"There is seemingly no end to our expansive capacity to love."- Paul E Koelliker
In a single sentence I think that covers mother's day.
May you have a loving Mother's Day too.
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Sunday, May 13, 2012
Saturday, December 25, 2010
On average each person got 6 pairs of socks, 1 candy cane, and 2 books, or 1 book and 1 toy, Galen and Dad also got a tie. And just to make it more fun, 1 of the books of each of the kids over 8 is on puberty.Friday, December 24, 2010
I returned all the toys,
I threw away all the candy,
I recycled the ribbons
and called them quiet handy
(need a picture of some children tied and gagged with Christmas ribbon)
I was tired of the noise,
the cries for new toys,
the living room hip deep in
debris from the boys
the cute little girl in tutus galore
is using my coat to mop up the floor
my boots have been pooped on,
blame the small pup
who was not brought out soon enough after he supped .
But the thing that really gets me, today of all days
was getting my car stuck in the driveway
and why this peeved me beyond all exception
is that I had requested it be shoveled
by the boys, no exemption!
But alas, they did not do any of the chores I required
to earn the dear the toys their hearts have desired
and when Christmas comes tomorrow, yipee!
they will run to their stocking, and what will they see?
nothing but socks, half a dozen pairs per kid
and the whining will start, and they will flip their lid
even though we warned them, and often had said
that kid who do no chores, get pairs of socks instead.
so unless your feet are ridiculously cold
you better shut, listen and so as you're told.
Tuesday, December 14, 2010
snarky comments ahead
This story was emailed me today. My comments are in red.
A Christmas Story
Christmas time always seems to have its share of hustle and bustle. Between the shopping got that done early via internet, kept it simple, parties yeah, enough of those, extra cooking, not really, as I basically cook everything from scratch anyways cleaning and decorating I gave up on this category the year my children stomped all the Christmas ornaments in November, there doesn't seem to be enough time for the really important things that should accompany the holidays uh make time for it. Last year was especially hectic. I was working part_time in addition to being a mommy of five children sounds normal. I was serving in the Young Women's Presidency and had a lot of responsibilities there. My husband had gone back to school to further his degree yup we are there too, so money was really tight when isn't it?. Our five children were in need of a lot of things that year, but of course, their Christmas "wish lists" weren’t full of necessities. They were full of wants nobody wants mittens or a sweater unless they have gone without. I was really struggling with how I was going to make THIS Christmas "as good" as previous years obviously she has never had an autistic child to completely ruins her holidays. We focus on surviving the changes in schedules. In other words, how was I going to fulfill all of their Christmas wishes don't even try, bake homemade gifts for all the neighbors and fami1y this year I am passing out unbaked mixes, and make sure my home looked like it was taken out of Martha Stewart's magazine? hum, let's revisited stomped ornaments and broken Christmas trees and ripped up presents, pretty is just not a priority around here. I just wasn't sure if I could do it all this year. I'm not sure if I can do it all with out most of the things on your list. In other words I would feel a complete disconnect with you right now and stop reading, but I'm having to much fun being snarky because I am ornery at the stubbornness of the men and young men in my life right now so I will continue to add my comments to what is set up to otherwise be a touching story.
I said as much to my visiting Teachers when they came for their visit early in December. I had almost canceled our appointment that morning, thinking that it was just "one more thing" to fit into my busy day. It was a relief, however, to be able to share my frustrations with them, to know that I wasn't alone. We visited, and they shared a wonderful message about the Savior. It was the little boost I needed for the day. I needed something more to sustain me through the rest of the holidays, however. As these dear, faithful friends were leaving, Carolyn gave me a small gift. She told me that I couldn't open it until Christmas day, so I put it under the tree. It looked a little bit lonely there, as I hadn't had time to wrap any other gifts yet. Wow it stayed there and wasn't destroyed instantly?
Sundays and church were always uplifting, that's because you are not stuck in nursery alone repeating the same lesson for the third time but through the week those feelings of peace would quickly dissipate as the stress of the season came back. On the thirteenth day of December, however, we received a surprise. After dinner, there was a little knock on the door. When my daughter, Stephanie, went to answer the door, there was no one there. A few minutes later, the same thing happened. This time my son James opened the door. His eyes must have been a little sharper, though, because he found the little gift wrapped in white tissue paper lying on the doorstep. Taped to the simple package was a note that read, "To the Dawsons on the First Day of Christmas." My children were delighted. We had done the 12 days of Christmas for other families before, but we had never been the recipient of the fun. James quickly opened the package and out tumbled a little sheep. It was only a few inches high, but we gave it an important place on our mantle. baaa
The next night, a little shepherd boy appeared wrapped up on our doorstep, followed by the three wise men the following three nights. We quickly understood that this was a Nativity set that we were being given. Every night, my family would gather around to see which of the Nativity figurines we would receive and add to our mantle. James and his two younger brothers would stand guard at the window every evening trying to "catch" the culprits, but they never did. The days ticked down to Christmas Eve and we had received every figure for our Nativity set except for the little baby Jesus. As we shared our evening together, reading the story of the Savior’s birth from the scriptures and singing hymns I wish my kids would sing, they would rather hide under the kitchen table and Christmas carols, the anticipation of the imminent arrival of the baby Jesus grew. We couldn't wait for him to come.
Somehow, that small reminder we had received every day on our doorstep helped to turn our hearts around to the real meaning of Christmas. I had noticed the children had been kinder to each other and had been more willing to help out without so much grumbling and complaining. And now, there was no talk of what Santa was going to bring we gave up on santa years ago. The talk was "Where was Jesus?" James checked the doorstep every few minutes, but nothing. It was getting late, almost time for bed, and Jesus still wasn't there. Finally, bedtime could wait no longer, and my husband and I tried to explain to the children that perhaps the family who had been delivering the gifts had gone out of town for Christmas or was busy with their own family. That didn't seem to pacify the children. As I tucked my 3 year old daughter into bed, with tears in her eyes she said, "We can't have Christmas without Jesus." I had to fight back my own tears as I kissed her goodnight and wished her a Merry Christmas.
The next morning was chaos, of course, with everyone opening their gifts and showing what they had received. As the gift giving died down, I went into the kitchen to start on breakfast. Stephanie called me back in with "Mom, there's another gift for you." I went back to the tree and found the little gift from my visiting teacher. I had completely forgotten about it as it had been pushed to the very back of the tree as more and more presents were added. I opened the gift and just stared. There, wrapped in a little note, was the little figure of baby Jesus. The note said, "I was here all the time."
No other gift I received that year meant more to me than the anticipation my family and I felt every evening as we waited for Jesus to arrive, and then the peace we received realizing that He was always there with or without all the other Christmas chaos.
A Christmas Story
Christmas time always seems to have its share of hustle and bustle. Between the shopping got that done early via internet, kept it simple, parties yeah, enough of those, extra cooking, not really, as I basically cook everything from scratch anyways cleaning and decorating I gave up on this category the year my children stomped all the Christmas ornaments in November, there doesn't seem to be enough time for the really important things that should accompany the holidays uh make time for it. Last year was especially hectic. I was working part_time in addition to being a mommy of five children sounds normal. I was serving in the Young Women's Presidency and had a lot of responsibilities there. My husband had gone back to school to further his degree yup we are there too, so money was really tight when isn't it?. Our five children were in need of a lot of things that year, but of course, their Christmas "wish lists" weren’t full of necessities. They were full of wants nobody wants mittens or a sweater unless they have gone without. I was really struggling with how I was going to make THIS Christmas "as good" as previous years obviously she has never had an autistic child to completely ruins her holidays. We focus on surviving the changes in schedules. In other words, how was I going to fulfill all of their Christmas wishes don't even try, bake homemade gifts for all the neighbors and fami1y this year I am passing out unbaked mixes, and make sure my home looked like it was taken out of Martha Stewart's magazine? hum, let's revisited stomped ornaments and broken Christmas trees and ripped up presents, pretty is just not a priority around here. I just wasn't sure if I could do it all this year. I'm not sure if I can do it all with out most of the things on your list. In other words I would feel a complete disconnect with you right now and stop reading, but I'm having to much fun being snarky because I am ornery at the stubbornness of the men and young men in my life right now so I will continue to add my comments to what is set up to otherwise be a touching story.
I said as much to my visiting Teachers when they came for their visit early in December. I had almost canceled our appointment that morning, thinking that it was just "one more thing" to fit into my busy day. It was a relief, however, to be able to share my frustrations with them, to know that I wasn't alone. We visited, and they shared a wonderful message about the Savior. It was the little boost I needed for the day. I needed something more to sustain me through the rest of the holidays, however. As these dear, faithful friends were leaving, Carolyn gave me a small gift. She told me that I couldn't open it until Christmas day, so I put it under the tree. It looked a little bit lonely there, as I hadn't had time to wrap any other gifts yet. Wow it stayed there and wasn't destroyed instantly?
Sundays and church were always uplifting, that's because you are not stuck in nursery alone repeating the same lesson for the third time but through the week those feelings of peace would quickly dissipate as the stress of the season came back. On the thirteenth day of December, however, we received a surprise. After dinner, there was a little knock on the door. When my daughter, Stephanie, went to answer the door, there was no one there. A few minutes later, the same thing happened. This time my son James opened the door. His eyes must have been a little sharper, though, because he found the little gift wrapped in white tissue paper lying on the doorstep. Taped to the simple package was a note that read, "To the Dawsons on the First Day of Christmas." My children were delighted. We had done the 12 days of Christmas for other families before, but we had never been the recipient of the fun. James quickly opened the package and out tumbled a little sheep. It was only a few inches high, but we gave it an important place on our mantle. baaa
The next night, a little shepherd boy appeared wrapped up on our doorstep, followed by the three wise men the following three nights. We quickly understood that this was a Nativity set that we were being given. Every night, my family would gather around to see which of the Nativity figurines we would receive and add to our mantle. James and his two younger brothers would stand guard at the window every evening trying to "catch" the culprits, but they never did. The days ticked down to Christmas Eve and we had received every figure for our Nativity set except for the little baby Jesus. As we shared our evening together, reading the story of the Savior’s birth from the scriptures and singing hymns I wish my kids would sing, they would rather hide under the kitchen table and Christmas carols, the anticipation of the imminent arrival of the baby Jesus grew. We couldn't wait for him to come.
Somehow, that small reminder we had received every day on our doorstep helped to turn our hearts around to the real meaning of Christmas. I had noticed the children had been kinder to each other and had been more willing to help out without so much grumbling and complaining. And now, there was no talk of what Santa was going to bring we gave up on santa years ago. The talk was "Where was Jesus?" James checked the doorstep every few minutes, but nothing. It was getting late, almost time for bed, and Jesus still wasn't there. Finally, bedtime could wait no longer, and my husband and I tried to explain to the children that perhaps the family who had been delivering the gifts had gone out of town for Christmas or was busy with their own family. That didn't seem to pacify the children. As I tucked my 3 year old daughter into bed, with tears in her eyes she said, "We can't have Christmas without Jesus." I had to fight back my own tears as I kissed her goodnight and wished her a Merry Christmas.
The next morning was chaos, of course, with everyone opening their gifts and showing what they had received. As the gift giving died down, I went into the kitchen to start on breakfast. Stephanie called me back in with "Mom, there's another gift for you." I went back to the tree and found the little gift from my visiting teacher. I had completely forgotten about it as it had been pushed to the very back of the tree as more and more presents were added. I opened the gift and just stared. There, wrapped in a little note, was the little figure of baby Jesus. The note said, "I was here all the time."
No other gift I received that year meant more to me than the anticipation my family and I felt every evening as we waited for Jesus to arrive, and then the peace we received realizing that He was always there with or without all the other Christmas chaos.
Saturday, October 30, 2010
halloween grinch
Ever feel like a Grinch?
I have a holiday I hate the most.
It is halloween. Why should any one go around dressed up as something they are not just to beg for candy?
I hate people giving kids (My kids especially) anything that is full of sugar and artificial colors and flavors. I am also no fan of anything gruesome. But if you really want gruesome you should have been with us last night.
We went to our church's halloween party- it was a chili cookoff (ie all the chilis you can eat) and then unlimited sweets for kids with some nice crafty activities.
the gruesomeness came in when my dear 5 year, who had a lot of sweets at school, ate someone's chili and chips and lots of candy and then started running around. He also started barfing. He barfed 3 times before he told me- all over the floors. And whole he was barfing he was still trying to eat another cupcake.
I am kinda surprised there wasn't more kids barfing by bedtime. but as any good parents we took the candy away.
one amazing thing to me is how much people are willing to spend on the opportunity to go begging door to door for candy. they can spend an unlimited amount on costumes, candy, bags, and gas that night. I also read the kids are something like 10 times more likely to be in a traffic accident on Halloween then any other day of the year.
Halloween is supposed to be scary and tricky and dark. Imitating evil spirits and all sorts of gore.
Yup so call me a grinch. i just don't get why anyone would want the halloween spirit in their lives. At least christmas is suposed to be joyful adn sharing.
I have a holiday I hate the most.
It is halloween. Why should any one go around dressed up as something they are not just to beg for candy?
I hate people giving kids (My kids especially) anything that is full of sugar and artificial colors and flavors. I am also no fan of anything gruesome. But if you really want gruesome you should have been with us last night.
We went to our church's halloween party- it was a chili cookoff (ie all the chilis you can eat) and then unlimited sweets for kids with some nice crafty activities.
the gruesomeness came in when my dear 5 year, who had a lot of sweets at school, ate someone's chili and chips and lots of candy and then started running around. He also started barfing. He barfed 3 times before he told me- all over the floors. And whole he was barfing he was still trying to eat another cupcake.
I am kinda surprised there wasn't more kids barfing by bedtime. but as any good parents we took the candy away.
one amazing thing to me is how much people are willing to spend on the opportunity to go begging door to door for candy. they can spend an unlimited amount on costumes, candy, bags, and gas that night. I also read the kids are something like 10 times more likely to be in a traffic accident on Halloween then any other day of the year.
Halloween is supposed to be scary and tricky and dark. Imitating evil spirits and all sorts of gore.
Yup so call me a grinch. i just don't get why anyone would want the halloween spirit in their lives. At least christmas is suposed to be joyful adn sharing.
Friday, December 25, 2009
Christmas Spirit
Yesterday I saw Christmas. I got my car stuck trying to get out of an unplowed driveway and before I could call someone for help, 2 cars stopped and help me push my car back on the road. I think the amazingly quick response of the two different sets of strangers was a sample of the True Spirit of Christmas. If only we could all remember and do that everyday!
Thursday, December 24, 2009
Christmas Rollercoaster
Tonight, as we lit the dinner candles and turned off the light, we actually had a few moments of reverence. The kids felt awe. They were polite and asked for things nicely at the table. If that is what it is like to eat in the dark- then maybe we will do it more often. :)
But no worries- they made up for it big time after wards. The did the dishes quickly with almost no fighting- I even got them to sing for their right to open presents. But when the presents were open all *ell broke loose. I had 3 kids screaming at the top of their lungs. 2 because they didn't get the $90 toy the wanted and the third because she couldn't hold the doll fast enough(it was all strapped in to the package).
The doll was easy to take care of, but the other two... I should have thrown out in the snow for being ungrateful. Clay was having a first class melt down- I still don't know what his problem was. I wonder if he was trying to act like his brother. Ewan was the one who was pouting and fussing at not getting his $90 toy. I have warned the kids all year that I was not buying toys for Christmas (especially not expensive ones). It took him about an hour to calm down and began to realize how awesome the tool set I got for him was. Then he nailed up a letter holder on the wall that he got Dad for Christmas and enjoyed discussing the tree forts he could build. Right now he is hammering on something up in his bedroom.
I am not sure if I want to find out what it is.
But no worries- they made up for it big time after wards. The did the dishes quickly with almost no fighting- I even got them to sing for their right to open presents. But when the presents were open all *ell broke loose. I had 3 kids screaming at the top of their lungs. 2 because they didn't get the $90 toy the wanted and the third because she couldn't hold the doll fast enough(it was all strapped in to the package).
The doll was easy to take care of, but the other two... I should have thrown out in the snow for being ungrateful. Clay was having a first class melt down- I still don't know what his problem was. I wonder if he was trying to act like his brother. Ewan was the one who was pouting and fussing at not getting his $90 toy. I have warned the kids all year that I was not buying toys for Christmas (especially not expensive ones). It took him about an hour to calm down and began to realize how awesome the tool set I got for him was. Then he nailed up a letter holder on the wall that he got Dad for Christmas and enjoyed discussing the tree forts he could build. Right now he is hammering on something up in his bedroom.
I am not sure if I want to find out what it is.
Monday, October 19, 2009
Magic is in the air
or at least the aroma of a wonderful chocolate birthday cake. After I let Shanny taste that magic by spoon she followed me around with her little mouth open.
Wow- have we been busy lately. Every weekend for the last 2 months has been booked. This week my kids learned a lot about the cultural formalities that surround them. They attended a very traditional Lutheran funeral (complete with hotdish, rolls and red jello for lunch) and then a wedding.
This week we hope to tone things down again and get back into home making and family routines.... try to get that bedtime thing happening :)
Wow- have we been busy lately. Every weekend for the last 2 months has been booked. This week my kids learned a lot about the cultural formalities that surround them. They attended a very traditional Lutheran funeral (complete with hotdish, rolls and red jello for lunch) and then a wedding.
This week we hope to tone things down again and get back into home making and family routines.... try to get that bedtime thing happening :)
Monday, December 15, 2008
12 Days Of Christmas
On the first day of Christmas my children gave to me A wiggly Shanny waiting for me.
On the 2nd day of Christmas my children gave to me 2 chewed on fingers and a wiggly Shanny waiting for me.
On the 3rd day of Christmas my children gave to me a 3 hour nap time, 2 chewed on fingers and a wiggly Shanny waiting for me.
On the 4th day of Christmas my children gave to me 4 matching faces, 3 hour nap time, 2 chewed on fingers and a wiggly Shanny waiting for me.
Sunday, December 14, 2008
12 Days Of Christmas (cont)
On the 5th day of Christmas my children gave to me 5 little piggies! 4 matching faces, 3 hour naptime, 2 chewed on fingers and a wiggly Shanny waiting for me.
On the 6th day of Christmas my children gave to me 6 birthday candles. 5 little piggies! 4 matching faces, 3 hour naptime, 2 chewed on fingers and a wiggly Shanny waiting for me.
On the 7th day of Christmas my children gave to me 7 sinks of dishes, 6 birthday candles. 5 little piggies! 4 matching faces, 3 hour naptime, 2 chewed on fingers and a wiggly Shanny waiting for me.
On the 8th day of Christmas my children gave to me 8 answered questions, 7 sinks of dishes, 6 birthday candles. 5 little piggies! 4 matching faces, 3 hour naptime, 2 chewed on fingers and a wiggly Shanny waiting for me.
12 Days Of Christmas (cont)
On the 9th day of Christmas my children gave to me 9 loads of Laundry. 8 answered questions, 7 sinks of dishes, 6 birthday candles, 5 little piggies, 4 matching faces, 3 hour nap time, 2 chewed on fingers and a wiggly Shann
y waiting for me.
Oh the 10th day of Christmas my children gave to me "just 10 minutes longer." 9 loads of laundry. 8 answered questions, 7 sinks of dishes, 6 birthday candles, 5 little piggies, 4 matching faces, 3 hour nap time, 2 chewed on fingers and a wiggly Shanny waiting for me.
On t
he 11th day 11 scripture readings, 10 minutes longer, 9 loads of laundry, 8 answered questions, 7 sinks of dishes, 6 birthday candles, 5 little piggies, 4 matching faces, 3 hour nap time, 2 chewed on fingers and a wiggly Shanny waiting for me.
On the 12th day of Christmas my children gave to me 12 lego creations!
11 scripture readings, 10 minutes longer, 9 loads of laundry. 8 answered questions, 7 sinks of dishes, 6 birthday candles, 5 little piggies, 4 matching faces, 3 hour nap time, 2 chewed on fingers and a wiggly Shanny waiting for me.
On the 1
2th day of Christmas my children gave to me 12 lego creations!
11 scripture readings, 10 minutes lon
ger, 9 loads of laundry. 8 answered questions, 7 sinks of dishes, 6 birthday candles, 5 little piggies, 4 matching faces, 3 hour nap time, 2 chewed on fingers and a wiggly Shanny waiting for me.
y waiting for me.Oh the 10th day of Christmas my children gave to me "just 10 minutes longer." 9 loads of laundry. 8 answered questions, 7 sinks of dishes, 6 birthday candles, 5 little piggies, 4 matching faces, 3 hour nap time, 2 chewed on fingers and a wiggly Shanny waiting for me.
On t
he 11th day 11 scripture readings, 10 minutes longer, 9 loads of laundry, 8 answered questions, 7 sinks of dishes, 6 birthday candles, 5 little piggies, 4 matching faces, 3 hour nap time, 2 chewed on fingers and a wiggly Shanny waiting for me.On the 12th day of Christmas my children gave to me 12 lego creations!
11 scripture readings, 10 minutes longer, 9 loads of laundry. 8 answered questions, 7 sinks of dishes, 6 birthday candles, 5 little piggies, 4 matching faces, 3 hour nap time, 2 chewed on fingers and a wiggly Shanny waiting for me.
On the 1
2th day of Christmas my children gave to me 12 lego creations!11 scripture readings, 10 minutes lon
ger, 9 loads of laundry. 8 answered questions, 7 sinks of dishes, 6 birthday candles, 5 little piggies, 4 matching faces, 3 hour nap time, 2 chewed on fingers and a wiggly Shanny waiting for me.
Tuesday, November 25, 2008
Kids are so Funny
especially when they think they're being sneaky.
I let the boys loose last night with some items like fake holly berries, ribbons and glitter to make some Christmas ornaments. After I showed them what my plans were I told them they were welcome to be creative with theirs. And they were.
about an hour later, I heard them snickering and whispering. "we'll put it over their beds, that way Mom and Dad will have to kiss ALL night."
They made some "mistletoe " and hung it over our bed.
So later, Galen and I sat down on the bed to read him a story and I had to tease him "So, Do I get to kiss you? we're under the mistletoe."
Galen said "for my it just means that I smile at you."
I let the boys loose last night with some items like fake holly berries, ribbons and glitter to make some Christmas ornaments. After I showed them what my plans were I told them they were welcome to be creative with theirs. And they were.
about an hour later, I heard them snickering and whispering. "we'll put it over their beds, that way Mom and Dad will have to kiss ALL night."
They made some "mistletoe " and hung it over our bed.
So later, Galen and I sat down on the bed to read him a story and I had to tease him "So, Do I get to kiss you? we're under the mistletoe."
Galen said "for my it just means that I smile at you."
Thursday, November 20, 2008
Christmas lists
For Christmas we are doing a name draw amongst my siblings and their children.
For their convenience here is who they got.
Galen will give a gift to Oz
Ewan will give a gift to Sky
Ian will give a gift to Rochester
Clayton will give a gift to Kirsten
Shannon will give a gift to Kristen
Jake will give a gift to Trishelle
Kristen will give a gift to Clay
Sky will give a gift to Ewan
Kirsten will give a gift to Riley
Oz will give a gift to Ian
Chester will give a gift to Galen
Riley will give a gift to Jake
Trishelle will give a gift to Shannon
For Adults:
Raya will give to Amy
Mike will Give to Catherine
Catherine will give to Colin
Mat will give to Raya
Amy will give to Mike
Colin will give to Mat
Do not worry about the price of your gift- making it fun or thoughtful or useful is more important. Homemade, second hand, and creative gifts are encouraged. Feel free to help your children.
For their convenience here is who they got.
Galen will give a gift to Oz
Ewan will give a gift to Sky
Ian will give a gift to Rochester
Clayton will give a gift to Kirsten
Shannon will give a gift to Kristen
Jake will give a gift to Trishelle
Kristen will give a gift to Clay
Sky will give a gift to Ewan
Kirsten will give a gift to Riley
Oz will give a gift to Ian
Chester will give a gift to Galen
Riley will give a gift to Jake
Trishelle will give a gift to Shannon
For Adults:
Raya will give to Amy
Mike will Give to Catherine
Catherine will give to Colin
Mat will give to Raya
Amy will give to Mike
Colin will give to Mat
Do not worry about the price of your gift- making it fun or thoughtful or useful is more important. Homemade, second hand, and creative gifts are encouraged. Feel free to help your children.
Friday, November 07, 2008
it that season
yup the time when people are thinking about Christmas gifts. I am hoping that all the cousins can draw names and or adults. Please post your lists soon- I like having everything done before December.
I would love it if we could draw names this week end !!
So in cause you think about my family here is our ideas list:
Raya-
wood cutting boards
hand held blender
glass bowls- mixing
box of mason jars and lids
food processor
stone ware pizza pan
wood meat hammer
yogurt incubator
Mike-
Gift certificate for art supply store- Utrecht is a good one
homestead tools- like shovels, rakes, saws and stuff.
He wears a XXL tall.
Galen-
star wars- wants kids novels with pictures
lion king stuff
legos
sensory stimulation/ fulfillment items
He wears an adult S.
Ewan-
legos- MTT troop Carrier
republic gun ship (lego thing)
tornado kit
clay for sculpting/molding
art supplies
He wears a size 8.
Ian-
wants tools and a place to use them.
He wears a size 7.
Clay-
loves balls
maybe a simple game like Candy Land
organic bubble bath
he wears a size 5.
Shannon is just getting ready for toys. She only have a small handful since they don't survive the boys very well.
She will be 6 months old at Christmas.
If you are buying clothes for her consider that she will be wearing 18m size at Christmas, 2T this spring and probably 3T for next fall.
I would love it if we could draw names this week end !!
So in cause you think about my family here is our ideas list:
Raya-
wood cutting boards
hand held blender
glass bowls- mixing
box of mason jars and lids
food processor
stone ware pizza pan
wood meat hammer
yogurt incubator
Mike-
Gift certificate for art supply store- Utrecht is a good one
homestead tools- like shovels, rakes, saws and stuff.
He wears a XXL tall.
Galen-
star wars- wants kids novels with pictures
lion king stuff
legos
sensory stimulation/ fulfillment items
He wears an adult S.
Ewan-
legos- MTT troop Carrier
republic gun ship (lego thing)
tornado kit
clay for sculpting/molding
art supplies
He wears a size 8.
Ian-
wants tools and a place to use them.
He wears a size 7.
Clay-
loves balls
maybe a simple game like Candy Land
organic bubble bath
he wears a size 5.
Shannon is just getting ready for toys. She only have a small handful since they don't survive the boys very well.
She will be 6 months old at Christmas.
If you are buying clothes for her consider that she will be wearing 18m size at Christmas, 2T this spring and probably 3T for next fall.
Wednesday, July 02, 2008
sparklers
Here we see Chester giving up his opportunity for a sparkler. And then Amy and her little Kristin reaching for one and then Clay and his.
Tuesday, July 01, 2008
Clay is 3 years old!
My Clay baby turned 3 today!
We had a family gathering at my parent's cabin for him, with a BBQ, fireworks, cakes and lots and lots of cousins.
Here is his birthday cake- double chocolate and triple berry.
Notice how Ewan is carefully guarding it.
Next we have Clay in the middle of all his presents. He got a ball today, and because the ball got some frosting on it, Clay refused to have any cake until we had it all cleaned off. And then we see the lineup for sparklers and Galen getting his sparkler.
Sunday, June 29, 2008
Weekend Update
Shannon went to church today in a pink little dress, tights and matching ballet slipper type shoes. It is too bad you can't see her tights in this picture, they are rather cute, but Shannon is still really good at tucking her long little legs under her. The dress actually only reached to her hips- even though it is sized as 6 months.She slept through church, eating a few times, but never opening her eyes.
Yesterday Shannon slept while her grandfather was cut in half. All the boys were besides themselves watching the man saw right through him.
The rest of the Pine River fest activities were mostly canceled because of rain, hail and wind. However, they boys did see the parade... and Mike swears he will not take them to another parade for at least a year.
Saturday, November 17, 2007
Christmas Wish list
For those who wish to have a guide.
Galen: Care Bears- glow in the dark "Share Bear". Star Wars Lego N-1 Naboo star fighter with vulture droid
Ian: Marble race way, Thomas and friends stuff, glow in the dark care bear
Ewan: Darth Vader Stuff, rabbit, glow in dark dinosaur, street sweeper lego, something to camouflages, parashoots
Clay: Ride on or pull behind toy, he loves to color, play with the kitty and have books read to him.
General idea: art supplies (no paint please), books, activity kits
Mom: a quiet afternoon, solar heated house, larger water heater, a few more bedrooms, a clean house, (ok, so now I am dreaming), good bike, fresh organic tomatoes,
Dad: I'll have to ask him- more later
Galen: Care Bears- glow in the dark "Share Bear". Star Wars Lego N-1 Naboo star fighter with vulture droid
Ian: Marble race way, Thomas and friends stuff, glow in the dark care bear
Ewan: Darth Vader Stuff, rabbit, glow in dark dinosaur, street sweeper lego, something to camouflages, parashoots
Clay: Ride on or pull behind toy, he loves to color, play with the kitty and have books read to him.
General idea: art supplies (no paint please), books, activity kits
Mom: a quiet afternoon, solar heated house, larger water heater, a few more bedrooms, a clean house, (ok, so now I am dreaming), good bike, fresh organic tomatoes,
Dad: I'll have to ask him- more later
Wednesday, July 04, 2007
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