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A Stay at Home Easter

4.12.2020

^^My three boys, soon to be four!^^

The Easter also known as the month with uninterrupted family time.

I'm not sure if it's the mental load of this pandemic or the end of this pregnancy, but I really feel at a loss to put together any meaningful words. But I'll try anyway because I love Easter. It is one of my favorite holidays. It bears a message of hope, joy, and eternal life!

There has never been a better time to reflect on Jesus Christ's ultimate sacrifice than now -- when the world feels a little dark and upside-down. Yesterday, Saturday, Christ's followers mourned in darkness. They were sad and probably confused. They had no idea what miracle was about to transpire! Isn't this current period in the world's history a little bit like that?

As I've studied the scriptures and Joseph Smith history this month, I've been able to pull so many parallels to our current world situation. Some circumstances really stunk for a lot of people. Some people died. Some faced hardships that lasted years. But everything always turned out all right in the end of the story because a loving Heavenly Father had a wonderful plan in place. I believe there is a light at the end of this crazy Coronavirus Groundhog's Day we've been living in. I'm just super curious to see how it all plays out.

One of my favorite quotes from Jeffrey R. Holland keeps coming to mind: “Don't you quit. You keep walking. You keep trying. There is help and happiness ahead. Some blessings come soon, some come late, and some don’t come until heaven; but for those who embrace the gospel of Jesus Christ, they come. It will be all right in the end. Trust God and believe in good things to come.”

We listened to the Tabernacle Choir sing Handel's Messiah this morning as we made and ate a big breakfast of biscuits, eggs, and sausage. I found myself tearing up during the Hallelujah chorus. And again, I broke into tears later as I heard these familiar hymn lyrics during another presentation.

1. He is risen! He is risen!
Tell it out with joyful voice.
He has burst his three days’ prison;
Let the whole wide earth rejoice.
Death is conquered; man is free.
Christ has won the victory.

3. He is risen! He is risen!
He hath opened heaven’s gate.
We are free from sin’s dark prison,
Risen to a holier state.
And a brighter Easter beam
On our longing eyes shall stream.

I'm just one big emotional pregnant blob these days. But it doesn't matter; music always has a way of speaking to my heart.

I hope that whatever comes my way in this life, I will be able to trust in my Heavenly Father's love and plan for me and place joy and hope in the atonement of Jesus Christ.

Anyway, we enjoyed a slow and peaceful Easter here at home. It began with a big hot breakfast followed by a short but sweet Sacrament meeting. The day also included a funny -- but stressful for Jed and Levi -- egg hunt and ended with pulled barbeque sandwiches and chocolate cupcakes with caramel frosting. Oh, and sprinkles! LOTS of sprinkles for Conrad. My heart is overflowing with love for this family of mine today.

3.18.2020

I know, I know. This is all just going to be a blip in the big scheme of things. This too will pass. I am actually optimistic in a bright future. In the mean time, however, please forgive me for expressing all of my feelings. When I write them down, I am then able to leave them there and move on.

We are officially on day three of "social distancing" for Covid-19 and my feelings have suddenly swung in an entirely different direction. I am no longer in shock. I am angry. What the hell just happened? I am questioning nearly everything with no concrete answers to show for it. I feel there is just too much minutia to wade through to possibly ever discover the whole truth.

2.25.2020

I keep coming back to a thought my sister shared with me. Our happiest time in life is when we are little children. It's partly because as children we simply observe the world around us without making any judgments.

An apple is red vs. I like apples. This meal needs salt vs. Meals are tasteless without salt.

Our thoughts create our reality. We believe certain things about our identity and our world through our thoughts. And that is important! But those same thoughts create our feelings.

Judgmental thoughts can breed feelings of resentment, defensiveness, and inferiority/superiority. Conversely, observational thoughts tend to create feelings of calm and curiosity.

It makes me wonder: since when do we feel we need to form an opinion about everything? Cannot some things just be? Even current events? Children truly practice mindful living in the moment. I want to be more like a little child.

4.30.2015

I think all mothers have the health of their children at the top of their priority list. I know I do! I think about it daily as I prepare meals, turn off the television, and apply sunscreen. I try to encourage my children to eat nutritious foods and lead a healthy lifestyle so that they can grow up to be big and strong and capable--just like their dad--because I want them to enjoy life to its fullest measure. So here, in honor of the #chobanikids project, I'm sharing a few ideas of what our family does to create a healthy lifestyle for our children.

1. Serve only milk or water. No juice.

At our house, juice is reserved for sickies or toddlers with constipation issues. The way I see it, juice is extra empty calories. My children are much better off getting those vitamins straight from the food source itself. We eat plenty of apples, bananas, grapes, and frozen berries! The boys' pediatrician actually applauded me when I told him the boys only drink milk or water. It's better for their teeth. It's better for their weight.

Which leads me to...

2. Serve healthy snacks.

Yes, I have totally been the one handing out fruit snacks like candy on Halloween, but I do keep healthy snacks on hand and insist the kids eat those to help tide them over to the next meal. Some of our favorite quick things to eat are string cheese and air popped popcorn. Sometimes I'll even whip up something special like a frozen banana smothered in peanut butter and a little nutella. The boys know they can open the fridge to grab an apple or Chobani kids' strawberry yogurt and I'll always say 'yes'. Did you know that Chobani offers yogurt pouches with fruits AND vegetables? My kids love, love, love greek yogurt and I love that it is loaded with protein because it helps keep those bottomless bellies full.

3. Encourage Outdoor Play and Exploration

We are very fortunate here in Idaho to have so much space and wilderness to play in and explore right in our backyard! Admittedly, I'm a sunshine addict; my happiness is tied to being outdoors. (Vitamin D, baby!) I'm trying to pass along that same love for outdoor adventure to my little boys by going on frequent mini hikes, picnics, spending afternoons at the park, and teaching them to ride bikes in the driveway. An active lifestyle is what it's all about!

I think it is especially important to let boys roam free and explore, to get dirty and sweaty, but most importantly, to push their limits. How high can he climb? How far can he throw? What happens if...? While watching my children play, I often find myself asking what the consequence of their actions might be. Most of the time it's pretty harmless: he might hurt his toe or fall in the water. And so I let it happen. A small scrape or leaving sopping wet will leave a much bigger impression on his mind than my harping to 'be careful!'. After all, I probably won't be there to swoop in to the rescue a few years from now. It's best that he learn his limits while the consequences are small. These little boys of mine are learning about the world around them and building confidence in their abilities at the same time.

4. Sleep

After playing so hard outside, my kids need sleep! (And I need a rest too.) Nap time and bed time are top priorities in our home. When one of our boys doesn't get enough sleep, he becomes deaf to our parenting and very whiny. Everyone is happiest when we all get enough sleep. Indeed, we have a regular bedtime routine which consists of pajamas, teeth, family prayer, and a story. I think the story is my favorite part of putting the boys to bed. We get to cuddle up together and I know their little minds are being stimulated in one of the best ways possible. All around healthy!

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Please share! What healthy habits does your family have?

We spent an afternoon picnicking in the South Hills. It was a beautiful day for picking dandelions and ~~hefting~~ throwing rocks into the creek. I'm looking forward to many more perfect afternoons like this all Spring and Summer. These outings with my family just make me glow with happiness from the inside out.

2.20.2014

A little while ago I set up my tripod and took a series of self-portraits. (Please tell me I'm not the only mom who does weird things like this during nap time!) I froze time with these snapshots. In essence, I immortalized myself. And I obviously didn't take myself too seriously either. Hehe.

It's peculiar, I remember my parents being about the same age I am now. The memory of them as young parents is still very vivid in my mind. I remember them as young and thin and energetic. When I think of my dad, the first picture that pops up from memory is probably one of him with light brown hair wearing his Air Force blues. I was just a little kid and I worshipped him. My mom, well, I know she wears a different size dress than she once did, but she's had a version of the same haircut since I can remember so she hasn't changed all that much--just a little.

Those were happy times, when we were a young family: my dad, mom, brother, sister, and me. And they're happy times now: this young family I'm a mama of today. I hope I appreciate what a gift these happy days are. And someday, I hope you boys--Jed and Levi--remember me and our family and these happy days too.

3.25.2013

I am so happy we celebrate Easter. I love everything about it: the first buds of spring, the colored eggs and candy, the adorably cute chicks and bunnies, and excited little children all dressed up in their Sunday best. It’s simply fun! It represents life in all its best forms.

But I’m also grateful. I’m grateful to have the opportunity to reflect on our Savior’s life: His birth, His ministry, and most importantly, the atonement and His resurrection.

This year I’m participating in our Stake’s Easter Cantata: an hour long medley of songs sung by a choir and accompanied by an orchestra (that’s where my violin skills come in) to honor our Savior Jesus Christ. Last night at practice (when I wasn’t playing, of course) I sat with my eyes glued to the rotating pictures of Christ that had been prepared to go along with the music. The pictures combined with what I was hearing had a surprisingly powerful effect. I felt my eyes well up with tears more than once.

As I sat contemplating the atonement, I remembered a trip I once took as a teenager to the Holocaust Museum in Washington D.C. I learned some horrifying facts that still haunt me to this day. For instance, Hitler experimented on pregnant women. He tied their knees together during labor. The pain for these women became so intense that they bled through the pores at their temples before dying.

It lends some perspective on the atonement, doesn’t it.

Fortunately, Easter is about celebrating the miracle of Christ’s resurrection! It’s about rejoicing in the fact that our elder brother overcame the world so that I—and you too—can live with our Heavenly Father again, to have all that He has, to be reunited with our loved ones forever.

I can only imagine the peace and joy we will feel.
The very thought makes me want to be a better person, a better wife, a better mother.
It makes me look forward to that day when everything will be made right.
And that right there is the very essence of the gospel. I believe it with all my heart and soul.

Happy Easter!

11.28.2012

The boys and I hitched a ride to Utah with Bron to visit my grandparents, also known as Jed and Levi's GREAT-Grandparents. Travel is getting hard on them and it was high-time they meet their seventh great-grandson for the first time, so we brought Levi to them.

I love my grandparents. They are neat people. They are rich in personal history. And Grandma isn't afraid to announce her mistakes and tell all that she's learned! My grandparents are genuine. They're giving. They are many things I hope to be. I feel lucky to know them so well.

We lived with my grandparents for a few years when I was a kid. Visiting their house is visiting my childhood home. I'm always surprised at how small everything seems. My memory still makes the house and yard so much bigger than it really is! I also remember my grandparents as young and spry and energetic. They each turned 60 while I lived with them. (That's nearly 20 years ago now!) They were my second set of parents while my mother returned to school full time.

It's a little hard for me to see them now; they're getting old. Grandma and Grandpa each took afternoon naps while we visited. Grandma doesn't cook like she did and her energy level just isn't what it used to be. Grandpa is much worse. He is beginning the long and difficult road of Alzheimer's. He's also pretty much deaf. Thankfully, he is still sweet and calm when he becomes confused. We try to talk, but he can't remember words to finish his sentences. However, he LOVES my boys. He and Jed share a love for reading. Grandpa also couldn't get enough smiles from Levi. He watched Levi play on the floor. He held Levi in his lap and kept commenting on his eyes and cheeks and how big he is.

I can't help reflecting on the circle of life: on generations, on family, on what we leave behind when we die. My grandparents lived through the Great Depression and through World War II, and they've seen all the changes in our modern age. They have six children and a story all their own. And now they are entering that last stage of their lives when they are preparing to leave. I hate the thought that most of us will have to get sick to leave this Earth. I don't like the thought of watching my grandparents become sick.

Even so, it felt good to see them! We went out to dinner with my Aunt Mari and two of my cousins. Jed played with classic 50 year old toys. I also got to see and catch up with two childhood friends: Catherine and Sian and meet their families. There's a lot of love in this imperfect extended family of mine. I love my family and I'm glad I get to share that love with my two little boys.

6.28.2012

Frequent bathroom breaks. I don't want to know how much toilet paper I go through.

Coughing, sneezing, or laughing too hard resulting in an "Oh, Bummer!"... (then refer to above statement)

Using my belly as a table for my bowl of ice cream while watching t.v.

Good face days. Yes, I've got that pregnancy glow!

Sleeeep! I can get 8 hours of peaceful slumber and sometimes still be pooped by 10:30AM

Stretch marks. I got one measly stretch mark on my hip with Jed. This kid had better be a saint because there seem to be quite a few showing up this time around. Boo.

Sitting. Lots of sitting. It hurts to walk or stand for too long. So I sit. A lot. On the couch. In the grass. On the swing. In the sandbox. You name it, I can make a spot for my bum.

Grunting must always accompany picking anything up off the ground, especially myself... (refer to above statement)

Long hair. Loving it.

Heat = swollen limbs. See you in a few months, shiny diamond ring!

Clothing is awkward and fits funny. I'm awkward and funny. I get looks and comments everywhere I go.

An intense urge to clean and organize my entire house from top to bottom.

Hunger. I'm always hungry. And almost everything always sounds good. I love food.

Looking like I'm hiding a basketball under my shirt. Please don't try to bounce me.

A turkey timer (aka belly button) whose timing is wrong. It sticks out through my clothes even though I still have a few weeks until D-day.

Frequent comments about how well I wear pregnancy. I don't know if they're true or not, but thank you for trying to make a whale of a woman feel pretty!

Watching my stomach roll. I love feeling all the kicks and jabs from this tiny baby growing inside me. What a miracle!

The anticipation of a new family member! A precious baby boy. There's so much to look forward to!

4.18.2012

Check out my Photography Blog

It's official. I did it. I started a photography blog. Some friends (including my husband) challenged me to do it. It's totally out of my comfort zone and a huge leap of faith for me! I'm insecure in my talent as a photographer. It's one thing to take pictures for family and friends just for fun because it's okay if they don't turn out; nothing was lost, just a fun hour in the fading sunlight. To charge money--to strangers--means there's an expectation. It means I'd better do something right!

But I love this photography hobby of mine, even if I don't necessarily have a natural eye or talent for it. It's fun for me. And how else will I get better if I don't practice, practice, practice? I plan to use the money I earn to invest it back into my "business": new lenses, backgrounds, a better computer and program, other fun gadgets, and maybe even a new camera one day. Sounds challenging and fun, doesn't it? I expect to pick up clients slowly. Let's face it, they'll probably be my neighbors. But I have to start somewhere, right?

So wish me luck, spread the word, and check it out!

P.S. If you have any suggestions, I am all ears.

2.23.2012

1. We went to the 32nd annual Home and Garden Show at the local college. There were companies and vendors representing everything from landscaping to kitchen gadgets. It was so much fun to grab business cards, brochures, and best of all, glean ideas! Now that we are home owners, of course. I am now completely sold on a steamer mop. I waaannnt one! Bron gabbed with the owner of a heating and air conditioning company about possible solutions to our outrageous heat bill. (Propane sucks.) Then he got some numbers for what it might cost to put up an awning in our back courtyard. As for Jed, he was content to climb all over the tractors, play in a sand box, and eat ice cream with me. One vendor even gave Jed a free ball. Jed smiled from ear to ear and wouldn't quit grinning. He was so happy!

Needless to say, we came home and measured the courtyard. The wheels have started spinning in Bron's head. He has big plans for that courtyard. The good news? A lot of the building, cleaning, and improving we can do this summer! An awning will have to wait a few years, but a good looking backyard won't.

2. I received an unexpected check in the mail for $500! SWEET!!! Apparently, the company I used to work for bought me out of my little bit of retirement. Haha I am debating on what to do with it. Should I buy a new camera lens that I've been dreaming of or save it for something practical, like a lawn mower? Hmmm... I guess we'll see!

3. My tummy is growing (exciting!!!)! I've already busted out a pair of maternity pants, live in anything with an elastic waist, and have even started dipping into my "fat clothes" collection. Unfortunately, along with my burgeoning tummy growth I've noticed my thighs and arms have put on a little bit of cushioning. Maybe I should start exercising a little bit? Problem is I have absolutely zilch motivation. The weather this month has been pretty gloomy. Not as gloomy as in New York, but still. What more can a girl expect from February? Spring, please come soooon!

4. I took Jed on a special afternoon "date" to Arctic Circle for lunch and to play at the indoor playground while Bron was away. We were having fun together--trying to "catch" Jed through the little holes in the tunnels and helping him slide down the big tube slide--until I got my hair pulled and was disrespected by a bunch of four year olds! All the while their smile-less mothers just sat in the back gossiping away like a pair of sour cats. Really?!? I wish I had the nerve to discipline someone else's child. Maybe I will next time! I really hope I can raise Jed to be much sweeter than that.

11.23.2011

Thanksgiving is here! I am glad this day rolls around every year to remind me to count my blessings. I am a lucky girl who leads a life rich and abundant in good things. Bron likes to remind me of just how spoiled I am. However, there is a part of me that is scared to count my blessings because those things can change so fast! Even so, when things get tiresome, problematic, and even a little dicey, I know I have a Heavenly Father who loves me (and you too) very much.

Some things {BIG and small} I am thankful for:

An attractive, hard-working husband who loves me unconditionally. I am grateful for little moments of affection and tenderness between us. I love it when he wraps his arms around me or whispers sweet little things in my ear. I never doubt he loves me.

A busy and happy little boy.

Warm meals, warm socks, warm coats and warm blankets.

Colorful leaves and pumpkins.

Pie for dessert.
(Okay, food in general.)

My health and the health of my family.

True friends.

{these gals and these guys and many more}

Family.

{these folks and these folks and these folks}

Bron's job.

Snowflakes.

Joy and peace in my life.

Late night talks with my hubby.

The temple.

Running and exercising.

{Cute} shoes and dresses to go with them.

A camera, computer, and the internet.

The way Jed smiles and laughs.

To be at home and witness my baby grow.

Cuddling.

Sunshine.

Swimming at the beach on a hot summer day.

Strawberries.

Beautiful pictures.

Talents.

Hot showers.

Marrying a man who is my best friend and makes me laugh.

Travel and vacation adventures.

Eating out.
(Is there a food theme going on?)

A beautiful home to live in complete with everything a woman, wife, and mother could possibly need. That gas stove rocks. So does our new den.

Cell phones and texting and keeping in touch.

Always having milk in Jed's sippy and the way he guzzles it.

Living closer to family.

Bubble baths.

Music.

Playing my violin.

A good book.

Always having enough + some.

I have plenty of reasons to be happy! And I am. very. happy. Happy Thanksgiving!!!

11.15.2011

It's a hat!

Confession: I am 26 years old and I am afraid of the dark. Or more accurately, I am afraid of what lurks in the dark. I've watched too many movies and I often let my thoughts run away with my imagination. Really, I can't sleep without my feet covered. I like to lay with my back towards the wall, you know, just in case something sneaks up on me. Then I can stare it straight in the eye before it gets me. It doesn't make any sense, does it?

Bron is routinely gone one or two nights a week. And even though he'd sleep through the sonic boom of a jet plane, Bron is my protector. He cuddles up next to me at night. He is big and warm and comforting. I love him. I miss him when he's gone. Bron has been at his job for three months, you would think I'd be adjusted to his absence by now. But I'm in a new house, a bigger house. There are new creaks and sounds and shadows to become accustomed to. And so I stay awake until the wee hours of the morning. I cannot sleep in my own room; it's too big and empty. Instead, I curl up in the double bed in the guest room. It's cozier in there.

I am a creature of habit. It must be that type A personality in me. When Bron is gone overnight, it's hard for me to adjust. The second night, I do okay. Then the night Bron is home again I sleep so lightly I feel like I haven't slept at all. It's miserable. But the second night he is home, I sleep like a rock. It's so weird. I'm so weird! This whole travel thing is really messing with my system!

But that's all you'll hear me complain about Bron being gone. Bron enjoys his job. Even though he is gone one or two nights a week, his new job schedule beats the stresses and rigor of school 100 times over! While in school, Bron worked and studied 6-7 days a week. And he was so stressed! We saw each other in snipets of time and treated a free day like it was our last on the planet. Now, however, Bron may be gone overnight, but Jed and I selfishly get him to ourselves every other evening and all weekend long! The stress level in this house is minimal. It makes such a difference.

I honestly don't mind my new found alone time. The evenings are mine to do whatever I like without feeling an ounce of guilt. There's more time for fun projects like photo editing, sewing, blogging, and scrap booking. (And you thought I'd clean my house? Yeah, right.) Right now I'm painting and organizing our house! I'm anxious to finish it.

I feel like my entire life has been thrown upside these past two weeks! It's that creature of habit thing sneaking in again. I cannot function correctly when my world is in chaos. Moving has pushed me over the edge: Where did I put my phone? Is the mail in the bag or in the car? Did that bill get paid? What are we going to eat for dinner? I'm at the store, but I can't remember the three things I came for. It's been two weeks since that toilet was scrubbed. Eeew. I HAVE NO ROUTINE!!!

This newness and chaos (for the second time in three months) is killing me! And this time it's taking longer to conquer because this is our home for good; there's just a lot more to do. Bron simply chuckles at me. Just another or week or two... then maybe I can get a handle on a new routine. Then maybe things will feel back to normal. Then maybe those things lurking in the dark will go away too.

Sometimes I wish I could fast-forward to six months or even a year from now, when we are all settled, when we've made new friends, when we've established ourselves in the area and really feel at home. {Sigh.}

You can't tell me my kid isn't cute.

He's darling! And so much fun!

10.17.2011

Our Pumpkin

Just exactly what is it about Fall that gets me so excited? I love everything about it. Fall seems to intoxicate all my senses: the feelings, the sights, the smells of the season. It all seeps into my pores and I just can't get enough. I love how the air feels crisp and cool. I love how the trees morph into brilliant shades of orange, yellow, and red and set the hillsides on fire. I love wearing jeans and long-sleeved shirts and cuddling under a blanket with my sweetheart. And I love that urge to bake something sweet and the aroma it leaves in the kitchen. But most of all, I love knowing that my favorite holidays are just around the corner! I think this time of year is about home and family and everything warm and good. It's about traditions and creating memories that will last. Yeah, I think that sums it up.

This weekend we took Jed to the pumpkin patch. I couldn't wait to see Jed's reaction! (I also wanted those classy pictures of Jed next to some colorful orange pumpkins since he is so close to turning a year and a half. Unfortunately, I didn't get those incredible pictures; Jed does not care to have his picture taken. But we did have a great time!) Jed walked through the mini straw maze that was set up with a curious grin. He crawled over big pumpkins and tried to claim some small ones for himself. Then Jed went nuts when he saw the tractor! He practically begged for a ride! He pointed and squealed and stared open-mouthed. It was so cute! We went for a ride. I love how the little things make Jed's entire body light up! It makes me feel awesome as his mother.

The pumpkin patch!

On the tractor pulled hay ride

My favorite picture of Jed from our evening out.

Happy Fall!

10.13.2011

I can sew... sort of.

I am sewing Jed a Halloween costume. He's going to be a scary dragon. I must be crazy. Me, who has zero patience when it comes to sewing? Yes, because I'm a first-time mom and I love my son. And I'm crazy. (Or did I already mention that?) For Halloween this year Jed can walk. And though he can't actually talk yet, he can eat candy. I want to see him smile and get excited! I hope he loves this holiday just as much as I do. And I hope he gets lots of yummy goodies, like chocolate, thrown into his bag so I can snitch a bite or two... or three.

I have very little experience when it comes to sewing. I made some pajama pants once and some pillow cases. And they weren't spectacular. But my mom bought this awesome sewing machine for me as a gift anyway. It has only been pulled out a handful of times. Once was to sew a bridesmaid's dress. I never washed it because I was afraid it'd fall apart!

But now, I'm ready. I think I'm ready to learn to sew--a little bit anyways. Surprisingly, I have more patience this time around. I haven't thrown anything against the wall... yet. Maybe it's because there is no one around to complain to or no one who can do it for me. I have stitched and unstitched and restitched almost every single seam of this costume so far, sometimes more than once! It's been grueling. But I'm learning lots. I can't believe I picked such a difficult pattern to start with. Really, look what I'm sewing with: a big fat stuffed dragon tail attached to the back! That's what the directions said:

11. Turn tail and spike right side out. Stuff tail firmly with fiberfill. Baste raw edges together.
12. Pin tail to right back, matching symbols. Baste raw edges together...
16. Stitch front to back at inner leg.

I think it might look decent enough to wear in the DARK when I'm done with it. And hopefully, just hopefully, Jed will be happy to wear it.

10.10.2011

Can you believe this is Jed just last fall?
This picture makes me happy!

What made me happy this weekend:

Cuddling with Jed as he guzzled his sippy of milk first thing in the morning.
Going out to dinner with my boys.
Seeing the look on Jed's face as he watched a man twist a balloon into a little red dog. So cool.
Relief Society Super Saturday. I made this amazing frame with an amazing picture of the Twin Falls Temple to go in it. I also made a super cute "Trick-or-Treat" craft that I am so proud of.
Apples + Caramel + Friends = A Good Evening
Reading stories to Jed and smelling that baby shampoo leftover in his hair.
Baking pumpkin muffins on Sunday morning.
A Sunday afternoon nap.
Bron fixing the flat tires to my two favorite toys: the jogging stroller and my bike.
Dressing up in my fancy black and performing with the local symphony. We played a piano concerto with this seriously remarkable pianist.

Bonus:

Staying up and talking with my hubby.

This is not an original idea, a happy list. I stole the idea from a friend who first saw it HERE, and I'm sure this girl was inspired by something else herself. Anyhow, I think it's great and want to incorporate some happy lists into this blog in my own way. Here's to finding happiness in the little things!

9.29.2011

We’ve finally reached “that” milestone. It’s here. And it has hit us like a ton of bricks. We’re still scrambling to pick up the pieces of our broken bodies as more bricks rain down. Yes, I’m talking about the “terrible two’s”—which really start at about 18 months, but no one ever tells a first time mom that. It just happened one day. I thought I saw it coming, but it came like a freight train; it came much bigger and faster than I anticipated.

Where did my sweet baby go? He grew into a little boy overnight and suddenly has a mind of his own. Plus, little boys have no natural inhibitors or boundaries. Therefore, Jed is a monster; a short little monster about knee high.

For example, Jed is training to be a professional pitcher for the New York Yankees or something. He throws EVERYTHING! We’re lucky he hasn’t made a hole in the wall… yet. Over the last few days I’ve begun taking action by picking up the offending toy with a “Uh-oh! This is no fun. You threw your toy. It’s all gone.” I don’t know if the consequence has quite sunk in yet. It certainly has backfired at the dinner table! For a long time now, I’ve simply said “All done.” and removed Jed from his booster seat whenever I see him throw his food. (It can scrape the window!) Instead of Jed learning NOT to throw his food, it’s simply his queue that he is done with his meal. The little stink.

Today (this happened on a different outing yesterday) I went shopping with Jed. Jed is my little monster and I wanted to get a head start on his monster Halloween outfit (because I’m CRAZY about Fall and Halloween is one of my all-time favorite holidays). So there we were in the fabric store. I’m checking out the sales and trying to read the tiny print on the back of a pattern I’m crossing my fingers I can actually sew while simultaneously trying to decide on the best colors for Jed’s costume. I let Jed stand in the cart with each fist holding a car. About five minutes later, he is done with those. Off they fly into the corner, onto the floor, and out of reach. I bend down, grab them, and stuff them in my purse. “Uh-oh. You threw your toys. All gone.” Then Jed starts to scream. I’m in public. I can’t let other people’s ears suffer, so I pull another toy out of my bag. Soon we’re on to the pretzels. They too get smashed and thrown with a loud helping of whine from Jed’s obnoxious lungs. I start over with the toys. I hand him some spools of thread. Each item holds his interest just long enough for me to think he’s okay. I must’ve looked like an idiot, bending down over and over to pick something up off the floor. You’d think I’d have buns of steel after doing all those squats. No, all I got was frustrated and short-tempered. I should’ve just left. But I didn’t. That stubborn part of me really wanted to see this through. Bad idea. I was feeling so ill-tempered by the time we left, I yelled at Jed when he started to whine in the back seat. Guess what? He laughed! Jed had the nerve to laugh! I guess I can cross raising my voice off the list of successful discipline tactics. When we finally arrived home, Jed begged for a piece of candy. You can probably guess what I told him. I told him “no”. That led to Jed throwing a royal fit, which led me to pick him up and put him in his room where he could continue to throw an even bigger tantrum.

I know you’re laughing, but I’d had it. I needed to vent. Thankfully, my mother answered her phone. She laughed when I told her my story, but then dumped a whole load of sympathy. It was just what I needed to hear. I guess this is normal behavior for a budding toddler. I should probably keep my shopping excursions short or just go by myself. My mom reminded me that I should also notice the good behavior and make a big deal out of it. (Oh yeah, I’d forgotten all about that!) She also reminded me that there is nothing better I could be doing than being a mother. Thanks, Mom!

This stage of Jed’s development is hard. He’s not quite old enough to communicate and he only understands about half of what I am saying to him. Raising Jed is going to take lots of time, lots of consistency, lots of patience, and lots of love. Unfortunately, my fuse for patience is a little short and I sometimes let a thrown toy go unnoticed. But I have time. And I definitely have more love than I ever imagined I would ever have towards somebody!

I can do better tomorrow. I can be a better mother. I can have more patience. I can handle each situation better with more practice. At least that’s what I am telling myself!

Is it all right to say that sometimes Jed is the bane of my existence but also the very reason for my living? What a paradox!

And what's a blog post without pictures?

The nursery in our new ward at church serves water in cups. Jed had no idea what to do! So being the awesome mom that I am, I gave him a cup to practice with at home. It was a flop. Apparently, a cup is just a device to hold and soak other food items! Gross. I think we'll be sticking to a sippy cup for a while longer. Jed has also been experimenting with a spoon. Yogurt seems to be the food of preference. It's messy business, but that's Jed's job!

Jed likes to play underneath the bathroom sink. He has a fascination with q-tips. He throws them around and sucks off the cotton. It's a good thing they're easy to clean up because this particular mess was totally worth my relaxing hot shower!

9.20.2011

For our family, the weekends aren’t meant for sitting still. The weekends are meant for fun! Last Saturday we decided to explore The City of Rocks—a national reserve. It was a two hour drive to get there through some of the prettiest (also known as “Podunk”) countryside. The City of Rocks is a geological anomaly. Slabs of granite jut out of the ground hundreds of feet high! It was a unique landmark for California bound wagon trains in the 1840’s. Now, it’s a Mecca for rock climbers and other outdoor enthusiasts, like us.

Bron and I have always enjoyed hiking together, and we’re determined to pass that love along to our son. We strapped Jed into the backpack and started hiking the trails. It felt wonderful to be outside! It was peaceful and quiet and uniquely pretty. The day just felt refreshing.

Views from our hike.

Jed took a short snooze in the backpack.

The sign reads: "Pets must be leashed at all times."

A little boy's paradise: A CITY of ROCKS!

The weekend prior was spent with family at the Eastern Idaho State Fair. We watched some horse races! My favorite races were the Indian Relays. Even Jed got into the fun. He was a little confused, but he watched the horses make their laps and clapped with everyone else. Then Amber and I spent ten dollars in five minutes flat. We rode two fair rides that took us upside down, made us dizzy, and pumped up our adrenaline. Thanks, Amber! Afterwards, we all watched a hypnotist show and perused through the agricultural showcases before ending the evening at Rupe’s Diner for dinner. That was a fun day!

As for the everyday stuff? Well, Bron has been getting into the swing of things at work. He’s been busy! But I can tell he is enjoying it. I went a little crazy with Bron’s first paycheck. Wow. It’s AWESOME to finally have some money in the bank! However, I learned something valuable: It doesn’t matter how much money one has; there will always be something one wants. And if one is not careful, then it doesn’t matter how much money there is because it’s spent and gone! I think Bron expected I’d go a little crazy. He’s not chastising me too much. Haha Now, I’m reigning myself in and getting excited for DIY projects and couponing.

Because it’s still so nice outside, my main modes of transportation for Jed and I are the stroller and the bike. Both have flat tires now. I was more than three miles from home when the front tire on my bike went as flat as a pancake. So I walked. It was a miserable trek. By the time we reached the apartment, I acquired a blister and a screaming baby. Not cool.

So why do I suddenly have so many flat tires on the things I’ve been using all summer? Bron simply said, “Maybe someone was watching out for us in New York. We can afford to fix a flat tire now.” I wonder how close to the truth that is?

Our New Life in Idaho

9.08.2011

We have been making our home in Twin Falls, Idaho for nearly a month now. So far… so good. Twin is a little city equipped with absolutely everything a family might need. There’s a college, a brand new hospital, lots of shopping, and a ton of parks. What makes Twin Falls unique is the gorge. The Snake River runs through a deep canyon just north of the city and a bridge hundreds of feet above the canyon floor is the city’s major entrance from the freeway. It’s a breathtaking sight. The canyon boasts some parks and golf courses and the famous Shoshone Falls. There are many trails along the rim and inside the canyon. Jed and I have been exploring our new stomping grounds. I don’t think we’ll get too bored any time soon. Also, the weather in Idaho is downright awesome! It’s been its typical self: hot and dry. That’s right. No rain. Just how I like it, especially after experiencing rain showers on an eighteen hour rotation in northern New York. We’ve been soaking up these last weeks of sunshine and summer like sponges.

Bron is really enjoying his new job at J.D. Heiskell. Bron smiles when anyone mentions his new job title: Dairy Consultant. Bron truly landed his dream job. We feel so blessed and so lucky! Bron works with a bunch of men that have many similar interests. They make it easy for Bron to feel comfortable in his new work environment. Bron’s job also comes with some very nice perks, like a “new” truck. Bron now drives a white 2010 Dodge pickup. It’s a very nice ride and doesn’t belong in the driveway of our apartment complex. But I like the sight of my honey driving a truck. It’s manly and kind of sexy! The truck comes with all the upgrades including satellite radio and leather seats with both heat and air conditioning. Yes, you read that right: air conditioned seats! No more sweaty backs and rear ends. The seats have fans. Wow. On top of all that, Bron has an iphone4 that he is connected to and a new laptop. The gas Bron uses in the pickup is reimbursed through the company along with his meals, hotel stays, and any other expenses (like golf!) done on the job. I’m a little jealous. Bron eats out every afternoon while Jed and I pick through the fridge for leftovers! (Oh well. I still think my end of the deal as stay-at-home mom rocks!)

So what does Bron actually do? Well, first, Bron is learning how to properly balance rations. That is, Bron creates and checks different diets for calves, fresh cows, dry cows, etc. using whatever ingredients are available on the market while also trying to get the farmer the best price. Properly fed cows are healthy cows. Healthy cows yield more milk. Next, Bron visits with various dairy farmers. Bron helps the farmers troubleshoot problems on their farms and sells feed. Some farmers have contracts with J.D. Heiskell and others do not. Right now, Bron is being trained to work with farmers in Utah, central and eastern Idaho, and Montana. Bron can be gone one night a week, two nights a week, or sometimes none at all. One night away is all right for me. Two nights makes me feel a little lonely. However, the good news is Bron is home ALL WEEKEND LONG! Sadly, we're still adjusting to all this free time together. We look at each other and aren't quite sure what to do! But it’s a wonderful change I think we will all adjust to pretty quickly.

I am officially a full-time homemaker and mother. It blows my mind. We are living the typical American dream life (minus the cute house in the suburb, but something like that will come later). Bron leaves for work before 8:00AM. I finally roll out of bed a few minutes later and get some breakfast for myself and the little man. Then Jed and I spend the rest of the day together. We go for a jog, play at the park, do some chores, eat, take a nap, eat again, run errands, and more. Dinner is around 6:00PM when Bron comes home. And before I become complacent, I have to mention my dishwasher! It does all the clean-up work. Instead of standing at the sink for 45 minutes every night, I run through the kitchen like a whirlwind and have it clean in 15 minutes. The stress level in this house is at a minimum—mostly because Bron is done with school and we are no longer living like students. I can’t explain how nice it is!

On Tuesday nights I play my violin in the local symphony at the college. It’s half community members and half college students. There’s some talent and it’s fun to play again!

We’re getting involved in the ward (Yes, an Actual. Functional. Ward!) at church. I've been asked to teach the Sunday School lesson to the 15-16 year olds. Bron is my assistant; he's there to lay down the law. I've already determined not to take anything those teenagers do or say personally because I remember what a brat I was at that age and I knew it too! Bron also teaches the lesson in Elders' Quorum twice a month. And Jed is getting his first taste of nursery here and there.

We have also been house shopping already. It’s exciting and so much fun! I can’t believe the homes that we are able to afford. I keep dreaming of the day we will move into one!

I’d say we’ve hit the ground running, but still, it’s a slow process to make friends again and feel truly at home. I often feel a little lonely and find myself missing our little corner of New York and the friends I had there. I don't feel needed here yet by anyone (except for the little boy who clings to my knees in the mornings and begs for his sippy of milk and a story) and I find myself resenting being in an LDS saturated community. I miss the green and the trees of New York. I like the openness here in Idaho. I like being able to see the hills and mountains in the distance, but I don’t like being able to see all of my neighbor’s homes and all of their cars. The trees hid everything like that in New York; they made me feel secluded. I miss Miner Farm and being able to take Jed out to see the cows and horses. I actually miss my job feeding calves a little bit! I miss my runs and bike rides and the lake. And I really desperately miss a few special people! I know we’ll always keep in touch, but it’s just not the same. I feel very blessed to have crossed paths with them for a while.

But anyway, here’s to a bright future! I think we’re exactly where we’re supposed to be. Too many things aligned just right to make us think otherwise. In time, I think everything will be more than okay.

The Move

8.06.2011

These last two weeks have been a crazy blur of events. I left our home in New York with Jed on July 21st. We landed in Salt Lake and immediately set our sights on Zion's National Park for a family reunion. It was a blast! Then we hitched a ride with my mom and brothers to Meridian, ID where we spent a week playing at the parks and eating delicious food. I also had the awful task of rental shopping.

My number one priority upon arrival in Idaho was to find our little family of three a place to live. I hit the freeway at 80 mph towards Twin Falls; a two hour drive from my mother's house. Speeding along, it felt so good to be home! Idaho may look dry and desolate to folks out east, but it's beautiful to me. Idaho is wide open spaces. It's gold and green fields as far as the eye can see with tall mountains standing guard in the distance. It's irrigation ditches, pivots, and sprinklers. It's giant blue skies and puffy white clouds. It's trucks and cowboys and everything simple and everything new. Idaho is home and it feels really great to be back!

Because Bron will officially begin his dairy consulting job August 15th, we will be living where the cows are: pretty much in the middle of the state in the middle of nowhere. I explored lots of dead towns that looked like nobody would notice if they burned to the ground. I also explored Twin Falls. As soon as I crossed the bridge over the deep gorge I was hooked. This town is known as the heart of the magic valley. It's small, but it's growing and has everything a person could ever need. The town boasts a brand new hospital, a four year college, a mall, an LDS temple, and many restaurants and things to do on the weekends. I ran around town like a chicken with my head cut off. (It was the worst day of Jed's life, I'm sure of it. He screamed at me.) I saw the scary, run-down parts of town with the cheap deals on rental homes. I also saw the ritzy parts of town and drove past the rentals that were well out of our price range. I finally settled on a cute two bedroom two bathroom upstairs apartment in a quiet neighborhood across from an elementary school. It just felt right, and more importantly, for the right price. The apartment has big windows that let in the sunlight. It also comes with all the amenities, including a washer, dryer, and dishwasher. As I opened the door to the dishwasher and slid a knife into its spot, I exclaimed to Bron, "Having a dishwasher is like, MAGICAL! I am sooo excited!"

So while I shopped and stressed over a place to live, Bron and his brother, Talon, embarked on their trek out west in a gutless Budget truck packed to the brim. Bron is a driving maniac. He drove every mile. I'm glad he had his brother there to help him though. That drive definitely can't be done alone and I'm grateful Amber lent her husband to us for a week. The two brothers stopped in Palmyra. They also saw beautiful horse farms in Kentucky. But the crowning moment of the trip was when two tires blew out on the truck in the middle of Kansas. They waited and waited on the side of the road for help. It grew dark. They turned on the emergency lights to the truck and used them until the battery ran dry. Then they turned on the lights to the car on the trailer and used them until the battery went dead again. Finally, help arrived hours later and they were on their way. I'm glad I wasn't there. Amazingly, Bron and Talon still made it to Twin Falls exactly when they planned.

The entire Nelson family was there to help unpack the truck last Wednesday. It's awesome to have a family chuck full of boys! Thankfully, nothing seems to be broken or ruined from the move except for Bron's throne, the recliner, but with the right help, I think it's fixable. We spent two days without hot water until the gas was turned on. Jed got a bath via boiling pots of water. Bron and I just suffered through quick cold rinses in the shower. I put the entire kitchen together during one of Jed's naps and we've spent the last two days exploring our new town. The mess seemed overwhelming at first, but I see the potential. This is going to be our new home for a while. I think it's going to feel good.

We left our apartment in shambles to spend this weekend with Bron's family in Ririe, ID. It is so amazing to think that they are just a three hours' drive away! We are far enough from family to be on our own, but close enough to enjoy time with them.

THIS MOVE IS THE BEST THING EVER! I feel it in my bones.

Next: A sweetheart's vacation to HAWAII!!! I am busting at the seems!

7.20.2011

Our last days here in New York have arrived. I have gone on my last run, ridden my bike around the lake for the last time, and walked around the farm one last time. We’ve also filled every day with friends, picnic parties, and our favorite activities. I think we have made the most of our last days here.

One night this week Bron and I took Jed to the beach at Point au Roche. We had fun as a family playing in the water and digging holes in the sand. It was a picture perfect evening.

Saturday was the annual Miner Institute Summer Picnic Party at the park. There was catered barbeque food, a bouncy house, water balloons, and lots of yard games including volleyball and corn hole. It was a fun afternoon with everyone.

We love being parents.

Sunday was our very last day in the Plattsburgh branch at church. Hooray! Bron and I were grinning from ear to ear. It was kind of weird to hear the phrase, “Have a good life!” But it was said by folks who really meant it and I appreciate that. I had only one moment of weakness when I said goodbye to Gina. I’m glad she and her family made a hasty exit because I think I might have cried. It’s sad to think I might not ever see her again; she’s been such an awesome friend.

Another night we got together with some of our favorite people here—Anna, Roxanne, and Natasha (Bron jokes that we are his harem)—for kabobs on the grill and ice cream at Creamies. Against better judgment, Jed got his very own ice cream cone. Before I knew it, Jed was slipping across the bench on ice cream. So I let him run around and he covered himself in chocolate stickiness and gravel. Jed had the dirtiest bath water I’ve seen thus far in his life. But he was so cute and happy! After Jed went to bed, the girls came over and we just relaxed in the living room and chatted for a few hours. We are really going to miss them!

Finally, we went to an official farewell party for Bron and a PhD graduate. Great food, a few games of volleyball, and a happy little boy who played with the big kids’ tractors, made for a wonderful evening out. The community here at Miner Institute is one-of-a-kind. I feel privileged to have been a part of it!

So New York, I guess this is good-bye. Our two years here have flown by in a blink of an eye, and yet, so much has happened too. Our time here has been both a challenge and an adventure. We have learned and grown in ways I never would have dreamed for us. We have made some incredible memories too. I am glad that we can claim a little bit of you, from the autumn foliage to Jedediah’s birthplace. Some of the people we have crossed paths with will always hold a special place in our hearts. I feel blessed to know them. I don’t know if we will ever be back, New York. The thought of a final ending here makes me sad, but I am also very excited to begin our new life.

Farewell, New York! I’ll be looking in the rear-view mirror as we drive away, but I’ll be facing forward too.

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