tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-50003441109734092732024-03-17T15:40:30.438-06:00My Adventuresadventuregirlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06905401351986124345noreply@blogger.comBlogger324125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5000344110973409273.post-74332675721789260552024-03-17T15:39:00.003-06:002024-03-17T15:39:43.532-06:00One Month Later<p> Its amazing to me how easy it is to let 'just one time' escalate to more than that. Such is the case with the blog. Things came up in the time I had to do it and so it didn't happen. It was way easier to let it slip than to keep it up, but here I am hoping to try again. Plus the last month has had some great times that I need to write about.</p><p>Probably most importantly, Kylee turned 12! Its so crazy I have a 12 year-old but we have been anticipating this birthday for almost a year so its time to be 12. She decided to pierce her ears and so I went to my first tattoo shop with her and got it done. They did a great job and they seem to be healing really well. It was fun to do something with her that she has been looking forward to for quite awhile. I think she loves her pierced ears. She also is now riding in the front seat whenever she can. This is an adjustment for me since I now sometimes need the seat empty for her, she can see the speed I am going, has access to the music, and is right there next to me. For her actual birthday she wanted everyone over for dinner. She opted to have taco salad since Jason and I said we could not make tacos for everyone. It was so great to have everyone around. I acquired a new kitchen table earlier that week and it gets big and my family lovingly obliged and crammed everyone around the table. It was crowded but it was AWESOME!! I loved that conversations, the laughter, the tightness, but mostly that we were together. Together is an important thing to me and I love that it happened. I don't regret buying my table at all. I wish I could sell the other, but we will get there. So, we had taco salad dinner and then we had crock-pot cake. I made a triple batch. A double for my regular crock and then a single gluten free one in the small crock. It was so good. I feel so blessed to have family close and that we want to be together. Its fun to see the kids play with each other and have aunts and uncles they know and love.</p><p>Just a little about Kylee. This past year has been a tough one for her. She started middle school which she has really enjoyed. However, during sports she started having chest pain, she still has constant headaches, and she developed a huge cyst on her eye. These things have led to many doctor appointments, x-rays, scans, and not a whole lot of answers except that she seems healthy and for the cyst just be patient it will go away. Well, even over 4 months for development of these things we still don't have a lot of answers. The cyst is smaller and is going away. We are looking into therapy for anxiety to see if that is what is triggering headaches and chest pain. We will see its a journey and though there are rough patches she is handling things really well for being 12. Yep, there is still attitude at times, and there are moments when we both wonder if things will ever be better, but they are. She loves serving in her yw class. She is the 1st councilor and she loves planning activities and hates giving lessons and talks. She has a good group of friends at school. She loves attending the temple and her friend Tori Jacobson has been amazing at getting her there often. Its a challenge for us with so many younger kids, but have helped us so much. Kylee still loves dancing her own style and way. She loves to have music and audio books constantly around her. She loves her siblings and enjoys being with them. She has tried tons of things at school. She does well in her school work and is really a wonderful girl.</p><p>In other news, Tia and Kylee both had music concerts in the last couple weeks. Kylee had her second 6th grade band concert. She did a good job and it was fun to watch her. I don't think she will continue to play the flute and that kind of makes me sad but its been fun to watch her perform and learn something new. Tia had her 4th grade music concert. It was really good. She got to play the drums and she did well. I love watching her sing and do things she loves.</p><p>We are still in swimming lessons. Everyone is getting stronger and a little better every session. Kade and Abby are really starting to get their roll overs and they love, love swimming. Kylee loved being the best in her class this last session. It will be interesting to see what her and Tia think of being in the same class this round. Tia has made some new friends in her swim class and though she likes swimming I think she is loving the social aspect of swim, just being with kids who want to play with her. I know they are getting stronger because last week we rode our bikes to church. We did it to help our kids be able to sit better through stake conference and to help with parking. Elder Stephenson came and spoke, so that was a real treat. The kids didn't get to meet him because we didn't think of it soon enough, but I think it was a good day anyway. The kids rode all the way there and all the way back without any real issues. It was a push for the twins but they both did it!</p><p>Life is busy and good right now. Tia has a new medicine that as of right now seems to be working just right. I feel so blessed because things weren't right and I just kind of wanted to blow it off as her, but it just didn't seem right, so I reached out to the only doctor I could get a hold of (our pediatrician retired. its very sad) and she blessedly was able to get me an appointment with Dr. Meng who I really like and he did some talking and helped us out. We tried one thing and that didn't work and so we tried this other and I feel like it works. I am so glad we got that appointment because it is so nice to have our Tia back and I think she's glad to be back.</p><p>Life is one grand adventure right now. My kids today were asking how many miles we have on the van and I looked down and it was like 239,500-ish and I could help but smile and think to myself yep, 239,500 miles of adventure. We have ups and downs. Mothering at this stage is interesting and I am not sure how I am doing. I haven't 'played' in a long time with a child because the twins have had each other and love playing with each other, so I have to relearn how to do that with Hope. I am trying to parent pre-teens, and pre-schoolers. They all have different needs and levels that they need things. Its tricky to find what I need to be and to be it. But I keep trying and hopefully it all works out. It hard but I still love being a mom. I love that I get to be fully in this role and don't have to worry about work. I feel so blessed to right here right now.</p><p> </p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEgfMAla4oQIAZ45sEXT1QoT9rOuX4tir2gKG3Q46B5j7aILhpLSWLhhnyPHI1vFwS0Ncv0BmkQO12tpwAKPYvUQSUgSL6Gta7Uy-DrqBCNshdmsYG7sCL82d_ARGvBvk1zzpczxK6uuwPwyOpg1pOCkCXIvZSk6ncg3Bi-D4JFLH_ob6IUkH1l70R-Oa7s6" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img alt="" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEgfMAla4oQIAZ45sEXT1QoT9rOuX4tir2gKG3Q46B5j7aILhpLSWLhhnyPHI1vFwS0Ncv0BmkQO12tpwAKPYvUQSUgSL6Gta7Uy-DrqBCNshdmsYG7sCL82d_ARGvBvk1zzpczxK6uuwPwyOpg1pOCkCXIvZSk6ncg3Bi-D4JFLH_ob6IUkH1l70R-Oa7s6" width="180" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Getting it done.</td></tr></tbody></table><div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEiRG24vUQfX84nKtBve9KoUAk4kDdL0lOjFOe-wb9bJs13wI0h6CfR4Wa1hB3btEErb2ix4-OUEjsrzVVWX_lp6iV0sYZ2B0Zhekpfa43lXOPMrJsCDaY3xT6ifGRdEFSXGwYt4vv1FwAHhLpjnhtmBcTdxEVjTBrqGCu8RSG_zvXH9kJNJcyKiMFcpid-N" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img alt="" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEiRG24vUQfX84nKtBve9KoUAk4kDdL0lOjFOe-wb9bJs13wI0h6CfR4Wa1hB3btEErb2ix4-OUEjsrzVVWX_lp6iV0sYZ2B0Zhekpfa43lXOPMrJsCDaY3xT6ifGRdEFSXGwYt4vv1FwAHhLpjnhtmBcTdxEVjTBrqGCu8RSG_zvXH9kJNJcyKiMFcpid-N" width="180" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Kitt watched the kids when I went to Kade's IEP. I came home and my heart leapt with joy at this sight.<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEgTVoH0egygGDNvqyR_LrLFDyISX4JqTnAZpQ6cWF6dEeDGlSTJ_H0zv9QAEdvrK2os2PCWdp5kjXFeFP1cMkiGoK7BXC_WwgIXmDTl8pvSsTyMERDL7HZzB6oSyW6wmmznuCRaGEC-ZdiFZG_qmPiaztnY7z_oOu0QOMUMqTdEZtZvKsPe83qgcWIrNQei" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img alt="" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEgTVoH0egygGDNvqyR_LrLFDyISX4JqTnAZpQ6cWF6dEeDGlSTJ_H0zv9QAEdvrK2os2PCWdp5kjXFeFP1cMkiGoK7BXC_WwgIXmDTl8pvSsTyMERDL7HZzB6oSyW6wmmznuCRaGEC-ZdiFZG_qmPiaztnY7z_oOu0QOMUMqTdEZtZvKsPe83qgcWIrNQei" width="180" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Tia on the drums</td></tr></tbody></table><br /></div>adventuregirlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06905401351986124345noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5000344110973409273.post-8598838750720996532024-02-18T14:33:00.003-07:002024-02-18T14:33:26.018-07:002/18/14<p> The sickness from last week is still lingering around here. We for the most part all feel well, but have a cough at night or I still have some cold like symptoms going on. It is a real doozy of sickness. I can't remember the last time I really had a virus last and last like this. Plus, on Monday night I was helping Abby dry off after swim and saw that her eye was red and had a booger coming out of it and so I went to wipe it and she was like "NO! It hurts." I was like crap, we have pink eye. Luckily/Blesssedly I had some drops from another bout we had with this and so I didn't even have to argue with a doc to get drops I could just use them right away. So, she had to miss school Tuesday, but she was well again for Wednesday. </p><p>I did parent teacher conferences this week. They actually went really well. Kade is doing well and knows a lot of his sounds. He doesn't have a desire to write them and can't really name them, but he can make the sounds. Abby is kind of the opposite she loves to write her letters and can identify quite a few by name and knows a few sounds. Their teacher says they are both Kinder ready. Tia is doing well. Math is kind of her thing right now. She works pretty diligently at it and seems to get it. She is doing really well overall and seems to be making progress in all areas which is what we want.</p><p>This weekend has been a much need break from school. I am so excited that we don't go tomorrow either. Friday me and the kids met up with Kitt, Jay, and Hugh and went swimming. Friday was cold and gray, so it was so nice to get out and do something. Gaupo had the afternoon off, so he helped the kids with video games and things in the afternoon. Then he and I went to our wards adult night where we had potluck pizza and visited. It was pretty fun. We didn't stay too long, but we had a good visit and enjoyed being there. Yesterday, Kylee, Tia, Kade, and I went ice skating. Abby did not want to go and out of the dread of her crying the whole time we were there for the 3rd year in a row, Gaupo stayed home with her and hope. The others and I had a great time. Kade is pretty darn good. He spent some time getting his bearings using a walker but spend about 30-45 minutes on his own skating. He did great. Tia and Kylee are getting the hang of it too. Its just a little tricky when you only go once a year to get real good at it. Then last night we hosted a wiener roast. I have wanted to do a winter one for a few years now and this year was the year. I really enjoyed it. I wished I could have had a bigger fire longer, but you know its tricky with not wanting it too big but big enough and eventually we do have to let it die down. We had the Blaylock's and Bryce's over. We went through a ton of food. We ate 19 hotdogs, 11 polish dogs, 16buns, 2 bags of chips, 1 bag of mallows, 2pkgs of graham crackers and 1+ bags of chocolate. The crazy thing is all of us had lunch and we didn't eat that late. I guess it was the cold and food and company. Winter fire is a lot of work because all your winter gear gets smoky plus the fire needs more fuel because you want it warm. But honestly, it so great with the dark and the cold and the fire. I would do it again, but I don't know that it will happen real soon.</p><p>I am blessed with a great group to call family. I love the time I get to spend with them. I spend more time worrying about these people than they will ever know, but I sure love them and want what is best for them. </p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEil8m-OgsznmQ5D9JSTh2W5kjUVHpwKtSzZVxCgwPlNOirhR1ykmVpvejHsdmJ4d1ihu_cSeGvswfh2MFctCCIXU7DDwiZMmd9dw-6KzmYg-aBAy2h9L3H2O0Gb1xMboA2wWoNSc80FCNrg1cNOYZww64aZOzOI3TFwF7O6ayMMIIyrmrQP8yc9BvC35QPo/s4032/IMG_8713.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEil8m-OgsznmQ5D9JSTh2W5kjUVHpwKtSzZVxCgwPlNOirhR1ykmVpvejHsdmJ4d1ihu_cSeGvswfh2MFctCCIXU7DDwiZMmd9dw-6KzmYg-aBAy2h9L3H2O0Gb1xMboA2wWoNSc80FCNrg1cNOYZww64aZOzOI3TFwF7O6ayMMIIyrmrQP8yc9BvC35QPo/s320/IMG_8713.JPG" width="240" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"> Sometimes Hope just gets tired at lunch. She feel asleep and didn't even flinch when we put the pretzel in her mouth.</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Kylee skating</div><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEja9rcQ-twOLh9UjLp2aK6lrt8ZrfkO1mlkAD9pUb3YN_H_KjN09gHCZtUI3A0TGjfQxuQW5qvQdN6LbROclRng0G44l0PS2YMSLmU4fZfq6T3vLT41ZH4fVlO4Gk8S8-wa5uzVH875lNRzppP800Bl3NWGXEQVdFftqIrr08ID-RXwdeops1WTHziKAMIU/s4032/IMG_8722.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEja9rcQ-twOLh9UjLp2aK6lrt8ZrfkO1mlkAD9pUb3YN_H_KjN09gHCZtUI3A0TGjfQxuQW5qvQdN6LbROclRng0G44l0PS2YMSLmU4fZfq6T3vLT41ZH4fVlO4Gk8S8-wa5uzVH875lNRzppP800Bl3NWGXEQVdFftqIrr08ID-RXwdeops1WTHziKAMIU/s320/IMG_8722.JPG" width="240" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Kade with the walker</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgx282LshcYwRLp3IVejVYqOVM104igyWHwHY7KXOw69NYG2e3X-_eatulKN97blr5Jc44xHyaMulw_YFxJc_dHQAprypFuTCRJHq3m6fFRzNYwgt9sW5Rw7eAdunfDvPLg_nEkFBPfn-xFjjaVSwGyzYoHjwxfHxMikinBb88UD83YUVBkax9ASfgrcdzb/s3088/IMG_8723.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2320" data-original-width="3088" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgx282LshcYwRLp3IVejVYqOVM104igyWHwHY7KXOw69NYG2e3X-_eatulKN97blr5Jc44xHyaMulw_YFxJc_dHQAprypFuTCRJHq3m6fFRzNYwgt9sW5Rw7eAdunfDvPLg_nEkFBPfn-xFjjaVSwGyzYoHjwxfHxMikinBb88UD83YUVBkax9ASfgrcdzb/s320/IMG_8723.JPG" width="320" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Me and Kylee at the rink</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjIF-jN7zvKt373n2fIt1xVHStk1Hf1_ARCBspR69Jza3aJxjZcrxwzs2lYkuVAVjKdhyphenhyphensOY5hAcvxV33VroDZ0_0pdQxe4wWkzKRBXrydqrUwbM6IbBvmbAPFcNHW0WIBOg1cCJW11sv4S6V1tT3JD5OgQj6twASrjMlzqsXLifhmEy7qXQg7V5qMcSPA_/s4032/IMG_8724.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjIF-jN7zvKt373n2fIt1xVHStk1Hf1_ARCBspR69Jza3aJxjZcrxwzs2lYkuVAVjKdhyphenhyphensOY5hAcvxV33VroDZ0_0pdQxe4wWkzKRBXrydqrUwbM6IbBvmbAPFcNHW0WIBOg1cCJW11sv4S6V1tT3JD5OgQj6twASrjMlzqsXLifhmEy7qXQg7V5qMcSPA_/s320/IMG_8724.JPG" width="240" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Kade all on his own.</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiuXwdztlxyJH02cLMsmpWtC0PBXYStTf9rMXj5yDkaVUeaTvHlfxN3ahuFlADKxrHdYfBKOijcFVFvFyFr3d2TONOVu8NodhVp_4zN1nS4zK4yhfo3v82iNkfLiC_epwM_iUWEcAGVZWMREAuoiz9OhcI6bP7GyD6LEV8cU-6U1keLMu4TP3dEQ3km0tZb/s4032/IMG_8725.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiuXwdztlxyJH02cLMsmpWtC0PBXYStTf9rMXj5yDkaVUeaTvHlfxN3ahuFlADKxrHdYfBKOijcFVFvFyFr3d2TONOVu8NodhVp_4zN1nS4zK4yhfo3v82iNkfLiC_epwM_iUWEcAGVZWMREAuoiz9OhcI6bP7GyD6LEV8cU-6U1keLMu4TP3dEQ3km0tZb/s320/IMG_8725.JPG" width="240" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Tia</td></tr></tbody></table><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgEjZD6LGvnnnW2jXUY88JNBKk1ZaOODhbhoarvzh1S0UDlLDs6S25mPF2v8tFjEli6ehSRCzNpXxTxZG8lr954Km-THDNRqYR2I6fbx9kcgkh2mcaaFFLdEPGMQCqpf-3XZ77YMvvyHz3vh7NSVGiwZjYJAW-BuvCMKQdkHuw8QvgZVz7rw_ti0Q24nsYA/s4032/IMG_8729.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3024" data-original-width="4032" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgEjZD6LGvnnnW2jXUY88JNBKk1ZaOODhbhoarvzh1S0UDlLDs6S25mPF2v8tFjEli6ehSRCzNpXxTxZG8lr954Km-THDNRqYR2I6fbx9kcgkh2mcaaFFLdEPGMQCqpf-3XZ77YMvvyHz3vh7NSVGiwZjYJAW-BuvCMKQdkHuw8QvgZVz7rw_ti0Q24nsYA/s320/IMG_8729.JPG" width="320" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Hope, Gaupo, Jack and Jay</td></tr></tbody></table><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCSDUMUSG50PJMm5s-qYzSnlgC19yD5nvI4JD5z7kSao2dnuyNRvlQ0IUZZ7ezP1-qZl9FJGUBbAd40eFl9RnoViTahKNOVSy0dy4hMFTO4mdYpkoHVJm-hgviGWaFu7wo5EIV4osuhH8fBg7vwU8nPG6a7CGUCUsGb-LV_BaUppe07qvL-qaB2WzBHxKm/s4032/IMG_8730.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3024" data-original-width="4032" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCSDUMUSG50PJMm5s-qYzSnlgC19yD5nvI4JD5z7kSao2dnuyNRvlQ0IUZZ7ezP1-qZl9FJGUBbAd40eFl9RnoViTahKNOVSy0dy4hMFTO4mdYpkoHVJm-hgviGWaFu7wo5EIV4osuhH8fBg7vwU8nPG6a7CGUCUsGb-LV_BaUppe07qvL-qaB2WzBHxKm/s320/IMG_8730.JPG" width="320" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Tia and Roxy by the fire</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi1a2FzwEKmak9GSxGvzDdqDgTUfgETgFejPR7UMQ43QPrIGiivJLXuQPAVL0T-QWHv08gwSdEXsxLxWp2uuLdxjdCGc6a5vFhgH2I2AXuN60tlHy4yJtrQTEZJZWoTfWjUj2pyMVY5lsSUw_hKY51nulidVacMK9jfmJwtxnYVfLX8O9k-JJl_B4DMi893/s3088/IMG_8731.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2320" data-original-width="3088" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi1a2FzwEKmak9GSxGvzDdqDgTUfgETgFejPR7UMQ43QPrIGiivJLXuQPAVL0T-QWHv08gwSdEXsxLxWp2uuLdxjdCGc6a5vFhgH2I2AXuN60tlHy4yJtrQTEZJZWoTfWjUj2pyMVY5lsSUw_hKY51nulidVacMK9jfmJwtxnYVfLX8O9k-JJl_B4DMi893/s320/IMG_8731.JPG" width="320" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Me at the fire</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><p><br /></p>adventuregirlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06905401351986124345noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5000344110973409273.post-67115849871407413432024-02-11T14:56:00.003-07:002024-02-11T14:56:57.806-07:002/11/24<p> I don't remember why I didn't take a chance to write last week, but man was it tempting to skip again. I guess it just shows that consistency is key to making good habits.</p><p>Nothing real exciting is happening around here right now. Kitt came over on Monday to just hangout. That was pretty fun. Jay did not want to take a nap and so sadly a lot of naptime Kitt had to spend wrestling him to see if he would fall asleep. However, we did cover a bunch of pretzels in chocolate, so we have been enjoying ours all week. Tuesday night was a combine youth activity to kick-off the new year and introduce the new youth. I got to introduce Kylee. It was pretty fun to watch Kylee that night. Somehow she was invited by the deacons to sit in front with them, so there is Kylee in the middle of this row of boys just loving life. Then after the activity she tried playing keep away with them. Kylee is not super aggressive, but she had fun and they kept letting her play. Maybe your wondering where the other young women were. Well, during the activity they were by their parents in the second row opposite from Kylee and after I have no idea they kind of disappeared. I am glad Kylee could enjoy and have fun on her own.</p><p>Wednesday night was swim lessons. All the kids currently have them on Monday and Wednesday evenings. Everyone is improving and it makes everyone pretty tired which is great. Thursday I woke up with my throat hurting. I was going to go to the doc but ultimately decided that it wasn't strep so there was no point. I was right its not strep, but I am still sick. Its been a nasty cold/flu virus. It has been the most rough for sleep because my legs have just ached at night. Also, I am not the only one sick which is a bummer, but hopefully by this next weekend we will all be better so we can enjoy the four-day weekend.</p><p>Kylee taught in YW for the first time this week. I think it went pretty well. She was grateful for the adult leaders who chipped in with answers since the young women in her class are pretty quiet. I think over all she felt pretty good about it.</p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQIU4kx2iYvk31sCG1__yU1Baqweo96vXAjvICievDiowMU4hLzfOpHrIY-QY6pVysa9AcatsVKCwzKKaW_KwFeXJbPsAv08D9mq9ay8U7YbunNKbmn8kIIWeiMP75NJFb1fVCO7pYcZBPmfBb9121R1zgQOsNHHq_zXXhLHregQ9gJDPeiu439T3hVb0V/s4032/IMG_8684.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQIU4kx2iYvk31sCG1__yU1Baqweo96vXAjvICievDiowMU4hLzfOpHrIY-QY6pVysa9AcatsVKCwzKKaW_KwFeXJbPsAv08D9mq9ay8U7YbunNKbmn8kIIWeiMP75NJFb1fVCO7pYcZBPmfBb9121R1zgQOsNHHq_zXXhLHregQ9gJDPeiu439T3hVb0V/s320/IMG_8684.JPG" width="240" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Roxy, Tia, Betty, Allen,Kade, and Kylee with the snowmen they made last weekend</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgA1qxMYRGKQe1YB8Ska1EibsbkSec1t9w6weLxaEXkPC0e4D3drONTuhaUqz_nqwRwylMgttXVmMD3UqwMyOUsIJCzAtWzxxlWcI8Z73ZNaLn3IGz1fHSh0-Bw1tppqdCjusy3W5yCVxVUZkaKxre4a77jurCHKervGAHw5AfdX7HsFgIP6wRCIQFRfMKS/s4032/IMG_8697.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgA1qxMYRGKQe1YB8Ska1EibsbkSec1t9w6weLxaEXkPC0e4D3drONTuhaUqz_nqwRwylMgttXVmMD3UqwMyOUsIJCzAtWzxxlWcI8Z73ZNaLn3IGz1fHSh0-Bw1tppqdCjusy3W5yCVxVUZkaKxre4a77jurCHKervGAHw5AfdX7HsFgIP6wRCIQFRfMKS/s320/IMG_8697.JPG" width="240" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Abby and Kade having a tea party</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg0iXoavK9BGcpelQIk4WnxgEgfqkemwm_tMGUsJc8_1iTfryCfMNl1vhMsmsv6D2gkxLkMgSZtug5MA05hyAuGUoLCMK2Sj0aEhgNrxU7gH1qrKW0E6BKeN8KqAxH3L1uMCatgadmpo1IJUHfeCDxiGCyeADlPJZWwWFjj4AB8MBemY15kYJASf3RFSPq2/s4032/IMG_8701.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3024" data-original-width="4032" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg0iXoavK9BGcpelQIk4WnxgEgfqkemwm_tMGUsJc8_1iTfryCfMNl1vhMsmsv6D2gkxLkMgSZtug5MA05hyAuGUoLCMK2Sj0aEhgNrxU7gH1qrKW0E6BKeN8KqAxH3L1uMCatgadmpo1IJUHfeCDxiGCyeADlPJZWwWFjj4AB8MBemY15kYJASf3RFSPq2/s320/IMG_8701.JPG" width="320" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Abby and Kade coloring this branch with chalk</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><p><br /></p>adventuregirlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06905401351986124345noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5000344110973409273.post-6628357537834339132024-01-28T15:06:00.002-07:002024-01-28T15:06:40.643-07:001/28/2024<p> Hi Grandpa,</p><div><br /></div><div>This week was pretty calm compared to the previous couple of weeks. We had no scheduled doctor appointments, so during the day Hope and I were kind of home. We didn't exactly stay home as we went and did a couple of ministering visits and watched basketball games for Kylee, and then Tia did end up needing a doctor appointment, but Jason took her. The sickness has been at our house again. I think Kade might have caught the cold but hopefully it is almost out of here. </div><div><br /></div><div>This week had a couple special events. First, we went to see a therapist on Monday to see if maybe Kylee has some anxiety that is causing her chest and lung pain. It was pretty darn bad appointment. The therapist pretty much told us there was nothing she could do to help us. She made me feel really uncomfortable and was just kind of weird. Needless to say, we aren't going back there. We haven't given up just yet. I have a couple more to try, so we are hoping that they go better and that maybe we can find someone that gets us.</div><div><br /></div><div>Friday we went to Kitt's house to soak up some time with her and her boys. It was so nice to just hangout and not have any pressing things that needed to be done. Everytime I visit her I am so glad to have sister close to just be with.</div><div><br /></div><div>The next special event was yesterday when Kylee and I went snowshoeing with the YM and YW. We went to a place called Red Rock Lake. We went with a very experienced guide and he was able to make hike just the perfect doable amount for the kids. I think some could do more, but some were done and so I think it was a good match. The views were beautiful and the wind blessedly died down, so it was a beautiful day to be out.</div><div><br /></div><div>Then the other great news is that my parents came to visit. I am kind of bummed I don't get any alone time with them, but at least I get to see them. They are staying with Jack and his family. We had pizza and hung out last night and then today we are going over for dinner and company again. Family is such a blessing. I feel so grateful to be part of such an amazing one. </div><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgLls1BaWI1eKvMXlwJo1EeY1GtgHzGAxNX6WNdHnudwdbx788IOH8xriTO6ScEH7qHEP_ThJ_h3zGmqcx9iGnJYSnrkkTUmiUU99fI1khcaEVh5MyiZUXDogHRx2-Ba9kzxR3x3d5jQtEIiAcZ2IiC5PrrmUrBdcax1fgTwAbSj_kyMzH3ljQIi-aImFP1/s3088/IMG_8656%5B2%5D.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3088" data-original-width="2320" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgLls1BaWI1eKvMXlwJo1EeY1GtgHzGAxNX6WNdHnudwdbx788IOH8xriTO6ScEH7qHEP_ThJ_h3zGmqcx9iGnJYSnrkkTUmiUU99fI1khcaEVh5MyiZUXDogHRx2-Ba9kzxR3x3d5jQtEIiAcZ2IiC5PrrmUrBdcax1fgTwAbSj_kyMzH3ljQIi-aImFP1/s320/IMG_8656%5B2%5D.JPG" width="240" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">All bundled before we started</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJLvJ3_UP5UEhox7kAmdHakptBL0I1_dm-csHsPz7Zm345lL-iYy2eQakkewUF7DX8TqZAbz-2HSaRLG-UnSJqQHOWylSpwL4SmjEYPlwXRY8Zdx9EBoYiYL2hQUstKc0zwDepvx3LqmwbDMcTokEjHBpArzPYatv4BUC7YLN7gokT60WEUhhMheq7FGx6/s4032/IMG_8663%5B1%5D.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJLvJ3_UP5UEhox7kAmdHakptBL0I1_dm-csHsPz7Zm345lL-iYy2eQakkewUF7DX8TqZAbz-2HSaRLG-UnSJqQHOWylSpwL4SmjEYPlwXRY8Zdx9EBoYiYL2hQUstKc0zwDepvx3LqmwbDMcTokEjHBpArzPYatv4BUC7YLN7gokT60WEUhhMheq7FGx6/s320/IMG_8663%5B1%5D.JPG" width="240" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Our just after lunch photo stop</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQ3TtsSi9-KoxdIT26hk3A0Ztovvc-Z6KIxOhgZJi0nGEiLC7k2Nzhinn1RDaDDP9QV0abmvP6qo5h6cPvORHPximdysg3Okg1Z-L6D4xGm_bebHbeTL2sViT2OlL5qdp6LwZpNmg8m_FrcuU8Est2cguyiGGzkj2u2Ks5SIFa5c6yQItK03MlOS2m5tos/s4032/IMG_8661%5B1%5D.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQ3TtsSi9-KoxdIT26hk3A0Ztovvc-Z6KIxOhgZJi0nGEiLC7k2Nzhinn1RDaDDP9QV0abmvP6qo5h6cPvORHPximdysg3Okg1Z-L6D4xGm_bebHbeTL2sViT2OlL5qdp6LwZpNmg8m_FrcuU8Est2cguyiGGzkj2u2Ks5SIFa5c6yQItK03MlOS2m5tos/s320/IMG_8661%5B1%5D.JPG" width="240" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Kylee tried to jump and tipped over.</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhvkA-S3JEwYey1yPmPSxuJNUIPxjQHAR4xLRgy5PWuLU2o9W4YRgxEwAhNRW0CL1nMRJ4ztqJWntOVVZsbKt5LScVZz8055mRFQWCxCW1YenHMgqpApStgTPQUs4R6FzKXypN_-VqCl45M0shzI7qpVKQWrmM298MQieX3PlVH-pbGpKMoQtL3rLn-9kOK/s4032/IMG_8666%5B1%5D.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhvkA-S3JEwYey1yPmPSxuJNUIPxjQHAR4xLRgy5PWuLU2o9W4YRgxEwAhNRW0CL1nMRJ4ztqJWntOVVZsbKt5LScVZz8055mRFQWCxCW1YenHMgqpApStgTPQUs4R6FzKXypN_-VqCl45M0shzI7qpVKQWrmM298MQieX3PlVH-pbGpKMoQtL3rLn-9kOK/s320/IMG_8666%5B1%5D.JPG" width="240" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">"Mom, take my picture." aka Mom please stop I need a rest.</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><div><br /></div>adventuregirlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06905401351986124345noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5000344110973409273.post-19604366460180852672024-01-21T15:57:00.002-07:002024-01-21T15:57:15.674-07:00Dear Grandpa 1/21/24<p><span data-originalcomputedfontsize="16" data-originalfontsize="16px" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; caret-color: rgb(49, 49, 49); color: #313131; display: inline !important; float: none; font-family: -apple-system, "Helvetica Neue"; font-size: 1rem; word-spacing: 1px;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><p></p><div dir="auto" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; caret-color: rgb(49, 49, 49); color: #313131; font-family: -apple-system, "Helvetica Neue"; font-size: 16px; word-spacing: 1px;"><span style="font-size: 1rem;">This week felt really busy. By the time we got to Saturday we were all ready and then some for the weekend. Luckily this particular Saturday we didn’t have much that had to be done, so we got to have a day together having food we love and doing things we love. We slept in a little, had waffles for breakfast, and then Kylee and I worked on making banana cream pie. Kylee was the family home evening treat and it just took us until Saturday to get it made. Anyway, once we were done with that we all went swimming at the rec center. Everyone except Jason loves swimming and even he doesn’t mind it too much when we all go. The big girls did slides and the lazy River the little kids did the lazy River and swam and played in the shallow area. Then we came home and had breakfast burritos for lunch. Jason and Kade ran to the store real quick to get milk and a couple of other things. When they got home everyone but me watched the new animated movie of The Grinch. I made bread and watch bits and pieces. We got to finish the day feeding the missionaries biscuits and gravy and then took showers and played video games. It was a fun full Saturday. </span></div><div dir="auto" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; caret-color: rgb(49, 49, 49); color: #313131; font-family: -apple-system, "Helvetica Neue"; font-size: 16px; word-spacing: 1px;"><br /></div><div data-originalcomputedfontsize="16" data-removefontsize="true" dir="auto" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; caret-color: rgb(49, 49, 49); color: #313131; font-family: -apple-system, "Helvetica Neue"; font-size: 1rem; word-spacing: 1px;">I guess since I started with Saturday we will go backwards. Friday was a low key day minus that night Jason and I went on a date. We went and got dinner at a BBQ restaurant in town and then went to the church to meet up with ward members for a game night. Our food took forever to come so we were pretty late to game night but it was still fun to play what we did. </div><div dir="auto" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; caret-color: rgb(49, 49, 49); color: #313131; font-family: -apple-system, "Helvetica Neue"; font-size: 16px; word-spacing: 1px;"><br /></div><div data-originalcomputedfontsize="16" data-removefontsize="true" dir="auto" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; caret-color: rgb(49, 49, 49); color: #313131; font-family: -apple-system, "Helvetica Neue"; font-size: 1rem; word-spacing: 1px;">Thursday’s big event was Kylee and I driving to south Denver to see a pediatric ophthalmologist for the cyst on her eye. We totally thought they would just pop it or something in the office but we were told that it would probably pop on it’s own soon so just use the meds for 10 more days and keep up with the hot compress. It was such a long drive to not really get any help this. However, we made the drive safe. Her eyelid is looking better and we are just hoping it will go away but we will see. </div><div dir="auto" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; caret-color: rgb(49, 49, 49); color: #313131; font-family: -apple-system, "Helvetica Neue"; font-size: 16px; word-spacing: 1px;"><br /></div><div data-originalcomputedfontsize="16" data-removefontsize="true" dir="auto" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; caret-color: rgb(49, 49, 49); color: #313131; font-family: -apple-system, "Helvetica Neue"; font-size: 1rem; word-spacing: 1px;">Wednesday nothing really abnormal happened but it is a busy night of the week with piano, and swim lessons. Although this week Kylee and I had a RS activity at 7:00 where we painted Book of Mormons. It was a good night out with Kylee. </div><div dir="auto" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; caret-color: rgb(49, 49, 49); color: #313131; font-family: -apple-system, "Helvetica Neue"; font-size: 16px; word-spacing: 1px;"><br /></div><div data-originalcomputedfontsize="16" data-removefontsize="true" dir="auto" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; caret-color: rgb(49, 49, 49); color: #313131; font-family: -apple-system, "Helvetica Neue"; font-size: 1rem; word-spacing: 1px;">Tuesday Tia had an activity. It was kind of weird for her to be the only one gone with something to do. They did a get to know you activity and she had a great time. </div><div dir="auto" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; caret-color: rgb(49, 49, 49); color: #313131; font-family: -apple-system, "Helvetica Neue"; font-size: 16px; word-spacing: 1px;"><br /></div><div data-originalcomputedfontsize="16" data-removefontsize="true" dir="auto" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; caret-color: rgb(49, 49, 49); color: #313131; font-family: -apple-system, "Helvetica Neue"; font-size: 1rem; word-spacing: 1px;">Monday was a blast of a day too. We met up with the Bryce’s around 10:30 to play together. We started at the church were we played basketball, Pickleball, and let the kids run around. Then we came to my house for a taco salad lunch. After which the kids played together and the adults played games. We missed having the Blaylocks but it was kind of bad weather and roads day. </div><div data-originalcomputedfontsize="16" data-removefontsize="true" dir="auto" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; caret-color: rgb(49, 49, 49); color: #313131; font-family: -apple-system, "Helvetica Neue"; font-size: 1rem; word-spacing: 1px;"><br /></div><div data-originalcomputedfontsize="16" data-removefontsize="true" dir="auto" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; caret-color: rgb(49, 49, 49); color: #313131; font-family: -apple-system, "Helvetica Neue"; font-size: 1rem; word-spacing: 1px;">Here are some pics from the week. </div><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg1pit4qv20_q_ljyWz9Rq8JEiz3J5Kf6uRAiLXJlGTnLuesvQKuWNyHzbhTETw-1qXnX173eApBhoUzWFIck1KTRD3XOsoTy6IeOO5PcUblDQk8P9wZECCt2mclhCk-mRtMeIA1HLGOZloB9SiigdOK0U_KOfkERbVzu2PReV6hRJHXWvJmYMLuLGUkWJO/s4032/IMG_8644.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg1pit4qv20_q_ljyWz9Rq8JEiz3J5Kf6uRAiLXJlGTnLuesvQKuWNyHzbhTETw-1qXnX173eApBhoUzWFIck1KTRD3XOsoTy6IeOO5PcUblDQk8P9wZECCt2mclhCk-mRtMeIA1HLGOZloB9SiigdOK0U_KOfkERbVzu2PReV6hRJHXWvJmYMLuLGUkWJO/s320/IMG_8644.jpeg" width="240" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Kade and Abby riding the table at their well child check</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh3aSt_vCukBqLz6CS_jAdT5C9kvX9CKndQzsmjzQIRvm8lWp4rjG0vHpD_Yu25XTe_xCIGNaJkLYZPTlubLx3Gw3Hif-xixMt6ZFkKIF4IZm_9IavoOuAXxwMQYGzv1LoxfqZFXIafwA3zxokRwIemuqGdMvSYdcMlDHu24fHVrhMoBgWnqsNx9Bc1_7bG/s4032/IMG_8641.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh3aSt_vCukBqLz6CS_jAdT5C9kvX9CKndQzsmjzQIRvm8lWp4rjG0vHpD_Yu25XTe_xCIGNaJkLYZPTlubLx3Gw3Hif-xixMt6ZFkKIF4IZm_9IavoOuAXxwMQYGzv1LoxfqZFXIafwA3zxokRwIemuqGdMvSYdcMlDHu24fHVrhMoBgWnqsNx9Bc1_7bG/s320/IMG_8641.jpeg" width="240" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Hope with a Naomi Matson on Wednesday. </td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjDZgiwu6QvMt9EK4QGfwX4yJPP0Sta1_VngZQcjaqr8f93jBtbaFadGVlmcFQGM-vCsXHONesLSXmn4giKgcCzNZ3fa9wEiNaHCnP30JRM5Y3LdkSJ34udSxj3XOJ29g449IpFi_aBfKN54P1IoFSrYaXxPY1NZJuG2hLTEe8a3gYWYGHHrXSqiPH87_As/s4032/IMG_8642.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjDZgiwu6QvMt9EK4QGfwX4yJPP0Sta1_VngZQcjaqr8f93jBtbaFadGVlmcFQGM-vCsXHONesLSXmn4giKgcCzNZ3fa9wEiNaHCnP30JRM5Y3LdkSJ34udSxj3XOJ29g449IpFi_aBfKN54P1IoFSrYaXxPY1NZJuG2hLTEe8a3gYWYGHHrXSqiPH87_As/s320/IMG_8642.jpeg" width="240" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Abby on a cold day. </td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj88kOMa5lCWK3JK3ys4qrvIWE_NKGG3fsSnGtoKvWKoMxo7Bd5tccXQGDroHlqAsYwoZAjmpgnaLniiTXnkgyzovqRzdkmfDepv4Y1WHadhdT00TjBISg6tbyv8jqLwr1HvMo3Q2ueK06vi5B0ZAwRtBkyvmkWiF4Y6xfWJivjUGMHfkPZZYwN8Hxl3HOB/s4032/IMG_8638.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj88kOMa5lCWK3JK3ys4qrvIWE_NKGG3fsSnGtoKvWKoMxo7Bd5tccXQGDroHlqAsYwoZAjmpgnaLniiTXnkgyzovqRzdkmfDepv4Y1WHadhdT00TjBISg6tbyv8jqLwr1HvMo3Q2ueK06vi5B0ZAwRtBkyvmkWiF4Y6xfWJivjUGMHfkPZZYwN8Hxl3HOB/s320/IMG_8638.jpeg" width="240" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Kade tuckered out BEFORE swim on Monday </td></tr></tbody></table><br /><div data-originalcomputedfontsize="16" data-removefontsize="true" dir="auto" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; caret-color: rgb(49, 49, 49); color: #313131; font-family: -apple-system, "Helvetica Neue"; font-size: 1rem; word-spacing: 1px;"><br /></div>adventuregirlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06905401351986124345noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5000344110973409273.post-16161386493719821402024-01-14T14:55:00.002-07:002024-01-14T14:55:16.087-07:00Dear Grandpa Letter one<p><span style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0); font-family: -apple-system, HelveticaNeue; font-size: 16px;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEimDvxZfXu5WOz2OGI8bQGj3wfNuFNw3G7adcdov8yOFBxciX3TJiMMjIR5rp7VMemSq8iYpyaiavYkl_zWCA7hG-L97x1g8D03Ns4NIfjZgIneHLnJXnjofOsFGFp8dV6s_lDOrsL-HD2-4NbrV2YlZ6N7IX4oWhTiAPRM1pEcH5LShCaRqQ0rPuCefzHo/s4032/IMG_8602.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3024" data-original-width="4032" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEimDvxZfXu5WOz2OGI8bQGj3wfNuFNw3G7adcdov8yOFBxciX3TJiMMjIR5rp7VMemSq8iYpyaiavYkl_zWCA7hG-L97x1g8D03Ns4NIfjZgIneHLnJXnjofOsFGFp8dV6s_lDOrsL-HD2-4NbrV2YlZ6N7IX4oWhTiAPRM1pEcH5LShCaRqQ0rPuCefzHo/s320/IMG_8602.jpeg" width="320" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjlQdAi6T-LBOaKBD1RmAiADnpzcUlpoUtKvfE1jN86vf05c-_4XFZh_JUUtONeySefgoTr9N73sGjxeVub3qemMTcKX3Hd1pYkH6Hk9MX-y-YN7jfpsTgfEXaLqmIrhy1fI8r3FXMrDzrApP5mIDpSTaFCSP5R7yAomeZVoXfDwb0r9fGpveNlfTlBs4Oj/s4032/IMG_8603.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; 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text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgN09J4AoguWuzOOXdPUUPlgu3vj2XMkF86xiT6gE8bSC5Mza6qiHMnXi6OBy_uD1M2-0IhxrQh8nX-wPTX4sPZulJKXNu0HJruA8Tk8RGsqHV4_K5c1riCtQKGATUA1JABp52tWw-6OWFzjk5EW141EiPEfD-C9Z8fXNBw9dWFqvNnJQ50RCdpHNxjWL9X/s4032/IMG_8624.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgN09J4AoguWuzOOXdPUUPlgu3vj2XMkF86xiT6gE8bSC5Mza6qiHMnXi6OBy_uD1M2-0IhxrQh8nX-wPTX4sPZulJKXNu0HJruA8Tk8RGsqHV4_K5c1riCtQKGATUA1JABp52tWw-6OWFzjk5EW141EiPEfD-C9Z8fXNBw9dWFqvNnJQ50RCdpHNxjWL9X/s320/IMG_8624.jpeg" width="240" /></a></div><br />Hi Grandpa,<p></p><div dir="auto" style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0); font-family: -apple-system, HelveticaNeue; font-size: 16px;"><br /></div><div dir="auto" style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0); font-family: -apple-system, HelveticaNeue; font-size: 16px;">I thought I would take a quiet Sunday moment to write to you and send you a couple of pictures. We have been pretty busy this past week with school up and going and all the activities that have come with that. For the most part everyone is enjoying school. Kylee has a technology class this semester and is really enjoying that. Tia has been loving to play with all her friends which includes both boys and girls. I am happy that they seem like a prett fun bunch. Kade and Abby are still in school heaven. They both have friends, they love learning, and they have a great teacher who does many fun things. Hope loves school too because for the most part she has me to herself. She loves being able to wander around undisturbed touching and playing to her heart’s content. </div><div dir="auto" style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0); font-family: -apple-system, HelveticaNeue; font-size: 16px;"><br /></div><div dir="auto" style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0); font-family: -apple-system, HelveticaNeue; font-size: 16px;">Tia, Kade, and Abby are doing swim lessons this year and so far enjoy it. I love that they gain a new skill and are tired for bed. Kylee is still doing dance but is thinking about quitting and doing swim. She has until the end of the month to decide what she is going to do. She is also doing basketball. It’s been a little tricky with all the breaks and things but she seems to think it’s at least okay. </div><div dir="auto" style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0); font-family: -apple-system, HelveticaNeue; font-size: 16px;"><br /></div><div dir="auto" style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0); font-family: -apple-system, HelveticaNeue; font-size: 16px;">Jason is still liking his work and is trying to help people, make sure the library has what it needs and troubleshoots a lot of technical problems. He still seems very happy doing his job. </div><div dir="auto" style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0); font-family: -apple-system, HelveticaNeue; font-size: 16px;"><br /></div><div dir="auto" style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0); font-family: -apple-system, HelveticaNeue; font-size: 16px;">I am busy running everything else. Trying to keep family dinner time, feed good tasting food to people, run everyone where they need to go and sort of keep the house in order pretty much fills the time. It’s been a little extra lately as I have a ton of doctors appointments to run the kids to. Tia had a well child check. Kylee has had a cyst/stye in her eyelid that we have been working to get gone. Also she has been having chest and lung pain plus daily headaches. We have done tons of tests and imaging to see what was wrong and she looks completely healthy, so now we are looking into anxiety that might be causing these problems. It’s a crazy journey but we are definitely being guided and we will figure it out eventually. </div><div dir="auto" style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0); font-family: -apple-system, HelveticaNeue; font-size: 16px;"><br /></div><div dir="auto" style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0); font-family: -apple-system, HelveticaNeue; font-size: 16px;">Life is crazy and fun. I have the best bunch ever to live life with. I am very blessed to be able to have the time and energy to think and care for them. </div><div dir="auto" style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0); font-family: -apple-system, HelveticaNeue; font-size: 16px;"><br /></div><div dir="auto" style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0); font-family: -apple-system, HelveticaNeue; font-size: 16px;">Pictures: Tia, Abby,Kade, Kylee, and Bryce cousins on Ninja course at a jump place. Hope in the cozy coupe at the jump place. Kade hammering with his new hammer. Abby in a beaver outfit she thinks is so funny. Betty and Kylee making muddy buddies. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhCaUA8OyblMBoalZSgWiH2AwnTXSFPbpSgs1-WDiDWHD-BJpBYPKhCM_LRmA9lARTX6mrVmo99htePnMgBA9wkZfQgEF4c_nk_-j6K8JGrcBQ7gSKcy-vm_J0hbvRXS0I79mPUFPKoi-nO9b3QclmieJmFfGX-ngUU-PuLaypI8o9-K_bUsw_eUBHXXi7m/s4032/IMG_8602.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3024" data-original-width="4032" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhCaUA8OyblMBoalZSgWiH2AwnTXSFPbpSgs1-WDiDWHD-BJpBYPKhCM_LRmA9lARTX6mrVmo99htePnMgBA9wkZfQgEF4c_nk_-j6K8JGrcBQ7gSKcy-vm_J0hbvRXS0I79mPUFPKoi-nO9b3QclmieJmFfGX-ngUU-PuLaypI8o9-K_bUsw_eUBHXXi7m/s320/IMG_8602.jpeg" width="320" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZHuo_aMzZez3xF1Vc6s4iefWEB0-TWNB4ouYK3eo7l4YtuEtF8wTIw1Efhl09C9rV70ElqiK_QE5RNrjBV4B3JyFsKsMAGxRT1intd3U2nD4TVDrphA4vBfrjBmNsjN2_5vFw9exBOpbP93WcLKRDNN3QwUOdSwMgAAmLQRuySZnhqxwF19QwlcOFPnWw/s4032/IMG_8603.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZHuo_aMzZez3xF1Vc6s4iefWEB0-TWNB4ouYK3eo7l4YtuEtF8wTIw1Efhl09C9rV70ElqiK_QE5RNrjBV4B3JyFsKsMAGxRT1intd3U2nD4TVDrphA4vBfrjBmNsjN2_5vFw9exBOpbP93WcLKRDNN3QwUOdSwMgAAmLQRuySZnhqxwF19QwlcOFPnWw/s320/IMG_8603.jpeg" width="240" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjkV5zA1NnEZ_lsYHz8RJsza0-rqUvlAeR0K_tcVIJnuZaaht7oHDMIq3Jl3wXV0BfRwJ6lwmkEE8K31KTSC7u7Uo-t4aSOusMRJTWXfWRfklAtrYiOqNnD5mxFoRQ5mKhBhGLKVgc-ZUX_lIwUu5dAwKIamLiVCKJdi_da22EzXjUyNKonfZ2OQvodkwwj/s4032/IMG_8619.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjkV5zA1NnEZ_lsYHz8RJsza0-rqUvlAeR0K_tcVIJnuZaaht7oHDMIq3Jl3wXV0BfRwJ6lwmkEE8K31KTSC7u7Uo-t4aSOusMRJTWXfWRfklAtrYiOqNnD5mxFoRQ5mKhBhGLKVgc-ZUX_lIwUu5dAwKIamLiVCKJdi_da22EzXjUyNKonfZ2OQvodkwwj/s320/IMG_8619.jpeg" width="240" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEic6JIGiL_LoMPskNyOmYWeXKsembEaV0-wnn3mse9ew-978bZscCgEfUpxhder9z_KLx-KXqohaD8NBK7nHO5BBM3QBjx4JM2G857uKeMr9KNVbOqnqrhrjUbpqIlZYOQ1zN9akhLSSEoBXq9PgerifGUX2xoOEged6pdvoJppU3XfzfaM7RmD_bgmskjW/s4032/IMG_8624.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEic6JIGiL_LoMPskNyOmYWeXKsembEaV0-wnn3mse9ew-978bZscCgEfUpxhder9z_KLx-KXqohaD8NBK7nHO5BBM3QBjx4JM2G857uKeMr9KNVbOqnqrhrjUbpqIlZYOQ1zN9akhLSSEoBXq9PgerifGUX2xoOEged6pdvoJppU3XfzfaM7RmD_bgmskjW/s320/IMG_8624.jpeg" width="240" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZikxflhSuwTSwlqHf2iCHjLXYgLhBH1G6pAueCZQiRfaPf4hHfgidshm8OATlkAMgxt9dafK_5n2K2zb1kLN5yTb_zzPPLmbJNZ2otJKLLy_o_SRoBEL5QnTnUx2e1KhGwoEaM7ha-j8mxT30FvSDuss4sREQKurMvPwupdzOeMrbmHhGcti2ZYIxzBMu/s4032/IMG_8628.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZikxflhSuwTSwlqHf2iCHjLXYgLhBH1G6pAueCZQiRfaPf4hHfgidshm8OATlkAMgxt9dafK_5n2K2zb1kLN5yTb_zzPPLmbJNZ2otJKLLy_o_SRoBEL5QnTnUx2e1KhGwoEaM7ha-j8mxT30FvSDuss4sREQKurMvPwupdzOeMrbmHhGcti2ZYIxzBMu/s320/IMG_8628.jpeg" width="240" /></a></div><br /><div dir="auto" style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0); font-family: -apple-system, HelveticaNeue; font-size: 16px;"><br /></div><div dir="auto" style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0); font-family: -apple-system, HelveticaNeue; font-size: 16px;"><br /></div><div dir="auto" style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0); font-family: -apple-system, HelveticaNeue; font-size: 16px;">I hope you are doing well. I sure love you. </div><div dir="auto" style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0); font-family: -apple-system, HelveticaNeue; font-size: 16px;"><br /></div><div dir="auto" style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0); font-family: -apple-system, HelveticaNeue; font-size: 16px;">Katey</div><div dir="auto" style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0); font-family: -apple-system, HelveticaNeue; font-size: 16px;"><br /></div>adventuregirlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06905401351986124345noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5000344110973409273.post-7660132008751852002023-07-09T15:13:00.002-06:002023-07-09T15:13:22.464-06:00Summer Days Part 1<p> We have been living the best of life lately--family and fun. We took off to go visit Idaho back in May and though I did come home for about 6 days I don't feel like I have been home all summer. However, when my mom asked if I was ready to be home, I said "I am ready to put my clothes in the dresser and have Gaupo around, but other than that I could stay on vacation." This summer has been what I call a pay-off summer. We have done long drives, much child supervising, and 'playing' with cousins before, but this year we did all those same things, but the cousin playing was real and the kids loved every moment of it. It was a time when all the hard culminated to worth it to watch my kids play and associate with their cousins like they were long time friends. That is what I have wanted and why we do the long drives and the long stays even when the kids were little, so that at least for this year they could love being with cousins. </p><p>Anyway, our first trip was to Logan and then to Idaho. Gaupo's cousin Josh got married in the Logan temple. So, we pulled our kids at half day on the last day of school and drove to Logan. It was a long, dark, wet drive but we made it. We stay with Rachael (one of Gaupo's cousins) and her two kids. It was the perfect spot for us. It was close enough to the temple and really close to the reception and luncheon. This was so handy for the the naps and chill out places we needed between events. Rachael's kids are close to the twins age, so the twins were in heaven with friends and with toys perfectly geared to their age. It was so fun to go to the wedding and all the party stuff. Kylee and Tia went home with Grandma and Grandpa early, so they could play with cousins sooner. Then Kade, Abby, Hope, Gaupo and I stayed until the reception and then after visiting a bit headed to Swanlake. Then we hungout in Swanlake. It was pretty chilly still but we still enjoyed four-wheeler rides, fishing, and some time on the pond. We came back to Colorado on Tuesday. We aren't very fast travelers these days (possibly any days), but we made it.</p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJBHcZTe37CLv0DkskqmwxOCdgO2BERl__5ECjX65gd4hHeQTYaR3GEUjnecCTPYAYQ0NEG1M5pG1NnOj57HPej7EHOFc76uqeAjqQ67ReQsjlInjiS6tC7t7RAstMXq1gY5N6EDXYJsJeXinrjjLNM2qQ17ai9EgUmiCsWb85-eYXW0bAw69uV5WiXbNL/s1280/IMG_0377.JPG" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="960" data-original-width="1280" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJBHcZTe37CLv0DkskqmwxOCdgO2BERl__5ECjX65gd4hHeQTYaR3GEUjnecCTPYAYQ0NEG1M5pG1NnOj57HPej7EHOFc76uqeAjqQ67ReQsjlInjiS6tC7t7RAstMXq1gY5N6EDXYJsJeXinrjjLNM2qQ17ai9EgUmiCsWb85-eYXW0bAw69uV5WiXbNL/s320/IMG_0377.JPG" width="320" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">With Grandma and Grandpa at Logan temple</td></tr></tbody></table><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEinzyzRDpq4TlmubA7wNQan_0vz3KzzJPifKktJiQyIQAcl_RSx5RU8CbfbiS7P_hG7ZHzdWtn7RWIF2uFis6pPmR6nteUqFKtE2lywB6EpuzeJBQTVJNW5WPHigv6kL7YFZDK6iuvB0imKlrJgIGtRhTEE4jnjpN0WDrTNBagb4gUmvy27kAq7g9g3LoNc/s4032/IMG_7436.JPG" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3024" data-original-width="4032" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEinzyzRDpq4TlmubA7wNQan_0vz3KzzJPifKktJiQyIQAcl_RSx5RU8CbfbiS7P_hG7ZHzdWtn7RWIF2uFis6pPmR6nteUqFKtE2lywB6EpuzeJBQTVJNW5WPHigv6kL7YFZDK6iuvB0imKlrJgIGtRhTEE4jnjpN0WDrTNBagb4gUmvy27kAq7g9g3LoNc/s320/IMG_7436.JPG" width="320" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Waiting for the Bride and Groom to come out.</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgpXat7PitbNBQXmtvDV7vJ4kqpu5HUHX2i9LRWiR1x2KcHuhocyt2RucKAX0jhMVrcwc7NJf0VL__oTkwrVTAKc5FqI4LiinwQLTcAa1sXcnGjnqU0UJ1psTpKAH-zUwF28ePszrsxmcfclJ3dt27P90b3Bq6XulQZ3-tRsRi17AyyhPZDsNVE4IUC4E5K/s4032/IMG_7452.JPG" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3024" data-original-width="4032" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgpXat7PitbNBQXmtvDV7vJ4kqpu5HUHX2i9LRWiR1x2KcHuhocyt2RucKAX0jhMVrcwc7NJf0VL__oTkwrVTAKc5FqI4LiinwQLTcAa1sXcnGjnqU0UJ1psTpKAH-zUwF28ePszrsxmcfclJ3dt27P90b3Bq6XulQZ3-tRsRi17AyyhPZDsNVE4IUC4E5K/s320/IMG_7452.JPG" width="320" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">At the cemetery on Memorial Day. They do a gun salute every year and we try to go for it. </td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgW21DV8dhy2EJULSUBAqqZuWcDkfoxscIlgQh1WX8AkHem3x76SGbB4d1WfF5IEWHWjwmm92kcwVIUYBKX84vVf1J7seZVXmIRf-njb9Jmhnb8l0Uyq3AocYwMGdFgbEjQ2RR3tBG7vmwdgc849LEXeYwWOlI6_lL_MGMCdqbogzaTTJ6o8E7HYLw2Ye4w/s4032/IMG_7456.JPG" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgW21DV8dhy2EJULSUBAqqZuWcDkfoxscIlgQh1WX8AkHem3x76SGbB4d1WfF5IEWHWjwmm92kcwVIUYBKX84vVf1J7seZVXmIRf-njb9Jmhnb8l0Uyq3AocYwMGdFgbEjQ2RR3tBG7vmwdgc849LEXeYwWOlI6_lL_MGMCdqbogzaTTJ6o8E7HYLw2Ye4w/s320/IMG_7456.JPG" width="240" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Re-opening of Thomas Merc.</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; 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margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2000" data-original-width="1500" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiiATfitvkNhElw0VpU3JK6YDWlSTj5SC8C01STfEnthPEZQYnh91YLUhjCmDHzzFFxGQS0rgwtk9672jxy_gaGKECGBZWaivikS60qC9CA4tUDggGyLvFf6o9660oOuIwL3YmRiJCMhhi8QdhZcmPfFGanwYrYjLUfVtFZDVRp9ZRFrV2bw4cMSihxtjv4/s320/LPDV1671.JPEG" width="240" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Jackson, Abby, Hope, Kade in the Jeep.</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj3xDgFYaqIt0-Bk4Q8VtyPe6AxzL7N6bGSfoMYfSaJFSq6tXMvythM8pMbyOa3y884ZESa0m1y4k02PtBtMKxw8PHGXUOm8ofqOq9lF2o3sliNLtFg-H5fbqpXQUf5vc52WIxv245-g8AOFtLzSwfPzU4vje_DfeOcMccDLI4MQWdymVRLGEsaqxuWB4CP/s2000/PCVD0299.JPEG" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2000" data-original-width="1500" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj3xDgFYaqIt0-Bk4Q8VtyPe6AxzL7N6bGSfoMYfSaJFSq6tXMvythM8pMbyOa3y884ZESa0m1y4k02PtBtMKxw8PHGXUOm8ofqOq9lF2o3sliNLtFg-H5fbqpXQUf5vc52WIxv245-g8AOFtLzSwfPzU4vje_DfeOcMccDLI4MQWdymVRLGEsaqxuWB4CP/s320/PCVD0299.JPEG" width="240" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Me, Hope, adn Abby on the paddleboard.</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEghamZcygQmrg0FKQJ5RFtxi5tYuYPObn0WJeZMZipck9H-qB_z0kmSXFrHFRgj3qkFky4Zm_CLc3OuswKgbx9vMjYGQ-GMwYKauwsyippLxIXzXoBEYHKG2cEgCwGZtf0NrKZ9BBzaEcFmceBB5dSQp_8ERPGPhQCBdx9EFUhCEjuRWu1JQfcaWaJ9NlIR/s2000/QCWX9666.JPEG" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2000" data-original-width="1500" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEghamZcygQmrg0FKQJ5RFtxi5tYuYPObn0WJeZMZipck9H-qB_z0kmSXFrHFRgj3qkFky4Zm_CLc3OuswKgbx9vMjYGQ-GMwYKauwsyippLxIXzXoBEYHKG2cEgCwGZtf0NrKZ9BBzaEcFmceBB5dSQp_8ERPGPhQCBdx9EFUhCEjuRWu1JQfcaWaJ9NlIR/s320/QCWX9666.JPEG" width="240" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Kade was the lucky who caught a fish.</td></tr></tbody></table><p>After we got home, I had the kids help me clean the house. We need to clean and vacuum, so we would be ready to play with Aunt Kara and her boys the rest of the week. Kara and her boys arrived on Thursday. We went out to Kitt's house to play with them. I actually ended up doing a doctors appointment their too, but we mainly went to get us some cousin time. The kids had a blast playing in the basement and getting reacquainted with Ross, Levi, Hank, and Jett. After too short of time, we headed home to have dinner, finish laundry and be with Gaupo. Friday, Kitt and her kids, Kara and her kids, plus the Bryce kids came to my house to play. We did a bike ride/ walk to the park. We had lunch, naps, talking, the kids played in the basement and overall just enjoyed the day. Before dinner, everyone left to go to their homes, or in Kara's case to Jack's house. </p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhbA9iQKMaLtuCoh9dVrMF4P8Wpr0x1gk2vOMezjptAZl3n9moyAHaAnj9lZJpLrxSjLuaEwMwwPst0lDqvMxNvn5LARLhGlmORuu_Civzk_sykbt6-QJaYNsDXc1wQnR6GxOUckQSs3IntdzTdDvHPbS64Of1Sx_z_C6t4Xrxmyc4BEV9VJv8F77L3-wni/s4032/IMG_1109.JPG" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3024" data-original-width="4032" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhbA9iQKMaLtuCoh9dVrMF4P8Wpr0x1gk2vOMezjptAZl3n9moyAHaAnj9lZJpLrxSjLuaEwMwwPst0lDqvMxNvn5LARLhGlmORuu_Civzk_sykbt6-QJaYNsDXc1wQnR6GxOUckQSs3IntdzTdDvHPbS64Of1Sx_z_C6t4Xrxmyc4BEV9VJv8F77L3-wni/s320/IMG_1109.JPG" width="320" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Our bike gang: Tia, Allen, Kade, Levi, Ross, Kylee, Betty, Roxy, Abby (not able to be seen), Me with Jett and Hope, Kitt with Hugh and Jay, Kara</td></tr></tbody></table><p>Saturday, we were up an at it. Kylee and Tia had a parade and Kylee wanted her friend Ainsley to come play. So, Ainsley came over and she and her mom ended up coming to the Berthoud Days parade with us. It was rainy and wet, but we still enjoyed a really good small town parade. Then we went to Jack's house to have lunch and play until dinner. Oma and Papa arrived at Jack's house a little before we left, so we got to see them for a bit before we headed home to get ready for Sunday. Sunday Kitt and Matthew blessed Hugh. It was their stake conference, so we went to church in our own ward and then drove out to their home. We had lunch their and the put some kiddo's down for naps while some of the other's played. Hugh was blessed around 3:00 and then we had a yummy lunch of Hot Dogs. We visited and the kids all played. We had to be the first to leave, so that I could pack and be ready to head to Arizona in the Morning.</p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEilTmNdwqvw9FLO4R7SWG0I6VN-Bwj7lSIpPL6w54sYV3kkhHHltndPMPo-64vJd8J0rK9GryF9TuOBtiMrpV9mfgYQqP9W7FByAHqby67Bevr2rYYe3qXwGY408verJ9H5m-FEXp8TMp0GSDqA_cV3HCo4CeVpcpThKA6pOTVgY56lEW10XpJwfTsJtqsT/s4032/IMG_7482.JPG" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEilTmNdwqvw9FLO4R7SWG0I6VN-Bwj7lSIpPL6w54sYV3kkhHHltndPMPo-64vJd8J0rK9GryF9TuOBtiMrpV9mfgYQqP9W7FByAHqby67Bevr2rYYe3qXwGY408verJ9H5m-FEXp8TMp0GSDqA_cV3HCo4CeVpcpThKA6pOTVgY56lEW10XpJwfTsJtqsT/s320/IMG_7482.JPG" width="240" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Kylee</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEisy8WFEQe1o93ZAz4V5Z3Qudf4wPERZL4eP_xbKMBU1kmuE0XE3dL5tsh-k49V2QyS7_F1Ik3nYQavvJirCiYy0c3_Is9IchkeBDah0ZBfMg85PaV14syaPJx3xpTeVndhJr4riCfPgjUc64FyKuLsZkbzbdZjuL2_rWrABPJFejtSYZhT_VzZMlA4HA_P/s4032/IMG_7483.JPG" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEisy8WFEQe1o93ZAz4V5Z3Qudf4wPERZL4eP_xbKMBU1kmuE0XE3dL5tsh-k49V2QyS7_F1Ik3nYQavvJirCiYy0c3_Is9IchkeBDah0ZBfMg85PaV14syaPJx3xpTeVndhJr4riCfPgjUc64FyKuLsZkbzbdZjuL2_rWrABPJFejtSYZhT_VzZMlA4HA_P/s320/IMG_7483.JPG" width="240" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Tia</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjsHMl8bKc8ai2yJpCHGm8uuxcm0_fHkKl3Ijm9dcAIiNVP8GspyYgemEedh_LEQNS7IY5O2SYzIDLRwBbkZssOHDl6sQijZjzMpxdHXdlFa_7G4ydiBFGQQw5rQpVfvJjgPRiMsR1VopM2P2rcArdFsgwD_JNJESvJO25NwAR_hgVoKqJzH_u9ZM-Kyqoi/s3088/IMG_7490.JPG" style="margin-left: auto; 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margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3024" data-original-width="4032" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhismL5kfgUk31AhQYRhNPpf9sqLMvtS0uxQOc9yj21R-ljrRNUtffR1uxzUDGNM60PekxkZzH2vmmKlLZjBXus1XWQ29d2_BGhz9cSGVmHIRjH7je70YteW4d5ZDb5oqzG_bT0Bjsniq_WJRp_vqY9IMIhb7SJl1-WRIcOEh0xunO_HGP6ReqAfurYyJtX/s320/IMG_7494.JPG" width="320" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The cousins</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhaiZtNZ98wKz7NgfHsa6FrlCCkgaAMt7MIIi2UgqPJbmleFydziE1RqKpriWTDkYo5jDAyq9BdYIVfbcnjEfxIjCrxl7bEYwvHZzzn-YyN2WufMInCLhDtcV4OwR3M5tWpeDnPenbUEmEjrJS2YbFax-bjOL1ZhqtyApGc1y4FrRKUd-GUa2ztKm51z-Ck/s4032/IMG_7497.JPG" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3024" data-original-width="4032" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhaiZtNZ98wKz7NgfHsa6FrlCCkgaAMt7MIIi2UgqPJbmleFydziE1RqKpriWTDkYo5jDAyq9BdYIVfbcnjEfxIjCrxl7bEYwvHZzzn-YyN2WufMInCLhDtcV4OwR3M5tWpeDnPenbUEmEjrJS2YbFax-bjOL1ZhqtyApGc1y4FrRKUd-GUa2ztKm51z-Ck/s320/IMG_7497.JPG" width="320" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Me, Jack, Kitt, Kara and Hugh</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><p><br /></p>adventuregirlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06905401351986124345noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5000344110973409273.post-12881551843761941152023-05-14T15:15:00.002-06:002023-05-14T15:15:13.738-06:00Time Together<p>President Nelson has said, "The Lord loves effort." I think he truly does love effort because when we put forth effort it shows how much we want something. Some things are really hard to put effort into. Somethings we put effort in and it never seems to pay off. Sometimes things just require effort. This past weekend Gaupo and I spent some time with just the two of us. It surprised me how much effort it took for us to get this time together.</p><p>Gaupo and I went out for a date on Friday night. We had a dinner of pizza with the kids. Then I fed Hope and then we left. We went to Sams Club first where I picked out a big pot that I want to put flowers in on the deck this year. Then we went to a place called <i>Scrumptious</i> to get some ice cream which shared and enjoyed just the two of us. It was nice to take our time in the store, talk about what we wanted to, and just enjoy being together. The crazy thing to me was how hard it was to not break the date. I kept wanting to do one thing or another that night and had to keep remembering--NO, I have a date. I wanted to go look at a gardening spot that I am hoping to help with. I wanted to do a couple other things and kept having to shove things out of that slot. I can't remember what Gaupo had to say no to, but there was something he was thinking of doing but then remembered we had a date. We are apparently very out of practice for setting apart time for us, but you know it was a great evening and I really enjoyed being with him. A great plus was Kylee was the babysitter. She did a great job. We got home and she said it went good and she was kind of getting ready to tell me about how hard things were, and then I paid her. She got this huge smile on her face and she said "It was great." Translation is probably "Worth it." She did a good job and we got a night out. So grateful she is willing to help us out.</p><p>Saturday we went to the temple. It took so much effort to keep a date to the temple. It has been years since it took that much effort to get to the temple. We were orginally going to go do sealings at 4:30, but then the girls had a kidzing thing that it wouldn't work with, so we changed to 3:30 and got a friend to help us get the girls to the event. Then more details came out about the event and 3:30 wasn't going to work either, so I texted my friend Siri Jacobson to say we just weren't going to go we couldn't make it work. Then she called and offered to watch the kids if we wanted to go earlier. So, we thought about it and thought of a time that would work. Scheduled it. Thought about Hope's eating schedule decided it was time to wean one of those feedings. Started doing that. Then on Saturday we hustled trying to get things cleaned up and didn't quite make it but were close to finishing chores, but instead of finishing got ready. Didn't have time to have lunch but left for the temple. Writing it out doesn't sound like much to get there, but usually we pick a time and go or go separate or whatever, but this time it seemed just like when we had it worked out something would come up, but we made it. I am so glad we did. Our sealing session was great. Gaupo and I were able to enjoy the temple and hearing the sealing ordinance over, and over was so great. I had honestly forgotten how much it had changed. It was a great use of Saturday afternoon. </p><p>I so enjoyed the one on one time I had with Gaupo. It was great for us to be together and enjoy the quiet uninterrupted time together. </p>adventuregirlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06905401351986124345noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5000344110973409273.post-63238886011137470322023-05-07T15:11:00.005-06:002023-05-07T15:11:25.548-06:00Birthdays And a Busy Weekend<p> This week has been quite the week for me. After I blogged last week, I thought this week would be able to be the blogpost about Gaupo and I's birthdays but so many great different things happened that our birthdays' seem so long ago. But, Gaupo and I both got a year older and hopefully a little wiser. Gaupo had the weekend birthday and it was a double bonus because the kids had off school and he took off work. We spent the day just being with him. We had some delicious fish tacos and cherry chocolate cake to celebrate. My birthday was on Tuesday which is a pretty lame day to have a birthday, but it went better than expected. Gaupo arranged his schedule to have the night off, so he made dinner for me. We had mexican hotdogs and then I made some mint brownies for dessert. Although, we didn't end up having my cake until Wednesday because I offered to be the second adult at Activities Days at the last minute and in all the hustle to get there and feed the baby and stuff it didn't happen. It was still good Wednesday night when I made my family sing to me and we enjoyed the cake. One of my favortie 'gifts' was my friend Siri came by with her brownies (just a box mix, but her's are really good and she knows I love them) and we got to visit. Having twins and then the pandemic started me believing that I didn't really need to connect with others. However, I am learning I love connecting with others. I love have a good solid conversation face to face with people. I was so grateful she took time to come and visit with me on my birthday.</p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhXgHKWP7y2RoXOUP9Ru0WZcGXEHoxaVMxVZtdPUOOF1U6DedH6G_QmeM_i79PegGjOR_nqnt5Zv_ys_MfWv2FDgR0AtKRW2QrQS4iOew4YHkQt8zRF8uFWmogFzLpzCb5bEPgexUjO75IcLj1fUtR8Lw-qqpIRCO7ZfCGA9hh2t1gblzApru3l0yxFKg/s4032/IMG_7254.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhXgHKWP7y2RoXOUP9Ru0WZcGXEHoxaVMxVZtdPUOOF1U6DedH6G_QmeM_i79PegGjOR_nqnt5Zv_ys_MfWv2FDgR0AtKRW2QrQS4iOew4YHkQt8zRF8uFWmogFzLpzCb5bEPgexUjO75IcLj1fUtR8Lw-qqpIRCO7ZfCGA9hh2t1gblzApru3l0yxFKg/s320/IMG_7254.JPG" width="240" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">My Mexican Hotdogs</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZw_vaVjtclC3Gogx2R5y1IbQaFC6a9jWo7E9GetnSIOLn6lSA8sf6Q1hyORyD9O6EaCp0hK1zRrLiaRhZxSO8aNrPxyQUmrD3Y5Z_FCuinjqtBxAdPidxNmtyVGUyP4BdZvVUT3DfXjqHt65Li5C5tMRGF9OFhpsqZcMtpqElpefMEumiZHtc62wziQ/s4032/IMG_7262.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3024" data-original-width="4032" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZw_vaVjtclC3Gogx2R5y1IbQaFC6a9jWo7E9GetnSIOLn6lSA8sf6Q1hyORyD9O6EaCp0hK1zRrLiaRhZxSO8aNrPxyQUmrD3Y5Z_FCuinjqtBxAdPidxNmtyVGUyP4BdZvVUT3DfXjqHt65Li5C5tMRGF9OFhpsqZcMtpqElpefMEumiZHtc62wziQ/s320/IMG_7262.JPG" width="320" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Me and the kids with my brownies.</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZXw1xwyCsNQc2fCbuu6RxVt9djmVDxGeHothgrrRk7hwHRfHXp3l8P332IEwIvjK081LYESeLriFYNlZnoXGnCepHYU1iMXunACbRn5lugNoQMEus5xosZ6bJ47TVgdgUGAe0qANVEmyv_tTQlk15hAj8P89cnv1w0DzabNs0dwga4-mVZhtvUzg1WA/s4032/IMG_7247.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3024" data-original-width="4032" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZXw1xwyCsNQc2fCbuu6RxVt9djmVDxGeHothgrrRk7hwHRfHXp3l8P332IEwIvjK081LYESeLriFYNlZnoXGnCepHYU1iMXunACbRn5lugNoQMEus5xosZ6bJ47TVgdgUGAe0qANVEmyv_tTQlk15hAj8P89cnv1w0DzabNs0dwga4-mVZhtvUzg1WA/s320/IMG_7247.JPG" width="320" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Gaupo and the kids with his cake</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhlVEmKFA-ouEIMvxdjXG-oqNj_47JG6B6Jy4mx2mmj52Rf-SZovfZhmojfgOjnllxZ9hbaAENC-YLnj1jj1ohgztWIpI3mcpGmjHI702Dz0GbqmrTQYJ5yOUHPY8TeC8iBJVVeHfPPULylrwE3awVJuKU-7c1AultWgXrAXzrSh6etseBj34u5l22v2w/s4032/IMG_7243.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3024" data-original-width="4032" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhlVEmKFA-ouEIMvxdjXG-oqNj_47JG6B6Jy4mx2mmj52Rf-SZovfZhmojfgOjnllxZ9hbaAENC-YLnj1jj1ohgztWIpI3mcpGmjHI702Dz0GbqmrTQYJ5yOUHPY8TeC8iBJVVeHfPPULylrwE3awVJuKU-7c1AultWgXrAXzrSh6etseBj34u5l22v2w/s320/IMG_7243.JPG" width="320" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Gaupo playing on the Nintendo mini he got trying to tide him over while he saves for the Switch.</td></tr></tbody></table><p>This weekend was fun and very, very full. Friday was the school districts annual 5th grade field day. They run it more like a track meet and its just for 5th graders. Gaupo was home because it was his Friday Saturday switch, so after I fed Hope I went to field day with the twins. Kylee ran the 50M, the shuttle Relay, the 800 relay, and then participated in the tug of war. I got to watch all her running events, but the tug of war was after lunch and I needed to get home to Hope, so we missed that one. It was fun to watch her be with her friends. She looked pleased when she was running and said she was so tired after. When I picked her up from school, she said on the way to field day the bus was so loud and on the way home it was so quiet. I guess everyone was pooped from a day in the sun. I told Gaupo later that night "I hope that when I get to do this for Hope I love it just as much as I did today. I don't want to get bored of being a mom ever." I am not sure how that will play out but like everything I have been able to watch this year, I loved watching her try something new.</p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjYFa1YFA7nvK0Hl5ZfZFi_ZTe6S14VtSh-Sw2gT_MUzcVDxe--7bvq_IOz5hkYxNdxUJeFScEFcm0GQzPly3zpzZIG0ZeYsv0VoPZj-PRiCCSvj5x5X9-cVumLSnCE6NFLrvcz9-tkaJz3w-s5s8mCqrkuCASc255lc7hKAjpoInzf_RmZ4oFN4Mvtfg/s4032/IMG_7280.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjYFa1YFA7nvK0Hl5ZfZFi_ZTe6S14VtSh-Sw2gT_MUzcVDxe--7bvq_IOz5hkYxNdxUJeFScEFcm0GQzPly3zpzZIG0ZeYsv0VoPZj-PRiCCSvj5x5X9-cVumLSnCE6NFLrvcz9-tkaJz3w-s5s8mCqrkuCASc255lc7hKAjpoInzf_RmZ4oFN4Mvtfg/s320/IMG_7280.JPG" width="240" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">running the shuttle relay</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhWNxeuSjASHnoal5EzX4HreogawNGrV4G9EwckNjeFzW3JLZfKNlh_f8ih3YDfgC9qOtIa475za0FC__nFcyKydblObcgRJ2sCWutiXdvR_GLqL1yhNLkxNR4UIpoxfsjwUMyKf09PBuH0m_4-0jTTNcyZJxUugdPVpyUAigvjZyRQqUTJV7qTdcnwuQ/s4032/IMG_7323.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhWNxeuSjASHnoal5EzX4HreogawNGrV4G9EwckNjeFzW3JLZfKNlh_f8ih3YDfgC9qOtIa475za0FC__nFcyKydblObcgRJ2sCWutiXdvR_GLqL1yhNLkxNR4UIpoxfsjwUMyKf09PBuH0m_4-0jTTNcyZJxUugdPVpyUAigvjZyRQqUTJV7qTdcnwuQ/s320/IMG_7323.JPG" width="240" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">handing off to her friend Kiera</td></tr></tbody></table><p>That night we went as a family to the rec center. It was so empty. It was awesome. Gaupo really does not like the water and so it took him a little to warm up to being there, but eventually he started racing the girls down the slides, and taking Abby a few times down them and even Kade once. I got to go down slide and off the diving board. I love when I can play in the pool. Usually I just have to be responsible, so its nice to share the load. I loved that evening as a family. It was one of those perfect nights where we got along and connected as a family.</p><p>Saturday Gaupo had to work and we had our first ever dance recital day, but first we had swim lessons. I took the twins to lessons. While they did that I grabbed some pictures of the girls in their dance costumes. Then as soon as they were done it was into the car and up to Thompson Valley High School for rehearsals. We got Kylee there in time to get setup and Tia was there really early, but she was starting to play a game and was fine being left, so we did. Kade, Abby, Hope and I went home. We cleaned up breakfast, had lunch, fed Hope, and waited for the babysitter. When Joy Wheeler arrived to watch Hope the twins and I left to go to the 2:00 dance show. It was fun to watch not just Kylee and Tia, but also our cousins Betty, Allen, and Roxy. Added bonus we got to sit by Jack and Lindsay at the show. It is really uncommon (pretty much never) to have dance recitals on Saturday. However, this season it was and we were so excited to go. Kylee said "You act as if we are going to nationals." To which I replied, "This might be as close as we get and its still great." After the 2:00 show I brought everyone plus Betty home where we attempted to mend some stockings and failed. So, we switched tights around and got everyone a workable pair (both Kylee and Betty got holes in theirs some how). I fed Hope, quickly made some cheese floppies for snacks and then got the oven all set to cook dinner while we were gone. Then we were off again to get them back up to the high school by 5:30 for the 6:00 show. Gaupo was able to meet us for the 6:00 show and it was once again fun to watch but kind of long this time and the kids were hungry. Plus, I had to wrestle Hope this time. Alright, so it wasn't as fun and I was so done when the show was over, but still glad to have the experience. We left and got home and I went to the oven to pull out dinner and it wasn't in there. I FORGOT TO PUT IT IN. The oven cooked air while we were gone and we had nothing to eat. So, Gaupo ran out to grab some Hot and Ready pizza while everyone got bathed and showered. Well, those quicky cheap pizza are now expensive and they were out, so Gaupo had to wait. So, it was like 9:00 by the time people ate. Kade was so exhausted he threw-up. Luckily he got it all in the toilet. By 10:30 I crawled into bed and slept until morning. It was a very long day, which if given the chance I will do a little different like probably bring dinner up to the recital and just hit a park or something, but I don't konw, but it was exhausting. All the kids slept in today. Kylee didn't get up until 8:30. Luckily, it was fast Sunday so breakfast was super fast and could be done without those still sleeping.</p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhf85Cw_-nIzSH5yOX7k_Tonx7I25otwfaIiH1zU5DpYM3owCUbIGFCjeZGh9jxD__jre7_p02lJGOhggO2fqTSZwOYnyWB7ZFj6Rziw41U26tC7cXVCpRHy53K45UQDhilOtCM97u2tvy0frQEh5-YjcLr0qOSTQobg8uqLuNpMgKI9NGi2FJUFZB-Mw/s4032/IMG_7327.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhf85Cw_-nIzSH5yOX7k_Tonx7I25otwfaIiH1zU5DpYM3owCUbIGFCjeZGh9jxD__jre7_p02lJGOhggO2fqTSZwOYnyWB7ZFj6Rziw41U26tC7cXVCpRHy53K45UQDhilOtCM97u2tvy0frQEh5-YjcLr0qOSTQobg8uqLuNpMgKI9NGi2FJUFZB-Mw/s320/IMG_7327.JPG" width="240" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Tia</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg1OO6aG51sqvVfyM-QUk17eNakjxUqiCuAYGhjoptXwbUHIWeeNETJs5GR99-wcvpmWEa1DydRVGniMt9X0JrBlcIvQJf60HmhuzSr9B7MkWfS_lxqUYUF9DLUdXHQ0_4iUFgI205nBPEB9DxkVmA1VAvJOz7USNq-51FHbW74k4sOUtDc1A3WhHjisw/s4032/IMG_7328.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg1OO6aG51sqvVfyM-QUk17eNakjxUqiCuAYGhjoptXwbUHIWeeNETJs5GR99-wcvpmWEa1DydRVGniMt9X0JrBlcIvQJf60HmhuzSr9B7MkWfS_lxqUYUF9DLUdXHQ0_4iUFgI205nBPEB9DxkVmA1VAvJOz7USNq-51FHbW74k4sOUtDc1A3WhHjisw/s320/IMG_7328.JPG" width="240" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Kylee</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjHSy-pg2M4MloXTMGScsQk2xpYSBu9NdYOZHwuPwWl-YwDOgXC9R9hALnWJoM6EtXkWwPV0e8ojdGnLzCo3sQc1Kyz7q7RpmC2F4P1lAPBURoE23iYxqlgmtL1GAxBXRPzwKgG6wTSXoN4hb0kwDnnurnvv8OV_-c555_SyqS6wCn-Dlj-JNaF3JE-zA/s4032/IMG_7333.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjHSy-pg2M4MloXTMGScsQk2xpYSBu9NdYOZHwuPwWl-YwDOgXC9R9hALnWJoM6EtXkWwPV0e8ojdGnLzCo3sQc1Kyz7q7RpmC2F4P1lAPBURoE23iYxqlgmtL1GAxBXRPzwKgG6wTSXoN4hb0kwDnnurnvv8OV_-c555_SyqS6wCn-Dlj-JNaF3JE-zA/s320/IMG_7333.JPG" width="240" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Sisters</td></tr></tbody></table><p>So many, new things for our family to try this week. It was fun and exhausting. I love my family. I feel so blessed to be a mom, and though there are time when it just makes me cry and be so frustrated other times I love it and it brings me much joy and satisfaction. I love watching my kids grow. I love experiencing life with them. I love that I get to teach and love and grow through them. They really are an amazing and crazy group.</p>adventuregirlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06905401351986124345noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5000344110973409273.post-22663587972141466552023-04-30T14:54:00.000-06:002023-04-30T14:54:02.602-06:005th Grade MarketingThis past week I got to go teach a little bit about marketing to Kylee's 5th grade class and it was so much fun. The 5th graders are in the process of doing making items to sell during their market day. I have been trying to help Kylee without taking over, yet my mind was just racing and racing with all these thoughts about marketing and what the 5th graders could and should do. A couple weeks ago, I was talk to Kara on the phone and said "Man, I just wish I could go talk to these kids about marketing because there is so much they could do with it right now." She said something like "if I were a teacher and I would say sure let me see your stuff and come on in." I just laughed and said "that is just the thing I don't have anything to show. I just love it." So, I didn't do anything and the ideas kept tumbling in my head and the desire to share kept sneaking up on me. So, last Saturday I was helping Kylee with her project and I had the thought to teach again. So, I asked Kylee if it would be weird and she said No. So, I emailed her teacher that day asking if she would like me to come in and talk to the kids a little about marketing and their displays. She said, "I would love my kids to have a chance to hear from a real world professional." Well, I am a far cry from professional but I do love it and she had an available time that worked perfectly and so I decided to do it on Tuesday.<div><br /></div><div>Well, it was Saturday when I heard back from her teacher and the plan was a go. So, Saturday night I had thoughts just swirling in my mind and I was trying to pray but these thoughts were blocking everything else, so I decided the Lord knew my needs and I was going to pray about this marketing presentation and get some ideas down. I opened my notebook, prayed, and wrote until my mind felt empty. Then I ended the prayer and went to bed. Then it was Sunday. So, I tried really hard not to think on it and just do Sunday. Then Monday came and the pressure was on because the next day I was going to talk to kids about marketing for about an hour and all I had were some notes. Well, I was getting ready for the day and talking to Kitt and I was telling her what I was going to get working on and I don't remember exactly what I said but I remember telling her "I am talking to 5th graders who are putting this stuff into action in 2 days. It needs to be simple, relevant, and budget friendly." Just saying that out loud provided some more direction for where my thoughts should go. So, I jotted down some more notes and ideas on paper that morning, and pulled the laptop downstairs and during nap time got to work.</div><div><br /></div><div>I built a slide presentation on google slides. I haven't made a presentation in YEARS and so it was a little daunting and at first I struggled to find images and thing that I wanted for it, but I was guided to find things that were relevant, simple, and fun. I got the slide presentation put together and had about 30 minutes until the kids got home and I was going to waste it, but felt to gather my materials for the activity part of the lesson. Once again I intended to only get the things that were already written down, but as I walked more ideas came and I was able to find good, and fun things to gather. When I was done, for the first time since market day had hit my radar my mind was totally still. It was peaceful. I didn't need to return to the presentation, or gather more I was ready. When I was telling Michelle this story she reminded me of that scripture "When you are prepared ye shall not fear." I often still worry when I am prepared, but this time I didn't mainly because I was guided and knew it was right. </div><div><br /></div><div>Tuesday came and I had all my supplies loaded in my wagon and went to the school. I was a little nervous but then I was up in front and doing something that I loved--teaching kids and marketing. It was so great. I had pictures of a deodorant for men and one for women that were the pretty much the same thing, but we talked about how the designed them different and what they did to appeal to men for women. Then we talked about band-aids and how one was for everyone and relied heavily on brand name and the other was for kids and how that design was different. Then I made it relevant talking about key for a good display and different things to think about to make their items easier for customers to see and get to. Then the part with all the supplies. I put the kids in teams of 4 and had them give it a try with the items I found around my house. It was fun to watch them try things and see what worked or didn't work. Then we wrapped it up talking about some things to watch on market day, and questions to ask themselves so on the next market day maybe they could do a little better. It was really fun and an awesome experience that I feel so blessed to have had.</div><div><br /></div><div>This whole experience reminded me that the Lord cares very much about our lives--MY life. This is one of those times that I was extremely blessed to learn about revelation, have a connection with others, feel peace and joy, and to just solidify that my degree wasn't a waste. It was truly something I love even if I don't do it for my job. I was so blessed because I followed the prompting to ask to come in. I wouldn't have probably had an tragic loss if I didn't act on it, but because I did I was able to have a great experience and I am just so, so grateful that I got to do it. </div><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhhv-1XsvkYfPbJ0-_8aEdKY52NEbGZHcxpCvtDrWomO2Xov4I5R9LUXOXRMCjjecaMPfbiUy_l4Y2ZbOxTqJ6Hd9eQjn_lGiIFjsv4V0Kk0rAvJGhzZaiiPEaRF3IGH8X1P575V-lg6BfmdBAIRCjOHIT7hVFGmvqoh4vER3P41J1yu2C3pumcdESAvQ/s3088/IMG_7229.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2320" data-original-width="3088" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhhv-1XsvkYfPbJ0-_8aEdKY52NEbGZHcxpCvtDrWomO2Xov4I5R9LUXOXRMCjjecaMPfbiUy_l4Y2ZbOxTqJ6Hd9eQjn_lGiIFjsv4V0Kk0rAvJGhzZaiiPEaRF3IGH8X1P575V-lg6BfmdBAIRCjOHIT7hVFGmvqoh4vER3P41J1yu2C3pumcdESAvQ/s320/IMG_7229.JPG" width="320" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Here I am with my Wagon of display building treasures.</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><div><br /></div>adventuregirlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06905401351986124345noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5000344110973409273.post-86863436230665040532023-04-23T14:45:00.001-06:002023-04-23T14:45:52.082-06:00A Baby, A Concert and A Visit To Kitt<p>My sister Klaire decided to kick the week of with having her baby. So, baby Piper entered our family on Monday morning about 30ish minutes after her mom and dad got to the hospital. She gave her mom a little run for her money with a false alarm on Friday night, but then Monday she was ready and was here. Both Klaire and Piper are doing great and I can't wait to meet her. I haven't had a niece in 6.5 years, plus Klaire has most of my baby clothes so it is fun to see her in all the outfits. It was harder than I thought to part with them, but seeing them I am so glad I did because I still think they are so cute and am glad someone can use them just a little more.</p><p>Kylee and Tia had their Spring Kidzing concert. This is the before school choir that they have both done this year. The show was good and Kylee had a speaking part and did great with that. It was fun to watch them sing the words and perform with their group. Their last performance will be during a music festival at one of the high schools. They have enjoyed the group, but are also ready to be done going to school early on Tuesday and Thursday mornings. I am very proud of both girls for trying it and sticking it out for the whole year.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEieQ6jCPKvXosjzPNN3tuEKmdqmudwxSZ1XUMnSRg6mCw2AMc3qjnbsYfrL5sN1mdtZ8nilYf5RRwbsw7h54VjBgSo-BhWhUAlm9lSOXsOPlqVUBrUCT0vROVmhzZv077a6G4ndXg0LCIuGgfK8vPyuVLk684UmgtmjYOCp_H6SEsioMGBjeMPZl7WtRw/s4032/IMG_7209.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEieQ6jCPKvXosjzPNN3tuEKmdqmudwxSZ1XUMnSRg6mCw2AMc3qjnbsYfrL5sN1mdtZ8nilYf5RRwbsw7h54VjBgSo-BhWhUAlm9lSOXsOPlqVUBrUCT0vROVmhzZv077a6G4ndXg0LCIuGgfK8vPyuVLk684UmgtmjYOCp_H6SEsioMGBjeMPZl7WtRw/s320/IMG_7209.JPG" width="240" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_iWshvJ95Es_3t_RXJh8XjENoRchT9C0b8LVIjDHh3GrmnGYFmysPmscUQc2JNBIfFe9wqRsh33_eK-MQISd73dtc7zJBr2EtcsScqsxDkoqDL5kOBTfnKrrMPvRaf3Z4M36B2dpZpCmsoMJS4-a5NpnZz6T96p4ACPIo9rrZnBY_tWX8cvxAYcp5AQ/s4032/IMG_7218.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3024" data-original-width="4032" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_iWshvJ95Es_3t_RXJh8XjENoRchT9C0b8LVIjDHh3GrmnGYFmysPmscUQc2JNBIfFe9wqRsh33_eK-MQISd73dtc7zJBr2EtcsScqsxDkoqDL5kOBTfnKrrMPvRaf3Z4M36B2dpZpCmsoMJS4-a5NpnZz6T96p4ACPIo9rrZnBY_tWX8cvxAYcp5AQ/s320/IMG_7218.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><p>Friday was somewhat of a me day. I got the big girls off to school and then came home to tidy up a bit and feed Hope and then we went to Costco. I was out of quite a few things and really needed a restock on some fresh veggies. I tried to do it quickly though because I wanted to get to Kitt's house. We have joked that it is great we live close to each other but probably best that we don't live any closer otherwise we wouldn't make friends outside of us. I feel so blessed to have the bond with my sisters that I do. Nothing fills my bucket more than a great time with my sisters. I arrived at Kitt's house in enough time to play for a little before lunch. Oh man, Jay's smile is just one of pure joy. I LOVE it and have super hard time telling him no. He is just so happy and loves to move and I love it. I love that I am not too much for him. Some of my nieces and nephews find me a bit intense so its so fun to have one that loves that about me. Anyway, we played in the basement and had a great time. Then we had lunch and got the kids down for a nap. Then I fed Hope and got her down. Then Kitt fed Hugh. Then we super speedy went and play a quick game of pickleball in which I got totally annihilated in, but it was still fun to play and maybe I will get better. Who knows, Kitt plays a lot so if I do get better she probably will too, so I guess I better just love playing and not be focused on winning. Way, way, way too soon I had to head home. When I was leaving Matthew came to the window and said "Your done playing already." "No, but I have to go home," I replied. It really was too soon, but at least we got a quicky in.</p><p>I sure am grateful for all the family I have. I love mine and Gaupo's little crew. I love my parents, my siblings, their spouses and kids. Plus, Guapo's parents, siblings, their spouses and kids. I am part of such a great group. I feel so so blessed.</p><p><br /></p>adventuregirlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06905401351986124345noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5000344110973409273.post-36265021653569585982023-04-16T14:42:00.000-06:002023-04-16T14:42:46.137-06:00Blah, Movies, Babysitting, and Nails<p> This week has been a bit off, and I have no idea why. Last week, was off too, but I was going to make this week better and while it was it was still pretty off. Most mornings I had a terrible time getting myself out of bed on time which then kind of made things late or rushy or out of the ideal order. I don't know, sometimes you just slump and then I guess we have to unslump which is a lot harder than it is to slump. However, over the last two weeks I have have tried Nourish Move Love's HITT Strong 35 program and though I still have quite a few days to complete, it has been fun to move athletically again. I am continually amazed at the human body and all it is capable of. Also, on the positive side I spent some great time out in the warm sun, hung out with out neighbors, and probably on HUGE bonus this week was no homework! I still had my kids read for 20 minutes and practice the piano.</p><p>This weekend we finally paid up Kylee's birthday gift and took the kids to the movies. We actually left Kade and Hope with the Bryce's because Kade hates scary anything, and loud stuff and Hope is a baby. Anyway, we had some gift cards from Gaupo's work and so we went to the AMC theater in Brighton. We didn't pre-buy and even though we got there about 20 minutes early all they had left were front row seats. Luckily, the guy at the ticket counter only charged us kid prices for all the tickets which left us some money to get the kids special drinks. Kylee said, "Great movie, huge special drink, babysitting, and delivery pizza--Best Day Ever!" The kids loved the movie and didn't mind the front row seats at all. Kade enjoyed the cousins and Hope did fine at the cousins. Every now and again its fun to do something we never do and it is fun to take people that have never had the experience before.</p><p>Last night Gaupo, Hope, and I went to stake conference and let Kylee babysit. You know I can't really complain because I have definitely come back to way worse. Plus, what I came home to was great. She was reading everyone one of our favorite graphic novels--HILO. Everyone was happy, ready for bed including teeth brushed and prayers said. The house was mostly clean, just a little dinner still on the table, and everyone went to sleep pretty quickly. I would definitely call it successful. Kylee has been working pretty hard on developing her babysitting skills and she really enjoys when she gets to be responsible. </p><p>Other than that life is pretty normal. I do have one other story I want to share just so I don't forget because I feel like its a great lesson and I need to remember it because it is so hard to do it. So, Kylee has been trying really hard to stop biting her nails. The reward for two weeks without biting nails is we will go get her nails done somewhere. For her birthday she got some nail stickers and when she wears those she doesn't bite them, but last Saturday they had all come off and she just had paint on them and for whatever reason she decided to bite ALL of her nails off. She was so disappointed in herself. It was so tempting to just tell her its okay we go do your nails anyways because she was so, so close to having 2 weeks. However, I said "I am so sorry that happened and I can tell your really upset but I can't give you the reward even though I want to." You can imagine that went over like a ton of bricks. Luckily Aunt Kitt had some new polish and once she had calmed down and was just sulking Kitt offered to paint her nails and we started over. Well, you know what. I saw her fingers inch up to her mouth a couple of times and reminded her to take them out and she did without any eye rolling. Then one time had to remind her and had her sit on her hands and she actually did it. Usually, she just says no and tries to stop. This week I didn't have to remind her at all. She was ultimately successful because it meant something to her. When she messed up and I didn't bail her out it helped her become more committed to breaking the habit. I so often don't want my kids to have so suffer for the mistakes they make. I want to soften the fall, but you know I needed this reminder that sometimes we have to let it be hard and not give in because that's when they can grow. When it gets personal is when THEY decide it matters.</p>adventuregirlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06905401351986124345noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5000344110973409273.post-56820800504753918522023-04-13T14:31:00.000-06:002023-04-13T14:31:46.196-06:003rd Grade Concert and Easter<p> Last week, Tia had her third grade music concert. Once again, I was so impressed by Mrs. Vega. All the kids were into what they were doing. They watch her. She figured out ways to include everyone and turned out a great 1/2 hour concert. I am still amazed by the feeling of love and pride that wash over me when I see my kids doing something like this. I don't quite understand what I am feeling or why, but man I love watching my kids. I love not having to teach or critique them and instead just get to love everything they do and forget the rest. I don't know but I love to watch and cheer for them and then honestly and whole heartedly tell them that I loved watching them. Tia did a great job with her songs. I saw her struggle a bit with her xylophone but she kept trying and when I asked her what her part was at home she showed me how to play it and then said it was tricky because it was so fast. I love that she still does things even when she isn't perfect. I hope she never stops doing things because I love that she is always up for anything. Anyway, I loved the concert and she had one and did great and sang and enjoyed so WIN! Another great thing was that Gaupo didn't think he could make it, but he ended up being able to sneak in as the turned off the lights to start and then sneak out as they turned them back on when it was done. I was so grateful he could come make it and that I could tell Tia he was there, because she did ask. We should never underestimate how much our kids care that we are there because they do even if it doesn't seem like it.</p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgHRDGSD3si4WCelAvyalziY55TKGtV9aQmTxufjKyg_1seiP4Fc0P-3VZnuGImSJQk1skQN0KnxQ-DxdD2G-zPm-M1K-b8c9I6kz94kOdC7dWiRs8rlC45yzqQ7Hhr4Xk5BjEtv4RjFHK6iLPo1Q2ypiY9dW8ORoNUkr7es4kRTO8UPupmeQKNmFbJlg/s4032/IMG_7146.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgHRDGSD3si4WCelAvyalziY55TKGtV9aQmTxufjKyg_1seiP4Fc0P-3VZnuGImSJQk1skQN0KnxQ-DxdD2G-zPm-M1K-b8c9I6kz94kOdC7dWiRs8rlC45yzqQ7Hhr4Xk5BjEtv4RjFHK6iLPo1Q2ypiY9dW8ORoNUkr7es4kRTO8UPupmeQKNmFbJlg/s320/IMG_7146.JPG" width="240" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Tia is in the back to the right of the gap.</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgRNZz8qh0e9Vn6eOCvYRmh6hCUYdnfrNAB7kvbC08ZBN-lrLyPIdM6pTnmx_d4QPiiy_anqJWExmSpCCKrq6WopIcf9FHLmqG2miPGE1RU_DgMt4RtrA1EGi50EbnJDuSA3CKBYkeLJsYbskbWV4Jt0kRmC83nmTEZ1EhGkSspYuKZhtOOfCyGEODj3Q/s4032/IMG_7147.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgRNZz8qh0e9Vn6eOCvYRmh6hCUYdnfrNAB7kvbC08ZBN-lrLyPIdM6pTnmx_d4QPiiy_anqJWExmSpCCKrq6WopIcf9FHLmqG2miPGE1RU_DgMt4RtrA1EGi50EbnJDuSA3CKBYkeLJsYbskbWV4Jt0kRmC83nmTEZ1EhGkSspYuKZhtOOfCyGEODj3Q/s320/IMG_7147.JPG" width="240" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Tia in the back again.</td></tr></tbody></table><p>Easter was great. This year we tried to make sure our kids understood Easter a little better. We deviated from or normal scripture study spot and picked out some places in 3rd Nephi that we wanted to read about when Christ visited the America's. Then we were aiming for every night to have a short devotional about Christs life leading to Easter Sunday, but we only managed 3 days, but that is better than in all the years past, so we are going to just keep moving forward.On Saturday we colored eggs. I love coloring eggs and so does Guapo. It is one activity where we make sure there is enough for us to do to and we don't usually share our eggs with the kids. Our whole family enjoys the fun and the kids are getting better and more creative every year. Sunday, the Easter bunny decided we had time for a hunt before church, so he left us a colorcoded hunt. He gave each kid an Easter egg and a big package of M&M's and told them to find their color. He also had a couple of colors that were free for all. The eggs were hid according to difficulty and it spread out the rewards nicely. We did have to quickly get ready for church. Luckily, crescent rolls and boiled eggs made for a speedy breakfast. We went to church and it was a good service. Then when we came home the kiddo's played outside for a while. Abby learned to ride her bike on two wheels so you know we had to do more of that. Then we brought them in and watched some Easter videos and talked about why Easter is so important. Then we had lunch and naps. During naps, I helped Kylee make her treat of crock-pot cake and then did her nails. Tia really wanted to go to the cousins after that but I made her wait a bit until more people woke up and then we all headed out to the Bryce's for dinner together. It was fun to enjoy eating and being with them. The kids of course love playing with their cousins and we have had some super fine weather lately, so they got to play outside. That did end up to a few kids being covered in chalk, but we got it all taken care of and headed home. Family, Food, Church, Christ it just all made for a really good Easter.</p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgSgzMdH2lqqGgZLtSEyrmPxN7e3UFiH0nUGILD4986iJL7W2Trj_bSMRa3q2PFwRujlh5fHuErhsq_0knDtulVgANlH7kmU03nuq_HjQtF2gN0qv6jY-9rQdI3SLDH4Z92-fi8EDhm4SOwsTyqI8-nRr7u5vwH6ivLPB4ZzJEZ_JM41WAr9H1TWMf6Xg/s3088/IMG_7158.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2320" data-original-width="3088" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgSgzMdH2lqqGgZLtSEyrmPxN7e3UFiH0nUGILD4986iJL7W2Trj_bSMRa3q2PFwRujlh5fHuErhsq_0knDtulVgANlH7kmU03nuq_HjQtF2gN0qv6jY-9rQdI3SLDH4Z92-fi8EDhm4SOwsTyqI8-nRr7u5vwH6ivLPB4ZzJEZ_JM41WAr9H1TWMf6Xg/s320/IMG_7158.JPG" width="320" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Gaupo, Tia, Abby, Kylee, Me, Kade, and Hope coloring eggs.</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhvwVNxp1SsOCc3Hr3gVKuPE7MGRP3pdZEv419Mm9fXwKyEqPv9iHCA9lLnopeo_KU5r-CJvyaQqOP48UdCVQtRq7EzBCtkIp6Ml0J9IXmJJRZRjxdJPEpIW9KjyQrH_ga97ZbIUiFttMs9ym2uFAeL2gH7J6Pnh_z_Dlogu4Omv49IX882xnRWa8Vydw/s4032/IMG_7159.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhvwVNxp1SsOCc3Hr3gVKuPE7MGRP3pdZEv419Mm9fXwKyEqPv9iHCA9lLnopeo_KU5r-CJvyaQqOP48UdCVQtRq7EzBCtkIp6Ml0J9IXmJJRZRjxdJPEpIW9KjyQrH_ga97ZbIUiFttMs9ym2uFAeL2gH7J6Pnh_z_Dlogu4Omv49IX882xnRWa8Vydw/s320/IMG_7159.JPG" width="240" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The eggs</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhd2xBtU-Z3sla49kip2KzDrRfZKaDyZauLTXHOEkl73B-fgwjkqiw4dexyu93HYIHeYFy6zu_kzrVCNDZ2zEi9K_kL7JPcKV14CpTnBTYS-_Injn9yomsuJJpY55zOGWW0HNZqrRLUYt1rJOMBnFPRKJbfDCPBeZhHJYqkRomtsglqts9ItkwbbJnjSg/s4032/IMG_7161.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhd2xBtU-Z3sla49kip2KzDrRfZKaDyZauLTXHOEkl73B-fgwjkqiw4dexyu93HYIHeYFy6zu_kzrVCNDZ2zEi9K_kL7JPcKV14CpTnBTYS-_Injn9yomsuJJpY55zOGWW0HNZqrRLUYt1rJOMBnFPRKJbfDCPBeZhHJYqkRomtsglqts9ItkwbbJnjSg/s320/IMG_7161.JPG" width="240" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Going to hunt eggs. Kylee, Hope, Tia, Abby, Kade</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiIdcFswEtNS4Og_DAZxV3chDZ5v4tEPmMsizFeNN6EAmFFCvaKleaHOTfTJcDYhV7Ac3J_WD9LfM1L8TbvvIPQPMkT-U2bAzLoMG3CwA-EI1FcZXpNEkqbkVqMGTMEgJPTI7UAyXjjm5XenQ8YOvsxMMSQckP1jURr2e-kk0PyrCAXaLyPrgsmF9y3aw/s4032/IMG_7162.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiIdcFswEtNS4Og_DAZxV3chDZ5v4tEPmMsizFeNN6EAmFFCvaKleaHOTfTJcDYhV7Ac3J_WD9LfM1L8TbvvIPQPMkT-U2bAzLoMG3CwA-EI1FcZXpNEkqbkVqMGTMEgJPTI7UAyXjjm5XenQ8YOvsxMMSQckP1jURr2e-kk0PyrCAXaLyPrgsmF9y3aw/s320/IMG_7162.JPG" width="240" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Hope getting her eggs</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiHPTTliDlXl3znrCfEkZFrUeMAWCBXX0jxGPHh5TCHa76NB37KIHWv64o1NTXz9bQP4XvOjfh4CD0f1d4TrqfZjBMF6-HmnZhTSJmuh6ANevTLM0ysXSBUj7JOjDXUz__97SQz3fk1WY_voji0wxulgS_i_MP6-Jqh-8gv8NS7nm28-vLMF4mGnqs79A/s4032/IMG_7163.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiHPTTliDlXl3znrCfEkZFrUeMAWCBXX0jxGPHh5TCHa76NB37KIHWv64o1NTXz9bQP4XvOjfh4CD0f1d4TrqfZjBMF6-HmnZhTSJmuh6ANevTLM0ysXSBUj7JOjDXUz__97SQz3fk1WY_voji0wxulgS_i_MP6-Jqh-8gv8NS7nm28-vLMF4mGnqs79A/s320/IMG_7163.JPG" width="240" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Kylee </td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj4I5gz7x_9SjsfUG_Z9HEeWvM4Efk1e3lj29L2tN_u7o32p6hdzs2okk7KYrEgfpQXCImMerCw7920VhO_avtA1RG80M6JwacV4R7N946EziDXVihPbfQlMTX3B3WlTvvYX9Em85sm22q41nEzUAGn_uyhZq-fixKyMhCxlcfsWcvK6rm8zNsCExCyKA/s4032/IMG_7164.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj4I5gz7x_9SjsfUG_Z9HEeWvM4Efk1e3lj29L2tN_u7o32p6hdzs2okk7KYrEgfpQXCImMerCw7920VhO_avtA1RG80M6JwacV4R7N946EziDXVihPbfQlMTX3B3WlTvvYX9Em85sm22q41nEzUAGn_uyhZq-fixKyMhCxlcfsWcvK6rm8zNsCExCyKA/s320/IMG_7164.JPG" width="240" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Abby</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhMCvS4gzdR84lCqLh8KjMfkYuBVvmh4s5r6NoKEMRpCN7-DUAq_V7z9xNI-vZB_N78XspY3lLF2wlSQl_yY8rnXPOWZ02tabCfGfXjDGzaz0vjM0jPaCTefx-ZnQKRtCMSvQ4MUArrOs_NR3fIEFl3qAh6fF_Ct3ZYgiploPvQtxKeAjgHGQdUC_KbaQ/s4032/IMG_7165.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhMCvS4gzdR84lCqLh8KjMfkYuBVvmh4s5r6NoKEMRpCN7-DUAq_V7z9xNI-vZB_N78XspY3lLF2wlSQl_yY8rnXPOWZ02tabCfGfXjDGzaz0vjM0jPaCTefx-ZnQKRtCMSvQ4MUArrOs_NR3fIEFl3qAh6fF_Ct3ZYgiploPvQtxKeAjgHGQdUC_KbaQ/s320/IMG_7165.JPG" width="240" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Kade</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiPKrCqJoA1JT_XDNkm0PWR0_GfoJLT5xRk611X1KjpWrCp_F9bgZT_acWHj6V4kx57dBK_rnt3S1N0La4yvCz0j0HOmd-Psz6EHsdwZutXALFwn8KFhYX9ETkQaKJq_B1JJUZuEZQAFUB_oRYQJhyonxnmdmqeUtas4tWR6omZwh684PLd1BNaO5eKbg/s4032/IMG_7168.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3024" data-original-width="4032" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiPKrCqJoA1JT_XDNkm0PWR0_GfoJLT5xRk611X1KjpWrCp_F9bgZT_acWHj6V4kx57dBK_rnt3S1N0La4yvCz0j0HOmd-Psz6EHsdwZutXALFwn8KFhYX9ETkQaKJq_B1JJUZuEZQAFUB_oRYQJhyonxnmdmqeUtas4tWR6omZwh684PLd1BNaO5eKbg/s320/IMG_7168.JPG" width="320" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">After the hunt. Abby, Tia, Kade, Kylee</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEirepkXgT7vSZSVmvNfvTP-sNiALaX_6NI0JJw1ZrjEZFmWeugpgTccATduMsN8xUoea_muI7vW6D3qayrkTa3YmRRppsb4H2icz62PE5gSW382ml9VswsOyBL-3AboIiuJAllRlHuqj3LzMYwBXJEJLBIscGJGmFy7hn0xwJ-zCPKqqH1wmLnD_0DmlA/s4032/IMG_7176.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3024" data-original-width="4032" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEirepkXgT7vSZSVmvNfvTP-sNiALaX_6NI0JJw1ZrjEZFmWeugpgTccATduMsN8xUoea_muI7vW6D3qayrkTa3YmRRppsb4H2icz62PE5gSW382ml9VswsOyBL-3AboIiuJAllRlHuqj3LzMYwBXJEJLBIscGJGmFy7hn0xwJ-zCPKqqH1wmLnD_0DmlA/s320/IMG_7176.JPG" width="320" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Our Family Easter 2023</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><p><br /></p>adventuregirlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06905401351986124345noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5000344110973409273.post-68444090181838529292023-04-04T11:47:00.000-06:002023-04-04T11:47:18.757-06:00Spring Break<p>I started this post almost two weeks ago and I stopped to read to the twins before their nap and before that was through we were hit with a stomach bug. Kade threw-up first, the Abby about an hour later, then Tia, and though I didn't throw-up I sure felt like I was going to and was out of energy so laid around only getting up to help puking kids. Gaupo got the bug on Tuesday night and Kylee had it by Wednesday night. We have been in the clear since Friday. So, Saturday Kitt and her boys came for General Conference and birthday celebrations. We are both currently in a stage where conference is on for all the sessions and some listening happens but there is also a lot of choas. It gets busy especially when the dads have to work so its just two moms and 7 kids. However, what I got of conference was really good. We got to celebrate Kitt's birthday which is always fun to do. </p><p>One other thing to mention is I played pickleball for my first time ever on Friday with a Relief Society group and loved it. I think its going to be a weekly thing, so that will be a great thing for me to be able to do.</p><p>So, the long lost spring break post.....</p><p>This past week was spring break break. It went by so fast. I could really use another week off of school. Lindsay asked me what I would do with it and honestly I would just play with my kids and be home more. I don't know why I feel that way because we did play, and where home, but apparently not enough for my liking.</p><p>Spring Break started off with a visit from Grandma and Grandpa. They got in on Friday about the same time the girls got home from school. I honestly thought I had another hour and hour and half before they got here, so I wasn't quite ready, but luckily I was able to finish dinner prep and get their bed made before they wanted to get their stuff out of the car. The kids were so excited to have them here that it was a little rough to get reading and piano practicing done, but the girls got it done, and we finished off the night with pizza and watching <i>Luck of the Irish</i>. </p><p>Saturday we went to the Fort Collins Museum of Discovery. It was really fun. All the exhibits are hands on and my kid favorite part was all the musical instruments that they had around for them to play. They had sound booths with drum pads and guitars. They had a garage that I think at less busy times has more instruments but this time it had a drum set and they all loved that. There was a tornado chamber they could try, space craft building and testing, some insects and reptiles for them to see, and their other favorite place a water table area where they could dam up and let flow the water. It was really fun and a great way to spend the day. We packed a lunch that we ate outside. It was really cold and we should have eaten in the cafe, but we didn't know that was an option so outside in the wind it was. Overall, we had a great time. Hope was her champion self and just loved looking around from the stroller and sleeping.</p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjHHMmlBXwsfnW0mYuM98-Gvu_Oiz4eT5PtSirh_3ClrVuUb9dE-JxezUq3lIyyy8hmjEPQP3tlbRjTQordt84oIGjdwAlaNKoT-Ucr9YEioSE6Yq11koJStgKeas3FV1hY4b-eBqHS3xXi0OTlzCVmgk0vnO37l8fp4cSGhm6I14G_RYcByIxqEht6FQ/s4032/IMG_7018.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3024" data-original-width="4032" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjHHMmlBXwsfnW0mYuM98-Gvu_Oiz4eT5PtSirh_3ClrVuUb9dE-JxezUq3lIyyy8hmjEPQP3tlbRjTQordt84oIGjdwAlaNKoT-Ucr9YEioSE6Yq11koJStgKeas3FV1hY4b-eBqHS3xXi0OTlzCVmgk0vnO37l8fp4cSGhm6I14G_RYcByIxqEht6FQ/s320/IMG_7018.JPG" width="320" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Kylee playing the painted piano.</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgpQU6oauwggNxiDTYocp5obSgv7lq1pnCB7I9vZg7XHkokCLOxsx9sV2LaWudma6WUS2srEU1fnPmrnuF6A_YuoK5npWYOpnkDUXTQ2IJZ9xiOlZMu2GlV_8LoPzVLDtiD65ePZ2tmeVg8XHT9e9CIQDOl9cEh_JupGl8yPDNlavtlYO9uKntaILd2Fg/s4032/IMG_7020.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgpQU6oauwggNxiDTYocp5obSgv7lq1pnCB7I9vZg7XHkokCLOxsx9sV2LaWudma6WUS2srEU1fnPmrnuF6A_YuoK5npWYOpnkDUXTQ2IJZ9xiOlZMu2GlV_8LoPzVLDtiD65ePZ2tmeVg8XHT9e9CIQDOl9cEh_JupGl8yPDNlavtlYO9uKntaILd2Fg/s320/IMG_7020.JPG" width="240" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Kylee, Tia, Gaupo, Kade, and Abby in the tornado tube</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEimTtJJQDpptI7TaPbPYoTi5mqxq9YvEqG42ATfLj-B9BhFrbRQ025iIMjREghSJnzg3GtBf3ehN6hyuyaAVorEm88F5k_kKThDLJclyytWHpyVooEJmuH1gsjkkG8wWxqUd5YlCJdx3PTuGCWilAhUfzO4MRQeFOFvKjWia6nUiQJgSOXlSS3bRSi-Iw/s4032/IMG_7024.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEimTtJJQDpptI7TaPbPYoTi5mqxq9YvEqG42ATfLj-B9BhFrbRQ025iIMjREghSJnzg3GtBf3ehN6hyuyaAVorEm88F5k_kKThDLJclyytWHpyVooEJmuH1gsjkkG8wWxqUd5YlCJdx3PTuGCWilAhUfzO4MRQeFOFvKjWia6nUiQJgSOXlSS3bRSi-Iw/s320/IMG_7024.JPG" width="240" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Kade drumming</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgD73IoFlixSPrchcMlWaNJynaU20Bz7rVT5dh1i6k8EPFnt31rpLAbP46mTE1JbKtRSyBUDgj5AwO962osn1iYlO4fAU35FROGSGhps2MJWXTXMfU0acHrRTUmdqPqMPmUNlwwvzEHxx4H8B3rZQ2I6RYiAS4pCaIf2h4HPrbQg73pf0CNbIj5bQe8KQ/s4032/IMG_7025.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgD73IoFlixSPrchcMlWaNJynaU20Bz7rVT5dh1i6k8EPFnt31rpLAbP46mTE1JbKtRSyBUDgj5AwO962osn1iYlO4fAU35FROGSGhps2MJWXTXMfU0acHrRTUmdqPqMPmUNlwwvzEHxx4H8B3rZQ2I6RYiAS4pCaIf2h4HPrbQg73pf0CNbIj5bQe8KQ/s320/IMG_7025.JPG" width="240" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Kylee</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgRkM3GHpxXleM-Bu4XdoB-g0v_-rYkeiVCMOeTDEAcbA33xMQxiInmb1GSDmJcxoOHeviSc1SJJts-POpwNWsaARz2tF_oz4NZXfjNb5zIV8E4I12cJ9v-FFxFdjZFC4lpLX4cOMRXmIsMRhVMY0OjGKZkjbTDTAefxJH8kxEAF6e9Fi_0NWSy85M7Bg/s4032/IMG_7027.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgRkM3GHpxXleM-Bu4XdoB-g0v_-rYkeiVCMOeTDEAcbA33xMQxiInmb1GSDmJcxoOHeviSc1SJJts-POpwNWsaARz2tF_oz4NZXfjNb5zIV8E4I12cJ9v-FFxFdjZFC4lpLX4cOMRXmIsMRhVMY0OjGKZkjbTDTAefxJH8kxEAF6e9Fi_0NWSy85M7Bg/s320/IMG_7027.JPG" width="240" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Gaupo</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWzO_SJZijkLnAYlcKZEIRxWrCot9t-NgWSLKg3Ib7Hl-SfFtupBXQ6zwqivzXJ2wxjXadRCMzSn3P7M_FNmgHwnPI3Rqv81ojviGS1hsTfCo0gDeDVZurDHv9OKCeg12EYk_LKoYlcGEUFnt6Dbu5PJeWS0iUEVN1VcDfE6VWpWv8MZO19Dti0TGz4g/s4032/IMG_7028.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWzO_SJZijkLnAYlcKZEIRxWrCot9t-NgWSLKg3Ib7Hl-SfFtupBXQ6zwqivzXJ2wxjXadRCMzSn3P7M_FNmgHwnPI3Rqv81ojviGS1hsTfCo0gDeDVZurDHv9OKCeg12EYk_LKoYlcGEUFnt6Dbu5PJeWS0iUEVN1VcDfE6VWpWv8MZO19Dti0TGz4g/s320/IMG_7028.JPG" width="240" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Tia</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjSPDF0bx_00D0ffsh484O_-0kw0vxtbLbBQ5zSa0nFL6C1SCItZljiOgEaAPHMerSKECgnYBe_si3AhdzPqeo2QJTGLOVx07tt5fJATRlid23WrAzw60xZNnVa9AoN4Kx9AQ4z3e1_FFZfKAiN0vHyNhSIZ1zZAJUaICOHUVWUQfLWWf_HSqHk7eDXEw/s4032/IMG_7031.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3024" data-original-width="4032" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjSPDF0bx_00D0ffsh484O_-0kw0vxtbLbBQ5zSa0nFL6C1SCItZljiOgEaAPHMerSKECgnYBe_si3AhdzPqeo2QJTGLOVx07tt5fJATRlid23WrAzw60xZNnVa9AoN4Kx9AQ4z3e1_FFZfKAiN0vHyNhSIZ1zZAJUaICOHUVWUQfLWWf_HSqHk7eDXEw/s320/IMG_7031.JPG" width="320" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Grandma helping Kylee and Kade make tissue paper flowers</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj6K_zKvPKh_TAfY6Z_1Pv4EUrcMdlPPHM54ati912zxsdtdWHmd6WqfUK8B5Ajfjc3i7KAY4hEB3MiXB6yZYLILeNe4j-CSImN1kQQrkrgnb6tF2j124DaOHGJQ3OdDQqAxbrRJC8rM0vcKpSE2o2vTu-AB48652iGDQVGzYOVv76w_cXKvjSu7uwpVg/s4032/IMG_7035.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3024" data-original-width="4032" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj6K_zKvPKh_TAfY6Z_1Pv4EUrcMdlPPHM54ati912zxsdtdWHmd6WqfUK8B5Ajfjc3i7KAY4hEB3MiXB6yZYLILeNe4j-CSImN1kQQrkrgnb6tF2j124DaOHGJQ3OdDQqAxbrRJC8rM0vcKpSE2o2vTu-AB48652iGDQVGzYOVv76w_cXKvjSu7uwpVg/s320/IMG_7035.JPG" width="320" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Eating lunch: Grandpa, Tia, Grandma, Abby, Kylee</td></tr></tbody></table><p>Sunday we did church. Monday we went and got free ice cream cones at Dairy Queen and then went to Carr Park where they have a cool zipline swing thing that the kids like. The Bryce cousins joined us for a little while at the park and so that made it a little extra fun. Then we came home, but when we home I couldn't find my phone anywhere. I was pretty sure I left it at the park. My mom tried to track it on her phone and we thought it was at the park, but Lindsay couldn't find it. So, Gaupo, Grandma, Grandpa, and Tia went to look. At some point, my mom checked it again and it was in a parking lot a few places over. Gaupo took the crew their and it was a dentist office. So, Gaupo walks in and says we lost a phone and it says its here, do you have it? The receptionist is like, "uh, no." A lady overheard this conversation and said that her daughter had picked up the phone at the park and they took it with them so that someone else would pick it up and were waiting for someone to call it. Now, we had called it--several times, but they had left it in their car while in the dentist so hadn't answer. The lady was somewhat horrified that we could track my phone and which if you think about it is a little scary because if you pick up a phone hoping to return it and then someone can search out where you are. It is a little creepy. Anyway, it was a total miracle and an answer to many of the prayers I sent up because I really didn't want to have to buy a new phone.</p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg74yF4ho48jyJ8PfEcoV3JlC5PVBnOwh3MYaKJ4iM89LWXNb9LOq2vQpfMk3M5rTi3yJ8d8TlVC6BanRv2VkN3VzID0IwVmJnfr4kdnQjLdQHH2rMk1P2J1TZiOfw5zlGpGPWFpds5cdi1_TCG3u4qCpzsWH6J913ayk51Mfy9Ba9deF72E6f_SKt5jQ/s3088/IMG_7040.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2320" data-original-width="3088" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg74yF4ho48jyJ8PfEcoV3JlC5PVBnOwh3MYaKJ4iM89LWXNb9LOq2vQpfMk3M5rTi3yJ8d8TlVC6BanRv2VkN3VzID0IwVmJnfr4kdnQjLdQHH2rMk1P2J1TZiOfw5zlGpGPWFpds5cdi1_TCG3u4qCpzsWH6J913ayk51Mfy9Ba9deF72E6f_SKt5jQ/s320/IMG_7040.JPG" width="320" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">At Dairy Queen for Free Cone Day</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhFyr_7j52hxP29096mWvZX7njrElpZ2eaR-2Ca5I-LXaTV11qq5m5HXsvku-UxCeU8ooET5XWddQ4lvHxuvsajBgAbKFx4rYlWGMtk65EJac43faKCw3UBrytqdpFspe4JwcwNKZzfgmY3He0e6lt6hOFsRh1QNrJHy6xqBabAPUfijxPy4wa3xXzchA/s4032/IMG_7042.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhFyr_7j52hxP29096mWvZX7njrElpZ2eaR-2Ca5I-LXaTV11qq5m5HXsvku-UxCeU8ooET5XWddQ4lvHxuvsajBgAbKFx4rYlWGMtk65EJac43faKCw3UBrytqdpFspe4JwcwNKZzfgmY3He0e6lt6hOFsRh1QNrJHy6xqBabAPUfijxPy4wa3xXzchA/s320/IMG_7042.JPG" width="240" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Grandpa took us to Wendy's for dinner</td></tr></tbody></table><p>Tuesday, the highlight was Grandma and Grandpa watched all the kids so we could go to the temple. Gaupo and I got to do a session. It was so great to go be able to and do the endowment and see the changes and not have to worry about the kiddos because they were in good hands. It was really nice to go and be in the temple. I loved it. We got home and the kids were mattress sliding and loving mom and dad not being home. Hope was definitely hungry, but was patiently waiting for me. I am so grateful we got to go. I was pretty sure I wouldn't get to the temple for a session until June, so I feel so blessed.</p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjFktl2nD4vaFHfbw58gFXU1PPcM6Eu0BJzSfpPFmREn2cRFhdgQwWBprFFKddjQUt5I-SrOihmjaQpyQJHDfS_8mj2yP3x56pE5tw01ZTTjdgEbdQuFcy7xVOwIpTcd0wZgPsCbqkawxDPY4vyBvkfTnkZC9hFa0e3uoaN4GPdMcEPXP8Z5OJa0MV_LQ/s3088/IMG_7045.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3088" data-original-width="2320" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjFktl2nD4vaFHfbw58gFXU1PPcM6Eu0BJzSfpPFmREn2cRFhdgQwWBprFFKddjQUt5I-SrOihmjaQpyQJHDfS_8mj2yP3x56pE5tw01ZTTjdgEbdQuFcy7xVOwIpTcd0wZgPsCbqkawxDPY4vyBvkfTnkZC9hFa0e3uoaN4GPdMcEPXP8Z5OJa0MV_LQ/s320/IMG_7045.JPG" width="240" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Gaupo and Me at the temple</td></tr></tbody></table><p>Wednesday Grandma and Grandpa had to leave, but that afternoon our friends Tori and Trent came over to play. The kids played good. Siri and I had a good chat. It was really, really good. </p><p>Thursday was a cousin day. I had wanted to take the kids to the rec center, and they wanted to, but when they learned their cousins couldn't come they were pretty bummed. So, I said I can go get them and bring them here, but then we can't go swimming. That is what they wanted so I went and got the cousins (their car was in the shop) and then they played here until it was time to go to dance. Lindsay borrowed my car and took them all to dance and then Kylee and Tia went to their house after dance for dinner and a sleepover. While they were gone Kade, Abby, Gaupo and I had Jefe's which delicious Mexican takeout, and watch some Paw Patrol.</p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiFICVH3fT-I_zRbNOpxHkvhaw68BPPcGNdyEARwrnFGyB77PIkUhquIqMNuoCHMbVq_QU1nkjSuvMxzibo8afinSMoyubAMwFuu46uaQqew1awc_2bDH7FFjXFXnrqiA7_TlQmst3GB-PK7ag9xAmCw9oKiYhP6VEAVy3gj6sz-b8YGvN-Uv-INb0ZDw/s4032/IMG_7050.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3024" data-original-width="4032" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiFICVH3fT-I_zRbNOpxHkvhaw68BPPcGNdyEARwrnFGyB77PIkUhquIqMNuoCHMbVq_QU1nkjSuvMxzibo8afinSMoyubAMwFuu46uaQqew1awc_2bDH7FFjXFXnrqiA7_TlQmst3GB-PK7ag9xAmCw9oKiYhP6VEAVy3gj6sz-b8YGvN-Uv-INb0ZDw/s320/IMG_7050.JPG" width="320" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Outdoor lunch: Kylee, Betty, Tia, Abby, Roxy, Allen</td></tr></tbody></table><p>Friday was our Aunt Kitt day. I picked up the big girls from the cousins and we went right to Kitt's house were we promptly went to the park. We played at a couple parks and then went to Kitt's for lunch and naps. During naps, Kitt and I got to chat and we made some gluten-free Levian Bakery cookies (thick, big, flavorful cookies). It was really fun and we did'nt get it quite right, so we will probably have to make them again with a couple modifications to the original recipe. Once that was done, we got dinner ready cared for the kiddos. Had dinner and then watch Motorcrossed. Its an old-ish one but I still like it and my kids did to. Kade liked the motorcycles and my girls loved the girl coming out on top. After the movie, we drove home to sleep in our own beds.</p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhz9kRGUHj3NpWnxjT5wHVMxXRaAWFrFGJFaypDZGdIQQoEnfdBH7LLBpXw1k3z30uJscqb2lqLJSCDUAdk4FaJM-bsaBMDMBA7ANkYGNjnAVDNCOruZ5rsxuxRfAcxzMElQ-93I6-mdw2zuCiM-9MyjfFkZ2pljZ7YL766ioTKosuuf9kA5ITZvFPuJQ/s4032/IMG_7053.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhz9kRGUHj3NpWnxjT5wHVMxXRaAWFrFGJFaypDZGdIQQoEnfdBH7LLBpXw1k3z30uJscqb2lqLJSCDUAdk4FaJM-bsaBMDMBA7ANkYGNjnAVDNCOruZ5rsxuxRfAcxzMElQ-93I6-mdw2zuCiM-9MyjfFkZ2pljZ7YL766ioTKosuuf9kA5ITZvFPuJQ/s320/IMG_7053.JPG" width="240" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Tia feeding Hugh.</td></tr></tbody></table><p>Just like that our break was over and it was really good and we still have places to go and things to see and do on another break.</p><p><br /></p>adventuregirlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06905401351986124345noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5000344110973409273.post-56333981763319422222023-03-12T14:59:00.000-06:002023-03-12T14:59:06.734-06:00Side Effects, Happenings, and Perfect Weather<p> This week has been kind of a wonky one. I was in a bit of a funk for the first part of the week. I think it has to do with a hormone I was taking. I started it last Thursday to see if it would help with my bleeding and while it did I think help with that it caused some serious side effects. One was being easy to anger. My kids couldn't do anything right. They are by no means perfect but everything bad they did was like I wanted lash out irrationally at them. Also, I couldn't feel joy. Most days even the really bad ones there is a moment of joy something that went and felt right but on these days there were a ton of things that went right, yet Gaupo would ask me how my day was and I was like it feels crappy. I don't know why but I just cant feel happy. On Wednesday night, I decided that enough was enough and I needed to stop the hormone to see if it help. It was seriously a night and day difference. We were still late to school, but instead of being irate and panicked about it we just rolled with it and did the best we could. I could plan the activities I needed to work on, I got my dinner prepped in the afternoon, and once again I felt light. Even in the last couple days I have had some rough patches but I feel so much more lightened about it. It is like even though I still want to get angry its more of a choice and I can stop from acting in anger when I couldn't before. I can think ahead again. I don't know for me its like, well those hormones may help with my some womanly issues I am having, but it is destroying my relationships and me, so its not worth it. We will figure out something else. I have worked to hard at trying to be present, patient, organized, and building myself to stop now.</p><p>In other things this week, Tia had an orthodontist appointment that Guapo took her to. It didn't turn out well. They couldn't get the brackets that we needed on, so now we are waiting again for them to be made, so we can get her teeth moving again. It has been a slow, slow, somewhat agonizing process. I hope it is worth it. Kylee was sick on Monday, so sick she stayed home from school and went to the doctor. The rapid test they did, didn't return a result. Tuesday she was feeling better and went to school. However, about 10 I got a call telling me she was positive for strep, so I debated a lot about what to do. I picked up her meds, and then picked up her when I picked up the twins. She was pretty mad about having to come home, but she survived. I did let her go to the middle school parent meeting and instrument petting zoo, but made her wear a mask. Then there was a 5th grade concert and activity days that I also let her attend but made sure she wore a mask. She wasn't happy about wearing a mask, but she didn't want to miss anything either. It was such a tricky day to be sick and I still am in debates about if we handled it right.</p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEitcm34R-821b36xcqBcwy0d8BMh99y0uo-8SHLdOKOXWswYoqihfsVU7jMe55t8RYUNw0lrc05q7SQTQ8OcJZ1_ZuwuHSjrKKrKnA4v1Akp_YGdaGzOUDgKANN0OkJhXoRdy_FpZFCU7QI5jwrO-QuVfKTX8hSWaRNC9Zqwlt16RbTxI9lN6_1vkkB-w/s4032/IMG_6807.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEitcm34R-821b36xcqBcwy0d8BMh99y0uo-8SHLdOKOXWswYoqihfsVU7jMe55t8RYUNw0lrc05q7SQTQ8OcJZ1_ZuwuHSjrKKrKnA4v1Akp_YGdaGzOUDgKANN0OkJhXoRdy_FpZFCU7QI5jwrO-QuVfKTX8hSWaRNC9Zqwlt16RbTxI9lN6_1vkkB-w/s320/IMG_6807.JPG" width="240" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Kylee has a the green mask.</td></tr></tbody></table><p>We finally, had a golden weather day yesterday. It was so nice outside. We took our first family bike ride as a family of 7. It was pretty fun. The twins are getting good on their bikes. It is probably time to take off the training wheels, I just don't have the time and weather to be consistent yet, so we will wait just a little longer. We rode to a nearby park and enjoyed playing their and Hope went done her first slide and scooted on her first playground equipment. Later Tia noticed out neighbor Isabella out and wanted to go out and ride with her. By the time, the night was said and done there were 7 kids in the backyard playing, we had talked to our neighbors who think we should have a block party (sounds great to me), and we had grill food for dinner. It was a much needed spring day with lots of good spontanious neighbor connections. 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I am so grateful for this girl. She has taught me so much and continues to teach me so much. She has really blossomed this past year and I love getting a glimpse of who she is becoming. She has found some good friends to hang out with out school--Charolette, Racheal, and Kierra. She is actively participating in student council, the before school choir, and being the oldest in primary. She said last week on my family chat, "It's kind of hard being the oldest in primary because you can't just dink around." I worried a lot about how this year would go with her cousin in young women and Kylee still in primary, but so far they have both been champs about it and a growing just the way they need to where they are. Kylee has also decided that she like reading. Her favorite books are the Harry Potter and Fablehaven series. She is a great sister. She has started taking on some babysitting roles here at home and though her siblings are still learning that when she is in charge they need to listen she is doing great and learning all kind of great things. She 'practices' being a babysitter by making our mac and cheese on Sunday's and reading to the twins when they will let her. She is doing well in school. She recently led her parent teacher conference and it was fun to hear her tell me about how she thought she was doing in school. At age 11, Kylee's favorite color is purple. Her favorite food is still tacos. She loves to 'dance' to music which she plays as often as she can in the CD player. She know where all her favorite songs are on the CD's and handles the discs and song like a pro to dance the ways she feel or wants to feel. She loves to play with her cousins and watch movies.<div><br /></div><div>To celebrate her birthday, we started with presents and cream of wheat before scholl. Then we had the cousins over for tacos, pumpkin pie, and a movie. She loved her celebration and I think she felt very loved so it was a win.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhoCFGDYvSoNtA-TBR1RL6z-0lZY56Hpw7AZ_uxRRilrkjgRPP82t_sgdjrG2e0yqiup6-WwaWMKIt4bakdGCeq6gMNmSSZhSOI9zKnv1yYgu3SJzc4Cs-N6YyMmXlkyWo-rDFGiMokNbC_KnfgIV7NWr3YvuHa8EBzVtFnCkyPXWGlbzGrnu679S5T0w/s4032/IMG_6761.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3024" data-original-width="4032" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhoCFGDYvSoNtA-TBR1RL6z-0lZY56Hpw7AZ_uxRRilrkjgRPP82t_sgdjrG2e0yqiup6-WwaWMKIt4bakdGCeq6gMNmSSZhSOI9zKnv1yYgu3SJzc4Cs-N6YyMmXlkyWo-rDFGiMokNbC_KnfgIV7NWr3YvuHa8EBzVtFnCkyPXWGlbzGrnu679S5T0w/s320/IMG_6761.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgcG4ZQaamYlGfzLgroPLhmlFKo1LVnDAVkB7yEMbiK-02mEB48PTs8K7LP5NX8nZKpe-BC8_A-jJOxX48SiN-CGoFXC5DuF9djnRITjsuAqs8o3X1KsDGbFXpLm3TD9Uou2Vlgc-E0hpE-pnyDhQJMOCFpHIapEzjwrtnop28kWGWRlqR29j-uhDgZlA/s4032/IMG_6765.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgcG4ZQaamYlGfzLgroPLhmlFKo1LVnDAVkB7yEMbiK-02mEB48PTs8K7LP5NX8nZKpe-BC8_A-jJOxX48SiN-CGoFXC5DuF9djnRITjsuAqs8o3X1KsDGbFXpLm3TD9Uou2Vlgc-E0hpE-pnyDhQJMOCFpHIapEzjwrtnop28kWGWRlqR29j-uhDgZlA/s320/IMG_6765.JPG" width="240" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjeEXPly-weEx93t5i98gIzg6PTsfqx4YVj_QYiDsGBE2EKGsVFYm9meBMEz_wBjSVVIr0SJ_pCPOT9v2lryp0E3_V73gpG7a8Qz222foLw2isGj-BVzpMOS5Y5wKaKjNB5zCAIuEbWze9RGdtr7kIyS6r0AdICb2OyUkHMz0IWM-PAD8AYG1Fg-S1_pA/s4032/IMG_6779.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjeEXPly-weEx93t5i98gIzg6PTsfqx4YVj_QYiDsGBE2EKGsVFYm9meBMEz_wBjSVVIr0SJ_pCPOT9v2lryp0E3_V73gpG7a8Qz222foLw2isGj-BVzpMOS5Y5wKaKjNB5zCAIuEbWze9RGdtr7kIyS6r0AdICb2OyUkHMz0IWM-PAD8AYG1Fg-S1_pA/s320/IMG_6779.JPG" width="240" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjOX0RRxVRVrYJoVISo26eGqF49rwfGNm7s1xS4ciyZpKRW3vuTTIg2a6EU8c4qlzQr-3SgtTFI2pqoNvQ9dRMSMzllN3F3bfaOjd9zcjHDCwx1TWWeImdAF1rQXOqJ_aYDf27lfBMGk89VD6MCRjY-v1e_hCnyzA6Ivn1Xd3mzA8_xJvUr0DthteWgSw/s4032/IMG_6781.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3024" data-original-width="4032" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjOX0RRxVRVrYJoVISo26eGqF49rwfGNm7s1xS4ciyZpKRW3vuTTIg2a6EU8c4qlzQr-3SgtTFI2pqoNvQ9dRMSMzllN3F3bfaOjd9zcjHDCwx1TWWeImdAF1rQXOqJ_aYDf27lfBMGk89VD6MCRjY-v1e_hCnyzA6Ivn1Xd3mzA8_xJvUr0DthteWgSw/s320/IMG_6781.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjbLBo6kzhfxauMSasiltKG6pcpEW8_xmq_g6F1WROn16n71fIfxhOeHmSCkLAbOEiztU7buiROlp4L9HLIda_C4kJPp2EziOcSRLFbsuXUADUXkDkkvtdt28x38XEF2g122Mg5tLE9ZsahpKb4jqDEUCQu52jhHBGRJ_eH-Xwqj5945iUXlqxWPJGPeA/s4032/IMG_6791.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3024" data-original-width="4032" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjbLBo6kzhfxauMSasiltKG6pcpEW8_xmq_g6F1WROn16n71fIfxhOeHmSCkLAbOEiztU7buiROlp4L9HLIda_C4kJPp2EziOcSRLFbsuXUADUXkDkkvtdt28x38XEF2g122Mg5tLE9ZsahpKb4jqDEUCQu52jhHBGRJ_eH-Xwqj5945iUXlqxWPJGPeA/s320/IMG_6791.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><br /><div>Earlier this week, Kylee also received the <i>Spirit of the Golden Fox</i> award at school. It is given to only two .kids once a month: one in k-2 and the other is 3-5. This month Kylee was chosen. Her teacher said the following when she gave Kylee the award:</div><blockquote style="border: none; margin: 0 0 0 40px; padding: 0px;"><div style="text-align: left;">"Congratulations Kylee!! Kylee comes to school every single day with a smile on her ace and that smile is infectious. She is excited and ready to take on the day. Kylee is the perfect example of every one of our R.O.C.K.S. expectations. Kylee is <u>respectful</u> to adults and students. Kylee's <u>outstanding </u> behavior shines each and everyday. She is willing to try any and all things even when she knows it's going to be hard. Kylee cares about our <u>community</u>. She keeps our classroom clean and organized. She can't walk past a piece of trash without picking it up. Kylee is <u>kind</u> to everyone and I mean everyone and that transfers to being <u>safe</u>. She takes car of her friends and always looks out for her safety and the safety of others. We talk daily about 5th graders being the leaders of the schoola dn Kylee is exactly the role model Fall River is proud to have."</div></blockquote><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh5_pVnw1lJFm55CJOHOrZ2ph0SOmIjJVrOH8n43nVmVqW-H_sKOgDtGA-OmYBbnD1PLsmAUvQP8_5AzQ2ZPXfj1IyVQ7Vb_uGiNxGD6WFy0Rkpr8JqLJweinE_16Kw61_2CCdAE2iGKk7O1xsbTljfyg60NYkEKVc3DoNBWqb5xmsMTwWY8nQK7ZV5ZA/s4032/IMG_6744.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh5_pVnw1lJFm55CJOHOrZ2ph0SOmIjJVrOH8n43nVmVqW-H_sKOgDtGA-OmYBbnD1PLsmAUvQP8_5AzQ2ZPXfj1IyVQ7Vb_uGiNxGD6WFy0Rkpr8JqLJweinE_16Kw61_2CCdAE2iGKk7O1xsbTljfyg60NYkEKVc3DoNBWqb5xmsMTwWY8nQK7ZV5ZA/s320/IMG_6744.JPG" width="240" /></a></div><p>I loved being at the assembly where she got this award and watching the teachers that got to know her and really rooted for her when things were hard. It was great to see them be excited for her. Kylee has had a lot of rough times at school with the work and friends and things, but she kept going, kept trying, and she has really made leaps and bound of progress in all areas and it was so great to see her recognized for it. I know most kids don't get recognized for all the work they do, but this time she did and I am so grateful because it just helped add to her confidence bucket. </p><p>We sure are grateful for our Kylee girl.</p>adventuregirlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06905401351986124345noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5000344110973409273.post-7688976992169531202023-02-26T14:27:00.003-07:002023-02-26T14:27:51.527-07:00Friends and Being An AuntMonday Kylee was invited over to a friends house from 10-4. We have never really had that opportunity happen before and Kylee was so excited. She had a great time with her friends. They did "sledding" on the stairs, played games, watch a movie, and enjoyed being together. It was so great to be able to send her to a house to play with people I knew she actually played with at school and were nice. Friends have been a struggle for Kylee to find and so it was a great opportunity for her to be able to go by herself and enjoy her friends. It was also an opportunity for the rest of us to figure out life without Kylee. It was weird knowing she wasn't at school, but other than that it wasn't too weird for me. However, I think it was for Tia. Those two do a lot of things together and have since Tia was born, so to know Kylee was at a friends and Tia was with us was a little weird and there were definitely points were Tia didn't quite know what to do with herself, but it also gave her time to do some 'big' sibling things she doesn't get to normally do like play a video game with dad and be the oldest in the pretend play the kids do.<div><br /></div><div>Also on Monday, I finally got together with our neighbors and so the twins had a 'friend' over and so did I. Probably another reason why Tia was like "what am I supposed to do?" Anyway, it was so great to talk to my friend and for the twins (mainly Abby) to have a friend over. It was interesting to watch Abby interact with a friend and for them to figure out how to play. Then in turn watch how Kade handled that. Which, was pretty much playing when he wanted and doing his own thing when he didn't want to. Then Laura and I just got to chat. It is so nice to talk to someone else in a similar boat as me. We are definitely different and do different things, but both a mom to 10, 4, and newborns. Plus, she she believes in Christ and that she can pray and get answers and it was good. It was so good to connect. I really enjoyed it.</div><div><br /></div><div>Another fun thing for me was Friday I got to run to Costco which is a rarity in itself, but I also shopped for Kitt while there and then ran out to her house to drop stuff off. I love being a sister. I always do, but Kitt is the first time I have had the chance to be supportive to a new mama and I love it. My baby is old enough that I have capacity to help her. Plus holding her new baby is so fun. I haven't ever really held anyone else's newborn and it is so peaceful. So, I brought soup for lunch, and supplies from Costco. We visited over lunch, put kiddos down for a nap (a short one for mine because we had to be back for the big girls), de-boned rotisserie chickens, and enjoyed each other. Man, I know Kitt is really having a hard time just with new baby stuff, but at the same time she is totally rocking it. Her boys are so lucky to have her and her to have them. I am also grateful for the reminder that its hard. Babies are wonderful and special, but they are hard. I am so grateful that I have a chance to be a big sister in this instance and enjoy taking care of my sister. </div><div><br /></div><div>I am learning more and more of this truth--I can't do it all exactly the way I want and every way I want, but what I can do is enough and I need to do what I can do. What I can do is still a blessing and I should use it because it is a gift. Sometimes more simply said "Better done than perfect."</div>adventuregirlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06905401351986124345noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5000344110973409273.post-65698327473500472502023-02-19T14:24:00.002-07:002023-02-19T14:24:27.724-07:00Valentine's Day and Play DayThere is nothing quite like Valentine's Day at elementary school. It is electrifying with energy and excitement. I would actually argue that the energy vibe is even stronger than on Halloween. Most kids have their boxes that are homemade. I have noticed some are becoming store bought, but still mostly homemade and in all varieties from super amazing to just a box with stickers and everything in between. Then most kid have their valentines that to some extent they helped pick out or put together and they are so excited to share and receive. It was so fun at drop-off to walk around and see it all.<div><br /></div><div>Oddly enough, as a family we don't do too much to celebrate. This year we bought a dozen doughnuts from Dunkin' Donuts. Everyone got to have 2. My two big girls and Gaupo ate both of theirs at breakfast. The twins and I ate one and then had the other later like at lunch. Gaupo had to work that night, so I fixed the kids their favorite of scrambled pancakes. Other 'fun' included me and Gaupo matching. I meant to get a picture but I didn't. Kylee and Tia had some valentines theme clothes they wore Kade tried, but he didn't have much to work with but did manage to find a shirt that said kindness on it. Abby just straight up didn't want to, so she didn't wear anything V-Day themed. I went and dug hope out some clothes with hearts. It was I felt like a pretty good day of celebration.</div><div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiUuLYCsqW8N0mkRirm5Yo_JsDusZHzN2O4Ls1_6qnO_LVp1nghn5k-OBtgSbMl3hr4EChBHU4LMpgIAztiJyk-5rg8H-xmzWC7c0z7rtM8NQAUILcWPLo6fIjvWXr1HDaFSIOBaseoV4ms-sFro2Qni955Yj5R-BR30P9HGxTFSr4hbzPLROygjxxCbA/s4032/IMG_6607.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiUuLYCsqW8N0mkRirm5Yo_JsDusZHzN2O4Ls1_6qnO_LVp1nghn5k-OBtgSbMl3hr4EChBHU4LMpgIAztiJyk-5rg8H-xmzWC7c0z7rtM8NQAUILcWPLo6fIjvWXr1HDaFSIOBaseoV4ms-sFro2Qni955Yj5R-BR30P9HGxTFSr4hbzPLROygjxxCbA/s320/IMG_6607.JPG" width="240" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9mDyCeQfFRHsUSssbUIsCgLm-nyncXYK5rmn8BvuZZ01NMhyxiVMr3PaRPapr2T_HqczJHMgpqcjsAgQB8IvC5Uvxzeqd8qzd56VGqgIUuf1SB-30DykFHbTQMHU_L62l8Rk5UaxL2_U8FrCQriI9qxuYmZb1G_u9zBZaI1S2lqvQ5mo523nMyuZJfQ/s4032/IMG_6608.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9mDyCeQfFRHsUSssbUIsCgLm-nyncXYK5rmn8BvuZZ01NMhyxiVMr3PaRPapr2T_HqczJHMgpqcjsAgQB8IvC5Uvxzeqd8qzd56VGqgIUuf1SB-30DykFHbTQMHU_L62l8Rk5UaxL2_U8FrCQriI9qxuYmZb1G_u9zBZaI1S2lqvQ5mo523nMyuZJfQ/s320/IMG_6608.JPG" width="240" /></a></div><br /><div>We did do a couple other fun things that I linked to Valentine's Day. One was buying Gaupo the ice cream, spinach, and candy he added to my grocery list. He got me flowers. Well, actually I jumped the gun and bought them for myself while I was at the store on Thursday night, but he swore he was going to so we will give the credit for my pretty flowers to him. Then we made fish taco's for a fancy lunch on Saturday.</div><div><br /></div><div>The other highlight of the week was Friday. The kiddo's had a four-day weekended so we went out to the Blaylock's to visit them and Oma. I took all the kids with me and Gaupo took the day off work. Guapo stayed home and watched a couple movies, played games, and had a much needed day to himself while we went and played. I was pretty worried about how it would go because Kitt only had her baby like 3-ish weeks ago and the girls slept over at their cousins, so I wasn't sure if they would be cooperative enough for it to be a good day, but they did great. I did bring and audio book, a book, and some games to help with quiet time. But really, the kids played well with Jay when he was awake, the twins and Hope took naps, and the big girls played on their own for a bit during naptime. We managed to stay at Kitt's without driving her nuts until 5 at which time we left to get home to have dinner with Gaupo and a movie night. I love hanging out with my sisters and mom. It is just so good for the heart. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhaJ8VafPRToPWAu8CvEHUlMuKP6DzbaB6SDh2wQ52qZrGCWrreU2JjyQE-r1MVER8wVWfQprxleKOaTlVKLKXe2ob5pepGoJ0YowcZOLaDe9mORB-QDOfBDU2M_Vr7ztd2d5JLFmjO1ryJD0pWnkJz4kGyZxgRYs3ndgqaTl_PYLoaDqiDFeEk3RKBHg/s4032/IMG_6616.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3024" data-original-width="4032" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhaJ8VafPRToPWAu8CvEHUlMuKP6DzbaB6SDh2wQ52qZrGCWrreU2JjyQE-r1MVER8wVWfQprxleKOaTlVKLKXe2ob5pepGoJ0YowcZOLaDe9mORB-QDOfBDU2M_Vr7ztd2d5JLFmjO1ryJD0pWnkJz4kGyZxgRYs3ndgqaTl_PYLoaDqiDFeEk3RKBHg/s320/IMG_6616.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><br /><div><br /></div>adventuregirlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06905401351986124345noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5000344110973409273.post-61982700733284409172023-02-12T14:56:00.006-07:002023-02-12T14:56:47.562-07:00Coaching and Ice SkatingThis year I decided to make an investment in me. I had some free coaching sessions at the end of 2022 and it started to change me in so many good ways. I was doing fine, but there was so much I just felt like I couldn't do and having five kids really rocked my world and I wasn't sure how to straighten it out. My cousin is a wellness coach, but her foundation is that wellness is primarily our connection to others, ourselves, and God. Then food and nutrition is secondary. Anyway, long story short I loved that having someone on my side to talk with me, and help me see the ideas and make them happen. I saw such a great change in myself that I decided to hire her for another 12 coaching sessions and it is still changing me. The biggest thing that has happened is I am learning to better recognize how I receive personal revelation. I also love that its small and simple steps. Like starting this blog again. The goal is to blog, but if nothing else happens I start with bring the computer downstairs and turning it on. So, I am really short on time today, but I wanted to write this and then mention yesterday.<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh7MERXHIma_qlrsfUl5Eh1lcboGkyzVR2WR_eM1ShnkLgFUiqaspLtF696XQuFBPGj0ll2Ld21jBmFtFZkoWw0c5OQ38pZx7LwS-L2YgrJmv1l-_JhOGNxcqUeB0QNhwpQEsBakqT8_4DcGjgjZvRanzPCFtBV9l7lMheBjeEA0MeoOdrJIbGi6u2Lvw/s4032/IMG_6575.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh7MERXHIma_qlrsfUl5Eh1lcboGkyzVR2WR_eM1ShnkLgFUiqaspLtF696XQuFBPGj0ll2Ld21jBmFtFZkoWw0c5OQ38pZx7LwS-L2YgrJmv1l-_JhOGNxcqUeB0QNhwpQEsBakqT8_4DcGjgjZvRanzPCFtBV9l7lMheBjeEA0MeoOdrJIbGi6u2Lvw/s320/IMG_6575.JPG" width="240" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Another small change is getting out for a walk in the morning after I drop the kids off. Here is Hope on a cold morning when we did a super fast, short walk.</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><div><br /></div><div>Yesterday, we went ice skating. We try to go once a year and this year was a big moment for us because Kylee and Tia could skate without help. They were not fast or graceful but it was all alone. Abby got on the ice this time. She didn't skate long, but she did get out and do it a little bit. Abby is our perfectionist so being not good at something is hard for her. Kade rocked it. He learned how to move the walker and was skating pretty fast, doing jumps, and loving it. Gaupo and I took turns skating or holding Hope. It was a fun end to a busy Saturday.</div><div><br /></div><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjjkL4HoOeYPnjdeIgcPgc8ighH-aW9pq8zqJOcSzUwIUeoGCMsjcGn6OU_ZgrOk6EfmZWZy78krLvhClURd0gupj7g-Q04uaNaq9QaKNgcHMr5vlQRdK05L-nZz5dOvPpRl1Tz9jCODUxw7JdiPFhavaSq6EylPg6weFWXdNI5hH6-2FYEoEqVDnU7AQ/s4032/IMG_6586.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjjkL4HoOeYPnjdeIgcPgc8ighH-aW9pq8zqJOcSzUwIUeoGCMsjcGn6OU_ZgrOk6EfmZWZy78krLvhClURd0gupj7g-Q04uaNaq9QaKNgcHMr5vlQRdK05L-nZz5dOvPpRl1Tz9jCODUxw7JdiPFhavaSq6EylPg6weFWXdNI5hH6-2FYEoEqVDnU7AQ/s320/IMG_6586.JPG" width="240" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Abby</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiV6cGdN67bs4hEXE752mVyvPQXFxaO6EnUn0kVsAUC9tyY7dB3iR2N5OetpPaea2YqNNY0wmxd3KfpwZtpKRD5j0Rx0B2DlJilKoUbhX_CXd0ZSVqrRUZz75ZvIsIb_i5imRQTdVDBVa2wx3hv2Bq03KvACtbTAvQyvcOSFiqcA4YYRdSOA9GcqcmCqw/s4032/IMG_6587.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiV6cGdN67bs4hEXE752mVyvPQXFxaO6EnUn0kVsAUC9tyY7dB3iR2N5OetpPaea2YqNNY0wmxd3KfpwZtpKRD5j0Rx0B2DlJilKoUbhX_CXd0ZSVqrRUZz75ZvIsIb_i5imRQTdVDBVa2wx3hv2Bq03KvACtbTAvQyvcOSFiqcA4YYRdSOA9GcqcmCqw/s320/IMG_6587.JPG" width="240" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Kade</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjgyIEunlt9mevPA1tnWjged7c0RBko2mSuhH3Xt1hNhIKCwkINeznHaP5zVr8UZoEz3oOoHsX-oW9aTycVrz_i9ax8zKaL3nF1We5mj5AdTPHPE29OXGVXyC8TTOhEwFfVg9DpJiIOJhTqQN4FFBobB2Wpp6z6skqEFNpprPNSd2uaUlPy4cuPgMPKdg/s4032/IMG_6589.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjgyIEunlt9mevPA1tnWjged7c0RBko2mSuhH3Xt1hNhIKCwkINeznHaP5zVr8UZoEz3oOoHsX-oW9aTycVrz_i9ax8zKaL3nF1We5mj5AdTPHPE29OXGVXyC8TTOhEwFfVg9DpJiIOJhTqQN4FFBobB2Wpp6z6skqEFNpprPNSd2uaUlPy4cuPgMPKdg/s320/IMG_6589.JPG" width="240" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Tia</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhb9Oj--XjvBEhMyjjMdOfrYcY0p0ldZonHCJ7bCAkDB4eQEc19TQ1QCnzb3J9Lky_xvXKewH6O2cC3YY4CKcnV--Zveg2GMXJKCfvd8LZGFkUK8Itau0om6kNUEzfqot3zDgtZ21gPv73Xbp3UEIwSNMlyAIpdNBLgn61GVgaQezsVkkK6O9MKq0cENw/s4032/IMG_6590.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhb9Oj--XjvBEhMyjjMdOfrYcY0p0ldZonHCJ7bCAkDB4eQEc19TQ1QCnzb3J9Lky_xvXKewH6O2cC3YY4CKcnV--Zveg2GMXJKCfvd8LZGFkUK8Itau0om6kNUEzfqot3zDgtZ21gPv73Xbp3UEIwSNMlyAIpdNBLgn61GVgaQezsVkkK6O9MKq0cENw/s320/IMG_6590.JPG" width="240" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Kylee</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgj7NDwhjy_2cq3M7U33uV2PAUOerS0e0bSEQeexDWXuKwdj3lNgz_OM9f-OE286Zz_apQY1Qynly6b4o52duqlJIxZ_cJer67a50Atpf2Gpo2XqWQg3d3dfpZzNcqR_kkzBroCOqNxGM89Qy3PfPhDnLBcvWA4LZdYbXhQ_kashUJ34M2IZ6G1uplCcA/s4032/IMG_6593.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgj7NDwhjy_2cq3M7U33uV2PAUOerS0e0bSEQeexDWXuKwdj3lNgz_OM9f-OE286Zz_apQY1Qynly6b4o52duqlJIxZ_cJer67a50Atpf2Gpo2XqWQg3d3dfpZzNcqR_kkzBroCOqNxGM89Qy3PfPhDnLBcvWA4LZdYbXhQ_kashUJ34M2IZ6G1uplCcA/s320/IMG_6593.JPG" width="240" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Gaupo and Kade</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><div><br /></div><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4dr_hTrj2Sn7U300hHrH2ZueYq9O1wahYlnoLeMLfyH5BCbNpvD5UFYPCQ5QM26WPwg8A1AqLIGG1k6s4zHRkmbWRE9IGLmE5yq-KP2goxwZifYo9AiF2D0Ttfiarn2Z0he_4FEz4tsXihJo4oU3_ytRkcqJ4pPZy5YgwJNp7eV5kp3A2p0RJccFJOQ/s3088/IMG_6592.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3088" data-original-width="2320" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4dr_hTrj2Sn7U300hHrH2ZueYq9O1wahYlnoLeMLfyH5BCbNpvD5UFYPCQ5QM26WPwg8A1AqLIGG1k6s4zHRkmbWRE9IGLmE5yq-KP2goxwZifYo9AiF2D0Ttfiarn2Z0he_4FEz4tsXihJo4oU3_ytRkcqJ4pPZy5YgwJNp7eV5kp3A2p0RJccFJOQ/s320/IMG_6592.JPG" width="240" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Me and Hope</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEivqqw7Up4_GpvdKnRZWqIpqdFJZZnS5Dqr57_DPqYKKFMp93aPrL7JxA5u1BwBO6pIuSw4didS9yKK2LgFS6JKZSHxfWIrgbAEZi0y0thTY3UJ0R9cL3BMaqGIULjqOS-UUAJYFB24D4ZrkRN96nHS9T79zW2DM9ZeTOn6g1qgTmXLzUbKq8DgTbxwHw/s4032/IMG_6594.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEivqqw7Up4_GpvdKnRZWqIpqdFJZZnS5Dqr57_DPqYKKFMp93aPrL7JxA5u1BwBO6pIuSw4didS9yKK2LgFS6JKZSHxfWIrgbAEZi0y0thTY3UJ0R9cL3BMaqGIULjqOS-UUAJYFB24D4ZrkRN96nHS9T79zW2DM9ZeTOn6g1qgTmXLzUbKq8DgTbxwHw/s320/IMG_6594.JPG" width="240" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Abby and Gaupo<br /><br /></td></tr></tbody></table><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhOvN0ZGe5lym1CgBRLiJN9jIyL3kNspeFwgV213jZUHnL-ZWIJs9YVrgWjC34vEahbe_Hle7Az9WDzoe2eR5bW4aN7Yz4CYVEu2ON3SXCE3H5HPCP_jp-hUCvw_998Fi7jmbtai1ccNuthoZNkWzfqqLK58A2cRkbk9M0Kv9dUNDZNuzADQ2AcEqd7ag/s4032/IMG_6597.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3024" data-original-width="4032" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhOvN0ZGe5lym1CgBRLiJN9jIyL3kNspeFwgV213jZUHnL-ZWIJs9YVrgWjC34vEahbe_Hle7Az9WDzoe2eR5bW4aN7Yz4CYVEu2ON3SXCE3H5HPCP_jp-hUCvw_998Fi7jmbtai1ccNuthoZNkWzfqqLK58A2cRkbk9M0Kv9dUNDZNuzADQ2AcEqd7ag/s320/IMG_6597.JPG" width="320" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Watching the Zambonie after we were all done. Definitely the highlight for the kids.</td></tr></tbody></table><br />adventuregirlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06905401351986124345noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5000344110973409273.post-22357491313642346762023-02-05T14:06:00.001-07:002023-02-05T14:06:23.774-07:00Introducing Hope<p> Hope is our baby number 5. She is so patient with this super chaotic family she came to join. She pretty much lets anyone hold, carry, and love on her. She still doesn't sleep through the night but is making gains towards getting there. She does have 2 teeth that popped through just after Thanksgiving. She uses them to bite her food and every now and again mom if I don't take the cues that she is done eating soon enough. Overall though, she is a very happy very chill baby. She is definitely our kid that was without a schedule the longest, eaten the most variety of foods by 6M, cries the least when tired, rarely gets grumpy when she doesn't need some thing, rolled back to front watching football on New Years Eve, and is just the perfect kiddo for us. I am so blessed to have her in our family.</p><p>Hope was born on July 21, 2022 at I think 2:45 in the morning. I don't remember the exact time or the details in the exact order because well she is now 6 1/2 months and I am just writing it down. She was an uncomplicated vaginal delivery, although two doctors did have to be present because they were concerned about her size and if she would deliver fine, but she did. I started labor on the 20th after losing my mucus plug sometime in the night. It took most of the day to really get the contractions going though most of the day I felt kind of funny. I was actually scheduled to be induced because I was over due by a day and I only had my mom for so long. However, the hospital called and said they didn't have room so I couldn't come in that night. Lo and behold Hope was ready to come room or not. We went to the hospital at about 11:00PM. I was at an 8 I believe and wanted an epidural. The anesthesiologist was in a c-section at the moment so I got the pleasure of waiting. However, he did come when he was done and on the second attempt he got the epidural in and I was out of pain by about 1:00. Once the epidural was all kicked in I had a little chance to breathe and enjoy for a bit but then they checked me again and I was at a 10, so the doc had time and for the first time I actually pushed a baby down. On all my other deliveries they just kind of waited for the baby to work its way down, but not this time. This time we pushed. We did probably like 3 sets of 3 pushes each. Then took a little break to kind of let Hope do some on her own. Then I probably did like another 3 sets of 3. Then the doc put on her like baby delivery clothes and got the room at all setup and the second doctor in and we did pushes to get the baby out. It took a couple of sets but out she came. I was given my beautiful 9 lb. 2 oz baby and I was like "Wow, I can tell you are big for a baby, but you are still so small." I couldn't believe she was here. I fed her, at some point got the epidural out, and all the things, and then fell asleep. When I woke up they moved us to the mother baby unit where our old nurse informed our new nurse we needed sleep we were not the people who stayed up late or pulled all nighters. It was pretty funny because she was right though since having Hope we consistently stay up later than we have previous to this time. The hospital stay was good and we enjoyed having our kids come meet their sister. Uncle Jack and Oma also came to welcome her too. I loved my time in the hospital for probably the first time ever. I loved that no one except Hope needed me and I could just love and cuddle and take my sweet time feeding her guilt free. It was such a treasured time because since coming home we have had to share each other with everyone else. I am so grateful for the bonding time we got in the hospital. </p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiCEUnQ5HgMiyh9izvahTmBEYWTYwVk6j0cpI4U_PSEI1hwgER-KQq2UeMPftQfqZlxun_icFxYvGKF5zD9e7KHfjPTeD3HWOfOYfc2cvw1zQZ4qwFc5BJmB3BdRqLUJp2_toDdHJNkWFegFRZb0HFvks_t_KoDdRpVTjQaJiHWxFNpBdRVBU0hsKu5vA/s1800/BPDZ5363.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1800" data-original-width="1440" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiCEUnQ5HgMiyh9izvahTmBEYWTYwVk6j0cpI4U_PSEI1hwgER-KQq2UeMPftQfqZlxun_icFxYvGKF5zD9e7KHfjPTeD3HWOfOYfc2cvw1zQZ4qwFc5BJmB3BdRqLUJp2_toDdHJNkWFegFRZb0HFvks_t_KoDdRpVTjQaJiHWxFNpBdRVBU0hsKu5vA/s320/BPDZ5363.JPG" width="256" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Here is Hope</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhGBCm96G3os78vUvL33Mh2zB5WfswfeCG1KYtHAGcR-heFnqXAhfWsPLQgNuq1mdoIqyUuD3GmFm5WiuNkwbsmp7-sDM79-XK0AwVfE7jasVpuptIP0aKjICkdjU9jvOeEk8YYKAXGPXgKo-EHcwsjGXeKZzk-3lIEr-Op61z8xIgIowJ0X9uf02E5aA/s4032/IMG_0789.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhGBCm96G3os78vUvL33Mh2zB5WfswfeCG1KYtHAGcR-heFnqXAhfWsPLQgNuq1mdoIqyUuD3GmFm5WiuNkwbsmp7-sDM79-XK0AwVfE7jasVpuptIP0aKjICkdjU9jvOeEk8YYKAXGPXgKo-EHcwsjGXeKZzk-3lIEr-Op61z8xIgIowJ0X9uf02E5aA/s320/IMG_0789.JPG" width="240" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Isn't she just so cute</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_ojtT2MBt3GeiJvPFYIcSO6FhfeDMI2b3s6dB0f7Ijga8Hcf9rMm356rUbVGD0zm2cCwNJNX_QIXQEN9f0PnOFaJ6znn3mxf496fPB2Yx1ZwFreIwGU2l14-nZVSN4YvuPrYRjC4yrG8YJSOPrvu_DV-5qY-0H23SNfBMOCF_ZTtzjmKmktF393gRvg/s4032/IMG_2056.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_ojtT2MBt3GeiJvPFYIcSO6FhfeDMI2b3s6dB0f7Ijga8Hcf9rMm356rUbVGD0zm2cCwNJNX_QIXQEN9f0PnOFaJ6znn3mxf496fPB2Yx1ZwFreIwGU2l14-nZVSN4YvuPrYRjC4yrG8YJSOPrvu_DV-5qY-0H23SNfBMOCF_ZTtzjmKmktF393gRvg/s320/IMG_2056.JPG" width="240" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Kylee and Hope</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi3X_vY2uAYuz0zMe8AJ8R0CA9SDQz4QKrRSuk030tYoEQ2b8hT3LfFHh3Es3jjdCE9za4meGKZX1tKXQAgqEjyHNyAfccWnMo0y_EDRWpbqIMvLQhE5EA4yBg5Qir9j_Y2hNZ9Ki0eH3uA-PLtzDKNFKHmgK_X9T77QSxAEaUrEtcoHiaeYHHE7wLi6A/s4032/IMG_2057.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi3X_vY2uAYuz0zMe8AJ8R0CA9SDQz4QKrRSuk030tYoEQ2b8hT3LfFHh3Es3jjdCE9za4meGKZX1tKXQAgqEjyHNyAfccWnMo0y_EDRWpbqIMvLQhE5EA4yBg5Qir9j_Y2hNZ9Ki0eH3uA-PLtzDKNFKHmgK_X9T77QSxAEaUrEtcoHiaeYHHE7wLi6A/s320/IMG_2057.JPG" width="240" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Kade, Hope, Daddy</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgtcmhGuuwMNwu9gcxT2c2s8RCF4HF-Xbeq2XcoVvRWCqOibH-pOsQBnbp6zxtf3mWavvP07KzVOr9pWeJ_BBC21gehD9BKYR8Uuhi_KSQsyKZVSZVNXbHVlPWFp3mi-owb88JNUO0Yimva_jZZdDfHiuus9lfVgqDThxczi4obz9wKtG-JJ_sa4FyqRg/s4032/IMG_2059.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgtcmhGuuwMNwu9gcxT2c2s8RCF4HF-Xbeq2XcoVvRWCqOibH-pOsQBnbp6zxtf3mWavvP07KzVOr9pWeJ_BBC21gehD9BKYR8Uuhi_KSQsyKZVSZVNXbHVlPWFp3mi-owb88JNUO0Yimva_jZZdDfHiuus9lfVgqDThxczi4obz9wKtG-JJ_sa4FyqRg/s320/IMG_2059.JPG" width="240" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Abby, Hope, Daddy</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiCR5a-UF0ULs1bM7xMs30-Su7eqQq3GvFO1bdVYTgxj6qXmqeul9CoOXgo7dwYMenjXyja1LxRrO6R5CIc69jglDsR0zPlPMQKsk1tOvfHyf5sApfb9ERhF5hUGqkvxwMd3yitEFStKYUKdBHJeW8uaQ-PaDsqRhUD-3ivA-bN9h8ZbgCnYgsb5sirtA/s4032/IMG_2061.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiCR5a-UF0ULs1bM7xMs30-Su7eqQq3GvFO1bdVYTgxj6qXmqeul9CoOXgo7dwYMenjXyja1LxRrO6R5CIc69jglDsR0zPlPMQKsk1tOvfHyf5sApfb9ERhF5hUGqkvxwMd3yitEFStKYUKdBHJeW8uaQ-PaDsqRhUD-3ivA-bN9h8ZbgCnYgsb5sirtA/s320/IMG_2061.JPG" width="240" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Tia, Hope, Daddy</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEifiB0FgBdDp0e8B5uhDOUm5zUOhrU6GD_gdlU32jIoNUV1o079Ei5RsWQlz6EL_2-C3MJOFRQvXMAX420CfHJalu8Aag3Nj-NqLMGW6IBHZECj3a1-RGb5JOVJUU3Mad3TngKCsOTmyVqujWQU5D1qN-QUa3cIXmGL-vcQy9k0SUV3os91qgc62PRmGA/s4032/IMG_2062.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEifiB0FgBdDp0e8B5uhDOUm5zUOhrU6GD_gdlU32jIoNUV1o079Ei5RsWQlz6EL_2-C3MJOFRQvXMAX420CfHJalu8Aag3Nj-NqLMGW6IBHZECj3a1-RGb5JOVJUU3Mad3TngKCsOTmyVqujWQU5D1qN-QUa3cIXmGL-vcQy9k0SUV3os91qgc62PRmGA/s320/IMG_2062.JPG" width="240" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Oma and Hope</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhy4srrLqsgvUSS4vQsDD0ilH5A5JWT9aecvMZeRqvJmiKgiIfN8LaN_nDVJQMJgAWq8Yt7uKDl3QFSjStg5C_h2MPzmn2WvnLgzyFvj5aHrzft5OJ_3gmvMcTr0yfUwL0bpLeW4ijWBasAu5ztUMRYUV99axX47cTmIi0y2Orrn7M0nUC7G9R5P--Mgw/s4032/IMG_4777.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhy4srrLqsgvUSS4vQsDD0ilH5A5JWT9aecvMZeRqvJmiKgiIfN8LaN_nDVJQMJgAWq8Yt7uKDl3QFSjStg5C_h2MPzmn2WvnLgzyFvj5aHrzft5OJ_3gmvMcTr0yfUwL0bpLeW4ijWBasAu5ztUMRYUV99axX47cTmIi0y2Orrn7M0nUC7G9R5P--Mgw/s320/IMG_4777.JPG" width="240" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Kylee's note to me on my due date: "Have the baby. Love, Kylee"</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEit9yksqsJq-IFCV6MQEKrZ7rWcSXRUJNP0yfJriuHZUxD9tBnKGOb4hkEnGZJWXVkN3lgs9REM76TIAN55Jg7URxYp_2JdHuWg_KBLQtN1rg31iU2RjvDsvWKux0xrCxG2_g0LNz2Py-OMle45C58wentwDZv6xEYtsT_4_gsxZXXTyh7MmWQtvR96lw/s4032/IMG_4779.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEit9yksqsJq-IFCV6MQEKrZ7rWcSXRUJNP0yfJriuHZUxD9tBnKGOb4hkEnGZJWXVkN3lgs9REM76TIAN55Jg7URxYp_2JdHuWg_KBLQtN1rg31iU2RjvDsvWKux0xrCxG2_g0LNz2Py-OMle45C58wentwDZv6xEYtsT_4_gsxZXXTyh7MmWQtvR96lw/s320/IMG_4779.JPG" width="240" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Me and my first time being over due. </td></tr></tbody></table><br /><p><br /></p>adventuregirlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06905401351986124345noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5000344110973409273.post-43579298019949133392022-07-03T21:01:00.001-06:002022-07-03T21:01:17.500-06:00Miracles With Car Trouble<p>Miracles happen still. About two weeks ago I had my 36 week
doctor visit. It was a really quick visit everything looked good and I think it
was extra fast because the previous week I had just seen the high risk doctors
and had gotten a growth check on baby girl, so really all I need was a strep B
test, but it was still good to go. She is head down, which is great and
according the ultrasound done at the high risk doctor’s office they estimate
she would be about 9.5# if she goes all the way until the due date. Anyway, I
finished up my appointment and went out to the car. Started it up, called Gaupo
to let him know everything checked out good, and then I went over a little bump
in the road and my dashboard lit up and the battery light stayed on. I didn’t
know what to do. Gaupo said, told me to find a place to pull off to try and
turn it off and on again, but I didn’t know where to do that. I had just turned
onto an unfamiliar road to head to Costco. Well, he said just keep going then,
so I did. I got all the way to Costco turned it off and then turned it back on.
It started up fine and so I was like now what.</p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><o:p> </o:p>Gaupo said, “go ahead and just go shopping. “</p>
<p class="MsoNormal">Me: “What if it dies while I am in there and it wont start
and I frozen stuff?”</p>
<p class="MsoNormal">Gaupo: “Call me.”</p>
<p class="MsoNormal">Me: “Ok.”</p>
<p class="MsoNormal">So, I go in and get the shopping I need to done. I load it
in the car and start it up. It starts, so I head home. I was so nervous because
I needed to take the interstate home and my car dying going 75miles an hour
seemed scary. I took it a little slower. On my way home, Lindsay who had the
kids for me called and said to just take the groceries home and then come get
the kids. I don’t know why I didn’t tell her about the car trouble, but I didn’t and instead said okay. Then I
hung up and silently pleaded, “Heavenly Father, please just let me get home.” I
got home without any problems. I shut off the car unloaded my stuff, grabbed
some lunch, quick deboned the rotiseree chickens, and then got back in the car
to go grab my kids. The car started again, so I headed out. I got to Jack and
Lindsay’s house and rolled up the windows and locked the car and went in. I visited
with Jack for a bit and then got the kids. It was now raining outside so I let
the kids kind of play in it and then said we should go see if we can go home.
Well, I went to the car and it wouldn’t start. Like nothing, super dead. So,
Jack pulled his car and cables out and gave me a jump. It started when
connected but died and soon as we took it off. Jack worked with it a bit and
got it to stay on, but by the time I loaded the kids it was dead again. So, we
decided to hangout until Guapo could bring a new battery and be with us. The
kids had a great time. The twins and I laid down for a nap and the big kids
played. Then we all played and enjoyed until Gaupo got there. He and Jack put
the new battery in and it started. The light was still on, but Gaupo figured it
just needed to be cinched down and would do it when we got home, so we loaded
up and headed out me and the kids in the van and Gaupo in his truck.</p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><o:p> </o:p>We were headed out and I started smeeling something kind of
funny, so I told Gaupo that the car was smelling weird. We pulled over and he
smelled it and said it would be okay. So, I drive on and hit a little bump and
the dash just lights up all over again. I call Gaupo and tell him I am not
going to drive home he can. So, we switch cars and head home. We get about 1.5
miles from our house and Gaupo pulls off. The car was completely dead. I pulled
up my State Farm app and ordered a tow truck. It was so slick and fast I could
hardly believe it, but so grateful at the same time. Once the tow truck loaded
the car and towed it to the dealership for repairs we got in the truck and
headed home.</p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhxSf3B_nZRvm0HZkzf-asTx4vEs7O8ykntQ5c15ZpxwFREu4sKmdGA5ftrFfs1zjKmqA5rdI71aDJTZ9q28QxSTbflpg9RtkinVz_hgogbcFwGg5QwvGIsmJMrmwZcJmStL49CYe4rc4v1qLjdAGSxD-6szYzX8ceu8q8-GAp4kT58NcMSZchuIWeYKA/s4032/IMG_4727.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhxSf3B_nZRvm0HZkzf-asTx4vEs7O8ykntQ5c15ZpxwFREu4sKmdGA5ftrFfs1zjKmqA5rdI71aDJTZ9q28QxSTbflpg9RtkinVz_hgogbcFwGg5QwvGIsmJMrmwZcJmStL49CYe4rc4v1qLjdAGSxD-6szYzX8ceu8q8-GAp4kT58NcMSZchuIWeYKA/s320/IMG_4727.JPG" width="240" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Getting a tow.</td></tr></tbody></table><p class="MsoNormal">It turns out a valve had leaked onto the alternator and
ruined the alternator. So, we got that repaired and as of Monday afternoon it
seems to be working fine. I sure hope so. I really like my van and am not ready
to replace it so hopefully this keeps us in good shape for a bit.</p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><o:p> </o:p>This experience just reminded me how miracles still happen. I
was able to do everything I needed to do that day. We were safe. The car didn’t
die on I-25. It didn’t die while I was driving it. We were able to have it
safely on the side of the road not in a turn lane or at a light or something
like that. We had relatives who we could spend an afternoon at their house and
it was more fun than a worry. The tow truck was quick and responsive. There
wasn’t more damage than there was. My pleading prayer was answered. I made it
home and more so I made it off I-25 home and to my kids which is where I really
wanted to be.</p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><o:p> </o:p>I know Heavenly Father looks out for us. Things happen.
Today I read in <i>The Friend</i> that life
is suppose to be an adventure. We are here to have experiences to learn, grow,
and do. The Lord is with us through it all, so though things may not go as
planned for may not be what we wanted them to be they are here to bless us and
if we keep the commandments and stay true to our covenants then we can know for
certain that the Lord will use this life to help us become what we need to be.</p>adventuregirlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06905401351986124345noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5000344110973409273.post-83935996280872845242022-06-19T16:02:00.004-06:002022-06-19T16:35:05.916-06:00Getting Restarted<p>I haven't written in forever. I don't even know where to start. We have done so much, missed so many 'major' events, its really hard to know where to start. In the last 9 months, we went to Idaho for Thanksgiving, Tia turned 8, Abby and Kade turned 3, Tia was baptized, so Grandma and Grandpa spent almost a week here, I am pregnant and due in about a month, I was released as Young Women President, Kylee turned 10, Jason and I both had birthdays, the school year ended, and so many other small things. This blog post would be endlessly long if I tried to back date, so I wont but know this past nine months have been fun, hard, and just such a great part of life.</p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgm2zrCn6_57Gp3NPionPy8yqr7QRv4Js30Eaof2ppptyTf2NJf_IggBJTOTgN00UwaX5v6BUR6QzghMhWyjhiYlcr7WeiFQ1H4ytXYnO-uYb-nOqcuLVCyzc_lzR3w0lbdzzRHu84sMUuVSskYdqd4skl1EpIvBFg7mU9X1-JEUpiDBlbYzXzKCI0gjw/s1440/YEXO9061.JPG" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1080" data-original-width="1440" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgm2zrCn6_57Gp3NPionPy8yqr7QRv4Js30Eaof2ppptyTf2NJf_IggBJTOTgN00UwaX5v6BUR6QzghMhWyjhiYlcr7WeiFQ1H4ytXYnO-uYb-nOqcuLVCyzc_lzR3w0lbdzzRHu84sMUuVSskYdqd4skl1EpIvBFg7mU9X1-JEUpiDBlbYzXzKCI0gjw/s320/YEXO9061.JPG" width="320" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"> Kaitlyn, Kylee, Blaine, TIa, Hyrum, Naomi, Arlen, Kade, Abby, Jarom</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhcFKO1jW7J67p2kFKIp5tWzAN2983oO1lCzgHJPsqKl_svZOPGIGHjMXcP0k82OGksRtegE6LQXdljDCpa7SuDpVGlXCoTqXD8Q5quKUOKRuuukx4t3tHdpnq5E6U_K4DV93VxLDu8wFCbWZfi8Z4q9BDxrAY0aUecIKKzVgmL1TvIlsuIEDqgvVoQQg/s4032/IMG_3439.JPG" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhcFKO1jW7J67p2kFKIp5tWzAN2983oO1lCzgHJPsqKl_svZOPGIGHjMXcP0k82OGksRtegE6LQXdljDCpa7SuDpVGlXCoTqXD8Q5quKUOKRuuukx4t3tHdpnq5E6U_K4DV93VxLDu8wFCbWZfi8Z4q9BDxrAY0aUecIKKzVgmL1TvIlsuIEDqgvVoQQg/s320/IMG_3439.JPG" width="240" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Tia</td></tr></tbody></table><div><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgSKGBPyhZ_-yTmqLn8I5RnTiqgohuvmOnWwaD9AulHaCGBj_o4xXIQqltPS-jbBtEh0s59X2zfYm0quM6clT9nkYCfJtUZf3RWcxLgxE3gw96yIiDRYH6TVUrGT463b_KFoyDGz_Shp47iH9mYdAw7JCM2rN_Nhf4ChfL_iBwlvo8aKIS6gddRoH3TRg/s4032/IMG_3655.JPG" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3024" data-original-width="4032" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgSKGBPyhZ_-yTmqLn8I5RnTiqgohuvmOnWwaD9AulHaCGBj_o4xXIQqltPS-jbBtEh0s59X2zfYm0quM6clT9nkYCfJtUZf3RWcxLgxE3gw96yIiDRYH6TVUrGT463b_KFoyDGz_Shp47iH9mYdAw7JCM2rN_Nhf4ChfL_iBwlvo8aKIS6gddRoH3TRg/s320/IMG_3655.JPG" width="320" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Tia, Allen, Betty, Roxy, Abby, Kylee</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEirk9m8P8SQ4LQgQKvQGNbnfTX2RvmRUYWFLKsPRWB29kiQKInYGYofa8Ell_MZFWfajpCt03p4_vsAJsIKh77EjOjxmV0AnUMWaEHfRhJPmtJZV-ik9Ru9cjXu3-h0i8NtufKkfz7hNt3oCPWG4CoAWtUnws0ZvdrTvm7zKwcYXvt2X1YFrSlx7TnPjA/s4032/IMG_3861.JPG" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEirk9m8P8SQ4LQgQKvQGNbnfTX2RvmRUYWFLKsPRWB29kiQKInYGYofa8Ell_MZFWfajpCt03p4_vsAJsIKh77EjOjxmV0AnUMWaEHfRhJPmtJZV-ik9Ru9cjXu3-h0i8NtufKkfz7hNt3oCPWG4CoAWtUnws0ZvdrTvm7zKwcYXvt2X1YFrSlx7TnPjA/s320/IMG_3861.JPG" width="240" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Tia </td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiDNsmB6ypgitSFby783w2VTuQ0H-Szq2w4RSTN200eAV0YTXmK_O48hLdzyKFG4FqQ_b7pIFoDBV5xUNVENmOo6JOay3RH4aMwLxOSlnqnVUebbWvKoWN4v69BBIWJXcqpw5gyatBZI9xZh_B5SCXxVB1un81F7w-9-kxjbg7Hho59twKaWu2j2HGN9Q/s4032/IMG_3862.JPG" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiDNsmB6ypgitSFby783w2VTuQ0H-Szq2w4RSTN200eAV0YTXmK_O48hLdzyKFG4FqQ_b7pIFoDBV5xUNVENmOo6JOay3RH4aMwLxOSlnqnVUebbWvKoWN4v69BBIWJXcqpw5gyatBZI9xZh_B5SCXxVB1un81F7w-9-kxjbg7Hho59twKaWu2j2HGN9Q/s320/IMG_3862.JPG" width="240" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Tia and Guapo</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; 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margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgOTrNefNYuIZh3df9ksg3CTNtdrH6BQJQe89PzYpRkio7PLMvGlW3WVNyDWYvjqRfcIDcYE3d9K18GFkw3FCkHPKxJDT5a52j4N2LeyZoIq3_4d9OGnire0tLB5z-NWX_HBn77TOWG2NOnksaOJXTKV5gUbmJscMTE6szPimjt0vEMPjsh3mdZRGshxA/s320/IMG_4457.JPG" width="240" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Kylee and her teacher Mr. Wakeman</td></tr></tbody></table><p>So, the big event of the week is Kylee participated in her first ever played. Back at the end of April I took Kylee and Tia to a musical at the high school and Kylee loved it. After it she told us 'I think I could do theater and do good. I want to be in one." So, I started looking. Summer programs filled up really fast this year, but I found a local one and it even offered a scholarship. I looked into the program to find out times, dates, if it was running and how to apply. Then I told Kylee about it. I told her I didn't know if the program would run, and I didn't know if she would get the scholarship, but she should apply. I told her if she applied for the scholarship and didn't get it but the program ran we would pay for her to go. She did it. I was pretty proud of her. She had to answer a couple questions about her theater experience and why she wanted do theater camp. She did pretty good writing and took comments to help better really well. Then she had to ask someone to be a reference for her. She wanted to ask me, but I told her I didn't count because I was giving her a scholarship if she didn't get this one. She emailed her teacher, Mr. Wakeman, and he agreed. It was a good experience for all of us just to have her apply. Long story short, she did get the scholarship and they did run the program so she has spent the last 2 weeks preparing to be in the Rainbow Fish Musical. </p><p>Kylee was Silver Scale two and really enjoyed it. She loved going to camp. She practiced most days so she had her lines pretty memorized and her songs too. It was fun to just watch her embrace and try something new. Last night after her last performance she was in heaven and was bummed it was the end. I am so glad she had the chance to do something that was just for her and it was fun to be able to go watch her. We loved it. I loved watching her grow and learn. It was good to watch her practice then learn she needed to do a little more and practice some more. She always kept going and didn't give up.</p><p> </p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0pivONAxbaAXi2dLpcHgq-l2I3X0X7F7BkoWnVttilsGABX6nOeuwxQi7C5A-mGSu2EueP7JXMbsJBzyikKPBj1qQ-YzciHpH7q_RqHCehDVKDxljwq9kkwQ1l0EeZk2DKOxQ2LdSo-tBC_AWJ6d-tRgksyQuge5as6Sy2e9R4vpeHanf27d0ehcyag/s4032/IMG_4629.JPG" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3024" data-original-width="4032" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0pivONAxbaAXi2dLpcHgq-l2I3X0X7F7BkoWnVttilsGABX6nOeuwxQi7C5A-mGSu2EueP7JXMbsJBzyikKPBj1qQ-YzciHpH7q_RqHCehDVKDxljwq9kkwQ1l0EeZk2DKOxQ2LdSo-tBC_AWJ6d-tRgksyQuge5as6Sy2e9R4vpeHanf27d0ehcyag/s320/IMG_4629.JPG" width="320" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">We took everyone for the Saturday show.</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiffcMwvlWsSoHsnTtO0MrzEi5zbuOsqgDnfAiAk_6dsuQO58GQxi3mbrXkDPG9uALanpG9U4PLKzB0a3DndUXrFu2X80hmjh8rqX-j4PotDD6y8OxwkBdAg2_Txa6GAJj7B4Ka0WLieKy50DEVEnhiq-t8QbuwvBsNScv_7Jqfs6BM8DbvaP9Nu13AnQ/s4032/IMG_4626.JPG" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiffcMwvlWsSoHsnTtO0MrzEi5zbuOsqgDnfAiAk_6dsuQO58GQxi3mbrXkDPG9uALanpG9U4PLKzB0a3DndUXrFu2X80hmjh8rqX-j4PotDD6y8OxwkBdAg2_Txa6GAJj7B4Ka0WLieKy50DEVEnhiq-t8QbuwvBsNScv_7Jqfs6BM8DbvaP9Nu13AnQ/s320/IMG_4626.JPG" width="240" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Kylee the Silver Scale</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><p></p><p>One other brief things is summer break. We have officially been on break for 3 weeks. It has been busy as we have played with cousins, gone to Tia's tutoring, had theater camp, start piano for Tia, and then just played on our own. However, summer is such a great time. Its been fun to do these things and not have to worry about what we aren't doing academically. Summer is full of all the things my kids and I do well and we only spend maybe an hour on the things we are trying to get the hang of like piano and reading. I love watching my kids play with each other. I enjoy seeing what my big girls do to pass the nap time that happens in the afternoon. Its great to see our cousins. Its fun to be able to have fun.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><p></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhR3oSZQDb4O-M0SAJsTY4vfTQQmOuFY13uzbhxbJVQyU2L02NSATb1PhuBO8l6wqAPr5JMrgEf0yZmAqTRgZLuo7vsd0C8oMoMYkmxQiedGkdtbLQibym8xXMxRXmrXaNFAwA3lmKJ7KwOMmoN6SmksQ0lori3UjRP48oKvjXq2RRSbhrvFyJQ6kwmLg/s4032/IMG_4576.JPG" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3024" data-original-width="4032" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhR3oSZQDb4O-M0SAJsTY4vfTQQmOuFY13uzbhxbJVQyU2L02NSATb1PhuBO8l6wqAPr5JMrgEf0yZmAqTRgZLuo7vsd0C8oMoMYkmxQiedGkdtbLQibym8xXMxRXmrXaNFAwA3lmKJ7KwOMmoN6SmksQ0lori3UjRP48oKvjXq2RRSbhrvFyJQ6kwmLg/s320/IMG_4576.JPG" width="320" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Family Temple trip. Tia, Jay, Kylee, Abby, Kade, later joined by Roxy, and Betty</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiNP4THuEvQqYY5fx724ZVlnvB6cQtk1S-u7lg42xdRYXTJcoTWN_NykcPgToTZiyqwBFPIlzNfhQmR7wHcppPftXCkiB4s7uROYBEXC4UvobWE5pevBA5ccGIGwF8EmD601LHD-XzYL4Nm4uVMSKjfv0XqHZ9h-L9IJy1MQrYJRx9H124SJpTCJy-9bQ/s3088/IMG_4462.JPG" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2320" data-original-width="3088" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiNP4THuEvQqYY5fx724ZVlnvB6cQtk1S-u7lg42xdRYXTJcoTWN_NykcPgToTZiyqwBFPIlzNfhQmR7wHcppPftXCkiB4s7uROYBEXC4UvobWE5pevBA5ccGIGwF8EmD601LHD-XzYL4Nm4uVMSKjfv0XqHZ9h-L9IJy1MQrYJRx9H124SJpTCJy-9bQ/s320/IMG_4462.JPG" width="320" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Family Bike Ride<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><br /><p><br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><br /></div>adventuregirlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06905401351986124345noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5000344110973409273.post-12811812525791091272021-09-26T16:12:00.004-06:002021-09-26T16:12:57.801-06:00Fall is Here<p>The kids are in school, the weather is more warm or cool than hot, the evenings are cool, and mornings are cooler. Fall is here. I love the fall colors, but I don't love that it means the end of summer. I actually needed to wear long pants a couple times and though it was fun I felt like I was giving up on my summer clothes. However, I really do not enjoy being cold, so the shorts have to be put away sometimes.</p><p>One of my favorite things about fall is it becomes bike riding weather. After we take the kiddos to school we come home and they almost always want to ride their bike. Usually they just ride in the neighborhood to go see the turtle or go to the park, but lately they have been wanting more. So, this past week I let them ride to the 'Richards park' which is not too far away. It is easy to get there, but a little rougher getting home because you have to go back up the hill. Then yesterday we went on our first family bike ride. It went good for awhile, but then the two big girls said it was hot and wanted to go home. I let them go home and we finished the bike ride the way the twins wanted. I would love for us to have stayed together the whole time, but it just wasn't worth it, and we all ended it having a good time even though we weren't together all the time. </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-n30j9qiPJQ4/YVDu2PLCm3I/AAAAAAAAFuU/399VCpwNk5MPfmDyZXLqFPs4ToEASRUzQCNcBGAsYHQ/s2048/IMG_2831.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1536" height="320" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-n30j9qiPJQ4/YVDu2PLCm3I/AAAAAAAAFuU/399VCpwNk5MPfmDyZXLqFPs4ToEASRUzQCNcBGAsYHQ/s320/IMG_2831.JPG" width="240" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-V9mEjsr1IP8/YVDu2Duj4zI/AAAAAAAAFuQ/-GKKbYGH5kYxzzZdKmJpFIfeEnKk91AWQCNcBGAsYHQ/s2048/IMG_2835.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1536" height="320" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-V9mEjsr1IP8/YVDu2Duj4zI/AAAAAAAAFuQ/-GKKbYGH5kYxzzZdKmJpFIfeEnKk91AWQCNcBGAsYHQ/s320/IMG_2835.JPG" width="240" /></a></div><br /><p>Another great part of fall, is the school's Fox Trot. I don't like the fundraising part of it, so we don't do that. However, I do love watching my kids run and cheering them on. Tia ran quite a bit of it and ended up with 5 3/4 laps and Kylee walked most of it and ended up with 4 1/2 laps. They both I think enjoyed it and me and the twins had fun cheering and marking laps (me) and playing (twins). </p><p>Because the weather cools it allows for some project like cleaning the garage to get done. The garage got a major overhaul. We moved everything around and have about double the space. It is so great. I love walking into the garage and knowing I can reach everything I need to and can find what we want. I am not going to run over a scooter or a bike. It so great. It took all day and wasn't smooth sailing the whole time, but we got it and it worked out well. </p><p>Lately I have been super bad about taking pictures and the fox trot and garage cleaning were time I should have pictures but don't. They both really did happen though. </p><p>Another big thing that happened is we had friends over to play games. We haven't done that in forever, mainly because our kids don't go to bed early anymore so we either have to start late or deal with kids during a game. However, we have really wanted to have Gaupo's co-worker and fiance over for games so we just took the plunge and hoped for the best. I was a little nervous about it because well they don't have kids and we have four. My house was kind of messy and I just don't feel like I sell how awesome it is to be a stay at home mom because I don't dress fancy (mainly because I am not fancy. I love a good t-shirt, jeans and ponytail), my house isn't super trendy, and our food isn't fancy. However, I got my house tidied up, made some delicious food (pizza and cookies and cream blondies), and forgot about everything else. It turned out really fun. The twins were with Gaupo and I most of the time, but the big kids did watch the movie. We had fun and they said they had fun, so hopefully we will do it again, because I really enjoyed it.</p><p>At this time, probably because I feel like it might end before I am ready, my heart is so full of gratitude to be home all the time. I also love to have my two buddies with me all the time. I love taking them for bike rides, going to the park, playing in the basement, going shopping or whatever else we decide to do. I love right now when we can just play and have a good time. No one tells me they should be doing this or doing that we just do what we want because we can. I love that I can be here when my big girls get home. I can make them breakfast and take them to school I love the conversations our family has at the dinner table. I love that we enjoy being together. I love that my kids love each other and play together. I love that being a mom is fulfilling to me. It is a gift that has been given to me and I love it because I feel like it is a great work. </p><p>One last note, is this--sometimes my kids actually hear what we say. Duh, right, but seriously our family home evening nights and come follow me lessons are a zoo. The kids are up and down, touching each other, playing with toys, and I don't even know what else. It feel like once every other blue moon they will sit for half of what we have to say. We try and try and I don't know why they don't but its like they can't I don't get it. However, this week when Jake (Jason's co-worker) came over he asked about he organization of the church. You know what we talked about in family night this week just that. So, I started to explain, but you know who finished--Kylee. She listened enough to be able to tell Jake about church organization and I got a glimmer of hope that maybe just maybe despite all the chaos my kids are learning, and feeling the gospel in our home. Also, Jake mentioned while he was here "I don't know if I have ever seen a bunch of kids smile as much as you guys." That helped me and Jason see that really our kids are a pretty happy bunch. I mean yeah we have time when things are not happy around here. We have our fair share of tantrums, its-not-fair fights, misunderstandings, and other stuff but most of the time we have pretty happy kids. I am so blessed.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fsbnR9a3zwM/YVDv7pA_KXI/AAAAAAAAFug/F89q1aehcloabKW_xPK_JL27tAFyMZQ0QCNcBGAsYHQ/s2048/IMG_2785%255B1%255D.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1536" data-original-width="2048" height="240" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fsbnR9a3zwM/YVDv7pA_KXI/AAAAAAAAFug/F89q1aehcloabKW_xPK_JL27tAFyMZQ0QCNcBGAsYHQ/s320/IMG_2785%255B1%255D.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oz-c0OXBWB8/YVDwJjQG28I/AAAAAAAAFuo/-rvWg_vZlcMoVVOFhO4zfpINCDqjQ32-QCNcBGAsYHQ/s2048/IMG_2682%255B1%255D.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1536" data-original-width="2048" height="240" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oz-c0OXBWB8/YVDwJjQG28I/AAAAAAAAFuo/-rvWg_vZlcMoVVOFhO4zfpINCDqjQ32-QCNcBGAsYHQ/s320/IMG_2682%255B1%255D.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><br /><p><br /></p>adventuregirlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06905401351986124345noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5000344110973409273.post-40628575333994281082021-09-12T15:46:00.001-06:002021-09-12T15:49:42.568-06:00Mindset Change<p> I am the Young Women President in our ward and one of the thing I do is try to mentor the oldest class of girls. Girls ages 15-18. I was really struggling with this calling and feeling like I was connecting with the girls, and really just struggling. There was a day when there was an activity that night and my co-leader said she couldn't come and so I sought out some mom's for help and learned that 6 out of 10 were not even coming to the activity. When I arrived and was about to start one more didn't come and so we had 3 our of 10 young women there. I also miraculously found another leader for that night. It really was a miracle. I said a prayer right before I called this mom and it went something like this,"Heavenly Father, I know she has never answered her phone the first time I have called ever, but I am out of time and pretty out of options. I need her to answer now. Please let her answer." I then called her and she answered and was able to help. Now, that should have showed me that those 3 girls were important to the Lord and, so even just three should be enough for me, but instead I just became more convinced that my young women weren't coming because they didn't like me. Well, the activity was fun good and the girls that came did have a good time, so win. </p><p>However, I was still believing my young women didn't like me. That why had I been called when all I was going to do was make people mad and not want to come. Well, on Saturday I was cleaning my house and had a quiet moment and decided to listen to a podcast that a friend sent me. I rarely have time to listen to podcasts but I didn't listen to it. Honestly, I didn't love it but at the same time it taught me exactly what I needed. One of the things the author said was that Satan tells us lies and they are in second person. They will eventually change to first person when we begin to believe them, so we need to cast them out. Well, I realize that I was believing one of Satan's lies. No one had told me that they didn't like me, no parents had said my daughter refuses to come because you expect to much. Nope, no one. I knew none of that for certain yet I was letting myself believe I did. So, right then I said a little prayer to have help to cast this lie away. I no longer wanted to believe it instead I was going to believe that unless I heard otherwise no one didn't like me. </p><p>Since then my calling and my ability to serve has increase. I am blessed it was that easy. The darkness that surrounded this calling for me dispersed and I could do it. It wasn't a burden. I could learn about those that come. Worry about those that don't. Love for real, and not out of obligation. Now, its only been two weeks, and I am sure their will be more things that come up, but for right now its great. This last activity I stayed late one because I felt I should make sure everyone got picked up even though I didn't have to and also because I wanted to hear what they had to say and they didn't ask me to leave. They didn't say this is personal please leave, so I didn't and I now know them more. Staying didn't feel as obligatory as it has in the past. Instead, I chose to stay because I wanted to be there. It was great. Then today I actually called my class president checked in on her and asked her, her opinion about a challenge to have more meetings and how she thought we should do it. I texted another girl just seeing how she was because I haven't seen her recently. It sounds so simple, but I couldn't do that before because I was thinking way to much about what they would think or if I was intruding or whatever. For me in this moment, I can move forward. </p><p>Its different. I can't explain it very well, because so much of it was in my head, and then had an effect on everything I did. I still wonder about the bounds on caring verse nosy and if I am asking and expecting too much, but if I do its now more genuine that obligation and I am so grateful because I want to love these young women and this calling. The youth really are amazing despite their faults. I want to see what the Lord sees in them and I want to love them. It is so much easier to love when you don't fear. I am so glad the Lord helped me see.</p>adventuregirlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06905401351986124345noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5000344110973409273.post-54338561568143017112021-08-29T16:02:00.003-06:002021-08-29T16:02:57.243-06:00Nothing Grand Here-- Just Us Doing Our Thing<p> Today was a fifth Sunday. That means no meetings. It was so great. I took my time waking up. We took our time in the morning getting ready and went to church together. It was so nice. Gaupo probably didn't love it quite as much because I got the Lego's out which in our house just means the kids need a lot of help. Some families love Lego's and their kids just build and build and play, but not here. It takes some work and it doesn't last, but I still love to get them out because my kids do some good thinking and it brings back good memories for me. Anyway, having a meeting less Sunday made it feel like this is what I could do right now. There are honestly quite a few things that I could do instead like make an agenda for my presidency meeting, make some phone calls and texts about ideas I have, or make some food, but really I just want to revel in the quiet moment.</p><p>Quiet is not something our house is good at. I thought that once the big girls went back to school that I would have so much more quiet time, but I don't. At least not as much as I would like. I only love quiet because so much of my life is noisy. We always have chatter, laughter, yelling, screaming, music, talking, and what not going on it seems like, but I love it because I want a home where people live and do. Anyway, I don't have as much quiet time as was originally planned because the last week of summer Tia and Kylee taught Abby how to get out of the baby bed where she was taking naps (in order to keep her away from Kade) AND how to open the baby gate which kept Kade where he could sleep. So, now I get to do my scripture study at the top of the stairs until Kade is asleep. Gratefully Abby leaves him alone once he is asleep and then she usually falls asleep too, but when they party they party and they will not sleep if they can help it. The other reason 'my' time is shorter is because I have a bad habit of playing to long and letting lunch last a little long. So, the twins are down for a nap late. However, I love this time of year when it is warm, but not hot and playing at the park and riding bikes is fun. We take forever to get home from taking the kids to school because we play along the way and I usually talk to someone. I love it. I really do. I love seeing people. I love that my kids can run, jump, climb, and bike. I love that the twins are 2. For me it is a magic year, because nobody expects anything of two year olds. They don't expect them to know numbers or letters. They don't expect them to sit still. They just expect them to be kids and it is so freeing because I love letting kids be kids. I love just going with the flow and playing. Being with the twins is really fun. I am glad we get the chance to be together even if it maybe for only a short time.</p><p>The girls are in school, and there school days sound like they are going well. For the first time ever, I hear a ton from Kylee about school and not so much from Tia. I wish I got to hear lots from both, but hey at least I get some. Kylee has her first boy teacher and is loving it. I don't know about his teaching, but he sounds like a pretty funny teacher. Tia's teacher is a really good teacher, but not so openly funny and silly, so that is probably why I don't hear as much. After school, is still a little bit hard. Tia pretty much just has reading for 20min. I think she will get homework later, but hasn't gotten much yet which is totally fine with me. However, Kylee has reading, homework, and piano practicing, so she feels pretty jipped in the amount of time she has to play. It makes for some hairy days after school, but she has made a goal to not go to summer school, so she has work to do this year. With the start of school we also started gymnastics. I found an affordable play to do it and so they are both loving that. Kylee really wanted to do it and for the first time in a long time I limited Tia's choices and did what Kylee wanted. They both really like it though and even though we have to rush right from school to there we are done by 5 so it is totally worth it. I love that Kylee is getting to do something she has heard about and wants to do and I love that Tia is using her strength in a focused way. </p><p>Guapo is working at the library. They were going to open up to full hours but with the new strains of Corona developing they might not open to full hours just yet. Its great because he wont work any nights or weekends, but its a big thing for the library to be open so people can use it. I know we have loved be able to go in again and pick our books, watch the train, and see our dad at work. He is busy at work though and still seems to really like it.</p><p>Me, I keep our show rolling. Sometimes maybe not as a well as others, but that's okay, I think. My house isn't very tidy most days because for the first time in 4 kids I have kids that play with toys and so they are always out and I don't always get around to getting them picked up. Sometimes it isn't very clean because when I clean I want to be left alone and that doesn't happen very much, so I just play with them instead. Its okay. One day I will probably have more time than I want for that kind of stuff. But when I am not being a mom and often times while I am being a mom I do young women's stuff. Its been kind of hard lately and I think its because I was believing that the young women did't like me. Now I don't know if its true or not because they haven't told me and neither have their parents, so I need to stop thinking that way. They don't have a reason not to like me and if they think they do its because they don't know me. I care a lot about them and that just might be the problem. I discovered this 'problem' of mine yesterday as I was listening to a podcast a friend referred me to and so I don't know if it will make this week better, but I have decided to give it a shot. Try to let of the lie that the young women don't like me, and instead try to get to know them and not be afraid of them. I am not afraid of them per say just more afraid of making things awkward and uncomfortable, but I got to get over that too. I am sure they will let me know on that account. Anyway, yw is teaching me a lot. I hope the yw learn about their Savior as much as I am.</p><p>I know the Lord love my family and these young women. He continually works in small and simple ways to bless their lives. He gives me patience when I feel I have no more. He answers hurriedly offred pleading prayers. He provides me with strength and love and testimony as I read the scriptures. He gives me courage and hope when I just want to give up and not do hard things. I am blessed and watched over, and I can do hard things as I continually lean on the Lord and those He gave me to lift and help me.</p>adventuregirlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06905401351986124345noreply@blogger.com0