Normal?

So we've been trying to move on/ move ahead with life for the past two years. It gets frustrating. I think I'm finally to the point where I can admit defeat. Life will never be what I picture, because apparently what is in store for us is much better than what I can imagine. At least that's what I'm now telling myself.

If this is what our normal life is going to be, I better start accepting it and stop resenting it. Wait, am I being cryptic again? Some things I'm not allowed to talk about, and so that's what I'm talking about here. LOL! Get it? Sorry I can't be more specific.

I registered Samantha for Kindergarten a few weeks ago. That was so weird for me. I don't know why, but it just doesn't seem time to send her yet. The real question is whether or not we will send Phoebe the year after Samantha. I don't want to be THAT parent who sends their kid to school just to get them out of the house, regardless of whether or not they are ready emotionally or physically for school. Argh. I guess I'll still have a year to make the decision. I must admit, it's a hard one. And I can't help but feel pressure from the other kids around us that are Phoebe's age. The truth of the matter is that she barely makes the deadline; as in by a week. And she is so scatterbrained and hyper, I just don't know how she will be ready to go. Maybe she would benefit having that extra year to mature and focus.

We are trying to decide where we can find some extra room in our small house to fit a crib. I took a huge van load to the DI this weekend. I was going to have a garage sale, but we really need the room and hey, I was on a cleaning and organizing mission. it had to go ASAP. Besides, all growing up my dad would always say "donating to the DI will give us extra blessings" so I'm counting on that.

I think I'm going to have to break down and go through my beloved prop closet and get rid of some of that stuff and some of my totally rad furniture too. It makes me sad. Anyone want a totally cool teal chair? It's one of those wing back chairs. It needs to be re-sprung. I haven't gotten around to it yet, but as a photo prop, it didn't really matter if it was saggy or not. It is such a cute chair!

Ah, so much to do. If you want to come help, feel free. You may leave with something you didn't know you wanted. :)

p.s. We've been sick-free now for two weeks! Yay! *knock on wood

Birthdays

Happy happy birthday Trevor dear....

Happy days will come to you all year....

I hope so anyway.

Trevor, you are the best husband, and most loving dad. You take such good care of us! 

We love that most days you can be found in the garage. Even though I hate it, I love that all your clothes are greasy and dirty from working on cars. I love that we don't have to pay for a mechanic. 

I love that we are so like-minded and believe in doing work ourselves instead of hiring someone else to do it. 

I love that if we ever buy a large item that needs to be assembled, we fight over who gets to put it together. 

I love that you took such good care of me and the kids this winter when I was so sick. You brought me all my meals in bed for a whole month at least... maybe longer.

I love how spiritual you are and that you make it a priority to read the scriptures with the kids every night. 

I love that you are such a good example to our children of hard work and diligence. 

And anyways, we hope you have the most happy birthday ever because you deserve it!

Black Cloud Be Gone!

I feel as if there has been a black cloud over me and my family for the past year and a half.

Odd.

Especially the past few months I feel it. I think the yucky winter has something to do with it, and perhaps a little family drama here and there.

I am ready to be done with it! Black cloud be gone!

Spring is here, and we are having a baby! A BABY!!!!!!!!

Forget all the things in life that I want or think we must have to be happy.

We have a sweet little baby on the way, and we are all healthy (except me, but that's okay) and we have a JOB! Remember all that job drama a few years ago? Ugh. I never want to go back there again.

I need to remind myself daily of the blessings we have in our life, and stop dwelling on the blessings   I think we need to be happy.

Sick Again

Did you know

I've been sick since Christmas.

I'm getting pretty tired of this stuff.

I have not been sick with the same thing since Christmas

Do not fear.

I'm just tired of sickness.

Waking up today was great

Until I realized I was sick again

And then hucked a bunch of green stuff out of my lungs.

You can laugh.

It's pretty funny.

Sorry if I made you sick with my description.

At least we can be sick together.

Edna Kay Whiting

A few weeks ago, my last surviving grandparent, Edna Kay Whiting, passed away. The funeral was not a sad affair. Well, I guess that's not true. Of course we were all sad to see Grandma go, but so happy for the reunion that she is now having in Heaven! And not to mention that her body was in so much pain, it was hard to watch her go through that. So happy that she is free from pain now!

It was a beautiful snowy day. I think the most monumental thing was how many of Grandma's posterity were able to be there. When it was all said and done, I believe that only two of her Granddaughters were unable to come. And the craziest thing was that ALL of my siblings were able to make it! I know right? Even my parents, who are serving a mission in Indiana, were able to come. It was a great family reunion. I'm sure Grandma and Grandpa were there and were so happy to see us all gathered together.