Tuesday, February 14, 2012

Happy Love Day!

My love day went something like this...get kids to school, go shopping, eat lunch with Michael, pick up Olivia go to four different Valentine parties, eat part of a banan split, the last half of a sucker, a sugar cookie, part of a sundae and some bean dip, come home and clean, go for a walk with Jack and the kids, forget to give a message to one child, melt the frosting, cupcake holders & cake mis when I turned on the oven and forgot they were in there (I had hidden them for our last Valentine Day countdown), forget to take Zane to scouts, clean some more, make supper, have a child ask why I never do the dishes anymore, help Olivia write her numbers, make almond bark pretzels since I melted the kids valentine treat, watch my laptop crash and get ready for bed. Do you feel the love?! There's always tomorrow right? It's really not all that bad. The sun was out, I got a date for lunch and I ate a lot of sugar and there's leftover almond bark pretzels for tomorrow! Happy Love Day to you all!

Friday, February 10, 2012

Countdown to Valentine's Day

Ok, I saw this really cute idea on HowDoesShe.com for a countdown to Valentine's Day.

Which they got from the website on the picture.  I was wanting to do something fun for and with the children so I decided to try this.  I made something very simialr to this and hung it in our living room.  Each day I put a little note in the tin for the day and it gives clues of where to find their treausre for the day.  It's just simple little things - a candy, cookie makings, gum - things like that.  I wasn't sure how they would respond to it but they love it!  Each day they can't wait to find out what I have hidden for them.  It adds a little fun to an otherwise ordinary day.  I love to do it beacuse I love to see their faces light up and see their excitement.  It has turned out to be a really fun thing and I am sure we will make it a tradition in our house each year!

Thursday, February 9, 2012

Tears of a Child, Prayers of a Child

I know I promised a not so heavy post next time I blogged.  Sorry, I guess I lied :)  However, this really touched me today and I wanted to share it.  This week Monday meant Michael going back to work for two weeks.  When the kids left for school that morning he told them he probably wouldn't see them until Saturday morning.  This is his shift to work nights so he gets home after they go to school and leaves before they get home.  I noticed as the week progressed, my usually happy Dillon came home not so happy.  He was grumpy and seemed quite upset.  I asked him about it yesterday and all he would say is that nothing was wrong with him.  I tried to pry, but got no further.  This morning Michael got home late so he didn't have to clock in until later.  He was able to be home when the kids got home from school.  As soon as Dillon opened the door I could tell that he was still upset.  I said something to him and got the same repsonse.  Michael picked him up and started teasing him which brought giggles.  When Michael left I had the kids start their reading.  Dillon was again upset.  This time I sat down next to him and talked to him until I found out what was bothering him.  He was upset because Michael was gone.  He has mentioned before that he wishes Daddy didn't have to work at nights so he could be home but I have never seen it bother him so much.  Watching the tears roll down his face was so hard.  He holds such a tender place in my heart.  For those of you that know him, you know how sweet he is yet at the same time he is tough and never lets people see him cry - even if it hurts really bad.  To watch him cry hurt me really bad.  We have talked about this job that Michael has applied for and while the kids don't want to move, they all want Michael to be able to be home more.  They know that this job would allow that.  Anyways, tonight Dillon said the family prayer before bed.  In his prayer he asked Heavenly Father to help Daddy with the job in South Dakota.  To me, the prayer of a child can be just as powerful as the tears of a child.  Dillon's tears tore me to the very core, his prayer warmed me to the core.  Partly because I know of his desire to be with Daddy.  Partly because children pray with such faith.  I can't help but believe that our Heavenly Father is affected in the same way.  I know He feels Dillon's pain and I know He hears his prayers.  I know He is aware of Dillon's faith and I know He will respond accordingly.  I'm not saying that this job is going to be the answer to our situation, but I know He does have an answer and He will bless us according to our faith.  I hope that my tears can be as sincere as Dillon's and that my faith can be as pure.

Wednesday, February 8, 2012

Caution: This is a Downer Blog!

Sorry, but I warned you :)  Sometimes a girl just has to vent and seeing that I was sitting in McDonalds crying today while Olivia played on the playland makes it one of those times.  I will say right up front though despite what I am about to write, I know that my life isn't that bad and that everything will be just fine.  It's just one of those days and so I will blog about it because I can!  I guess I am feeling quite overwhelmed with life right now.  We moved here for better financial stability and an opportunity to be near family again.  We got both.  We have more income than we have ever had.  We've been able to do more than we have ever been able to do.  We have regular visits with family and have gotten to know cousins, aunts and uncles.  It has been great in that respect.  What isn't so great is that in the meantime we have lost time with Michael.  He is gone two out of every three weeks.  I am parenting alone and that gets very hard sometimes.  There are some nights that we have three or four different things going on in different places and I am the one trying to get everyone everywhere and still keep track of the housed, get laundry done and make meals.  I volunteer at school, I sing in the church choir, I am soccer mom, basketball mom, dance mom, scout mom and soon to be baseball and softball mom.  Now I know others do it, but I don't like it!  We moved here with different expectations.  Michael's employer conveniently left out some very important details!  We have now found out that he is soon to be shipped to North Dakota for two weeks at a time.  I hate that thought.  I hate being alone all the time.  I hate our limited time and conversations, I hate that he misses out on so much of the family.  To me, money is not worth it.  I know we need a certain amount to survive, but anything beyond that is not worth it!  I have some that think I am crazy, wimpy, what ever...I am told to stop complaining (I don't usually complain.  Sometimes I talk about our situation to certain others but only because I don't have Michael here to talk about it with).  I try not to be a wimp.  I try to have a good attitude so Michael doesn't feel bad.  Some days though, I break down.  Not while he's here.  I'll admit, we were kind of excited (not sure that's the word but it's the one I am going to use) to move here and try out this new adventure.  We've been here for over a year now and it has not been what we expected.  Bottom line - we miss Sout Dakota.  We miss our friends (me especially.  Finding friends here has not been very successful for me).  We miss our lifestyle.  We miss Michael.  He has applied for a job there and we are hoping that he gets it and that it works out financially for us.  I get so lonely here and overwhelmed.  It gets very frustrating for me.  As I stated above, I know people do it all the time and it is fine.  I know everything will turn out okay.  I know that if we are supposed to stay here, we will and we will make it work ust like we are doing  now.  I know that if we are supposed to go elsewhere then it will work out that way too.  I am very grateful for all that we have been given, I truly am.  I know we were blessed to find this job to get us out of the financial situation we were in.  I know we were blessed to get this job because so many don't have one.  I know we were blessed to find this house for this price and even though it is a fixer-upper, we already have equity in it.  There are so many blessings.  But I have also discovered some of the things in my life that are much more important to me than I realized.  I guess it goes along with the saying "you don't know what you got until it's gone".  I have found that most of the things that are important to me and how I want to raise my family are not here right now and I want them back.  That's basically what it boils down to.  As I said, sorry for the downer.  I promise next blog won't be so heavy :)

Saturday, February 4, 2012


I have a sister-in-law/friend who is a total inspiration to me.  I watch her and see all that she does and I am inspired to be a better person.  I won't say her name, although all that know her will know who I am talking about.  I look up to her and hope that I can learn to do the things she does.  She is a mother and a wife to a busy husband.  She is so mindful of those around her.  She serves without being asked.  She doesn't want any recognition for the things that she does.  She gives of her time which for most people that is the hardest form of giving.  She recycles, she home cooks their meals, she is thrifty and good with money, she teaches her children what is important in life, she finds ways to better the world around her, she gardens and cans food, she goes to church and has a strong testimony of the Savior.  She has so much that she could brag about, yet she goes about quietly and humbly, not thinking anything of it and not seeing her greatness.  The more I get to know her, the more I want to do better and be better.  I don't think she knows the effect she has on people (or at least on me).  I am so thankful for her and her example.  I am thankful to be able to get to know her better and I am so thankful she is a part of our family.