Wednesday, April 22, 2009

Tea Party Anyone?

April 15, 2009, no I wasn't frantically trying to get my taxes in order...that was done beforehand. Okay, I didn't do them but my financial wizard,aka, my husband previously finished them. Instead I was frantically making signs. During naptime, I finished them. I woke my children, dressed them patriotically in red, white and blue, loaded them in the minivan and drove 40 miles to our capital building in Saint Paul. We marched, we cheered, we chanted "USA! USA! USA!". It was wonderful! Surrounded by families and people from all walks of life and circumstance. We celebrated our right to assemble, our right to free speech and our right to disagree with our government. There were Republicans, Democrats, Libertarians, Independents, and who knows who else. We were there together to protest, not the paying of taxes, but how our taxes (and the taxes of those yet to be born) are being spent. I am more than a little concerned with the ease that a 'trillion' here and there is being used when talking about money and spending. I am not blaming our current administration, nor the previous one; their hands were only the most recent to visit that cookie jar of irresponsible spending. I was there begging for Common Sense. (The name of my blog should have been my t-shirt logo). I want what is best for our country. I also think it would be fun to have a maid, a horse, and a Jaguar (the car, not the animal), the trouble is I don't have the money for these things. Yes, these are good things, the maid would help increase my time with my children (a very good thing). Guess what? I don't have a maid. There are certainly plenty of 'nice things' in the stimulus and budget. Until we figure out how to pay for them, we cannot have/do them. Simple math really. Yes, there is plenty broken in this blessed country. No one ever said it was perfect. It is an amazing place. Full of love, genius, service, charity, hard workers, and fallacies. I embrace it all. I love this country. I love that I could take my children to a protest with 10,000+ people, where there were smiles, hugs, freedom to speak our minds and concerns, no acts of aggression, yelling, or poor language. How disappointed I was with the news reports calling me a racist, calling me selfish, calling me an uneducated hick. In lieu of discouragement I felt empowered, I am empowered, I will continue to tell my congressman (whenever the courts finish deciding who that is) that I don't want wasteful spending. If I can tighten my belt, and be more conservative with my spending, then so can my government. Washington: be a help not a hindrance. Be an example. My kids can't take a toy from a store just because they 'really want it', they scrimp and save until they have the money. They earn it. May God continue to bless this great country. May we use the rights we have. The protest was a wonderful experience I won't soon forget and hope to repeat. I have definitely been inspired to let my voice be heard. Too long I have been silent.

Easter Sunday

The kids looked so sweet for Easter.

We had a special visitor come through the neighborhood...

Mackenzie was not too sure about the candy egg the Easter Bunny was offering. She took some plastic grass instead. E.B. was kind enough to place the egg on the floor for her to take (the floor is a bit less intimidating)! :-)

Sunday, April 19, 2009

Happy Birthday Mom!

Today is my Mom's birthday! She is amazing. I am the eldest of six children. I have no idea how she did it. She is incredible, I love the way she smiles, I love the way she laughs. I love the kindred spirit I have in her S.H.E. tendencies. I love the way she can sew anything we or she can dream up. I love her Sheep Herders Pie and Won Tons. I love when she plays Les Miserables songs for us on the piano. I love her flowers in the front yard. I love her rants. I love her dimples. I love her calligraphy and her addiction to Print Shop. I love her television and movie predictions. I love Veronica Mars and Everwood conversations with her. I love The Highwayman, Pirate Don Durk of Dowdee, and A Ballad of China, and Nancy Drew because of her read alouds. Schluck?! I won't go so far as to say I loved it, but I have vague good feelings about it, same with Spam. hmmmm. I love our late night talks. I love her foot rubs. I love that she loves Almond Joys (I share this love). I love that she is my mom. I love you Mom. Happy Birthday!

Katryn asked how old Gramma is. I told her and she said, "Wow, she must have been born in the 70's!" From someone who was actually born in the 70's...thanks a lot Katryn!

Sunday, April 12, 2009

He Lives!

I Know That My Redeemer Lives

I know that my Redeemer lives!
What comfort this sweet sentence gives!
He lives, he lives, who once was dead;
He lives, my ever living head!

He lives to bless me with his love;
He lives to plead for me above;
He lives my hungry soul to feed;
He lives to help in time of need.

He lives to grant me rich supply;
He lives to guide me with his eye;
He lives to comfort me when faint;
He lives to hear my soul’s complaint.

He lives to silence all my fears;
He lives to wipe away my tears;
He lives to calm my troubled heart;
He lives all blessings to impart.

He lives, my kind, wise, heavenly friend;
He lives and loves me to the end;
He lives, and while he lives, I’ll sing;
He lives, my Prophet, Priest, and King!

He lives and grants me daily breath;
He lives, and I shall conquer death;
He lives my mansion to prepare;
He lives to bring me safely there.

He lives, all glory to his name!
He lives, my Savior, still the same;
Oh, sweet the joy this sentence gives:
I know that my Redeemer lives!

He lives! All glory to his name!
He lives, my Savior, still the same.
Oh, sweet the joy this sentence gives:
I know that my Redeemer lives!

Text: Samuel Medley
Music: Lewis D. Edwards

I will take this Easter Sunday as an opportunity to share a portion of my personal testimony of Jesus Christ. He is my Savior and Redeemer. He knows me personally, He knows my potential, He loves me. Jesus Christ is the literal Son of God, he lived on this Earth and was our perfect example. I was baptized my immersion by someone who had the priesthood and the authority because He was. He showed me the way and continues to show me the way. I love my elder brother, Jesus Christ. He broke the bonds of death, and because of this I can live eternally with my family. He inspires, He comforts, He blesses, He teaches, He helps, He loves. I love Him and try to honor him by being a Christian in the verb sense. I know that I am NOT perfect, He loves me in spite of my failures and weaknesses. He only asks that I take His name upon me, as a 'Christian', continue to remember Him, and keep His commandments. I am overwhelmed that He died for me and my sins. I share this testimony of Him, in His name, Jesus Christ, Amen.
Happy Easter!

Monday, April 6, 2009

A Day of Firsts

Friday, April 3rd was balmy and beautiful, Minnesota-wise. It was mid 40s. So I did what all desperate Minnesota moms do, took the kids to the park to enjoy the 'warmth' and sunshine. Fortunately, I thought to bring the camera and happened to catch a first for each of the kids...

Nathan: First time down a slide.

Mackenzie: First time down a 'big kid' slide alone.

Lindsay: First time climbing such a tall rock climbing wall.

Katryn: First time going all the way across the monkey bars.
Great job everyone!

Below are random cute pictures from that day. It is not my fault kids are so cute. :-)

Sunday, April 5, 2009

Beauty and Power

March 9th was quite stormy most of the day. We went for a drive in Haliewa, the rain finally stopped, the sun broke through the clouds and the resulting light over the ocean was quite ethereal. I didn't even ask Eric to turn around and park so I could take some pictures. He read my mind.


Uncle Jason with Nathan.

Aunt Michelle with Nathan.

We were able to spend some time with Jason and Michelle while we were in Hawaii. These are a couple of pictures of them 'practicing' for their big day... ;-)

(Drum Roll) Dum DuDu Dum, Presenting...

Victoria Elementary's Artist of the Month, Katryn! What more is there to say? She is very talented and has a real eye for color and her use of space. Congratulations sweetheart!


Lindsay is our family magician. Whenever it is cold outside she offers to turn on the fire with her magic. This morning was a bit chilly so she did her magic for us. An hour later she was too hot so she asked if she could turn off the fire with her magic words: Abracadabra Alakazam please turn off fire BAM! BAM! BAM! (The bam, is quite loud) As usual, it worked beautifully! (One of us acts as an 'assistant' and stands subtly in front of the switch to activate it on que, without the knowledge of our magician)

Sadly/humorously/ironically Mackenzie (just turned 2 in January) figured out what the mysterious light switch near the fireplace was for months ago...She ran for the switch to take her 'magic' turn! Magic for her entails turning on the switch then standing in front of the fire and saying abracadabra! We utilized the great diversion technique and got Lindsay out of the room. Mack took her turn, and all remained well in the world. Magic still intact.

Thursday, April 2, 2009


Nathan had been sleeping pretty well the last month or so, then we went on vacation. We get home and he starts waking up every 2 hours again. It was time for the tough mom to come out. I let him cry himself back to sleep. I just sit outside his door and cry with him. Night 1: 40 minutes, Night 2: 10 minutes, Night 3: 34 minutes, Night 4: 0 minutes! He also goes down for his nap without so much as a whimper! His bedtime routine is a book (he loves 'Snappy' pop-up books), a bottle, I sing I am a Child of God and carry him up to bed. Nate just gives me a sweet, tired grin and goes to sleep. AAAAAHHHHH. He sleeps from 10:30 til 5:30. Now I just need to convince him to sleep just a tad longer. What a sweetheart! Good Night and Sweet Dreams my sweet baby boy!

Wednesday, April 1, 2009

April Fool's

Mother Nature please let this be an April Fool's Joke. Can't you read the calendar? It is officially Spring! No more snow. Just please let the tulips grow.