What's better than a package of oreos?? Oreo cupcakes--they were DELIOUS!!!
Hyrup
Friday, October 14, 2011
Thursday, October 13, 2011
Wednesday, October 12, 2011
Sunday, October 9, 2011
8 months
seriously can we slow time down a little??? Little Miss K is 8 months--and boy oh boy is her personality popping out!!
She loves loves food--no teeth yet but eats alot--fruit pieces, noodles, bread, crackers, cookies and so on!! She is trying her hardest to crawl--mainly she goes backwards very good and backs herself into corners andscreams!! She is very nipple picky--she will only use 1 kind of binki and I had to go bye new bottles cause she doesn't like the ones I have (and I had a ton of them--gggrrr)She loves watching the other kids running around, she has a new thing of blowing bubbles--very cute!! She is still so stuck on me with me at all times--she is ok with others UNTIL she sees or hears me--ugh at least I know she loves me--heehee
She loves loves food--no teeth yet but eats alot--fruit pieces, noodles, bread, crackers, cookies and so on!! She is trying her hardest to crawl--mainly she goes backwards very good and backs herself into corners andscreams!! She is very nipple picky--she will only use 1 kind of binki and I had to go bye new bottles cause she doesn't like the ones I have (and I had a ton of them--gggrrr)
Another Great Season
The Chiefs lost the first playoff game..but played their hearts out!! So until next year, we are hanging up the cleats (and saving a little gas)!! Good Job Q!!!
Saturday, October 8, 2011
Invisable Mother
A friend posted this for me, and I had to share it!!!
The Invisible Mother...
It all began to make sense, the blank stares, the lack of response, the way one of the kids will
walk into the room while I'm on the phone and ask to be taken to the store. Inside I'm thinking,
"Can't you see I'm on the phone?"
Obviously not; no one can see if I'm on the phone, or cooking, or sweeping the floor, or
even standing on my head in the corner, because no one can see me at all. I'm invisible. The
invisible Mom. Some days I am only a pair of hands, nothing more! Can you fix this? Can you tie
this? Can you open this?
Some days I'm not a pair of hands; I'm not even a human being. I'm a clock to ask, "What time is
it?" I'm a satellite guide to answer, "What number is the Disney Channel"
Some days I'm a crystal ball; "Where's my other sock?, Where's my phone?, What's for
dinner?"
I was certain that these were the hands that once held books and the eyes that studied history,
music and literature -but now, they had disappeared into the peanut butter, never to be seen
again. She's going, she's going, she's gone!
One night, a group of us were having dinner, celebrating the return of a friend from
England . She had just gotten back from a fabulous trip, and she was going on and on about
the hotel she stayed in. I was sitting there, looking around at the others all put together so
well. It was hard not to compare and feel sorry for myself. I was feeling pretty pathetic, when
she turned to me with a beautifully wrapped package, and said, "I brought you this." It was a book
on the great cathedrals of Europe . I wasn't exactly sure why she'd given it to me until I read
her inscription: "With admiration for the greatness of what you are building when no one sees."
In the days ahead I would read - no, devour - the book. And I would discover what would become for
me, four life-changing truths, after which I could pattern my work:
1.) No one can say who built the great cathedrals - we have no record of their names.
2.) These builders gave their whole lives for a work they would never see finished.
3.) They made great sacrifices and expected no credit.
4.) The passion of their building was fueled by their faith that the eyes of God saw everything.
A story of legend in the book told of a rich man who came to visit the cathedral while it was
being built, and he saw a workman carving a tiny bird on the inside of a beam. He was puzzled and
asked the man, "Why are you spending so much time carving that bird into a beam that will be
covered by the roof, No one will ever see it." And the workman replied, "Because God sees."
I closed the book, feeling the missing piece fall into place. It was almost as if I heard God whispering to me, "I see you. I see the sacrifices you make every day, even when no one around you does."
No act of kindness you've done, no sequin you've sewn on, no cupcake you've baked, no
hockey/soccer/piano/Scout/school meeting, no last minute errand is too small for me to
notice and smile over. You are building a great cathedral, but you can't see right now what it
will become.
I keep the right perspective when I see myself as a great builder. As one of the people who show
up at a job that they will never see finished, to work on something that their name will never be
on. The writer of the book went so far as to say that no cathedrals could ever be built in our
lifetime because there are so few people willing to sacrifice to that degree.
When I really think about it, I don't want my son to tell the friend he's bringing home from
college for Thanksgiving, "My Mom gets up at four in the morning and bakes homemade pies, and then
she hand bastes a turkey for three hours and presses all the linens for the table." That would
mean I'd built a monument to myself. I just want him to want to come home. And then, if there is
anything more to say to his friend, he'd say, "You're gonna love it there!"
As mothers, we are building great cathedrals. We cannot be seen if we're doing it right. And one
day, it is very possible that the world will marvel, not only at what we have built, but at the
beauty that has been added to the world by the sacrifices of invisible mothers.
Share this with all the Invisible Moms you know...I just did.
To all the wonderful mothers out there... God bless and keep you!
The Invisible Mother...
It all began to make sense, the blank stares, the lack of response, the way one of the kids will
walk into the room while I'm on the phone and ask to be taken to the store. Inside I'm thinking,
"Can't you see I'm on the phone?"
Obviously not; no one can see if I'm on the phone, or cooking, or sweeping the floor, or
even standing on my head in the corner, because no one can see me at all. I'm invisible. The
invisible Mom. Some days I am only a pair of hands, nothing more! Can you fix this? Can you tie
this? Can you open this?
Some days I'm not a pair of hands; I'm not even a human being. I'm a clock to ask, "What time is
it?" I'm a satellite guide to answer, "What number is the Disney Channel"
Some days I'm a crystal ball; "Where's my other sock?, Where's my phone?, What's for
dinner?"
I was certain that these were the hands that once held books and the eyes that studied history,
music and literature -but now, they had disappeared into the peanut butter, never to be seen
again. She's going, she's going, she's gone!
One night, a group of us were having dinner, celebrating the return of a friend from
England . She had just gotten back from a fabulous trip, and she was going on and on about
the hotel she stayed in. I was sitting there, looking around at the others all put together so
well. It was hard not to compare and feel sorry for myself. I was feeling pretty pathetic, when
she turned to me with a beautifully wrapped package, and said, "I brought you this." It was a book
on the great cathedrals of Europe . I wasn't exactly sure why she'd given it to me until I read
her inscription: "With admiration for the greatness of what you are building when no one sees."
In the days ahead I would read - no, devour - the book. And I would discover what would become for
me, four life-changing truths, after which I could pattern my work:
1.) No one can say who built the great cathedrals - we have no record of their names.
2.) These builders gave their whole lives for a work they would never see finished.
3.) They made great sacrifices and expected no credit.
4.) The passion of their building was fueled by their faith that the eyes of God saw everything.
A story of legend in the book told of a rich man who came to visit the cathedral while it was
being built, and he saw a workman carving a tiny bird on the inside of a beam. He was puzzled and
asked the man, "Why are you spending so much time carving that bird into a beam that will be
covered by the roof, No one will ever see it." And the workman replied, "Because God sees."
I closed the book, feeling the missing piece fall into place. It was almost as if I heard God whispering to me, "I see you. I see the sacrifices you make every day, even when no one around you does."
No act of kindness you've done, no sequin you've sewn on, no cupcake you've baked, no
hockey/soccer/piano/Scout/school meeting, no last minute errand is too small for me to
notice and smile over. You are building a great cathedral, but you can't see right now what it
will become.
I keep the right perspective when I see myself as a great builder. As one of the people who show
up at a job that they will never see finished, to work on something that their name will never be
on. The writer of the book went so far as to say that no cathedrals could ever be built in our
lifetime because there are so few people willing to sacrifice to that degree.
When I really think about it, I don't want my son to tell the friend he's bringing home from
college for Thanksgiving, "My Mom gets up at four in the morning and bakes homemade pies, and then
she hand bastes a turkey for three hours and presses all the linens for the table." That would
mean I'd built a monument to myself. I just want him to want to come home. And then, if there is
anything more to say to his friend, he'd say, "You're gonna love it there!"
As mothers, we are building great cathedrals. We cannot be seen if we're doing it right. And one
day, it is very possible that the world will marvel, not only at what we have built, but at the
beauty that has been added to the world by the sacrifices of invisible mothers.
Share this with all the Invisible Moms you know...I just did.
To all the wonderful mothers out there... God bless and keep you!
Wednesday, October 5, 2011
I lost Jesus
ZACHISM:
So last night I took Zach to church, and a came on the radio and I started singing the chorus and Z goes "um mom you are way off key" (and I was I did it on purpose) so I changed my tune and go "better" he goes "much better yes"
Z-"and it annoys the Jesus out of me during praise and worship when people clap off beat, so I always have to ask him back at the end of service"
M-(i paused(cause it took me a minute to GET IT) and started laughing so hard, and was thinking OMG Zach has humor hahahahahah)
PS: speaking of Jesus I just finished reading "Heaven is for Real" definate MUST read!! very good!!! Loved it!! Now go read it!!
So last night I took Zach to church, and a came on the radio and I started singing the chorus and Z goes "um mom you are way off key" (and I was I did it on purpose) so I changed my tune and go "better" he goes "much better yes"
Z-"and it annoys the Jesus out of me during praise and worship when people clap off beat, so I always have to ask him back at the end of service"
M-(i paused(cause it took me a minute to GET IT) and started laughing so hard, and was thinking OMG Zach has humor hahahahahah)
PS: speaking of Jesus I just finished reading "Heaven is for Real" definate MUST read!! very good!!! Loved it!! Now go read it!!
Monday, October 3, 2011
Sunday Family Funday!!!
We went up on the Mesa with Itty Inda and Uncle Duffy, it was a fun relaxing day!! We ate lunch in the car cause it was raining--a nice cool rain!! The colors were amazing, then at Lands End we fed some chipmunks-kids loved that!! I tried and tried to get a good pic of all the kids together--didnt happen--oh well maybe next time!
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| hiking up a trail to the top to see the colors |
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| Itty Inda and B bringing up the rear |
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| Q on top of the world |
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| taking a break at the top |
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| wonder what he is thinking |
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| group shot |
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| everyone look here |
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| ta-da |
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| sisters :) |
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| yes another group shot |
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| picnic in the car cause it was raining on us |
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| feeding the chipmunks |
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| everyone look at me |
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| chipmunk eating out of Q's hand |
Changing of the Colors
one word: AMAZING!!! the colors were so bold and bright (I dont think I have ever seem them like this before!!) In some areas it looked so fake!!
Saturday, October 1, 2011
A girl, her dog and dirt
I gave up a long time ago with keeping B clean..she loves the dirt-which is good for as girly as she is!!
and Maggie is by her side the whole time she plays!!
Wednesday, September 28, 2011
is that banana bread good???
She was trying to keep me out of the kitchen, and was mad I caught her being sneaky....
she had gotten her own banana bread after I told her NO
why didnt I think of that??
well actually I have thought about it...but someone else made it happen and I am sssooo happy they did--hahah...although they are a bigger bite especially when dunking in milk..that's ok I will deal with it!!
Monday, September 26, 2011
Where are the pictures???
So it seems I never have my camera when we go to Auntie M's house...like the day Uncle Duffy was skateboarding with Q--forgot the camera AND this weekend when Auntie M was playing Twister with Aydan--forgot the camera (and it was very photo worthy--hahaha) we laughed so hard during that game--hahaha
NOTE to self--don't leave home without the camera!!!
NOTE to self--don't leave home without the camera!!!
Sunday, September 25, 2011
Homecoming 2011
Zach went to his first homecoming dance--he was so excited (not so much by all my pictures--haha) He came home said he had a blast!!
He cleans up pretty good!!!
He cleans up pretty good!!!
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| dad tie my tie |
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| seriously mom..stop with the pictures (ha) |
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