Sunday, June 28, 2009
We will start with the serious one. Today, as we were pulling out of the church parking lot, we saw a woman walking down the street with her 3 small girls. We decided we should stop and see if they wanted a ride, assuming they were probably close to home, but wanting to offer regardless. The mother hesitated briefly, until she realized I knew her daughter, who was in one of my former primary classes.
So we piled everyone into the car and I sat in the back with the girls so the mom could give Jared directions. To my surprise, it was about a 10 minute drive, which would have been quite the walk for anyone, much less with 3 small children.
So the point of this story is not to "toot my own horn" for giving a ride....not by a long shot! I was blown away by the dedication of this woman. I don't know her story. I don't know if she walked to church. I don't know if they make that walk frequently, or where her husband was.
What I do know is more Sunday mornings than I am willing to admit I wake up thinking, "I am TOO TIRED to go to church...yesterday was too busy, I just want to lay in bed ALL DAY...Ugh, I have to wake Kerrigan up and get her ready and DRIVE all the way to church...etc."
Do I eventually get out of bed? Yes. Does my attitude change once I have left the comforts of my bed? Definitely! Do I always see blessings in my life because I went? OF COURSE!!!!
...I wonder if I would do the same way if circumstances were different. Is the "fire" strong enough in me that I would do whatever it took to attend church?
I would like to think that I would, but I am not sure. However, I learned today I need to make some changes. I am determined to get to a place where every Sunday I wake up and rejoice in the fact that I have the opportunity to attend church.
I am not sure what it will take, but I feel like today I took the first step!
NOW TO LIGHTEN THE MOOD....
I was a substitute in the Valiant 9 class. These kids are hilarious! It was seriously like night and day from teaching sunbeams (not that I didn't enjoy my 3 year olds).
I didn't teach the lesson- although Patricia did an amazing job!- I just sat in for some very unnecessary crowd control...they were such good kids.
Anyways, while discussing where good people who sometimes make bad choices go, the little girl sitting next to me leans over and whispers, "I think that is where Michael Jackson went".
Out of the mouths' of babes, people, out of the mouths' of babes!
Monday, June 22, 2009
This is my favorite picture of my dad...if you know him at all you know this is classic goofy Wayne! He doesn't look at all excited to hand me over to someone else, does he?Not only is he an amazing husband and father...he is also a terrific grandpa- a triple threat, if you will. Not at all above getting his hands dirty to show the grand kids a good time!
So I love the coloring on this one...unfortunately I didn't take notes as to how I did it and am struggling to replicate- oops!
Tuesday, June 16, 2009
Well for the past 2 years I have been lucky enough to have a friend just like that.
There are many reasons the Moffitts are on my list of favorite people. I would like to share a few.
1. They are a major part of almost every East Coast adventure we have had.
2. They love Kerrigan. They even changed their plans for going out of town so they could be here when we blessed her. She loves her Aunt Ami and Uncle Matt.
3. They are willing to be crazy with us. When we say, "Let's dress up for this party"...THEY DELIVER!!!!
Ok, that's not actually how that happened, but I really like this picture and really wanted to share it : )
4. They like to watch horrible movies with us. Once we watched a documentary about King Toads. It was AWFUL. We like to joke about it, it was so bad. We are going to miss that!
So now that you know why we love them so much, I get to break your heart. A mere 17 days ago, Matt was offered a job in Phoenix. By Friday they will be gone : (
We are so sad to see you guys go! We have had some great times and will miss you so much! Thank goodness you will be living so close to my family so we will still be able to see you at least a few time a year!
They let me take some "Farewell Connecticut" pictures. Here are some of my favorites:
Wednesday, June 10, 2009
She is constantly making noise. Her sounds of choice are O , Ma, Ba and her newest edition Da (though we haven't got her to say Dada yet, sorry Jared).
Last night we were driving in the car, and she was talking up a storm. Out of no where we hear our patriotic daughter shout out O-Ba-Ma. Apparently we have a mini- Democrat on our hands!
Great grandpa Rulon would be so proud.
K also had her 6 month appointment a couple of days ago. She now weighs 15 lbs 10 oz and is 25 1/2 inches (I think, I don't have the #'s in front of me).
...scooch across the floor at a rate invisible to the naked eye. Not so much because she is too fast to see, she has just mastered the art of being subtle. I can put her down, and literally stand there and watch her and still not be able to tell you how she got from point A to point B. My own little Houdini.
Saturday, June 6, 2009
Today marks the halfway point to your first year of life. It has flown by so quickly, yet at the same time I can't seem to remember what life was like before you were part of it!
One of the happiest moments of my life was when we found out you were finally on your way. We had hoped and prayed for you for you for so long. I can honestly say you were worth every tear shed and every second spent pleading with Father in Heaven to send you to us!
I remember finding out you were a girl. I was a little worried your dad would be disappointed, but when the nurse said, "Its a girl!" I watched tears of joy stream down his face. I had secretly wanted a girl all along, and could barely contain my excitement. Daddy and I ran straight to the store to pick out your first outfit...he wouldn't let me get anything that didn't have pink on it- his little girl was going to be ALL girl!
You waited to kick until you were big and enough that both of us could experience the first time together. Words cannot describe what we felt the day you were born. The second you arrived, we both knew our lives had changed for the better. You make us better people as we strive to be the best parents we can be!
I love everything about you. I love listening to you jibber jabber all day. I love how your smile can make even the grumpiest stranger light up. I love how your laugh is absolutely contagious.
I love how you let me sleep in the morning, even though you are laying awake next to me. I love how you grab my face with those dimpled hands when you are ready for me to wake up.
I love the look on your face when Daddy walks through the door after work.
I love how your chubby feet barely fit into shoes. I love watching your eyes as you explore and discover the world around you.
You are the most precious person in the world and I LOVE LOVE LOVE you SO SO SO much. Happy 1/2 birthday!