Showing posts from April, 2011

Our Precious Easter Pictures

PS- I can't make the photos go where I want them to on this page, we did go to church, miss s was around-just not in the pictures, there will be much less sugar next year and now you know that I need to clean better. (after his nap ~photo is how we found him, I promise~ my mr. started a new tradition ~ an egg fight~ thankfully, it didn't end in tears)

Little Mr. B Would Like to Make an Announcement

As of April 27, 2011, 9:15pm, he is no longer a baby. He aced his "Always Changing & Growing Up" pre-test yesterday. And the teacher gave them some "deoderant and zit repellant." It's good that he got some repellant, because we've had a couple of those little visitors come nosing by. Some girlies ding, dong ditched our house the other day. Eeeek! It's happened once before along with another instance of chalk writing on our driveway. I think this time next year he will be as tall as me. His shoes are already a bit too big. I know the tooth fairy's really going to miss him. If he/she ever remembers to come. There is still a tooth in a baggie on his nightstand from a month ago. The tooth that fell out shortly (like one day) after another tooth. It's like his body's pushing the little boy out. That or a dental horror show. I think the tooth fairy is in denial and I wish the teacher'd given him some girl repellant.

Rockin' With the PreK Crowd

A few weeks ago, I went on a hot date to a concert and a picnic lunch afterward. Transportation had been arranged. It was awesome. I liked the bus ride there and back (except the part on the way home when my tired date and his friend started fighting a little bit), the awesome PreK mosh pit, and the walk to the park after our lunch. When you watch the video, the dark sections are of the auditorium full of kids-singing and dancing along. Apparently this man is a big hit with this crowd. I'd never heard of him, but my friend who has a little boy in little mr. j's class and soccer team and who's husband is little mr. j's future t-ball assistant coach know him. He goes the the dental office where she works. Go visit his site if you'd like- Stephen Fite . And if you get a chance for a hot date with your little man or gal- take 'em up on it, because it's woo hoo, okie pokie fun! ______________________________________________________________________ PS- I was

Count Down

Image from here . Tonight we registered someone for new student orientation. (She's starting summer term.) I think I may have found a few apron strings that missed being clipped. We are about 7 weeks out. So very weird.

Sunday School - Easter

Happy Easter. What a lovely day. It rained and was cloudy and grey. Clearing the drought (I hope). Very fitting for this Christian holiday, I think. May I share with you the words to a beautiful hymn that we sang today. (If you'd like to listen or sing along, click  here and hit play.)  I Know That My Redeemer Lives I know that my Redeemer lives. What comfort this sweet sentence gives! He lives, he lives, who once was dead. He lives, my ever-living Head. He lives to bless me with his love. He lives to plead for me above. He lives my hungry soul to feed. He lives to bless in time of need. He lives to grant me rich supply. He lives to guide me with his eye. He lives to comfort me when faint. He lives to hear my soul’s complaint. He lives to silence all my fears. He lives to wipe away my tears. He lives to calm my troubled heart. He lives all blessings to impart. He lives, my kind, wise heav’nly Friend. He lives and loves me to the end. He lives, and w

Another Mama Bear Story

This sign was posted at the main intersection near our house about two weeks and two days ago. I am the reason this sign was posted at the main intersection near our house and many other intersections. I am especially the reason it part that reads "Possible Traffic Delays." I know, me? Really? Really. Mama Bear  kicked in. And she didn't keep her mouth shut this time. So, for your entertainment, my embarassment tinged with satisfaction, and one long read,  please follow this series of emails from last year. (notes from me in italics - names of people and places changed or adapted to make it more confusing for you ) Email 1 Subject: Problem with your bike route Saturday--please contact me To whom it may concern: It is April 10, 2010. Today my daughter is supposed to take the ACT. You know, the little test that has a huge impact on her future? We live in X neighborhood. It is a neighborhood on two cross roads. Why didn't you put out signs at some of the larger cros

Picasso Peep Art

The local library is having a peep art competition, but according to the registration materials, I am too old to enter. I think my piece pictured above would totally have rocked the categories, but alas, tis not to be. So I'm just sharing it with you, my peeps. Thanks for enjoying my Peep art. peep s - (or ps) - miss h and I are in the midst of a disagreement over who took this photograph. She thinks it was she and I thinks it was I. Any who who took it, we're both too old. And I find that peepy funny. peep peep s - I'm thinking now that miss h is correct and she did take the picture but the senario she keeps describing to me about the when and how and what I was doing while she was thieving my camera and taking peep portraits eludes me.

Message from miss h

miss h wrote the message above and asked that I share it with you. I asked her to please write a post to go with it, but she's busy being a Senior & all that, so sorry no post. But--we can chalk this one up as one more post about a big kid. Yay. Happy Spring. ps- How about those fence lines?

Sunday School

I've been thinking a lot about this coming week. I've been thinking a lot about Christ and how in just a few years on earth, the tremendous impact he had. You probably know this already, but just in case you don't, I am Christian. I believe in Jesus Christ. I love Him. And while I am no master scriptorian, I do hope that I may be considered a worthy follower of Him and his teachings. The following link will take you to an article that describes Christ's last mortal week. When I think of Him and the things he went through, it makes my weeks seem very small. But I hope that I can make my small  & weak great. "Reflections on the Savior's Last Week" By Eric D. Huntsman Associate Professor of Ancient Scripture, Brigham Young University Ensign , April 2009 __________________________________________________________________________________ My friend teaches the adult Sunday School class in our ward.  Saturday she invited "a parent with a


Image from here. Who knows what assuming something does? Let's spell it out: when one assumes, one makes an A _ _ out of U and ME. ASSUME Somebody assumed that I was mad at them because I did not answer a text they sent. Somebody was wrong. And now I think somebody is mad at me. But I am not going to assume that because what would that make me? I left this kind of drama long ago. It's stupid. I will not be sucked in to it again. Life is too short and time is too valuable to play games in this arena. If you want to know how someone feels about something, ask them. Don't assume. And if you think someone is not telling you the truth about their feelings, maybe you are right and maybe you are wrong. It doesn't matter. All you can do is take them for their word and move forward. Hopefully in a positive direction. _______________________________________________________________ PS- I am at a great point in my life. I have gained the courage to speak my mind, if deemed ne

Sunday School - ramblings on reverence

I thought I would let you know right up front that I am just going to ramble about here at Sunday School today. I hope you don't mind. A few weeks ago, we sat in front of a seat kicker. It felt like I was sitting in a massage chair. I remember thinking, "Gee, I wish he would kick a little higher and work on those knots in my upper back." Then I realized that the pew doesn't go up that high and he would just be kicking me and that would not be pleasant. And then I got prideful and thought,"Wow, how good of me to not get all judgemental, frustrated and impatient with this kid's lack of respect and annoying behavior."  And then I wondered why I didn't get judgemental, frustrated and impatient. I think it's because my back was just really needing some attention at the time and it was a huge blessing that we sat where we did. Today we sat in front of what I think might have been the noisiest bunch of people ever.  my mr. has gotten us into the


Image from here. It is 12:34am CST (at least it is that time right now, when I finish typing this sentence and when you read this it will be a totally different time, but I wanted you to know anyway). Now it is 12:35am. For me. And I am sitting at this computer typing in words listening to the rumbling sounds coming from a snoozing somebody. A few minutes ago somebody else was talking about something.  Busy night here, huh? I'm waiting for it to be midnight April 6th, 2010 MST. I was going to go to bed and wake up for the event, but I stayed up too late and didn't want to do the whole go to sleep, wake up, be groggy, wake all the way up and go back to bed again and not be able to go back to sleep. Did that two nights ago when some rude young neighbors decided to antagonize the dog. Not fun. Tonight will be fun. miss h's enrollment for fall classes opens and we're hitting it right when it opens.  (Yay, she wants me around for this!) Very far cry from the days

Sunday, Sunday, Sunday (on Saturday)

Today's a big day in the Mormon circle of the world. Actually, today and tomorrow. It's General Conference weekend. Happens twice a year. First weekend in April and first weekend in October. It's a time where we can be fed spiritually and hear the messages our Heavenly Father wants us to hear. For our time. Right now. Today. So, if you'd like to join the family, you are totally invited. (We'll be playing this bingo game  with m&ms and enjoying our time together.) If you can't make it to our house, you can access Conference in quite a few different ways. (And know, that if you can't watch or listen live, you can always access it later. The directions are there.) Here's a link to the Church news & events website: Scroll down to "How do I watch?" and you can choose the best option for you.


Image found here. Today's show and tell item was supposed to start with the letter "T." little mr. j wanted to take the toaster. After some cajoling, he settled on toast. When he came home he told us that, "This was the first time ever in the history of my school that someone has brought toast for show and tell." Yay us! And in more preschool antics, he came home with one of those very coveted tooth shaped container charm necklaces-you know the ones the spoiled kids get when they lose a tooth at school-and he told me, "Mom, Mom, I lost a tooth! [pause] April Fools!" I wondered if his teacher might have told him to do that to get back for the toast. (She's got a very fun sense of humor.) (The tooth necklace was a little reward for remembering to bring your show and tell.) (Something we've forgot in the past few weeks, and will not forget again.) ('I' is next week's letter. I suggested ice that's melted. He wasn't