Thursday, February 16, 2012

The Great 8!

These three boys all have birthdays within 4 weeks of each other.  The goofy one in the middle is my wonderful son.

We celebrated with an adventure in the great outdoors party--inside!


(Okay, we went outside for a few things....)


Making tin lanterns--what little boy doesn't love pounding nails?

Tin lanterns.

Flameless tin lanterns--gave them each a battery-operated tea light :).

S'more fun.


Ooey, gooey, sticky, yummy mess!

Clues as to where Big Foot took their goodie bags.  They ran through several national parks
(i.e. Niagara Falls was the stairs...



 Goodie bags...


Baptism Day!



 We all support you--we just can't all hold still at the same time for a picture.



 He turned 8 right in time for the annual Pinewood Derby.  Yes, the
youngest scout is the tallest.  Crazy!


 The Great 8 [year old]!  We love this little man!

Thursday, February 9, 2012

Pains....

Warning: whiny post ahead


I am reflecting back on the past year and realize that it has been the most painful of my life, thus far.  (And if I'm lucky--the last!!)

A year ago I was pregnant and it was actually pretty good.  I did have to deal with a hip going out several times, as well as my back.  That had never happened before, with my other pregnancies, but my husband reminded me that I was no longer a spring chicken, yes, too true.  I worked through the pain and took it easy (ha, ha).

Labor, was labor, which meant pain, but that was expected.

I had surgery last May and recovery meant pain.  But, I got slowly better.

Cue the past few months--real pain has ensued!  Mastitis and thrush.  Or maybe it was thrush, then mastitis, then thrush.   I just don't know. 

All I know is thrush is worse than labor.   It is the worst pain I have ever, ever felt in my life.  Enough to leave me crying and practically incapacitated.  Enough to cause me to lock myself in my bathroom and wish to die.  Enough to get me to crawl to the doctor and pharmacy to get help!  (You know me and "toughing" things out...)

My heart goes out to any of you who've ever had thrush before.  I can now empathize with you.  What did our poor ancestors do before there were modern medicines?  Voluntary masectomies?   That thought definitely crossed my mind.

I feel grateful that the sun has finally risen on the dark night of pain.

Sunday, January 29, 2012

Thawed out!

Seattle had a major storm last, last week.  Areas north of Seattle got between 10-20 inches of snow.  Those of us to the south got between 5-12 inches of snow and ICE like I've never seen before! 

School was out on Monday because of MLK Jr.'s b-day.  The kids enjoyed playing in the 2-3 inches of newly fallen snow.  Tuesday was a 2-hour late start. 


Late Tue. night/early Wed. morning we got about 5 inches more of snow.  School was cancelled.  We had friends over and I even bundled up the baby so that I could let him touch snow and take the older kids sledding.  It takes 4 hours more for me to do anything nowadays so we "finally" made it out to sled around 3pm.  By then, freezing rain was falling.  This made for some good slippery slopes but everyone got cold fast so when I said we needed to go home and warm up the baby--all children were excited to leave (this never happens)!  (And yes, those are wimpy pool intertubes, because mom still hasn't justified the purchase of buying real sleds for an area that gets only about 2 snow days a year.  They still had fun and that's what counted :)









Thursday morning I got up to go running, as usual.  My companions and I had to opt for a slippery walk/slide because everything was ice-covered.  The poor trees and plants had one inch of ice on them.  We saw several downed trees and branches. 






My poor neighbors had some heavy boughs knock out part of their deck.  He spent most of the day on the extension ladder sawing off limbs with a chainsaw to prevent any from falling on their house.



Thankfully things warmed up on Friday and things began to thaw, but the damage was so sad to see....




 

There was no school Thursday and Friday.  Saturday was spent assessing the damages and cutting up broken limbs.  On Sunday we had a combined tri-ward sacrament meeting at a different building because our building was without power.

We are so blessed.  I have said countless prayers, both uttered and silent, because of His grace and protection.  We were some of the few, in our area, to have not lost power.  We didn't have very much tree damage, either.  My husband was able to help out a lot at work and I believe we were blessed in his absence and because of the great service he provided to others.

It never hurts to be prepared, people!  I can attest to that in trials past and now this!




 

Thursday, January 5, 2012

December flurries...


My Christmas newsletter went out after Christmas--here's why...

Santa!

Kindergarten gingerbread houses.





Riding the Polar Express.

Can you hear the bell?

The famous "Blue House" that we took several visitors to see.

Nutcracker ballet!


More frosted fun.

Early Christmas at grandparents with out-of-town cousins.

Best part of the present is the bow.

Christmas manis and pedis!

Lovely!

My hubby is thrilled to see the cougars.

Reindeer!

Sleigh ride.

Lovely.


Another one...

More sugary stuff.


He missed the last day of school, due to illness,
so we made our own Christmas trees at home over the break.

Mixing Christmas morning with getting ready for church...

First Christmas!

Hubby and his sis with their babies.

Results of a tired kindergartner's Christmas day tantrum.

The end!