Wednesday, April 30, 2008

Happy Anniversary!


Today, my husband and I celebrate our 15th wedding anniversary.
We met at Brigham Young University – I was 19 and he was 21 fresh from the mission field. I don’t think either of us got anything out of that Humanities class and our grades will attest to that fact. I can’t understand it since we got together often to “study.” We had a long courtship (long for BYU that is) of 1 ½ years. We were married in the Salt Lake Temple on a beautiful spring morning. The man who sealed us as husband and wife gave us advice we have followed to this day. He told us to kneel together in prayer each night before we go to bed. This has proven to be a blessing in our marriage as it is difficult to kneel down before Heavenly Father together when you are angry at each other. And so, we have enjoyed 15 years of marital bliss. We’ve had our ups and downs, our arguments, the misunderstandings, but these are all normal and natural for anybody in a committed relationship. So what makes our marriage so great? 1) We listen to each other – not so that we can gather fuel waiting for our turn to get across our point of view, but really listen as in “I’m trying to understand where you’re coming from, let me try on your shoes and understand why you feel the way you do.” 2) We love each other – duh! Seriously, you know the kind of love that is felt when someone loves you and it doesn’t matter that you took a corner too tight and screwed up the alignment on the car, or that you lost your keys (the kind that has a chip in it that costs $65 to replace), or that you procrastinated preparing for something or other and now you're yelling at the kids because you only have ½ hour to get it done, or that you left a pen in your pocket and ruined a load of clothes, or forgot to turn off the oven and let the potatoes cook all night, or that you put sweetened condensed milk in the broccoli soup instead of evaporated milk. I could go on. 3) We do things for each other – conscientiously sacrificing our own wants and desires for the other person, willingly and without strings attached. It is amazing what this can do for a marriage.

Just in case you are reading this and thinking that we do all these things all the time, let me set you straight. We are not perfect, but are trying each day to be a little better and do a little more to become like our Savior. I'm looking forward to each day hereafter spent with my wonderful husband.


This is us on our 10th Wedding Anniversary at Temple Square.

Tuesday, April 29, 2008

What a mess!

I’ve been so busy this past well, ever since my 5th child was born 15 months ago. Things never seem to be done. Just as I’m folding the last load of laundry (we’re up to 13 loads a week now), it’s time to start sorting again. Often the little things don’t get taken care of because, hey, who has time? I keep thinking I just need a day home alone to clean the house without being interrupted every 5 minutes. It is hard to load the dishwasher when your one year old is “helping.” This is the mess I woke up to this morning.





Not that I didn’t know I was going to bed with this mess, but I was just hoping some unknown magical creature might take care of it while I was sleeping. I usually don’t leave these kinds of messes overnight, but it was unavoidable. Cleaning house at 10:30 last night after pilates would’ve meant having a 3 year old sidekick who should’ve been in bed, but wouldn’t go to sleep because he had a nap yesterday. So I had to “pretend” to go to bed so that he would go to bed, and you know what, I fell asleep. Guess where I found him this morning? On the top bunk in his sister’s bed (bless her). Some of you may be reading this and wondering “where is her husband and why isn’t he helping with this stuff?” Don’t worry, he is here and helping. The thing is, he is just as busy, if not more, than me. He doesn’t complain when he gets home from work and I tell him what’s on the agenda for the evening and pitches in wherever he can. It is definitely a team effort, but we are outnumbered 5 to 2. I’m just trying to remind myself that my children are fed (not until 9:00 pm last night), clothed (if my 3 y.o. chooses to be), sheltered, and learning the gospel. We have fun too. Last night we cheered on Boo at her softball game. On Sunday, DH jumped on the trampoline with the kids (they love getting bounced really high).



I just realized that I haven't posted any pics of G's 1st grade program last week. Here's a cute one of him -










I just gave these two hair cuts.






































If I could just do something with this:
Don't ask about the fake glasses and nose. I guess he didn't want anyone to recognize him. Very embarrasing to be seen with the family I suppose.

Thursday, April 24, 2008

Personal Trainer?

Nearing the end of my busy day yesterday, I did what I usually do -- drag myself to pilates or yoga class. I wasn't excited to go because I knew there was a substitute instructor. You never know who you are going to get. Yikes. Anyway, like I said, I dragged myself to class. No cars in the parking lot. Bad sign. Went in and YES it was the instructor I'm not fond of. I was tempted to just turn around and go back home. She didn't even see me come in. I was all dressed in my pilates duds and drove 6 whole miles to get there so I decided to stay. No - one - else - came. A little nerve wracking for me. Surprise, surprise! It was a great workout. The instructor came prepared with some new exercises and let me have input on some stuff I wanted to do. I'm glad I went. - - Two days ago during yoga class, our instructor challenged us to try out "The Crane" - I think that's what she called it. I don't know the Sanskrit name for it. I tried it out and was surprised to find that I could do it. Last time I tried putting all my weight on my hands, (I think it was a back-hand spring) I had several x-rays on my shoulder and was on pain medication for 3 weeks!

Sunday, April 20, 2008

We Want a Pitcher, Not a Belly Itcher!!

BOO had her first softball game last Saturday. It was very windy, and sand was flying everywhere, including the players eyes. BOO couldn't even see first base! She got her 1st base-hit off the pitching machine. Wahooo! Looking forward to more games.

Friday, April 18, 2008

Escape Artist

Every day (even when it is freezing cold outside) my three year old B asks me if he can go outside and scooter around. I want to say "Yes! Let's go play," but I don't because 1) I'm usually home schooling my 12 year old and 2) I can't just drop what I'm doing to supervise B in the front yard. So, the answer is generally "NO." Recently, B realized that if he is let out in the back yard to play, he can run to the side of the house and go through the gate to get to the front yard. Yikes. It is very scary when you send your 3 year old to the back yard only to look out the front window and see him roaming the streets! So I put a padlock on the gate. He was so sad, he came to me crying to tell me some mean person had the audacity to put a lock on the gate (imagine my surprise). The front door and the garage door have a safety lock on it and I've duct taped the safety lock for extra precaution. I know, I sound a little over protective, but these are my kiddos we're talking about here.

JUST WHEN I THOUGHT ALL WAS SAFE!

B has taken this front yard thing to a new level! This week he was at the kitchen window and he saw some neighbor kids riding around outside. He started calling to them and we thought "Oh how cute, he is talking to his friends through the window" and next thing I know he's outside with them!!! I KNOW. My husband informed me that B had asked the 3 year old neighbor to come open OUR front door so B could come out and play with him.

What did I do? What could I do! I went outside and played with B and his partner in crime!

(Note - During the writing of this post, B asked me if he could go outside and scooter around! The sun is just barely coming up and B is still in his pajamas).

Pray for me

Thursday, April 17, 2008

Batter Up!

G had his Tee-Ball debut last Saturday. We are so proud! He got to hit last and run all the bases. Fun Fun Fun! Watch this video of him. Notice how he runs right past his teammate on 2nd base. Watching these little boys and girls playing tee-ball is so entertaining.

Sunday, April 6, 2008

A Bit About Me

Kryptonsgirl at The Sweet Escape tagged me, so here goes!
A- Attached or single: Attached
B- Best Friend: Yep!
C- Cake or Pie: My mom's pies (squash or apple)
D- Day of Choice: Sunday
E- Essential Item: Something to read
F- Favorite Color: Blue
G- Gummy Bears or Worms: Gross!
H- Hometown: Salt Lake City
I- Indulgence(s): Long Hot Shower, Shopping
J- January or July: July
K- Kids: 5 of 'em!
L- Life is incomplete without: Somebody to enjoy it with
M- Marriage Date: April 30, 1993
N- Number of Siblings: 7; 4 sisters, 3 brothers
O- Oranges or Apples: Oranges
P- Phobias or Fears: Drowning, Clowns
Q- Quote(s): "Don't sweat the small stuff."
R- Reason To Smile: Seeing my husband walk through the front door, listening to my children explain the RULES to each other.
S- Something new: Spring tulips
T- Tag: Barefoot Bhakti and LaJendi
U- Unknown Fact About Me: I can wrap my feet around the back of my head!
V- Vegetarian or Oppressor of Animal: Mmmm- Roast Turkey!
W- Worst Habit: I take people seriously. I don't understand sarcasm.
X- X-Rays or Ultrasounds: Do you really care to know?
Y- Your Favorite Food: Anything someone else prepares.
Z- Zodiac: Pisces

Here's another tag I copied from Becky, I thought it would be fun to fill out.
1. My rock star name (first pet and current car): Andy Joe Honda
2. My gangsta name (favorite ice cream flavor and favorite cookie): Chocolate Velvet Milano
3. My "fly" name (first initial of first name and first three letters of last name: J Mic
4. My detective name (favorite color and favorite animal): Blue Panda
5. My soap opera name (middle name and city where you were born): Nadda Salt Lake City
6. My Star Wars name (first three letters of your last name and first two letters of your first name): MicJu
7. My superhero name (2nd favorite color and favorite drink with "The" in front): The Jade Smoothie
8. My Nascar name (first names of your grandfathers): Tony Clyde
9. My stripper name (name of your favorite perfume/cologne and your favorite candy): (I don't have a favorite perfume. So I guess I'd just go by) Jelly Belly or Nibs (neither one are very complementary)
10. My witness-protection name (mother's and father's middle names): T. Anthon

Wanna try this one? Okay, I tag you!

Tuesday, April 1, 2008

Five things NOT to be confused with April Fool’s jokes

1) My one year old, (S), isn’t always happy. He does have certain other moods that he seems to reserve just for his mommy.

2) S’s screams can reach decibel levels that are harmful to your hearing. I'm sure any decibel meter would agree.

3) Teething really does hurt. I think that's why we go through the teething stages when we're so little and can't remember the excruciating pain.

4) This is an appendage I’ve had growing from my leg today.



5) Motrin is my friend - for my headache and his toothache!

On a lighter note – I made cookies for my Activity Days Girls today.

Have a great April Fool's Day!