (Soup salad and breadsticks anyone)
I am sure that if I had to wake up at 4 in the morning everyday and work for 14 hours I would want to shoot myself in the head. I am so glad I am a girl.
So to the "hoods" I am so blessed to live in a marrage where we do have the two "hoods" priesthood and motherhood. I am sure that will make for a very interesting and fun life for my kids. Having grown up in house where we had to call in the Priesthood, I know how blessed my children are not just to have a father, but one who is truly in line with his Heavenly Father. I also am so greatfull for a husband (who grew up missing his mother), who would rather work 5 jobs 24 hours a day before seeing me leave my children with a sitter.
How wonderful the gosple is, what a true way of life to live. I know that being a woman is so much more than being able to do whatever a man does, but being able to wake up two seconds before my child starts to cry. To feel when someone needs to be huged. To understands and translate to others what my daughter is trying to say. And to see my dead tired, dirty, stinky man walk through the door,scoop up his children then notice the spaghetti on the table just for him because he had a bad day and it's his favorite. All of that means so much more to me than any other thing in the whole world.

Thursday, October 19, 2006

Just for Smee

This one is for you because you encouraged me to share.
My little brother is getting married in December and my mom and my sisters wanted to carry on the tradition that my Dad started with my mom. He counted down to there wedding with a new gift everyday.It is such a sweet and special memory for my mom that she thought we should do the same thing for this new woman coming into our family. So for the first day we are going to take her to lunch and give her this poem I wrote explaining our thoughts.
So here it is. I have no title but I guess that doesn't realy matter.

A long time ago a man was in love
with a woman who one day would give him a son

So in love was this man that he asked her to be
his one true love for all eternity

And when she said yes he decided that day
to be the best of all men in every possible way

to love and to cherish the girl he was given
to prove himself worthy an angel from heaven

With the day fast approaching to seal them together
he wanted to do something she would remember forever.

Ten gifts did he give, one for each passing day
leading up to the wedding when a sealer would say

This woman is yours take of her the best care
be selfless and gentle, of your love do not share

guide each other through life bring joy every day
and when sorrow does come, together chase it away

Love the gospel and always together you pray
and you two will never be alone in the frey

With these words the man knew happy could he be
with this woman now his for all eternity

From that moment on the woman she too
knew there was nothing for this man that she couldn't do

And of that son that I mentioned before
he grew up and he to fell in love with a girl

So now comes that day that wed he will be
to his one true love, for all eternity

And as happy as all of his family is
We all miss the man who started all this

The one who had, the courage to ask
his one true love to to be up to the task

Of not only a wedding but a life lived together
that no one could know would be lived for forever.

For that man had to go to heaven too soon
And leave a little boy to be raised, the lone son in the room

So this boys sisters and mother carry on the tradition
to welcome you Lauren, our families newest addition

The count down begins, you have ten days to go
till you'll get your own advise for your road

So a gift you will get for each passing day
to remind you, no longer are you alone in the frey

Wednesday, October 11, 2006

Faith of a child

There is nothing like being a mother to bring you closer to your Father in Heaven. Every day I am given the chance to peer into Heaven, Boy it looks great. I have a little boy who in his own right is not very little. The very day he came to this world I knew he had been waiting a very long time to get here. He radiated peace and love from even his 10 minute old body. A truly "old soul". Watching him grow has been one huge lesson at a time. First with his old soul came an incredible will to do as he pleased. He did not like being a baby and mastered his body very quickly holding his head up at three weeks was the beginning. He walked at nine months and found his independence which to this day he craves. As I look forward to him turning three he is reminding me of who he is more and more.
Just the other day we had our F.H.E. lesson on faith and had this conversation...
Mom: "Who do you pray to?"
Child: "Heavenly Father and Jesus."
Mom: "Have you ever met Heavenly Father or Jesus?"
Child: "No"
Mom: "How do you know they are really there when you talk to them?"
Child: "because I just do."

As the deeper meaning of his response to that question sunk into me, I wanted to end our lesson right there, I had certainly learned a thing or two about my own faith. But for the sake of the lesson I took a breath, trying to record his sweet answer in my mind, and I plowed on. I continued to tell him that, that meant he had faith, that just because he hadn't seen them did not make them any less real. It seemed as though he didn't really care what faith was, he just knew his Heavenly Father was there for him and that was all he needed to know.

How nice it would be to truly have the faith of a little child. To go through life not caring that you have faith just caring that you know the things you know. Never questioning what you know, just knowing!
I am such a huge fan of my children, I am so lucky to be given there little souls to mold and even more lucky to know that I do not have to do it alone. To know that even though they don't remember all of the lessons they learned before they came to earth the spirit they feel when I teach them true doctrine will let them know what I am telling them is true. When I got sealed to my Hubby we were told marriage is a three legged stool. With you, your husband, and your Father in Heaven holding it up. I have transferred that wisdom into how I raise my kids and I hope the Lord will never leave our presence as I bring these souls up to be the people they were meant to be.

Saturday, October 07, 2006

What does that say???


Okay mabye it is fun to have everyone know what your favorite things are, or mabye even you want the whole world to know your name. But realy DRNK2MCH Hello ticket, you know that guy is pulled over every night he is out a little bit late. I personally think that there should be a ristriction on what you can say, for example
26E4U translates to to sexy for you?... Who got that?, and if you did get it how long did it take? AFAV8R = Aviator, which brings us to what you do for a living.
I have a relivtive who drives around with BACKDOC he is a chiroprator, 24CRT on a jewlers car, but the winner in this catigory goes to 2PCME = to pee see me, a urologist.
Of course thereare people outhere who like to show God how much they care, 1WTHGOD, or BIBLRDR, even JCLVSU2. Do you realy think that will get you into heaven? HMMM....

I do get realy annoyed when I read these plates because they are either so unexplanable or, just plain dumb. However this post came about because I stand corrected for the time being. I saw the cuteset vanity plate ever the other day.

I was driving on the freeway during rush hour so not so much driving as cruising. When I noticed the car in front of me had jumbled letters for a plate RICNBNS. I did not get it, Mabye that is why I am bitter about these plates, I never get it. However I was behind them for quite some time so I finally got Rice and beans. Of course I was thinking.. " that is so stupid, why do people do the things they do, what is that supposed to mean" However when I pulled up beside this car to glare at the driver who had annoyed me I looked and saw a happy couple, him Spanish her Chineese. Rice and beans then became very cute!!

Tuesday, September 26, 2006


I don't know about any of you but when I get to the other side of this life. I will be sitting down for a nice long chat with the man in charge.
I have an amazing mother. A women who in all rights has been through enough, the loss of her soulmate and first child being just the tip of a huge iceberg. I am at a point in my life where I am SICK OF IT. I cannot watch her go through any more. My baby brother has had 16 brain surgeries, my sister had reconstructive heart surgery. All of this she had to deal with on her own. She did not complain, at least not much. She took her life in stride and went on with it.
Now she is in the battle of her life, having seizures most of the time for the last two years. When is enough enough!! and who decides.
I truly feel like I want to kneel down and scream. Can you do that? I want so many things for this woman who has done so much for me. But, I can't even begin to dream for her because I have no idea how she is going to feel one day to the next. How do I watch my mother like this?
What do you do when you are angry at the Lord? I mean I went through a real angry stage when I realized what I missed out on having my dad gone, but this seems to be worse because I am having to watch it from the outside in. I feel like a freind having to watch Job and not being able to do anything.
Any wisdom would be nice...

Tuesday, September 19, 2006

From Chronicler, a penny for your thoughts

Finish the thought

Never again in my life:Will I let a boy tell me who I am. I let this happen with a guy I dated once and almost missed out on the love of my life.

When I was five: I learned the proper way to eat a cracker and how to blow my nose from an East coast aunt I adore who I was living with at the time.

High school was:Not all it is cracked up to be in the movies. And it does end!!!

I will never forget: The feel of my children right after they are born, I can still feel my father on them. But, it doesn't last long enough. Maybe that is why I feel a need to never stop having kids.

I once met: Jim Carry, I was actually surprised at how sweet he was.

There's this girl I know who: Knows who she really is and lives up to it every day of her life. I hope one day I can do that. Hi Grandma!!

By noon I'm usually: Ready for bed!
Last night I: Snuggled up with my prince and watched a few episodes of The Office. We are trying to catch up for the season three premier on THURSDAY!!

Next time I go to church: I will probably spend the whole time in and out of the Jr. And senior nursery taking #1 to the bathroom and #2 back in from crying.

What worries me most is: That I will not live up to who I was before I came to the earth.

When I turn my head left, I see: The bathroom and my daughter sitting at my feet.

When I turn me head right, I see: My bed, did a mention we are living at my moms in one room all together. (I know fun huh)

You know I am lying when: I laugh through the whole story

If I were a character written by Shakespeare I'd be: Shakespeare wouldn't write me but if you said Dr. Suess we might be closer.

By this time next year I'll be: A mom again in a new town, hopefully still in love with the town we fell in love with while just there for the weekend

A better name for me would be: No other name. My dad came bursting into the hospital room two days after I was born shouting my name, He named me! No other name would fit.

I have a hard time understanding: What my life would have been if only I could change one day.

If I ever go back to school: I will try harder

You know I like you if: You like me

Darwin, Mozart, Slim Pickens & Geraldine Ferarro are: 4 people who I honestly don;t know much about.

Take my advice, NEVER: Eat something you can't pronounce.

My ideal breakfast is: Dell taco tacos

A song I love but do not have is: Anything my dad sang, I would do anything to hear him sing "Rock in roll lullaby" to my kids, I know I don't sing the right tune.

If you visit my hometown, I suggest: You come see me, I am heading back to where I was born.

Why won't anyone: Realize that everyone in the world with very few exceptions is only doing what they truly feel is right.

If you spend the night at my house do: keep me up late talking all about yourself, I really want to know!

The world could do without: Contention, I do not know how but it would sure be nice.

I'd rather lick the belly of a cockroach than: watch my kids be taken from me

My favorite blonde is: This is something I would share with dad. My mom

Paperclips are more useful than: A lot of things

San Diego means: Wishing under the rainbow bridge

For some reason doing that brought back alot of my dad, mabye because he has been on my mind lately, I don't know but thank you for putting it up it was alot of fun.

Sunday, September 10, 2006


Tanner Michael DeMille Born september 11th 2001.
As I sat in a dorm room 200 miles away watching the horror on the TV unfold my Dear sister sat in her hospital room bringing her first baby boy into the world. I can hardly believe he is FIVE years old.
I remember that day like it was yesterday, I was sleeping in on my only day off from classes when a knock on my door woke me up. Laurel, my friend from down the hall was at my door. "We are under attack," she ran past me and to my TV it was then that I saw the Tower burning.
Not ten minutes later my phone rang. My mom said "your sister had her baby, he is healthy and happy and mom is doing good, but we haven't told her what has happened." As our conversation went on I was told not to come home until we knew what was happening.
Classes were canceled, No work, No family, All I did was sit all day long and watch as the 2nd building was hit then the pentagon and the crash in PA, just minutes from Laurels hometown.
I was the only room around with a TV so 15 or 20 really just sat there all day long stopping only every once in a while to pray.
But as life is taken life is given. Tanner was precious when I did get to go and see him a few days later. He does not yet understand that every major birthday he has will be marked as well with the remembrance of that day. I for sure am so glad he is the ray of Sunshine God gave to our family on that tragic day. HAPPY HAPPY BIRTHDAY TANNER DEAR!!!!

Friday, September 08, 2006

Out of the trick or treat loop

This is my family last year on Halloween. I uaually make my kids costumes. But this year we are living with my mom before making a big move so I do not have a sewing machine, nor do I want to make myself anymore of a nusance than we are now. So, I have decided to buy this year. WHEN DID HALLOWEEN TURN INTO AN INVESTMENT!?! I am looking for costumes and am going to end up spending at least $50.00 for my son. I would never have asked him what he wanted to be if I had known I would be dipping into his college money to get him there. By the way he wants to be Tow Mater from cars, not an outift you can get second hand. Of course people are saying "what is the big deal, fifty dollars is not that bad."... WHAT!!! Hallaluah my daughter can't complian when she ends up going as a ballerina because I already have all of the stuff . I know all of you are saying why in the world is this such a deal, it just so happens that #1's birthday is Halloween, so he thinks the whole world dresses up to give him candy for his birthday. Great for a party, not so great for this years costume. Oh well if anyone out there wants a partially used tow mater costume the day after Halloween let me know it's yours for the low low price of $75.00, I have uped the price as a headache fee.

Tuesday, September 05, 2006

Who I am

Hello to the world. I have been a secret admire of many a blogs for the past year or so, waiting and watching, wondering if I had the creativity or in other words, if anyone would care, to write my own blog. So here I go, still not knowing if I will be interesting but jumping in all the same.
As I say I am the pea. I truly am surrounded by many princesses, two sisters, one mother, many more aunts, grandma's, cousins, and friends who are what I would call truly refined ladies, who know who they are. I am so very greatfull for this but I must admit I am destined to be forever flawed. I don't eat, sleep, clean, or dress like a lady should most of the time. (I do like to dress so I have my elegant moments, untill I trip and fall down the stairs) The ladies in my life teach me what I want to be. I have goals to be refined but I am sure it will take a lifetime of do-overs to achieve my goal.
My latest princess is a sweet daughter, child #2 who came to earth with a crown on her head. She thinks she rules the world, and in most accounts she does. Poeple stop when she waves to them and tell her she is addorable, and this only intensifies the problem.
My Princes are wonderfull as well, a strong willed prince in the shape of a mud covered little boy, (#1) and Prince charming, My very sweet husband who cateres to me when dinner is burned and clothes are not ironed becuase I have spent all day playing instead of taking care of, the other stuff, as I like to call it. And I have a brother who could have been ruined by his sisters but in all accounts came out of his estrogen bubble mostly unscathed.
I have two more princes who I only know by stories of charm and wit but who in most accounts were men of fun, like me. My older brother and my Father who had to serve a better part and leave this earth while I was still very young. They have watched over and protected me my whole life and I have been able to think of them as the perfect people they are.
I love to do anything fun, I like to cook but not clean, sleep but not make the bed, dress but not iron or wash the clothes. I am a student of anything I don't know I read my biology books in my spare time and then follow that with a good Jodi Picoult novel. Someday in the future I want to be a Certified Nurse midwife as I am most fascinatedby pregnancy and childbirth it amazes me what can happen inside of a women in 40 weeks time. I do many crafts though I have never been taught so I sew in my own way that my grandmother would cringe at if she ever watched. I also love Disney and Dr. Suess. I am a student of the gosple I would love to know the scriptures inside and out Someday, mabye in the next life.
So , that is me in a nutshell, or should I say a pod.