Kimball is playing T-ball, and even though McKay was sad that he couldn't be on a team, he has fun practicing in the backyard. (Poor kid, he is always being told that he is not old enough to do what his brother is doing.) Kimball's team is the Angels, and they had their first game today. Kimball said his favorite part was pitching and batting. (The fact that he played in the dirt when he was in the outfield kinda gave me a hint.) It was fun to watch him play, and after he made it to home, ran to me for a love and a kiss. McKay is going to be a blast to watch when he turns five too... it's serious business when he plays in the back yard.

Rabbits and Birthdays

This week has been craziness for us, and so I'll try to wrap it up in as few words as possible. Hopefully you won't get bored, but if you do... just stop reading. Because of our wonderful computer issues, I never mentioned that we got a rabbit for Easter. He was so cute and fluffy. The boys chose to name him Thumper (super original, I know). We've loved him. We've played with him and held him, and really grown attatched to the small little animal. (I honestly can't believe how attatched I get to animals).

Anyway, Monday I had some friends over and we were just chatting away when Kimball came in crying. He said that Thumper wasn't moving. I went and checked, and sure enough, he had died. It was so sad. I couldn't help crying. I kept thinking I was embarrassed because my friends were there, and I couldn't hold it in, but I just sat holding the rabbit and cried. I guess it was even harder knowing how he died. Anyway, my sweet Kimball, with mountains of faith, went in his room to pray that Heavenly Father would let Thumper start moving again. I did my best to explain that Thumper was going to stay with Heavenly Father and Jesus and his body wouldn't move anymore. It broke my heart. The week went on and we prayed and talked about Thumper a lot, but at least the tears faded.
On Thursday, Kimball had his FIFTH birthday. Seriously... how does that happen? He was so excited. He made up his own guest list and settled on a "Top Gun" birthday party. Here's a slide show of the parties. (He had a friend party on Thursday and then a family party on Friday).

The birds and the bees?

• Kimball: "Mom, who's tummy did you come out of?"
• Me: "Grammy's"
• Kimball: "And Daddy?"
• Me: "Grandma's"
• Kimball: "And Kimball and McKay and Benson came out of your tummy?"
• Me: "That's right, that is why I am your mommy."
• Long pause...
• Kimball: "Mommy, did you eat me?"
  

New outlook on blogging

Okay, so everyone knows my computer is on its last leg, and we are just dragging our feet about spending the money on a new one. But, in the mean time, I have decided to make my blog private. If you know me, and you say you are my friend... then be willing to say who you are. Leave me a comment or send me an email letting me know if you want to be invited. I am setting up a TEMPORARY email adress for those of you who may want to email me without letting the rest of the world know what your email address is. Email me at my3sonsgoingprivate@hotmail.com or just leave a comment letting me know. Sorry if this is annoying, but when I find out that someone visits my blog more than I do, but refuses to let me know who they are... something has to be done.

Don't give up on me

I really do love blogging, but we are having major computer issues. We are going to have to buy another one. I am using Josh's Nalco computer right now, but I can't do much on it because the security is so high. Anyway, I just wanted to tell those of you who didn't already know, that I haven't given up on blogging, just on my computer. Speaking of, anyone have suggestions? We are thinking of a Mac, but please, share your opinions.

I've been tagged!

So I was tagged by my sweet cousin Cassidy. I love reading other people's, so I posted it in my side bar for anyone who is interested.

Women's conference

Sorry, this might be kind of long... I have a lot going through my head...
I don't really have any pictures to post, and actually that is my favorite part of other's blogs. But, I just have to comment about today's women's conference. If anyone went, I would love to hear your thoughts.
You know how sometimes it feels like you go, not really sure what to expect, but then you realize there is something that feels like it was meant for you? Well, that was my experience today.
A musical power point presentation introduced the theme for the conference. It was so good. A quote from President Benson was in the middle and I had to search the Internet to find it. He said, "Men and women who turn their lives over to God will find out that he can make a lot more out of their lives than they can. He will deepen their joys, expand their vision, quicken their minds, strengthen their muscles, lift their spirits, multiply their blessings, increase their opportunities, comfort their souls, raise up friends, and pour out peace. Whoever will lose his life to God will find he has eternal life."
Eleven blessings are promised if we turn our lives over to Heavenly Father. Eleven. All eleven are blessings that I desperately need as a mother, a wife, a friend-- a person. Today I have a new-found resolve to try harder to do those things, to make those changes, to live my life in such a way that I am turning to God. It seems like it should be simple, but somehow I get caught up in the everyday.
Almost two years ago, I was called to teach the Sunday School lessons in our ward. I was SO scared to teach the adults. I couldn't figure out how they would move me from the nursery, where I was teaching two-year-olds, to Sunday School for the adults. It ended up being a huge blessing for me. I am not sure how it worked out for those who had to hear my lessons every other week, but it was a blessing for me. I have since been called back into the primary, but today during the women's conference I remembered preparing for one of my Sunday School lessons. A Kenneth Cope song I had just become familiar with weighed heavily on my mind throughout that week, and I decided to share it with my lesson. The words to the song have been revolving in my mind ever since the quote from President Benson sunk into my emotions. I won't share all of the lyrics, because I guess this is getting long, but I will share the verses that I feel especially appropriate:
"Weak and wounded sinner, lost and left to die. Oh, raise your head for love is passing by. Come to Jesus, come to Jesus, come to Jesus and live! Sometimes the way is lonely, and steep and filled with pain. So if your sky is dark and pours the rain, then cry to Jesus, cry to Jesus, cry to Jesus and live!"