Preschool Graduation Ice Cream party and Last Day of school

Last Thursday Isaac had his last day of preschool and I was the only one that was going to be able to go because Jon had jury duty but he was able to come.  Isaac was so excited that his daddy could come. We started off with a ice cream sundae then Mrs. Goble his teacher gave a presentation on how the school year went with pictures and a song to go along with the slide show. His teacher LOVES giraffes do the whole room was themed with them. She was the most wonderful preschool teacher. Isaac adored her as well as I. He learned so much and had a fun time. They even made giraffes on paper plates and had the children do giraffe races. It was so cute!! 

Jared and Taylor had their last day last Friday and FINALLY they were able to have free dress day. The are required to wear uniforms which is fine but this new principal this year didn't give them as many as the old principal. Looking at Jared and Taylor makes me sad. They've grown so much in this past year. And to think come September I will have a Kindergartener, a 2nd grader and a 3rd grader! CRAZY!!!

Peanut Butter

Yesterday was the official first day of Summer vacation. I had grandiose plans of sleeping in, exercising, washing some dishes. The sleeping in part "somewhat" happened. I woke up about 9am and went downstairs and the kids had behaved themselves, fed themselves and everyone was happy. So I went back upstairs to clean my room when my two year old walks in to my room. Lo and behold there was peanut butter all over her! Her hair had globs and globs! I was FURIOUS!! 😡 I went downstairs and in the backyard I find my 5 year old with a jar of peanut butter opened and I quickly survey the situation. It's EVERYWHERE!!! The trampoline net, the bottom of it, the dog, his hair, his brothers clothes, the back deck, and his baby sister! I LOST it!!! I threw words out of my mouth and was LIVID! When I calmed down I made him get the hose and clean it and write me 25 sentences, "I will not be naughty". He was so angry that it took him a couple of hours to complete them and then plopped himself on the couch and fell asleep. Hindsight is always 20/20 and in thinking about it today I overreacted and I know that. So we had a mini family home evening lesson on keeping places holy. I posed a question to them, "Would you walk into our church building and wipe peanut butter all over the walls?" They replied, "No". I then proceeded to let them know that's how we treat our home and all the things that belong to us. I'll thank my aunt for bringing that analogy to me and today I can now laugh at it because when you have boys this phrase ALWAYS applies, "It seemed like a good idea at the time". 

Broken Down

Last Thursday night I ran my dishwasher and then halfway through its drying cycle it died. I hadn't realized it until Friday evening when I decided to get around unloading it. I opened the door and all of the dishes were still wet! Ugh...so I turned it on and nothing. It was toast! What was I going to do now? Oh wash dishes by hand. YEAH!!! Not really and I had a bad attitude. I wasn't going to wash dishes that is what I have kids for right? Jon took the dishwasher out and unplugged the power to see if that would work...nothing, nada, zilch! Jon told Tinsley to talk to the dishwasher so it would work and he asked her is it a girl or a boy? Her reply, "It's a girl" and does it have a name? Her reply, " Heather". HA HA HA very funny. Well it was evident that the dishes were going to be needed to washed by hand. I learned that when I washed the dishes I was calm and I actually had time to reflect on things. It also made me realize that having a dishwasher is a luxury a nice convenient luxury. The pioneers didn't have these and so I changed my attitude and I wash my dishes with a smile on my face. Perspective is what I gained. Having a different perspective upon things make a HUGE difference in the way you look at the world in general. So I wash my dishes with pride and think it could be worse...

Burdens and Blessings

Where to even begin with all of the thoughts in my head. Lately a lot has been happening to friends, family members and people I've never met but read their stories. You have to wonder (because we all do) why God has allowed these things to transpire? Why do good people have to suffer? I was having a discussion with my husband last night about these very things. Jesus stood for in the counsel in heaven and said,  "Here I am send me" I wonder if that's what we all did meaning we knew what burdens and challenges we would be facing in this lifetime. Or were they chosen to take then upon them these challenges. The nice thing about being a member of The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints is that I have the knowledge of families being together FOREVER. Death doesn't separate us that is why we are sealed for time and ALL eternity in the temple. I had the opportunity to fast for a little one yesterday who is very sick in my ward. How extremely wonderful it was to be able to do that. The windows of Heaven were opened and things became clear to me and I really started to understand the meaning of bearing one another's burdens. In the Book Of Mormon in Mosiah Chapter 18 verses 8-10 it talks about this. Alma talks about being desirous to come into the fold of God and are willing to bear one another's burdens that they may be light and willing to mourn with those who mourn and comfort those that stand in need of comfort. A lightbulb went off in my head. This is exactly what I and others in our ward did yesterday. We lifted this family up and bore their burdens with them. I can't even begin to imagine how the savior felt in the garden of Gethsemane the things he took upon himself for us all. I am truly humbled by the experience I had yesterday. It was a blessing to be able to do that and being able to bear their burden with them. It makes my struggles far less significant and makes me really take in to account what I have in my life and how thankful I am for it all. I love my children, I simply ADORE and LOVE my husband and am truly grateful that I chose to come to the family I came to. I love my life and wouldn't have it any other way.

I don't know

I seem to ALWAYS do this. Wait and wait and wait until my head is exploding from overload to pen my thought down. I have a journal but do I write in it NO, I have scriptures do I read them occasionally (ok once in a blue moon), do I pray when I remember. My life it seems has recently gotten a lot more complicated. Sports, scouts, callings, a dog, 5 chickens. Did I mention we got a dog??!! What the heck was I thinking? FIVE chickens you ask yes but they don't talk back so zero problems there. I LOVE running and have had ZERO time to commit to it which makes me sad. It is my outlet with my own thoughts. May 4th of this month I ran a 1/2 Marathon and I hadn't trained but ran it in 2:00:40 not bad for not training but imagine what I could do if I had trained! I'm having a hard time with my depression so am on an additional medication to go along with the other in currently on. BIG difference it actually helps with ADD in adults! And wouldn't you know I can FOCUS now and read a book!! Makes me HAPPY!! Food; Food is NOT my friend. I have gained 20lbs since last summer and its my own fault. I stopped going to Weight Watchers because we had to many things going on with kids sports. I recently re joined and I am a Lifetime member but not at goal. I had to join to keep me accountable for my eating habits or lack there of. It's hard I beat myself up daily and try to figure out why I was in control after I lost the weight with my youngest boy and why I was in control of food. It kills me that I have to lose this weight only because this is the FIRST time ever that I've gained weight without not being pregnant and gaining the weight. I'm also a screamer not a yeller but a SCREAMER. There is a difference between the two. I scream to the point that I'm in a rage and everyone in my path (mainly my children) need to back away. I'm seriously considering going to see a physiatrist with the hopes of helping me. I also just signed up for a 30 day challenge to help with the yelling. Something's got to give before I lose my mind...

Isaac's 5th bday

I can't believe my eyes! My little baby boy (my biggest baby 8lbs 12oz) turns 5 today. I think I blinked my eyes and he just grew! I love this child he makes me laugh and makes me smile! We had a kid birthday party for him at the house with some friends he chose to invite over. They did a craft together which I found on Pinterest. They used Sharpies on the plates and then baked them. He wanted a chocolate cake with marshmallow frosting in the middle and then a green jello frosting on the top. When he was ready to blow out his candles it took him FOREVER it was so funny! So a birthday tradition we have is each child gets to pick dinner for that night wether it be at home or going out. Well Isaac chose to go to Old Country Buffet, OCB or the gum n slurp ( as Jon's dad likes to call it) the kids love it and they get balloons made so EVERYONE is happy. It was a great day and its a good thing we don't party or drink or we'd have one sad little boy on his birthday New Years Eve :)

Thoughts

There are times in ones life when you've felt left out, abandoned, hurt, alone etc..
So you have to wonder did you do something wrong, do others just don't think to include you. I guess it goes both ways. People may think I'm this outgoing person but what I actually am is a combo of an introvert and a extrovert. I want to be included I want to be liked but when do you get to that point? It hurts sometimes to be left out to be the one standing on the sidelines, to watch but never be included. It would be nice to have someone (other then) my husband to talk to about things, hang out but I guess I may not be that person. I had a best friend in high school we did EVERYTHING together but eventually we grew apart so maybe what I'm saying is twos company threes a crowd...