I also spent the week making sugar cookies for the kids and my piano students. YUM!
Friday, February 12, 2010
Field Trip Thursday
Monday, February 8, 2010
Valentine's fun
Thursday, February 4, 2010
Is it Enough
As a mom, I often ask myself, "I'm I doing enough for my kids?" By enough, I don't mean spoiling them rotten or indulging every whim. I mean, are they getting enough sleep, or they eating healthy enough, are the people they hang out with nice enough. Nothing makes me question my "enoughs" or feel like a complete failure than when I can't help them get better when they are sick. When everything seems to be going wrong and nothing I do can make it better makes me ask, "Am I really good enough for this?"
Things are better now. Even the Dr's can't fix viruses. It was a crazy one that went through the kids as well as Damon. It seems even worse when Adam's asthma is triggered. Nothing stresses me more and makes me feel inadequate than trying to take care of him and making sure he keeps breathing and his lungs don't shut down. That didn't happen either. Sometimes the copay at the Dr's is worth it for the peace of mind it brings. Illness is a very humbling experience.
My kids are worth every enough question I ask myself. I will continue to do enough for them. I may not be crafty, creative or have all the time in the world to give to them, but I will have enough.
Sunday, January 31, 2010
Weekend Fun
Saturday my parents and my sister and her family came down to go to the Mormon Battalion thing in Old Town San Diego. The kids got to cook biscuits on a stick, play in a covered wagon, makes dolls from rags, wash clothes by hand, make bricks and make candles. It was quite an entertaining afternoon.
Damon's parents came down Saturday afternoon for a visit. We had a great time with them. We didn't tell the kids that they were coming and when they walked in the door the kids were in disbelief of what they saw. It was really cute.
Busy, but fun. Now bring on normal.
Wednesday, January 27, 2010
Pinewood Derby
Noah's car looked great, but it didn't perform the fastest. He had two races and both times he went up against the cars that ended up winning. He enjoyed the race and we love the fact that we don't have to worry about it again until next year. Yea! His car won the award for most real. Not 100% sure what that means, it does look nice though.

Cooper, Noah and Hayes. Their cars all looked great. Way to go Bears!!
Sunday, January 24, 2010
A Quiet Saturday
It was an unusually quiet Saturday for us. No big projects going on, no sporting events, no cleaning. It was a rare occasion, but nice. We spent the morning at Costco. We surveyed the damage from the storms. All trees were still up, but a lot of small branches were down. The kids cleaned those up in no time. We worked on the cub scout stuff with Noah. His pinewood derby car is finished. He also signed off on his cooking section. We walked the lake at Miramar, which had a lot of tree damage and then we fed the ducks. It was great to be outdoors again after being stuck inside for a week do to all the wind and rain. All and all a very nice Saturday indeed. They are going to come to an end very quickly though because baseball is starting soon. (oh yea)
Monday, January 18, 2010
A Quick Trip
With funerals comes reunions. Since my parents moved from central Phoenix 12 years ago I have not seen many of the kids that I grew up with our their parents. It was so great to see people who have known me my whole life and can tell me stories of my early years that I don't even remember. I have fond memories of all the families that we were able to visit with while there. I asked Neil Cleck for a lemon drop. Surge Huff told me not to kick him in the shins and when I saw the Turley's I was reminded of how their son showed me in the backyard at their house how he could pee on the cat (we were 4).
On top of seeing my parents old friends, I was able to see my old friends. It was great catching up with each other and I was reminded of all the fun times we had in our youth. We must have driven out about 5 different sunday school teachers. I know we made at least 2 of them cry and then when we started driving, sunday school was a great time to drive home and get a snack. Boy what rebels we were. My YW president was crying before the funeral started because she loved seeing all of us grown up. Funny how we don't see ourselves as being grown up.
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