So, I tried for the second time to post some pictures of a girls' weekend that we had to celebrate my Grandma's birthday, and for whatever reason, it won't let me post the pictures. GRRR... on top of that, I am WAY annoyed that last night before I settled down to watch me some "So You Think You Can Dance" I cleaned up the kitchen/dining/living area. Now, here I sit and I feel like I live in a pigsty! It's not even like it's dinner dishes. I already did those. It's dumb Halloween candy from the library parade and the half torn wrappers that didn't get all the way picked up. It's what feels like a gazillion papers from school that I feel like I should keep but don't know what to do with them. It's the backpacks, and the jackets and the miscellaneous things I need to get done for work. It's the dumb decorative pillows that I like but then again I hate because they always get strewn around the room. It's Josh's work stuff that he sets next to the door every night for the next morning. AAARRRGGG!!! I am SO annoyed. And what am I doing? Cleaning it up to feel better? Nope, I am just ranting about it on blogger because somehow I feel like the harder I pound on the keys, I am going to suddenly feel better and have the energy to get up and actually pick up the mess that comes as collateral damage with three little boys. I don't want to be a Nazi nagging mom, but I feel like if I am not, this is what happens!!! I can't just sit and try to get work done in the late afternoon and evening without paying the serious consequences to my house. I feel like I have to constantly be after them to pick up, put that away, eat in the kitchen, be kind to your brother etc. etc. etc. Ok. Now I feel pathetic. I am going to clean up.
"'Our family’s faith is in Jesus Christ and is not dependent on outcomes.' ...We do all that we can for the healing of a loved one, and then we trust in the Lord for the outcome."- Elder Dallin H. Oaks
Wednesday, October 28, 2009
Monday, October 5, 2009
Honesty is the best policy!
I have been busy and so out of the habit of blogging, that I run out of time in the day and don't stop to blog. Things have been challenging for us lately, especially because we were being honest and others were not, but it seemed they would be more than alright. But, as He always does, the Lord blessed us unexpectedly, and we are so grateful that we can say we were honest and we will be alright too!
Friday, September 18, 2009
What a mess!
Excuse my mess. I am trying to learn how to make my own background like you can download for free. I have only known how to add papers to the background, not any elements. I like the ones you can download for free, but I have been determined to figure it out myself. Anyway, since I am just learning this is a mess, but I don't have time to fix it right now... Sorry!

Tuesday, September 15, 2009
No one told me I would be sad too!
My heart is absolutely broken.
Poor Kimball came home from school today and told me that his friend didn't want to sit by him. He said that he wanted to sit by another little boy and he thinks that his friend likes this other boy better. He was trying so hard to be brave and not cry. I suggested that he invite both of them to sit with him tomorrow. He said that he could and then he was quiet for a while and tears welled up in his eyes and he said, "Maybe he will sit by me at church." It was SO sad.
I can remember telling my mom about little friend issues and she always made suggestions about how to feel better or to reach out to them. I never knew that it makes a mother feel bad too. Kimball is just so sweet and yes, he is active and busy, but he is also kind and caring. He is really tenderhearted and it broke my heart to see that he had his feelings hurt. He kept telling me it was okay and that he was happy, but his little voice was quivering and his eyes were all teary. Poor brave little man.
This picture was taken at my sister's open house last weekend. I just thought it was sweet because he is holding Kael's hand.
Poor Kimball came home from school today and told me that his friend didn't want to sit by him. He said that he wanted to sit by another little boy and he thinks that his friend likes this other boy better. He was trying so hard to be brave and not cry. I suggested that he invite both of them to sit with him tomorrow. He said that he could and then he was quiet for a while and tears welled up in his eyes and he said, "Maybe he will sit by me at church." It was SO sad.
I can remember telling my mom about little friend issues and she always made suggestions about how to feel better or to reach out to them. I never knew that it makes a mother feel bad too. Kimball is just so sweet and yes, he is active and busy, but he is also kind and caring. He is really tenderhearted and it broke my heart to see that he had his feelings hurt. He kept telling me it was okay and that he was happy, but his little voice was quivering and his eyes were all teary. Poor brave little man.
This picture was taken at my sister's open house last weekend. I just thought it was sweet because he is holding Kael's hand.
Sunday, September 13, 2009
Wednesday, September 9, 2009
For your mid-week laugh...
Before I let you get to the laughing, (jokes on me, BTW, and sorry no pics) I have to attend to business: So... I know it's been a month, but I am going to take the time to enter every one's emails in to make my blog private. I will be going private before the weekend is over. I feel like I am way out of touch because I haven't really checked blogs since I posted last. I have checked a few here and there, but I miss everyone!
Anyway, just a few funny tidbits before I go private:
-Kimball started school and when he came home, proceeded to talk incessantly until 3:30AM. (Ya, I had to call the doctor on that one) He was extremely concerned that the moon was not sharing the sky with the sun. He knew he could only go see "his" Mrs. Pierce when the sun came up and was frustrated that the night was taking so long. (Have you ever been six years old and stayed up for the entire night? I am sure it felt like an eternity to him!)He fell asleep somewhere around 4am and woke up at 7am. Nice. This leads to my next story...
-We had to complete a VIP booklet for Kimball to take back to school. One of the questions asked what three wishes he would make. He thought carefully and deliberately. He said, "A fishing boat, a shark toy, and for my last and final wish... it has to be the best... I wish for an alarm clock!" (WHAT SIX-YEAR-OLD WANTS AN ALARM CLOCK WHEN HE AUTOMATICALLY WAKES UP ANYWAY? Even after only three hours of sleep?)
-The day after our all night incident, I backed into a dumpster that was--IN MY DEFENSE!--in my blind spot and caused a pricey amount of damage to my Explorer.
-Also, that same day, Benson cut my hair just before I had to go to my sister's bridal shower. I believe he was going for the asymmetrical look. He said, "I ficka hair, Mom!" Yup, Benson... you fixed it alright.
Anyway, just a few funny tidbits before I go private:
-Kimball started school and when he came home, proceeded to talk incessantly until 3:30AM. (Ya, I had to call the doctor on that one) He was extremely concerned that the moon was not sharing the sky with the sun. He knew he could only go see "his" Mrs. Pierce when the sun came up and was frustrated that the night was taking so long. (Have you ever been six years old and stayed up for the entire night? I am sure it felt like an eternity to him!)He fell asleep somewhere around 4am and woke up at 7am. Nice. This leads to my next story...
-We had to complete a VIP booklet for Kimball to take back to school. One of the questions asked what three wishes he would make. He thought carefully and deliberately. He said, "A fishing boat, a shark toy, and for my last and final wish... it has to be the best... I wish for an alarm clock!" (WHAT SIX-YEAR-OLD WANTS AN ALARM CLOCK WHEN HE AUTOMATICALLY WAKES UP ANYWAY? Even after only three hours of sleep?)
-The day after our all night incident, I backed into a dumpster that was--IN MY DEFENSE!--in my blind spot and caused a pricey amount of damage to my Explorer.
-Also, that same day, Benson cut my hair just before I had to go to my sister's bridal shower. I believe he was going for the asymmetrical look. He said, "I ficka hair, Mom!" Yup, Benson... you fixed it alright.
Tuesday, August 4, 2009
That's it!!!
So, I have had a nagging feeling about making my blog private ever since I decided to leave it public a year ago. Today I heard a story about a mother who found out that her son's picture had been placed on a fraudulent adoption website. Needless to say, I about had a heart attack. Can you even imagine having you're child's picture posted as a child that needs to be adopted? This combined with a few other stories that I have heard (including one about a husband who thought his wife was having an affair because a stalker placed her photos on his blog), have made me decide that while there is risk even in going private, I think I would rather take the extra precaution.
I am not even sure that very many people read my blog anymore. That's fine. I guess I just want to be sure that pictures and stories of my boys are somewhat safe and that I might be a little more outspoken about a few things. (Not that I hold much back now, but believe me... I have held back!)
Anyway, like I said, maybe no one checks my blog anymore since I have been really lax about keeping up, and really that is fine. But, if you do read my blog, and you would like to be invited... please leave a comment letting me know your email address. (Even if you think I have it, I might be dumb and forget). I am not sure how much time I am going to give this... maybe just a week? Maybe just a few days? I am not sure I want to wait for a long time to see who might come out of the woodworks!
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