tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15856168303083492192024-03-12T21:37:01.845-06:00Small and Simple ThingsBeckyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08839044597855346198noreply@blogger.comBlogger193125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1585616830308349219.post-75281084359140603852013-12-19T21:21:00.000-07:002013-12-19T21:21:47.748-07:00Our Big Winter StormWe are experiencing a big winter storm. OK, so maybe SLC is getting a big storm and we are getting a few snowflakes. However, I thought it was interesting that this was the picture that KSL chose to illustrate the big storm:<br />
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<br />Beckyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08839044597855346198noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1585616830308349219.post-22576700004334323372013-10-17T12:52:00.001-06:002013-10-17T12:52:36.827-06:00Currently ReadingPaul:<br />
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Three notes:<br />
Nathan is on a Dr. Suess kick. All I have to say is "do you know how LONG Dr. Suess books are?"<br />
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Do you see a theme to Rachel's reading selections? We are so different (I lean towards historical fiction and realistic fiction). One day Paul mentioned Legolas and Rachel blushed and giggled. Sigh. <br />
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Joseph is slowly working his way through Les Miserables. He complained that the book was hard to hold because it is just so big. <br />
I said "at least that is the abridged version." <br />
Joseph "That is not abridged."<br />
Me, pointing to the word abridged.<br />
Joseph "Oh." Beckyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08839044597855346198noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1585616830308349219.post-27899247532954067842013-09-24T21:43:00.001-06:002013-09-24T21:45:26.291-06:00And there was that time that I scheduled some blog postsAnd forgot to write them before they posted:-) Ha. Sorry for the random posts today (all three of you!)!Beckyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08839044597855346198noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1585616830308349219.post-27544011694823540522013-09-05T09:08:00.001-06:002013-09-05T09:08:58.720-06:00And then Summer Happened or that time we went camping with 400 of our dearest neighbors<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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This was the summer of trek. (and Jamboree and driving to AZ twice and many other things!) But mainly it was the summer of trek. After two years of meetings, all the plans and work came together in a spectacular four day trek experience. <br />
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However, when I watched <a href="http://mmtrek2013.org/video.html">this trek video</a>, I thought "Oh, that is what happened on trek!" Our trek experience was very different. Paul was in charge of logistics (and maps and web site and whatever else!) which translated into being in charge of moving toilets all over the mountain. <br />
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Not to go into too much detail, but imagine dragging these toilets over very bumpy dirt roads and then imagine the result (we tried wrapping the toilets in plastic wrap and it didn't help much). Let's just say that I have cleaned my share of toilets for the next three years! It was an adventure. <br />
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Toilets aside, trek was amazing, wonderful, and a treasured memory. I would go again in a heartbeat. Beckyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08839044597855346198noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1585616830308349219.post-9762109053288547372013-06-18T04:37:00.000-06:002013-06-18T04:37:00.269-06:00Don't we all practice the piano this way?<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Even though she has to wait until she is <a href="http://reluctantbloggerx6.blogspot.com/2013/02/high-heels.html">fifteen</a>, she can still dream:-)Beckyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08839044597855346198noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1585616830308349219.post-53221400831048541512013-06-13T04:46:00.000-06:002013-06-13T04:46:00.319-06:00Happy Father's Day to the Best<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Paul-<br />
They are a handful and a joy. <br />
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They couldn't ask for a better Dad.<br />
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Happy Father's Day!<br />
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Love,<br />
All of usBeckyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08839044597855346198noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1585616830308349219.post-68508529856152591912013-06-11T05:41:00.000-06:002013-06-11T05:41:00.908-06:00A Happy Picture, Just Because<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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I don't think I gave too much credence to the whole color personality type until a friend was describing a yellow personality. It suddenly hit me that Adrie is yellow! In fact, Adrie could be the poster child for a yellow personality. It answered so many questions about how she functions. <br />
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Here is what wikipedia (the source of all knowledge) states about a yellow personality:<br />
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Yellows are motivated by Fun. They are here to have a great time.<br />
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<a href="http://reluctantbloggerx6.blogspot.com/2012/08/still-party-girl.html">Adrie</a> helps me see the joy part of life almost everyday. <br />
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On our way out of Walmart:<br />
Adrie: (snort) I always knew he would go bad.<br />
Me: What?<br />
Adrie: I always knew Superman would go bad.<br />
Me: WHAT?!<br />
Adrie: (pointing to a movie poster) See? Superman, Man of STEEL.<br />
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I am not sad to see Kindergarten end but I wouldn't mind if Kate could stay 6 for quite awhile longer. She is all sweetness and love. Beckyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08839044597855346198noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1585616830308349219.post-23469397085103979802013-05-01T09:07:00.000-06:002013-05-01T09:07:20.378-06:00Prairie FireSo many pioneer stories make reference to the much dreaded prairie fire. In Nauvoo, there is a one acre lot of prairie grass right in the middle of Old Nauvoo. The lot is planted with the grass to show the size of each property. Once a year the fire department burns the grass. We happened to be in Nauvoo on the day! <br />
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It is hard to describe the speed, the heat, and the intensity of the fire. Now I finally understand the panic that pioneers would feel when they saw the flames on the prairie. Beckyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08839044597855346198noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1585616830308349219.post-26135285007553325012013-04-25T11:10:00.000-06:002013-04-25T11:10:31.160-06:00Pretend you are Pioneers<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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We knew visiting Nauvoo in April might be cold. It was cold. Very, very cold and the wind blew 99% of the time. However, as long as you are not a pioneer heading across the Mississippi river, cold is perfect for Nauvoo. We would run from house to house and enjoy our time inside. However, we were excited when we found out that there were quilts to use on the wagon ride. The cute missionaries kept telling us "Take more quilts! Wrap up in six quilts!" and so we did. We stayed warm and some of us even enjoyed a nap during the ride!<br />
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We were so well wrapped, it reminded me of a passage from <i>Little House in the Big Woods</i>:<br />
"Ma and Aunt Eliza wrapped up the cousins. They pulled heavy woolen stockings over the woolen stockings and the shoes they were already wearing. They put on mittens and coats and warm hoods and shawls, and wrapped mufflers around their necks and thick woolen veils over their faces. Ma slipped pipping hot baked potatoes into their pockets to keep their fingers warm, and Aunt Eliza's flatirons were hot on the stove, ready to put at their feet in the sled. The blankets and the quilts and the buffalo robes were warmed, too."Beckyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08839044597855346198noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1585616830308349219.post-5131965222239701292013-04-22T12:10:00.000-06:002013-04-22T12:10:00.238-06:003000 milesA few weeks ago we jumped in the car and drove 3000 miles in 8 days. OK, so we didn't quite jump in the car. Packing for 8 requires a little more time than that:-) Our destination: Nauvoo, IL and everything within 400 miles of the planned route. <br />
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The trip was amazing. There will be more to come about my favorite parts. For now, a memory I will treasure is an early morning run I took down Parley Street to the Mississippi River. It was quite, peaceful, and cold. Cold enough that I could very well imagine the pioneers lining that street. <br />
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On my last visit to Nauvoo I was about the start my second year of college. I had no idea where my life would lead in the next year, let alone the next 15 years. On my last visit to Nauvoo, there was no temple- just a big grassy lot- waiting. <br />
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When I turned to run back up the hill I saw what that grassy lot had waited for all those years. And it took my breath away. Beckyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08839044597855346198noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1585616830308349219.post-33863754134464211202013-04-18T08:27:00.001-06:002013-04-18T08:27:50.944-06:00First Flowers of Spring<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Although I am an Arizona girl at heart, I do love the seasons in the frozen north (as my family calls anything north of Phoenix!) The first flowers are the best part of spring. Paul's sister Suzanne gave me <a href="http://www.lds.org/broadcasts/article/general-relief-society-meeting/2011/09/forget-me-not?lang=eng">this</a> flower last year and I was so excited to see it bloom this spring. Beckyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08839044597855346198noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1585616830308349219.post-7254100101790230982013-04-16T07:00:00.000-06:002013-04-16T07:00:01.414-06:00Little ThingsAt our Relief Society Birthday celebration last month, we were encouraged to look for the little things we are doing well. I think it has been helpful for my attitude about life.<br />
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This morning when I saw this:<br />
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I did not waste time wondering if I had failed as a mother teaching my children to clean up their breakfast (or me clean up my own rice cooker for that matter!). Or wonder why my kitchen doesn't look perfect.<br />
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Instead, I thought to myself "I am perfecting the lived in look." <br />
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PS When I actually looked at this picture, I realized that it doesn't look that bad. I don't think the picture does justice to the full scope of the mess. Beckyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08839044597855346198noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1585616830308349219.post-65245446261868151032013-04-15T04:00:00.000-06:002013-04-15T04:00:16.323-06:00And Then There Were None<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Nathan got his tonsils out, or more correctly, Nathan had a tonsillectomy and adenoidectomy. I felt so bad taking a healthy little man into the hospital knowing that he would come out pretty miserable.<br />
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We kept him on pain medication and pretty sedate the first day (thank you Nexus (tablet) sedative. Nathan is now a 100 floors, Freddi Fish, Pitfall expert).<br />
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The instructions from the hospital said he shouldn't lift more than 20 pounds and take it easy for two weeks. Yeah. Tell that to a 3 year old. <br />
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By day two he looked like this:<br />
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Unfortunately day three and four were pretty rough. I think we are through the worst part. <br />
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At the hospital they warned me that he might develop really bad breath until his throat healed. After the 5th person warned me about the halitosis (take that ACT vocab) I wondered what the big deal was. How bad could it be? They did not kid. It is bad. As in we didn't take him to church bad. As in three feet away bad. <br />
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I bought 563 popsicles in preparation for the surgery. Apparently Nathan doesn't like popsicles. Is it summer yet?<br />
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This year it is just Nathan and I in the mornings. So what do you do on laundry day when Mom is folding a bunch of laundry and you don't feel so well? Curl up on a pile of towels and take a nap of course. He is a sweetheart. Beckyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08839044597855346198noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1585616830308349219.post-53405518726813435702013-03-28T07:00:00.000-06:002013-03-28T07:00:07.502-06:00Oh Happy DayYes, he did chip his front tooth the day before his Eagle Court of Honor.<br />
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Now we just need to finish those pesky merit badges;-)<br />
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PS For once, this doesn't qualify for a small and simple thing! This night definitely felt like a great thing!<br />
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<br />Beckyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08839044597855346198noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1585616830308349219.post-661756022728096262013-03-26T06:00:00.000-06:002013-03-26T06:00:00.030-06:00Eating and SleepingJoseph has been eating and sleeping a ton. Like he could probably sleep in until 10 or 11 if he wasn't going to school. We may have discovered the reason:<br />
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As a side note, I love out growth chart. It is one of the few things I ever made at a RS super sat that I have really, really enjoyed. The kids look forward to our yearly marking. I just have to remind them that there is not much glory in passing me up!<br />
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Soon after Paul and I got engaged, our ward had a talent show. For his talent, Paul got up and started to juggle. I started to hyperventilate because I had NO CLUE that Paul could juggle. I remember sitting there thinking, "He can juggle. I am going to marry him and he can juggle, what else don't I know?!!!" I am happy to say that everything I have ever learned about Paul has been a delightful surprise: "oh you can juggle? oh you can pull apart a dishwasher and tell me that yes it is really broken and then put it all back together?" And now you ask why this story? Because I always have to tell the back story- right Mom? :-)<br />
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I have watched Paul juggle many times since that fun day 16 years ago. Have you ever watched someone juggle? It can be pretty complex. The last month or so I have started to imagine myself juggling. I imagine it this way: on any given day I am juggling a minimum of 6 ball<i>s, </i>sometimes more. Most of the time, I am doing a great job keeping the balls moving consistently and well balanced. Sometimes I have to reach further for a ball that may start to move outside the path. I am doing a pretty basic pattern to keep everything moving, but many times I am throwing some pretty spectacular moves to keep things going. You catch my drift.<br />
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About a month ago I realized that it felt like all of my balls were in the air at the same time. We are waiting to see where things will land. Here is a short list: we don't know where 4 of our children will attend school next year, I need to find a piano teacher/s for 5 of the kids, Nathan's tonsils are severely enlarged and we need to figure that out, etc. There is nothing big, just a lot of unknowns. I am not especially worried about where things will fall- it is just an interesting sensation to be watching all these different parts of our life and wonder what my juggling act will look like a few months from now. <br />
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For some reason I keep thinking of this quote:<br />
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<i>Anyone who imagines that bliss is normal is going to waste a lot of
time running around shouting that he's been robbed. The fact is that
most putts don't drop. Most beef is tough. Most children grow up to be
just ordinary people. Most successful marriages require a high degree of
mutual toleration. Most jobs are more often dull than otherwise. . . .</i><br />
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<i>Life is like an old-time rail journey—delays, sidetracks, smoke,
dust, cinders, and jolts, interspersed only occasionally by beautiful
vistas and thrilling bursts of speed. The trick is to thank the Lord for
letting you have the ride.</i><br />
<i>-President Gordon B. Hinckley (quoting Jenkin Lloyd Jones). </i><br />
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Despite the unknown, despite the energy it takes to juggle, I am grateful everyday that this is my life. <i><br /></i>Beckyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08839044597855346198noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1585616830308349219.post-32468682949225727412013-03-07T06:00:00.000-07:002013-03-07T06:00:02.721-07:00And now I'm found<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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OK, this shape-o-ball key chain is really the cutest thing ever. Ever. It even has little shapes inside. I don't usually think things are really, really cute, but this is really cute. I got it years ago and it disappeared in our last house- a victim of two very busy little kids. Now those two are teenagers (Rachel is close enough to count!). We were cleaning house and rearranging furniture and Paul decided to open up the bottom of the couch and get the things out that rattle around when you move a couch. Ta da. There it was. 10 years later. How is it possible that we have lived in our house for 10 years?!<br />
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I know it is hard to read this sign, but it reads:<br />
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Then someone noticed their mistake and put a little carrot mark with the "H."<br />
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It makes me laugh every time we drive by. Beckyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08839044597855346198noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1585616830308349219.post-16848988970505242482013-02-28T07:00:00.000-07:002013-02-28T07:00:04.592-07:00High Heels<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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The other day Adrie was helping me put the finishing touches on my Sunday outfit. Translation: Adrie was going through my small collection of shoes trying to pick the right pair. She has been asking for high heels since she was three. For the millionth time she asked when she could get high heels and I said "OK, A, you can probably get high heels when you are 15." <br />
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She said "Oh! Lucky Joseph! He only has a year to wait!"Beckyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08839044597855346198noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1585616830308349219.post-91945477523621599782013-02-26T07:00:00.000-07:002013-02-26T07:00:07.532-07:00Washing Dishes<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Katie was on dish duty this week. I left her for a few minutes to finish up the last dish. When I came back she had figured out a better way to wash dishes. Beckyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08839044597855346198noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1585616830308349219.post-12797245070383319772013-02-21T08:14:00.000-07:002013-02-21T08:14:00.217-07:00We Care<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Do they really care? Have you ever received one of these great envelopes from the post office? Even though I wasn't too happy about my half of the envelope, I got a big laugh out of the apology letter from the post office. How can you be mad when they apologize so profusely? <br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<br />Beckyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08839044597855346198noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1585616830308349219.post-27350238609037770922013-02-19T07:00:00.000-07:002013-02-19T07:00:12.042-07:00She's a grandma and a great grandma and a great great grandma. . .Skye got <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sea-Monkeys">Sea Monkeys</a> for Christmas. She is taking her pet responsibilities very seriously. We spent quite a bit of time researching these small pets and what our responsibility to them would entail. Not much. Brine shrimp are fairly happy pets. They like their water to be a bit salty and quite a bit scummy. They reproduce very very quickly. One morning Skye checked her brine shrimp and started jumping up and down because she could see little tiny babies swimming around. I told her she was a Grandma and you should have seen her smile. Now we have new babies every day. I think it is turning into a Henry Huggins guppy experience. We are almost out of food and so I have been doing extensive research about what you feed brine shrimp. One website revealed a detailed recipe with a 35 step process that included egg yolk and rolling little pellets by hand and baking. Who knew?! You can't really buy replacement food. Most sites suggest buying a new pack of brine shrimp ($8 amazon). But then we are faced with the moral dilemma- they new pack does come with food but it also comes with new eggs. Do we throw the unhatched brine shrimp away? If we hatch the new shrimp we will have twice the number of Sea Monkeys to feed. And we will need more food. <br />
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Maybe we can start our own <a href="http://geology.utah.gov/utahgeo/rockmineral/collecting/oolitic.htm">oolitic sand</a> production plant!Beckyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08839044597855346198noreply@blogger.com1