Wednesday, February 27, 2008

we have a glimpse.... but will she stay?

this winter has been exceptionally long. exceptionally cold. exceptionally dark. and even though we are still in the midst of mr. winter, today we had a small kiss of mrs. spring. the sun's rays reflected off the brown grass and bounced into our home, calling us outside. we accepted the call and ventured across the street.

peels of laughter came from mason as he conquered the green slide, HIS slide, about one hundred and thirty-two times. the sunlight brought his smiles out as he giggled at me from the swing.



sean remains aloof as ever as he takes advantage of the time to wander and find what he dubs, "dirty jobs." i say, "sean stay out of the mud" or "sean don't pick that up!" to which sean replies... "but mom, i'm doing dirty jobs!"




thanks a lot mike rowe....


and thanks even more beautiful, warming sun

Monday, February 25, 2008

laughing at absurdity

because of THIS movie.....
When you browse the redbox movies looking for A. something you haven't seen B. something that is NOT for kids C. something that is NOT rated R and D. something that the hubby might like also (aka no chick flicks) THIS is what you come home with!!!
this movie doesn't even deserve my attention. but it was so bad that i actually guffawed the entire way through.
Mr. Stephen Baldwin's hair is horrid and his bad acting shine through. the plot stinks. the scientific elements would baffle a kindergartner... like flying the space shuttle into a giant cavern all while dodging falling rocks. The acting was so bad that Nick and I just laughed until our sides ached.
I will give credit to this nerdy scientist side character who had like 5 lines in the whole movie. The guy could actually act.
long story short.... don't waste 1.5 hours on this beauty!

Wednesday, February 20, 2008

on the nature of creation.....

Paul Theroux said it perfectly, "There is an intense but simple thrill in setting off in the morning on a mountain trail knowing that everything you need is on your back. It is a confidence in having left all inessentials behind, and of entering a world of natural beauty which has not been violated, where money has no value, and possessions are a deadweight. The person with the fewest possessions is the freest: Thoreau was right."

I find a simple pleasure in escaping the weight of everyday monotony and expanding into nature. This may seem odd to some, but I find myself reminded of God's love for me. Most may think this is because I'm surrounded by the beauty and harmony of nature and thus feel blessed by this great gift. But for me, it is much more. It is a reminder that God, as my creator, does not make mistakes, He does not make junk. He created me therefore, I am of some value to Him. Everyday I try to notice something beautiful, to remind myself of my worth as a wife, mother, daughter, sister, and friend. I read somewhere this statement, "God the perfect appraiser, passed his creations in review, and called each one good, including you." It's much easier to live a happy life knowing my worth and my destiny, and that like everyone else, I AM a child of God and I do have the potential to become like my parents.

Monday, February 18, 2008

Sunday, February 17, 2008

the HERO has come to our home

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Guitar hero that would be....

We have some Jimmy Hendrix's or Eric Clapton's in the making!

Tuesday, February 12, 2008

hugs, kisses, and cookies

Some pre-Valentines Day fun....
But not so good for my figure!!!
But fun for the boys....

what's life without a little bit of sugar coated love?

i want to roll!

Cooper has a pair of rollershoes and Mason is obsessed with them. He pulls them out and puts them on his little feet at every opportunity. Then about a month ago, he spotted my rollerblades in the hall closet. Since then, I keep finding him there trying to pull them out. When I shoe him away, he cries and whines (we're talking 2-3 times a day). So this morning as I was shopping at the evil empire (AKA Wal-Mart) I spotted these beauties on the clearance table (open box). Little Mason's face lit up when I pulled them off the table to have a look. They haven't left his feet today and I'm worried about what I'm going to do come bed time! This kid is 100% gusto. He brings so much energy to our family, that we don't quite know what to do with it!

Monday, February 11, 2008

fun when no sun

This afternoon we made playdough. Not too creative, but what else is there to do when it's FREAKING cold outside?!!??

Cooper wanted red for Valentines day... but of course it turned out a little on the pink side...



and Sean wanted green because Cooper loves green and always has to up his brother.


Recipe:
1 cup flour
1/2 cup salt
1 tbsp. oil
3 tbsp. Cream of Tartar
1 cup water
food coloring

Stir together in saucepan and warm over medium heat. When you cant stir anymore and it forms a ball, turn out of pan and knead warm dough to get chunks out. It's ready!!! This whole process takes less than 10 minutes. I did 2 batches in 15 minutes, and it's so much better than the stuff you buy in the store!

Thursday, February 7, 2008

Even though....

Even though the ground outside is STILL slippery with slushy snow. Even though the air from our freezer is warmer than the air outside. Even though we're trapped in our little apartment, there is still fun to be had and memories to be made.

The cowboy fort....



The indian tent....



Is it okay for my boys to be playing cowboys and indians? I'm sure in some circle this would be totally WRONG and politically incorrect. So perhaps I should call it boys with guns and handcuffs verses boys with spears and bows? Sorry, it just doesn't sound as fun!

I had the opportunity to be on this discussion panel last night. It took about an hour and as I left they gave me an envelope with some cash in it. The only problem was this place was down by Ikea. So with crisp bills burning a hole in my pocket I made a few minor purchases.
I'm so done with snow. Maybe if I put out some tulips, Spring will quicken it's onslaught.

Monday, February 4, 2008

giddy with school-girl smiles

It's finally happening.... "Twilight" is becoming a movie.....


starring....

Robert Pattinson as Edward... you may know him as Cedric Diggory from the Harry Potter movies.




and


Kristen Stewart as Bella... I know her best from the sister in Zathura (one of my boys favorite movies)


and for those of you who don't know about this story... get with it!!!

hee hee hee I'm so giddy and with a cheesy grin.... too bad that I have to wait until December!!

Saturday, February 2, 2008

stuck on you

remember the excitement of stickers? such a simple thing and yet kids can squeeze so much pleasure from them!
Sean runs into my room shouting, "Mom, look! I built an army! But I need more guys so can I have more stickers? Otherwise my guys wont win!?" (that was verbatim!)




and little Mason needs no help figuring out what to do with them.... hope they don't hurt coming off!

Friday, February 1, 2008

What they are doing today....

Sean is begging to go play in the neverending snow (I don't think I've ever craved the kiss of
Spring more than the now)


Mason is avoiding his afternoon nap by doing everything that Sean is doing. Everyday he is less baby and more little boy!


Cooper is learning a new song..... for those of you who know Japanese, Cooper is a bit "onchi"

About our Beloved President Hinckley

Anyone that has stood in the presence of a prophet and felt the reverence that accompanies them.... the power to hush a crowd of tens of thousands in an instance knows how blessed we are to be on the earth with a living prophet of God.


I was waiting for the news. I would check the church website everyday for news of his passing. I knew it would come soon. I was dreading hearing or reading about President Hinckley's death. I knew that there would be tears. I knew my heart would be heavy. He was the prophet during the years of my growth into adulthood, into motherhood, through my mission and through many trials. I wasn't sure how I was going to handle the sadness and dreaded the day when he was taken from us.... and then.... Sunday night, the phone rang. Nick's grandma informed us that he had passed an hour earlier. I didn't cry, I didn't feel sad at all. I called and told my family members with almost nonchalance. Over the passed few days I had been wondering why there was not one drop of sorrow in my heart. Then as I was blow-drying my hair this morning, tears filled my eyes as I began thinking about him and the welcome and the reunion that he was receiving. This great man who graced this earth for almost 100 years, touched countless lives. This temple-building prophet with his eyes fixed on the eterneties was being rejoiced and embraced with incomprehensible love and devotion by concourses of people. There is singing and rejoicing. There is the reuniting with his life companion and sweetheart.... Then I realized why I wasn't sad. How could I feel one drop of sorrow when all I was feeling was the rejoicing that is going on on the other side of death? Nobody deserves the peace and joy that death brings more than he. I am motivated to live a better life. To focus on the things of eternity. To love more fiercely and serve more diligently. His wit and humor will definitely leave it mark on me as I look forward to his successor.