mom's

I was sent this in an e-mail, I just loved it. I thought that I would share it with those of you who read this blog, mainly the mom's.


Answers given by 2nd grade school children to the following questions:

Why did God make mothers?

1. She's the only one who knows where the scotch tape is.
2. Mostly to clean the house.
3. To help us out of there when we were getting born.

How did God make mothers?

1. He used dirt, just like for the rest of us.
2. Magic plus super powers and a lot of stirring.
3. God made my mom just the same like he made me. He just used bigger parts.

What ingredients are mothers made of?

1. God makes mothers out of clouds and angel hair and everything nice in the world and one dab of mean.
2. They had to get their start from men's bones. Then they mostly use string, I think.

Why did God give you your mother and not some other mom?

1. We're related.
2. God knew she likes me a lot more than other people's mom like me.

What kind of a little girl was your mom?

1. My mom has always been my mom and none of that other stuff..
2. I don't know because I wasn't there, but my guess would be pretty bossy.
3. They say she used to be nice.
What did mom need to know about dad before she married him?
1. His last name.
2. She had to know his background. Like is he a crook? Does he get drunk on beer?
3. Does he make at least $800 a year? Did he say NO to drugs and YES to chores?

Why did your mom marry your dad?
1. My dad makes the best spaghetti in the world. And my mom eats a lot.
2. She got too old to do anything else with him.
3. My grandma says that mom didn't have her thinking cap on.

Who's the boss at your house?
1. Mom doesn't want to be boss, but she has to because dad's such a goof ball.
2.. Mom. You can tell by room inspection. She sees the stuff under the bed.
3. I guess mom is, but only because she has a lot more to do than dad.

What's the difference between moms and dads?
1. Moms work at work and work at home and dads just go to work at work.
2. Moms know how to talk to teachers without scaring them.
3. Dads are taller and stronger, but moms have all the real power 'cause that's who you got to ask if you want to sleep over at your friends.
4. Moms have magic, they make you feel better without medicine.

What does your mom do in her spare time?
1. Mothers don't do spare time.
2. To hear her tell it, she pays bills all day long.

What would it take to make your mom perfect?
1. On the inside she's already perfect. Outside, I think some kind of plastic surgery.
2. Diet. You know, her hair. I'd diet, maybe blue.

If you could change one thing about your mom, what would it be?
1. She has this weird thing about me keeping my room clean. I'd get rid of that.
2. I'd make my mom smarter. Then she would know it was my sister who did it not me.
3. I would like for her to get rid of those invisible eyes on the back of her head.

I hope that this made you laugh as much as I did.

wow, has it really been that long?

So I realized earlier that as of today, I have been in the Phoenix valley for 6 years. Holy Cow has time past.

I clearly remember the flight out here (my first time on an airplane) and the rest of that day. I was terrified that the plane was going to crash, I had never been so far away from my parents, I didn't have a car (so how was I supposed to get around?), I didn't really know anyone out here (I had talked to my roommate J a few times on the phone and met once), and because of all this I was feeling sick to my stomach. I just wanted to turn back and stay in my comfort zone. I remember that they served cinnamon sugar graham crackers and I had sprite to drink. I remember trying to carry 2 heavy loaded duffel bags through the airport, thank goodness for the wheels on one of them and the wonderful older trolley man that let me put my bags on the trolley after he saw me struggling. I remember that as soon as I walked out of the airport I felt like I was going to melt, 113 degrees that day if I remember correctly. I remember not being able to eat for 3 full days. Yeah I said 3, amazing how nerves can make me so sick. I remember getting so lost on my way from the airport to the school, and then from the school to my apartment. I am glad that roommate C had a car, could get us from place to place, and knew where in the heck she was going, because I sure didn't. I am also grateful that she was willing to take me places.

Its amazing what has happened since that day 6 years ago. I have an associates degree for medical assisting (cant remember exactly what its called, some kind of medical science mumbo jumbo). I have made many new friends. I found independence, and through doing so found ME. I came closer to my Heavenly Father and His Son Jesus Christ, for they were the only thing I could rely on some days. I found the love of my life, and was able to get married in the temple. I now have 2 children. I have a place to call my own (love having a house). And I am happier than I ever imagined possible.

Who could have guessed that the decision to come out here for school would have amounted to so many other great things happening in my life? I wouldn't have.

I am so thankful for a loving Heavenly Father, who helped me deal with my nerves, kept the plane in the air (yes, I was seriously that afraid it would crash), gave me the courage to stay (even when I felt like buying a ticket home many times) and has now blessed me with all these wonderful people and things in my life. All I can say is.... although it's hard at times, I am blessed and I love my life!

Growing up Moments....

R's Mom told us a couple of years ago that these are the years that we make lasting friendships. It wasn't until this last weekend when we found out that our ward was being split that I realized just how true that statement is. Some of the closest friends that I have made out here are now in 2 different wards (they split our ward into 3 wards, kinda complicated to explain for those of you not in the area).

I have to admit I was really sad at first. It reminded me of when I was in Young Woman's and they split the ward that I was in. I had been going to Church by myself for almost 2 years (my family was inactive), and my friend's family let me sit with them during sacrament meeting. I remember thinking that I wouldn't have them to sit with and I wouldn't see all my friends on Sunday anymore it was unbelievable. I remember sitting in the car with my friend's family and crying the entire way back from stake conference. So the same feelings came over me a bit when I found out that our ward was going to be split.

I then realized that just as I had gone to a new ward in the past, with out knowing anyone, and having to sit by myself during sacrament, I could do it again. Only this time it would be easier, I have my own little family to sit with now. Although its rough at times with "Little Man" and "little Momma" I get to sit with them and R every Sunday. And there are some of my friends from Church moving into this new ward with us. Important to mention as well, is the fact that I have made friendships that I hope will last a life time, and longer. I will still go running with K, I will still have opportunities to go to park day (when we get a new car, or I feel up to waking up to drive R to work), we can still go to the FHE group once and a while, and I'll still get together with my friends to hang out and let our kids have play dates.

So all in all. I guess that I had a growing up moment, or saw just how grown up I am getting. Amazing.

things that I love in life

So as I was looking through the pics on my camera (and deleting a ton I have already uploaded) I realized I keep thinking I want to do a post that just has some pics of things that I love in life. So here they are, just some of the things I love.

I love my wonderful little children, and our weekly trip to the park as a family.

I love my wonderful husband for going to get food for a
spur of the moment picnic, While on a said trip to park.

I Love when my Wonderful Husband Surprises me with flowers!

I love this cute little face "little man" makes when
he says he is "cold" (in the 90+ degree weather)

I love "little mamma's" face when she knows that I know
she is up to something and hopes I don't figure out
just what it is she is up to.

I love this new recipe I found for a Black Bean Burger,
also signifies that I Love cooking.

Well there you have it, some of my loves, there will undoubtedly be more in the future that I post, but that's it for now.

C.A.A.D.D.

This was posted by a dear sister in my ward, I just had to put it up for those family members who I know will totally understand! So you sisters in the ward, please forgive the fact that you will have seen this already.


Recently, I was diagnosed with C. A. A. D. D.--
Child Activated Attention Deficit Disorder.

This is how it manifests itself:

I decide to do the laundry.
As I start toward the laundry room,
I notice that there are cheerios all over the floor
and my car keys are in the cereal bowl.

I decide to pick up the cheerios before I do the laundry.
I lay my car keys down on the counter,
put the cheerios in the trash can under the counter,
and notice that the trash can is full.

So, I decide to take out the trash.
But then I think,
since I'm going to be near the mailbox
when I take out the trash
I may as well pay the bills first.

I take my checkbook off the table,
and see that there is only one check left,
my extra checks are in my desk in the office/playroom,
so I go to my desk where I find a sippy cup full of juice.

I'm going to look for my checks,
but first I decide I should put sippy cup in the refrigerator to keep it cold.
As I head toward the kitchen with the sippy cup,
a vase of flowers on the counter catches my eye--
they need to be watered.

I set the sippy cup on the counter,
and I discover baby wipes that I've been searching for all morning.
I decide I better put them back in the bathroom,
but first I'm going to water the flowers.

I set the wipes back down,
fill a container with water and suddenly I spot the TV remote,
one of the kids left it on the kitchen table.
I realize that after school when they go to watch TV,
I will be looking for the remote as they fight over who lost it,
but I won't remember that it's on the kitchen table,
so I decide to put it back in the den where belongs,
but first I'll water the flowers.

I splash some water on the flowers,
but most of it spills on the floor.
So, I set the remote back down,
get some paper towels and wipe up the spill.

Then I head down the hall trying to remember what I was planning to do.
At the end of the day:
the laundry isn't washed,
the bills aren't paid,
there is a warm cup of juice sitting on the counter,
the flowers aren't watered,
there is still only one check in my checkbook,
I can't find the remote,
I can't find the wipes,
and I don' t remember what I did with the car keys.

Then when I try to figure out why nothing got done today,
I'm really baffled because I know I was busy all day long,
and I'm really tired.

I realize this is a serious problem,
and I'll try to get some help for it,
but first I'll check my e-mail.
Don't laugh --
if this isn't you yet, your day is coming.

A's quilt

I have been going over to R's Grandma's house for quilting lessons. This is a talent that I have wanted to learn for quite a while, and one day I decided I would ask Grandma if she would be willing to help me learn. Grandma is an awesome quilter, she made a beautiful quilt for us when we got married and she has made some beautiful quilts for the kids when they were born too. I knew that if I were to learn from anybody, she would be the one to ask. Not to mention that it would give me time to get to know her better.

I have been enjoying spending time with Grandma learning a talent, a skill, that she loves so much. I think that it is helping us both out, in many ways, and we are having alot of fun as we do it.

After a couple of lessons on basic cutting, and trying out a couple of small blocks, we decided to jump right in and start working on a quilt. So I decided to make a quilt for A since we are going to be moving her into a twin sized bed (hopefully) soon.

Here are some pics of what the pattern looks like and what I have been working on so far. The pattern is in some really bright colors, I am doing it in some more pastel colors to match A's room.

Easter 2010

We started celebrating a couple of days early with an Easter Egg hunt at the park with a bunch of friends from church. It was the first egg hunt that either of them had been on so they didn't quite understand and ended up with no eggs. Thankfully some of their friends were kind enough to share some of their eggs with A and G.



Here are some pictures of our Easter of 2010.

G loved his chocolate candy. Here's something funny that happened when we were doing our own little egg hunt. G was looking around for eggs (now that he understood what to do) and he would open the eggs when he would find one. He kept finding ones with chocolate candies in wrappers. When he finally found one with jelly beans in it, he refused to get up and look for more until he had eaten every single jelly bean in the egg. He was stuffing them in his mouth by 3's and 4's. Guess he didn't want to miss getting any candy this time.
A had to take a pic with daddy. Isn't she so cute. Love the handsome guy in back of her too!

The Cake that I made (not as good as I was hoping for, but still cute).

We had an awesome day watching General Conference and listening to the Prophet and Apostles talks. We had a great brunch with some friends and then later in the day M made a great dinner of ham, deviled eggs, sweet potatoes and lots of other great food. We finished off the day with a slice of yummy cake.

I am so grateful for the reason why we celebrate this day. I know that Christ, my friend, my elder brother, and my Savior lives. I know that he loves us and knows us each individually and how to help us when we are going through the trials of life. I love him so much, and I am so grateful to know of his love as well.