Watching Talent Bloom

Matt is one of the best storie tellers I know. When Jane was Two years old we moved her out of her crib and into a bed. Matt started telling her stories when we would tuck her in. This became a bit of a tradition. It was so cute because she would remember the stories so well. Almost just how he told them to her. She would then tell us the stories whenever she felt like it. I think one of her favorite stories was Goldie Locks and the Three Bears. One of my favorite ones she would tell was the story of Shadrack, Meshack and Abednigo. Well, now that she is almost the whopping age of eight she has become quite good at telling stories. At bed time each night, we always have prayer in Eli and Hyrums room. After we have prayer, we all give good night hugs. This is one of my favorite things that happens each day. We all love each other so much. It doesn't seem to matter who was most recently fighting, it's like none of it ever happened. Each kid can't wait to give and receive hugs. After all that hugging, if Matt is not home, The boys ask if Jane can tell them a story. I turn out the light and leave the room. Some times I listen by the door. They usually have a request for a story she has made up just for them. She makes them up about things that they are interested in. Cars. dino's, frog hunts, etc... She is really talented. I am so happy that Matt's' talent for telling stories helped ignite Jane's. I wanted to put a picture of Jane and Matt togeter. I love this one. This was at a play she was in for the drama, up with kids.

Happy Dance

YIPPEE! After searching for a plane tickets to New York for weeks I finally booked one. When I told Jane we were going to New York she threw her arms around me. We started jumping together we are so excited. It is a big thing for Jane and I to show that much excitement. We are both just so shy. Then when I told her we got tickets to the Broadway wicked we started jumping up and down again. I think being that excited with her was just as much fun as Disneyland. What a cute girl she is. I am so happy to be her Mom.

Dead Frog, Lost Frog

My kids seam to love any kind of bug, animal, amphibian the list go's on. They brought home frogs from the Morgan fair this year. They were African Dwarf Frogs. They need to live in the water all the time. No land. my kids were a little sad because this meant not holding them all of the time. It has been three months and the frogs have lived in a big fish bowl on the counter of our downstairs kitchen. Today the kids and I were cleaning up the basement for one of our Saturday jobs when Eli found this dried-out frog on the carpet! How Gross is that? So Jane runs to the frog bowl to see if it is one of our pet frogs. I think she was hoping it was just one we found outside this summer. She discovered they were both gone! So we disposed of the dead frog and now I have to worry about the other frog that we have not found yet. Oh gross. I can't believe we had frogs hopping around our house, a dead frog found in the carpet and probably another dead frog lost some where. Life is never dull! The kids are sad about the frogs. Good thing there is next summer.

Berry Picking with Hyrum

This year our strawberry and raspberry plants did great. We got a lot of berries from them all summer long. Hyrum loved them the most. He would get the stainer basket out from the cupboard and convince someone to pick berries for him. I loved to look out the window and see Jane or Eli helping Hyrum pick berries. They were always so sweet to him. He would stand there with his basket and wait for them to pick the berries. Occasionally he would point one out to them. After they found all the ripe berries Jane or Eli would so kindly put a hand on his shoulder and lead him inside to wash the berries. Then Hyrum would sit and eat all the berries by him self. Eli and Jane are not fond of eating berries. When he was done is mouth and hands were stained red. Not once was there an argument or wining about picking berries with Hyrum. It was so fun and heart warming to watch. Thous moments were very blissful. I felt like I must be doing something right or my kids are just really wonderful. I am not sure about my end but I do know my kids are really wonderful. I am so thankful for them. Each of them fill my life with so much joy in their own little way. I hope next summer, the plants do good. I think we all really enjoyed them this year.

Tantrum

Today I would love to throw myself on the floor, kick, cry, scream, and yell "nothing is going right." A full blown tantrum. Just like a kid when something doesn't work out there way. Surly the way I am feeling must mean the world is over. Or at least my own little world. I think it's like being in a bubble some times. I get so trapped with my own selfish ideas of how things should be I forget to see the big picture. Some day I hope I can fully come to grips that my idea of a balanced life is not possible, and I will be very happy and content with life just being good. It's to bad tantrum throwing doesn't get you anything, especially not what you want. Dang, I guess I will have to be okay nothing about my day went how I had hoped, yet again and try to see the positive things. Thank heavens there are so many, it makes all the things I wanted to have a tantrum over seem so small. I am happy tomorrow is a new day.