Daydreams

It's been so long since I daydreamed and I want to. Not about a vacation to Mexico. Seems like that's what I'm supposed to dream about. That's not what matters to me, it's never been what mattered to me. I'm going to dream, not of things but of moments. Most of them include Brad of course :) Walking on green grass in bare feet. Floating on a boat in a secluded pond with trees all around. Walking home and talking to God as big snowflakes fall. Swimming in the middle of a lake on a hot day. The feeling at the top of the mountain looking down. A train ride through mountains and stuff. The kind of unconditional love that leaves selfishness and pride behind. Never ever fighting ever again.

And I'm going to dream of being able to wear flattering dresses every day instead of jeans. SO UNCOMFORTABLE and unflattering!! Whoever thought up modern day fashion should be given a permanent wedgie. Grrrrrrr.

This Morning

This morning Breanna asked me to put on her blessing dress. I would never let her wear it except my sister didn't know and put it on her one day and Breanna has never looked back. Anyway, Jesse walked into her room after I put it on and said "you look like Giselle." That made Breanna one happy girl. So I downloaded the Enchanted soundtrack and the two of them danced to it for a long time. It's the type of thing I know I will miss when they grow up.



Oh and a tip. If you ever start feeling like a crappy Mom- which, who doesn't, guilt comes with the territory I think- I have a sure fix. Take your kids to the library, get out some books, come home and read to them. Whooosh...away with the guilt! pps ignore the big garbage bag on the couch I am doing spring cleaning and that is full of clothes that are not fit to donate and cardboard. Oooooo I love throwing things away!! :)

Captain Moroni!

Last night was right up there with the happiest night of Jesse's life. First for FHE we learned about Captain Moroni and Zarahemna (read the story here.) Then Jesse got dressed in some makeshift armour and he was Captain Moroni and Brad was Zarahemna. They fought for a long time while me and Breanna made Snickerdoodles. Well, Breanna would try to roll them in the cinnamon sugar mixture and ended up squishing them and so when she wasn't looking I did them again. Mmmm...snickerdoodles.  Jesse is a tough fighter. Brad is really rough with him and sometimes Brad will accidentally hurt him while they are fighting but Jesse just grits his teeth and keeps going. He doesn't care if he gets hurt as long as he's having fun! This kid is no wimp. He now loves his tinfoil armor and took it to bed with him last night and put it on first thing this morning.

Potty Times

Happy to say that my little girl is officially potty-trained!! The first day I took her to sit on the potty every five minutes, only to have her pee and poo on the floor. I can still hear the echo from my scream when that happened after a full day of sitting with her on the potty!

The sad thing was, she was more upset about these accidents than me and wouldn't let me clean them up, she wanted to do it. A couple of accidents later and a few messy pullups later she now asks to go potty every time! Really it was daddy, who was home for a total of one potty time, who got her to pee on the potty for the first time. Seriously annoying. But after that she did well with with bribery, aka gum. She's even dry in the morning. The best is when she poops and says things like "my bum is blowing bubbles!" and "my bum squeaked!"

 Also I'm going to start Spring Cleaning this week and I just walk around my house constantly thinking about what I would do if I endless amounts of money. It's so nice to dream, but when I realize I can't have it all, I remember all my blessings and that I love my house and my life and then I don't feel so bad. I feel a song coming on...

A Tricky Day

I've been looking forward to today for so long. WHY? Because the weather-people said it was going to be SUNNY and 19 degrees. 19 DEGREES!! That hasn't happened to us for half a year!! I dropped everything today-housework, grocery shopping, you know....all the stuff I do...(oh yeah that's all I do). Got my kids ready, got some lunch from Subway (no, I didn't even take time to pack a lunch) and drove to the park. We were going to spend HOURS there!! Well, I got out at the park, it was still cloudy and cold. I thought, it'll burn off in a half hour or so. Well...we froze. It was bearable and I thought, we're staying out here no matter what. We are going to wait until it gets warm.  So we went to jump in puddles. And you guessed it, Jesse fell in. Needless to say, we went home. For the rest of the day I wandered around cloudy-eyed not knowing what to do with myself. I wasn't about to do the housework I had so courageously put aside for the sake of my children!  I did get these cute photos of Breanna and Jesse playing with their fruit rollups. Breanna named her fruit rollup "MR PANTS" and referred to it by that name ("I'm going to eat Mr. Pants now) until "he" was gone. Jesse's somehow morphed into a mask, which he wore.

But I would be amiss if I didn't mention the beautiful end to my evening! I don't know if I've mentioned how much I love the 12 & 13 year old girls I work with at church. Well, I love them. Tonight we went to the Beverly Care Centre and I organized a talent show for the old folks who live there. It went SO good. My girls are amazingly talented, like one of them does Scottish dancing and sings she's brilliant at it, one of them plays the guitar and sings and writes her own songs and another one dances ballet and jazz and she is unbelievable, like she'll go on SYTYCD someday I'm sure of it. Plus they're all just so charmingly adorable. Needless to say the old people loved it and my girls had so much fun! I still have the best feeling right now knowing we touched their lives. Not only that but afterwards I sat down and talked to one of the men in the audience, who didn't seem that old, and we hit it off brilliantly and had the most wonderful conversation I've had in a long time. I'm so happy! That's what life is all about! 

Don't stress, go fly a kite.

Lately everyone I talk to is stressed out. 

I was stressed out a couple weeks ago. 

I made myself sick and was unhappy. 

I've decided I will never let myself get stressed out again.

Last night Jesse had croup and at 3am I finally took him to the hospital. I love the hospital. And, the nurses loved Jesse. "Wow. He's adoreable." He sure is. Especially when he's sitting quietly with his big eyes open wide. When they took his "bone pictures" as Jesse calls them he concentrated so hard on doing what the nurses asked him to do. We cuddled up on the cot and slept for a while after he got his medication and then came home to an empty house because Breanna went to Rachel's house and Brad went to work. So Jesse and I slept until 2pm. Oh how I love having family and friends around! 

When we got home I was sad that we had wasted such a beautiful day sleeping. So we went out to fly a kite. It was fun.

 

               

Happy days are here again

The party happened thanks to my mother-in-law

New Beginnings happened thanks to prayer (it was SO good too!)

My house is clean, I am better, and we're having fun around here again. YAY!!!!

So long sad times 

Go long bad times 

We are rid of you at last 

 Howdy gay times 

Cloudy gray times 

You are now a thing of the past 

Happy days are here again 

The skies above are clear again 

So let's sing a song of cheer again 

Happy days are here again 

Altogether shout it now 

There's no one 

Who can doubt it now 

So let's tell the world about it now

Happy days are here again 

 Your cares and troubles are gone 

There'll be no more from now on From now on ... 

Happy days are here again 

The skies above are clear again 

So, Let's sing a song of cheer again

Happy times Happy nights 

Happy days Are here again!

Haha (p.s. I did not write that poem)

Thank Goodness...

For kids who KNOW what their JOB is.....

PLAY!!!!

What to do?

TODAY: My house is a complete disaster. My kids haven't had their hair washed or combed in 4 days. Neither have I come to think of it. They've used up their TV time already this morning. We have no groceries. I've already used up the kindness of my husband who took a day off to take care of things on Tuesday and my Visiting Teacher who made me supper yesterday which included the only vegetables my kids have eaten in a week. And 5 days later I still feel like someone has beaten me with a stick. I thought for sure I'd be better by now. 

But I am still sick.

TOMORROW: Brad and I are going to the Temple. The next day is Jesse's birthday party in Taber. So I have to pack. And oh yah, plan the party. Tuesday is New Beginnings for Young Women's for which I'm in charge of several BIG things.

I won't even go into the next week.

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 TODAY-------------------------------------------------------------> TOMORROW. 

To The Sun and Back

When Jesse was born he looked around. From the moment he was born he was fascinated with this world. He has always been bright and intense, with a little mind that soaks up and processes every bit of information that comes his way. 

He's so wonderful, it's hard to describe!!! But I'll try.

His imagination is on overdrive all the time. He is constantly making up scenarios that usually involve superheros and lava. He loves wrestling with his dad. He loves being the fastest and jumping the farthest. Jesse is a good friend. He loves his friends and loves people in general. 

He is just a nice person. Kind and compromising, fun and up for anything. He laughs at all your jokes and will usually do whatever you want to do. He sticks up for people he loves and forgives them in a heartbeat. He's very competitive but if you are his friend he will let you win. 

He is brave and tough. Jesse has always been sensitive and scared of stuff. That might seem like a contradiction, but it's not. Jesse faces his fears head on and learns to do things he is scared of. His smile and laugh are so genuine- nothing brightens my life more than this boy's smile and his laugh.

I love going out with Jesse. He has a passion for life, a crazy amount of energy, is happy and full of life and so fun to be with. 

I love that he forgives me for being hard on him and for all of my weaknesses. I love that he is compassionate, kind, smart, funny, fun, passionate, wise and understanding. He is an amazing little four year old and he is growing up to be the most wonderful person. Happy birthday, Jesse! I love you, all the way to the sun and back, the sun and back, the sun and back, the sun and back and the sun and back!! I am so blessed to have you in my life.

P.S. His party is on Friday so I'll post about that later.