Monday, October 28, 2013
Sometimes I worry so much about my kids. This is an evil crazy world we live in and I can see that its only getting worse. I feel like I live in a bubble and the wickedness is far worse then I can even imagine, and here I brought 3 little people to live in this world. How are they going to survive? Then I read this tonight and it struck me so much I had to put it somewhere where where I can come back and read it again. President George Q. Cannon (1827–1901), First Counselor in the First Presidency: “God has reserved spirits for this dispensation who have the courage and determination to face the world, and all the powers of the evil one, visible and invisible, to proclaim the gospel and maintain the truth and establish and build up the Zion of our God fearless of all consequences. He has sent these spirits in this generation to lay the foundation of Zion never more to be overthrown, and to raise up a seed that will be righteous, and that will honor God, and honor Him supremely, and be obedient to Him under all circumstances.” I see these qualities already in my kids: determination, fearlessness, courage, a desire to do what is right. They really did come this way and its my job to help them hone those skills, to put them to good use towards the right cause. It doesnt lift the pressure I feel but it did help me see that they are ready for the fight. 7
Sunday, July 21, 2013
Christopher came home from working the night shift and came in and laid down. I was running on the treadmill, the kids were watching something on the TV really loud (since I was running). Claire went and rounded up all her babies and was having a tea party around him and Christopher fell asleep in like a second. With all the crazy around him he didnt budge. We love our Daddy and appreciate so much what he does for us.
My friend Renee and her two boys Micah and Peter and me and the kids have declared Friday Adventure Day. We have tried to take the kids out into nature and enjoy the fantastic things Maryland has to offer. It seems it does both our of souls good to get out into the air regardless if our kids like it or not. So far they've complied :) There are many nature centers around and we've tried to hit them all. This day however was particularly beautiful tromping through the forest. I kid you not, 2 miles from my house.
Sally and I decided we just needed to get away. And I think when Christopher offered to watch the kids so I could he thought I was just going to go home. But really, who wants to just go home when we can go somewhere else SO FUN. We decided a little beach, sun, and snorkel would be awesome so we headed to the Keys. Key Largo because of the great snorkeling. We laid around alot, ate alot of key lime pie, slept alot... relaxed a lot. It def needs to happen again!
Now this was my kind of 4th of July. The kind that starts early and ends super late and is packed with (almost) non stop action. Daddy had to moonlight this morning so he bailed for the mornings activities. So the kids and I started with an early morning pancake party at the church with raising the flag and some delish food that I didnt have to cook :) Then we rushed off to see the Towson Parade. I had left a blanket out the night before and grateful I did (and grateful no one stole it). But I was nervous about it so we got there very quickly and was able to rearrange and make everything just perfect for when Jen London and her kids joined us, Nyall also working. What do with do with these Dr Dads? People get sick on holidays too. They work so hard. The parade was medium. Lots of politicians in boring cars. Very little candy thrown, but enough to satisfy the kids. BUT B.U.T. there were lots and LOTS of bands. They were a BIG hit. Bag pipe bands, high school bands, college bands, random group bands, and Jackson was just thrilled. He really REALLY loves the drums (even pre parade he did but now he does even more). Every time a band came by Jack would stand out on the curb and march in place and just bang his air drums. The Towson University Band was one of the last ones and one of their drummers was Jack, broke formation and ran over with his huge drum and handed Jackson his drum sticks. OH MY GOSH. Jackson couldnt have been more thrilled. He quickly ran back to formation and just kept playing with apparently an extra set. Oh but Jack was just in Heaven. And really, so was his Mamma. That young man was so kind to even notice Jack but to give up his sticks like that, I know they wear them out and can replace them easily, it was just such a kind gesture. I guess thats what it feels like when you see other people going out of their way to love your own children.
After the parade we came home, had a quick lunch, and MANDATORY naps for everyone, mommy included. Daddy joined us at lunch time. We all slept till 4 when the Londons came over again and we had a bounce house, pool, waterslide party. The kids played in the water for 5 hours straight. In the mean time the adults, including Nyall who finally made it, and our favorite missionaries came over for a fantastic BBQ. Steak, Baltimore Blue Crabs, fresh grilled zucchini from the garden, potato salad, fresh strawberry lemonade... Oh we dined well. Then we started the strawberry peach cobbler in the dutch oven and icecream in the icecream maker and just hung out. We had to finally DRAG the kids out of the water to get ready for fireworks. Which, guess what, we can actually see from our back yard, but we walked the whole block to the park and got a spot on the blanket. The kids caught fireflies and played with the glow in the dark rings we brought. Then at 9:30 the great show began. Really great show for just being our little neighborhood. We made it back to the house and ate dessert while we let off our own boxes of fireworks combined with some neighbors. The kids finally were put to bed (against all resistance) at 11 pm. Mommy and Daddy crashed at 12:30. I dont know if the Londons are going to want to party with us again any time soon, I may have just warn them right out. But it really truly couldnt have been a better day!
|Jackson practicing his drums|
|The drum sticks from Towson U. HAPPY HAPPY BOY.|