Monday, April 5, 2010
Tuesday, March 30, 2010
3 Boys & A Baby
Recently a friend of Brian's had a family emergency
and needed a babysitter.
My 3 Daws were first on the scene
to render assistance.
and needed a babysitter.
My 3 Daws were first on the scene
to render assistance.
Monday, March 29, 2010
News From The Edge
This just in
Pictures from March.
Pictures from March.
Marshmallows were devoured.
As gas prices escalate more families discover
The best of camping
Can be achieved in Grandpa's backyard.
2 eyed Petey, the fish from preschool joined the ranks.
The kids built him a home.
Sang him a song.
Fed him Lemon heads.
Alas, his life was too short.
There was an estate sale on Saturday.
Proceeds will go to the nonprofit
Save a Fish Foundation.
In Griffin's sad words, "Now we only have 5 members of our family again."
A service was held, and he was buried in the backyard.
Little Brian refused to give Petey a watery grave as
"That is where all the pee and poop goes."
Please do NOT send a new pet in lieu of flowers.
Thursday, March 25, 2010
The Knights Who Say Ni!
Monday, December 14, 2009
The 3 Wisemen
My computer was closed for renovations.
My brain was in desperate need of an upgrade.
My world is a little upside down,
Working all night has me all spun around.
All pictures have been uploaded for my reminiscing wealth
Every picture of the boys is a joy to my heart
Many stories to tell, where shall I start?
So I'll begin with Brian who is soon turning 8
Please Come and help us Celebrate
I feel it is time to get you apprised...
December 26th, 4pm He'll be baptized
He has now received 3 awards in only 2 years
His Character Counts, he shines among his peers
Mr. Responsible
Mr. Trustworthy
Mr. Respectful too
If you say a bad word, he'll chastise you
He's thoughtful and kind, he knows just what to say
He could chase away any sort of bad day
Two young boys were busy jumping off the top of bunk beds
When they encourage 2 year old jumping a head might get busted
Lincoln regularly reminds us of that day
"Fiffin told me jump. Bad dea," is just what he'll say
Sadly, we have overcome stitches, not once, but twice!
MUST remain in their boxes because the board edges are razor sharp foxes!
Griffin earned a bravery toy.
After getting the stitches, it was nothing but joy.
Monday, August 31, 2009
2 Cute

Lincoln embodies everything that is too cute about being 2.
Fun
Happy
Spunky
Delightful
Expressive
Determined
Mood swings
Occasional biting
Frustrated whacking
Slightly temperamental
Inopportune meltdowns
Whispered sweet nothings
Cherished toys and movies
Language explosion
Beloved pacifiers
Special blanket
Spontaneous
Exuberance
Playfulness
Wet kisses
Snuggles
Silliness
Love
Joy
Fun
Happy
Spunky
Delightful
Expressive
Determined
Mood swings
Occasional biting
Frustrated whacking
Slightly temperamental
Inopportune meltdowns
Whispered sweet nothings
Cherished toys and movies
Language explosion
Beloved pacifiers
Special blanket
Spontaneous
Exuberance
Playfulness
Wet kisses
Snuggles
Silliness
Love
Joy
Wednesday, August 26, 2009
Take my Hand

I told the children it was time to go to sleep. The usual wild rumpus started and so I tried to crack down on the shenanigans. I told the little boys to go to sleep because they are going to play at Terry's tomorrow. "Are you working tomorrow?," Brian asked. I told him that I was going to be at Ethan's funeral.
I finished tucking in each boy for the 5th time and walked out of the room. Little Brian's voice could be heard as he called to me through their closed door. A very concerned voice asked, "Mom, can you tell me what Ethan will look like tomorrow?" This was a question I had not properly anticipated.
It was immediately clear, despite the darkness in their room, that Brian had tears clinging to his eyes. I came to his bed and rubbed his back as I talked to him about our beliefs in life continuing after this one. I explained that Ethan's body will be there, but his sparkly spirit will not. He has left his body and his spirit, which is the very essence of everything he is, can now do so many things that he loves, because he is no longer restricted by his body. We compared what Ethan was able to do in the hospital to what he is now able to do. I told him that Heavenly Father had important plans for Ethan to do. We talked about how hard this separation is for his family and all who know them.
Most importantly we talked about how Ethan gets to run and be healthy where he is. Brian was pleased to think of Ethan having animals to play with and many friends and family to be with while he waits to be reunited with his family. We talked about how we each have important work to do. He suggested that Lincoln, now 2, still has plenty of work to do learning not to melt down when we try to leave the water park, the way he had done this evening. We talked about how families will be together forever and we considered the difference between how long this life is and how long eternity will be. We discussed how incredible Ethan the brave is and how essential he must be to Heavenly Father and his plan for his children.
I gave my big 7 year old a hug in his bed after I was assured that he knew Heavenly Father was carefully watching over all of us. As I comforted my son with all of the great missions he has to fulfill all of the important tasks Heavenly Father needs him for, I couldn't help but say a silent prayer pleading that all of my desires for my sweet boys will continue to fit within the Master's plans, and that they will always remain here in my watchful care.
Ethan's funeral was sacred and celebrated his beautiful, resilient spirit. What an honor to revisit his precious life through the words and stories of his mother, father and grandmother. How special to listen as his sweet sister sang his favorite lullaby and his siblings and cousins sang of families being together forever. There was an outpouring of spirit confirming that Ethan is a cherished spirit of the Lord. What beautiful memory tables were created. I loved the picture displayed of Jesus holding hands with a small boy walking through a beautiful garden, it was signed by the artist, Greg Olsen, and inscribed with the words, "Take my hand Ethan." It would be hard for anyone to resist such an offer from the Savior. Just as the Savior loved to gather the children round his knee, I know that Ethan is in our Father's keeping. I hope that the many special keepsakes they have will enhance their fond memories of their little hero and help ease their heartaches. Our prayers will continue to be for them, and our hearts send our love.
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