Thursday, March 31, 2016

A Proper Spring Break

The boys have been on Spring Break this week. Because of Cooper's baptism on Sunday, we opted to stay in town. But that doesn't mean we haven't had fun. The kids spent lots of time outside on Monday and Tuesday. They even built this wigwam out of sticks they dug up from the garden/weed patch.



Then on Wednesday, it started raining. We played some board games and watched movies. They still got about thirty minutes outside between cloud bursts.
 


And it rained today as well. What to do when it's too wet to go out? Why, you build a fort, of course!







There was lots of laughter, some frustration over the power of gravity on heavy blankets, and a few tears because of a sweet two-year-old who didn't understand that the blankets were for climbing under, not wrapping up in.

It's been a break full of backyard, movies, and pajamas. In other words, it's been just what Spring Break should be.

Wednesday, March 30, 2016

The Bennets and Company

For my book club this month we're reading Pride and Prejudice. I've known Lizzie and Darcy for many years, but it's always a delight to visit with them again.

And now, if you'll excuse me, I'm going to go catch up with the inhabitants of Longbourn, Netherfield Park, and Pemberly.

Tuesday, March 29, 2016

Like a Time Machine

Last night, after a particularly long day, I opened my computer to write my post. I had pictures and text and was ready to publish when I realized Blogger wasn't saving my work. And then it wouldn't publish. And then it wouldn't load any other posts.

With eyes heavy, I looked at the clock. It was 11:30. I could either reboot my computer, rewrite my post, and hope that Blogger worked this time, or I could close my computer and go to sleep.

Guess which one I chose?

Now that Blogger appears to be functional again, I'm going to publish yesterday's post as if nothing out of the ordinary happened.

Because I can.

Monday, March 28, 2016

It's Great to be Eight: Cooper Edition

Cooper turned eight this month! In our church eight is an extra special age because that's when kids have the opportunity to be baptized. Cooper chose to join The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints and was baptized by his dad on Easter Sunday.


We were so happy to have members of our family drive and fly hundreds of miles to be there to support Cooper. He asked each one of them to participate in the meeting. This is what the program looked like:

Pianist: Nana Shari
Chorister: Aunt Kate
Opening Song: When I Am Baptized
Opening Prayer: Nana Cris
Baptism Talk: Papa Ron
Holy Ghost Talk: Grandpa Marc
Closing Prayer: Great-Grandma Bonnie
Refreshments: Uncle Jordan


We are so happy that Cooper made this wonderful choice. Having his baptism on Easter, with so much family there, made it an extra special day.

Thursday, March 24, 2016

Almost Twins

"Mommy! The same!" -Sophie, thrilled that she and Phoebe have matching pajamas.


Wednesday, March 23, 2016

The Flash

Not to be left out of the fun athletic pursuits, Cooper chose to do track every Saturday morning for a month. He learned how to run and do hurdles. On the last Saturday our family got to go watch him show off his fleet feet. I took several pictures, but, due to Cooper's speed, they're all blurry.

Cooper's the blue blur.





 

Monday, March 21, 2016

He Knows

Our Relief Society lesson yesterday was about the Atonement. The sweet woman that taught the lesson struggled from the very beginning. She felt so strongly and so deeply about the topic that she had a hard time organizing her thoughts. As she faltered to find her train of thought, one by one, the women in the class shared quotes and scriptures and personal stories. After each quote was read, the teacher held up a paper and said, "I was reading along with you. I have that quote here."

She had not handed out any of these quotes. We were finding them on our own, some from the lesson material, some from notes we had in our scriptures, all by listening to the promptings of the Spirit. The change in the room was amazing. Instead of being uncomfortable and concerned for the teacher, we felt the Holy Ghost witnessing to the truthfulness of what was being shared.

One quote that won't leave my head was from Chieko Okazaki. She was the first counselor in the General Relief Society presidency in the mid-nineties. Someone shared a quote from the preface to her book Lighten Up. I've been trying to edit it to share here, and I've only been able to pair it down a touch.

“Well, my dear sisters, the gospel is the good news that can free us from guilt. We know that Jesus experienced the totality of mortal existence in Gethsemane. It’s our faith that he experienced everything- absolutely everything. Sometimes we don’t think through the implications of that belief. We talk in great generalities about the sins of all humankind, about the suffering of the entire human family. But we don’t experience pain in generalities. We experience it individually. That means he knows what it felt like when your mother died of cancer- how it was for your mother, how it still is for you. He knows what it felt like to lose the student body election. He knows that moment when the brakes locked and the car started to skid. He experienced the slave ship sailing from Ghana toward Virginia. He experienced the gas chambers at Dachau. He experienced Napalm in Vietnam. He knows about drug addiction and alcoholism.

"Let me go further. There is nothing you have experienced as a woman that he does not also know and recognize. On a profound level, he understands the hunger to hold your baby that sustains you through pregnancy. He understands both the physical pain of giving birth and the immense joy. He knows about PMS and cramps and menopause. He understands about rape and infertility and abortion. His last recorded words to his disciples were, “And, lo, I am with you always, even unto the end of the world.” (Matthew 28:20) He understands your mother-pain when your five-year-old leaves for kindergarten, when a bully picks on your fifth-grader, when your daughter calls to say that the new baby has Down syndrome. He knows your mother-rage when a trusted babysitter...abuses your two-year-old, when someone gives your thirteen-year-old drugs, when someone seduces your seventeen-year-old. He knows the pain you live with when you come home to a quiet apartment where the only children are visitors, when you hear that your former husband and his new wife were sealed in the temple last week, when your fiftieth wedding anniversary rolls around and your husband has been dead for two years. He knows all that. He’s been there. He’s been lower than all that. He’s not waiting for us to be perfect. Perfect people don’t need a Savior. He came to save his people in their imperfections. He is the Lord of the living, and the living make mistakes. He’s not embarrassed by us, angry at us, or shocked. He wants us in our brokenness, in our unhappiness, in our guilt and our grief." 

Friday, March 18, 2016

When the Lessons Begin to Show

"Cooper, you just have to be good all the time. You have to be good because it's good, not because you'll get a reward."

This is what Peter told Cooper after dinner one night this week when Cooper was having a particularly rough time. Peter said it in a kind, caring, older brother sort of way.

My children continually surprise me.