I recently posted a bunch of videos of Lily as a little baby. Jon and I were watching them the other day and we forgot how small she was. When Jon was watching her as a two month old, he said he was almost frustrated for her because she looked like she was trying to move around but was so constricted in that little body. If you want to see more of them, then after you watch this one it will show the history kind of like on youtube, just click on one of the icons and it will bring you to my vimeo site where all my videos are.
Thursday, September 29, 2011
Lily surprised us by sucking through the straw...she hasn't done it since but she did it with Jamba Juice.
Above is our make shift wading pool. Lily LOVED it and we boiled water on the stove to add to the hose water so it'd be refreshing but not frigid.
Trista is our friend from the ward we met in. Jon was her home teacher and she was my roommate. It was great to have her stop by.
Thank you Delys for the cute towels for our girls! Lily's is so nice and I'm excited for Suzy to use hers too.
"Camping" at the cabin.
Yeah for our successful square foot garden! Well...maybe we haven't even come close to harvesting our fall crop but there are sprouts and that's a good sign.
Here are the projects I've been working on this week. Redecorating our room was an especially fun birthday treat.
After: My sister came up with this idea. Its pretty much just contact paper and dollar pumpkins from Walmart. I used the plastic kind so I can use the decoration next year.
After: I painted the side tables white and spray painted the lamps. I also made the pillow covers and took three trips to Kmart to find the perfect comforter.
Sunday, September 18, 2011
Every year the neighbors on the street where I grew up get together for a picnic. This year a lot of my friends who I used to ride scooters, play at the park and make crazy movies together were married. As I looked around and saw how much had changed from my childhood memories. On our way out, Jon and I drove past the the home that I grew up in until 9th grade. While we drove by I felt so nostalgic. I remembered so many times there that were wonderful. There are the classic moments that we have on video...dance competitions as kids, introducing "Sammy the Seal," John's birthday party where all throughout the happy birthday song he's yelling "Don't blow the candle Josh...don't blow it Josh and Lauren."
Then there are the memories that didn't get cemented in a video...mine and Anna's plan to make a secret hiding place under the stairs. We thought we could just cut a hole in the wall that would make a great little door and we could keep it a secret. I remember thinking it'd be better if we just started construction...Dad might not give the go ahead. But then I saw how many spiders ran under the unfinished stair case just outside our bedroom door so we gave up the plan. I remember playing in the sand box in the back yard when we were little. John, Scott (our good friend) Anna and I had an intricate game that we played, I can't remember the details but the vague idea of acting our Mega Man characters comes to mind. I remember the forest green carpet and how fitting that seemed through the Christmas season, the house felt so cozy with all the snow outside. Then there was the first Tyler snow day of every year. When the snow finally fell long enough to stick to the ground and be a few inches deep, my Mom would let all the kids stay home and play in it. We'd have pancakes and hot chocolate and spend the day outside as a family. I remember wrapping presents for a family in need on Christmas Eve and setting up the tree and present in their house, then seeing how excited they were. My Mom was so good at letting us make messes at times because she knew how much fun we'd have in the process. One example is that she'd color some salt and then pour it on a cookie sheet so that there was an even layer all along the bottom. We'd put our fingers in the salt and run it around so make art. Then, when we were done, she'd shake the pan a little bit like an etch-a-sketch and we had an even bed of salt to write/draw in again. She'd also make play dough from scratch with us. When I got old enough to make it myself, I always hoped there'd be some cream of tartar in the cupboard. I also remember one time that she found Matthew covered in flour from head to toe. She let the rest of the us kids grab flour and throw it at each other for ten minutes so that we had the entire floor, table, counters and ourselves covered in a film of fine dust. You can just imagine what a fun time that was...I don't remember the clean up either though I'm sure we all helped with that too. My Dad was so good at making us all feel loved and appreciated. I remember always knowing that he loved me. He used to make model rockets so we could go shoot them off at Bonneville park as a family. He'd load them up with their cartridges of powder...not sure what they use to propel them...and then let us take turns pushing the red button to shoot them into the air. All of us would run around on the field as it came down, trying to catch it or be the first to retrieve it. He would often get out the video camera and interview or tape all of the kids just messing around. And, Dad always, always gave Mom a kiss when he got home. I never thought it was gross even as a little girl, I always loved seeing that they loved each other and knowing that they loved us.
I remember family nights - most that I do remember in that house were right before we moved. They are characterized by Joseph and Matthew running around...they were a pretty destructive force as far as an FHE lesson goes. But, we still had them. I remember one family night in particular where my Dad said, "I'm going to teach you something very important and something that's true so I want you listen. It all comes down to messes." He then went on to teach about the Atonement and how Jesus made a way to clean up the messes we make in life; He paid for our sins and He is the one who can help us clean up the messes we make. I remember the yellow walls in the kitchen and that my Mom was almost always cheery and happy. I remember the feeling that was there - one of security and confidence and love. When we drove past that house I couldn't help but love the house itself. I was thinking about why I love that house so much and a scripture came to my mind. The verse is talking about how the people who were baptized in the waters of Mormon felt about that place. Mosiah 18:30 "how beautiful are they to the eyes of them who there came to the knowledge of their Redeemer; yea, and how blessed are they, for they shall sing to his praise forever." I also remember learning to read my scriptures every day because I saw Anna doing it. I remember feeling the anguish of starting 7th grade, feeling like I didn't fit in and I had no friends, but being comforted as I prayed. My parents taught me so much of the gospel there - they made our house a sacred place to be - they gave me love and taught me the principles that I needed to succeed. It was in that house that I gained my own testimony of the gospel because of the atmosphere that my parents created. I just wanted to say thank you Mom and Dad for all the years of love and struggle and messes and happiness and teaching. Thank you for all the fun childhood memories that you gave us.
Since I'm so old now, having just had a birthday ;) I felt a little sad that those times of childhood were gone...that they'd passed so quickly and I was so busy having fun that I kind of missed it. Then I thought - "Wait...I have another phase of childhood to go - my children's childhood. I get to try to make it as wonderful and full of joy as mine was only this time I'll probably remember even more of it."
Thursday, September 15, 2011
I think I'm the luckiest person in the world. I saw Jon putting Lily down for her nap this morning and thought, "This is the best birthday I've ever had." I'm so grateful for my wonderful husband and my sweet little Lily AND little Suzy who is on her way. Happy Happy Birthday to me. Although, that chocolate themed birthday was a close second to this one. Thanks Mom :)