Remembering...

I had such a fun day on Friday. My cute 88 year old grandma called me and needed a ride to the hospital for some lab work. Then we went and grabbed lunch. We went back to her house and ate. She had stirred up some cinnamon rolls before I came to pick her up. We rolled those out , put them into the over, and then the fun really began.

My sister in law put the bug in my head that someone needed to write my mom's life story. SO, grandma and I got to work. She was remembering my mom as a baby, small girl, teen ager, and adult. We had a tape recorder and reminised for a few hours. It was a wonderful trip down memory lane. It was good for me to remember the funny girl my mom was...after all, she didn't come to earth as a mother. She had a whole lifetime before that. She was a little firey...she had to be with 5 brothers, she was limitless...if she thought about doing something, she did it...never a thought about i can't or what if (excepept when it came to exercise), she was so thoughtful of her mother...I should have taken a lesson there... the list of things we remembered together went on and on...

We soon will have another Friday date...hopefully, minus the hospital trip. It was so soothing to sit at my grandma's kitchen table (a place where nothing has changed for years...so much like...home) and eat delicious cinnamon rolls. It was a day I could relive over and over again.

A mother's heart...

I learned today that there is nothing to prick a mother's heart like the first day of school. I know that it is just preschool, but I feel like this is the start of the end of my time with my little boy. It just gets more and more busy from here. It went just like we rehearsed...walk to the door...hang up back pack...give mom a hug and kiss...then mom is out. THEN the unrehearsed part...the tears I was choking back on the way to the car. Nate kept saying, "Where's Cars...I want to be 4 so that I can go to school." This has been a big week for our family. Carson and school, Nate is now potty trained (he was WAY easier than his brother was), and Logan is scooting everywhere. I feel like life is in fast forward. BOOO HOOO! As I write this, I can think of one day that I dreaded worse than this, and that is the MTC. Good thing we still have 15 years to prepare for that one!

Funny...

Last Friday was Robbie's birthday. We went on a little date together. It was fun. Carson and Nate were staying with his parents while we went out. We were taking Logan with us. Carson asked me if Logan was coming to Grandma's too.

ME: No

CARSON: Why?

ME: Because Logan needs to be with mommy so that he can have his milk for dinner.

CARSON: Grandma has the same parts as you...she can give him milk.

Well, I was cracking up so much that I couldn't finish the conversation. Plus...what do you say to that?

Then, last sunday at church during the closing prayer, the boys were being so naughty. Carson was holding the tips of his index fingers together and saying to Nate, " Cut the pickle"...then nate would chop between his fingers...then, carson would say, "tickle tickle." They were being SO loud. I was trying to sternly whisper to them to fold their arms. Then I grabbed Nate and folded his for him. While I was holding him he was yelling, "Quit tieing me up mom. Quit tieing me up!" Over and over was this pickle and tieing up cycle. It was a marathon closing prayer. Let's just say that warranted sitting on a chair for 10 minutes when we got home from church...they were dreading it and tearful while they were off to primary and nursery. THEN, I forgot. Hopefully this week won't be a repeat.

I did it!

I can't believe it...I accomplished a goal I set out to do. Our stake pres about 3 mo ago issued a fitness challenge. There was a 5k walk/run or a 10 k run. I had a 3 mo old baby.I decided that I could start training for the 5 k run. This was a huge deal for me. I have not regularly exercised since well, if I am honest, high school. Of course there have been the spurts after having a baby, but nothing consistant. WELL, I decided to run the 5k. I got online and found a training program called "from couch to 5 k in 8 weeks". It was so awesome. Not too hard, but pushed me just the right amount. 3 weeks before my 5k race, my friend talked me into doing the 10k. I was not too sure I could do it. 2 Weeks before I ran 4 miles then 4.8. The monday before I ran 6. Then it was race day. It was freezing...50 degrees on Aug 8. Crazy. Anyway, I DID IT! I couldn't believe it. I am not very fast. It took me an hour and 33 seconds. It felt so good to accomplish a goal. 6 miles is a LONG way for me! It was neat at the finish line to see my cute husband cheering me on. Robbie has been so supportive. He is so helpful to watch the kids so that I could do this. I don't have any pics...and open water bottle in my diaper bag with my camera at the bottom...need I say more? It was so fun though! During breakfast, my cute little Nate said, "You are a good racer mom." It was just what I needed to hear! Who knows what the future has is store...I think I have been bit by the running bug.

Thanks mom...

Yesterday when we had our little accident, Carson was so brave. He held very still. I didn't cry, but Robbie said that I was crying out my forehead. My shock reaction was sweating. While Carson was getting stitched up, I could hear my mom's voice in my head talking about when Brandon had Leukemia and had to get spinal taps and all kinds of yucky things. She said that the doctors were amazed at how brave he was and that it was a direct result of my mom keeping herself together. I don't know if I was very brave, but I didn't fall apart. It was nice to hear a familiar voice give me advice on how to handle myself. I guess even though she is not here, she is still mothering me. Thanks mom!

There is nothing sweeter than a sleeping baby. I just HAD to put this on here.

If anyone has advice on how to treat scars, let me know...I would like it to be minimal, but scars are manly and give character, right? that is what I keep telling myself.

15

That is the number of stitches that Carson had to get today. He was chasing with his older cousin Jake and Jake slammed the door and Carson ran into the door knob. OUCH! He had 2 gaping gashes in between his eyes. He was at his grandma's house. Robbie's sister is here from Oregon, so we are all getting together tonight. Thank heavens that they were here. Shelley and Brent brought Carson over to me and stayed with Logan and Nate. Robbie's mom was going to drive us to Keith's office when Robbie pulled in. He got off work early. Thank goodness. My shock reaction was sweat. I was drying tears and he was drying sweat off my face. I sang Families can be Together Forever for about 30 minutes strait...by request. I think we had a couple rounds of Book of Mormon Stories in there too. I will post pics later. I am just relieved that he's ok. I now have new perspective on harm my kids...harm me. It broke my heart. Good thing we have a great doctor to go to. This may be our first run in with stitches , but I am sure it won't be our last.

I'm not sure this is what I signed up for...

As a mother, some experiences that I have I never expected...such as

-Having my 4 year old bring a semi trailer and a for to me in the shower asking me to remove the cow he got stuck in it.

-Having my 2 year old paralyzed by an aunt pile...Carson came in frantically saying that Nate was in big trouble. My heart sunk...I was expecting that he'd fallen in the canal or something. He had 5 aunts crawling on his legs.

-Having wrestling matches in my new house in my new family room...I guess that is not so bad...it is the near misses of the head on the corner of my fire place that freak me out.

These boys...let's just say that a dirt yard and boys is NOT a good combo. The water faucet is too tempting. After about 25 dirt/mud balls stuck to my house, I found my boys like this:

It was too late when I found them, so they had a morning of playing in the mud and having fun. There was so much dirt that I had to strip them naked and wash them down on the front porch. Then I laundered their jammies that they had on...my lint trap was full of dirt. I pulled it out and dirt spilled everywhere.

Sometimes I feel like this is not what I signed up for, BUT then something like this happens...

Carson tells me that even if we have a sister someday that I will always be the princess. Nate tells me thank you for making him bakini for lunch (zucchini). Logan smiles kisses my face...aka slimes me with slobber. Then I realize this is EXACTLY what I signed up for.