Lessons on the kickball field.

Tonight I was chatting with Michael while getting Henry to sleep. He told me about his experience as team captain for kick ball today. They chose teams, one at a time, till nobody was left. (Can you say ARCHAIC?? Who knew they still did that? I learned 201 ways to choose teams without destroying self confidence in "How to Teach P.E." at USU.) Anyway, back to our conversation.

Me: So, who was the last picked?
Michael: Amber.
Me: Why?
Michael: All the boys were picked first, she was just the last girl.
Me: How do you think she felt?
Michael: She told me she felt bad.
Me: How would you have felt?
Michael: Bad.
Me: How did the game go?
Michael: Fine.
Long Pause.
Michael: Next time, I'll be the last one picked.
Me: Why?
Michael: Because I missed all 3 pitches on everyone of my turns.
Low chuckle, turns to belly laugh.
Me: How did you feel?
Michael: Ok. I controlled myself. I was frustrated, but I laughed. I'm gonna get Jane to practice with me. Nobody laughed at me though.

Long pause

Michael: Funny thing, Amber scored a home run every time she got to kick. I told her I was sure glad she was on our team.



Man, I love that kid.

p.s. Don't you love the top left picture in the collage. The ball is 10 feet behind him, but he has great form! :) These were from soccer 2 years ago....

Tagged...

I was tagged by Tamra. I love reading her blog, she is very funny and her posts remind me of my own chaotic life with kids.

The rules are simple, Pictures file, File #6, picture #6. Blog it.

This was May of 2007. Dad and Bev were visiting and we put them to work planting flowers. I couldn't stop at just one picture though. (You know me, you didn't expect me to did you?) Lily is such a baby! And our yard is so GREEN! I can't wait, right now it is not so leafy...
And here is more of that same visit, we went into Philly and got on ... some submarine and some ships. Great memory I have for details! We had such fun, I simply adore pictures of my kids with their grandparents. Looking at these made me feel so happy and sad all at once. I'm glad my kids have such great grandparents, and I am sad that they can't see them more often. :( We really do love to be with them.
oops. I forgot to tag people. Becky? Jenny? Brianna? MOM! anybody else that wants to play! :)

Happy Spring!

I was bossy today!

Lucky!

Some crazy leprechaun stacked our kitchen chairs into a pyramid and left breakfast on top!

By the time the kids went to school we were all talking like the ole' Irish, with the luck of the blarney stone with us all day.... aye the wee lads and lassies.... I don't even know if it was Irish or correct word usage, but it just kept rolling off my tongue.

Sometimes it is exhausting being weird. I'm ready for a nap.
It is 9:11 a.m.

Oh, and yeah, Henry doesn't look so happy. Poor baby.

Fresh look and recovering.

I'm trying something new with the background. I think I miss my polka dots. When I open this I think I am on someone else's blog. Man, I resist change.

Eve is recovering. She seems to feel better today, yesterday was particularly rough and I wouldn't doubt that Monday or Tuesday will be hard again. When I brought her home on Thursday she was bouncing around, happy, energetic-- it was weird. About the time she settled down to sleep I put the pieces together and figured it out. The doctors had given her racemic epiniphrine for her breathing when they extubated and I think that gave her a good case of the jitters.

She was a good sport though. Once the "silly Juice" kicked in she said to me "Mommmmmmmyyyyyy, I feeeeel ssssleepy and Sloppppy." LOL. Then she said, (very very slurred) "Make sure you tell Michael and Jane I watched Larlie and Chola" (Charlie and Lola.) Then, she cuddled up and snuggled till it was her turn.

Adios Amigos.

Eve gets to have her tonsils and adenoids removed today! Can you tell why?
*warning, graphic gross picture below. Look away if you are easily disgusted*

Ta-Ta Tonsils.

This is after a weeks worth of antibiotics. Small compared to what they have been...
Hello Jell-o!

Dave picked up ice cream and Popsicles for her tonight, but I have a hunch Jell-o will be it for a few days.

Jump in to January...

Didn't jive.
Tried Fresh Start February.
Didn't fly.
Going for Make Over March.
5 days in....


New Years resolutions never work for me because I am still clinging to December, the tingly, happy, sparkly season of Joy. So, I never really get off the ground in January. I don't start new routines because I am lingering in the post holiday glow.

February sometimes is my January... I am craving routine after lounging for too long. Sometimes it works. It didn't this year. February just became gray and cluttery. (With the exception of a cheerful (most of the time) family and good celebrations.)

So, on to March. I need to get my life and home in order. I need plans, routines, structure, LISTS! I'm working on it.

While "working" (on Primary stuff for April) this morning I found one of my favorite songs on Youtube.


Here are the lyrics. They go with my fresh start, and my belief that I can have one. Every day. :)


1. Come, Thou Fount of every blessing,
Tune my heart to sing Thy grace;
Streams of mercy, never ceasing,
Call for songs of loudest praise.
Teach me some melodious sonnet,
Sung by flaming tongues above.
Praise the mount! I’m fixed upon it,
Mount of Thy redeeming love.

2. Here I raise my Ebenezer;
Hither by Thy help I’ve come;
And I hope, by Thy good pleasure,
Safely to arrive at home.
Prone to wander, Lord, I feel it,
Prone to leave the God I love;
Here's my heart, O take and seal it;
Seal it for Thy courts above.

3. Jesus sought me when a stranger,
Wandering from the fold of God;
He, to rescue me from danger,
Interposed His precious blood.
Prone to wander, Lord, I feel it,
Prone to leave the God I love;
Here's my heart, O take and seal it;
Seal it for Thy courts above.

4. O to grace how great a debtor
Daily I'm constrained to be!
Let Thy goodness, like a fetter,
Bind my wandering heart to Thee:
Prone to wander, Lord, I feel it,
Prone to leave the God I love;
Here's my heart, O take and seal it;
Seal it for Thy courts above .
(also, I should mention this version of the song is arranged by Mack Wilberg, it isn't the original. The history of the song on Wiki is really interesting.)

I might like this version from BYU combined choirs even better...

On Diapering.

My sweet friend Pam sent me this. I had tears streaming down my face. Watch the ending for the diaper with the baby powder toot. Hilarious.

I Love Henry TOO much.

Lily says that all the time, she has since we brought Henry home. We think she means "So Much". She really does too. She adores him. But too much is really really appropriate.


She loves him even when he doesn't want to be loved. She loves him with big tight squeezes, juicy kisses and accidental head butts.

This was during our cheerful, spiritual Family Home Evening this week, right after an "I love him TOOOOO much" episode.

Yep, we were feeling the love.
I should add that he loves her back equally, just not usually with so much--- energy. ;)

For Dessi.

HOPE

My kids picked these flowers on Friday. They are growing next to my front door. The end of winter is in sight, even if we are expecting 5-8 inches of snow tonight.
Snowdrops Don't Lie.
Plus, don't you love my little tiny vases? They are perfect for my kitchen windowsill and the little tiny flowers my kids pick for me! I need to pull of the V-day hearts I stuck to them though.

This collage of Lily is mostly for Mom. I told you she can sleep in sponge rollers! Isn't it adorable? Plus, she is loving flippy ponytails lately. It amazes me how much joy I can get from a little girls hairdo.