Little Treasures

Living the Abundant Life

2012-01-21T20:06:00.000-08:00

I absolutely love this talk by our Prophet, President Monson Living the Abundant Life

This is exactly what I needed tonight. The Gospel of Jesus Christ is a Gospel of peace, courage, faith, dedication and personal growth. There are times in each of our lives when we may fear the unknown~and wish for an easier way. But if we truly believe in eternal principles, then our knowledge and understanding of them will deepen, I believe in many things. I trust in my Father in Heaven's watchful care and in our ability to live the abundant life. It's all in our attitude, perspective, our choice to be courageous or not. In my opinion, it is far better to live every day with faith and courage. Our strength in the Lord only increases as we do this.

Sacrifice

2012-01-07T20:48:00.000-08:00

I am needing some recharging about now. I've been doing well to keep on top of finances and many other things in my life. My intention this year though, is to make it a priority always to put God first. He is the only possible way for me to fulfill my responsibilities well. I owe to Him everything that is good in my life.

One that is most prevalent in my mind right now is my ability, in the face of opposition, to stand firm in my faith, and in who I am. My sense of value is now built where it ought to have been my entire life, and that is in Jesus Christ.

Nehemiah 12:43

"Also that day they offered great sacrifice
and rejoiced: for God had made them ^arejoice with great joy: the wives also and the children rejoiced:"

I have recognized a theme in our household. Those who are sacrificing for the good of those around them, can't help but rejoice. Those who are self-focused do the opposite-they can't see past the negative in every given situation, and are easily irritated by little things.

I watch my son's attitude change from anger to simple gratitude, as he serves and works for the benefit of those around him. It is my job to provide him with opportunities to serve so that he can learn this lesson young.

I am thankful for the law of sacrifice. Sacrifice brings rejoicing. There is no better way on earth to learn this law than through daily family life.
The Gospel of Jesus Christ is simple. There are many eternal laws. And this is one that I was blessed to learn as a child. My parents never allowed us to get lost in self-service or self-indulgence. They kept us outwardly focused, and helped us to realize at a young age that we were important in helping things to run smoothly in our household. This is something I hope to pass on to my children.
It is a JOY and blessing to serve and to sacrifice for a purpose...especially for the purpose of an eternal family! There is no greater purpose in life than for our time and energy to be spent serving and loving our families.While my load may feel heavy at times, my faith and trust is in the Lord, who is able to make my burden light. He is the Man I will depend on when I start to feel overwhelmed. We are told not to put our trust in the arm of flesh. I have done that too much in the past. And my life is so much happier now that I've learned to re-direct that trust heavenward.

So I guess with all this, I'd like to say that sacrifice is worth it when you put your trust in God.

Learning Things

2012-01-04T23:01:00.000-08:00

I've been noticing something about the way I present myself in front of others (especially those I don't know or trust). I'm thankful to my older sister who brought this to my attention.
For many many years, I've had this way of protecting myself from others' hurt, by being self-degrading.
Unfortunately, I do the same about my children. I will hurry and 'admit' their weaknesses or weak points so that others (as if they would) won't be the first to do so. Perhaps it stems from being made fun of in jr. high school, and all the damage I allowed that experience to cause.
On the other hand, when I am surrounded by people who I know really love my children, and people that I really trust to love and accept me for who I am, it's not an issue.
At home, we do very well to compliment our children often (maybe a little too much sometimes) on positive traits, encouraging good behavior, and telling them we love them.

The two are not consistent with each other, and I can see how someone looking from the outside in, and seeing my little nit-picking going on in public may be concerned about my kids' sense of value (in a way too, I don't want to be a mom who is always bragging-so I smother those overwhelming feelings of pride and gratitude just enough so that there's balance, conveying the message that "I know my kid isn't perfect, but she/he has great qualities").
There's got to be a wiser and better way. I'll find it, I'm sure. I need a mind that is very different in approaching things than am I to jump in and give me a new perspective on this.
Anyhow, I guess my lesson other than working on this little quirk of mine, is that you know that someone REALLY loves you, when they will tell you honestly and lovingly something they recognize that simply isn't right in your life. So again, thank you my sister for doing that very thing for me :) And I'll get right on it!

And Mom, if you ever read this, know that the last time I did this for you (and I don't think any of us ought to do it often), it was purely out of love and concern. I hope you understand that someday.

The Book of Mormon

2011-12-08T18:58:00.000-08:00

So powerful and beautiful the messages that are found therein. It speaks directly to us.
Journals and records are important things for posterity as well as countless others. I love this book. I love that the men in it recorded their feelings and experiences. Their faith and great love for those around them no matter how wicked or righteous. It all points back to one thing, and one person. The Atonement, the greatest sacrifice and act of love ever known among men by our Lord and Savior, Jesus Christ.

His name may offend some.

If it does, I am sad for the position you are in. It is only the truth that pierces the wicked to the core.

Jesus Christ is the source of all healing, all power, all beauty, all light in this world.

And the Book of Mormon is an excellent way to come to know who He is, and what results from following His commandments and walking in His footsteps.

May I and those whom I love and care for always stay true to what we've been taught and felt in our hearts. There is much deceit in this world. Much flattery. But the day of God's judgement will be swift and unexpected.

Christmas Presents

2011-12-07T12:39:00.000-08:00

Nice little church bag

Homemade appliques (freezer paper kind) made into 'ball pillows'

purse for my niece

Bed hand made by my Grandpa (original design) and painted, embellished by me

Also made by Grandpa

Doll outfits

Extra set of bedding

Stuffed elephants-left Angela's "Elly"

Above, Sarah's dress, matching doll dress and hand bag

Same Gender Marriage

2011-12-01T14:53:00.001-08:00

So one of my friends posted this video: I was raised by lesbian parents

And I couldn't pass up the opportunity to share this response to it. While it was a very well done speech, I think this girl got her point across as well.

"That guys was awesome! Very intelligent, very handsome, very charismatic. But I still think he is arguing the wrong issue. In a country where many children are raised by single parents, or multi-generations, the question is not who is fit to raise children. There would be calls for mass sterilizations if that were the case. The argument is much more basic than that - it comes down to the family being the basic unit of society, the basic ingredient of our country and world. Eons ago when the first man married the first woman, it wasn't because he crawled out of a cave and fell in love. I believe it was because of specific instruction from God. In fact, getting married for love is a rather new concept in the history of the world. Trying to change marriage to fit people's lifestyle just doesn't make sense to me. It seems natural to me to let people live their lives as they see fit, but not to call it something it is not." -April Johnson

The definition of marriage has changed so much in the past eighty years, that perhaps the new type ought to have it's own name - like civil union.

Webster as of 2008 defines marriage as: "(1): the state of being united to a person of the opposite sex as a husband or wife in a consensual and contractual relationship recognized by law. (2): the state of being united to a person of the same sex in a relationship like that of a traditional marriage."

Here is the Webster 1828 dictionary definition ofmarriage: "(1): The act of uniting a man and woman for life; wedlock; the legal union of a man and woman for life. Marriage is a contract both civil and religious, by which the parties engage to live together in mutual affection and fidelity, till death shall separate them. Marriage was instituted by God himself for the purpose of preventing the promiscuous intercourse of the sexes, for promoting domestic felicity, and for securing the maintenance and education of children." Note that Webster relates current and common use of words in a culture. (taken from principlesofliberty.blogspot.com)

Fascinating subject. I'd like to study more into it. As for myself, I believe that we were put on this earth to learn to get along with the opposite gender, to become one, to raise children and to become an eternal unit. God certainly created the correct body parts to make that possible far before artificial insemination. I suppose that because of our scientific capabilities we feel we can justify whatever makes us 'happy'. I know God is the source of true joy. Therefore, I will trust in His plan for us as His children and believe that the way He set it all up is more valid than our own emotions.

Temple

2011-11-19T20:55:00.001-08:00

I've been reflecting on eternity recently. Wanting to know, taste and feel heaven.

My husband and I were able to attend the temple tonight, although he was having an allergic reaction to peanuts...so we left early. But I was so thankful he was willing to endure it so we could follow through with our date.

I love the peace found there.
And my life wouldn't be as full without it.

Families can be eternal.
Of this, I am sure.

2011-11-07T10:45:00.001-08:00

These are the dresses I made for my girls in record time!
And here are some pictures of Ang with her new do. She wears it quite well in my opinion.

2011-11-05T07:58:00.000-07:00

Angela decided she wanted hair like mine (after talking to her for a half hour the evening following), so she cut two big chunks out of the sides of her hair. On the left, about an inch long. On the right, about four inches.

So, I had to fix it. And to make it even with the shorter part, I ended up doing a pixie cut.

Her personality goes well with it. She's spunky and fun. I need a smaller curling iron, but straight or curled, it looks very cute on her...not many girls can pull it off.

Thirtieth

2011-10-26T20:05:00.000-07:00

Wow. I'm thirty now. Never thought it would come.

So far, I think thirties are going to be the best years of my life.

So today, my best friend Anna finished up our family portraits, and let me come look at them. Then she came over and did my dishes, after which, I received a strange box on my front porch. It was chocolate covered strawberries! My husband soon came home with balloons, an ice-cream cake and the sweetest card. I love my family and friends - it has been the best birthday yet.

Each of the kids chose their own colored balloon to play with

Alright, let's see here...

(blowing the balloon up-really blowing the string over and over again ~so fun to watch, she knew how it needed to be done)

Balloon wars

My sweet hubby just finished tying the balloon to her toe, so she could hit it over and over, and it would come back to her. She loved the game.

One of my son's art projects from school (during balloon fiesta)

Today was wacky Wednesday for Red Ribbon week...hence the inside out pants.

Told her to look and smile, she fell just as I took it...

Daddy and Sarah getting some one on one time watching Top Shot

Full

2011-10-16T20:39:00.000-07:00

Could my life be more full? Is there any way to cram in just one more blessing? It doesn't seem possible, yet I know it is.

My fulfillment comes from living the principles of the Gospel of Jesus Christ.

Here are a few things I am thankful for:

My husband ~I am so in love with this man. I honestly hadn't a clue who he was, nor what I was looking for in a man when I married him. Sounds insane to start a marriage that way.
But I had enough faith and trust in God to know that everything would work out. Marriage takes a great leap of faith for anyone.

Our family - the family we have created and are raising together is a great one. And the greatest thing about it is that we are doing it together. Children grow too quickly. I often look at my little girls and handsome son, and daydream about their first experiences in life. I feel an ever present need to prepare them for a world that is in turmoil, and will become more so as time passes.

The most important preparation I speak of is spiritual. I want them to understand, that if they trust in God with all their hearts, He will protect and guide them. He will provide a way for them to overcome impossible odds. After all, isn't that what any loving father does?
Most importantly though, His is the only path that bears the fruit of joy and peace beyond that which is available in this world.

My testimony ~ I want everyone to know that I know that Jesus Christ lives. He has the power and capacity to turn all things for our good. I know this because of all that I've come through, stronger and more refined. Closer and more aware of who He is, and why He is. I know His promises are sure.

My invitation~To those who have never believed, or who in recent years have stopped believing, I want to testify that life is short.
Pursuits which have no eternal significance are a waste of time. We are here to prepare ourselves to meet God.
If you wish to know these things for yourselves, you must repent and call upon His name. He will speak to you. His desire for each of His children is true joy but just as a small child cannot be happy without careful nurturing and direction, we also need guidelines in order to learn how to fly. Once we do, the possibilities are limitless!

I cannot say enough about the power of trusting in the Lord and obeying His precepts.

There is freedom in being teachable.
The more we come to know and accept, the greater capacity our minds have to expand and receive more knowledge and wisdom.

And so the saying goes,

My cup runneth over
...this may be how it feels to me, but in reality, my cup is enlarged through obedience.

Poems

2011-10-12T21:12:00.000-07:00

I used to love writing poems ~ and haven't for a while. But I'd like to record some of them I've found in my journal, with a little commentary.

I wrote a poem while on Acapella tour in California my senior year of high school. It was a great experience, but I was so shy and completely unknown, and I felt unnoticed by everyone. So I wrote this:

Please Listen

I would like a friend who brings out the best in me

One who would listen and see what I will someday be.

I need you not to be afraid when so many weaknesses are visible~

I want you to give me courage and let me know I'm lovable

I am trapped, unknown, and out of place.

Things are hardest when mine is not a familiar face.

There is far more in me than what may appear-

and though you don't know me, you can trust that I'll hold you dear.

Someday I'll be worthwhile...I know it's hard to believe

It's incredible, with a loving Father in Heaven's help, what one can achieve.

I want you to know that I love everyone,

Doing my best continually, not to judge anyone-

Perhaps the only way to set me free, is by simply teaching me how to be me.

About six months later, after I'd written this poem, I got my first boyfriend. And he was an angel, sent to me at that time with all these things I wanted. His name was Enoch. And I'll always treasure the blessings and joy he brought to me, an insecure and shy eighteen year-old.

Having Fun at Home

2011-10-07T10:03:00.000-07:00

New Page

2011-10-02T08:03:00.001-07:00

I've recently started doing art again! I'll be adding regularly I hope. But I've posted a bunch of old projects as well as one I've done this week. I'm excited this part of my life is back after years of having no desire for it! Check out my Art page :)

Free

2011-09-29T22:05:00.000-07:00

Free to be myself for once, to really love and to be loved.

Free to let things be, and people be...to accept and love them willingly.

Free from trials and burdens I've known, many of which I've gratefully outgrown. Free from the guilt and the sorrow I had, thinking I deserved everything bad. Free from the lies that encompassed my youth, when all around stood mirrors of truth.

I have been taught by One who has loved and suffered in my behalf. In our favor, He has overcome.
The greatest name ever to be uttered ...Jesus Christ -
Victor; Author of Liberty; Lover of my Soul

Love conquers all and casts out all fear, therefore, love brings freedom. It is all connected, as is all truth. How I love my Savior. And through His Atonement, I am free from so much that would bind me down and limit my choices. I am truly FREE because of His influence, healing, and light!

Newborn Projects

2011-09-28T20:34:00.000-07:00

I have a couple cousins who are having baby girls. These are the first newborn outfits I've made. The light colored one is made from a pillowcase, and the polka-dot material I purchased at walmart.

I've had so much fun and hope they both fit.

The fun thing about the majority of dresses I design, is that the belts and hair accessories are usually interchangeable. Pretty nifty if ya ask me!

Thoughts

2011-09-27T22:15:00.000-07:00

The majority of my extended family on my bio Father's side, has left the Church. Some have become atheist, and other's different religions.

The parable of the sower comes to mind thinking about them and their choices.

"When any one heareth the word of the kingdom, and^aunderstandeth it not, then cometh the wicked one, and ^bcatcheth away that which was sown in his heart. This is he which received seed by the way side."

So the first is not really understanding to begin with.

"But he that received the seed into ^astony places, the same is he that heareth the word, and anon with joy receiveth it; Yet hath he not root in himself, but dureth for a while: for when ^atribulation or ^bpersecution ariseth because of the word, by and by ^che is offended."
Secondly, no root to what they believe, so when hard times come, or they see someone being a hypocrite or just not meeting their expectations they're out.

"He also that received seed among the thorns is he that heareth the word; and the care of this ^aworld, and the^bdeceitfulness of ^criches, choke the word, and he becometh unfruitful." (riches could be knowledge, material wealth, status, partying, or any number of desirable things)

And third, temptations of the world, and living by the world's standards, being fearful of not knowing enough or being thought of as ignorant - slowly makes what you once understood seem less important...until that thing you seek is more important than anything else.

I hope that someday, they will return and reap the blessings and rewards of staying faithful and loyal to a cause far greater than anything this world has to offer.

Yay for refashioning!

2011-09-22T13:41:00.000-07:00

So I purchased two shirts from Goodwill (both about a size ten in girls), and some material scraps from the family thrift store. And this is what I made out of them.

Angela's and Sarah's outfits for family pictures.

Spilled Grape Juice

2011-09-18T19:22:00.000-07:00

Everything connects.

Truth is eternal and is expressed in different genres.

The more we understand and recognize truth, the more everything makes sense in this world.

Here is an example:

Today, I was chatting online with a friend who is struggling because of a mistake she made. I tried to share some things I've learned about who we are and how that never changes regardless of our choices. In God's eyes we are seen as one and the same person-before we are born, during our life and in the eternities. There is no time with Him.

After I finished my conversation with her, hoping that any of my words helped her to realize that in the grand scheme of things, she ought not to be so hard on herself; I went downstairs. I poured my youngest girls a drink of grape juice. My three year old got distracted and while doing something good, spilled a bit on the floor. Her reaction was "oopsie" and she looked up to see how I'd react.
Knowing she knew she'd made a mistake, I simply said, "That's alright. Here, let me get you a paper towel to clean that up." Her eighteen month old sister was eager to help her clean up as well and like magic, it disappeared.

I immediately began reflecting on how our Father in Heaven must view our mistakes. It is important that we recognize and acknowledge when we've made them...then repent by doing what we can to repair whatever damage was caused. But ultimately, it doesn't change His feelings in the slightest toward us as His children, nor does it affect who we are as individuals.

I imagined that if I left that spill for a while, it would cause much more havoc in our home, making people slip, getting tracked through the house causing stickiness and dirtiness much harder to clean up than the original spill.

So here are some insights I've gained through this experience today.

1. When we sin, or make mistakes in life, our loved ones will always be there to do what they can to help us become clean again.

2. If we choose to not face the consequence immediately, then the damage becomes harder to repair over time and can effect many aspects of our lives and even important relationships.

3. If we choose to instead face the consequences, repent and strive to do better, it is like starting over, fresh and clean just as the floor was after my daughter had wiped it up and when I mop it after she's done all she can do, symbolic of our Savior's Atonement and His ability to make up for what we can't do.

This life is a great teacher.

Our purpose for being here is to learn what real and lasting love is, and to form eternal families. Not an easy task.

But it is doable because of our Savior, Jesus Christ who knows exactly what it takes to overcome our weaknesses and sin, who knows how to comfort, love and strengthen us. Who has made it possible for us to truly live.

All natural

2011-09-15T14:43:00.000-07:00

I'm beginning to see with different eyes. Often makeup looks so harsh and unnatural. I'm realizing more and more that variety is beauty. I appreciate every unique trait on each person I meet. Everyone has good quality's about them, physical, personality etc. I like to do my makeup sometimes just because it's fun to have change and create. I wish more people would recognize and see their own beauty without the vanity...I'm grateful for these new eyes to see.

Here is a video of Sarah talking. She's a cutie.

What is true love?

2011-09-14T14:06:00.000-07:00

True love is:
-not being turned off when someone is struggling, or not looking or acting their best, but caring so deeply, that you want to do anything to comfort and help them.

-Focusing on the individual and caring more about that person's needs than your own.

-the pure love of Christ ~ listening to and reflecting on His life and service, his merciful and kind nature will enable us to understand true love better than anything else.

https://lds.org/media-library/video/mormon-messages?lang=eng#2009-02-05-how-do-i-love-thee

We are Settled

2011-09-12T12:13:00.000-07:00

My wonderful, sweet husband has been home since Thursday. I cannot tell you what a growing experience and blessing it has been for both of us to be without each other for such a long time.

Being reunited, our relationship is better than ever. We are beginning to realize and appreciate exactly what each other brings to the family, and how there is no way we could raise these children on our own without each other's support and love.

It took seven years of marriage for us both to finally begin to open up to each other completely. We had to be unbelievably patient with each other in different areas, and continue in faith through a lot of bumpy times. But we made it. And we are finally ready to start growing as a couple who is truly in love, and understands what real love is. It is nothing short of a miracle.

My husband is wonderful. I have always been partially blind to who he is-but I've finally opened my eyes and am able to appreciate and accept him fully. We are ready as a team to raise a family now. Took us a while because there were things that we each had to heal from and move past. The only way to do that was through lots of forgiveness and repentance.

I love him. I not only love him, but am for the first time in my life, madly in love with the man of my dreams. Life is exciting and good. Our children are growing. Though I cannot seem to find my camera since I took pictures of the house with the new carpet, I promise that when I do, I will post them. For now, you'll have to be content with just words.

God is good. If we believe, He can work miracles.

Angels Everywhere

2011-08-20T21:18:00.000-07:00

This morning began at six-thirty as usual. My children woke up, we all got dressed, and by seven were out the door headed to the store for some much needed groceries and other items.

We went for the other items first. Then I got distracted at the clearance racks for a while-a nagging in the back of my head ~ my kids would only last so long without any breakfast. So wee headed over to look for what we needed-and then ended with the grocery shopping. By the time I made it up to the check-out and got everything loaded and rung up, my credit card wouldn't work. I tried taking off a few items, thinking I'd gone over my budget a little. After cancelling several things, and it still wouldn't work, I headed out the door with kids who were more hungry and tired than before, and without any food.

As I was driving I looked down at the clock and was surprised to find that our little shopping spree was two hours long. It was just a few minutes till nine. Time to go pull the old carpet out of our house to make way for the new. I dropped my children off at our neighbor's house (the same one who has been helping me in so many ways since we arrived here), letting her know they were starving and headed over to the house.

When I arrived nearly five minutes late, I quickly went around back to get in and unlock the front door and began pulling up carpet. When I came back out to see if anyone had arrived to help, a guy rolled down his windowin passing and waved, introducing himself as Brother Cook. I told him what we were doing, and having the whole minute of experience I did in pulling carpet up, I mentioned how easy and quick it was.

He explained that they were on their way for a family outing-going bike riding, but would help afterward. Somehow, after letting my comment sink in, he decided to come in and help for a minute. His wife and kids helped as well.

A minute turned into a couple hours. And after making numerous trips to their house to get necessary tools to do the job, and working till it was nearly done, he declared that it was time for them to go.

I have learned that pulling the carpet up is the easy part (unless it's on stairs). It's the detail clean-up work that takes forever-rolling the carpet up, getting it hauled, scraping the parts of the under padding that are glued, pulling staples, etc. It was a learning experience, and one I will always remember. At the rate I was working, it was probably the closest thing to a marathon I'll ever know.

The guys that helped were life savers.

I'm just so grateful for their sacrifices to help me out. There are good people everywhere.

After finishing everything up (noon) we were all exhausted hungry and thirsty. I picked up my children who were also hungry and tired, and realized that the store was still holding all our stuff. My two littlest girls were melting down a bit, so I knew it was time for lunch and naps, and decided to head home (temp lodging) to get them a quick bite and send them to bed. Just about there... I peeked back, and one was out.

Change of plans. Older kids were starving as was I, so on my way back to the store-I would stop at a fast food place. As we sat in the parking lot and ate to our hearts' content, I was able to bond with my older two - we enjoyed our time. Once done, I put the two sleeping girls into an umbrella stroller each (as smoothly as possible...I'm afraid I don't have my husband's skill in this area), at which point they both dozed in and out a bit before waking up. Short naps are never a great thing when shopping with four children. Nonetheless, I was determined to get it out of the way so I could go home, shower and relax until it was time for my dear friends (yes the only friends I had here until today) to drop off their children so they could enjoy at least a small portion of their anniversary together.

So we headed in once again. My responsible, attentive older two pushing my sleepy younger two.
I saw our large grocery cart full of our things (including perishables) behind the customer service desk and decided to let a couple go ahead of us, knowing my deal would take a good amount of time-while trying to keep my kids behaving.

When it was my turn, I explained to the sweet girl at the counter that I probably overspent, and asked if she would mind if I just went and put back the things I didn't really need. She cheerfully said, "That's what I'm here for :)"
I was a bit frazzled trying to sort things out one at a time as my children's energy level skyrocketed. All the while, she kept reassuring me "I understand", and other kind words that I appreciated in my moment of exhausted reluctancy.

There are a whole lot of good people around here. I love the blessing of going to new states and witnessing different cultures, diversity of people and experiences. I'm just so grateful for all I've learned and how much more open minded I've become because I chose to marry a military man.

It was a good day.

At the end of the day, Hyrum asked, "Mommy, was this another bad day?" I told him that it was a really good day. He started naming a few things that were hard about today for me (being the intuitive, sweet boy he is). And I realized that it could have been a bad day-just a few days ago, everything seemed to be going wrong and I wasn't handling it the best. The difference about today is that I got a good night of sleep last night, and I think I recognized the angels that were sent my way to help make my life a little easier, a little more enjoyable.

Our House

2011-08-13T03:37:00.000-07:00

The house my kids will grow up in for the next four years...

When I first heard the address, it just sounded right. We walked through to the backyard first ~and it was BIG with nothing but dirt. I LOVE landscaping. We're going to put in grass, maybe a firestone path, some rocks, shrubs and a couple trees.

We walked in the house and my kids took off exploring excitedly. None of the other houses had this effect on them. The staircase is wide, every little detail I LOVED. It just seemed like OUR house!

The only thing is, it was pretty dirty and not well kept up. But honestly, I'd much rather start with something that is not perfectly kept up. When I get a chance to work on something, I'm much better at keeping up with it afterwards.

The price is AWESOME. So no matter what we put into it, within a few months' time, we will have made up for it saving in rent (the only other options being three hundred or so dollars more a month).

Our back yard practically meets the school's yard. The Temple is fifteen minutes away. And Hyrum's best friend (plus Ginnie's first ever crush) is just a few blocks away, in the same ward and school. They will know each other from ages four to ten or eleven by the time we move to our last assignment. And they have kids within months of our kids' ages, all four.

I'm just excited and so grateful for the Lord's blessings and help. Things have fallen into place well. I've got a lot of work ahead of me still. But one thing at a time, and I still will have my husband's support from a distance. I will take pictures when I get a chance (may not be until after the carpet is put in).

My Husband

2011-08-06T05:24:00.000-07:00

I have been up since two am. Went to bed at seven...once I was awake, for some reason I couldn't fall back asleep.
This is the day I pick up my husband from the airport and hug and kiss him for the first time in a month and a half. Feeling a little anxious and excited, I guess.

During my experience here at my parents' home, I have had much time to reflect and ponder upon the ways in which I've changed for the better being away from home. Marriage can do that to a person. It can change them for better or for worse.

Being around my parents, cousins, aunts and uncles, grandparents, siblings and so forth, I have seen how my heritage has molded me throughout my life. I come from a great family full of faithful and good people. And I married into a family with faithful and good people, and many strengths that I have been introduced to and been able to watch in wonder.

My life is full of great people-one of which, and probably most poignant to my progression is my dear husband. I love my husband with all of my heart. Being away from him has helped me to realize more than ever the impact and influence he alone has had on me. He's so intelligent, strong, and all around just a good person.
I'm glad I was married young. I was not yet set in my ways-and plenty teachable. There are so many life lessons that I have not had to experience to learn because of my husband's insight and wisdom. I have learned so much from his example as well. It's the daily living that he's good at. Living up to responsibilities, being kind and patient at home, keeping an eternal perspective, not judging others or holding grudges, desiring God's will above his own, full of gratitude for the natural beauty that surrounds us, working hard, playing hard, enjoying life. The list could go on and on...

Yes, I'm a little smitten...it may be late in the game, but better late than never (had a few gliches I had to work out in order to really be able to fall in love). We will be celebrating our eighth anniversary a little early. Can't wait for my date with my husband tonight!

I'd better go get some rest now...only a few hours to get myself looking beautiful for my man. He is my world ~ I'm glad I married him.

Trials

2011-08-03T21:04:00.000-07:00

I am thankful for trials which serve to: humble us, lead us to self-reflection and hopefully self improvement.

It's taken me many years to be able to take others pointing out my faults without beating myself up ruthlessly over my mistakes and weaknesses. I think a large part of why I've changed that is because of the book Weakness is not Sin by Wendy Ulrich. This is one of those books that seems to take a weight off for those of us who have been living with misconceptions about our own innate goodness and worth.

I think the world of all my family members, and realize with a bunch of head strong people, there is bound to be some disagreements, mis-communications, and offense. But I wouldn't change my relatives for the world. I'm beginning to understand that all of our head-strong traits are what leads us to be something extra-ordinary.

I love Jesus Christ. I can repent and change for the better because of Him. And He can show me how to use my head-strong nature to become the leader and nurterer I so desire. I cannot do it without Him, nor do I want to.

Things I Create

2011-07-24T20:34:00.001-07:00

If you like what I do, please contribute and let me know what you'd like for me to make! I design and make up pretty much everything I make-so these are original. Sewing and cutting hair are two of my biggest passions. Please support me in this endeavor. Here are some pictures of my creations.

Fun at Provo Mall and Aunt Kemarie's

2011-07-24T00:20:00.000-07:00

Sarah loves her apples

Ginnie being her happy self

Uncle Enoch bought this new wii game for Hyrum

At Aunt Kemarie's, watching over the baby (cousins Sarah and Chloe)

My sweet niece Daphne

Sarah was loving her a little too hard

And Chloe wouldn't stop hugging Ginnie

Chloe trying on Sarah's shoes

Watching a movie at Aunt Kemarie's

My sister Kemarie's beautiful baby Daphne

Sarah watching over her cousin

Chloe keeping her baby sister safe

Chloe looks like a little Kemarie

Summer Vacation

2011-07-18T21:41:00.001-07:00

This is more of a journal entry.
We have been here in Utah for three weeks now.
It is a wonderful feeling to know that I am welcome and loved, taken care of when I come "home". How truly wonderful my parents are. They've got their weaknesses like I do. But I grow each year to appreciate their sacrifices and characteristics more deeply as I parent. It's not an easy thing. They are some of the strongest most stalwart people I know. And such great examples in many areas. I am learning that their family paradigm has strengths as well as weaknesses that my family paradigm does not. We are simply different. Variety is great isn't it?

Hanna, my younger sister has been an absolute angel. Taking care of my kids, getting them dressed and fed every morning, plus her other responsibilities as far as house work, tending to her dog, Lilly, and whatever else Mom might ask of her at any given moment. Her sacrifice and selflessness is impressive considering her age (13). She is quite amazing...to me ~ and her talents are endless. I'm so thankful to have her in our family.

My brother Samuel went on his week long scout camp this past week. I have to say there was less drama and noise with him gone. But when he returned, my heart jumped with love and remembrance of his presence. I feel for him as I feel for my own son
And although he struggles most days because of his biological parents' choices, I honestly admire him for having the courage and determination to continue striving to improve. I believe that is a strength that came to us children in this household because of our parents' high expectations for us. What a blessing.

I had the opportunity to visit with my biological father last week for a few days. He enjoyed my children...but unfortunately is not their Grandpa, just as he is not my Dad. My Dad is a real man and took responsibility not only for his own children from a previous marriage (as much as circumstances allowed), but took on five new children and raised and loved us taught us through example and precept how to live a righteous life. The main difference between the two, is that one took responsibility for his choices, and followed through no matter how hard things got. And I know very well that it was not easy. He has earned the rights and joys of grand-parenting. My biological father is more like a distant uncle who because of his choices in life, has no claim upon his children or grandchildren-and there is simply no way for him to get back what was lost. After being married several times, having no sense of accountability for the many children he fathered, and pretty much giving the blame to the women who chose to "leave his domain" as to why his children were no longer his responsibility; he is a smooth talker, and makes excuse after excuse as to why he couldn't fulfill his responsibilities. In the moment, I felt bad for him-and was understanding because I know how hard life can be. But after thinking for a while, I realized that with the same circumstances others have chosen differently. And so my admiration for my real Father grows.
I enjoyed our time with all that side of the family, especially the special moments being able to talk to my Grandparents. My Uncle who is in prison seems to be doing well. I loved reading his letter all about the Atonement, experiences he's had recently in defending the church. He seems to be growing, but after talking to his daughter, she brought to my attention that he is good ay pretending. It's hard to know when someone has really changed after so many years of living a lie.

Then we went on to Northern Utah where I spent the night with my mother's older sister and the following night with her younger sister and what is left at home of their children. I have such incredible relatives. They are in valor equal to my own parents with certain strengths that I'd like to pass on to my children. I'm so thankful to have had some time with them.

My heart is just filled with gratitude for family.

Last but certainly not least, as I've reminisced on past memories growing up and been reminded of my wonderful childhood through hanging out with family, something came up to remind me what exciting things lie ahead.
Daniel called me last night and excitedly explained that I should probably finish up my degree soon.
This morning, he called with more information, letting me know of all the resources available right on base to aid in my education. I'll be able to take night courses on campus right there in Albuquerque!

And my treat for finishing my first degree, will be to attend beauty school.

My life seems to be moving forward after nearly eight long years of having babies, and struggling to fit into the mold of motherhood and wifehood enough to enjoy it. Between my sewing, schooling, small business and running kids here and there, it's going to be a little hectic. And honestly, I'm not sure where a new baby would fit into the mix (not announcing anything...just thinking). But I'll go forward in faith, and hope that everything works out according to my Father's will.

I love Him with all of my heart, and rejoice in His glorious plan of happiness which allows us all the privilege and responsibility of forming eternal families. This is the purpose of our existence ~ and we can all be assured that His promises are and will continue to be fulfilled. My life is living proof that because He loves us, He will be with us in our hour of need, and bless us with the tools and strength necessary to get through anything, and triumph as better individuals. I know Jesus Christ lives. And through coming to know Him, we can also live as He lives, and inherit all that He has. He is near to help us along in this unpredictable, sometimes disappointing and even torturous experience called life. He knows all our pains and sorrows, our daily struggles, worries and desires. He wants us to open up our hearts and minds and be teachable so He can work out our salvation. He has already overcome the world, and will show us how to do the same if we let Him.

Weekend Camping Trip

2011-07-09T20:30:00.000-07:00

I've had a most marvelous time this weekend with my biological Father's side of the family. Him and his wife (whom I have become good friends with through facebook) have taken on the role of Grandparents in every sense of the word. They have loved and taken care of me and my children like only true family can. I have been struck with the realization that I have SO much family who loves and cares for me...

Rebecca has to go home tomorrow morning. I am a little sad this weekend must end tomorrow but will forever hold these memories dear.

I love my Savior and His Gospel without which, there would be no such thing as eternal family units.
I thank my Father in Heaven with all of my heart for giving me the parents I have, both those who raised me and those who loved me as a baby, and are related by blood. How precious each individual soul is to Him who created us and blesses us day by day.

The Mall

2011-07-07T23:49:00.001-07:00

Oh dear, what's wrong with Angela

I'll help you big sister!

Mmmm nothin like a nice apple after a hard day's work

Why do I have to take a picture...

Alright...may as well make it worthwhile

Hey, this is kind of fun!

Can you hurry Mom - my cheeks are killing me.

Oh ya, I'm gettin the hang of this now.

We hang out at the mall on rainy days, and too much sun days. Here are a few photos of our fun there.

Car Fun

2011-07-07T23:47:00.000-07:00

Just us being our silly selves driving all sorts of places and having way too much fun.

Third of July

2011-07-07T23:42:00.000-07:00

We did most of our celebrating on Sunday when my brother and his wife came over and brought fire works. It was beyond fun :)

His little girl is a few months younger than my baby and they are pretty much on the same level, same size, etc. This was my favorite picture of the night. He is the best Uncle and Daddy to watch.

Balloons

2011-07-06T07:23:00.000-07:00

Aunt Hanna drew faces on balloons for the kids. That was good for about three days entertainment. Even Lily joined in on the fun.

Hawaiian Party

2011-07-05T08:15:00.000-07:00

My Mother had a novel idea several days ago. She came home with grass skirts, strange animal hats, island decorations and much more. She announced that it was party time and began hanging up all the decorations and dressing up the kids. It was so cute to see the kids' faces light up as they pranced around in their costumes. Even my brother who is twelve became excited. Here are a few of my favorite pictures from that exciting night.

Party!

2011-07-04T22:07:00.000-07:00

I'm not sure where to begin, we've been having what seems like party after party since arriving here. I've finally uploaded some pictures I and others have been taking...and there are way too many cute ones to use in one blog post. So I'll try to do one post a day to not overwhelm you all.

I suppose I'll start with the picture of all our children in the hotel bed. The first of two we stayed in on our way here. Daniel never takes pictures...so for him to get all excited and have to take one says a lot. Here is one of two he took. Remembering this moment makes me miss him terribly. Each time we video chat for scripture study, I want so badly just to be able to kiss his handsome face, or to hold his hand. Ginnie started crying tonight after our visit with Daniel...she misses her daddy very much and a month is going to seem like an eternity to her. I suppose it is a taste of what we will go through when he gets deployed (it's inevitable).

So here it is. The moment my love couldn't pass up.

Happy Fourth

2011-07-03T21:07:00.000-07:00

We've had a great weekend so far. Cousins, fireworks, games, creating. The kids, especially Sarah, have been in paradise. She was so entertaining to watch as she saw the fireworks in the road. Her little cousin a few months younger than her is scared of them so it was a good thing she was sleeping then.

Tomorrow morning it's off to the Provo parade, then to Dan's sister Suzanne's for a barbeque. So I'd better get some sleep. But pictures and video soon to follow. :)

This is some vacation. My thirteen-year-old sister takes care of my kids. Gets them dressed, does their hair, feeds them breakfast, does her chores. For me, it's a live in maid/nanny service. So I'm trying to find little ways of letting her know how much I appreciate all her help and service. She's been wonderful.

My Sweet Cousin

2011-06-29T20:46:00.001-07:00

This is my cousin Katie. I don't know her that well. But we happened to be the closest family to her appointed hospital for some major surgeries she'd be undergoing this summer, so we took the opportunity to visit her and her parents before heading west.

She just went through a jaw extraction. There were constant storms during the time she was released from the hospital, and she was in so much pain. But she endured it as well as she could to come down and greet us. One thing that I learned about her is that she is a fighter. She is called to go through so much just to be able to eat normally, to breath, to speak. She is intelligent, strong as can be, and a blessing for so many.

I am grateful for my cousin Katie.

We've Made It

2011-06-27T00:26:00.000-07:00

It has been an incredibly long and tiring journey, but a good one.

We were able to visit one of Daniel's younger sisters, his parents on their mission, our future neighborhood, his oldest sister and her family, and his youngest brother. Our experiences with each were very enjoyable to say the least.

A few highlights that I'd like to note with our trip are as follows.

My husband's family is wonderful and kind beyond this world. Unassuming, non-judgemental, respectful, loving. I'm SO thankful for each one of their examples, which are leading me to become a better person just through knowing them.

Each child is precious and unique. I loved getting to watch and know my little nieces and nephews better. Kennedy, animated and matter-of-fact. Adorable as can be, and just growing right up! Susanna, wanting to have fun and spend time with everyone, learning new skills and having such a zest for life. Amelia, there are no words to explain this little spit-fire cutie. Her parents have their hands full and she's beautiful as can be. These are only a few of many. But I love and treasure them all and look forward to getting to know them much better.

We're here at my parent's home. My children seem to be enjoying their time here thus far-although Angela seems pretty insecure with all the change going on, and each of them has melt-downs here and there. But I'm happy to be here close to most of my siblings and nieces and nephews (four new nieces that I don't know yet).

It was beyond fun video conferencing for family scripture study with my sweetheart. After the kids talked to him for a while it was my turn. Can I just say, that when I married my husband I struck gold? I love that man ~ and we have way too much fun together to have eight years in our back pocket (most of which has been spent just getting to know each other and learning to live together while raising little ones). Oh how I love him! He is the first man in my life who has always loved me openly and outwardly. His influence in our family has been healing, exciting, interesting, and wonderful. And through him, I have a great and large extended family whose examples are always present in my mind as I do my best to raise my family and live life to the fullest. I'm grateful for each of you! How far I have to go in order to emulate those characteristics that I see. One day at a time. I'll get to where I'm going with the Lord's help.

Change

2011-06-15T19:39:00.000-07:00

Hardly anyone in my family has blogs (siblings).
I know I'm not the best blogger. But I feel like it's pointless to write sometimes because the ones I talk to most never read my blog.

Anyhow, maybe when I move and get settled, into a routine and get some order in my life, I'll start blogging regularly. Right now, everything is crazy. There is no order. There is no routine. I finally have a plan as of how to go through the house and get ready for the movers to come. Four kids makes it pretty much impossible to keep up with the mess, unless you never get behind. But add in sickness, a busy day, or whatever, and you're behind. Then there's my NEED to create. And I can't leave projects unfinished. So I work until they're done, feeding and changing, and playing with my kids in between. Once I'm that far behind, it becomes way too much, unless I have my husband's support at home.

He's always working, and when he's not working, he's winding down usually with his computer in front of him. I've learned to accept my limitations when I'm handling the load alone.

But things change.
Daniel has almost made all revisions for his dissertation recommended by his advisor at this point. Which means he's just about DONE other than defending. I know eventually things will be back to "normal" again. He will be on a regular work schedule and our family will finally be on a regular schedule. The school thing still screws everything up for me. I've had the kids home and little for so long it seems like. So switching from dropping off, picking up kids from school to having them home all day throws me for a loop.

The only thing about moving to NM, is that Dan will most likely become top of the list for deployment. I figure it's probably my turn since most of my friends have been through it multiple times. I'm just glad we'll be close enough to extended family that I will be able to travel with my kids pretty easily when I need to.

I realize this post is me venting, and has no order...exactly where I'm at right now. I've needed to get it out for a while-and I tend to close off to everyone when big changes are happening, so maybe this will help in digging myself out of this never-ending rut.

Meanwhile, I'm enjoying my growing children, their imaginations and cuteness, and spending quality time whenever possible with my husband. Five days till we say goodbye to Ohio for good.

Life is good. I am blessed.

Sarah and Angela

2011-06-05T08:47:00.000-07:00

Sewing Again

2011-06-02T05:14:00.000-07:00

I haven't really sewed for my son at all. Until yesterday. Unfortunately, it seems that most things I make, whether or not in "boy" type material, have a girlish look to them. But Hyrum loves them, and that's all that matters.

His favorite is his 'H' hat.

I also sewed a baby dress for my newest niece, and a red dress for Ang. Need to make some adjustments, then there will be pictures to follow.

Beautiful Times

2011-05-30T19:59:00.000-07:00

Tomorrow morning, I will go visit teach Sister Garrett probably for the last time with my girls.
Two more sundays in the Beavercreek, OH ward.
Two more weeks of school for Hyrum.
Daniel is just about finished with his dissertation so we can go on our road trip.
Life is just beautiful lately. The sun has been shining, we're enjoying every last moment together with things just the way they are. The kids have their own beds and rooms to sleep in, we have a fire pit and backyard to play in. Every detail is being taken into consideration as our assignment here in OH comes to a close.

What a wonderful experience it has been for us here! Through counseling and depression medication, I have begun a new life, started to overcome so many things that were holding me back, and making my life unbearable too much of the time.

I'm so thankful for multiple blessings, and know I am on the right path. I know that my Father is pleased with me and my progress.

My children are wonderful. Sarah is growing up and fits right in. They help and take care of each other and are ever forgiving of my weaknesses. Wise beyond their years, loving, happy and wonderful. I couldn't be more blessed. I wonder if and when will be the right time for us to have another child. But for now, I'm going to leave things just the way they are. I'm more in love with my husband than ever before. We are going on some fun and new adventures soon, and continue to grow hand in hand, but mostly just to grow more in love.
A new chapter in our lives is soon to enfold.

Dreams really do come true, with a lot of hard work, and active faith. Heavenly Father is aware of our righteous desires and wants to make them into reality for us.

I love my Savior and what He has made possible for me and all my brother's and sister's because of His ultimate sacrifice.

I love the scriptures!! Ginnie informed me tonight that Jesus taught that we should read the scriptures and pray. The Gospel of Jesus Christ is simple. We'd do well to listen to and learn from our little ones.

I am doing all I can to follow Jesus Christ. My joy is full. My blessings are overflowing. My hope continues to grow as I witness miracles one after the other in myself and in those around me.

Another Dress

2011-05-24T18:16:00.000-07:00

Another baby shower coming up. I decided to do something for the big sister as well who is about Ginnie's size. So she modeled it for me, then asked if she could please keep it. I told her I'd make one just like it for her and she could choose the colors.

Hyrum's Chick

2011-05-23T04:35:00.001-07:00

It's been so cute listening to Hyrum's report of his chick every day. He let me know when it was going to hatch, and was so excited about every little development. Here is his certificate.

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2011-05-19T21:08:00.000-07:00

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Picture

2011-05-10T17:16:00.000-07:00

This is the dress Mia saw.

Ginnie's Picture

2011-05-10T16:51:00.000-07:00

This is the dress Mia saw.

The Dress

2011-05-07T21:39:00.000-07:00

Ginnie has a best friend in pre-school named Mia. Mia has a very outspoken and loud personality. She is quite hilarious to listen to, and has been getting into some trouble lately because of it.

Ginnie told me how they became friends, and constantly talks about Mia. She's really going to miss her.

One day, for pictures, I decided to run Ginnie's new easter dress over to the school. Mia gasped when she saw Ginnie in it. It took her breath away and immediately, it seemed that the room transformed. Ginnie was treated like royalty.

Mia kept complimenting Ginnie with wide eyes, and as I was leaving, Mia whispered to me, "Do you think you could make me a dress?"

Well Mia, I really hope it fits and that you like it.

back view

Inside ~ colorful buttons

Cute Creations

2011-04-30T23:07:00.000-07:00

I made a dress with a little matching bag for my friend's daughter (little toddler). I loved this flower I had on it to begin with. But because I was working in poor lighting, when the sunlight hit it, the yellow really clashed with the off-white. So I had to change it into this.

I also made this bag...not sure for who yet. It includes a zipper, water bottle holder, handle pocket, and several pockets on the inside for organization. I'm thinking a school bag for a jr. high school girl. If anyone would like it, let me know.

My new business card is ready to go! I absolutely love creating new and original items and look forward to seeing how things go.

Employed

2011-04-28T20:31:00.000-07:00

For me, this feels like a break through.

I have signed on as a representative for Avon ~ a company that has been improving and helping women to enjoy their most beautiful selves for over one hundred years. They just celebrated their 125 year mark.

Somehow, this is the right thing for me at the right time. I cannot express how wonderful it is after seven years of:
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-longing for and feeling like something was missing

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Breakfast cake

2011-04-16T06:29:00.000-07:00

Hyrum continues to surprise us with his hidden talents. He seems to have a gift for cooking.

This morning, he made a mini breakfast cake for Daddy.

He started out with:
1/3 cup of soy milk
3T of flour
1 large egg
A piece of whole grain bread, broken up
1/4 cup of honey.
Stirred it all up. Put it in the microwave for two minutes. He says to get candy out to put in. He added a white chocolate linder ball in the middle of this one.

Daddy's reaction: Upon handing it to him, he looked at it and said "It's cake".
Took a bite "It's hot-cake"
Chewed it up "This is actually really good. Rachael, you want to try it?"
:) Hyrum was happy.

He made macoroni and cheese the other day in the microwave-and I have to say that it was perfectly cooked, absolutely delicious. I couldn't get enough of it.

Iron-On Fun

2011-04-12T12:26:00.000-07:00

This was a maternity shirt. The rose was a random one I found on the internet and printed onto an iron-on transfer. I had no idea it would be white in the center, but it turned out better than I expected.

This shirt really fits Ginnie, but Sarah picked it up this morning and was asking to wear it so I put it on her...she loves it!

Hyrum chose T-Rex

Dreams

2011-03-30T19:07:00.000-07:00

I turned to dreams in the bible dictionary today, and saw sixteen references to them - as a method of communication between God and man.
Now I know that many dreams can be just random, and sometimes a sign of worry or fear. But I also know that they truly can be a source of personal revelation. This is a fascinating subject to me, as I reflect on my own experiences with them.

George F. Richards, the father of Brother LeGrand Richards said,

“I believe in dreams, brethren. The Lord has given me dreams which to me are just as real and as much from God as was the dream of King Nebuchadnezzar, which was the means of saving a nation from starvation, or the dream of Lehi who through a dream led his colony out of the old country across the mighty deep to this promised land, or any other dreams that we might read in the scriptures.

“It is not out of place for us to have important dreams,” he said. “And then more than 40 years ago I had a dream which I am sure was from the Lord. In this dream I was in the presence of my Savior as he stood mid-air. He spoke no word to me, but my love for him was such that I have not words to explain. I know that no mortal man can love the Lord as I experienced that love for the Savior unless God reveals it to him. I would have remained in his presence, but there was a power drawing me away from him.

“As a result of that dream, I had this feeling that no matter what might be required of my hands, what the gospel might entail unto me, I would do what I should be asked to do even to the laying down of my life.

“And so when we read in the scriptures what the Savior said to his disciples, ‘In my Father’s house are many mansions: … I go to prepare a place for you … that where I am, there ye may be also.’ (John 14:2–3.) I think that is where I want to be.

“If only I can be with my Savior and have that same sense of love that I had in that dream, it will be the goal of my existence, the desire of my life.”

We truly have small glimpses of heaven here which cause us to desire more than anything this earthly life can give to us, to acquire the faith necessary to return us to that God who gave us life. There is a spiritual realm that is ever present if we choose to pay attention, in quiet moments, the Lord can reveal all things to us necessary and expedient to our eternal progression.

I believe that my experiences on this subject are too personal to share openly. But know this ~ the veil can at times seem very thin to those who exercise faith in the unknown. I know that God lives, and that He is with us always.

Dreams

2011-03-30T09:06:00.001-07:00

My mind continues to reflect on a dream I had while staying in my parent's basement three years ago, in transition between military assignments.

I was on a street with many buildings, crowds of people going their different directions. Ot was chaotic and dismal; cloudy-and somewhat dark. In a way, it felt claustrophobic...something I'd learned to go with while living in Los Angeles. Everyone was focused on where they were going, not paying attention in the least to each other. I felt invisible as I often did there but continued walking, aware that the focus ought to be on things that really mattered.

As I continued to walk, a light began to grow around me. The whole atmosphere and mood changed around me. There were the most beautiful green trees around, and it seemed to turn into more of a college campus. The people began to notice me, and clear a space around (rather than practically bumping into me because of the business). The light continued to grow and seemed to come from somewhere ahead and above me. As they acknowledged-and seemed in awe of something that was happening to me, I quickly pointed to where the light was coming from, and mentioned our Savior...wondering if He was coming. I insisted that their focus be on Him and not on me. Because I knew that's where the light was coming from.

Ten hours straight

2011-03-28T13:07:00.000-07:00

Sewing...my friend is having a baby shower tomorrow night. It is her first girl and fourth child. So, this morning at four am, I couldn't stop my head from figuring out the design of a changing pad I've been working on for the past couple weeks. I layed in bed for nearly an hour before I finally got up to put my ideas to work.

This is the result:

Upper left; quilted changing pad - Right: blanket-extra soft and snuggly -Lower right:
diaper holder with velcro - and last: an extra large diaper bag lined on the inside in case of spills.

My favorite thing is probably the diaper bag. It has a bunch of different size pockets on the outside-big enough for wipes, baby powder, and even one just the right size for a cell phone. The inside has a water bottle holder and large pocket, also lined.
(I used an old mattress liner that had a hole in it).

Sarah Turned ONe

2011-03-23T14:53:00.001-07:00

Two Front Teeth

2011-03-07T18:54:00.000-08:00

Hyrum lost his first tooth when he was barely five, and six more over the next year. But just recently his stubborn top two finally came out.

My handsome son

The toothless grin

He will be turning seven in a few months. I cannot believe that just a year from now, my sweet little boy will be preparing for baptism. How I love this kid!

Best Friends Forever

2011-03-07T17:46:00.000-08:00

After our trip to Utah, it's SO good to be reunited as a family! Tonight for the activity (family night) Hyrum gave us each a white sheet of paper and told us to make whatever we wanted. Daniel crumpled his piece up and said, "It's a snowball." Then Angie followed, and pretty soon we were all having a 'snowball' fight, with a couch cushion as a shield. It was way too much fun. Our kids LOVE family night of course...I mean, who wouldn't? You get both your parents' undivided attention for an entire hour of singing, learning, praying, playing, and eating a treat. This Family Night thing is a big hit at our house!

Scripture Study

2011-03-02T20:31:00.000-08:00

For a few months now, I've been without journal pages. I'm needing some journal fillers.
Meanwhile, please bear with me until I do...this is a typical journal study session.

"But behold, the Lord hath redeemed my soul from hell; I have beheld his glory, and I am encircled about eternally in the arms of his love." 2 Nephi 1:15

"O that ye would awake; awake from a deep sleep, yea, even from the sleep of hell, and shake off the awful chains by which ye are bound, which are the chains which bind the children of men, that they are carried away captive down to the eternal gulf of misery and woe." 2 Nephi 1:13

Contrast these two.

Which person would you rather be? And what is the main difference between these two types of people described?

FACES - Police Sketch Studio

2011-02-24T12:16:00.001-08:00

New Designs

2011-02-23T06:33:00.000-08:00

I made these up as I went...

Her skirt is sideways in this...oops

They need to be ironed, and I've fixed Ginnie's shirt bagginess since then. But you get the idea. I think they turned out pretty cute!

Ginnie is FIVE! And Daniel is...let's just say young!

2011-02-18T19:46:00.000-08:00

Five years ago today, I gave birth to a wopping 8lb 14oz little girl ~ born right on her due date, and named after a great woman whom my husband loved and adored.

Happy Happy Birthday VIRGINIA!

This morning at seven thirty am, Daniel was kind enough to wake us all up so that Ginnie and him could open their gifts before he had to go to work. He's been out of town this week, so we missed his birthday and decided to celebrate both his and Ginnie's special days together.

Angela must have thought it was everyone's birthday because nearly every other one, she'd say something like, "It says, Happy Birday Angela! Happy birday to me!!" and then proceed to tear into a gift of her choosing. Daddy and Ginnie were gracious and allowed Angie to help quite a bit ; for a good five minutes following, Angela sang and danced around the room, all the while grinning and beaming with excitement. These are the moments that I feel my heart could burst with happiness!

Hyrum drew a picture of flash and wrote this note sealed in a homemade envelope for Ginnie (this a couple days ago)- and when we dropped her off at preschool, he went over and gave her one last hug. Ginnie's teacher just melted and commented that I must be doing something right (how could I possibly take any credit?).

Hyrum's always had a nack for taking care of the women in his life.
Brings me back to my birthday several months ago when he woke up first thing in the morning and brought me breakfast in bed, then made me a cake, lunch, wrapped gifts, made cards with the girls - and the list goes on. He spends entire birthdays and holidays focused on what he can do to make them extra special.

So, this morning, much like any other morning, Hyrum was feeling the urge to play Super Mario Galaxy. I watched him hesitate, and then in a disciplined and serious tone, let me know that he couldn't play video games unless it was alright with Ginnie because it was her birthday.

holding Hyrum's drawing

She's so beautiful. It's a miracle to watch your own daughter grow and blossom in ways that you never really had a chance to as a small girl -simply because of a close and great relationship with her father (how grateful I am for my Daniel!). With the grace and wisdom of an old woman, the energy and enthusiasm of a five-year-old, and the attitude and style of a teen, our Ginnie Ann keeps us on our toes and constantly entertained!

A peek at some of her favorites ~

Ruby

miniature sized boots and purse

Sarah hadn't seen her Daddy for five days (the other kids saw him last night and this morning)-and when he came home from work with a headache tonight, she crawled over to him as quickly as she could to sit on his lap. She sure is attached, as are all my girls. I'm incredibly thankful to have such a great man in our home. I just love him to pieces~silver hairs and all (not too many, just enough to make him look distinguished and important). He gets more handsome as he ages! THIRTY-SEVEN and goin strong. Most people that I ask still think he could be in his late twenties so I'd say he's aging well.

Happy Birthday my sweet husband, and beautiful daughter!

I am taking my honey out on a surprise date tomorrow night...hopefully I'll remember to take pictures. It's gonna be good ;)

MEN

2011-02-14T20:36:00.000-08:00

To end this VALENTINE's day, I'd like to say that I'm eternally grateful for men ~ for who they are, and just that they are. :)

For my sweet brothers, whom I grew up with - had so much fun playing and working with, and who are all the apple of my eye.

For my buddies and best friends in elementary school who always made me feel like one of them, accepted - and safe.

For the great examples I watched in high school from a safe distance, whom I listened to, came to love and secretly hoped that someday, they would also come to know me.

For my Uncles, whom I have always adored and who have always made me smile.

For my cousins, whom I wish I could hug every day and tell how grateful I am that they are a part of my life.

For my Grandpa's ~ happy patient and kind, and ever loyal to their wives.

For my Father-in-law, whom I love and adore more over time as I come to see how his example and who he is, truly molded much of who my husband is.

For my earthly father, who was always there to love me no matter how much I tried to push him away, and who joyed in my successes, and offered counsel and a warm, strong embrace when I was struggling.

For my Eternal Father, who has always treated me extra special like I am His little girl.

For my wonderful companion - who has seen me at my very worst countless times, and who nobly stands by my side with the utmost dedication, patience and unconditional love. He is my hero.

For my son - who is the dream son that every mother in the world wishes for (no bias here). Purely wonderful - and perfectly made for our family.

For all the men in the world, who desire so much - simple acceptance and appreciation from the women in their lives. Thank you for enduring our often intolerance of differences and unnecessary drama.

So many great men in my life I could not do without, nor would I want to.

All men everywhere, thank you for all you are ~ for all the good you do. And for how hard you work to take care of your women and girls.

I hope to teach my sweet daughters through example and word how to revere, honor, respect, love and cherish the men in their lives.

Reversible Church Bags

2011-02-13T15:39:00.000-08:00

BACK

This is my new thing. Getting more fancy as I get more experience. And it's paying off!

BACK AGAIN

FRONT

REVERSED BACK

REVERSED FRONT

More creativeness

2011-02-13T15:08:00.000-08:00

This was a shirt I almost never wore because of how see-through it was, amongst other things, but it was extra baggy so I had plenty of room to add pleats. Oh, and the sleeves were from this shirt down below.

I cut off most of the collar on this one. It looked too boyish on me, so I used the sleeves for Sarah's white dress, and made a sort of over shirt for Ang, adding the elastic and flower with bow for a stylish accent.

This looks much better in person-she looks all grown up in it. This was just a long dress/shirt I had that I added some white material and lace to the neck part and brought in considerably.

This shirt was also one of my favorites..a bit too short though for my liking (mommies can never be too careful because of all the bending, picking up, and other crazy acrobats required at a moments' notice). It fits as a loose dress on Ang, or a little more snug long dress shirt on Ginnie.

I know this blue shirt doesn't go with it, but I was lucky to get it on her right then to model it.

My Girls

2011-02-11T08:12:00.000-08:00

MATERniTy ShirTs are ThE best

2011-02-09T06:24:00.000-08:00

This was a maternity shirt. It's not perfect, but the idea is fun, right?

More Creations

2011-02-08T06:46:00.000-08:00

I stayed up sewing last night. My shirt that has never fit right, and a t-shirt that was just getting worn out, I retrieved from the garage, and made into something new for my girls. I'm finding that sometimes simple is better. I also used some of my left over leggings (white, and too baggy) for the top half of Ginnie's shirt.

New Creations

2011-02-08T06:15:00.001-08:00

I stayed up sewing last night. Converted two of my shirts (one that has never fit right, and one that was just getting old) into dance dresses for the girls. Ginnie's is a skirt with sleeves from my shirt. And the white part, I cut out of my old leggings that were always a little too baggy at the ankles. Ang

Ice Storm

2011-02-02T07:08:00.000-08:00

Here's what's happening in Beavercreek, Ohio

And here's what we're up to inside. Lounging around watching movies in a very messy house. Life is good.

Update for 2011

2011-01-23T18:45:00.000-08:00

Today has been a good one. Our family has all been fighting strep this past week, and since most of us weren't feeling our best, I decided to go with Angela to Church. But, about a half hour before it started, I decided we'd all better go to Sacrament Meeting at least. I had to run the library, so I had to stay.

I'm beginning to realize how short our time is here. About five months before the kids and I head to Utah to stay with my parents while Dan gets the house all ready to sale while finishing up his PhD.

Right now he's got a paper that went through peer review, and it was not rejected, but he's been busy making revisions, and is about to re-submit it. If it gets published, his advisor says he's golden. So we're keeping our fingers crossed. After that, he pretty much has the remainder of his dissertation to write, and then to defend in August. I'm so proud to be his wife. He works so hard for our family and is such a good husband and father. And although this time seems to be dragging on forever (we've both been overwhelmed to say the least with our current loads), I know that soon enough, there will be big changes in our family life. So, we'll do all we can to truly enjoy it while it lasts.

Angela is potty training herself for the most part. Sarah is feeding herself with a spoon, and starting to stand up for a few seconds at a time on her own. Ginnie is getting into chapter books, and Hyrum is loving his new super mario galaxy game (still the motivator for getting his school work done every day)...still obsessed with Mario.

I am enjoying working out on my wii fit plus, sewing church bags for some kids in our ward, and cutting up old clothes to make into new and look forward to my trip to my parent's house with the two little girls at the end of February. My sister just older than me will be having a boy around that time (first grandson in nearly seven years for my parents!) so I look forward to meeting him, and to experiencing the simplicity of only two children to care for while there.

Ginnie and Hyrum will be staying with friends every day after school until Daniel picks them up. I have to admit that I will miss them, but it's time for a break. Recently, they've been getting into a whole lot of mischief. So maybe me leaving for a while will help them to appreciate having Mommy around a little more.

How blessed we are to have these beautiful children to raise and to teach, and a stable income, as well as all the benefits and adventures of military life!

Next month, Ginnie turns five. The following month, Sarah turns one. In April, Ang turns 3, and in June, Hyrum will be seven. Then it's goodbye to Ohio for a vacation at Grandma's, followed by a move to New Mexico! Lots of exciting things to look forward to this year. Oh, and not to forget my little brother and sister coming out for the summer to help me get things ready and to drive with me to Utah. They are great workers (courtesy of my mother), and I took care of them a lot when they were really little, so I feel the same about them as I do my own. It will be a partay!

2011-01-20T17:46:00.001-08:00

Here's Angela's new church bag. Got some new trim and iron ons. It's so much fuN!

Ginnie's First Post

2011-01-16T16:44:00.000-08:00

i love you.
you ur um a champein.? mommy r yoo a champen? (typed by Ginnie)

Daddy, are you a champion?
And now, Daddy says, "NO".

"And now, What can I do without anybody?" (typed by Rachael, recited by Ginnie)

Okay now - "What can I do now?"

"I can't believe I have nobody!"

"I just can't stand it."

"Why can't I have anybody to play soccer and to be a champion?"

"What can I do?"

"I think I can call on Angela."

"Oh yes! That's it! I can call on Angela...that's what I was hoping to be doing."

And that's the last part.

The end.

by Virginia Ann Wheeler

Things I've made

2011-01-12T08:50:00.000-08:00

I've been having fun lately. Both of these were my old shirts. A whole new outfit for Ginnie and a dress for Angela.

I did leg warmers out of the long sleeves then added a little white belt.

And these are Ginnie and Hyrum's Sunday bags for scriptures, activity pages, crayons and little laminated figurines (book of mormon and bible characters) which I printed out for them.

Potter's Clay

2011-01-09T19:10:00.000-08:00

In high school and college, I took many art classes. For one assignment, I painted what I like to call 'Potter's Clay'.
I have it hanging on my hall wall, and often notice it when I pass by during the day. I was quite familiar then with the concept of us being like clay in the Potter's hands, being molded and shaped to become something magnificent and beautiful over time. I remember that with each stroke, my focus was solely on our Creator. And although I was a beginning painter, I wanted so much to convey this powerful image in a way that would let the Lord know that I desired more than anything His influence, His touch in my life.
  There is an ensign article that brought even more meaning to my painting. I'd like to share a few things that really struck me tonight as I studied further into the subject.
  President Heber C. Kimball spoke about many vessels being destroyed after being molded and shaped because of their misinterpretation or misunderstanding of the design or purpose - and their desire to go their own way, to meet their own ideals. He mentions how the Lord speaks through his servants, and works through us to bring change for the better into other's lives~and that it would be wise for us to learn to be perfectly limber, teachable, moldable in the Lord's hands in order that he may work with us more easily.
  He then puts the question out there, what makes clay snap?
His answer...when it is pulling it's own way, or not being submissive (meaning: ready to conform to the authority; meekly obedient or passive) in the hands of the potter.
In Isaiah 29:16 it says,
"'Shall the work say of him that made it, 'he made me not'?"
Chapter fourty-five:
"Wo unto him that striveth with his Maker!
Shall the clay say to him that fashioneth it, 'What makest thou?' or thy work, 'he hath no hands'?"
[my interpretation - questioning God or being skeptical of his design, and then going one step further and denying his very existence or his ability to have power or influence in this world]
"Thus saith the Lord, the Holy one of Israel and his maker,
'Ask me of things to come concerning my sons, and concerning the work of my hands-command ye me.'"
He is beckoning to us, that if we have any question or concerns about His plan for us that we'd be wise to go directly to Him about it.
verse sixteen ~
"They shall be ashamed and also confounded, and all of them they shall go to confusion together that are makers of idols."
"But Israel shall be saved in the Lord...ye shall not be ashamed nor confounded world without end."
"In the Lord shall all the seed of Israel be justified, and shall glory."
And the last scripture that sums it all up for me, and if I were ever to enter my painting into an art show (which won't happen), this would be it's caption:
"But now O Lord, thou art our Father; we are the clay and thou our Potter; and we all are the work of thine hand." Isaiah 64:8

So beautiful, this message, and so important for us to acknowledge His hand in all things. Now I'll be sure to ponder a little more deeply, and let it affect me in a more profound way as I glance at the painting on the wall. I want to be submissive and limber in His hands ~ because although I may not understand the meaning or at first recognize the beauty in the design, I have faith that whatever He's making out of me will be beyond anything I could be on my own.

Holidays

2011-01-01T22:23:00.000-08:00

We've had a great break in the past couple weeks.

I didn't think to take many pictures, but here are a few.

First off, we said our goodbyes to the sweet sister missionaries who served in our ward. We've really loved having a change (normally Elder's).

Dan's youngest sister Sharon came to visit for Christmas from BYU. We had lots of fun with her here.

The kids stayed up watching Yogi Bear re-runs and other movies for New Year's Eve. Daniel and I watched Avatar.

Sarah's two new loves are: the piano and her bouncy horse.

Oh, and of course Ginnie was 'Mary' for her preschool program. When her teachers told her she would be Mary, and then told her who Joseph would be, she thought for a moment-and then with a concerned look, said, "I'm not allowed to have a boyfriend."

It seems like Christmas snuck up really quickly. But, for me, I think I enjoyed this Christmas and even our family New Year's Party more than any previous years being married. It's probably that my kids are finally old enough to make it really exciting for us boring adults.

What a wonderful year this has been for our family!
Hopefully this new year will be equally as good. I am learning more and more who my husband is as each year passes. And I have to say that he is my biggest treasure. I cherish him!

Teenagers...

2010-12-14T19:17:00.000-08:00

  I often dream about what my little daughters and son will be like when they hit the "terrible t's".

  Virginia is four going on sixteen. She looks (depending on what she wears and how her hair is done), talks (any words that make her feel grown up are freely expressed) and acts (little miss attitude) like a teenager. Today she was putting on lip gloss and asking how it looked each time she applied a new coat.
  She also found a new little mole on her arm and was ecstatic.
"Does this mean I'm almost a teenager?!"

   At my house growing up, adolescence was not something to look forward to. And unfortunately for me, it was ushered in by a difficult move, living in a trailer for several months with five younger siblings and one older while helping my Mother to build a fourty-two square foot home during every waking moment(and every not so waking moment). Not to mention the horror of meeting my monthly friend ~ which included, but was not limited to: excruciating pain, occasional vomiting, and anemia (I wondered how on earth anyone could expect me to go to school or do anything else whilst dealing with this conundrum to womanhood).
Soon thereafter,two more soon-to-be teenagers were brought into the mix -*my two step-sisters who were in age six months in between three of us (sort of like having two sets of twins in a row at least school wise).

It was a tough time for everyone. Unfortunately, the negative connotation thrust upon us teens by my well intentioned parents didn't seem to delay the inevitable - for the five years following my introduction into puberty, five more teenagers would emerge under one roof.
   At one point in time, our fourty-two foot squared home housed seven teenagers, five of whom were girls. Perhaps it was fate. Maybe a higher power wanted my wonderful parents to experience a large variety at one time in hopes of redirecting their negative perception of these quizzically effervescent human beings. Surely, out of such a variety, there were bound to be some who might shed positive light on the dreaded teenage years. But in the end, I'm afraid this explosion of drama, stench and appetite may have done little to sway their opinion.

  Given my history, I'd like to change things up a bit for my own family and if I must, express my opinion on raising children.

  Obedience (which seemed to be the sole focus in the home where I was raised) is important, no doubt and holds a vital place in rearing children. But I believe there comes a time when it takes more of a backseat to other life virtues such as faith, divine nature, individual worth, knowledge, choice and accountability, good works and integrity, to name a few. Bounds are set from a young age, and when they've been taught, we must allow for our children to then spread their wings, learn from mistakes, experience good and bad consequences on their own, and in essence, discover who they are as individuals.

  It took me many years of being married to realize that I was not nearly the person my parents thought I was. I was more what they had created (their idealized "perfect teenager"--my father's own words), and had no sense of me whatsoever. Literally, when I'd try to imagine who I was, I felt completely blind and it frustrated me beyond words. In my mind's eye, I was non-existent. My question time and time again was "Who am I?"...

   Upon my discovery of self-betrayal (I had denied myself so much for the benefit of others, that I had lost my vision or understanding of who I was), I began to actively search for answers to that question. Through much self-evaluation, prayer, studying and waiting patiently...where I once was blind, I began to see (only bits and pieces at first).

  I'm happy to announce that now, (seven years out of my parent's house) when I get up in front of people to give a speech, or just to express an opinion, my heart hardly beats at all. I can express myself with confidence and reassurance - understanding that what I have to offer need not be approved by anyone, but is of intrinsic value (assuming my readers know that I am not one to speak unless I've put much effort into studying, pondering, and putting into practice any given subject). No more panic attacks, no more darting eyes to see if anyone is going to mock or even care, no more desire to solely please those around me. I am me, take it or leave it. Your opinion, action or inaction does nothing to change that what I have to offer is valuable.

  I'm so grateful that my husband was patient enough with me to recognize my need for lots of encouragement and tolerance. I feel like I'm fully bloomed now.

  I finally understand who I am. I am a silly and fun person, a rebel of societal rules and political correctness. I am a loving and tolerant individual who delights in getting to know and understand how those around me tick. I am open minded, open hearted, and a friend to all who would have me.

  I hope my children continue to look forward to being teenagers, and I hope it proves to be a joyful and wonderful experience for them. And I want for them to be able to not be afraid to discuss anything and everything with their parents (hopefully both parties can keep our eyes, ears and hearts wide open as we walk this unpredictable journey called life).

I'll admit I'm certainly not ready for teenagers just yet. But it's alright for a little girl - as well as her mother to hope and dream, right?

2010-12-10T09:23:00.000-08:00

Ginnie is going to be Mary in her pre-school presentation. She seems pleased about it.
I caught a part of her conversation on the ride home. She was talking about a girl in her class who gets in trouble a lot and how she doesn't like that. I asked her why she gets in trouble and she told me she's really loud. Ginnie then said in a very calm, unassuming way "Fortunately, I don't get in trouble. Actually...I never get in trouble. Well, ONE time I got in trouble. But I'm doing much better!"

Her name describes her perfectly, and I think she'll make a beautiful Mary with her long hair that she's very proud of (encouraged by Daddy of course). Speaking of her hair, several weeks ago, I was wanting to thin her hair because it was getting so thick, I was having a hard time doing some of the new hairstyles I like to experiment with - and the weather was hot and humid. She dramatically exclaimed "No! Don't cut my hair. Daddy won't like it if you cut my hair. You're not touching it." And away she ran. I followed her and told her it wouldn't look any different, but it would be less heavy and hot when I was done. She reluctantly sat down trusting that what I said was true.
When I was finished, she went to look in the mirror-and came skipping out with a huge smile on her face. "It looks the same, Mommy!" Then she merrily went off to play.

I've recently heard Hyrum using the word seriously. It's quite entertaining listening to their 'grown up' conversations, and for the most part the big words they use are in context.

I feel so blessed to have these children. Hopefully I can continue to teach and love them in the best way possible. Could I imagine entrusting them to another's care? No way! Already, I loose out on six hours with my son five days a week. There's no one in this world that can love them like I can. Motherhood is such a blessing! And I treasure every moment with them.

Growing Right Up!

2010-12-04T08:16:00.000-08:00

In four months, Angela will be three.

In two months Ginnie will be five

In three months, Sarah will be one.

In six months, Hyrum will be seven.

2010-11-30T05:14:00.001-08:00

Please keep scrolling down.
Three posts in one day.

My Beautiful Sarah Diane

2010-11-29T20:17:00.000-08:00

Sarah has discovered what she likes and does not like.
Here are some things she enjoys:
-taking baths
-playing with little balls and big trucks
-looking at story books
-crawling all over the house
-pulling herself up and cruising along
-studying everything thoroughly with her hands and mouth
-eating everything in sight
-drumming with her hands to music
-singing
-seeing Daddy come in the door after work
-giving kisses, pulling hair and biting
-studying her hands
-teasing sisters and brother-making them laugh
-thinking deeply about everything
-being held by Daddy (he is so good at getting her to sleep)
Here are some things she does not enjoy:
-having to sleep in her own crib
-being strapped into her car seat
-not being able to find mommy
-feeling left out

She is a happy, calm baby and I'm so grateful for her presence in our home!

A Few of our Favorite Things

2010-11-29T20:02:00.000-08:00

Some of our favorite things to do are; playing at the mall, at the park, and visiting the Library.

Ginnie's first Crush

2010-11-29T19:41:00.000-08:00

About a month ago, the girls and I (Hyrum was in school) went to my friend Adrianne's for a little play date.
Usually, Hyrum plays with Will her oldest, while Ginnie joins in quietly. This time, Ginnie had Will all to herself. She was in heaven.

When we were all finished, on the car ride home Ginnie let me know that she really LOVES Will, and that she never wants to be away from him. She went on and on about him...some intense feelings for a four year old.

Angela and Eli are best buds as well. They are so much fun to watch play together because of their similarities in personality. Anyway, I'm so happy these wonderful boys are getting a sister of their very own in a few months.