Yep, sleepy...
Really really really sleepy.
Monday, September 5, 2011
Thursday, September 1, 2011
Missing
So, what did you all do on this lovely first day of September? I went to playgroup, made lunch for my kids, baked 4 loaves of bread, 2 loaves of zucchini bread, made homemade pop-tarts, lost Kember, and generally freaked out.
And now on to the long version of the story. So about a half hour after Kember gets home from school there is a knock on the door. A little friend came over to play. Huh...well, I guess if her parents are okay with just randomly going to someones house it's okay by me. I know where my kid is anyway. So, they play for about an hour while I finish up in the kitchen. Five o'clock rolls around so I tell Kember that she can walk her friend home if she wants, and I'll get the mail. So I walk with the boys to the mailbox and wait on the driveway for Kember to come back. She doesn't come. So, I walk up the street a bit to find her. Umm...can't see her anywhere and have no idea which street she is on. I'm assuming she went into her friends house and stayed, but...???? I don't know this girl, so I have no idea where she lives. All I know is that she is close by because she rides the bus with Kember. So I walk down another street and ask some kid who's working outside if he saw two little girls walk this way. He didn't notice anything. Okay, I'm starting to panic a little bit now, and when I panic I get angry, so naturally I take it out on Caden who is walking with me...because I'm just a great mom like that. So I go back home thinking maybe she's there (although I know she isn't, because if she went home and I wasn't there she would freak out and start screaming for me...no screaming=no Kember). I gather up Cole, Caden and the baby and we start out again. I go to a lady's house that has kids on the bus stop hoping she would know this girl and where she lives. No luck there. But on my way I meet up with another girl from playgroup and of course I start crying. She stays and helps me look for Kember. While checking one home I ask if my daughter is there. She looks at me funny and then says, "You look familiar...did you grow up here?" Yes "Are you a Linford?" I'm not thinking to straight at this point (panicking, remember?) so I say something brilliant like "Should I know you?" nice, huh? Anyway, it turns out to be Melissa Caulkins whom I used to live by. Small world...small small world. Well, she decides to help out too (because again, I've started to cry). The other girl (who incidentally is also named Tara, and is super cute and nice) has to go home because her husband has to start his second job, and her baby is sleeping. I decide to try one more block before I really started to panic. This time when I knock on the door a familiar face opens it and I say, "Is my daughter here?!" "Yep" but he looked at me kind of funny so I had to explain that I had no idea where she was. Yep, mother of the year award to me. I got Kember out of the house and promptly started to cry. Good times...good times.
And in other news, I baked...and everything turned out how it was supposed to (mostly). The bread looks good (don't know if it tastes good, but looks are important, right?) and the pop-tarts, while I'm not the biggest fan of them (I'm going to make them again with a pie crust instead) the kids went ga-ga over them. So, success there. I also made two loaves of zucchini bread, which didn't go as well as I had hoped, but whatever. I may have lost my child, but I'm domestic, right? Sigh. At least Caden had fun helping me make the bread. You should have seen him pound the dough out. I told him to karate chop it and he thought that was cool. He really liked to roll it into the shape too. He's a keeper.
And now on to the long version of the story. So about a half hour after Kember gets home from school there is a knock on the door. A little friend came over to play. Huh...well, I guess if her parents are okay with just randomly going to someones house it's okay by me. I know where my kid is anyway. So, they play for about an hour while I finish up in the kitchen. Five o'clock rolls around so I tell Kember that she can walk her friend home if she wants, and I'll get the mail. So I walk with the boys to the mailbox and wait on the driveway for Kember to come back. She doesn't come. So, I walk up the street a bit to find her. Umm...can't see her anywhere and have no idea which street she is on. I'm assuming she went into her friends house and stayed, but...???? I don't know this girl, so I have no idea where she lives. All I know is that she is close by because she rides the bus with Kember. So I walk down another street and ask some kid who's working outside if he saw two little girls walk this way. He didn't notice anything. Okay, I'm starting to panic a little bit now, and when I panic I get angry, so naturally I take it out on Caden who is walking with me...because I'm just a great mom like that. So I go back home thinking maybe she's there (although I know she isn't, because if she went home and I wasn't there she would freak out and start screaming for me...no screaming=no Kember). I gather up Cole, Caden and the baby and we start out again. I go to a lady's house that has kids on the bus stop hoping she would know this girl and where she lives. No luck there. But on my way I meet up with another girl from playgroup and of course I start crying. She stays and helps me look for Kember. While checking one home I ask if my daughter is there. She looks at me funny and then says, "You look familiar...did you grow up here?" Yes "Are you a Linford?" I'm not thinking to straight at this point (panicking, remember?) so I say something brilliant like "Should I know you?" nice, huh? Anyway, it turns out to be Melissa Caulkins whom I used to live by. Small world...small small world. Well, she decides to help out too (because again, I've started to cry). The other girl (who incidentally is also named Tara, and is super cute and nice) has to go home because her husband has to start his second job, and her baby is sleeping. I decide to try one more block before I really started to panic. This time when I knock on the door a familiar face opens it and I say, "Is my daughter here?!" "Yep" but he looked at me kind of funny so I had to explain that I had no idea where she was. Yep, mother of the year award to me. I got Kember out of the house and promptly started to cry. Good times...good times.
And in other news, I baked...and everything turned out how it was supposed to (mostly). The bread looks good (don't know if it tastes good, but looks are important, right?) and the pop-tarts, while I'm not the biggest fan of them (I'm going to make them again with a pie crust instead) the kids went ga-ga over them. So, success there. I also made two loaves of zucchini bread, which didn't go as well as I had hoped, but whatever. I may have lost my child, but I'm domestic, right? Sigh. At least Caden had fun helping me make the bread. You should have seen him pound the dough out. I told him to karate chop it and he thought that was cool. He really liked to roll it into the shape too. He's a keeper.
Sunday, August 28, 2011
Sunday Thoughts
I really like this ward we are in. It has been a long time since I've enjoyed all of my meetings so much! Today in Sunday School we talked about the Holy Ghost. The question he asked us was "How well do you know the Holy Ghost?" It's kind of a thought provoking question isn't it. Have you ever thought about it before? I don't know that I ever have, but it's made me look at my relationship with the Holy Ghost a little differently.
In Relief Society our lesson was on the Atonement. She told us how when she was getting a temple recommend she was telling the stake president about some not great feelings she was having towards some people. He asked her if she was praying for them. She was completely taken back by this. She said, "You mean I have to pray for them?" It made me think of my own experiences with this. I've been blessed in my life to pretty much like most people. However, every once in a while I come across a person who just drive me batty and I can't stand. I put this advice into action, and now I can honestly say that I like this person. And the funny thing? It wasn't the person who change at all. They are still the same as they ever were, but the Lord changed my heart. Give it a try. You might be surprised at the results.
I don't know what talk she was reading from. It was in a recent Ensign because I remember it, but in the talk the guy said that he shares experiences from his brothers life "with permission." She said it stuck with her because how much would we talk about other people if we had to get permission to do so. It was kind of random, but it made me think a little bit.
It was a great day in church today. Hopefully we will start feeling apart of this ward soon. Playgroup is on Thursday and maybe I'll be able to make some friends there.
In Relief Society our lesson was on the Atonement. She told us how when she was getting a temple recommend she was telling the stake president about some not great feelings she was having towards some people. He asked her if she was praying for them. She was completely taken back by this. She said, "You mean I have to pray for them?" It made me think of my own experiences with this. I've been blessed in my life to pretty much like most people. However, every once in a while I come across a person who just drive me batty and I can't stand. I put this advice into action, and now I can honestly say that I like this person. And the funny thing? It wasn't the person who change at all. They are still the same as they ever were, but the Lord changed my heart. Give it a try. You might be surprised at the results.
I don't know what talk she was reading from. It was in a recent Ensign because I remember it, but in the talk the guy said that he shares experiences from his brothers life "with permission." She said it stuck with her because how much would we talk about other people if we had to get permission to do so. It was kind of random, but it made me think a little bit.
It was a great day in church today. Hopefully we will start feeling apart of this ward soon. Playgroup is on Thursday and maybe I'll be able to make some friends there.
Saturday, August 27, 2011
Kember & Caden Funnies
Kember: "Mom! Can Zoie and I watch "Princess Diarrheas?"
Me: "What? Can you watch Princess Diaries?"
Kember: "Ya!"
Me: "Oh..okay"
*Andrea corrected her later, telling her what diarrhea meant and that the word was diary. Kember didn't think it was as funny as we thought it was. She started to cry. Oh my sensitive children.
Later------
Me: "What movie did you watch?"
Caden: "Screws."
Me: "Excuse me?"
Caden: "You know, the one with Christmas and spirits and stuff."
Me: "Oh, Muppets Christmas Carol?"
Caden: "Ya."
Boy, I really need to start saying words more clearly. Screws?
Me: "What? Can you watch Princess Diaries?"
Kember: "Ya!"
Me: "Oh..okay"
*Andrea corrected her later, telling her what diarrhea meant and that the word was diary. Kember didn't think it was as funny as we thought it was. She started to cry. Oh my sensitive children.
Later------
Me: "What movie did you watch?"
Caden: "Screws."
Me: "Excuse me?"
Caden: "You know, the one with Christmas and spirits and stuff."
Me: "Oh, Muppets Christmas Carol?"
Caden: "Ya."
Boy, I really need to start saying words more clearly. Screws?
Thursday, August 25, 2011
1st day of First Grade
Today was the big big big day! Yeah! School Started again! Kember was pretty excited to start the first grade. She had a rough time sleeping last night, and I'm blaming it on pre-school jitters. She was very excited to bring a lunch (although, she isn't excited anymore...now she wants to eat school lunch...sigh). She was a little worried about finding the lunch room and getting on the bus. I have to admit, that part surprised me. I went with her to the bus stop this morning, and when it was time to get on it took a little prodding to convince her to go. Last time she rode a bus she jumped on before the other people were able to get off. I think she's okay with it now though. She didn't tell me much of what happened at school, but hopefully she will be more verbal tomorrow. She did tell me that her table was the quietest so they got 6 stars. When they get 15 they get to get a prize in the cafeteria. Hopefully she will make friends soon. I was hoping someone on the bus stop would be in her class, but no go there. Maybe we will meet some new neighbors soon that she can play with.
I realize this isn't the most flattering picture, but I didn't want to hold everyone up while she posed for me, so this is what you get.
Tuesday, August 23, 2011
Notice anything new?
Anything? Anything at all?
Kember has been after me for quite some time to get her ears pierced. Which is quite ironic because when I was shopping with Carol Lee at the mall awhile back the two of us were trying hard to convince Kember to get her ears pierced and she wanted nothing to do with it...until lately. So, since we were in Provo today and at the mall Dan and I figured..."why not?" So, she picked the studs and sat very still and quietly. She only said, "Ouch" twice and that was that. I have to admit to being surprised. I thought there would be tears, screaming, gnashing of teeth and quite a lot of convincing on my part to get the other ear done. But nope...there was just, "Ouch" twice. I'll take it. She is super excited about cleaning them. Let's hope she stays excited.
We went to back to school night tonight for Kember. First grade...pretty exciting stuff. Back to School Night was a mess, but hopefully Thursday will be fun for her. Speaking of...Thursday...really? Why are you (meaning the powers that be in the school realm) starting school on a Thursday? How does this make sense? Whatever. Anyway, new school, new earrings. How can life get any better?
Sunday, August 21, 2011
Sunday thoughts
First of all, I would like to wish the love of my life a very Happy Birthday! It stinks to be sick on your birthday, but he's dealt with it pretty well. It was a very uneventful birthday, but Dan, I love you. I love watching you, and I love that you just keep getting better. I thought you were great when we got married, but you are even better now. Feel better and we will thoroughly celebrate when you feel better! Your wife loves you and your kids adore you.
Today in Relief Society we were talking about family history and genealogy. I will admit that neither topic has interested me much, and I shy away from it. I claim that I'm doing my part by blogging and taking pictures and such. I claim that it isn't my season to be doing stuff like this right now. Later, I will get to it later.
I had a thought during the lesson that I was too cowardly to share during class. So I will throw it out to all the blogging world (because we all know how deep my thoughts are :).
Sadly, I remember very little of my wedding. I didn't write much down and was too taken up by everything to remember much. However, I do remember taking my endowments out. The part that stands out the most is when I went through the veil. As Dan pulled me through I was suddenly surrounded by people I love. All my family was there, all of Dan's family was there, and all were hugging me and welcoming me "home" and into the family. It was such a strong feeling to see everyone that I loved in that room. I can only imagine how it will be when we die and are met, not only by the close family that has gone before, but by all our ancestors waiting to welcome us home. And, if we do our temple work, by all those that we've done the work for. If I was overwhelmed with the love I felt with just our two families, I can only imagine what it will be like for the love of generations to cross the veil.
Anyway, it kind of made me want to start doing something family history related. I've been meaning to start indexing for a long time and haven't done it, so this was hopefully the push I needed to get started. Anyone want to come show me how to do it?
Today in Relief Society we were talking about family history and genealogy. I will admit that neither topic has interested me much, and I shy away from it. I claim that I'm doing my part by blogging and taking pictures and such. I claim that it isn't my season to be doing stuff like this right now. Later, I will get to it later.
I had a thought during the lesson that I was too cowardly to share during class. So I will throw it out to all the blogging world (because we all know how deep my thoughts are :).
Sadly, I remember very little of my wedding. I didn't write much down and was too taken up by everything to remember much. However, I do remember taking my endowments out. The part that stands out the most is when I went through the veil. As Dan pulled me through I was suddenly surrounded by people I love. All my family was there, all of Dan's family was there, and all were hugging me and welcoming me "home" and into the family. It was such a strong feeling to see everyone that I loved in that room. I can only imagine how it will be when we die and are met, not only by the close family that has gone before, but by all our ancestors waiting to welcome us home. And, if we do our temple work, by all those that we've done the work for. If I was overwhelmed with the love I felt with just our two families, I can only imagine what it will be like for the love of generations to cross the veil.
Anyway, it kind of made me want to start doing something family history related. I've been meaning to start indexing for a long time and haven't done it, so this was hopefully the push I needed to get started. Anyone want to come show me how to do it?
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