Thursday, December 31, 2009

It feels like a Monday!

Wow. . . . I woke up this morning to Ethan yelling, "Mom! Jacob's throwing up!" Oi. Yesterday it was Ethan, today it was Jacob and Eva. Eva did not actually end up throwing up though. She woke up dry heaving and then slowly started feeling better after lying around for a few hours.
Jacob stopped barfing around 10:30a.

I think that our dish washer may be dying. I did a load of dishes last night and this morning the heating element was still on! I am glad that we did not die in our sleep, hello! I opened the dishwasher to get a spoon and just about melted my fingers off it was so hot.

Our microwave died on Thanksgiving Day on now this. They are both top of the line GE. Don't get GE. They are apparently crap! We have only had them for a year and a half and look!

Monday, December 28, 2009


What a week! I had a fun Christmas. To tell you the truth I love Christmas, but I absolutely hate the season. I cannot stand the hustle and bustle of it all. Especially this year. This year has been very trying for me in general. I just could not get a grip on everything that was stressing me out this year.

I have been released from my calling, hallelujah! I loved my calling, but it was definately one of my breaking points. The Lord just knew it. I fullfilled my calling and I tried my best not to shirk on it, but I must admit that I could have done better if the circumstances had been different.

I look forward to this new year. I think that this is the first year that I actually get the starting fresh thing. I need it so badly. You may all be thinking, "That girl is just one big crazy!", which I have to admit is true. But, (Steph, if you are reading this, I know that I am not supposed to start a sentence with but) I know that everyone a their own share of crazy too. I do not know one soul who doesn't and if you still tell yourself that you aren't that just proves how much more that you have.

Anyway, I did have fun with my families as I was hum bugging it from having to do so much driving around. I love you and am glad that I got to spend time with you!

Friday, December 18, 2009

I am gearing up for this weekend. It is going to be crazy! Tonight James is volunteering at the temple for security, I am going to try to get some last minute shopping done and hitting smart and final for Ethan's B'day Sunday.

Saturday morning we have our church breakfast with Santa. For lunch we will be attending sweet little Sophia's #1 B'day. When we get home we will be doing some cleaning for Sunday and prechopping of the veggies that will go with Nacho's for Ethan's 6th B'day party.

Saturday, December 12, 2009


I sit here listening to the quiet. Mmm. It's like sitting in a big squishy, comfy couch with a big mug of frothy cocoa and a cozy blanket.

I am so excited for Ethan to be home from school for his break. Sure, I know that craziness is going to happen, but I have plans. Not set in stone plans because, lets face it, children don't let you set things in stone. My plans are filled with fun and baking and goofy sillyness! They start Monday. Today. . . well today I have to prepare for all of this goofyness by cleaning. What a bummer! But, it still makes me eager for what will be.

If you want to be included in the fun, by all means stop on by!

Friday, December 11, 2009

Christmas Story

So most of you know how our family does not include Santa Clause in our Christmas celebrations and for those of you who may not I will share this with you.

After James proposed to me, my sister Stephanie (who knew that I wanted to do this) asked if I was going to exclude Santa from Christmas. This was new to James and honestly I had not thought about it in years. James asked what she was talking about and so I told him.

I have felt for a long time that Christ has been left out of Christmas. Even though my parents brought us up with the knowledge that Christ is the center of Christmas, and we would even act out the nativity on Christmas Eve each year, I just always felt that Christmas was about the gifts. I did not want that for my family. So, my idea was to not include Santa and when my kids started asking questions that I would tell then the true story of St. Nicolas and let them know what a wonderful man he was and the great things that he did, but that that was a long time ago and that he had past away along time ago. The the Santa that people talk about is a story that people through the years have made up about St. Nicolas. James suprisingly loved this idea and wanted this for our family.

A couple of years ago, after coming home from exchanging gifts with cousins Ethan asked why they had recieved gifts from Santa and he had not. (He DOES recieve gifts from us) So, I told him of St. Nicolas and his wonderful story. He loved this insider knowledge and grasped the idea. He did not always relay the message in the appropriate light. When people would talk of Santa he would always yell out (most adamantly) that Santa is dead. As you can expect we have recieved many a horrified look from nearby parents. I tried to explain to him that other families enjoy their traditions of including Santa and that that is okay for them, but there is no gray area for Ethan. There is only black and white.

This year Ethan started school. When the Christmas season arrived many children have spoken of Santa and Ethan has argued his case not willing to let them believe otherwise.

A couple of days ago he came up to me rather defiantly telling me that he believes in Santa. I told him that his father and I are hear to teach he and his brother and sister the things that we know to be right and true and that he can still choose want he wants to believe. I went on to remind him why we choose not to include Santa in our celebrations, that we want to emphasize Christ as why we celebrate this beautiful season. I let him know that his decision is fine. It is not bad.

It was very interesting and suprising to see this little soul growing and thinking and discovering on such a subject. He was obviously having an inner struggle. I am proud of him for sharing this with me. That he chose to actually discuss this with me and share his feelings. I am sure that this must have been a scary thing for him. Not sharing his feelings in general, but doing it with the knowledge that it was something that he knew that I would not see eye to eye with him on.


We had our first frost yesterday. I looked in the back and it looked like there was a thin layer of snow on my garden boxes. It was pretty.

Today was Ethan's last day of school for the semester. He has a full 3 weeks off for winter break. Let the sleeping in begin! Woo hoo!