Everyone had a perfect day.
Sunday, November 30, 2008
Saturday, November 29, 2008
Friday, November 28, 2008
Tuesday, November 25, 2008
Every year they put on a Thanksgiving Lunch for all of the children. They don't ask us for anything.
And for Christmas, instead of "teacher's gifts, " they ask us to bring in a toy to donate to
I can't believe my little Ashton is our last 4 R's student.
I love this school.
Monday, November 24, 2008
Friday, November 21, 2008
Thursday, November 20, 2008
Tuesday, November 18, 2008
I am attempting to learn a Beethoven piece (not optimistic) so we can play it together with his violin...
...I am thinking I need at least 2 years of practicing...
and even then, I am not so sure.
I have been thinking lately that I need help with keeping time with life.
I am attempting to learn to be more
Full of Love
as I am bombarded with life's demands.
I need a metronome. A beat that keeps me steady. When I get off track, I will immediately know something is off, not quite right. I will do all in my power to get back on the beat.
But we do have Life Metronomes...many of them:
The Holy Ghost
we have to listen... we have to be willing...we have to work
...in keeping life's beat.
Sunday, November 16, 2008
Garth is working on getting the second half of his body through this crevice.
Inside the rock.
Looking up at my cute man.
Calvin was having "a moment."
Sommer looking over the valley.
The wind was whipping on the top of this hill. The boys could totally lean forward and the wind held them up.
"For the past three plus years I've been a volunteer on the board for a non-profit domestic violence shelter (http://www.southvalleysanctuary.com/). The sanctuary provides emergency shelter for women and their families who are in immediate physical danger. It has been a rewarding experience. I recently approached Hilary about performing a benefit concert for the shelter and she has graciously accepted. The concert and dinner will be held at LaCaille restaurant (http://www.lacaille.com/) on November 21. If any of you are going to be in town or have friends who might be interested, I'd encourage you to attend or pass along an invitation. The cost will be $100 per person, with all proceeds going to benefit the shelter."
Saturday, November 15, 2008
This is all trash. Halloween candy anyone?!
Wednesday, November 12, 2008
He is a rockin' brother (Mike and Mark...you guys rock too)!
On their visit we went to Harper's Ferry with all of our kids...they only had two at the time and we had 4. Their Lizzie (6 weeks older than Tate), is only 1 here. By the way, I miss my long hair...growing it back as I write.
Here is TATE in all of his glory. He can still be found playing in dirt.
And here is the Porter Family, minus Ashton. He would start "developing" a few weeks after this photo was taken (TMI?!).
Tuesday, November 11, 2008
You know you have a great friend when after 29 years, they haven't changed a bit (time to plug in my scanner and get some proof). She has always been kind, funny, real, and someone I could trust. We were the cutest little things during those pre-teen years, hanging out with our big brothers or bugging our older sisters.
Through high school, I had someone who was a friend to all and supportive... and although surrounded by so many, I knew she would be there for me. We stood by our values no matter what (and it didn't take long before our friends knew the kind of people we were).
After growing up and getting ready to attend BYU, everyone told us NOT to be room mates! They said it would never work out! How wrong "they" were. We became even better friends during our years at the big BYU. I had someone who listened, cleaned up my side of the mess every now and then (we took turns with the disasters we created), participated in pranks (remember the blue sock?), understood my crazy quirks and was always there...no matter what. We played racquetball, ran, climbed the "Y," went on road trips, studied and slept. She was a constant in her beliefs (and it wasn't until recently she told me she wasn't always on her knees praying for hours...she actually had fallen asleep that position), never crossing the line, always keeping the faith.
We both served missions. She wrote me letter after letter, each one building me up and keeping a part of home so near when home was so far away.
We both married boys from Virginia (3 months apart). Thus keeping our friendship right where we needed it (although I know it would have remained strong no matter the distance).
We both had five kids (4 boys and 1 girl) all the same ages.
And today we are as close as we were...as the little girls giggling under the sheets talking about cute boys some 29 years ago. Besides a few wrinkles (I think I have more) things are the same. Giggling will happen when I am with my friend...she is so funny. And guaranteed, I am asking her advice and she gives me "right" answers. It's also sharing the joys of motherhood (and how to keep it that way) and me asking her to "tell me about the old days (my memory isn't so great)."
I am so thankful, I was given this friend. I love you Maleen...your parents got it right when they put Joy in your name!
Calvin and Ethan were thrilled with their drinking "glasses." They have never looked better having soda swirl around their eyes when they drink. Too funny. I think it only cost us around $20 in tokens...and they are worth 50 cents.
Monday, November 10, 2008
I am so thankful I can run again. After 6 months of pain and suffering (most of it mental from the inability to run), my stress fracture is healed! Ahhh! But as one injury fades into the distance, another begins to rise...my bunion (thanks to my good friend Dana for pointing it out last year). I didn't even know I had one...I thought the huge bump on the side of my big toe was just part of me. I asked the doctor about it after he took my cast off last month. He told me not to worry about it unless it was causing me pain. Ironically, I have never felt pain there...until the cast came off. I then went running a few weeks later and thought it was the strangest thing...my toe hurt. Of all places, a toe. But I have learned to run with pain. I think it comes with old age. Everyone has pain somewhere...I can take the toe pain right now.
The possibility of running the Boston Marathon again totally thrills me! I am testing my body's limits this month and inching my mileage up to see if it can take it. Actually...after training and then running last year with a broken foot, I know I can take it, but pain free would be so much more fun...
Anyone want to go for a run!?
Sunday, November 9, 2008
Ashton relaxing in a bed of leaves.
This is OUR man! He is isn't scared of anything (except spiders, ticks and when you jump out and scare him when he comes around a corner). We love that he is goofy, even at his age (he is like 30 something).
He usually inspects each tree before pushing it over. Here he is analyzing this speciman to see if it is worthy of our fire. Look at Ethan checking out his amazing father!