Wednesday, April 25, 2012
Monday, April 16, 2012
Tradition...
Friday, April 6, 2012
Did I forget to mention???
Cooper's lean, mean, lightening machine won
FIRST PLACE
at the recent Pinewood Derby!
We've made a lot of cars in our day. I guess after six cars that are mediocre, you deserve one that keeps a kid pumping his fist, jumping up and down and smiling from ear to ear.
Best part is that Brent turns this activity over to the boys. With a bit of advice and guidance and a little help when they ask, the boys make it happen.
It was a joy to watch Davis really take such a big brother role and help Cooper turn his block of wood into "The Fitz" and come up winners : )
Thursday, April 5, 2012
A friendly visit...
We enjoyed a girls lunch, family dinners, lots of laughs, an over the top chocolate birthday cake (just for Carrie who loves her some chocolate) and a visit to the Mesa temple to see the Easter pageant.
A walk to remember...
I spent a day with my adorable boy.
At nine years old he may cringe at the words "adorable boy" but secretly I know every child loves affirmation.
I was able to chaperone a recent 3rd grade field trip to the Riparian Preserve. We walked from the school all the way to the park. In the cool of the morning it was a pleasant walk, although not a short distance, and I smiled as Cooper and his friends laughed and threw rocks and tried real hard to be cool.
And as the day grew warmer, they enjoyed the stream and facts about the Riparian preserving the precious water of our desert.
The walk home wasn't filled with nearly as much laughter.
They were hot and wanted my one bottle of water.
I showed my preserving skills as I rationed one 16 oz. (not entirely full) bottle of water between 5 hot, tired and thirsty boys.
My days of joining my children for elementary field trips are getting fewer and fewer.
I say that with a heartfelt sigh...
Sigh of relief as I realize my 45 year old body doesn't bounce back like it used to.
(I'm not going to mention here about what shape I'm in)
But mostly a sigh of many happy memories...
Dinosaur museums, rock museums, art museums, plays, parks, zoo trips, Stuffington Bear factory, science centers and the such.
Sometimes being the mom is hard on the heart.
Sigh...
Wednesday, March 28, 2012
Wednesday, March 21, 2012
Tuesday, March 20, 2012
Thursday, March 15, 2012
When a boy has his heart set on only one thing...
"The ONLY thing I want for my birthday is the cool bow at Bass Pro!"
So being the overly freaky parent that I am,
Brent took him to get fitted for the rig and I tagged along with my heart a bit shaky.
We met Stan.
If you ever find yourself a bit freaky about arming your baby with a weapon capable of bringing down a big deer, you must meet Stan.
Cooper was measured and his strength tested and then he listened and learned.
He took everything very serious. So serious, in fact, I wondered where his smile had gone!
Stan was so professional and treated Cooper like a fine young man that was ready for this step.
(I, on the other hand, still had a shaky heart)
Again, Cooper watched and followed everything Stan said.
Finally when we walked away and Cooper had the bow and all the other equipment in his hands, I saw what I was looking for...
...the smile of my boy.
I'm telling ya...any mother's baby turning nine will break her heart to pieces.
Happy Birthday my mighty little man!
Wednesday, March 14, 2012
Back in November of 2010...
Just 7 minutes from our front door.
Thursday, March 8, 2012
How sipping a soda helped me share my testimony...
Before I went to work the other day, Brent treated me to an icy cold fountain soda. It was lovely so I took it to work with me.
Sitting at the table in the work room, I was sipping my icy cold refreshment when one of the darling ladies looked at me with surprised worry and asked, "are you drinking soda?"
With the straw still between my lips I answered, "do you not want me to drink soda?"
She continued in a hushed voice, "i didn't think you could drink soda."
And at that I smiled, parted my hair and revealed my horns : )
Really though, it led to a great and somewhat lengthy discussion. Finally I said, "If you really desire answers to your questions I'm ready whenever you are."
I took a sip of my soda, scratched my horns and went off to my little first grade kiddos feeling grateful for my own answered questions.
