her words

A delightful treat to read on mothers day. Written in their own words, typos and all, with the help of questions to prompt.




Funny, nice, helpful, and silly
Mother of... Megan, Bella, and Tess
Lover of...kids, art, and chocolate
Who feels...loved, cared for, and awsame
Who needs...love, family, and friends
Who gives...kisses, warm hugs, and lovings
Who would licke... to see world, future, and jungle.
Love, Megan

You are special because...you buy our food we need, and you make the food to feed us and be healthy.
I like it when...you help me when I need it, and draw with me.
I think your best at...art, photography, sewing, dealing with kids.
I like to make you smile...by smiling back, making funny jokes.
You are as pretty...as a daisy, sunset, sky on a bright sunny day.
You are smart! You even know...mathematics, what's under my bed, where to put things and what to do at the right time.
When I'm at school my mom...goes shopping, laundry, reads, nap, clean, makes food, pictures, talk with friends, pull some weeds in the garden, call on phone, do her photography class, make plans for the week, make brownies.
My mother worries about...our rooms not being clean, bad grades, me practicing my piano, clean clothes, getting hurt, going places on my own.
The most important thing about her life...is love and her family.
Love, Tess

[I'm sharing the projects they did in school, so the other thoughtful words, including Bella's, I will keep for me]

After I stopped smiling after such a delightful morning with breakfast in bed and sweet thoughtful words from each of my girls -- wait I never really did stop smiling -- I couldn't help be grateful for them for coming into my life and making my dreams come true of becoming a mother. As i assume you mothers know, it hasn't always been exactly what I imagined, how could you really know what you're in for. It has certainly tried my patience, made me question myself, but it has, aside from starting a life with adam, been the greatest thing I've ever had the chance to experience. I am most blessed to have my three and I certainly wouldn't want it any other way.

I hope all you lovely mothers had a fabulous day!

12of12 | May

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01. Adam came home from taking the girls (and two friends) to get bagels and related how on the outs he was this morning sitting at a table with 5 girls. Supposedly they didn't stop talking long enough to eat and he couldn't get a word in edgewise. He felt he was on the outside, no longer apart of the conversation that ebb and flowed with laughter.
02. Our day was filled up and my lazy morning in bed only made me behind schedule. I ran to the grocery store and got home just in time to drop the food on the counter and head to Tess' art show.
03. This was one of Tess' pieces she had on display at the art show.
04. We were in the car a lot today.
05. Soccer :: there were two games that overlapped one another. I don't mind having them back to back, but I hate only getting to see half of each.
06. Tess and her friend enjoying the mother's day card Adam was making for his mom.
07. The first watermelon of the season. Delicious.
08. When Megan and her cousin Olivia get together they always end up switching clothes and copying each others hair styles.
09. We met at Robyn's new place to celebrate Mother's day. The first of many celebrations to come -- I hope. :)
10. I'm either getting too old or out of shapes (i hope it's neither). After channeling the kid inside I jumpped for a few minutes with Bella and it took my legs sometime to recover.
11. I saw this photo on Robyn's dresser of her with her siblings and of course loved it. I always imagine my boy would look just like that if I had a son.
12. Heading home.

I love at the end of the day when you've been taking photos the whole way along and thinking you didn't get enough or it wasn't a great day for photos and be pleasantly surprised with what you captured. I suppose your day can be full enough that you forget all that you've done. It was enjoyable to look back at my day and remember it was a great day, full of togetherness. I hope you all had a great day as well. Don't forget to share. :)

12of12 reminder

It's 9pm and I'm just now realizing tomorrow is the 12th. Here is your last minute reminder. Sorry I'm getting this post out to you so late. Enjoy your weekend, I'm excited to capture a Saturday, and I'll see you tomorrow!

random thoughts on a thursday morning

4:55am this morning my alarm rang out and almost immediately I began chasing my dream. I was not ready to be done with it, to wake from my subconscious, and yet as if beyond my control the hours of sleep faded into the growing light and I wasn't sure what I was chasing anymore. It was gone. The day was upon me.

I guess I should be grateful this morning for this hour and fifteen minutes during violin lessons to write. I woke with the desire of expression, to give my thoughts a voice. I don't nearly do it as often as I want to and am saddened by all that I've missed in my quiet.

In my quiet I have grown absent and almost distant with some of my most favorite people. I miss my friends.

May I've decided is one of the busiest months of the year aside from December. Everything is wrapping up and filling up our schedule, not to mention school activities that I have been volunteering for -- not sure what I was thinking. I feel I have definitely maxed myself out and am quite ready for the summer and a little down time. Funny I should say that, when I look at our summer schedule it is anything but slow. It should be good though and full of summery stuff.

Adam continues to travel frequently. Work is keeping him as busy as ever, unfortunately its just not in town. We are holding up the fort without him home, though he is very much missed by all and treated like a rock star when he opens the door. I think he misses the comforts of home just as much, but we both put on a brave face, grateful that this need to travel is a blessing, an answer to our prayers, and keeping us afloat.

Yesterday we celebrated our seventeenth year of knowing one another -- has it really been that long?

Squam is quickly approaching and all my time is going towards working out the kinks, making a power-point, and reviewing my class. I get a little anxious about the work I still feel is left and yet when I do it, and immerse myself, I simple can't wait to teach it -- and I can't wait to see the lake in June.

I have been following along with my friend Maya Stein on her adventure across the country. She's riding a bike with a typewriter in tow and meeting all kinds of people along the way seeking unique perspectives to fill up her pages. I admire her so much for seeing this dream to it's fruition. Makes me contemplate my own. Doesn't it seem a dream should come easy, natural because it's what you always wanted, it's what you've pushed for? This year I have come face to face with that reality and I'm telling you when your dream is finally at a reachable distance it can be overwhelming, scary even, and you wonder what sort of business you had dreaming such a thing. Even dreams, I'm learning take an exorbitant amount of blood, sweat, and tears, but when you are there, living it, it's more rewarding than you can possibly imagine.

Remind me not to forget that -- nothing comes easy, especially the things we want most.

xoxo

how we go

They left me
with your shadow,
saying things like
Life is not fair


& I believed them
for a long time.


But today,
I remembered
the way you laughed
& the heat
of your hand
in mine


& I knew that
life is more fair
than we can
ever imagine
if
we are there to live it

~storypeople

[iphone via instagram]

I gently closed the book, tears slowly falling down my cheeks, and said a prayer of thanksgiving that this life is not the end -- the relationships we are building and working on here will follow us into the next. My days have, for quite some time, moved around this simple, yet most precious truth, my family will live forever together when we are finished with this mortal experience. The peace this knowledge brings on a day to day basis is incomprehensible -- our end is most certainly a new beginning. What a gift.

I wish I could say this moment of solitude took place in the comfort of my bed or a dark quite space where I prefer to shed my tears, instead I sat behind the wheel of my car in the parking lot of Costco. The store hadn't opened quite yet when I parked and I couldn't keep myself from reading the end of The Fault In Our Stars even if I knew I wouldn't be entirely prepared to enter the public eye when I finished -- and I wasn't. I had been right about that.

Some might say it's a love story in unfortunate circumstances, and while I adore love stories this book spoke more to me about life -- how to live, how to appreciate the days we have, how to love and be loved. This book was yet another heavy reminder that while there is much in our way to make us fall, ultimately the path we carve is up to us. We have a choice which direction we go, or better yet, we have a choice how we go.

What will you choose? It's a question I ask myself on a daily basis. Almost as my eyes are attempting to let in the light my mind is already determining what kind of a day is ahead of me. It's a conscious choice I make daily to live in the present, to be happy, to not let the little things derail me. I can't say it always works, there are good days and bad days as I imagine you face as well, but it helps to know it's completely up to me to find the good. And when I can't, as is the case sometimes, I pray, seek perspective, lean on others to help carry me through, and hope for better understanding.
 

12of12 | April

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01. I wouldn't say I'm that committed to exercise to get up at 5am to do it, but if I don't have any other time to get it done during my day I will rise early if I must. I simple can't pass up the rush of endorphins it provides -- I need it to stay sane.
02. Took this as we walked into violin lessons. Love how light it is at 6:45am now, plus the mountains looks misty and beautiful. A perfect contrast next to the tree blossoms.
03. I am often amazed that she understands how to read the mass amount of tiny notes, let alone play them at a tempo too quick for me to follow along.
04. Reading with Megan's class. Cracks me up the way she was not sitting on her chair.
05. Blossoms mixed with snow.
06. While volunteering at the school Tess showed me the chicks that hatched only yesterday. I was surprised they were so interested in my camera, and loved how there was one looking at me intently as if to ask, what on earth are you doing?
07. When I left town last week Adam made some changes to the house. Among other things like redecorating our library (share photos soon), he reorganized our entry a bit, which included him gathering up a few of my old cameras I've collect over the years. I enjoy having them all together.
08. Megan flew in the house after dance and ran right passed me to give her dad a hug (he's been in Montana). None of us were really sure he was going to make it home tonight. He did!
09. Only Tess would be doing the dishes while eating an orange.
10. I purchased another CF card today -- need more memory for when I travel so I don't have to take my laptop. Thanks Kathy and Lori for your birthday gift.
11. Happy the sun finally came out tonight, just in time to set.
12. Thursdays are always long days for me and today was no different. Really looking forward to bed.

I honestly could have done a collection of just weather related photos -- today was a mixture of everything.

I hope regardless of what direction your day took you, you were able to see all good. :)

reminder

Sharing some of my latest instagrams as I get to the main reason for posting today -- 12of12.

April 12th is quickly approaching, it's tomorrow if you didn't realize. It sort of came out of the blue for me, I think I'm still living in March, so I understand if you too aren't aware of the date.

I hope you are ready and geared up for another day of photos -- I know I am.

Happy shooting.

open road

somewhere in idaho

Grateful to have the twelve hour drive north behind us, at least for a few days. Can't believe my sister does that as often as she does. For the most part it was a great drive considering the time and place. It wasn't the most beautiful drive I could imagine, but there is something lovely about the vast open spaces even if they are barren.

I started the trip off by choking down a diet coke, can't stand the stuff (I'm a water drinker), and remember wondering why it always tastes better when Adam makes it. I guess that has a lot to do with only taking sips inbetween buttery popcorn while enjoying a flick. At least it served its purpose -- took me forever to get the caffiene out of my system and fall asleep. I opted not to drink one the next day.

We stopped in Boise and stayed at a hotel that first night (we left late enough on Friday that I wanted to split up the drive). It was funny when the girls realized our plan to stop midway, they wouldn't stop talking about the hotel. In their celebration I wondered if they remembered their cousins were actually the final destination? They were more than a little excited to be sleeping in a foreign bed. They claim it was their first time -- I had to correct them, the first they can recall.

Of course I could have done without Megan puking in the back, at the perfectly wrong place, and being completely unprepared. There was no where to stop along the windy canyon so we were forced to wait -- without napkins, tissues, or anything close to paper towels I might add (don't ask me what I was thinking traveling without it, I have no idea). Poor Megan was not happy about it, though she took it like a champ. It was the rest of us who couldn't wait to get away from the noxious smell. Have I said too much? Don't worry, I will spare you with the details of the crazy clean up and what I saw when I finally opened the door -- it was everywhere. I will tell you, however, about the generous woman who was a God send and gave me a box of baby whips to clean up since the rest stop had no paper towels.

With the lack of civilization on the road we didn't have a radio signal to pick up general conference. I was quite let down, that was my big plan, but luckily I came prepared with a book on cd just in case. We listened to Thomas S. Monson's biography and loved knowing the girls were actually listening to. They kept asking me to turn it up.

I was shocked by how I never once heard, are we there yet? or how much longer? Maybe all my threats ahead of time actually worked ;)

I can't tell you how many times I wanted to pull over and grab my camera. It was torture that I was the driver and didn't have free access to shoot, even from my car. If I could have I would have showed you pictures of old barns and fences, rolling hills of green, barren lands, orchards just beginning to bloom, misty mountainous roads, Oregon pines, the road sign that said we were half way from the north pole and the equator, windmills in the distance, sunset peaking through the clouds, bridges and dams.

All and all it was a successful drive, though I'm more than happy to have reach our destination and to be spending time with my sister.

Happy spring break!

the party

We wanted Bella to have a party she wouldn't soon forget so we decided to have Adam create one of his elaborate scavenger hunts. He does this on a whim all the time for our girls, creating demanding clues (he desperately wants them think), which usually includes the feelings fear, humor, and fun. He was excited for the challenge. It took way more work than I ever thought (he got so into it making a map, clues, getting neighbors involved, etc.), but as we soon found out it was well worth it.





He had the girls trekking around the neighborhood, entering backyards looking for clues (we talked to all of our neighbors ahead of time, but they didn't know that), big dogs to create fear, mazes, deciphering riddles and even french.



He had them calling grandparents, looking for clues online, using a compass, climbing trees, working through mathematical equations, and sabotaging innocent candies with sour. I think that was his favorite part and too bad he didn't get to see their reaction -- not even I got the full reaction, but heard afterward how disgusting it was.




Of course it all ended with a treasure box full of girly treasures they had to unearth.



She said it was her best birthday yet -- somehow i don't doubt it.

It's sure is good to be twelve!

twelve

sweet bella. we love you and know that if you stay the way you are, you'll always find what you're looking for.

happy birthday!

glist

I'm grateful for...



these four.
simple, happy moments.
the warmer weather.
sunlight.
words&thoughts that flow.
the girls excellent PTC (parent teacher conferences).
individual experiences that make us who we are.
a good night rest.
night out with friends.
being on week 11 on a 12 week exercise program (p90x). One more to go!
the beginnings of planning our trip up north.
the work Adam has put into Bella's birthday party.
dancing with my girls.

What are you grateful for?

12of12 | March

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01. I love the quality of light in the mornings.
02. Yes, she is always this excited to head off to school -- and by school I mean being with friends.
03. A month or so ago Megan did a FHE lesson on what makes your heart happy. We each had to draw it on a paper heart and when we had finished and shared with each other she promptly taped them on the wall. I look at our collection of hearts several times a day and each time I can't help, but smile.
04. Monday = laundry
05. While walking out from the grocery store I noticed this very loud distinct sound of fabric flapping in the breeze. I love our flag, especially on a windy day when it's begging to be noticed.
06. Working on Bella's birthday party invites. Took me twice as long since my printer decided today of all days to stop working. bleh!
07. I asked her to try on this new dress. I shouldn't have been surprised when she pulled out her itouch and took a photo. When I asked her what she was doing she said, "I'm trying to decided if I want to wear it with a black t-shirt or cardigan."
08. Every Monday I add more socks to the I-don't-have-a-match-pile.
09. Megan had a dentist appointment right after school. NO cavities!
10. I took a little stroll moments before the girls came home from school. Sadly everything is still pretty brown -- don't know why a few days of good weather would change that. However, this little patch of yellow caught my eye on my way back. Spring is bound to come.
11. The weather has been so good the girls haven't wanted to do anything else, but be out in it. Megan was biking while Tess continued to master her rollerblades.
12. Lara and I met up tonight for dinner, frozen custard, and good conversation. I always love catching up with her in person. She didn't mind the back road route and the deer saying hello either. :)

Would you believe I almost forgot? It wasn't until 8am, minutes before the girls left that I remembered. I wonder how far into the day I would have gone before realizing. Certainly wouldn't have been the first time. Have you ever forgotten?

I hope you all had a fabulous day!

12of12 reminder

Is it just me or is this year moving quickly? I must say I don't mind. I am grateful the closer we get to the middle of the year the better the weather gets. I'm ready to spend more time outdoors.

Anyway this means its time again to ready your camera and prepare to photograph your day. Yep tomorrow is the 12th. It's on a Monday this month, which I'm happy about, but also a friend is coming to town, Lara a fellow 12of12er, and should be fun shooting together -- hopefully it won't be too dark.

Have a good one!

52 photo project | weeks 46 | this is my home

Early on in our marriage I realized not to get too attached to the places I lived, which was completely opposite to my personality. I'm the type of person that wants to put down roots and stay awhile. I grew up in the same home, around the same people until I moved off to college so I guess you could say I was taught for most of my life to stay in one place. Adam's childhood was quite the opposite. He moved every few years, living not only in different houses, but different states.

Our married life has definitely been more about moving than staying, and perhaps it's normal when you're first starting out to begin small and upgrade until you find the home/neighborhood that's right for your family, but it almost seemed like a need, a way of life Adam was use to, so we've kept up the tradition and moved along.

Living in five different zip codes and five different homes since we've been married (15 years) I've tried, like I said, not to get attached. This home we live in now we've been here for seven years, the longest of any home, and I am quite fond of it, but honestly no more than the others. I have been fond of all our homes and have cried as we packed up and driven away for the last time. But it's not the structure I'm sad to leave, it's the memories I made there I don't want to leave behind or forget -- becoming a mother, crossing the threshold as a new bride, becoming a wife, learning to keep my own home, relationship breakthroughs, having pets, learning to remodel, patience, walks around the neighborhood, baking catastrophes, starting traditions, bringing children home from the hospital -- just to name a few.

Five houses later and I understand completely, it's my most favorite people, my family, that make our house a home. It doesn't matter where, if they're filling the spaces with their laughter, music, and words I am home. I'm exactly where I want to be.


This. This is my home. All snuggled up in bed reading a book together.

today I'm...

Driving around in a Sequoia as my car is getting some needed love. It's so much bigger than I'm use to and feel I'm taking up more space than I should.

Feeling exhausted. Been up since 2am for no reason at all.

Listening to alesund by sun kil moon. Their music is intoxicating and provokes such emotion -- photos too.

Enjoying, still, the beautiful flowers I received from friends for my birthday. Making me ready for spring.

Eating left over Chinese food for lunch from Adams birthday celebration.

Making homemade marinara sauce to use with our dinner tonight. Recipe


Sharing a few of my recent instagrams

Working on the outline for Seeing the Everyday. Less than 12 weeks away! Looking so forward to not only teaching it, but connecting with all those who have signed up for my class.

Wondering why I have 14+ socks without it's identical partner. Where do they go??

Freezing. For some reason I cannot warm up.

Helping Megan clean her room.

Writing pros and cons for going back to school next year.

everydayness | february part one

The girls made good use of their time as we made our way to the UC -- megan slept (that would be my choice),


and enjoyed a beautiful moon on the way home.


We helped each other with homework projects (tess book report),


and made sweet chocolatey treats with friends.


We had several beautiful sunny spring like days,


and plenty of snow days too.


Megan requested a photos with her "lamby" -- glasses were her idea,


and insisted, to my delight, on making her own valentines (tess too).


We continued with our regular routines,


and had plenty of days where we strayed (afternoon lunch with Adam).

52 photo project | weeks 42-45

week 45 | A sweet escape
Everything about this day felt magical to me, like it was just the two of us exploring a new place for the first time. It was exactly what I needed, the perfect escape from the minutia of my day, and when we parted reality was that much sweeter.


week 44 | what inspires you right now?
Winters can be particularly hard for me. It's cold, often ugly and I have a hard time navigating through the barren months when all I feel like doing is hibernating. I've had to push myself to get outdoors and appreciate what the world has to offer so I've been taking walks (the warmer weather has helped) and finding myself inspired in the process.


week 43 | revisit (week 1 nourish)
Prayer is the one thing that can make a day go from empty to full. It is the daily nourishment that keeps me whole.


week 42 | a love note
I was lucky enough to be the recipient of this delightful love note. I love his creations.

celebrating sweet 16

My mom is a leap year baby, celebrating her 16th birthday today, and consequently we are celebrating accordingly -- all day. My sister came into town for this very occasion, and while today may not live up the hype of her 15th birthday celebration (when she turned 60), we are giving her exactly what she wants -- time with her family.

Happy Birthday Mom! I am continually grateful for your example in my life and that I belong to you. I love you dearly and hope you have the bestest 16th birthday!! And how could you not with me around... winkwink ;)

P.S. Megan says, "grandma is awesome! i love being with her."

everydayness | late january

Since the new year I've continued taking photos everyday -- after so many years of doing it it's no longer a goal, but a habit. This year though, I'm not just reaching for my canon when I see something I want to capture, I grab my iphone too. Suddenly my digital files are even more instant and I have a quicker easier way to share them so sitting in front of my computer screen editing just hasn't felt necessary, let alone appealing -- hence my lack of posts.

Today though, I finally made myself sit down and go through the rest of January -- February will have to wait for another day (it was just too much to do all at once).

here are a few that caught my attention.


I made something! The girls needed new towels and thanks to their nana they had to have a hood. It was a quick and easy two stitches. One to sew up the side of the hand towel and the second to sew the hand towel to the bath towel.


a game or two is almost always pulled out on sunday evenings.


grateful to see there were no screens involved :)


enjoying any bit of snow we can get.


she loves braiding my hair, particularly at night, right before bed.


with the warmer weather this winter I've been taking a lot more walks -- this time I was downtown.


lately I see more and more of her animals joining her for breakfast.

[36]5 days

[collection of iphone & canon 5d photos from my 35th year]

My world is far from perfect.
I'm tired most of the time.
There are relationships I long to mend.
I over think.
Sometimes what I say and what to do don't always meet up.
I'm insecure about a lot of things.

But

I have a husband who seeks to understand me, who will sacrifice his sleep to spend more time with me (love our late night chats), who makes me laugh at anytime, who loves me despite my flaws and irrationalities.

I have three beautiful daughters who work hard, who lavishes me with hugs and kisses, who light me up and keep me smiling, who have patience with me when I fall short.

I have lovely family and friends around me who i can look to and that inspire me.

I have a desire to be my best and am constantly working to improve.
I am not afraid to admit when I'm wrong.
I have a testimony of Jesus Christ.
I appreciate the "normal days" of life.
I let the details of my everyday help me see the joy and goodness all around me.
I am hopeful.

On this, my thirty-sixth year, I have plenty of room to improve, but I am exactly where I want to be -- I feel completely content and most blessed.
Bring on another 365 days. I can't wait!

xoxox

glist

today I'm grateful for...

the happy sounds in the background.
Adam keeping me sane during a very busy few days.
getting a moment to breathe today.
my purple camelbak that keeps me hydrated.
the smell of cookies in the air.
a good book to take my mind off the need tos.
when a stranger smiles back.
having a lot to look forward to.
55 degree february days.
my sister coming to town -- next week!
a freshly made bed.
finding little notes around the house like this.
late night talks.
a mostly-clean house.
finally seeing the top of my studio desk.
simplifying.

mornings

I remember so clearly when I use to look forward to nap time. Don't get me wrong, of course I enjoyed spending time with my little girls, but when that's what I did for the majority of my day getting a little time to think, read, or create was a welcome change. There was really nothing like a little quite time to rejuvenate my spirit.

How funny life is and how quickly parts of your day can go from incredibly full to unbearably quite. It was only a few years ago that I was at home with three little girls clinging to my every step to now being overwhelmed by the still quite that comes from a house full of empty.



The way my life has naturally evolved has given me a few new favorite hours. Naps are a thing of the past and now it's in the morning hours right before the girls head off to school that I savor. It is, I'd say, some of the busiest minutes of my day. Girls are scurrying about the house looking for last minute hats and gloves, homework, even lunches are getting thrown together, but then there is a peaceful moment where we all gather in the living room, say a prayer, read a few verses of scripture, and hugs and kisses are exchanged before sending them on their way.

I always watch them walk/run up the street as I say a silent prayer that they will be safe and have a wonderful day. Sometimes I will yell an I love you as they disappear around the corner, but regardless I'm always standing there waiting to wave when they turn back to say that finally goodbye.

As I walk inside the door and am faced with the stillness of our home, a stark contrast to the minutes before when the house was full of noise, I take a deep breath and move forward with my day.

There's not a whole lot I can do to slow down time, so I am most grateful for this very normal daily routine that greets me every morning.

12of12 | February

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01. the morning light
02. Tess making breakfast for the two of us.
03. It was her favorite and mine, scrambled eggs.
04. Of course Bella was ready for church before anyone else and reading to pass the time.
05. A valentine mess in my studio -- really hoping my girls finished addressing their valentines while I attended my multiple meetings.
06. The rain we woke up to finally turning to snow.
07. As I ran to my car after church I couldn't help, but get covered by snowflakes.
08. Most of the day was a complete whiteout and I loved it.
09. Family dinner. Even though most of the day we were on different schedules at least we were all able to eat together.
10. Megan and I attended her friends Baptism.
11. Notes from the parenting class. Another excellent night.
12. I came home around 8:45pm and saw that she was still reading. I love that she has finally found a love for it.

I was actually really interested to see how this 12of12 would play out. I was gone most of the day visiting other wards, being in charge of a Baptism, and attending a parenting class. I was literally at my church building from 4:30pm-8:45pm. It was a busy day, a long night, and although I did not begrudge my duties I was disappointed I had little time to spend with my family. To me Sunday = family time. I am grateful however, for the time I did have and that the day was beautifully snowy.

I must say, I do love to document a day like this that is totally unexpected, but then again, I guess you could say they all are really, in there own way.

I hope it was a great Sunday for all of you, hopefully a little more relaxing than mine. :)

Happy Monday!!

12of12 reminder

12 february 2009

Just a quick reminder that tomorrow is the twelfth so get your battery charged and camera ready -- and by all means enjoy enjoy enjoy!

See you back here on Monday :)

Lately

Listening to a lot of talk about young womans and junior high around our home. I can't believe we are here, and yet here we are. I think I'm counting on Bella to help me navigate through this new stage that is quickly approaching.

Feeling my creative mojo slowly beginning to creep its way back in. I am welcoming it with open arms. Time to get busy.

Mapping out our year. We have some exciting things planned to look forward to in the months ahead.

Navigating through Adam's travel schedule. Hecontinues to be on the go amd am so very grateful he works so hard.

Finding time.

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Seeing a lot more through my iphone than my canon these days. (photos from instagram)

Searching for new recipes online. My picky eaters are slowly abandoning their stance, which has left me feeling more inclined to try new foods. Made this the other night. It's not really new to me, but it is to them. Definitely hit the comfort food spot.

Reading instruments of darkness (a mystery) and to the rescue: the biography of thomas s monson.

Watching my girls enjoy sisterhood. They love to discuss together the events of their day, especially when there's interaction during school hours. At home, they are the best of friends creating a constant buzz of chatter in the basement. Oh sure some of that is arguments, I'm hoping though, it is teaching them how to deal with conflict.

Noticing how the light is slowly, but surely beginning to return in the evenings. I love when it begins to change back.

Grateful.