{South, like the direction}

Fingerprints

2012-01-26T09:46:00.008-07:00

{sigh}

Hallie and Sam are off to school. The baby is sleeping. The house is quiet. I hear the clock tick...tick...tick....

It has been a wild week, I tell ya.

Rod has been in Guatemala since Sunday. I feel like the baby hasn't slept since Sunday. I am tired.

Last night I had about .4 minutes to myself before there was some sort of need that needed taken care of. In those short minutes I sat down at my kitchen table and just took in a breath or two and a thought came into mind. It was this one:

I thought about this over and over. Especially the last line. Would I really miss this? I looked around my living room floor and saw the baby carseat, a baby swing, a burp cloth. I saw Hallie's pajamas that she had thrown off that morning in her rush to get to school, piano books scattered at the foot of the piano, a Biggest Loser Cookbook at the foot of the couch (reminding me once again that I will never lose this baby weight if I don't get it in gear soon), boxes that had been dropped off by the UPS man, cookie cutters on the table from Sam's afternoon art project, a cereal box still sitting on the counter from breakfast....and then there was me...I hadn't even had a shower.

I mulled that quote over again and again...

Then I remembered a picture I had taken last year. It looks like this.

I'm not sure which child left their mark on my window that day but as I looked around my living room again last night, I could see remnants of their little marks all over. And instead of feeling overwhelmed I felt such gratitude.

Grateful that a baby carseat and swing get to be used within these walls again. For so long I wondered if that opportunity would come my way again.

Grateful that although Hallie leaves her clothes all over the place she is old enough to get up and get ready without me having to prod her along too much. She has been such a great help to me. Especially when I have these weeks of being single mom.

Grateful for those darn piano books because it means my daughter is trying to develop a new talent. Talents build confidence and I want each of my girls to feel that. I want them to learn that practice pays off and that they can do and be whatever they want in life.

And yes, I'm even grateful for my silly Biggest Loser Cookbook because it reminds me that I can control how I take care of this body. It may not be in the best shape but it is healthy. It can move and serve and take care of the needs of my family. It provides nourishment for my baby.

Grateful for those UPS boxes that continually show up on my doorstep each week. They are postmarked from the LDS church and are addressed to Bishop South. These remind me of two things.
1. How blessed I am to have such a great man in my life. He hates me to get sappy on this blog but I married a good, good man. He cares so deeply about our ward. Especially the youth. Especially his "boys". He loves those Young Men and nothing excites him more than phone calls and texts that tell him of newly opened mission calls.

2. These boxes are full of church materials that bless so many lives in my little ward. I am reminded what a blessing it is to be a member of the church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints. This Bishopric calling has been the most challenging calling yet, but in a good way. I really do mean that. I have been humbled in ways I never dreamed as I have played a small part in helping Rod serve.

I am grateful for the mess of cookie cutters from Samantha. If I keep enough art supplies on that table of ours, she can entertain herself while I feed Alivia, fold laundry, make lunches, etc. My favorite moments this week were as I was feeding the baby, Sam would tip toe in my room and hand me homemade Valentines. She has learned to write my name and she writes it on all notes addressed to me. Makes me smile.

I am grateful for that cereal box on my counter because as silly as it sounds, that cereal was given to me from someone who loves me so much (my MIL). Boy does she ever take care of me when her son is gone. I hesitate taking Alivia out much in this crazy weather and grocery shopping is always an "adventure" with kids. Sweet Grandma Ellie did all my grocery shopping this week.

So yes President Monson, although I won't miss not showering daily, these are good, good days...

and I do believe I will miss them...

perhaps even profoundly.

Christmas 2011

2012-01-18T09:26:00.005-07:00

Another year has come and gone. Christmas still seems like a bit of a blur to me. I can pinpoint the cause of the blurring effect to one person.

One little person. :)

A baby adds such an interesting spin to the life of a mother. A good spin but wow! After almost 5 years without an infant there have definitely been some "oh yeah, I remember this" moments. Mostly at 2 or 3 in the morning.

I have this great app on my phone that lets me keep track of all the baby hoopla that mom's like to keep track of and the other day I was checking out all the features that I hadn't been using and had to laugh when I clicked on the "sleeping" tab. The picture looked like this.

I had to laugh because holy smokes, that is what it has felt like around here! Hence the reason why Christmas feels like it just slipped on by this year. Despite the lack of sleep, Alivia is my baby doll. I could eat her up and kiss on those cheeks all day long. And I do.

And I do have to say that Christmas Eve the baby face did sleep for 6 hours straight. It was beyond lovely.

Christmas Eve Jammies.

Sam hated Christmas Eve dinner. I told her she only had to eat 2 more bites but I think it took her 47 minutes to do just that.

Santa delivered. We really try to keep things simple. Santa brings 3 things and that's it. The rest of the gifts we give come from one another and Grandma's and Grandpa's. The Santa lists this year were:

Hallie:
1. A Microscope
2. An American Girl Doll
3. A surprise

Sam:
1. An American Girl Doll
2. A New Bike
3. A Harry Potter Wand

Hallie LOVES Harry Potter. I need to post about this obsession of hers sometime.

She loves that her name is a movie title.

Now, the "surprise" part on Hallie's list left Santa having to think a bit. Luckily, mom asked for a surprise too and Santa hooked Hallie and I up with tickets to see Wicked this summer. We are pretty excited!

Hallie loves science and the microscope has been a favorite around here.

The Christmas tornado hit behind them. :)

Deer in the Headlight

2012-01-13T11:28:00.003-07:00

I know it's an expression...but seriously, A DEER in my headlight.

Sadness.

Pure sadness when this event happened.

The week before Christmas I went down to Utah to visit my parents and see a few friends. I really wanted to spend some time with Samantha as well. I have noticed since the baby has come our one on one time together hasn't happened as much. I wanted to just talk to her and sing with her and tell knock knock jokes. We loaded up the van and headed off. Rod stayed home with Hallie and took her on a daddy daughter date to get her Christmas shopping done. All was well until I got to Richmond. There were at least 6 deer on the road. I only saw 2. I slowed down when I saw the 2 but then the others seemed to come out of nowhere. I swerved slightly and ended up hitting one! My van made this horrible moaning sound and thank goodness I was able to pull off to the side of the road without any trouble. My heart was beating so fast and Livi and Sam were both crying. I didn't dare get out of the van because I thought I'd see remnants of a deer head or something! So, I just sat there, tried not to cry, consoled the kids and managed to call my dad. Luckily he saved the day and he and my mom came to my rescue. My van is currently in the shop and the ladies and I are cruising around in a rental Ford Fusion these days.

I miss my van.

And yes, that is deer hair in the headlight.

While in Utah I took Sam for a little pampering. She got a darling little haircut at Cookie Cutters and we had fun doing some shopping. I do love Cache Valley. I don't love main street in Cache Valley (honestly, driving there during the holiday was like survival of the fittest!). There is just something about home that makes me a bit nostalgic. It was nice to spend time with Samantha. I think it's so easy to get caught up in the hustle and bustle of every day and miss out on little moments with our children. I am trying to find the balance with each of mine. I want that one on one time. I want to have real conversations instead of just, "hurry, get ready, we have to get here and be there...." I know that it's challenging for all mom's, especially with a baby that needs so much attention but one thing that I have been trying to utilize is our car rides together. There is just something about having the kids sitting, unable to escape anywhere that can create great conversation and playtime. I think it's all too easy to turn up the radio or put on a movie or hand them the iPad.

But I have been trying and I think the payoff is well worth it.

Sam loves to play "I SPY", or Person/Place/or Thing while we drive. She loves to hear stories about when I was a little girl and she LOVES to tell jokes. She loves to sing songs too. She loves the Primary songs. She is singing her first solo in Sacrament Meeting this Sunday. (pray she doesn't get scared or I'm afraid her mother will be singing a solo this Sunday!)

Such a cute place for a new do!
She said when she got her hair washed it tickled her teeth.

The following week Samantha had her preschool Christmas sing along. She sang her heart out and made me smile the whole way through.

Christmas and kids just mix perfectly.

Livi liked the singing too.

Elf on the Shelf

2012-01-12T11:15:00.003-07:00

My girls LOVED this little tradition this year. "Zoey" showed up on our doorstep one night after the girls had just had a ridiculous arguing session over who was going to turn off the light. I tell you what, Zoey sure worked her magic because after the elf story was read, the girls were over the top kind to one another. There was never a struggle to get them to bed during the holiday because they were so excited to wake up and see where their little elf would be hiding.

This was a favorite spot. Apparently Zoey had found a small apron and made a parachute and decided to fly all around the house during the night. She must have gotten caught on the fan.

Another favorite was her face plant in the fudge.

You see, part of the elf magic is that you can't touch her, however on Christmas day at our house, you can! Out of all of Sam's presents, Zoey was the toy of choice on Christmas. While the other grandkids were toting around their new American girl dolls, guitars, ipod's, etc, little Sam was toting around her elf. The way it works at our house is that on Christmas night, we set the elf under the tree and then when we all go to bed, she will fly back home to Santa until next Christmas season. Now, the only issue we had with Zoey was when it was time for her to go back to the North Pole. Poor Sam was beside herself! It was all Rod and I could do to keep a straight face through all this. We finally consoled the poor kid with the idea that maybe Zoey would come back and see her on her birthday.

Well, today is Samantha's 5th birthday.

Zoey showed up.

This was Sam's reaction.

Hallie points to the spot where Zoey is sitting.

This is what Sam sees.

This is how she feels about it.

...and all is right in the world for this little 5 year old....

But man, is this girl on a mission or what!

Another quick update

2011-12-20T17:09:00.005-07:00

I received a nice tongue lashing from my friend Jackie in regards to my lack of blogging....

Here's a quick update (especially for her). ;)

Halloween.

Hallie was Hermione and Samantha was a bunny.

Love notes to the Bishop and his counselors. The schedule for my hubby is wild at all times. He took a trip to Latvia earlier this month and came home to finals week and tithing settlements. Add a new baby into the mix and life is never dull around these parts!

We spent Thanksgiving at Jason and Jen's house. We managed to snap a family pic with everyone! (Thanks Christina for your help!)

The girls were in their second ballet recital. They were so excited to be performing in The Nutcracker.

Hallie danced as a soldier and a China girl and Sam danced as a mouse and a princess.

I asked her to pose like a mouse and this is what I got.

The Soldier.

(Highlight for her was that she made the split line. She had been practicing and practicing and they even had tryouts and cuts. She made it and was so excited!)

They had a ball and loved every second up on that big stage.

The Princess.

(baby update: Alivia is 2 months old. She is tall and skinny. 70th percentile for height and 30th for weight. Pic's soon. Promise.)

Hi

2011-12-06T21:12:00.002-07:00

I promise we're alive and kicking around these parts. I'll update soon. I've been a bit busy...

...doing a lot of this.

A Baby Story- Part 2

2011-10-25T12:21:00.003-06:00

I hurried and threw a few last minute items into my hospital bag and we loaded up in the van and took off. Rod dropped me off at the hospital and I walked up to the front desk and said, "Hi. I'm here to have a baby." The cute old ladies behind the desk both jumped up and said, "Are you ok? Do you need a wheelchair?!" I just laughed and said, "No, I'm just not sure where to go." The lady directed me to the brand spankin' new women's center and the nurses there put me into a room and got me all hooked up to the monitors. Then Rod, the girls and Rod's mom came. We talked and took some pictures and got some video footage and then the bless-ed moment arrived. (Praise!!)

Me and my girls.

Rod all suited up. He's mighty cute.

The girls with Grandma Ellie.

Finally the time came for me to go to the operating room. The girls walked with us as far as they could and then the nurses took me into the operating room alone. Rod waited outside the door until the anesthesiologist had given me my spinal. Everyone was so nice and I felt so at ease with everything. I loved that they didn't strap my arms down like they did with the other two c-sections I've had. Then Dr. Leavitt and his P.A. Scott came in and the real fun began. :) It was just a few minutes before I heard Scott say that he could see the baby's ear. Then moments later a healthy scream was heard and our new little bundle was born. The anesthesiologist dropped down the curtain that was blocking my view and Dr. Leavitt held her up for me to see.

What is it about that moment when mom and child first see each other?

There's nothing like it. Nothing in the whole wide world.

They whisked her off to clean her up and Rod followed. I listened to her scream and scream and scream and I loved every single second of it. The emotion came and I couldn't stop the tears and smiles. I feel like we waited so long for her and here she was, screaming her little heart out while mine was bursting at the seams. I count my blessings I got to experience that again. For a long time, I didn't think I would.

I know there are so many people who struggle with trying to get these little ones here. I know what it feels like to be one of those people. I understand the high hopes and the disappointment that can come month after month after month. I know what loss feels like. I know it can be discouraging, disappointing and disheartening. I wish I had the answers. But, I do know that every single prayer is heard and no one is ever forgotten. I know that there is a grand plan and that the Master is in charge. I know His time table is far greater than mine. I know when we trust in Him, miracles can happen.

Here's our little miracle.

Alivia Ellie South
October 12, 2011
7 lbs. 6 oz.

We are in love.

A Baby Story- Part 1

2011-10-21T15:09:00.005-06:00

I know, I know they say, "Nap when your baby naps." She is napping. I should be napping. My other 2 girls are at the neighbors and I do look like a zombie right now (tis the season though with Halloween right around the corner, right?!) I should go nap. I am still in my pink polka dot pajamas. I will go nap. I don't get any sleep at night. So, a nap it is......

right after I blog for 12 seconds...

I decided I better write a few details of our new little one's arrival before they completely escape my brain. I feel it slipping away. My brain that is.

Here we go.

Part 1.

I had a doctor appointment last Wednesday. It was originally scheduled for Thursday (my 39th week on the dot) but the P.A. told me to schedule for Wednesday so being the obedient patient that I am, I scheduled for Wed. One day really does make a difference when you are miserable. The week before when I was at the doc I was coughing up my insides (or so it felt) and as badly as I was wishing for this pregnancy to be over I was grateful I wasn't trying to recover from a c-section and dealing with a horrible cough. For those of you who have participated in the lovely c-section procedure, a cough and major abdominal surgery don't mix well. In fact, laughing, sneezing, blowing your nose....moving....breathing....it all hurts like heck. So, even though I had never been pregnant this long in my life (my other girls were 2 weeks early so in my mind, I was a week over due!) it was a blessing because of said cough. The P.A. put me on a zpak. Thank heaven for modern drugs.

I woke up Wednesday feeling pretty good. The night before I had a minor melt down after I put my girls to bed. Rod was off on church business and I guess those blasted hormones got the best of me. I was tired. I was worn out. I was weary. I was seriously making deals with the Lord if this little one would just come asap. Unfortunately, Wednesday morning the rest of my family woke up feeling horrible. Hallie had a bad case of pink eye (given to her with love from her sister) and Rod and Sam both had coughs (I'm sure given to them by me). I told everyone to hang tight while I went to the doc. Rod was going to stay home from work for a few hours to take care of the girlies. I got into the swagger wagon (I am so pro van btw. Kids and vans just mix lovely) and headed down to my appointment. I was practicing in my head all the things I needed to say to my doctor to convince him it was indeed TIME. I thought my appointment was at 8:15 and I was running about 5 minutes late when all of a sudden my phone reminder beeped at me. I looked at it and it read, "Dr. Appt 8:45." Hmmmm, was I off or did I put my reminder in wrong? I called the office quickly and the receptionist told me my appointment was at 8:45.

Okay, I thought. What to do for a half hour at this time of the day. Nothing was open...except the grocery stores.

I had an idea.

I went to Albertsons and decided I would just go walk, walk, walk and see if I couldn't help this little one move along. It was too cold to walk outside and the grocery store seemed like a legit place to walk for a bit. So, I went inside and began my laps around and through the isles. After a few rows I began to feel a little self conscience and thought I better at least look like I was trying to find something or buy something. So, I picked up a box of granola bars and held onto those bad boys while I continued my stride. Around and around with more speed as the time went on. Oh how I would love to see the security camera from that morning. I'm sure whomever was on duty was thinking, "What on earth is that pregnant lady doing?!"

At this point, I didn't care what anyone thought. Thinking of being pregnant for one more day made me cry. Really. Tears, tears, tears. I checked the time on my phone and saw that I had better head back over to the doc. I was having minor contractions and thought that the walking was definitely helping. I headed out (after I put the granola bars back on the shelf). :)

I went into the office and the nice lady up front said, "Can you leave us a sample?" (I hesitated writing this part but, it's part of my story so, it is what it is). I went into the bathroom to leave my little sample for the nurses. The cups are always on the counter with a marker. I took a cup, wrote my name on it, set it down and did my business.

Then, my eyes got wide as I looked over to the counter...

...and saw my empty cup sitting there.

"For real?!" I thought.

I'm losing my brain. Now what do I do. Try again? Not such an easy thing to do.

I ran through my options. I could go drink some water and then walk around the office a few times. I could just tell the nurses I'm losing it (which would have been totally true). I knew they needed something from me, especially this late in the game when a simple "sample" can tell them so much. I did my best and then took my meager offering to the nurses office. I explained to her what happened and we laughed about it. She said she had what she needed. :)

Moving on.

I go through the blood pressure and weight check and then get into my room and wait. After about 10 minutes (which is a long time for my doc. Yes, he's awesome and I rarely, rarely have to wait for him) the nurse pops her head in and tells me the doctor is over at the hospital and will be over in about 10 minutes. So, the waiting continues (as well as my practice conversation as to what I am going to say to convince him to take this baby!). Finally he comes in, looking exhausted and tells me he has been taking on another doctor's patients while she has surgery. He's pullin' double duty and it showed. I felt bad for him and threw my staged conversation out the window. I would do whatever he thought was best. He told me I was 90% effaced and dilated to a 3. He said, "Ya wanna have this baby tomorrow?" "Yes," I said (but inside I was really hoping he would have said today). Then he said something about me heading over there in the morning and they'd start me on a little pit and we'd go from there. Then, I reminded him we were doing a repeat c-section. He apologized and then it seemed like everything clicked in his brain and he remembered everything we had talked about. Somewhere in this conversation I must have reached back and began rubbing my lower back or something because he asked me if the contractions were really hurting. I told him they weren't too bad. Then he just looked at me and said, "Do you want to do this today?"

The Alleluia chorus began to sing.

....or maybe that was just me singing...

either way....WE WERE HAVING A BABY!

I called Rod and he told the girls and there was cheering on the other end of the phone. Later Rod told me Hallie started to cry. She's my little sensitive one.

After I got off the phone with Rod the doctor had just gotten off the phone with the hospital and told them I'd be over and we'd do the c-section around 12:30pm. He shook my hand and smiled and said, "Happy Birthday."

I drove home and got my things put together, called the parents, and received a lovely blessing from my good husband and his 1st counselor, Bob Martineau. We were set. I had Hallie snap a picture of Rod and I. Sorry for the blur. My camera is as big as her head and she can't hold it still.

Just a tad excited we are.

A Mama Kiss

2011-09-21T23:00:00.004-06:00

2006 & 2011

I find myself frequently telling Hallie that it takes a brave, bold spirit to be sent down to a family as the first child. Heavenly Father trusts her to lead out among her sisters (and knew she'd be forgiving to her parents as they try and figure the whole parenting thing out). She's such a good big sister and really tries to do what's right. She's a huge tease and sometimes it drives me crazy but I thank Heavenly Father every single day for sending me her. I found these pictures on my computer tonight and uttered the typical phrase that every parent says one time or another...

"They just grow up so fast."

Tonight we had our nightly bedtime routine and when we get to the part where I blow kisses through the doorway to them I saw Hallie grab my kiss in the air and tuck it into her pocket. Sam, always paying attention to details, said, "Hallie! What did you put in your pocket?!" I listened to the following conversation ensue down the hallway.

Hallie: Oh Sam, mom just blew me a kiss.
Sam: Why did you put it in your pocket?
Hallie: I put half of it on my cheek and the other half in my pocket so that I can always carry around a mama kiss.

Yes my friends. My heart did swell a bit.

Feeling Anxious

2011-09-20T13:34:00.002-06:00

October can't get here fast enough.

Viva Las Vegas

2011-08-22T12:37:00.000-06:00

So, the truth is, I really don't like Las Vegas. I know some people love the place but, I am not one of them. Sure the lights and the shows and the food are all exciting but overall...it just makes me feel dirty.

Rod gave me Celine Dion tickets for Christmas and I will admit, I cried when I opened the present. And I wasn't even pregnant at the time. Still tears.

Yes, true excitement was had that Christmas morning.

But then, I really did get pregnant and with that comes the dreaded sickness for me. A lovely time had for all.

We were suppose to go see Celine in March but I couldn't go too far without using the ladies room. As in, I couldn't really leave my house...or my bedroom. So with more tears we had to reevaluate and decided that August would be a better time to go. I would be over the 1st trimester woes and we could go celebrate our Anniversary. Good plan.

We dropped off the girls at my mom's and flew down Vegas. Once we got there we had to take a shuttle to our hotel. After we got on the shuttle, we both looked at each other and realized we had one dollar to our name. We had forgotten to get some cash. We were laughing as we tried to plot how we could hurry and get off the shuttle and grab our bags without tipping the driver. I told Rod to get the driver's business card or something so we could send him a tip. I really did feel bad we didn't have anything to give him. I thought a $1.00 bill was probably an insult. He was so nice too! So, we hung our heads in shame and grabbed our bags and walked away.

I really did feel bad.

Oh well. What do ya do?

We checked into our hotel room at Caesar's Palace and we actually got spoiled from the sweet lady who checked us in. I think she took pity on my red, sweaty face and pregnant belly because she upgraded our basic room to a super posh suite at no extra charge. Let's see a picture you ask!?? Well, I left my camera in the car! The car parked at the SL airport. I was so sad about that. The room was really, really nice. I don't think I've ever stayed in a nicer room.

We spent the afternoon walking around and checking out different shops while we waited for the concert that night. Rod got carded at the spot we picked for lunch. Once again, we just laughed. He asked the lady if he really looked under 21. She just said, "yes you do." We had two people ask us if this was our first baby. We laughed again as we said this was our 3rd. One lady asked if we were married to each other. Not just married. Married to each other. "Yes, Ma'am we are."

The concert was amazing. So, so good. Her voice is just as clear and beautiful in real life. The special effects were impressive even if you weren't a Celine fan. There were a lot of French people there. Most of them cried. It made Rod laugh. I admit though, her first song gave me chills....and maybe a tear.

Happy 8 years. I'm the lucky one.

An overdue update

2011-08-11T11:40:00.010-06:00

Summer is almost over.

I have been horrible at keeping up here.

But, the days continue to pass and if I don't make some time to sit and jot a few memories down I'm afraid they'll be lost forever.

July was a crazy, wild, whirlwind of a month around here. We made two trips to Utah and two trips to Star Valley, WY.

2008

My sweet as ever Grandma Call passed away. I need to devote a whole post to my last moments with her. She gave me some great council and a day hasn't gone by that I haven't thought of her.

Hallie got her first set of stitches while we were in Star Valley. 4 stitches on the 4th of July. It was quite the ordeal I tell ya.

Rod may as well join the circus with all he's juggling right now.....heck, our whole family may as well join since that is what it feels like most days around here! (I kid....sort of) He has a massive 4 hour test this afternoon and then he'll have a few weeks off. We are all doing the happy dance around here. :)

Rod turned 30.....but still looks like a young pup. He had a member of the high council come to our ward to speak and the high councilman was told that his speaking partner was going to be a recently returned missionary. Rod was shaking hands and greeting people as they were coming in and this high coucilman thought that Rod was his speaking partner. He was a bit taken back when Rod introduced himself as the Bishop.

I am in my 31st week of riding the bless-ed pregnancy train.

....and I complain a lot.

I was making our bed the other morning and had to stop and laugh as I started putting pillows on it. There were still two more added to this lovely pile not to mention the "decorative pillows." I'll give you one guess as to which side of the bed the pregnant woman sleeps on.

I keep asking Rod if I can be put in a drug induced coma for the next 8 weeks but he doesn't think that would be a good idea. Instead, he emailed me these pictures.

Hallie is on the left and Samantha is on the right.

It did my heart good.

I love my babies. And I'm so excited to have another one.

...and I will try not to complain so much.

Hmmmm, let's see, what else is happening....

Our backyard is getting a bit of a makeover. We've had too many falls off the trampoline and I have wanted to lower it into the ground for a long time now. We are also adding a fire pit and more trees and shrubs. I'm looking forward to the finished product!

Rod and I are going on a little overnighter together.

As in, no kids.
No church meetings.
No schoolwork.
No housework.
No late night phone calls.

Just the two of us.

Oh and her.

Celebrating our Anniversary with Celine this weekend. Just a tad excited I am.

5 Things

2011-07-06T12:32:00.006-06:00

I won't pretend for one second that I am on top of things here on this blog. The summer days are passing so quickly and I have such good intentions of trying to "keep up." Alas, it's not happening....

So, here are 5 quick highlights from June.

Numero 1: Rod spent a week in Polland on business. He traveled to the city of Chelm and was able to straighten out some issues that needed his attention. We missed him like crazy people but his long trips always, ALWAYS remind me how grateful I am when he is around.

Number 2: Unfortunately his trip overlapped the girls first ballet recital but he was able to sneak in on their dress rehearsal the night before he left and ooooh and ahhhh over their skills. The recital was called, "Through the Woods" and Hallie an Samantha thought it was the neatest thing on earth to wear makeup, a pretty tutu, and dance on that beautiful stage. Hallie was a butterfly and Sam was a canary.

Number 3: This next one here is true love I tell ya! My husband agreed to play the part of my husband in our stake musical, "Be Strong and of Good Courage." I have no idea how I twisted his arm to do it among all the mayhem in his life right now, but he agreed.

And he was awesome!

There was one dress rehearsal where he was suppose to be at a Bishop's training, be studying for a final and on stage all at the same time. He wore his suit to rehearsal and stuck out like sore thumb as all the rest of the cast was in their pioneer get up. He'd do his part on stage, run to the meeting and wait for a text from me to tell him he had 2 minutes to get back up on stage. He'd run back to the stage, do his part and then back to the meeting. When the meeting was over, when he wasn't on stage, he'd have his macbook on his lap and was studying like a mad man for his final. I would just look out at him and sigh! I don't know how he does it...but he does. I am so thankful we were able to do this as a family. It is a memory we will have forever.

The musical was a story about the Willie and Martin handcart companies and their travels to Utah in 1856. My great, great, great Grandma was one of the survivors and I played the part of her. It was a humbling experience for me. She was newly married as she started the trek west and was pregnant with her first baby. She lost her baby along the way. She lost her husband, her mother and her father as well. She was unconscious and frozen when a man named William Simmons rescued her. She later became his wife. They had a son named Eli, who had a son named David, who had a son named Dale, who had a son named Darrell, who had a daughter named Kylene. And there ya have it.

I am so thankful for her. For her testimony, her courage and her faith.

The girls had a ball and made some mighty cute pioneers.

Number 4: Rod performed his first wedding.

He's super handsome.

He did a fantastic job. I still feel like we're just young kids flying by the seat of our pants when we get involved with things like this but, hey, enjoy the ride right?!

Number 5: I snapped this today to document my expanding (oh, how it is expanding) waistline. Things are going well with this new little addition and we are as thrilled as can be to meet her. We can't agree on a name to save our lives so, feel free to offer suggestions. :) Samantha sings to me the line from the movie "Tangled" where the mean mom is singing "Mother Knows Best." There is a small line where she pinches Rapunzel's cheeks and sings, "...gettin' kinda chubby." Yes, my friends, Sam sings that to me often.

And it makes me laugh. Life is good.

So.....

2011-06-01T16:36:00.002-06:00

We spent the afternoon at the doctor's office and we all agree....

We think she's pretty beautiful.

Make a Guess??

2011-05-31T14:39:00.003-06:00

Tomorrow is our ultrasound. I'm just a tad excited about the whole bit. What's your guess?

Preschool Graduation

2011-05-25T13:57:00.003-06:00

Samantha graduated from preschool May 17, 2011.

Here is how it all went down.

She was the leader of the pack. She was so nervous to be the first one through the door. The teacher had to prod her along. Sam would take one step out the door and then turn back around and have to get a little encouragement before she'd try again...and again.

The program started and they showed a little video of different activities they had done throughout the year. When the song "Let Them Be Little" was played...

I cried.

I couldn't help it.

Rod was probably a bit embarrassed to be sitting next to me.

Sam recited "Mary Had a Little Lamb" and yes, we were proud. It was fun to have Hallie along as well. She cheered and cheered for her little sister.

"My name is Samantha and when I grow up I want to be a....waitress." (dream big little one, dream big!)

Showing us how she can sign the alphabet.

Break your heart huh. Towards the end all the kids sang, "The Good-bye" song. Poor Sam did all she could to keep it together but her tear ducts are as weak as her mama's. She was blinking back the tears as fast as she could. She loved preschool. (Pretty sweet if ya ask me. I sure love her.)

I love this picture. Sam so poised and Miss Hallie off to the side with the video camera.

Congrats to my Graduate.

Offering

2011-05-05T05:59:00.004-06:00

My house is very quiet right now. I hear the ticking of the kitchen clock. The girls are asleep and Rod is off working out with this friends. We have a busy schedule ahead of us today and I'm always grateful when I pull myself out of bed a bit earlier than everyone else and have a little reflection and planning time before the day begins.

The other night I was reading this upcoming gospel doctrine lesson. It is the experience of the young ruler and the Savior as well as the story of the widow's mite. The widow's mite hit me particularly hard as I read and tried to apply it to my life. As I've said before, pregnancy takes its toll on me and unfortunately that means the people around me suffer too. I have days where I feel pretty helpless. About two weeks ago, I had a major breakthrough though in regards to the pregnancy battle.

I made my family breakfast.

That is it.

That was my breakthrough.

My friend came that morning to pick up Sam for preschool and when she came to the door she said, "Mmmmm, it smells good in here."

I think I may have did a little hop and may or may not have included spirit fingers when I replied, "I made breakfast today!!"

My dear friend celebrated with me in my milestone.

Now, I know this sounds so insignificant but everyone in my family commented that morning how great it was to have hot breakfast and have mom "back" for a moment or two.

This little memory of me making breakfast came to my mind as I read the story of the widow's mite. It made me think of my small "offering" that morning. (Although, when everyone was out the door I had to lay down and catch my breath but nonetheless, the little event made me feel good.) It was small. It was insignificant. But it mattered.

I began to think of mothers everywhere and all the things we do for those we love. Our small "offerings" to serve and give to those around us are everywhere. We need to not be so critical of ourselves and of each other. We need to simply do the best we can and know that our best efforts are appreciated and needed.

Even if they seem small.

With mother's day right around the corner, I can't help but think of all the little offerings my own mother continues to make for me. I know we are miles away from each other but I know she offers a prayer for me every single day. And those prayers help me in my own mothering. Those prayers give me confidence. Those simple prayers help me make breakfast for my little family. :)

So, today I hope you realize all the little things you do and how much they matter. Recognize your offerings. Even if they seem as small as the widow's mite. The Savior praised that widow.

And I can't help but think He praises mother's everywhere too.

Pillow Talk

2011-04-13T09:05:00.002-06:00

The other night Rod and I were lying in bed talking about the day. Our conversation went something like this:

Me: (I'm sure I was complaining) Pregnancy just about kills me.

Him: I think being the Bishop is going to kill me.

Me: Ya know, there are some real similarities between being pregnant and being the Bishop.

Him: Oh really? Like what?

Me: Well, when you find out the news, it's completely humbling and overwhelming that Heavenly Father trusts you with such an important responsibility.

Him: True.

Me: And once you're in the situation, you can't really get out of it. You're pretty committed.

Him: Yes, that is true.

(silence for a second or two)

Him: And then gradually, you start to feel sick.....and all you want to do is pull the covers over your head and stay in bed.

Me: (laughing) Yeah. And sometimes the whole experience just makes you throw up.

Him: (laughing) True, true.

(silence for a few more seconds)

Him: And somehow, through all the hard times, you know what you're doing is right and good.

Me: (silently to myself. "I love him.")

(Rod pouring over the church instruction manual the morning he had to go conduct his first funeral)

True/False

2011-04-09T22:15:00.008-06:00

Would you like to take a quiz?

Sure ya would.

It's very simple.

Just answer True or False.

Ready?

Here we go.
Today is my birthday.
a. True
b. False

There was zero cake for my birthday this year.
a. True
b. False
I would have just thrown it up.
a. True
b. False

I have eaten way too many Saltine Crackers over the past month and would be just fine if I live the rest of my life without consuming another one.
a. True
b. False

I currently feel the same way about Gatorade as I do Saltine crackers.
a. True
b. False

Even though I didn't get a birthday cake this year, it is for a very good reason.
a. True
b. False

ps. if you chose "A" for all of the above questions, you score 100%.

pps. We are elated! (due mid October)

Life is just better...

2011-03-03T14:05:00.003-07:00

When this man is around.

He got home yesterday from a 12 day stay in Chile and all I can say is we were ALL counting down the hours until he walked through that front door. Honestly, it was those last two days that were the hardest. The first week we stayed busy rearranging bedrooms and doing some intense spring cleaning. We went to the library and ballet and stocked up the freezer after a major grocery store trip. We also took that quick jaunt to Utah....but, by Monday morning I was starting to feel worn out and when I got out of bed, I realized very quickly that I should just hop right back in! And after I got Hal off to school and Samantha settled with a movie, jumping back in bed is exactly what I did (don't judge). I was beat.

After Hallie got home we all snuggled up in mom's bed with a hundred books and read the afternoon away. Hallie is getting to be such a good reader and I love it when she reads to me. After we wore out the book covers of each Berenstain Bear book we own, I closed my eyes for a moment and when I opened them up, this is what I saw.
Hallie was doing her best to entertain me and decided a puppet show would be just the ticket. I had to smile as the finger puppets stole the rest of the afternoon singing and dancing for me. I don't know why I don't slow down and enjoy moments like these more often. Why does it take me to be sick in bed to spend hours on end with my little ones on my lap reading story after story. I need to be better at not letting the busy schedules of life get in the way of LIFE.

New Church Callings

2011-02-28T09:57:00.006-07:00

The girls and I made a lightning quick trip to Utah Saturday. My parents each got new church callings on Sunday and we went down to be part of the day. Dad is the new Stake President of the Logan Utah YSA 1st Stake and mom is the new Stake Relief Society President in that same stake. Both gave fantastic talks and it was fun to meet the two visiting General Authorities, Elder Ringwood and Elder Cook. I've got such great parents. They have taught me well and have always put the most important things first in their lives. They both have great parents too. My dad's parents are on the left and my mom's mom is next to her in the red. It was a great weekend. Much too short but, great nonetheless.

Blurb Blog Book

2011-02-10T14:55:00.003-07:00

I am thrilled with this little package that arrived on my doorstep.

The contents: My first blog book.

Dated from Aug. 2007-Jul 2009. 129 pages of my life. My family. My history.

It is priceless to me. As I have read through it, I have laughed and caught myself saying over and over, "I am SO glad I wrote that down!"

Blogging has become such a great way for me to document the little moments in my life that I want to look back on and remember forever. Someday I hope my grandkids will look through this book and smile as they read about their mom taking swimming lessons or learning to ride a bike or starting Kindergarten. I wish I had something like this from my own mom. Journal writing is so important. Whatever the avenue you take (blogging, traditional paper and pen writing, scrapbooking, etc) it is such an important thing to do.

The details of my book: I printed through Blurb.com. The whole thing cost me $55.71. I chose the Hardcover Imagewrap, Premium Paper, and Lustre finish. All of those little extras cost a bit more but I want this thing to last. I also typed in a coupon code that gave me 20% off because it was my first book ordered through Blurb. You can check out Blurb's pricing here.

Have a great day!

(And go write in your journal. You'll be glad you did.)

Tidbits to Remember

2011-02-06T15:24:00.005-07:00

Just a few things I want to remember from this last week.

First, we made these fortune cookies. They turned out great and the girls had a fun time filling them with good fortunes and happy notes. I was trying to explain to Samantha what a fortune is. She had a hard time grasping the concept so I told her we could just write down fun things that we wish for the person who will open our cookies. Sam insisted on decorating all the little fortunes Hallie and I wrote on. I finally asked Sam what she wanted me to write as a fortune for her.

She had me write, "I like to go to Disneyland."

Apparently she thinks that would be a great fortune for her.

Last Sunday Hallie and I were both home sick, sick, sick. When Rod got home from meetings the girls both climbed on him for story time. Sundays are a bit crazy for this man but he's great about making time for the girls....even when he looks like he hasn't slept in 2 days.

I also taught him the Young Women theme last Sunday. He practiced and practiced so that he could say it that night for New Beginnings. I taught him with actions so that he could remember. (If any of my mission companions are reading this, remember how I tried to get you to memorize those discussions?? Imagine a similar scene as I went through the values with my husband.) :)

And, let me allow you to peek into the personality of Sam. This girl is full of spunk and sassafras. I was trying to take a few pic's of Hallie (who is convinced she can join the circus as a juggler) when Sam deliberately waited right until I pushed the shutter to run in front of me. After the first two times, I asked her to hold off for just a second and she said, "Mom I PROMISE I won't run across." Then, lo and behold, she began to giggle and ran in front of me.

little stinker.

Club

2011-02-03T15:22:00.003-07:00

She told me the other day that she is starting a club. It's called the, "Get your sparkle on" club. (her words exactly)

Ya want in? :)

Because if she is the President...I'm sure it will be loads of "sparkly fun."

Who wouldn't want to hang out with a Ballerina Baker Girl?

Dollar Bill

2011-01-25T13:59:00.003-07:00

I am speaking to a Young Women group tonight and have been racking my brain all week as to what I should talk to them about. I love these opportunities but I feel such a responsibility to say something to them that can really help them. It's a bit of a daunting task. I want to leave impressions in their hearts that won't just fall by the wayside when they walk out the door. I want them to internalize the message of endless potential that each one of them has. These young girls can do so much good in the world. I have been thinking and praying about what I could say to make a difference. As I pulled up a folder of past talks I have given, I came across this little thought from a talk given by President Uchtdorf entitled, "You are my hands." I don't know why this hit me so hard today but maybe it's because as I have blog hopped this past week I have read a few posts from women who have been so down on themselves. They write of the challenge it is to be "perfect" and keep all things in check at all times. They write of feeling like they just don't "measure up" or are "too old" to do this and that. They write how they feel like they have been forgotten in the day to day grind of mothering, or working full-time, or trying to make ends meet.

This thought about the dollar bill made me think of these women today.

It goes like this:

One woman who had been through years of trial and sorrow said through her tears, "I have come to realize that I am like an old 20-dollar bill-crumpled, torn, dirty, abused, and scarred. But I am still a 20 dollar bill. I am worth something. Even though I may not look like much, and even though I have been battered and used, I am still worth the full 20 dollars."

To all you women out there (young and old)...

You have great worth.

You may have been down a path that you're not proud of, you may have made mistakes that still sting when you think about them, you may feel like you don't have the will power to change the things that you want to. Let me remind you, the 20 dollar bill is still worth the exact same amount it was worth when it was created.

You are too.

Don't lose sight of who you are and who God needs you to be. Don't let the adversary trick you into thinking that you're not good enough because you can't do this or that. Don't let him use his cunning craft to make you feel like you don't have worth. When you are down on yourself it makes it hard to lift others. You can do and be and learn whatever you want to. Have confidence that you can do hard things and new things. Don't compare yourself to anyone. Go out and make whatever you want to have happen, happen.

You are worth it.

Samantha's Birthday

2011-01-23T20:58:00.003-07:00

Someone in our little family turned 4 this month. Her request: "A cake with 4 cupcakes please."

This is a picture of the newest 4 year old in our family. Oh how we love this little firecracker!

A few gifts in the morning.
The lovely "name in the pancake" breakfast.
More presents in the evening.
And of course, cake.

She was the V.I.P. at preschool that very day and felt SO special about the occasion. I made her V.I.P. poster the night before and had it sitting on the table when she woke up. She stared and stared at it all morning. Her favorite picture was the one where she played, "Mary." She took the poster to school and I could just see the bounce in her step!

Happy Birthday little lady. Thanks for keeping my days "sparkly."

Just keep swimming

2011-01-10T14:03:00.003-07:00

Remember in "Finding Nemo" when Dory encourages Marlin to "just keep swimming, just keep swimming?"

Well, that has been my theme for the past few weeks. I honestly feel like I'm flying by the seat of my pants most days! I'd love to blog about Christmas. I'd love to blog about New Years. Heck, I'd love to blog about our great trip to Palmyra that was, oh, 3 months ago! But alas, the bills must be paid, errands need to be ran, kids need to be fed, messages need to be taken (I have realized that I am the personal secretary for Bishop South ;), lessons need to be prepared, laundry needs folded, dishes need washed.....you understand. Yes, I'm sure many of you are nodding your head saying, "I get it. I understand."

We mothers are all swimming in the same sea most days aren't we. (just keep swimming, just keep swimming....)

But amidst the endless "to do" list that continues to stare me in the face all day, I sure am thankful for these two little gals. Man alive am I thankful for them.

Christmas eve 2010

Merry Christmas

2010-12-24T14:57:00.002-07:00

Merry Christmas to our Family and Friends! We hope you have a wonderful holiday season. A few tidbits about our family this year.

Rod:
1. Continued to travel the globe on business visiting Morocco, Vienna, the Philippines, Romania, and Mexico
2. Started an MBA/MGM program through Indiana University/Thunderbird
3. Our ward members now call him Bishop

Kylene:
1. Traveled to Mexico with Rod
2. Finally got to visit Palmyra, NY
3. Continues to enjoy her love of photography

Hallie:
1- Started Kindergarten!
2. Is turning into quite a good little reader
3. Is a HUGE fan of Jessie from Toy Story 3

Samantha:
1- Loves preschool!
2- Is SO excited to go to Primary in 2 weeks (she is the oldest one in Nursery right now)
3- Loves to tell knock, knock jokes

We have had a good year and feel blessed to have such great family and friends. We give thanks for the life, love and Atonement of the Savior. We wish you all a happy holiday season!

A comparison

2010-12-17T12:56:00.005-07:00

Let's compare my life right now to a nice afternoon jumping on the trampoline.

It sounds fun.

The idea seems harmless.

Right?

I feel much like this picture looks as I begin my days.

I am standing firm.

I am stable.

I am smiling.

The warm of the sun is shinin' down.

The day looks good.

And then.....

....the idea of a lovely day bouncing in the sun drastically changes.

Someone (or something) gives me a "bounce!"

And then I feel like this!!

Hair flying every which way, the look of fear, perhaps even a scream or two.

I tell you what. This month has been one wild ride. I think our Christmas card has just become a New Years card. Or maybe even a Valentines card. I still have sub-for-santa shopping to get done. My in-laws are traveling home this very moment from their mission so we are moving like wild people trying to get my sister-in-law moved out of my in-laws house. Rod is barely coming up for air as he is in the middle of finals week. I am speaking in church on Sunday and singing in Relief Society and Primary. It feels a bit like the Kylene show (should I throw my tap shoes into the church bag just in case?) Christmas is right around the corner. I am desperately trying to keep the "reason for the season" in mind as we hustle and bustle around. We took the girls to a high school production of the "Grinch" last night and I layed my head on Rod's shoulder and he layed his head on mine and we both fell asleep! Thank you to the dear high school students who entertained our girls so that we could rest! And I won't even bore you with the slew of other things on our plate right now.

I do have one thing going for me though.

The same man who is holding the girl's hands in the above pics, is holding mine too.

And he's holding on tight!

And for that I am so very grateful.

Samantha's haircut

2010-12-09T08:27:00.004-07:00

After we saw, "Tangled" both of my girls said over and over how they were NEVER going to cut their hair. They wanted it long, and flowy, and pretty. Samantha even said to me, "Mom, it would be fun to have long hair for a weapon!" (Oh my!) Well, the other day she said she really wanted short hair. I ran with the idea because long hair can be high maintenance and she has never had anything other than a trim anyway. I thought a nice short do would be fun for a change (and help speed up our morning routine).

Before

After

She woke up this morning and the first thing she said when I went into her room was, "Mom, is my hair still short?!" It's fun to see her glance in the mirror and just stare and smile.

It makes me smile too.

(Now, I have an appointment Tuesday. Keep it long or chop it off?? What to do, what to do?)

Bokeh and ear aches

2010-12-03T16:25:00.003-07:00

This is my Christmas tree.

Fun huh.

For the past couple of days Hallie has been sick so we've been stuck inside. I even broke down and gave her the "Toy Story 3" dvd that I was going to give her for Christmas. When I told her for the second day in a row that she couldn't go to school, the tears started flowing. However, when I gave her the dvd she was all smiles and quickly grabbed her Jessie doll and was ready for an afternoon of movie watching. While she watched Toy Story I explored some new photography tricks. If you want to try different shapes to create an effect like the one above, check out this link. (I recommend manual focus when you try it.)

If anyone knows where I can get a Jessie wig for this little girl for Christmas, please let me know. I searched for an hour today online and just can't justify spending 50 bucks for a wig of yarn. Any tips on how to make one??? I don't know how Santa is going to pull through on this one.....

Snapped this pic last night. Her two comforts at bedtime as of late are:

1. Miss Jessie
2. The Mama pillow.

The mama pillow is a pillow that Rod and I got when we got married. It has a picture of us on it. The girls love it. I think it's kinda sweet (and funny) they love to sleep with it next to them. Whatever makes them feel better right?

Plie

2010-12-01T20:52:00.004-07:00

I've said this a million times but I sure am glad these two have each other.

Everyone needs a sister to teach them how to plié.

Hallie's Birthday (part 2)

2010-11-30T09:12:00.003-07:00

Where did November go? Seriously. Where on earth did this month go?!

Even though Hallie's birthday was one month ago TODAY....I decided I better get this part 2 up before she turns 12!

So, here we go.

She was such a little helper. She wanted to be in the middle of all the hoopla and loved the decorations, the colors, the fact that HER birthday was ON the big Halloween celebrating day (Saturday). Her Jesse costume was the favorite gift and I still look at it and shake my head in awe at its cuteness!
My dad and Rod made both yummy soups while I was off picking up bread bowls, balloons and the awesome cake!! Look at that thing! Hallie wanted a Gabriella cake (from High School Musical) and I knew that as much as I wished I could be "superwomanIcandoitallandkeepasmilingface" deep down I knew I wouldn't be able to fit in making her cake (especially if I wanted to keep my sanity) so, I asked my good friend Sam Williams to make it and she did not disappoint. It was adorable, darling, perfect and delicious.

My mom decorated the window to declare to the whole world (neighborhood) that there was indeed, a birthday girl in our midst that day. (This new tradition sure made Hallie feel special. She beamed each time she peaked at the window.)

After lunch (which I am so sad I didn't get pictures of all the cousins and aunts and uncles that came to support, thank you, thank you for coming!!) we went to our trunk-or-treat. The girls had a great time and it was nice to just sit in the truck and give out candy with Rod while my parents took the girls around.

Hallie told me my costume was great because she was Jessie and I could go as "Jessie's Mom." ;) Samantha was a kitty and still loves to put her costume on and meow around the house. Rod...was a party pooper. (Next year hon, you are dressing up. Remember we MUST embrace this holiday with a Halloween birthday in our life!)

We came home and answered the door for trick-or-treaters and enjoyed a game of Candy Land (appropriate pick for the holiday huh). We were all so tired and I think this picture proves it.

Thanks to everyone who made the day so great. I love this pic of my mom and my girls. She is such a great Grandma. I don't think you can ever really, really appreciate what your mom did for you as a kid until you become a mom yourself. I lucked out and got the best of the best. Today is my mom's birthday. Happy Birthday mamasita! I love you.

Hallie's Birthday (part 1)

2010-11-01T21:43:00.005-06:00

Hallie's birthday was the 30th! She is our Hallie Halloween baby. I delivered her on a Saturday 6 years ago and I remember the nurses brought me a little candy sucker as my Halloween candy that night. The events of this past Saturday were wild and crazy and so much fun. I have to blog this in parts because when you share your birthday with a Holiday it makes for extra celebrating and lots of pictures.

The day started with Hallie's request for crepes and bacon as her birthday breakfast. She was so anxious the entire meal because she wanted to open her presents so badly! In fact, I think we paused mid meal for her to open one to ease the anxiety of it all. :) When breakfast was over the present unwrapping began. Now, let me add, Hallie has been asking (pleading, begging) for a Jesse doll from Toy Story for months. I think ever since we saw the movie she has been eyeing that little red headed cowgirl every time we go to the store. I kept telling her to be grateful for whatever she got for her birthday and that if she didn't get Jesse, then maybe Santa would pull through for her. Well, she opened all of her presents except one. The first couple pic's that you'll see down below, I believe she is actually praying like mad for a Jesse doll to be in that box! (really, she closed her eyes and muttered something only she could hear) The pictures say it all.

(and please make note of my awesome husband who will sport a party hat and wear it with pride for his girls)

The Jesse doll was a hit and what added to the "Yee Hawin" that day was that my mom sewed her a Jesse costume. Look at that thing! Yes, my mom is amazing. A million times over, amazing! She ditched her witch costume for Halloween and became Jesse the cowgirl for the rest of the day...and the day after...and the day after....

I know, I know, I am a bit bias but she is quite the cute little "rootin' tootin' cowgirl!"

Happy Birthday Hallie K. You changed my life 6 years ago.

And I thank you forever for that.

a NY pic

2010-10-19T09:18:00.003-06:00

I really want to post about our lovely trip to Palmyra, NY but for now, I just have time to post one little pic. I love these three people and I love this simple picture. I think it' funny that Sam is holding up a little stick that she found. She named it "Ducky." She carried it all over with her and was very distraught when she realized that Ducky didn't make it back to Idaho in one piece. I love this picture because of Rod and his LOVE, LOVE, LOVE for his girls. He had been in the Philippians for a week before this trip. In fact, he had been on a huge, long, exhausting flight from those islands before he met up with me in Salt Lake just to jump on another plane out to N.Y. I don't know how he does it. I don't know how he functions on so little sleep and still manages to keep such a cheery disposition and stay on top of all that he is undertaking right now. I don't want to get all mushy but I sure lucked out when our paths crossed. :) I love this picture because of Hallie and her LOVE for all things simple. I can buy new soap and she will get excited over it. She is such a good big sister and tries so hard to do what's right. She loved every leaf in this place. She can find beauty in just about anything.

It's just too bad that her zipper had to get missed this particular morning.

Oh well 'eh.

Opportunity Knocks

2010-10-13T22:28:00.007-06:00

We've all heard the adage, "Opportunity Knocks." Well....I've thought about these two little words today and a couple of thoughts have gone through my brain.

Is it opportunity that knocks or am "I" opportunity?

Do I wait for opportunities to knock on my door or do I go out and do the knockin'? I came across this little cartoon and had to smile. I don't want to be the guy behind that door. I don't want to miss great chances in life to learn and experience and grow, simply because I don't hear the knock...or because I ignore it...or because I'm too scared to answer...

Sometimes I think it's that last answer that stops us from doing a lot of things. Fear sets in and we talk ourselves out of doing some of the things that we want to do most. After I had Samantha, I was trying so hard to get back into "shape" (whatever that really means, right!) But in "shape" is what I wanted. I started running...and running...and running and one day, I ran more than 2 miles and felt like a total rock star! I wanted to run in a race but was so scared! It sounds so silly now but I was nervous to sign up and I thought everyone would be faster than me and that I'd come in last place or worse....not even finish because I would be passed out in a ditch somewhere! (kay, I might be a bit dramatic there but...you get it) I finally got the courage to sign up. I went, ran the race, didn't die and it was the beginning of a great love of mine. I found myself not scowling as badly when I tried to put on my jeans. I had more energy and I found that running gave me a release, time to meditate, and something that was "mine." My own little time each week to do something for me. We all need that. Something that is ours that makes us feel good about us. It's my outlet. Running has become a part of me now and because of my small effort of persistence, I have been able to run in many races, meet some amazing people and influence a few others to get out of their comfort zones and forget about their fears in trying something "hard." (You can read about that first race here.)

Fast forward a year later. It was the summer of '08. I had competed in two half marathons and was feeling really good about my new found interest. Little did I know that another interest would peek its way into my life. My husband bought me my first DSLR camera. I couldn't believe how much I loved it. I had a friend tell me it would become my third child. :) She was right. I dragged that thing around everywhere. I wanted so badly to take a class but....was once again, scared for some wild reason. Why do I let my fears get in the way of what I want to do, for heaven's sake! So, I came across a website that lo and behold belonged to my friend Brooke. I had NO idea she was such a talented photographer. She offered a basics class and honestly, because I knew her and knew she was one of the most non-intimidating people in the world, I decided I could do it. I took the class. It sparked my interest to take more classes. I took more classes and started getting asked to take other people's pictures. Now, two years after that first DSLR purchase, I am at another crossroad in regards to my photography.

Brooke is offering a scholarship for a seat in her upcoming advanced photography class. I want that lovely little seat. :) I feel like it would open a new door for me and my photography goals.

Is an opportunity knocking, or am I opportunity?

I think in most cases in life, it is a matter of both. In regards to running, those races kept showing themselves in the paper. The opportunity to run was there but I had to make the effort to make it happen. Brooke, in her generous ways, is offering an opportunity but I must knock to make it happen for me.

knock, knock.

(A pic from a recent photo shoot of my beautiful niece Vanessa)

Now go out and do some knocking...even if it's scary. :)

Samantha

2010-09-27T13:07:00.003-06:00

This little lady started preschool this month. She goes 3 times a week and is so very sad on Mondays and Fridays when she doesn't get to go. She has been learning so many fun little preschool songs and a day doesn't go by that I don't hear the, "Sally the camel...." song. I especially like her hip action as she sings the "boom, boom" parts. This past weekend we spent a couple of days in Utah and on the way home Samantha started crying and whining and carrying on about nothing.....My patience was being tried and I said, "Sam, what on earth are you crying about?! For heaven's sake!" She looked at me and said through her sniffles, "Mom, I'm just crying because I am SO excited for Halloween to come."

Well okay then.

Packages

2010-09-20T15:47:00.002-06:00

I was listening to an interview with Julie B. Beck the other night and something she said really stood out to me.

She said, "Our children come to us as they are. Unique, wonderful spirits and it's our blessing [as mother's] to just unwrap the package. To see who they are and help guide them into who they can become."

This whole idea of unwrapping the package made its mark in my mind. I think that is one of the greatest things we get to do as parents is to discover who our children are. To discover what their talents are and to give them opportunities to thrive, progress and contribute in this life.

I still pray for more little "packages" to come to our family but if that isn't to be, I will celebrate in the unwrapping of moments like these.

I can't help but smile.

Canning

2010-09-14T12:08:00.002-06:00

My friend Ashlee called me up the other day and said, "I want to help you can applesauce." This wasn't an out of the blue phone call. You see, Ashlee is the "A" in "K&A Farms". K&A Farms is our little name for our chicken raising adventures. I am the "K". We kid. We laugh. We think our name is cool. But I tell you what, "K&A Farms" has sold a lot of eggs over the past year and a half. :) The other day the girls and I were over at our chicken coop taking care of the chicken duties and I happened to glance in Ashlee's garage and saw bottle after bottle of beautiful applesauce.

I admit. It was a covetous moment for me.

I wanted pretty applesauce bottles in my life too.

I think Ashlee felt bad for me because I just kept staring at her beautiful rows of applesauce trying to plot how I could get some. Well, I came up with a plan. Ashlee had asked me to take a few family pic's for her and I said yes as long as I could get some applesauce.

So I took a few pic's and she hooked me up with a few bottles of applesauce. (Ashlee's husband is our Bishop and we think of them as our dear friends. Such good, good people.)

But you know the old saying, "You give a man a fish, you feed him for a day, you teach a man to fish and you feed him for a lifetime."

I wanted to learn.

So, Ashlee called, I was giddy over learning how to do all this canning business and we set a date.

Yesterday she taught me and we had a great time. I think good company makes all the difference when it comes to projects like this.

Hallie helped for 2.3 minutes.

And then found shear delight in sliding down the stairs on her mattress pad. Those cute girls giggled and giggled as they did this over and over. Hallie actually got blisters on her fingers from dragging that thing up the stairs so many times.

And here is my finished product. Every single one of them sealed up perfectly. I just may have to tie a little bow around each one because I am so proud.

I think my mom may be proud too!

50mm For Sale

2010-09-10T12:18:00.003-06:00

Happy Friday to you. This week has been crazy busy with the fair going on. My friend Christina and I have been working the funnel cake booth and have made so many funnel cakes we are dreaming about them! We've had a great time. The fair is just a very unique place to hang out for a few days isn't it?! She will be there again tonight so if you're headed to the Eastern Idaho State Fair, stop in and say hello.

I am also selling my 50mm 1.8 Canon prime lens. I've taken great care of this thing and it produces amazing images. I'm simply selling it because I'm ready for an upgrade. I still have the original box but I don't have the original lens cap (surprise, surprise for those who shoot a lot. Those darn lens caps are always disappearing!) I have bought a replacement cap for it and it comes with that. These are selling brand new for $99.95 on B-H.com and for $108.95 on Amazon. I am asking $70.00 for mine. Email me at kylenesouth{at}gmail.com if you're interested or leave me a comment if you have any questions. If you're in Cache Valley, we'll be coming down in a few weeks and I can bring it down with me or if you are willing to pay for shipping, I can ship it to you anywhere.

$70.00

Have a great weekend.

Train up a child....

2010-09-01T22:13:00.002-06:00

A couple weeks ago I was assigned the books of Proverbs and Ecclesiastes to teach in our gospel doctrine class at church. It was a bit of a daunting task at first. I mean, BOTH books in one class setting...sheesh, how was I going to approach this one?! I thought and thought and decided that I would focus most of the lesson on Proverbs 22:6:

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

I learned so much from the parents in my class about ways they teach the gospel in their homes. Ways they discipline and teach their children how to work. Ways they give service and express love. Ways they motivate and inspire. It was a very enlightening experience for me. Now that we have a mighty kindergartener in our home, I have been thinking about the things that Rod and I are trying to do to "train up our children." I pray that the things we teach in our home will spill over into their lives away from home.

I was talking to a good friend of mine tonight about some of the challenges she is facing with her teenager. We talked and talked and expressed concerns and shared insights. After she left, I was reminded of the "train up a child..." Proverb. I think that regardless of what path our kids may or may not take as they get older, if we as parents do all we can to teach correct principles, our kids will never forget those lessons. The experiences they had in a home filled with love and the spirit will stay with them forever. Even if they chose to "depart" from those teachings for a season, those experiences of instruction and love will never "depart" from their hearts.

I also reminded my friend that the Lord never gives up on anyone. I told her the story of Jonah and the Whale (don't laugh and roll your eyes just yet. Let us remember that my brain is absorbed in the Old Testament these days and I can't think of much else as I try and make a point to people ;). I told my friend to remember that the Lord will speak to his children in a voice that they can recognize. With Jonah, it started out simply as a call to go to Nineveh. Then, when that voice was rejected, it came in the voice of a big storm as Jonah rode on a ship with the mariners. When the storm didn't get through to Jonah, it was finally in the belly of a "big fish" that he was brought to repentance. My point simply being, that if we don't get the message the first time, the Lord doesn't turn His back on us. He will try and try to get his message through to us. He had "prepared a great fish" for Jonah and He is preparing experiences for us too. Sometimes it is through His written word, sometimes it is through quiet reflection or prayer, but I think that most often, He uses the voices of other people to teach, elevate and inspire. He is trying to speak to us ALL the time. Let us not be like those we read about in the 43rd section of the Doctrine and Covenants who had many different voices trying to speak to them but they would not listen.

One voice that has been an inspiration to me in my life is the voice of my dad. Not just his speaking voice but his singing voice too. He has a beautiful voice. At a very young age he would bring me up on stage with him and we'd sing. There are many nights that I remember him pulling out his guitar in our cozy little living room and we'd sing everything from country, to primary songs to the hymns. We even sang the theme song together at my Sr. Year Homecoming Dance. One tradition that has always held strong is singing at our Call family reunion held every other year. This past July we had that opportunity again. The voices of family and music have always been voices that the Lord knows He can use to reach me. Because through these avenues I have come to recognize the real voice that is speaking.

His voice.

The voice of the Spirit.

For that, I am so very thankful.

(Left: Call Reunion sometime in the 80's. Don't laugh at my awesome pants....or my dad's awesome boots! Right: Call Reunion July 2010)

As challenging as the world of parenting can be, I have faith in the plan of a loving Heavenly Parent who will speak to me through His voice and help me as I try and "train up a child..."

My girl on her first day of Kindergarten.

No Training Wheels

2010-08-26T21:34:00.003-06:00

I couldn't let this month slip away without documenting a little milestone in the life of Miss Samantha. We went on a ride together and I noticed that she was rarely tapping down on her training wheels and the thought came to me, "Hmmmm, I wonder if she could brave her bike without 'em." I took them off that night and Walah! We now have another rider in the family.

..and she feels pretty big and special about the whole event!

Now, if I can just keep those darn band-aids in stock.

7 Years

2010-08-14T22:16:00.001-06:00

I love him.

All Smiles

2010-08-07T09:33:00.002-06:00

It has been a wild and crazy ride around these parts the past 6 weeks. Rod has been working like a mad man trying to get all his application work in for his MBA program. He did great on the GMAT and after a gazillion phone calls between USU, BYU-I, and Thunderbird (not to mention letters of recommendations, transcripts, interviews, etc, etc, etc) we FINALLY got the official letter yesterday and we're all smiles at our house! The program is a dual degree program between Indiana University and Thunderbird. With our ties to Arizona and Indiana we can't help but think it's a little good luck. When the program is complete he'll have his MBA and MGM. He'll head off to Indiana next week and spend a few weeks in Bloomington and then it's back to the grind here in Idaho. The majority of the program is done online over the course of 2 years (so no, we're not moving). He'll have one big international trip as well as a trip to AZ (which I will insist to tag along with). One of his best friends, Brad, also got in the program so it will be great they can travel this journey together.

So, if I look a little frazzled and out of sorts over the next few years, it's just because we've added another exciting adventure to our lives. Enjoy the ride huh!

(Rod and his biggest fan club)

A Green Gables Tea Party

2010-07-28T22:37:00.003-06:00

I quite like this series.

As in....quite like it alot!

I can't figure out for the life of me how I went through umpteen English classes and never read "Anne of Green Gables." I am part of a lovely little book club where we just finished up book 1 in this series.

Really people, if you haven't read this you must go out and get yourself a copy. And if you have read it, you should read it again.

You will fall in love with Anne (with an E) and if you watch the movie, you will probably want to go visit Prince Edward Island. This is my desire as of late.

You will probably think the love/hate relationship that Anne has with Gilbert is humorous and romantic and frustrating all at the same time but.....

...it makes it ever so much sweeter when they figure things out. (sigh)

Our book club met last Thursday night to discuss. Nothing about the evening was "tragical." The setting was perfect. As we walked into the perfectly groomed backyard (thanks Jolene!), the soundtrack from Anne of Green Gables was playing. That put a smile on all of our faces. So fun. So festive. So Anne.

Beautiful flowers and delicious treats.

Gorgeous centerpieces and ornate tea cups.

Debra (on the left) is our book club leader and Christine, her daughter, (on the right) dressed up for the occasion. She looked so darn cute.

Complete with pearls.

I even tried to wear "puffed sleeves." ;)

If you're looking for some good summer reading, Anne of Green Gables will not disappoint.

Anyone want to go to Canada??

Swimming Lessons...round 1

2010-07-22T18:44:00.004-06:00

A couple weeks ago the girls took swimming lessons. This is the first year for Sam and the third year for Hallie.

Hallie was in the "Ray" class.

And Miss Sam was in the "Pike" class.

Both had great teachers and LOVED going to lessons each day.

Sam felt so BIG everytime she got to go into the "deep end."

Hallie was the only girl in her class. She tried to be brave and show the boys how to go down that slide. It wasn't nice of me to laugh but I couldn't help it. She held onto the side of that thing for dear life! She puttered down it as slow as slow can go....

...and didn't even make it into the water. She just sat there at the bottom for a good minute until her teacher convinced her to push off her little bum and get in!

Needless to say, we are currently in round 2 of swimming lessons this year. :)

Sam's Job

2010-07-20T12:27:00.003-06:00

Well, we are into our second year of "raising chickens" and what an experience it has been! The girls both have their chicken duties and I needed to write about Sam's because she makes me laugh every darn time we go take care of those birds. Her job goes something like this:

When we first get to the coop, we unlock the door as quickly as we can and give Samantha the shovel. She runs over to the little chicken door and quickly sticks the shovel through it, out onto the chicken run. Then she grabs a small little handful of chicken feed.

While she does this, she checks to see if they need a refill of feed or not.

Then she tosses the feed out onto the chicken run so that the chickens will all stay outside and eat while Hallie gathers the eggs inside the coop. Now, I must add here, that all of this has been trial and error for us. This set up works great because the chickens won't come inside and peck us to death while we're trying to gather eggs. (I learned the hard way! I have a nice rooster peck scar on my right foot because we didn't have this figured out earlier.)

Now, the part that makes me laugh. This little girl will wait patiently while we work behind her, gathering eggs and refilling water and feed. She stands very still just eyeing those chickens. If any of them try and sneak in.....

She picks up that shovel and BAMS it right down on the wood ramp to scare 'em away! She does a mighty fine job.

Even though these birds drive me crazy, I appreciate their help in teaching my kids how to work a bit. :)

Some Utah fun

2010-07-19T14:47:00.004-06:00

The girls and I went down to Utah for a quick weekend trip. Rod was off to another scout camp so a little weekend getaway was in order.

We met up with my sister Tyra at Adam's park and thoroughly enjoyed our Grist Mill sponsored picnic. (I love Grist Mill and somehow always make sure I pay that place a visit when I come home).

Wasn't Friday insanely hot in Cache Valley?! We went up to the temple and enjoyed the beauty of the temple grounds...and sweat to death! I loved all the new additions that have been done to the outside of the Logan temple. The fountain was so neat. The girls loved it....

Well, Sam loved it until....

She fell IN IT!

My child fell in the fountain.

The TEMPLE FOUNTAIN!

...so much for reverence in that little moment.

We visited my Grandma and Grandpa Simmons. They are such a cute couple. I love them and feel so blessed to have them in my life. (Samantha wouldn't sit on anyone's lap because of her embarrassment from the before said incident).

Sure love these girls. They were the best little travelers. Thanks UTAH! Hope to see ya again soon.

Freedom

2010-07-06T19:37:00.002-06:00

Monday was our big day of celebration around here. But before the parade, cotton candy, and fireworks, I went down to Idaho Falls and had about an hour to myself. I had such a great time taking pictures of the temple. It was really nice to be able to walk those grounds and just think about the reasons for all the celebrating. There was one moment where I had actually crossed the street to look for some different creative photo opportunities and when I turned around and looked up, I saw the above scene. It made me smile and a few of those happy chills ran up and down my back.

I am so grateful for where I live.

So grateful for this country.

Grateful to have the freedom of religion.

Grateful for my little life.

Hope your celebrating was full of happy moments too.

Toy Story 3

2010-06-29T15:53:00.003-06:00

Did you like it?

I have two little people in my family who really liked it. (although, the one eyed daycare baby and monkey watch guard thing were a bit creepy)

The girls are big Jesse supporters. I have been informed that we will be having a Jesse birthday cake (still 4 months away mind you) and that a, "Jesse doll that talks" is the gift of choice for Christmas (6 months away). We'll see how long this little phase lasts.

(These days I am loving that whenever I ask Sam to smile, she will pop her little knee up and give me a little sassafras).

Skirts

2010-06-10T08:57:00.003-06:00

I like them.

And I like this picture because it screams that summertime is here and the days are now chock full of playing hard, otter pops, laughing loud and smelling like dirt at the end of the day.

And I really want to remember that currently, these little skirts are the clothing of choice for my little ladies. Do your kids have a favorite item of clothing that they insist you wash practically every night so they can wear it day after day after day.....?

I promise they do have other clothes.

They are just in love with these.

And so I wash and wash and wash.

But I really don't mind because they do look mighty cute in them. And I love it when they "match." (actually, the truth is, I often make them match so they don't fight and scream that the other one got, "this" or the other one has a cuter "that." They are girls. What can I say?)

But boy, am I ever glad these two have one another. They are great little friends. Even with all the "girly-ness" we have to go through around here.

(ps. I am playing around with watermarks for my pic's. Sometimes when you see a watermark you think you are looking at a real deal photographer. I am not one of those. I've just been thinking it might be good to put a little protection on my pictures.)

Happy day to you.

Twinkies

2010-06-01T21:40:00.003-06:00

So, my brother was giving me a hard time a couple weeks ago when we were down in Utah visiting. He had a conversation with my daughter that went something like this:

(him) "Hallie, do you like twinkies?"

(her) "What's a twinkie?"

(pause from my brother) "You don't know what a twinkie is?!"

(her) "No."

(him) "You have never had a twinkie?!"

(her, laughing) "Never. What is it?"

Then the interrogating came my way.

(him) "Ky, you've never given Hallie a twinkie?"

(me) "Hmmmmm...(I rack my brain trying to think if there was some crazy camp out or ward party where a twinkie could have been served).....No....my children have never had a twinkie." (you'd a thought I never fed them or something from the looks I got! Sheesh!)

okay, I'm a bit dramatic. BUT.....

We changed that little situation last weekend.

I went to my local Fred Meyer and bought a box of these bad boys.

Took them home and gave them to the girls. Hallie didn't waste anytime unwrapping that little package of goodness. She was in love, told me she could eat one hundred of them, and asked for seconds.

Sam wasn't so sure. She had to smell it. Over and over and over.

The verdict from her.....

She hated it.

Home for Health Days

2010-05-17T15:24:00.002-06:00

I grew up in such a great little community. Each year they put on the big Health Days Celebration and we've made it tradition to go home for it. We kicked off the festivities as a family and ran the fun run together. My little family opted for the "Mayor's Mile" and ran with my dad. I kept asking Hallie if she wanted to hop in the jogger stroller but she was determined to finish strong without any assistance from mom. She did great!

Sam spent the morning like this.

The Mayor before our big mile! ;)

Derek, Mom, Ben and Tyra all ran the 5k. They all did such a great job. Everyone beat their time from last year.

It is so fun to do stuff like this together. Yelling and cheering for each other...does my heart good!

After the run we went to the classic health days parade. Dad got to drive the mustang. He looked pretty good behind that wheel!

The girls got more candy at that one parade than they do trick-or-treating. (I have hid it...and can't find it. That is a good thing.)

The girls have the best uncles ever. Really.

After the parade we went to check out all the fun booths that they had set up and the girls opted to wait in line for an hour to get their faces painted. They did look mighty cute.

And watching Samantha look....and look....and look at her face in the mirror all day was worth that hour long wait.

Another quality Utah trip. I love Health Days.

Finger Puppets

2010-05-13T15:49:00.004-06:00

Just had to share these cute things! My friend Christina introduced me to these little finger puppets last week and as soon as my girls saw them they begged me to make some for them too! So cute, so easy and so cheap. The pattern costs 3 dollars and you can get it from this creative woman HERE. We have had many puppet shows in our house the past few days. Christina showed them at our Relief Society enrichment (what on earth do we call that meeting now?!) night and she suggested that they would be great for young women age girls to make and take when they go babysitting. Might be a fun mutual night activity or even camp activity. I think these would be great to have on hand at Grandma's house too. My little ones love 'em!

Tooth

2010-05-06T23:35:00.004-06:00

The tooth fairy paid us a visit last night.

Because she lost her very first tooth!

She was just a "little" excited about the whole thing.

Canon XSI

2010-05-03T22:53:00.005-06:00

So, I am selling my lovely Canon XSI and decided I'd offer it here on my blog before I post it to Craig's List or Ebay. I was just thinking what an awesome Mother's Day gift this could be for someone! I have LOVED this camera and am a bit sad to part with it BUT, I got a new camera and don't have a need for this one anymore. It is in MINT CONDITION. Really, I have taken impeccable care of this thing and it doesn't have a scratch on it. I still have the original box with all manuals, battery charger and software. It also comes with the EF-S 18-55mm f/3.5-5.6 IS lens.

$425.00

Leave me a comment or email me if you are interested or have any questions. Thanks!

(update: For those who have asked: I got the Canon 5D Mark II. Sweetness in a box I tell ya! I wanted a full frame sensor as well as HD video capabilities. I was ready for an upgrade and this one does not disappoint.)

30

2010-04-24T00:27:00.003-06:00

I know, I know, I haven't blogged all month. Things have been a bit crazy around these parts! But I couldn't let the month go by without a little documentation. April is my birthday month.

And yes, I had another one.

I have officially entered a new decade of life.

I am 30.

And so far so good.

(although, I think I'll still try and claim 25 for a few more years. Shhhhh, don't tell!)

Just some thoughts

2010-03-30T22:59:00.005-06:00

Today was one of those days where you just have to laugh and say, "Bring it on!" Both the girls are sick and Rod has been out of town. Makes for an interesting experience for mom. Sick days do have their little perks though. We relax, wear our pajamas, eat lots of popsicles and get to snuggle a lot. I find myself slowing down. I need to do more of that. It's good for me. Well, today amidst the endless bathroom runs and Dora episodes I found myself thinking about goals and dreams and life. I had a few interesting experiences last week that have made me stop and think about the person I am and want to be. Those little self evaluation moments are good for me too. I think it's easy to forget about those personal goals and aspirations when personal time seems to be so limited these days. I thought it was just "the young mom" time of life but I look at my own mom and she is wild, crazy busy and I just don't think it's going to slow down depending on our age or "season" of life. All of this thinking reminded me about a talk that I recently heard from Sister Dalton of the General Young Women Presidency. She talked about "returning" to the things that matter most. My cousin Brit recently invited me to be a part of a healthy/fitness blog and I shared these thoughts with the girls over there. I make some references to healthy living but I wanted to include it on this blog for my own records.

Many of you are familiar with the words and inspiring thoughts of this amazing woman.

She has inspired me on numerous occasions (she's also a marathon runner and that in and of itself is inspiring) but I wanted to share a simple little thought that hit me smack dab in the forehead the other night when I had the chance to go hear her speak up at BYU-I. To give a little background here, Sister Dalton is the General Young Women’s President and was the one to include the value, “VIRTUE” in the Young Women theme. Every second Sunday in my ward our YW girls come into Relief Society for opening exercises. We all say the theme together. There have been a few changes in the theme since I was a young “YW” girl but I’m catching on! I am very grateful for Sister Dalton’s wisdom in adding “virtue” to the values. I have two little girls and don’t think it’s at all too early to pray that they will make good choices and stay “virtuous and lovely” as they grow up in this world surrounded and saturated in immorality.

Sister Dalton said that there are many who have made mistakes and have struggled with this value. She ever so humbly told each of the thousands of people in that big auditorium that night, that she and her YW presidency are teaching and lovingly inviting, “A Return to Virtue.” Just because you’ve messed up, doesn’t mean you’re a lost cause.

She also told a simple story of how she had encouraged the YW girls to read from the Book of Mormon every single day. One day, she went into a restaurant and could see a group of YW girls sitting in a booth in the corner. For some reason, those YW were avoiding Sister Dalton’s gaze. Sister Dalton walked over and started talking to them and asked about how they were doing in the challenge to read from the Book of Mormon every day. The girls were embarrassed and told her they hadn’t been doing as well as they would like to be doing.

Sister Dalton said, “Hmmmm, well, have you ever forgotten to brush your teeth before you go to bed?”

The girls of course responded, “Yes.”

“Well, just because you forget one night, does that mean you don’t ever brush your teeth again?” Sister Dalton asked.

The girls laughed, “Of course not!”

Sister Dalton reminded us that just because we get off track one night doesn’t mean we’re a lost cause.

Now, how on earth does this relate to our healthy living blog? Well, for me, the “smack in the forehead reminder” was to quit saying, “I’ll start again on Monday.” How many of you guys say that when you get off track with your workout or healthy eating plan? I swear I am the QUEEN of that statement. What’s so great about Monday anyway? If I don’t brush my teeth on Wednesday I would NEVER say, “Well, I screwed that up. Guess I’ll start again on Monday.” :) If we get off track, make a mistake or forget our goal, we should start again NOW! In the very moment we realize we are stepping further away from our goal, we need to get back on track. Just as Alma taught, “Do not procrastinate the day of your repentance…” We shouldn’t procrastinate in regards to those things that we KNOW are going to make us happy and keep us feeling great. Why wait.

Sis. Dalton talked of a, “Return to Virtue" and of a, “Return to Reading Your Scriptures.” But our “Return” can be anything that we would like it to be.

*Return to Healthy Eating

*Return to Regular Exercise

*Return to Setting Goals

*Return to Routine

*Return to Date Night

*Return to Personal Reflection/Study Time

*Return to More Meaningful Prayers

*Return to Optimism

*Return to Church

Ultimately, our greatest “Return” will be to our Heavenly Father. Someday, we will all “Return to Him.” He has made it possible for all of us to do so.

So, my challenge to all who read this is to think of what it is that you would like to “Return to” and then….make it happen.

He will help you.

Utah

2010-03-22T22:55:00.003-06:00

Last weekend was one of those weekends where the schedule just seemed to work out so well for me! I was so excited that one of my favorite photographers was teaching a photoshop class Thursday night and then another one of my fav's was giving me a free Q&A with her on Friday. The "Photoshop class of Awesomeness" (really, that's what it was called) was SO GREAT! I went with my friend Stephanie B and we had a great time. I learned lots of great new tips and tricks and am anxious to try all the cool stuff out.

Thanks again for all of you who voted for me for Brooke's giveaway. Because of you, I was able to meet with her on Friday for a couple hours and learn a bunch of great stuff! It was also so fun to run into old high school friends and get reacquainted.

After all the photography fun was over my little fam went to Ogden and spent a few hours at the Treehouse Museum and then we took the girls to stay, for the very first time, in a hotel. (ooh, ahhh) They LOVED it! Absolutely loved it.

Hallie and her love of crafting.

Love this shot. Rod is keeping himself entertained in the background. The girls were entertained for hours.

"Smile Samantha......or not."

The queen...

...and her princess.

She loved the babies. Although, she kept trying to put that plastic bandaid over this poor baby's neck. Apparently she felt there was some sort of neck injury??

Swimming at the hotel.

The girls were GREAT travelers. We let them pick out whatever treat they wanted and the "pink milk" and candy necklaces made them smile all the way home. Sometimes they are so easy to please. (sometimes)

He makes me laugh. What do ya think? Could the white house use him?

"Well Hello Spring"

2010-03-16T21:27:00.008-06:00

These kept staring me in the face all day. I prevailed against them!

And decided I had better go put these on,

...and do a little of this. OUTSIDE!
(the first "outside" run of the season must be documented)

The girls LOVED playing with them.
(their cute little friends)

And Sam is welcoming Spring with open arms!
(aren't we all?!)

Kindergarten

2010-03-14T22:19:00.003-06:00

I registered her for Kindergarten.

And she is so excited!

In our school district they call Kindergarten registration, "Kindergarten Roundup." All day Hallie kept asking me when it was time for, "Kindergarten Round-off." (She has been working on her round-offs at gymnastics so I'm sure that's where the confusion came from).

I'm excited for her too.

Thanks! (and rss stuff)

2010-03-01T10:34:00.000-07:00

I just wanted to give a shout out "HooRah" to all those who voted for me in Brooke Snow's photography mentoring contest. I'm so sad I didn't win but I am also humbled because of all the nice emails and comments that came my way from people who took the time to vote. There were over 7000 votes that came in and I was in the top ten so, that makes me feel like I had a lot of love sent my way. Man I have great friends! So, thanks.

Also, my little voting poll about blog email updates shows that some still really want email updates and some are happy using the RSS feed. So, if you currently are getting emails from me and are an RSS lover, please leave me a comment that tells me you use the RSS and I'll take you off the email list. If you're not on the email list, and want to be updated that way, leave me a comment or email me and let me know you'd like to be put on the email list.

AND, because this little girl makes me laugh, here is a picture from last night. I pulled out all the 4T clothes and Sam found the infamous Superman PJ's that Rod bought on a whim one day when he was probably tired of playing princess and make-up. ;) Sam has taken a liking to the blue pj's and insisted they would look "perfect" with a little ruby slipper flare. Now she can click her heels together AND use her cape to fly over that rainbow!

Have a great Monday!

Will you help me?

2010-02-23T08:27:00.000-07:00

Once upon a time the above boy, bought the above girl.....

a camera.

A love affair began.

.....with the camera, of course.

Dear friends,

I am in the running for an amazing mentoring opportunity with the fabulous Brooke Snow. She is the one who took the above picture. She is an extremely talented photographer and is offering an opportunity for one lucky person to sit at her feet and soak up all her photography knowledge!! There are almost 100 people that have signed up to be the *lucky* one BUT, the lucky one can be me if I get enough votes. The way this works is simple:

Go over to her site HERE and click on my name. At the bottom of the poll, click VOTE. Only one vote per computer. That's it. Easy peasy. (and you can spread the love to any of your friends or family to head on over and vote too. That would be fabulous!)

Now, you may be saying, "Why should I vote for you?" Let me say this:

Everyone in the entire world has been blessed with talents. Everyone. We've all been given some sort of gift to share with somebody else. I have been the recipient of these gifts my entire life. My dad has a beautiful singing voice and growing up he'd sing to me and with me. My mom (although she doesn't admit it) is an artist. She made the best looking "vote for Kylene" posters for me in high school! She sews and creates like none other. She wrote to me every single week on my mission (that's a talent don't ya think?!). My older brother knows a computer like the back of his hand. My younger brother is such an entrepreneur. He was selling ice cream to the neighbor kids when he was 6! My sister is smart and athletic. I have friends who I could listen to play the piano all day long. I have a cousin-in-law that is the most amazing record keeper on earth. My sister-in-law knows sign language. My daughters can make people smile. My father-in-law built up a company out of nothing and now employs hundreds of people. My husband is compassionate. He discerns the needs of others and meets them. My grandma is in her ninety's and still takes care of apartments and is learning to play the piano (that thought alone puts a smile on your face). I have friends who are writers, performers, singers, and musicians. I have friends who motivate me, teach me and inspire me. I have friends who are great listeners. All of these things are talents and were given to us to help each other. A great singing voice wouldn't matter much if there wasn't anyone to sing to or sing with. Being a great letter writer wouldn't mean much if there was no one to send a letter to. Being able to make others smile wouldn't matter much if there was no one to smile back. Building up a company wouldn't matter much if there was no one to work in it or to benefit from it. Playing the piano just for yourself would get dull if there was no one to share it with. And, a beautiful picture taken from even the best photographer in the entire world, would only mean so much if there wasn't someone to look at it.

Talents were given to each of us, to help and lift each other.

I like to take pictures and I know that someday my girls will really appreciate the memories that I have managed to capture. I do want to improve my skills and Brooke has a talent that she is willing to share with others. I am asking you to vote for me. I would love this opportunity.

love, Kylene

ps. don't worry, I still love the boy better than the camera. ;)

Who me??

2010-02-21T21:55:00.000-07:00

I had some delicious dessert today. And for good reason too! I am a bit stressed. You see, I think I may have spoken too soon when I boo hooed over my release from my Relief Society teaching calling.

I got a new calling today.

Which explains why I am stressed.

Which brings me to my dessert.

.....Would Gospel Doctrine Teacher stress any of YOU out???!!!

Yikes!

(I think I shall go cry a bit)

YAY for today! {..and Valentine's recap}

2010-02-19T10:43:00.001-07:00

Rod has been gone for way too long....

His travels for the past 10 days have included the above arrowed places.

I know huh! I should have been with him as he visited all those neat places!

But alas, we have two beautiful little girls that need their mama. And that is just the way it should be in this season of my life. :)

I look forward to when we can take the girls with us to see these amazing places. I was talking to another mom the other day at gymnastics. We were talking about how young kids just don't realize how great they've got it living here in the United States. We may have major issues with our government but I really do believe that this is a promised land. I shared with this other mom a few little things that had happened to me on my recent jaunt to Mexico and how every single time I travel, I come home with a renewed appreciation for my simple life and for the land that I live in. I know that Rod feels the same way. I want my kids to understand and appreciate all the good that surrounds them. Sometimes visiting other places can do that better than a picture or a textbook. I know that it sure has done that for me. My conversation with this mom continued and she shared with me some struggles she is having with her teenage boys. I could almost *feel* her frustration. I've thought about our conversation a few times since then and you know what keeps coming back into my mind?

Elder Uchtdorf's talk entitled "Two Principles for any Economy."

If we teach our kids to work, and teach them to always be learning, they will contribute to society and not expect a handout at every corner. I love that his talk is entitled, "....for ANY economy," Not just ours. I talked to a young girl in Mexico who gave me a brief rundown of their school system and I could hardly believe it! It is so very different from ours here in America. Whew! I could go on and on but I'll save that post for another day. ;)

Anyway....you should read that talk. It's great.

Moving on to Valentines day! Most couples had romantic dinners and lots of sweet nothing's whispered in their ears but....not me. No, no, this isn't a "boo hoo woe is me" post but Rod was traveling so that really put a damper on the whole lovey dovey holiday. BUT, he was so very sweet and arranged for flowers to be delivered on Saturday.

Very pretty. Very thoughtful.
{I love him}

And before he left he gave me this lovely heart monitor watch. I thought that was sweet considering Valentines is a day full of hearts and all. :)

AND, he managed to find a MAC counter in Vienna and told me he has a little surprise for me when he gets home. Lovely.

Now, onto the girls. They had some cousins over on Saturday and we made a big batch of sugar cookies and spent the afternoon decorating. I KNOW we had more sprinkles end up on the floor than on the cookies but they had a great time and I didn't mind the mess.

(I'm loving the random roller skate on the table)

Hallie and Sam both love anything girly and pink and sparkly and have wanted some clip on earrings for a while now so I thought that would be a perfect little Valentine gift. BUT, for some reason, I only gave them their little Reese's Pieces heart chocolates and didn't pull the earrings out. They were SO excited over the Reese's that I didn't even bother with the earrings and decided to just save them for Easter. (I think I would have been content with just a Reese's Pieces heart too! I love those things. Yum.) I hope you all had a great Valentines.

(Rod is on a plane flying home this very second and I am so excited he will be home.)

YAY for today!

8 things that crossed my mind today....

2010-02-11T22:33:00.001-07:00

Numero Uno. I really want to blog about our Mexico trip but haven't made time to sift through my pictures. I did want to share one picture of the Domes that are being built over there. They look awesome. The trip was great. I was humbled....once again.

Number 2. I really want to read this book. It has been sitting on my shelf for months....
Number 3. I want one of these bags. When we were traveling I decided I needed a bag that would hold my camera gear AND the Mac. This one looks lovely.

Number 4. This movie was on at my mother-in-laws house the other day and I had forgotten how much it makes me laugh. I thought about it today and laughed some more. I like this scene. I like Deb's side ponytail. I like the song they play during this scene. For real. I do.

Number 5. I was tired of half of my blueberry muffins getting stuck in the paper baking liners (even after I sprayed the darn things with cooking spray) so I invested the $9.99 for these Wilton silicone liners. They are great! I love them and the girls love to eat their little snacks out of them too. (They also make some that are shaped in hearts. Fun for V-day)

Number 6. For those who have asked how I curl my girls hair (since we obviously can't master the sponge curlers!!) I use my ghd straightener to curl it. It works SO well. Best straightener and curling iron I've ever had. I use it to curl my hair too and it is awesome.

Number 7. Rod and I started this. We get up way too early to fit it in our day but we've been doing it! We tease each other that it is our "date" since the day to day hectic schedules and endless traveling makes it hard to spend a lot of one-on-one time together. Oh, and I am sore ALL THE TIME. (Thanks Tony Horton)

Number 8. I got released this past Sunday from my teaching calling and am sad about it. I know it is "time" and that I had been there for a while but I loved that calling. I loved teaching. I will miss it. Boo.

Good Intentions

2010-01-24T19:11:00.000-07:00

I have them.

Really I do.

I have these ideas and goals and I am great about keeping a journal and writing things down. But something seems to always poke its head into my great master plan and make these desires of mine so much harder to implement.

I think it's called....

LIFE.

Some days are simply going to be better than others. I was reading the Ensign during a brief moment of quiet time and came across two quotes that reminded me very quickly that ups and downs are part of the Lord's Master Plan. And even if I don't include those disappointments on my "to-do" list, they are necessary and essential for my own personal growth.

I needed this reminder. Especially on the day that they came.

And especially today.

Remember my word for 2010? It is "Organize." I have been trying harder than ever to organize my days. This includes deciding when I will get up in the morning, what we will eat for each meal, what time of day to exercise, study, ready scriptures, etc, etc. I am making greater efforts to make Saturday nights a time to prepare for the Sabbath. Last night I was trying very hard to make sure kids were bathed and rooms were picked up and my meal plan for Sunday was in order. In my attempt to save some time Sunday morning I asked Hallie if she wanted to put curlers in her hair so that her hair would take little time to do the following day. To make a long story short, we put curlers in, she slept, she woke up, we took the curlers out, she look darling, and.....started to cry.

She didn't like her hair.

I kept telling her she looked beautiful and that we needed to hustle to get to church on time. (remember I fly solo every Sunday morning so each moment is precious in terms of being on time for me) She cried and cried. I tried to console. Didn't work. The clock was ticking. Somehow I managed to get it all together and we were about ready to walk out the door when Hallie looked in the mirror one last time and started crying again. Now, I KNOW this isn't a big deal, but for some reason, it was the straw that broke the camels back for me. I wasn't mad. No. I was simply, "tired." I was tired of the complaining. Complaining over hair, outfits, shoes, meals I put on the table each day. I was tired of asking time and time again to pick things up, to set the table, to "talk nice." I was tired of ungrateful attitudes, I was tired of the feeling like, "jump higher mom, higher" AND I will say it and some of you may even gasp at this one but I have to say it. In this moment I was tired of doing Sunday mornings by myself. (gasp, heart attack, breathe!)

I also know, this is a bad attitude.

I also know I need to change it.

I text Rod and told him what was happening at our house and within minutes he was home being the super parent. He talked to Hallie. He told her about being grateful and threw in a little lesson about repentance. Hallie apologized and we managed to make it to the last 2 hours of our meetings. It was a great meeting. I'm glad I didn't throw in the towel and give up because of those silly curlers. I would have been the one to miss out.

Elder Packer said,

"It was meant to be that life would be a challenge. To suffer some anxiety, some depression, some disappointment, even some failure is normal.

Teach our members that if they have a good, miserable day once in a while, or several in a row, to stand steady and face them. Things will straighten out.

There is great purpose in our struggle in life." -Boyd K. Packer

And Elder Maxwell said,

“One’s life … cannot be both faith-filled and stress-free. …

“Therefore, how can you and I really expect to glide naively through life, as if to say, ‘Lord, give me experience, but not grief, not sorrow, not pain, not opposition, not betrayal, and certainly not to be forsaken. Keep from me, Lord, all those experiences which made Thee what Thou art! Then let me come and dwell with Thee and fully share Thy joy!’ …

“Real faith … is required to endure this necessary but painful developmental process.” -Neal A. Maxwell

Yes, today was a bit discouraging. Yes, I had a minor breakdown. Yes, I will have days of discouragement but I am so grateful for these two little quotes that made their way into my mind today. And more importantly, for those two little girls that keep me hopping and learning each and every day.

(And I'm grateful Elder Packer reminded me that I am normal)

Happy Sunday to you.

Story Time

2010-01-20T15:14:00.000-07:00

Right now in this moment, my girls are both happily napping. This sort of things doesn't happen very often now that Hallie is 5 and, "doesn't need a nap" (she reminds me).

Before this afternoon's nap, I told the girls chapter 2 of a story I started yesterday (yes, my bedtime/naptime stories have chapters and I make them up as I go). This afternoon, after the story, I heard the girls breathing louder.... and deeper.... and I knew they had drifted off into the, "land of nod" (Rod and I had read in Moses that morning and the land of Nod is the first "land" that came to my mind as I created our newest story time adventure). Now, I'm not super creative but my girls sure think my stories are great. I'm so glad they think so. One day I know they'll be too big or too "cool" for stories at bedtime but right now, they LOVE them. Most of mine include fairy dust and some sort of trip to get fingernails painted and make-up done. The girls are usually the main characters and sometimes I pop into a story or two myself. Today's chapter included magic chapstick and each time we put it on and licked our lips we'd taste our very most favorite treat.

Hallie's favorite: Oreo cookies
Sam's favorite: Pink Birthday Cake
Mom's favorite: Strawberry Smoothie

I love the moments when I can see, through the glow of the night light, their smiles grow bigger and bigger when they love a particular part of a story. I love when I get them giggling so hard that they ask me to "rewind" the story and tell them that part again. I love this stage of life. I love their innocence...and love for girly things like flavored chapstick.

Thanks for another great story time girls. I will get busy and think of chapter 3.

Love these two.

Money well spent

2010-01-15T11:18:00.000-07:00

Out of all the Christmas loot, Sam has taken to the $2.47 lip gloss and eyeshadow from Claire's with the greatest passion.

(I find her like this regularly)

BirThdAy giRl

2010-01-12T21:57:00.000-07:00

Today was HER day. When the partying and cake eating and present opening were all said and done she hugged me and said,

"Mom, I think you are such a great human."

Thanks hon. I'm so glad you think so.

2010 Word

2010-01-03T18:24:00.000-07:00

I am so inspired by so many of your "words" for 2010. I have never done this before but decided that I wanted to have a word too. I have been thinking about this for a few days now and even had a nice lengthy discussion with my husband about it on our date last night. He was laughing at me and even threw out a few ideas of his own. BUT, today I was completely inspired as I sat and listened to the lessons given in Sunday School and Relief Society. The discussion in both classes made mention of goals/resolutions/commitments/etc. I, like many of you, LOVE the new year feeling of starting fresh and resolving to be better. As I sat in church today I thought of my pantry (I know, I know, my mind was wandering a bit) but the reason I thought of it was because on January 1st I cleaned that bad boy out and MY goodness it feels good to have a clean pantry! This made me think about other areas of my life and how absolutely GOOD it feels when things are in their proper place.

Choosing just one word is a hard task but here it is in all its glory!
Like it?

I sure do.

It encompasses so many areas of my life. It is a word that can keep me on track. It is a word that can remind me about "every needful thing." Sometimes I get so distracted and neglect the things that are the most needful. I learned this principle of organization very well in the mission field. (remember those awesome blue missionary planners??) I loved that while serving we would have these planning sessions and we would fill up those blue planners with plan A and plan B and sometimes even plan C! But the important thing was, we had a plan, we were organized in that plan, and miracles happened.

Now, I don't have those stylish blue planners in my life anymore but just like I would plan out my day and pray over that schedule so hard every single night, my days don't have to be any less organized or any less likely to be full of miracles now! I really think that organization is the key. If I have a plan, I am much more likely to get results AND I am much happier. And even better, if I include the Lord in my organizing, there is no doubt that great things can happen. Remember when He organized the world? He said that there was, "matter unorganized". He had a plan to make it organized. Sometimes I feel like my life is a little bit like ,"matter unorganized." But, with His help, it can become a life of order.

Now, just like I threw out expired cans of soup and stale crackers from my pantry, there may be things in my life that I just need to throw out to help me in my quest for organization. I am still evaluating in this department but I am excited for the task and for the goal to be more aware and in tune with the most needful things in my life.

Happy New Year to you all and cheers to organizing...{the needful things}.

Money Tree

2009-12-31T14:23:00.000-07:00

When I was younger my parents would tell me that, "Money doesn't grow on trees." For Christmas this year my siblings and I decided to put together a money tree made especially for dear mom and dad. The reasons for doing so are as follows:

Years and years....and years ago, when I was probably 6 years old, a lovely little commercial was constantly being played around the holiday season. It was a commercial that encouraged young little kids to call Santa. Of course a commercial like this had my brother Ben and I staring at the TV with stars in our eyes! What were two little Santa loving children to do?!

Call, of course.

Call, many, many, many times.

At almost a dollar a minute this added up very quickly. When my mom got the bill she was stunned...then perplexed....and then.....very, very MAD.

We laugh at this little event every single Christmas but back then, when money was so very tight, a 200 dollar phone bill from the North Pole didn't do much to help the parents get into the Christmas spirit.

This year we decided to pay my parents back and so, the idea of our money tree was born. Underneath the tree, we had a little picture of us kids sitting on Santa's lap those many years ago. On the branches, we tied dollar bills and included this poem.

1-976-Santa

A long time ago when we were really small

We were watching TV and the man said to call

1-976-Santa was the number he told

ask your parents if you're under 18 years old

So we dialed the number on our telephone

And got connected to Santa at his North Pole home!

Requests were made, Ky wanted a doll

Ben, a GI joe, but that wasn't all

Santa kept us just a talkin' as the minutes rolled by

Ho, Ho, Ho he said, with a twinkle in his eye

We hung up the phone and continued with our day

Until we forgot some things we wanted to say

So back to the phone we pressed on the dial

"Well, Hello," Santa said, again with a smile

At a dollar a minute Santa kept the conversation going

We were innocent kids and had no way of knowing

We hung up the phone completely satisfied

Til mom got the bill and wanted to cry

"What on earth is this?!" she asked her young ones.

As she pulled out her wooded spoon to spank our little bums

We dodged the wooden spoon, Twas the "season" after all

But we learned a good lesson, to ask before we call

So these many years later we present you with this tree

And hope that you'll accept our apology

Merry Christmas

love,
Ben, Ky, Derek, and Tyra

I hope you all had a good Christmas! Santa sure remembered me this year....probably because of our long phone chats back in the 80's. Tough to forget the kid that calls you 30 times. ;)

Merry Christmas!

2009-12-23T21:29:00.000-07:00

The Reason

2009-12-21T21:22:00.000-07:00

{I love this picture}

I am so excited for Christmas this year. Yesterday was one of those Sunday's that flooded every single part of me with the Christmas spirit. My husband conducted yesterdays meeting and before he announced the program he shared a few thoughts about the winter solstice. As many of you know, that is today. Today is the shortest day of the year. Today is also the darkest day of the year. Rod reminded us all that it's interesting that just days after the darkest day of the year, we celebrate the greatest "Light" ever known to man. Rod and I were asked to play the part of Mary and Joseph for Primary sharing time. I don't know why the whole thing was so moving but something about testifying of the little Christ child and playing as though I was Mary had my emotions like nothing ever has before. We watched "The Nativity" as a family last night and I was once again reminded of the real "reason for the season."

I am so thankful for Him.

So, I, like many of you, am still hustling and bustling (finally got the Christmas cards mailed out today) to get all those last minute details completed. Neighbor gifts are almost all handed out, most of the presents are all wrapped. Letters to Santa have been written and I actually bought myself a new pair of shoes today and had Hallie wrap them up and put them under the tree. The fridge is plastered with Christmas cards (I love mail this time of year) and the Christmas songs are still going strong. We are still baking (and tasting) all the good foods and treats that accompany the holiday and we are looking forward to family visits. The Nativity display hasn't been broken into a million pieces (just one wise man lost a hand...thank goodness for super glue) and the stockings are hung and ready to be filled. The Christmas smells still make me close my eyes and remember Christmas time back home and all the good memories that my parents created for me. I hope to do the same with my little family. But, in between all the holiday madness, I'm doing my very best to do more than just reflect. I want to do more than just pause for a second or two. As I played my little role of Mary, all decked out in my lovely blue Moroccan smock (thanks to the husband) I found myself really *feeling* the true spirit of Christmas.

I hope you all feel it too. :)

Christmas Grahams

2009-12-14T07:55:00.000-07:00

My creative, talented friend Toni is at it again! She has designed these ever-so-cute candy bar wrappers and turned them into Christmas Grahams. What is a Christmas graham you say?! Well, go HERE and read about what they are and how you can help in this great cause. I had a few made up for the ladies who work at Dome with Rod. They turned out so cute! You can personalize the message on the front and the back. These would make great teacher gifts, co-worker gifts, primary teacher gifts, or they would even be fun to personalize and put in your kids stockings. Toni does ALL the work. (shhh, that is the part I like the best!) She can mail them to anyone, anywhere in the U.S. Hurry and put your orders in and send a Christmas Graham to someone you love (and help out the salvation army in the process)!

First Class

2009-12-08T19:04:00.000-07:00

My husband does a lot of traveling. Recently, he received an email from Delta informing him that because he spends so much time on an airplane, he now has a new status. The status of "Platinum." I don't really know what this new status means for him except for that occasionally he will get to ride first class. He actually had his first, "first class" experience a couple weeks ago when he went to Romania. I teased him about it a little but honestly, I like knowing that when he's traveling that far and for that many hours that he gets to experience a little bit of luxury.

Why do I tell you this?

Well, a few days ago, he received another email informing him that he was eligible to upgrade to a first class seat on his next upcoming business trip. When he told me, he had that little boy excitement in his voice. I laughed at him again and simply said with a smile, "Watch for the young moms."

Why would I tell him this?

Well, every single time I hear of someone riding first class, I am reminded of the one time in my life when I rode first class. This is what happened.

5 years ago on a very cold, windy, December morning I boarded a plane headed for Indiana. In my arms was the most beautiful little treasure I had ever known. 6 weeks earlier, I became a mom. Now, most of the time when a new baby is born, proud grandparents are some of the first to swarm the hospital room. My situation was a bit different. When I had Hallie, my parents were serving as Mission Presidents for the LDS church in Indianapolis, Indiana. I remember holding Hallie in that hospital room, with Rod sitting on the side of the bed, and making a phone call to announce to my parents that they were now Grandparents! It was an exciting day. A very exciting moment.

Now, because my parents had never met their only grandchild, the anticipation and excitement for my arrival to Indiana was HUGE! We were beyond excited. I was nervous about flying with an infant but knew that we'd be protected and that there would be people all around to help me if I needed it. I walked onto the plane with a little pink bundle in my arms and found my seat. Not more than 5 minutes later a man tapped me on the shoulder and said, "I'd like to switch seats with you. My seat is up on row 1 in first class." I immediately protested his idea and told him I couldn't take his first class seat. He wouldn't take no for an answer. He just looked at me with his kind eyes and said, "Merry Christmas."

I thanked him over and over and proceeded to take his first class seat. I remember looking out of that airplane window, holding my new little baby, and blinking back tears. Sure it was a small gesture from this man. Not a big deal at all to some. But for me, it was special. It meant a lot. I had a wonderful flight, Hallie was a gem (the leg room was awesome) and the treatment was perfect.

This man has probably forgotten giving up his first class seat, but I will never forget his first class act of service, for me.

So, just as I told Rod to, "look for the young moms," we can all look for opportunities to serve this season. It might be to the older widow at church that simply needs someone to tell her she looks nice that day. It might be the lady at the check out who needs someone to wish her a Merry Christmas as she works long retail hours. It just might be your spouse; it might be your child. Whoever it is, they need YOU. I'm convinced that first class service brings about first class blessings.

Go ahead, try it. The seats in first class are nice.

Giving Thanks

2009-12-01T09:06:00.000-07:00

You know what? I have loved hopping around the blogging world reading about all the great things people are thankful for. It has made me think about my own thankful list and all the good people that are on the top of that list. I’m one lucky girl. We had a great Thanksgiving weekend in Utah. A few highlights:

New Moon on Wednesday night.
3 things I liked:
1. Charlie. I’ve always been a fan.
2. Jacob did not disappoint.
3. Mike Newton cracked me up in the Punch Face scene.

3 things that should have been different.
1. More Volturi and scenes of Italy.
2. Edward got his pants kicked in the Volturi scene. Isn’t he suppose to be like, wonder man of the world?? He should have prevailed here.
3. Alice’s vision of Bella becoming a Vampire (the whole theater was laughing AT that part). A little too much cheez whiz. Should have left that out.
4. Edward. Oh Edward. Three letters for you. W.A.X.
5. I’ll stop here…

Thursday. 3 highlights
1. Thanksgiving feast is always such a feast at my mom’s. Both of my parents are fantastic cooks (yes, my dad is amazing) and this meal did not disappoint.
2. Watching “White Christmas” with the family. Hallie loves this show but can’t sit still while she watches it. She must dance and move to each song. I think she broke the record for most handstands performed in an hour and a half.
3. Cranium. I love games with my family. I know I will never live down, “Takin’ Care of Business.”

Friday. 3 highlights
1. Spending time at Grandma Call’s. Dad and Rod put up her Christmas lights.
Grandma’s awesome plastic nativity set. I love that thing. I never remember her NOT having that displayed at Christmas time.
2. Seeing my dear friend Brittney! Love her, love her, love her.
3. Pickleville Christmas. Go see this. Hallie absolutely loved it. (although I had to convince her over and over….and over and over that Zippy the elf is not on the naughty list because he said suck. Hallie is very concerned about Zippy’s status with Santa).

Saturday. Three highlights
1. Rod and I went to the temple and did Sealing’s Saturday morning. It was a tender little morning for me. We were married in the Logan Temple and I sure love that place. I don’t know why my emotions were so close to the surface but I think it may have had to do with the feeling of thanksgiving that surrounded me all weekend. I loved how the Sealer thought we were newlyweds and even had us kiss across the alter. ☺
2. I loved the group we were with. One woman and her husband were doing the Sealing for her uncle and there was something special felt as that ordinance was performed.
3. The door to the room was cracked just a tiny bit and from where I was sitting I could see out into the hallway just a tad. A little lump jumped up into my throat as I saw three little girls all dressed in white be brought up to be sealed to their parents. They were three of the cutest little girls I have ever seen and I felt something sweet as they passed by that door.
4. And just one more…..I surely married up. There is something about kneeling across from him that makes me all gooey inside. I'm so thankful for him.

I hope you all had a Happy Thanksgiving.

(My friend Toni sells this turkey pattern in her Etsyshop. Great idea for next year!)

Bigger pictures part 2...and two turkeys.

2009-11-20T11:15:00.001-07:00

Okay, for those who are "scared" of html code in any way, shape or form, here is another easy way to get big pictures on your blog. When you are in your photobucket account, after you upload your picture, when you drag your mouse over the top of it you will see this:

Instead of copying and pasting the html code, just copy the "direct link" info instead. Then, go to your normal blog post and click just as if you were going to post a regular picture. Instead of clicking on "browse" to find your picture on your computer, just paste the "direct link" info into the URL slot on the right side. Click upload. Walah! Make sense? You can do it!

AND, because every post is a lot more fun with a picture, here are my two little turkeys! We made these hats yesterday. (they insisted we make them "girl turkeys")

Gobble and Gobble.

She makes me laugh

2009-11-17T17:51:00.000-07:00

*I love how every morning she snuggles up next to me and asks me if I'll make her, "brekbust." I don't know why but it makes me laugh.

* She makes me laugh everytime she calls syrup, "Surbutt." (I just can't bring myself to correct her yet.)

* When I'm upset at her for something, she breaks out into song because she knows it makes me laugh. Today, through her tears, she serenaded me with the days of the week. "There's Sunday and there's Monday...."

* After gymnastics she informs me her leotard gives her, "a wedgie." It makes me laugh.

* Sometimes when we are outside and it's windy, she has to hold onto her ponytail because she's afraid it will blow away. This one always makes me laugh.

* I don't usually buy "orange chips" (aka. Doritos) but when I do it is a real treat and Samantha has to carry them all around the store. I can't put them in the cart. As soon as I have paid for them, she has to carry them out to the car. This makes the check out lady laugh.

* When I ask her who she is going to marry when she grows up, she says, "Daddy." It makes me laugh....and I think it's pretty sweet.

Thanks for making me laugh Sam Bam.

BIG pictures and blog templates

2009-11-15T18:01:00.000-07:00

Getting bigger pictures on your blog is really quite simple. I promise it's not as complicated as it looks. The first thing you need to do is pick an image hosting site. There are quite a few of these out there but the two I see the most are Flickr and Photobucket. I use Photobucket so these instructions are for that. All you need to do is create an account (it's free) and you are ready to go. There is more than one way to do this but this way is quick and easy and less intimidating than some of the other ways. Here we go:

Upload the photo you want to use by simply clicking on the button that looks like this:

After your image has uploaded, click on the button that looks like this:

Find your picture then put your mouse over the top of it. A picture like this will show up underneath it:

Put your mouse over the html portion of the code and copy it (command C) and then go to your blog post and click on the "edit html" tab. It looks like this:

Once you are in your html tab just paste the code from Photobucket (command V). Then go back to the "Compose" tab and WAHLAH! Bigger pic's. Easy peasy.

Now if your picture isn't centering the way you'd like you may need to go back to your html code and type the word "center" in between these little arrows < > before and after the paragraph of picture code. This will center your photo. If it centers your text as well, all you need to do is highlight your text and click the left paragraph button on your toolbar. It is this one:

Then, you'll have BIG centered pictures and normal text.

Okay, onto blog templates. My blog template is called Photoblog II and I got it from a site called:

http://www.ourblogtemplates.com/

There are a lot of 3rd party blog templates out there and you just need to sift through them and find the one that fits your style. I found with my other blog layout that I rarely used my sidebars. This new template doesn't allow for sidebars but sure makes a great layout for showcasing photos. It just depends on what you like. My template has a lot of features that I'm not using yet. Someday I hope to make the time to play around with it a bit more but for now, I love how I can make my pictures stand out. If I don't want bigger pictures, I can still use the traditional blogger photo upload. When you look through the different blog templates you will see a "download" button. When you find the one you want, just download it and save it to your computer. Then go back to your blog and click on the "Layout" tab. Here you will see the option to "edit html". Click on Edit HTML. It looks like this:

After you click on edit html, you will see this:

Click the Browse button and find where you saved the 3rd party template and then double click it. Click upload. Your new template should upload within a few second. You can click preview to see if it's what you want before you save it. If you like it, click save.

There ya have it!

I hope this is helpful. Good Luck and feel free to email me if you have questions.

Photography info

2009-11-13T08:35:00.000-07:00

I have had a few of you ask what type of camera I use and also, what I thought about the photo class I took a few months ago. Here are my thoughts:

First, I shoot with the Canon Rebel xsi. It has been a WONDERFUL camera to learn the basics with. If you are just starting out and are wanting to get your first SLR, this is a great one to get your feet wet. Canon has come out with a similar upgraded version of this called the Canon Rebel T1i. This one has video capabilities whereas mine doesn't. You can compare the two on Canon's website. If you are ready to make the switch to an SLR camera, I would recommend that you learn how to shoot in Manual Mode. Learning about aperture, ISO, and shutter speed will make such a difference in the overall quality and look of your photos. So often people make the investment in a great camera and then stick the setting on AUTO and never fully understand the capabilities that their camera has. So, if you get a sweet camera, learn how to use it. :) Nikon is also a trusted camera brand and they put out great products as well.

Now, my class. I took a photo class from the lovely Brooke Snow. I took her basics class. I had been reading online and in books about how to use my camera to its greatest potential. I wanted to sit across from a pro and ask questions and see if what I was doing was correct. This experience allowed me to do that. She goes over step by step about the different modes on your camera and how they all work together to create great pictures. She also teaches about composition and how to use natural light. If you don't know anything about shooting in Manual Mode, I would highly recommend this "basics" class. Brooke is a fantastic teacher.

That being said, if you understand these different modes I would recommend holding off on her basics class and perhaps sign up for her advanced class. If I had to do it all over again, I think I would have gotten more bang for my buck had I taken her advanced class. If you're not ready to take a class (or can't afford it), but would still like to learn a few basic tips and tricks, I would recommend buying the book, "Understanding Exposure" by Brian Peterson. I have this book and noticed that a lot of what Brooke went over in this basics class is in this book. There are different exercises to help give you more experience shooting things that perhaps you wouldn't think to shoot on your own and I love how the author tells you exactly what lens he used and what settings he used to achieve the different looks in his photos.

Editing: My editing program is Photoshop CS3. I like to digital scrapbook and Photoshop is a great program to work in. A great, less expensive editing program is Photoshop Elements.
I have never used Photoshop Elements but I have many friends who do and really like it. A website that I love and have learned A TON of editing tricks on is iheartfaces.blogspot.com. Check it out. You'll love it (and learn a lot!).

If you have opinions and insight on different SLR cameras feel free to share. Tell us what you have (or what you wish you had) and why you like it.

I hope this helps some of you that are making your Christmas lists!

(ps. Many are asking about different blog layouts and how to make your pictures bigger on your own blog. I will post about that soon.)

Innocence

2009-11-07T21:58:00.000-07:00

I was staring at this picture today and wanted to share a few thoughts. This little girl recently had a birthday and she was so excited and as happy as can be over every little detail of the day. It was so fun for me to watch her as the day’s events unfolded. When all was said and done and I was tucking her into bed that night she put her arms around me and said, “Mom, today was such a happy day.” That made me smile.

Made me think about life’s simple pleasures.

I love her expression in this picture. She has wanted this Dorothy Barbie for months and months. If you push a little button on the doll's back, Judy Garland’s voice will sing, “Somewhere Over the Rainbow.” Hallie pushed the button over and over and over and I don’t think her expression ever changed. She was mesmerized. It was fun to watch. But more than just being cute and fun, as I stared at this picture today, it made me think of the innocence of these little children. I was reminded of the admonition to, “becometh as a child.”

This past week as I read the news I read so many disturbing things. So many killings, so much immorality...so much heartache. I read about a young man who got fired from his job for simply stating that homosexuality is, “bad stuff.” I obviously don't know this man but I was sure proud of him for saying what he said. It wasn't a finger pointing response at all, he simply stated that the action was wrong and that he wasn't going to acknowledge it as an acceptable practice. In a world where good is laughed at and punished, and bad is recognized as good, it's no wonder there is so much confusion around us. I'm grateful for the Family Proclamation and for my knowledge of the great plan. I am thankful for my little family and for our simple life. I know that someday, all too soon, my girls will be reading the headlines and have heavy hearts concerning all the suffering in the world.

I'm thankful they are young.

And innocent.

And for now....I'll let them think that life is as simple as ruby slippers and songs about rainbows.

Smithfield Mayor

2009-11-04T10:14:00.000-07:00

Thanks so much to everyone who supported my parents in their campaign! You can view the results here.

Somewhere over the Rainbow...

2009-11-02T22:35:00.000-07:00

...this little one LOVED Halloween.

Vote for my Dad.

2009-11-01T20:05:00.000-07:00

My amazing dad is running for Mayor of Smithfield. I wanted to remind everyone who lives in Smithfield to get out and vote this upcoming Tuesday, November 3rd. If you haven't registered to vote yet, you can register at the Smithfield City Office Building. You can vote at the Fire Station or at the Smithfield Armory. Polls open at 7 a.m. and close at 8 p.m. You can read about the candidates here. Please check out my dad's website for more information. He would make a fantastic Mayor.

He sure makes a fantastic dad.

Make-up

2009-10-26T09:51:00.000-06:00

I think every mom has had those moments where you're busy doing something and your kids are busy doing something else and you just keep a listening ear on whatever activities are going on. Well, the other day I was busy cooking dinner in the kitchen. My "listening ear" was turned on (sometimes I like to turn it off if the crying and fighting just gets to be a bit much) and the girls were playing great together. 10 or 15 minutes went by and I realized, I hadn't heard anything.....it got a little too quite...(you've all been there). Yes, I knew that somewhere in my house were two little girls wearing the mischievousness hat! I went from room to room, keeping very quiet until I finally turned a corner and found them. I had to hold back my laugh. I snuck and got the camera and took a few pic's of the scene.

Let me preface these pic's with a little info.

My girls LOVE makeup! Love it. Very much. Each time I put any type of lipstick, chapstick, gloss, anything on, I hear a little voice say, "Mom, can I have some lips?" If I say no then without fail, after my lips are glossed up, those little voices will say, "Mom, KISS ME!" They try and get some of the lip goodness on their lips one way or the other. Well, the other day I was searching for Halloween make-up and found some in a little baggie stashed away from last year. I did a quick inventory of what I had on hand and put the bag back in the drawer. I didn't even think twice about it. While I was out cooking dinner, my little make-up artists in training found that little bag. Looking back on the moment when I found the make-up in the first place I can now see Hallie's brain making a mental note of where to find some fun the next time mom was occupied. (little stinker!)

Anyway, I couldn't bear to spoil their fun and just took a few pictures instead. Sure love these girls....

If anyone needs their make-up done, I know two little girls who'd be happy to assist. ;)

Guess who's sick?

2009-10-23T11:11:00.000-06:00

It hit her yesterday. She complained of a tummy ache all morning. Then, she and I were just sitting on the couch when all of a sudden she said, "Mom, I have to throw up!" We RAN to the bathroom but lucky for me the garbage can was in our path because there is no way we would have made it to our original destination. I'll spare you the details but OH MY! Poor thing. We spent a lot of time hanging out together last night....

The. Whole. Night.

The dreaded swine flu has been making the rounds around our neighborhood and I was hoping (praying!) it would stay clear of our house. We took her to the Doc immediately and lucky for us he said she doesn't have swine flu. Or the regular flu (we did get flu shots!). She had a double ear infection and just a random bug. She is feeling much better now but whew-Y! I'm crossing my fingers Sam won't get it....crossing them really, really hard!

Has it hit you too?

Taylie Fundraiser

2009-10-12T17:06:00.000-06:00

I sit down with a humbled heart to write to all of you who helped with our fundraiser for Taylie. This past week, I read post after post about how this small effort has touched your life. I read posts that made me laugh and posts that made me cry. I read about young mothers who are experiencing cancer themselves. I admire your strength and courage. I read about parents who have lost children to this disease. I read about Grandma's who have had to watch their grandchildren struggle to live one day to the next. I read about wives who are trying to be the strong support that their husbands need as they too deal with the physical and emotional strains of cancer. I read about aunts, uncles, cousins, and friends who are all supporting Taylie in her battled with this disease. I also read about victory. About people who have beaten cancer and are doing all they can to support those who are trying to beat it too. From many, the underlying message of humility was shared throughout their posts as they commented on how blessed they were and how we don't need to look very far to find others who stand in need of our help. I would smile each and every time I read about how doing something as simple as posting a link made someone feel so good. It is inside each and every one of us to want to serve. To want to be good. To want to help. It's who we are and it is how we were made and no matter how big or small the act, it is recognized. The Master Teacher said it best when He taught, "...Inasmuch as ye have done it unto one of the least of these my brethren, ye have done it unto me."

Some of you sent me emails saying you went over to Taylie's website and donated immediately. Many commented that Taylie would now be in your prayers. I thank you for your kindness and generosity. Thank you so much to everyone.

I went and visited our generous donor this afternoon. I told him that 358 links were reported back to me (also, Kim Pence, who is in charge of Taylie's facebook group, said the group has almost doubled since we started this last Wed). I told him that 358 x 2 would be $716. He looked at me and said (with a HUGE smile on his face).....

"Great. Now let's double it."

Of course my smile grew a hundred fold and I didn't know what to say except for, "thank you" over and over....and over.....(People are so good!)

So, our grand total for our, "link for Taylie" fundraiser is: $1,432.00 (wow huh!)

AND, the winner of the black beauty is:

Brooke Sanders

Congrats Brooke!

(please email me at kylenesouth@gmail.com and send me your address so I can get your new purse sent off).

Thanks again for everyone's help and love.

Life is good. Very, very good.

A morning run and a little girl.

2009-10-06T23:14:00.000-06:00

The other morning I got up and went for a morning run. It was dark outside and cold and honestly I wasn't overly excited to be out hitting the pavement. This run was a bit different than my other morning runs have been lately. All summer, a couple mornings a week, I have gotten up early and ran with my friend Nikell. Since the weather has changed we've stopped our early morning runs so now it's even harder to get myself up and out to run. It's so much easier when someone is there to run with me. It's so much easier to have a friend at my side. I turned up my iPod and decided to make the most of it. I was into my run about a mile and a half when I just let my mind wander and I started to think about so many different things. It was really refreshing and nice. I thought a lot about my family and my girls. I thought about the silly, crazy, heart-melting things those two little ones say and do every single day. I caught myself laughing out loud a couple times. It was just such a lovely little morning. Every thought that was coming into my mind was full of happiness and hope for a great day. I was caught off guard when the thought of a little girl, I don't even know, crept into my mind. A few days earlier I had seen on two of my friends blogs a link to a website with the face of a beautiful little girl named Taylie. Taylie has cancer. I found myself running faster and harder.

I kept thinking about her.

I thought about her mom.

I don't know what it feels like to have a child with cancer. But I do know what it feels like to love a little person more than anything else in the whole world.

I have felt that feeling of true love many times over.

As I ran I wondered what I could do to help. I wondered how I could, "comfort those that stand in need of comfort." Sweat was running down my forehead and my pace began to pick up. I was getting excited about the ideas that were coming. I may not know her, but I surely could help her. I decided that I would create my own little fundraiser for this family. I asked around and found a generous man who said he would be happy to help. I told him I wanted to do something that would make more people aware. I thought that the more people who know, obviously the more people can help. I also wanted to do something fun, have some sort of giveaway or prize. He (this amazing man) said that he would donate two dollars for every single person who posts Taylie's link on their blog. Easy enough huh. All you have to do is post her link and then let me know you did. Just by doing that, you will be donating two dollars. Tell your friends to post it on their blogs, and tell them to let me know. If their friends tell their friends this little story will spread and the more people who know, well, the more people can help. They can donate or lend support in the ways that they can.

This morning run was one of my favorite runs. I didn't cross a finish line with cheering people. I didn't get a medal or a prize. No free T-shirt on this one. But as I made the turn at the end of the road, I now found myself running east. The sun always rises in the east. And this particular morning, as I made that turn, the sun was peaking over the mountains and it was breathtakingly beautiful. The run became easier as I enjoyed the sun rise. It made me think of one more thought. Life is easier, better, and brighter when we are running towards, the Son. We have challenges, we have hardships, we have things happen that we don't understand. But when we are focused on Him, even when it's hard, we can be assured that no matter how dark the night, the sun will always rise. Because of Him.

Oh, and the prize. This little beauty. Sheek. Stylish. Perfect for the winter months. Every girl loves a new purse right.

UPDATE: Okay, many are wondering how to participate if you don't have a blog. If you have a facebook account, link Taylie's website on your facebook page or join her facebook group and let me know. If you have a Twitter account, tweet away! Each link and tweet are worth $2. You just need to let me know about it so we can make sure we get it counted.

UPDATE #2: You can post up until midnight Sunday (October 11th) night. Please be sure to let me know what you've done so that we can get your efforts counted. Between facebook, twitter, and blog links we will figure out our grand total and post the results Monday. Thanks so much to all those who have helped. I've been humbled greatly this week as I have read about your different experiences and willingness to reach out to those who need help. Please continue to spread the word.

The way this will work is like this:

1. Link Taylie's website on your blog with any message that you'd like to about inspiring and helping each other. Somewhere, link to mine so others can let me know they are participating. This is how our money pot will grow. Remember, each link is worth 2 dollars.
2. Let me know you did it. You can leave a comment or email me. When I have your name, it will go in our drawing for the black beauty.
3. After this weekend, we will count how many people participated and I will get a lovely little (well, let's hope BIG) check and send it to the Abbott family.
4. Go hug your kids.

Welcome

2009-10-01T09:21:00.001-06:00

Welcome to “A Dash of Season”. My English teachers would probably think my blog title is grammatically incorrect but let me explain. My mom almost named me Season. For real. This is funny to me because had she done that, my monogram would now be S. S. S. I am glad she settled on the name she did. (….Although, if I ever write a book, perhaps Season could be my pen name. Hmmmmm, something to think about). Anyway, I really do like the different meanings of the word, “Season.” I love that I live in a place where I get to experience all 4 seasons. I love the newness that each season seems to bring and the way each one adds new characteristics to life. I also admit, I love the change of clothes (and shoes!) that come along with a season change. It always seems that when the weather changes, I am ready for a change too!

I’ve also always loved the verse in Ecclesiastes, “To everything there is a season…” It reminds me that when things are crazy and wild in my life that it will eventually pass and a new season will take its place. But it also reminds me to enjoy the season that I’m in. Not to wish it away and hope it passes quickly. There is goodness in EVERY season of our lives and there is so, so much goodness in this season of mine.

Season is a great word.

Now there is also another definition of Season that reads something like this:

“To lend flavor to.”

Simple enough huh. I have thought about this little definition a lot and have come to really, really like it. Each time I read a recipe that says, “season to taste” I know that I have complete control over that step. I can season it as much as I want. Just to my liking. A little dash here, a little pinch there. Personal blogs are a lot like that. We can add just what we want, when we want. I think that we all need to “season” one another's lives with the best seasonings around! Confidence, laughter, love, encouragement, etc. We can lend each other a little extra flavor that can help enrich our lives and make us better people. Blogs are a great way of doing that. Sharing our experiences with one another can do that. Sharing pictures and ideas can inspire and flavor our days. Sharing our hard times can even do that too. I hope I can season your day with all the good kinds of seasonings.

So, this is a place where I can keep some great memories documented for my little family as well as a spot where I can share some of my ideas and thoughts with you. You can think of this blog as a “season to taste” recipe. Take a dash of what you like.

"A dash of season". A dash of me.