Tuesday, May 14, 2013

Health Days

I admit I look forward to Health Days I feel like its the kick start for summer.
I like that we have fun activities to do all day, the family comes to visit (thanks Greg for coming I mean its only been 6months), we have nice weather, great food and an all around good time.
I ran the 5k that morning, went to the parade, hung out with the family, had a BBQ, talked to Gma and Gpa via skype, and had an all around good time.




 



 


 
 
Mother's Day
 
 In the last little while I have heard on TV, from friends, family, and read articles how as women and mothers we are our biggest critics and as I have thought of that, I think it is sad. We should be each others cheer leaders. If we think we can "see" something someone is doing wrong or could  do something better I'm 100% sure they know it themselves. And almost all of the time they are trying to work on it and don't need others reminding them of their short comings. We do on the other hand need people telling us that we are doing enough and rockin' it, what ever that may be.
Now while I am human and do make mistakes, slip and fall daily. I am really trying to not judge others, compare myself to other moms, wife's, sisters, or daughter but just be the best I can and do the best I can. And just letting others know as long as they are dong the same I am a judgment free zone and will only encourage them. And I know I am not the only one because I found these wonderful quotes and also got a very sweet e-mail from my mother in law of things to up lift us as women and mothers. 


Have you ever found yourself wondering if anything you do actually matters? Or if you as a person matter?
Our part, as mothers, does matter — greatly. Mothers are the core strength of the home. What happens in individual homes can affect society, both positively and negatively. We need to cultivate healthy and functional homes for our children

Recently, religious leader, Elaine S. Dalton addressed audiences around the world. She related a quote from William Shakespeare that says, "What-e'er thou art, act well thy part." In other words, whatever your circumstances may be, do the best you can.

Mothers influence by example. Children look up to their mothers and often imitate their behavior. It is of paramount importance for mothers to set a positive example for their children. The hypocritical old saying, "do as I say, not as I do" will not work. Children often repeat whatever behavior they observe, regardless of what they are told.
Respect starts at home. If you want your children to be respectful, you have to be respectful yourself. It is necessary to be respectful toward your spouse, leaders, the law and others such as teachers and the elderly. Even if you disagree with something, you can still find a way to be kind and respectful. Your attitudes will be reflected through your children. Also, if you want your children to respect you, you need to respect them.
Teach your children to know who they really are. Dalton explains that we are all children of God. This knowledge can help children and adults to act accordingly. With this divine heritage, we can find strength to live better and help others to do so also. Knowing who we are can make all the difference in how we think and act.
"Act well thy part." As mothers and parents, we must always be striving to "act well thy part." Whether we need to work on patience, love, understanding, forgiveness, responsibility, organizing or even cooking, that is our job that we signed up for as parents. How can we teach our kids to do their best if we are not similarly trying to achieve our best? Teach your child how to be their best self regardless of circumstances and backgrounds.
Home is the foundation upon which society is built. If homes around the world are failing, the result is a failing society. We need to raise children who are strong enough to withstand the inevitable temptations and trials they will face. It is an individual as well as a collective effort.
Nurturing and love at home are key. Like sunshine and water are necessary for plants, children need to be loved and nurtured. Above all else, provide a home that is full of love and safety for your children. Through this, they will not only gain a strong foundation of love, but will also be more willing to accept what you are teaching them.
If you're thinking that as one mom you can't change the world, consider this quote by Anita Roddick, the late founder of The Body Shop, "If you think you're too small to have an impact, try going to bed with a mosquito." Though somewhat humorous, the point is clear: even one individual can have an influence on society — good or bad.
We matter. You matter. You can make a powerful difference in the world by simply making a difference in your own family.
Finally, this quote by religious leader Gordon B. Hinckley sums it all up:
 “We must never lose sight of the strength of the women. … It is mothers who most directly affect the lives of their children. … It is mothers who nurture them and bring them up in the ways of the Lord. Their influence is paramount. …
“… They are the creators of life. They are the nurturers of children. They are the teachers of young women. They are our indispensable companions. They are our co-workers in building the kingdom of God. How great is their role, how marvelous their contribution.”

“There are some mothers who are remarkable because they are instruments of change. Mothers who provide a stimulating environment for learning. Some mothers put their kids to work, take them traveling across the world or have them cut the neighbor’s lawn.
It is easy to approach Mother’s Day feeling like we have an inadequate stamp on our foreheads. We may look at our families and only see the things we do wrong; the untidy corners, the bickering, the unmotivated child, and the cold cereal for dinner.
But I’ve come to think of mothering, this whole wild and messy and incredible journey, as a school for learning. We are all of us scientists, testing and experimenting. We learn by trial and error. We form hypotheses and conclusions. We study the words of experts and more importantly, those who have cone before. We pray without ceasing.
And because it is a complicated formula, one that involves a million variables and the intricate minds of so many little people, the outcome is different every time.
The point is that we are all learning and growing, parent and child. We are creating something akin to a miracle each day. We are doing it deliberately, with thought and effort and loads of hard work.
The world needs all kinds of people, and it needs all kinds of mothers. It needs mothers who will thrive with the varied tools they’re given and have faith in the journey.
That, I believe, is the ideal mother.”
Tiffany Lewis
 
 
 
“Whenever you start to feel those drizzles of doubt, remember to be present in the moment as you are mothering your children. Whether you’re helping them with homework, watching their dance moves, or cheering them on from the bleachers, remember that you are there. And that’s all your children really want and will remember.”
Jodi Robinson
 
"There is no one perfect way to be a good mother... Each mother has different challenges, different skills and abilities, and certainly different children... What matters is that a mother loves her children deeply and, in keeping with the devotion she has for God and her husband, prioritizes them above all else." Elder M. Russell Ballard

Happy Mother's Day!
We went to the Ballards for a BBQ after church and let the boys take care of it...
We also made hand print flowers and sent them to the Grandmas..
 





 


 
 



 
 

Saturday, May 4, 2013

"Mine"

I know Parx is not the only kid to suffer from mine-syndrome and wont be the last but that doesn't make it easier to deal with some days. I have seen other kids go through this and yes some times even dared think "my kid will never act like that" and just like everything else I thought have sadly been proven wrong.
We are working on it and doing good most days, but as we are entering the stage of tantrums, fits, and whining or as some call them the terrible two's some days I feel like I'm in the deep end just trying to stay afloat. And at the end of the day I find my self praying for forgiveness and strength to work harder the next time. And every morning finding the sweetest, happy, loving little boy! I am so lucky to be his mom and so grateful he is patient with me in this journey as we learn together.

Truer words were never spoken...

A toddlers rules of Possessions
1. If I like it, it's mine.
2. If its in my hand, it's mine.
3. If I can take it, it's mine.
4. If I like it, it's mine.
5. If it's mine it must NEVER appear
to be yours in anyway.
6. If I'm doing or building something
ALL the pieces are mine.
7. If it looks just like mine, it is mine.
8. If I saw it first, it's mine.
9. If you are playing with something and
you put it down, it automatically becomes mine.
10. If it's broken, it's yours.


 

Thursday, May 2, 2013

April
 
We went up the canyon for dinner.
Started yard work for the year.
And Parx inherited a tramp and is in heaven. 




 


 
 



 


 
 
 

 
 

Wednesday, May 1, 2013

Boston
(I wrote this the day it happened just debated on putting it up)

As I sat and watched the news today about the bombing at the Boston marathon my mind immediately went back to Sandy Hook shooting and at first I got mad. I just thought it is so frustrating and heart breaking how often these horrible tragedies are happening and wondered what this world is coming to and how sad it is. I wondered if it will ever stop. It scares me to raise my children around this and want to protect them from it, but I know I cant but I can and will teach them to Be the good in the world! To counteract it with kindness. Where ever there is tragedy there is an excuse to do good.
When I heard an 8 year old was killed my heart just broke and my heart went out to that family along with all the victims. I held Parx a little closer and was even more grateful for our knowledge that families can be together forever.
Like I said about helping when needed it was amazing to see complete strangers step up and help each other. To give them the clothes off their backs, take them into their house, give them food and water, whatever the could. This kindness gives me hope,it gives me comfort to see that for every evil person out there, there are many more good ones.  That is what I will try to take away from these sad stories is that even in the midst of tragedy if you look hard enough you will always find some good.

Also on the side of being a runner I couldn't help but wonder why there, why them? Since I have attended marathons as a participant and a by stander I have felt the energy and the over whelming sence of triumph, and couldn't help but think if you were trying to bring someone down you picked the wrong group. We run to over come things, to heal, to deal with problems, to bring us closer, to help with what ever we need. If you were trying to scare them away I don't think it will work, if anything we will use that same tool to come to terms with what has happened. I pray for all of those who have been affected and even those who did this I know they have a story too and am grateful I don't have to judge them.
These started popping up all over after this happened and I just love them. I couldn't have said it better...

“When I was a boy and I would see scary things in the news, my mother would say to me, "Look for the helpers.You will always find people who are helping.” - Mr. Rogers

A Bomb Is the Opposite of a Marathon.

Runners are more than familiar with pain. It's our bread and butter. We love to hurt. We believe in endurance, in suffering, in brutal and soul-withering work.

But ours is not a violent sport.
See, there's a difference between pain and violence. Violence violates. You see it so clearly in what happened today. The morning showed pain as triumph and pain as failure. The suffering carved out on the face of Dulce Felix (what a sweet name) as her legs no longer worked, as her glory faded into defeat, as the marathon gods smote her for believing too much, for wanting too much, was noble suffering. The suffering of loss, but sensible loss, human loss. This sort of loss was not a violation because all it risked was victory -- such a small thing in the grand scheme. Sweet happiness led the race, and then faded. Such is life. It requires endurance.
 With Jeptoo we saw strength overcoming pain. We saw her, after 24 miles of hard running, run harder. We saw the glory of a healthy body at the peak of its talent, at the peak of its performance. We saw what can be, sometimes, in rare moments: a life almost without limits. A picture of fragile triumph.

The Boston Marathon is, in many ways, a celebration of human effort. We come together on Patriots Day to remind ourselves of the joy and pain of work and effort. Everyone who has taken the marathon seriously knows that to make your peace with the marathon means learning to love the grind over the result, the pain over the triumph, and the hard push over the finishing time. Marathoners embrace these things because in a race so long, there are few perfect races. Doing well is always just that: doing well. We never do our best, but we do enough. That's what endurance means.
That would have been lesson enough. But when two blasts rung out around 2pm, running experienced violence. We were violated. Those two blasts introduced pain without effort. Suffering beyond endurance. A bomb is quick, thoughtless, grotesque, impatient, unfeeling. It's all externality, no internality. All destruction, no training. All noise, no silence. All damage, no strength. A bomb is the opposite of a marathon.

We opt for violence when we can no longer endure the difficulty of living with others, the difficulty of recognizing our limits, the difficulty of being vulnerable ceaselessly to pain. To endure is to keep going in spite of those limits and the pain of life. To endure is to expose ourself to the world, to others, to the ravages of time and effort. To endure is to risk loving, to risk being loved. A marathon doesn't always have to symbolize this. Sometimes it is just a race that runners run. But this year it is more -- it is a symbol of endurance.
A bomb is the opposite of a marathon.

Tomorrow, despite the bombs, we will be running. We will be afraid, but we will not fight. Or rather, we will fight by not fighting, by choosing flight, we runners, we believers in endurance.

- JEFF EDMONDS


Tuesday, April 30, 2013

Anniversary #6
Dave and I have now been married for 6 years, 72 months, 312 weeks, 2,191 days, 52,595 hours, 3,155,040 minutes and are still in love with each other. I hope those number only continue to grow. We celebrated in our usual way, dinner to Olive Garden on a gift card and shopping at TJ MAXX. He knows me so well:) Oh and then a couple weeks later headed off to Hawaii:))) Like I said he knows me.
My
Husband
is one of my greatest blessings
from God. His Love is a gift I
open Every single day.






I have always looked forward to the day that my child would take up cleaning and I can say it has actually happened.
When ever I sweep or mop Parx follows me around asking for his turn. Then he will take it, walk around saying mess and "clean it up" makes me so proud every time!
One of the many things I love about him!!
PS I'm sure his future wife will feel the same.

Sunday, April 28, 2013

HAWAII

We had a chance to tag along with our good friends Nate and Laci to Oahu and jumped at the chance. Dave and I haven't had a trip with just the two of us since before we got pregnant with Parx so it was very nice to spend some husband and wife time together. As much as we love that kid (more than words can say) and missed him more than I thought possible. It was kinda nice to do what we wanted when we wanted, to sleep late, not have to even wonder if it was our kid crying when we heard one, and to use the bathroom in peace (moms will understand).
We did quite a bit of touring and checking out the island, went to the temple, and my favorite layed on the beach drinking pina coladas.
While there Dave celebrated his 29th birthday and had the dream b-day for him... Being in Hawaii, and went golfing. I told him there was no better way to end his 20's and just know I can't top this birthday for a REALLY long time.  
We went to Pearl Harbor which was amazing to say the least. The feeling there is like no other place, it's so reverent and ahing. To be in the exact place and hear those stories of history is just so humbling. I know by no means am I old, but to know those "Men" were 17 to early 20s just makes me think of them as kids. We are so blessed to live where we do and I am and always will be so grateful to those who serve this country. I read a quote while there and I have heard it before but there it is just so fitting. Never was so much owed by so many to so few- Winston Churchill. This was mine and Dave's favorite part of the trip. But honestly it's Hawaii you cant help but love it all.
But this trip couldn't have happened with out an AMAZING person... Grandma Julie. I can't say thank you enough times to her. I was a mess before we left worrying about him, sleeping, doing OK with out us, eating, just every little thing but after we left I never once had to worry about how Parx was doing. They had so much fun together so much that every time we would call he was to busy playing with his cousins to even talk to me more than a minute. She did so good with him that when it came time for her to leave they were both in tears which of course was bitter sweet. I'm so glad Parx loves her that much and had such a good time with her.
Also Nate and Laci for inviting us and putting up with us the whole week. We are so lucky to have such great friends and hope to do this more often.
 
 
 







 






 
 


 
Waikiki Beach




 



Turtle bay

Diamond Head
 



 



 
These two were so cute, I couldn't believe they made it up this
hike. They were 80 and 89!! and didn't even have a camera
so I took this to email to a son.
I can only hope to be that awesome at their age, and to have a
good friend to do it with incase Dave isn't around;)


 



 
Birthday Boy!!
Best Birthday ever.

 
 


 




 





 
Waimea Falls



 



 





 


Luau
 







 



 
 
Pearl Harbor

 


 
 
 
 
 






 
 


 


 

 
Punch bowl cemetery

 
 
Photo: just met the sweetest korean war vet at punch bowl. he was 22 when he got sent to korea and said he almost froze because they didn't send him in warm enough clothes. he had never been to hawaii to see the memorial or pearl harbor. #grateful #inawe #punchbowl #proudtobeanamerican
This was a vet from the Koren war we met. He was so sweet
and told us he was 22 when he was sent over and froze
because they hadn't sent and prepared
them with the right clothes.