Thankful

Yesterday Jeremy gave us all blessings for the new school year.  Well, Timmy was too wiggly for it, but his siblings and I got one.  What a neat thing that is.  What an amazing thing that Jeremy can act as the voice of God to give us instruction and comfort.  I am thankful for this amazing blessing our family has.  I truly am a blessed mommy and wife.  I'm thankful that Jeremy can do that for us. 

The blessings were all really good.  Our need to be here in Cedar City at this moment was reaffirmed.  I am really curious to watch our children go to this new school.  They'll surely make new friends, and they will learn new things.  I think that Joshua's teacher is going to be really good.  He needs structure and someone who cares, and I think he's going to get it.  We all have a work to do here.  I hope that Benji will realize what an important person he is.  I think he struggles with that as a middle child.  And Michael has this independent streak that I hope can be turned in the right direction.  His independence surely can be a good thing.  I am sure that Hyum will find good friends and do well in school.  That's just what he does.  As for my little ones, I hope they enjoy this time together and keep building the friendship they had before this life.

Maybe I don't talk a lot about this kind of thing, but it's an important part of our life, and we are thankful for it.  And maybe not everyone understands it, but we believe it to be a correct eternal part of life.  We're thankful to have this closeness with God.

Missin home

Jill is following me around looking for a little extra attention.

I know this isn't the happiest thing to talk about on this happy blog, but I think Sundays make me a little homesick for Globe.

So instead of dwelling on it I looked at my old picture books and wished that I didn't have to turn my head so much to see the pictures we put in sideways and also that somebody would come and look at those pictures with me and remember all those days. But it was nice to remember anyway. I love that all the momories in there are happy ones and that the books are so full of people I love. I also found a newspaper clipping in there that supposedly quoted me and a few other high school students. None of the quotes sounded like me. ;) I wonder if there are pictures of me on my baptism day somewhere. I don't have any. Hmmm...

Today was also a day for remembering my Heavenly Parents. I missed my Heavenly Mother again today and thought about how my relationship with her is probably a really happy one. How neat it will be to see her again, and how lovely to think that she's there. How neat it will be to remember her and renew that sweet relationship that mothers and daughters have. It ought to be something nice like my relationship with my earthly mother. I do love my mothers. :)

Silly kiddos

Yesterday during dinner Benji suddenly asked, "Mommy, where's your minion?". I said, "What? My minion?" He replied, "You know - the lady from church who went with you to visit people." Minion - companion. Same thing, right? ;) I love that boy.

Last night just before scriptures Jill burst into song, and guess what she was singing over and over. "We will, we will wock oo." I guess Hyrum has that song on a CD, and she liked it. It makes me wonder what goes on in her cute little head. That song seems like such an abstract thing for a two-year-old to remember. Cute girl. :)

Little Fella

The little fella has cut through his top front teeth and when I stand him on the floor he can take one step. :)

There's Not Much That's Cuter

There simply is not much that's cuter than Jill sitting on the potty singing.  I love hearing her little voice.

There's also not much that's cuter than the way Timmy crawls over to me as quickly as he can (giggling the whole way) when he sees me lay down in the living room.  If I'm laying down he certainly has to play jungle gym with me, and if he has to, then of course Jill does too. :)

Summer

I love these happy, carefree, summer evenings.  I made too many loaves of bread plus some scones and posse stew, and then I went on and made cobbler.  The house was blazing hot so we opened the windows and doors.  This led to Jill and Timmy wanting to go outside.  So we did.  Jill threw rocks and Timmy ate them until I decided to move us to the grass.  That didn't last long before both Jill and Timmy wanted to play in the water that runs in front of the sidewalk.  Timmy kicked his little feet in it and splashed me all over.  Jill played with a rock in the water and watched how the water moved around her feet.  I made little paper boats like I've been wanting to for a while now.  First I had to ask Joshua how and look it up on the internet.  But we made those little Curious George boats (teeny tiny ones) and floated them down the little stream (don't tell that we littered).  And of course Timmy fell on his back in the stream and then sat in it until his legs were all red from the cold water.  Now Benji is outside piling rocks in the water to make a dam.

I love these cool evenings.  I savor them and wonder what the changing seasons will bring.

Jill

Last night I sat in Joshua, Michael, and Jill's room as they said their prayers.  I held that little Jilly as she cried because she wasn't going to get to play with Michael's little toy laptop.  And then I helped her say her prayers after she calmed down.  Then I sat and held her some more and thought about what a privilege it is to be a mother - and not just any mother.  It is a privilege to be my children's mother and to hold them as they fall asleep (even though Jill didn't fall asleep in that instance). :)

This morning I went out and ran 4 stinkin' miles.  I've run 4 miles before, but not only has it been a while, but I've never run them up the hill facing the wind and the sun.  Sure it was a small hill, but it was still a hill and I was very tempted to give up.  But I didn't.  I ran those 4 miles.  I did my cooldown walk around the townhome complex.  I read my scriptures, drank some water and stretched.  And then I fell asleep in my recliner.

The next thing I knew I heard Jill talking.  She was peeking through the bars of the stair rails saying, "'Leeping.  A 'leeping."  (Mommy's sleeping.)  Then she saw the cup I'd left on the piano bench next to me and said, "Trink a waduh.  Trink a waduh."  (Drink of water.)  Then she came down the stairs and got my cup and brought me some more water, all the while repeating, "Trink a waduh."  She likes to give me water. :)


When she handed me that water this morning I also noticed that she had white stuff all over her chin.  I smelled her.  It was toothpaste!  Jeremy said she went in the bathroom and brushed her teeth and then got a mile-long piece of floss and had him cut it for her, and then she sat there flossing.  Silly girl. :)

It is fun to hear her learning to talk better and better.  She gets so excited about going swimming ("A Shwimming!") and taking a bath ("a bathie!").  (When she wants something or wants to do something, or even when she's just talking about something she usually adds "a" at the beginning.  It's cute.)

In other news, my poor little Timmy has a bonk on his head.  It's a vertical line of a bruise, and neither Jeremy nor I saw him get it.  We think that yesterday while we were both busy he must have climbed the stairs and bonked his head on the railing.  Poor guy.  I do kind of wish he wasn't so fascinated by those stairs.  He loves them.  I have such cute children. :)