Tuesday, January 18, 2011

Stuffed Stuff

how do I hate thee? let me count the ways....

#1 really, you're just glorified pillows
#2 you collect dust, germs, mites and drool
#3 you're not really washable
#4 you seem to multiply, like in the horror film, Gremlins
#5 you're impossible to sneak into the donation pile because random attachments keep you stapled to my child's affections

i think that's enough reasons why i loathe stuffed animals. but it doesn't change the fact the boys insist that stuffed things have feelings and even tell me that "my teacher at school said so!!" and for those of you who don't know, the teacher trumps mom and dad. ::evil eye to the teacher that told my kid that their stuffed animals had feelings::

i mean really.... would you walk into this living room and think, "wow, this room feels healthy, fresh and full of fung shei." i didn't think so. all i see is a haven for spiders and a cave of beady little eyes saying, "donate me!"

DISCLAIMER: This is NOT my house, nor in the house of anyone I know. It's some random photo that I found online when I googled "stuffed animals, hoarders"

warm in January?

I'm pretty sure that after a year of living here.... my posts will veer from the typical beach posts and "I love the climate" etc etc. I just cant get over how different it is from Utah. I'm amazed that on a Saturday in January, I look outside to see that it's 70 degrees and sunny!! So we head to the tide pools for the boys to expel some energy and curiosity.

Life has settled into a daily grind and my motivation at creative blogging is at a complete standstill.

I did read a new book this week, VERY good and highly recommended!! It was called Sapphique and it was the sequel to Incarceron. Only pick these up if you enjoy the genre containing The Hunger Games or The Maze Runner series.

Life at the Gibbons' home is pretty uneventful.

I promise that I'll try to get more creative with blogging!!!

Tuesday, January 4, 2011

delusions and resolutions

New Years Resolutions are not the thing for me. I'd like to think that at the beginning of the New Year, I reflect back on the mistakes and bad habits of the preceding year and just try to be more aware of who am and what I want to be. I've never been a goal setter. I just think, I really want to do THAT or be THAT way and just do it. Then there are of course a few things that I fail miserably at and I've put those in another category all together, "the demons that must be faced when I'm ready to face them."

2010 was an epic year for our family. It was huge. Surprisingly enough, the only family member still having a hard time with the move is little Mason. He is always saying he wants to go back to Utah. Mostly because of his memories of Lake Powell, but he's under some delusion that his life will suddenly and magically become this exciting Disneylike world of fun if he moves back. Sorry to burst your bubble little buddy! We've signed him up for swim lessons and he's excited to start. He asks me everyday when he's going. Time just moves too slowly for a four year old.

Sean, is he EVER going to learn? I really pray that he comes to an understanding that learning from others' mistakes is much better than making them yourself. He hasn't changed much from this post 2 years ago where he just didn't believe the fire was hot, even after he watched his little brother get burned, he had to check for himself. Let's hope this behavior changes before he hits puberty or heaven help the Gibbons family!

Cooper strives so hard to be the "good child." He is naturally a good kid. But he's also very dependant on the praise and attention of others. I'm really trying to find some activity or way that I can give him what he needs.

I watch as my babies and toddlers have grown into little men. The challenges have gone from scribbling on walls and spilled milk, to "mom, guess what I heard at school today?" and the challenges of how-much-do-I-tell-them-at-this-age?

At the beginning of this year, I find myself projecting even farther forward, to years in the future, when I'm going to be asking myself, "why didn't I hug them more?" or "how did I miss that?" or even "I should have tried harder!"

With all the struggles of raising up these boys to someday be men of strong character, I'm positive that with the help of the Lord and by staying close to the scriptures and teachings of a modern day prophet that I can do it! Nick is incredibly good at gathering us for prayer and scripture study every night. How grateful I am to him for keeping us going!

Proverbs 22: Train up a child in the way he should go: and when he is old, he will not depart from it.