Ian's birthday party was touring the police station. I thought it was such a great idea for a birthday party. Nattalie gave them all goodie bags at the end and we went home. Simple and perfect. The boys loved it. Ashton was all grins when they got to play with the siren. James talked Sergeant Sawyer's ear off. At the end of the tour James proclaimed he too wanted to be a police officer when he grows up. He has talked of nothing else since we got home.
Wednesday, November 1, 2017
Monday, October 30, 2017
I cancelled our friend Halloween party for tonight. I was so excited about it but I didn't want to pass along the bug. Especially, the day before Halloween. After ignoring the boys and letting them hang out it their pajamas and watch television. I decided to call them to the table for lunch and a craft. The boys made fluffy, spooky ghosts. They loved it.
I was teaching a photography class for super Saturday. I got my kids dressed up for Truck-or-Treat. I dropped them off with my friend Lily. She was so sweet to take them around. (After teaching a photography class, I am slightly embarrassed about this photo but you take the the moment when you can get it. I don't think I have had a picture of Sierra this good in a long time.) She is Rey from the new Star Wars. Madison is BB8 from the new Star Wars. James and Ashton didn't want to join our theme. James was Spiderman and Ashton was Optimus Prime. Ashton doesn't even know who Optimus Prime is and I tried to get him to be Superman or Batman and do a family superhero theme but he refused. He saw the Optimus Prime costume and nothing would sway him from wanting to be the alien robot. I put both the girls costumes together for around six dollars. Everything was thrifted from Sierra's costume. We found a mostly white outfit from Madison's closet and bought a hat and some felt. I was pretty darn excited about how they turned out.
Madison turned nine this month. I can't believe how fast the years have gone by. She was my baby for so long. She still is my baby girl. I told her the other day she probably always will always be my baby girl. I am glad. She has such a sweet tender personality. She loves to please me. She loves being good. Her and James are the only children I have that spontaneously hug and kiss me throughout the day.
She doesn't go to bed at night without listening to the scriptures. Some nights I can't let her have my phone and she hasn't charged the old phone she uses to listen to the scriptures, she gets very frustrated. I think she knows all the scripture stories better than most kids. She is so sweet with her younger brothers. The other day she was suppose to clean the bedroom. I told her take the boys upstairs and have them help. She came down and told me with a big grin that she had invented a game to pick and the boys loved it. She said, "It was like we were playing a game and not working!" She is very creative and helpful. I often wonder what I would do without her.
She just seems to take life in stride. Her life isn't easy, but she doesn't seem to notice. Girls don't treat her nicely and girls that she thinks are her friends, won't let her play with them on the playground. She is often alone. She never tells me about these experiences in a self-pity way. She always tells me with a big grin. She will say today she got to just play basketball by herself or walk the track or jump rope and she had a good day. When I am concerned, and say you didn't play with any friends, she happily announces, "I played with Mr. Nobody, and it was fun!" I have realized it is more me that is injured by the way her peers treat her. She is so good and so sweet, why wouldn't the other kids love her and want to play with her? I have realized over the years she is happy in her own skin and she doesn't need the approval or acceptance of her peers. She knows who she is and she is confident. I am so proud of her.
Wednesday, October 25, 2017
We went to Jerel and Inez's afterwards and Nate got to reconnect with one of his best friends from when he was a kid and his roommate at college, Zack Gilming. It was fun to listen to Nate laugh, his deep laugh. The laugh he makes when he is in company with people that know his soul.
We drove to Utah on Friday night. Aston screamed from Price to Orem. He pooped himself and I didn't realize it. He had a sore bum. He gets them so easily which is why I have been pushing him to potty train. Dang it. He didn't sleep well. He was fuss all Saturday. Sunday was Madison's birthday and so we asked her what she wanted to do. She really wanted to go to Color Me Mine. I don't think we will ever take the whole family there again. Next time dad can take the girls. The boys liked it, they were just done in about an hour and started falling apart. James could not understand why he couldn't take his cup home. Ashton was just melting down from the night before. I offered to take them for a walk over to get a carmeled apple. In the store Ashton got upset, I am still not sure why. Then he fell on the asphalt on the way back and started throwing a major tantrum. I had to pick him up and carry him back to the car. It was ridiculous. I don't want to carry him while I am pregnant.
The day was suppose to be about Madison and it was, but it wasn't . Later that evening, my sister Karalee put together a lovely birthday for Madison. She baked her a beautiful raspberry chocolate cake. She picked her up some presents. She got a stuffed animal and a new dress, shoes, and tights. She was thrilled. She is such a sweet girl. I am so glad she is mine.