Sunday, December 28, 2008

This Was Christmas


Natalie was given the honor of opening the first gift of the season. It was a glowworm from her brothers and sister. She looked at it on her lap and then bent down and kissed it.



About 3 minutes later, she spit up her carrots all over it and stained it orange.





And then came the morning (all too soon) where our good little boys and girls found presents from mom and dad, grandmas and grandpas, and of course good 'ol Saint Nic! Megan, no doubt, received everything on her wish list. From music to makeup, perfume and clothes...Barbies were NOT on the list this year. Matthew was excited to receive lazer tag, a clock, a calendar, a sled, and a game, but none of these were nearly as exciting as the Wii (compliments of Papa Joe). Earlier in the month I asked Jeremy if he was going to sit on Santa's lap and tell him what he wanted. "No," he said, "he doesn't bring me what I want anyway." Mom and Dad had a very serious talk with the man in the red suit. This year Jeremy decided that maybe Santa wasn't so bad after all. He was thrilled to find Hot Wheels, Play-Doh, Iron Man, Legos, a sled, and a "real" camera. Andrew was fixated all.day.long. on his Geo-trax, although he also received a Thomas the Train game, and his own special Wall-E pillow and blanket. Natalie found her very first laptop under the tree, and seemed somewhat interested in the dolly Santa left her. Otherwise we held her most of the day to keep her safe from all the chokable parts.

Hope your holiday was merry and bright too!

Ward Christmas Party

In the Spotlight

What team? WILDCATS!!!

Megan performed in the production, "High School Musical". She put in many hours of weekly practice for the last three months. She really looked the part. Her family enjoyed watching her and Jeremy was so excited that he got a chance to get up and dance with Megan. Unfortunately, my camera ran out of battery, but we managed to get a few good shots.




Karate Kid

Matthew also spent many hours over the last several weeks learning Karate. He was given opportunity to test his new skills in the martial arts.



As you can see by the very proud look on his face, he has now advanced to orange belt!


Wednesday, December 10, 2008

Andrew's been enjoying Christmas....

Andrew caught on early that Christmas was just around the corner. His first clue was at Walmart (where else?) where he saw a huge Christmas tree. He was so excited as he pointed at the tree...*Christmas, Mom, Christmas!*
And then he heard Matthew singing, "Jingle Bells". So I've been hearing him sing *Jingle bells, jingle bells......all the way!* over and over. That's all he can remember. I was just thinking last night how nice it was that he wasn't repeating, *Batman smells* after his older brothers. No sooner did I think that when I heard those silly words come out of my sweet little guy's mouth. His brothers, of course, thought they were the bomb, *Did you hear Andrew, Mom?!*
Here is the aftermath of him playing with the ornaments the day after we decorated our tree...out of the corner of my eye I thought he was playing with Natalie's toys. I'm still deaf in one ear from this lousy cold and couldn't hear him breaking them until I heard a huge CRASH!
Here he is with the lights before we could get them up outside...













And here he is after opening the first present I put under the tree... He walked up to me, present in hand, "It's happy birthday mom!" I tried to tell him it was "merry Christmas" and that we had to wait, but he didn't quite get it. Now I KNOW for sure to not put anything else under the tree until December 24th. Yes, he found the scissors on his own.

Monday, December 8, 2008

Candy Cane Smiles

Natalie girl, so sweet at nine months old! She’s now crawling and cutting teeth. She’s becoming more fond of her expanding food choices; most especially Dad's smashed potatoes, pizza, ice cream, .....and candy canes. She is well taken care of by her siblings. Megan gives her pedicures regularly. Matthew totes her around the house everywhere. Jeremy is her constant entertainment, able to elicit a belly-laugh at any time. Andrew is quick with affection; he frequently comes up to her, saying * kiss, kiss* and then sweetly gives her a kiss on her baldy head. And don’t you dare take anything away from her; she’s very good at letting you know she is NOT happy with you. Oh, and by the way, Brent informed me this past Sunday that the ward clerk has no record of her blessing. Does that mean we have to do it again? Hmmmm. Yeah, she's still a Natalie.

SNOW Finally!


It didn't really stick, but it made us more hopeful for a white Christmas.

Christmas Parade

On Saturday we went to the Tooele County parade. Coincidentally, we ran into my good friend Tanya and her kids. They all had a great time loading up on candy.




And here's our good friend Bob, driving the Walmart truck...









Jeremy let us know that this was the real Santa Claus. Note he's riding on the Wells Fargo stage coach. I wonder if Santa's looking for a bail out too?

Monday, December 1, 2008

My Christmas Story

I was talking with my mom the morning of Thanksgiving, asking her questions about my turkey preparation. I told her that before I stuffed it, I dried the inside with a paper towel. As I was doing this, I said to Brent, "I don't know if this is necessary, but I remember watching my mom always do this." My mom laughed, telling me the reason she did it was because she watched her mom do it. We both laughed at ourselves, recalling the story about the young bride who cut off the ends of the roast because her mom did it. And her mom did it because her mom did it. And the reason the grandma did it is because her pot wasn't big enough for the roast.

I had just recently been thinking about holiday traditions, remembering a talk given by Sister Cheryl C. Lant at General Conference last spring. She spoke on establishing righteous traditions in our families. These were her poignant questions:
"What kinds of traditions do we have? Some of them may have come from our fathers, and now we are passing them along to our own children. Are they what we want them to be? Are they based on actions of righteousness and faith? Are they mostly material in nature, or are they eternal? Are we consciously creating righteous traditions, or is life just happening to us? Are our traditions being created in response to the loud voices of the world, or are they influenced by the still, small voice of the Spirit? Are the traditions that we are creating in our families going to make it easier for our children to follow the living prophets, or will they make it difficult for them?"

Growing up in the Catholic faith, I remember attending a special Christmas mass called the Hanging of the Greens. It marked the beginning of the Advent Season, a four week time period prior to Christmas in which we prepared for the coming of Christ. We began lighting the Advent wreath. It was an evergreen wreath that held five candles of symbolic colors, one to be lit each week and the last candle, a white one in the center, to be lit on Christmas Eve. Each candle represented a specific purpose that would be a step in preparing us for the coming of Christ. On Christmas Eve we would attend mass, and then gather at my aunt’s house for a meal and to exchange gifts as a family. I remember my sisters, my cousins and myself being so anxious to open our first Christmas gifts (even though we always knew it would be pajamas, socks, underwear, or some other undesirable article of clothing). And of course, we would go to bed that night with our stockings all hung by the chimney with care, in hopes that St. Nicholas soon would be there.

Looking back, Brent and I had only one Christmas together with Megan before we separated. Our first Christmas together again as a family was five years later. At that time we had just moved to Utah and had become homesick for celebrating Christmas with our extended families. We spent that first Christmas back in California.
Since then you can say we've been doing alot of letting "life just happen to us". We always do the usual holiday stuff....we shop, we wrap, we bake. We attend the parties, the programs, and the productions. We donate, deliver, and deck the halls. But to what end?

The absences of the Advent season, Christmas Eve mass, and my children's grandparents nearby have left a vacancy in my Christmas seasons that I've struggled to fill. While once again attempting to resolve my annual dilemma, I had an inspiring thought. The idea came to me to incorporate the traditions of my childhood into our Christmases of today. I want to shift from just participating in holiday activities to establishing meaningful traditions; traditions that will help us remember our Savior while partaking of all the goodness of this joyous Season. We will begin (tonight) four Mondays before Christmas Eve. Each week we will hold a special family home evening with a specific theme.

Week 1: Service. We will show our love for the Savior and gratitude for His Eternal Sacrifice by giving of ourselves to others through service. We will review scriptures associated with service and discuss ideas for daily service opportunities. We will hang our service stocking in which we will place a marble for every act of service performed throughout the Season. The idea is that by Christmas, the stocking will be heavy to represent others’ burdens we have lightened through service.
We will also choose a family service project. One of Brent's childhood memories is doing the 12 days of Christmas. We repeated that tradition our first two Christamses as newlyweds. Fun memories. Over the years we've experimented with different ones. Last year our neighborhood came up with the idea of contributing to a local family shelter in lieu of exchanging gifts among neighbors. Each family purchased the desired items on their adopted family's list and then we all gathered together at one neighbor's home to enjoy some holiday cheer. The kids enjoyed choosing gifts for the family we adopted, and I didn't have to redirect their focus like I thought I would.

Week 2: Symbols. On this night we will discuss the symbolic nature of ordinances, and how they all bear record of Jesus Christ. We will also discuss the symbols of Christmas. This is the night we will also decorate our Christmas tree.




Week 3
: Preparation. We will talk of John the Baptist and his foreordained mission to prepare the way of the Lord. We will set a specific individual goal for the upcoming year that will focus on improving ourselves so that we may be better prepared to meet our Savior. Later in the week we will attend the temple, participating in the ordinances that are preparatory to receiving the blessings of exaltation. In years to come, we hope to be joined by our children, and eventually their spouses.

Week 4: Family. Last year we got together with nearby extended family. We grazed, and visited, and sang our favorite Christmas songs. Hoping to continue this year what we started last year.


Christmas Eve: Reflection and celebration. In years past, my feelings on this night can best be compared to the parable of the ten virgins. I've felt much like the five foolish virgins whose lamps were empty when the call to meet the Bridegroom was made. Attempting anything spiritual on this night, to me, was much like running to get my oil at the last minute. By giving purpose to our holiday activities, I'm hoping this year I will feel more like the five wise virgins whose lamps were full and thus prepared to go into the marriage.
On this night, we will gather as a family around our Christmas tree and reflect on what we have done to prepare ourselves for the coming of Christ. And then we will begin our celebration. I most enjoy watching my children's excitement as they open their first Christmas gifts. I love the tradition of setting out cookies for Santa and carrots for his reindeer, as it always sparks their wonderings as to what he will bring them. When the time comes to quiet our celebration, and to quiet our thoughts, we will read of Christ's birth and reflect on its meaning in our lives. And then finally we will nestle these, our children, all snug in their beds, so that visions of sugar-plums may dance in their heads.

Friday, November 28, 2008

Thanksgiving

It's just not the same when we're here all alone. I think the highlight of our day was wandering through Walmart. We had to get medicine for Natalie and took the long way around to the pharmaceuticals. When we returned home, we finished preparing our meal and attempted to sit down and enjoy our Thanksgiving feast. I don't think all seven of us were ever sitting down at the same time for more than a minute. We managed two drink spills and three meltdowns before Brent and I sat down together. By then, the kids were done picking at their plates and wanted to go play. In the midst of it all, Megan graced us with her keen observation, "Thanksgiving is such a weird holiday...I mean the whole day is all about eating a big meal. It's just dumb." Hmmm. Maybe we're going to have to rethink how we do this holiday in the future.
Perhaps dinner left a little to be desired....but pie time never leaves us wanting.

And it's just not Thanksgiving if Dad doesn't take his obligatory after-the-meal nap.

All in all, it really was a good day, especially when we have all of this to be thankful for:

Wednesday, November 26, 2008

It's Tradition Now...

The annual kindergarten classes' Native American feast. So it looks like the brown paper sack vests and froot loop necklaces are still a hit.


Matthew
November 2005












Jeremy
November 2008

Monday, November 17, 2008

Andrew's Happy Birthday

Poor little guy has to wait all year for everyone else to have his birthday before we get to his. He's got it down now. Whenever he sees a birthday cake or candles he calls it "happy birthday". We took him to Walmart the other day so he could pick out his own happy birthday-he chose yellow cake with chocolate frosting, he hugged it close and wouldn't put it down.
This morning he woke up to balloons and a big yellow dump truck in his room. He was so excited about the balloons, he ran right past the truck, kicking the balloons all around his room. And then....he discovered THE TRUCK!



After we got everyone off to school, Natalie and I took him to the Children's Museum at the Gateway.















It took me a while to get him past the first display....









And then he discovered the water, another word for heaven in Andrew's vocabularly....
Now here's somethng new...
It wasn't long before he sat down in the lift and pointed to the crank for me to lift him up. I told him he was too heavy....and then a moment of "Brentness" overcame me and I put Natalie in the lift. We lifted her about a foot off the ground. She thought it was funny.

In honor of Papa Joe....

Now he's definitely died and gone to heaven....

I could watch this look of fascination all day long. Love it! Love it!

A little treat to top off the day.....chocolate ice cream cone....mmmmm!

We invited Uncle Paul, Aunt Cami, and cousin Cali over for cake and ice cream , but he fell asleep before the party even started.

His brothers gave him a jump start and he was up and going again!






Make a wish bud...
we love you!