Friday, November 30, 2012

Thanksgiving 2012

We had Thanksgiving down in Casa Grande this year.  Ryan and Stacey flew in so we were all able to be together.  Everyone arrived Wednesday night and we all had a great time together.  It's nice now that everyone is older and gets along so much better than we did before!  I think it's safe to say that we made it through a get-together without any fights!!
You'll notice a new face in these photos.  Eric invited his girlfriend Arika down to spend the holiday with us.  She fit right in - although his nerdy shirt didn't.

I love Boonie's face peeking through.  Poor Darci, the outcast, couldn't fit around the table.
After dinner we decided to have Christmas being we weren't going to be able to get together for it.  We started off with the individual gifts for each other and then we had a white elephant gift exchange which was fun.  The hot item happened to be bath and body works hand soap.  Who would have thought that stuff would be so desirable!

Ryan and Stacey gave their neice and nephew dog puppets.
Eric's AWESOME shirt I got him.  It says, "Ask me about my T-rex" on the front.  Best shirt ever.
It was kinda nice having Chirstmas that night with everyone because it really kicked off the feeling of Christmas.  I love my family and am so glad that we are close and enjoy each other's company.

Thursday, November 15, 2012

This and that...

My friend Kara has this quote on her blog:

"To you women of today, who are old or young, may I suggest to you that you write, that you keep journals, that you express your thoughts on paper. Writing is a great discipline. It is a tremendous education effort. It will assist you in various ways, and you will bless the lives of many--now and in the years to come, as you put on paper some of your experiences and some of your musings."
- President Gordon B. Hinckley

Therefore I have some thoughts that need documenting.  I use to keep a journal, but this is pretty much all I can do these days and I think it works just fine.

The Election

  • We just had an election.  I've never been one that's been huge on politics.  That probably has to do with this being the first time I was old enough (in 2008 I was still a kid - I guess that's what motherhood does to you) to care and have an opinion.  I had many friends who have extremely heated opinions and arguments with each other about the two men running for President.  Here is what I thought - just for journalings sake.  As I was watching the debates I honestly thought that both men were good men who would do the best they possibly could for our country.  Hold on people... it's okay - just my opinion.  I can hear my father's stomach churning as I type this.  But that is what I really thought.  I don't feel that President Obama is some insane terrorist who is going to single handedly ruin everything our forefathers has worked to establish for this country.  Not a bit.  Although I am not THAT educated on politics, the main reason President Obama did not get my vote is because of his stance on abortion.  I can not tolerate it in the least.  Mitt Romney had my vote and I would have liked to have seen what he could do for our nation, but I have hope that President Obama will do a good job finishing what he started in his second term.
My Ignorance
  • Being Facebook was a total war zone during the elections and I felt as though everyone were going to kill each other over their political views, people were posting a lot of things about the war and other horrible things that are happening all over the world.  Some included pictures of children hurt in bombings, starving children around the world, abused women in India, sex traffic women...  I hope this doesn't come across wrong, but I prefer my world of semi-ignorance.  I'm not saying that I'm some uppity person who doesn't care, that's the total opposite.  I care.  I care so much that my heart just aches.  I know that there are people suffering all over the world in so many horrible instances.  I can't stand to think how people actually live their lives as I'm happily going about diaper changing and driving to Walmart.  When I went to Africa back in 2007 I struggled with the thought as to why God had given me the life I'd been given and why not those people?  I am so blessed, but why me?  It just doesn't seem fair.  I know there is so much heartache and horrible things, but I don't want it casually thrown in my face on Facebook.  When I say my prayers at night I pray to Heavenly Father for people to have peace.  That sounds so small and insignificant, but what more can I do?  I look forward to the day of the second coming when Christ will come to this Earth and stop the evil and heartache from happening.  There is so much pain and suffering in so many different ways whether it be physical, emotional, etc that just needs to be relieved.  The sad thing is, is that it's only going to get worse.  It's like I want to be ignorant about what's really going on, but I can't.  So I guess what I'm saying is... to the world who will never read this...  I know you are suffering.  I'm so sorry and my heart honestly aches and it brings tears to my eyes as I'm sitting here holding my perfect baby girl.  I am so blessed and I pray for you, even though I don't know you.  But to my friends on Facebook - because that's the only place I see it - I don't need to see the picture of the little girl who was hurt in the explosion.  It's too much and affects me in such a deep way and there is absolutely nothing I can do about it.
Being a Wise Optimist
  • We had stake conference this past Sunday.  There was a talk given by Brother Holland (or was it Eyring that said it) that talked about being a wise optimist in these last days.  There is so much talk about the end of the world and how crazy it could get.  Sometimes it just scares me so much.  I wouldn't mind if it were just me fending for myself, but when I have to think about how I will provide for my two babies it terrifies me.  Elder Holland's talk brought peace to my heart though. We don't need to live in fear and worry about the last days.  We also don't need to act like nothing is going to happen because it has been prophesied.  We need to be wise and optimistic about the future.  We need to get our food storage and other things in order so that we will be prepared for our families.  After that is in place we need to be optimistic.  There is no reason to gloom and worry about how it's all going to go down.  God will help the faithful.  The other area where I need to be a wise optimist is in the area of raising my children.  Right now I've got it down.  I can predict what that 2 year old is going to do and (half the time) help him before it gets too out of control.  But what I am terrified about it the teenage years.  This world is so crazy and the youth are so confused that I worry what the world is going to do to my precious babies.  About a month before I had Marae I panicked about bringing a girl into this world where virtue and the value of women is so defiled.  The thought of her being a teenager and surrounded by the media and other influences had me crying for the unknown.  As a righteous mother (I can call myself that because the motives are there) I am striving to raise my children with the values they need to be an example to the world.  I will be a wise optimist and have faith that my efforts will be enough to guide them home to their Heavenly Father.
Are you still there?  If you are, thanks for letting me unload my brain into the cyber realms of this personal blog.  I hope I haven't offended anyone.

Monday, November 5, 2012

Marae - 2 Months

2 month stats:
11.3 pounds - 50th Percentile
23 inches - 75th Percentile
15 inches Head Circumference - 25th Percentile

My little darling is growing so fast!

Fun facts about Marae:
  • She's been sleeping through the night since 6 weeks.  I'm talking 9:30 to 5:30.  Marae, you have no idea how much this means to me.  Heavenly Father knew I wouldn't survive the days if I didn't get my sleep.
  • She coos and talks now and it just melts my heart.  It sounds like she's saying, "Hi" with her little raspy voice.  She's so soft and gentle when she talks.
  • She smiles when you talk to her and wiggle, wiggle, wiggles.
  • Her favorite toy is her binkie.  The way she plays with it reminds me of a french woman with a cigarette.  She'll dangle it out of her mouth and then whip it back in ferociously.  She'll spit it out only to want it back in.  She'll have it hanging half out, but in full control.  It makes me laugh.
  • She got her shots last week and it broke my heart.  It's always so sad.
  • I've washed 'stains' out of more clothes with this little lady.  My goodness Marae.  It's every other day with you, darling.  Geez.  Although I have become a pro at it.
  • I love her smell and the feel of her soft cheek against mine.
  • Right before she smiles she gets little kitty whisker dimples on her upper lip.
  • Her nicknames are: Ray-bee Baby, Sweet Baby Rae, and Ray-Bee-Doo

I had her like this one afternoon to see if Boone would notice.  She was like this for about a half hour.  He had no clue until she made a peep.  Perfect fit!

I love you my darling and am so happy you are mine!  There is just something so sweet about a baby girl.

Thursday, November 1, 2012

Halloween Night

Monday night we carved pumpkins while watching The Nightmare Before Christmas.  Boone has been loving all the Halloween things and says things like, "Dark.  Scary.  Skeleton."  He loved watching the movie but didn't want much to do with putting his hands in the pumpkin.  I had him in his undies for no reason!  He told me how to carve his pumpkin.  He told me to do square eyes, triangle nose, and a happy mouth with teeth.  :)

Watching the movie while mommy and daddy carve.

This is what she looks like pretty much anytime her smothering loving older brother is around.  Although he can't be blamed here.  I'm the one to blame.  Baby in a pumpkin?  Of course.
Some might call it abuse.  I think it's cute.
Last night for Halloween Boone had fun handing out candy and looking at all the costumes.  We did a couple Halloween crafts and read Halloween books all day.  He helped me set up for Halloween and create our little ghost in the front yard (see below).  Mason took him trick or treating first and then I took him out.  We went to two haunted houses (set up in driveways) - one was pretty intense and included a chainsaw killer with body parts on a table.  All this was just set up in someone's walkway to their house.  I didn't think it was going to be that scary until we got up there!  But it didn't seem to faze Boone.  He just kept an eye out for skeletons.  Those are his favorites.

One kid walking by thought he was a microwave.  Ha!  Here is our little ghost in our front yard.  He looked better in the dark glowing.  Boone liked him. 

The levels on his meter that Mason created the names for were Tranquilized, Passed Out, Asleep, Napping, Low Battery, Normal Function, Frenzied, Hyperactive, Insano, Ballistic, FREAK of Nature!!
I just love this picture (even though it's blurry) and how little that darling robot looks.  I forget how little he really is until I get him around other kids.  Everyone was just oooing and ahhing over the darling little robot.
By the end of the night we cut out the entire back so he could sit down in his wagon.  When I had him out trick or treating and HE decided he was done he took off his costume, put it in the wagon along with his bucket, and pulled the wagon home himself.  Love that little boy.
Here is is this morning checking out his loot.  Notice all the chocolate is missing?  Oops.

Happy Halloween!!

Tolmachoff Farms

Last Friday night we went to Tolmachoff Farms which is a little farm/pumpkin patch about 10 minutes from our house.  It was just like Cornbelly's up in Utah and I'm so glad we went.  I had been missing Cornbelly's and had fun watching Boonie have fun.  My mom was up so she came too.  It was a beautiful and cool fall night.

I'm pretty sure Mason won the race.  But my mom put up a good fight!

Boone's favorite thing, BY FAR, that night was the mini corn maze. He LOVED it.  He suddenly turned into a dinosaur and started hiding in the corn and jumping out and scaring people.  He also developed this devilish laugh that I'd never heard before.  He loved it so much we went through 2 times.  He was hilarious to watch!

See how elated he was!?  If ever I'm missing my son I'll look in a corn field.

Someone had an accident in the corn field.  I actually didn't notice until these pictures.  He must have been having too much fun to stop and make a pit stop.

Trunk or Treat

Two weeks ago was the ward trunk or treat party.  We entered what should have been my award winning chili, but the judges had it rigged.  :)  That's okay... we had a fun time anyway.  

All the Halloween festivities have been so much fun this year with Boone being he kinda gets what's going on.  Of course Boone was a robot, Mason and I were the mad scientists that created him, and little Marae was a darling butterfly/ladybug.  Boone's costume was a hit!!

At first when I was getting Marae dressed Boone was mad that he couldn't be a butterfly for Halloween.  He was actually crying and throwing a fit saying, "Butterfly!  Me!!  Butterfly wings!!"  So there Boonie.  It's documented.  You wanted to be a butterfly for Halloween.  Trust me, you bo-bot costume was much cooler.