Archive for January, 2008

I love Daddy because…

Tuesday, January 29th, 2008


Monty says…. 

I love daddy because he plays with me and he always gives me respect and he teaches me and helps me fix stuff and teach others and thank you for plays wrestling with me and always makes me feel better and he teached me how to take care of my toys and to take care of my pets and my favorite things.  My favorite is my family and my race cars and my plane and my race car that Calvin broke and ps my favorite thing is my family and taking care of Oliver and my sister and Calvin.  I love you daddy Happy Birthday.


Ella says…

Daddy lets me play wrestling and he loves to play race cars with me and ring around the rosey and babies and he loves to go on a trip and opening presents and he helps me.  He loves us then he loves us then all of those things and daddy let me buy a horsie.  My dad lets me play rocks and trucks like those kind of trucks.  Mine love my daddy.  Happy Birthday

Happy Birthday Todd!!!

Tuesday, January 29th, 2008

Today is Todd’s birthday.  He is the big 3o!  :)  This morning Ella was super excited to give him her gift.  Yesterday she spent a good hour cutting up pieces of paper and putting them in a bag.  Todd opened it this morning and you would have thought he got the best thing in the world.  It was so great.  Ella was thrilled.  That is one of the million reasons I love him so much.  He is coming home from work early with take out from our favorite chinese restaurant and we are having his favorite chocolate cupcakes and we do have some gifts for him so it should be a fun night.  The only thing he wants is to play with the kids.  He is such an excellent father, husband and friend.  I love him dearly.  Happy birthday Todd!!!!


A House of Order

Sunday, January 27th, 2008

One of the greatest blessings of my life has been my membership in The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints.  I have not always been a member of this church.  I remember growing up, questioning my faith.  It was funny because in high school we often joked about our religion.  We talked of forming our own religions (Schwankerism, anyone?).  Religion was something I didn’t give much thought to.  When it was time for me to attend my Confirmation, I decided the day of the confirmation, that I wasn’t going to go.  My parents were devastated.  I remember yelling and crying that night.  I never felt that my childhood religion was the right religion for me.

Then I went to college.  Of course, it was the furthest thing from my mind.  However, I met a dashing young lady who changed my life forever.  It’s Charity, the dashing young lady.  Anyway Charity and I began dating at the end of our freshmen year in college.  Over the summer a friend asked me if I knew she was Mormon.  I had no idea, but it didn’t really phase me.  I didn’t know anything about Mormon’s.  Not even enough to know of the polygamist past (which doesn’t happen anymore, by the way), that everyone seems to bring up.   I was quite enchanted by her, so we continued our courtship the following school year.  As things became more serious between the two of us she informed me that if I wanted to know her better I had to know her church.  Of course I did, so I began going to church with her.

It was different than what I was used to.  But I continued to go with her.  I began taking discussions with some missionaries from the church.  They told me all about how the church began, and about their beliefs.  None of which I disagreed with.  Many of my questions from my youth began to be answered.  How could God and Jesus be the same person?  Jesus prayed to God during his ministry, so was he praying to himself?  No, Mormon’s don’t believe in the trinity concept of the Godhead.  What a relief for me, because I never understood that.  Why was I full of sin before I was even 1 minute old?  I wasn’t, Mormon’s don’t believe in original sin.  Unfortunately for me I have committed enough transgressions in my lifetime to compensate for not having the original sin of Adam and Eve.

The more I learned about The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints the more I felt as though this was Christ’s church.  Not some church that a man dreamt (that doesn’t appear to be a word) up, but truly our Savior, Jesus Christ’s church.   In the Book of Mormon, Another Testament of Jesus Christ, Moroni, an ancient prophet states in the closing chapter of the book…

Behold, I would exhort you that when ye shall read these things, if it be wisdom in God that ye should read them, that ye would remember how merciful the Lord hath been unto the children of men, from the creation of Adam even down until the time that ye shall receive these things, and ponder it in your hearts.

And when ye shall receive these things, I would exhort you that ye would ask God, the Eternal Father, in the name of Christ, if these things are not true; and if ye shall ask with a sincere heart, with real intent, having faith in Christ, he will manifest the truth of it unto you, by the power of the Holy Ghost.

And by the power of the Holy Ghost ye may know the truth of all things.

I was challenged by the Missionaries to do as Moroni suggests and read from the Book of Mormon and pray to see if it is true.  And I believed as Moroni so eloquently states that “by the power of the Holy Ghost ye may know the truth of all things”.  The missionaries challenged me to find out, for myself if the Book of Mormon was true.  They didn’t tell me that this is it and you’ve got to join us, they said, “Hey read this book and see for yourself what you think.  Then, if you believe in prayer and that prayers are answered, pray to see if it is true”.  I did this very thing and found out that it is indeed true.  This experience is one of the most sacred and spiritual experiences of my life.

I was baptized on February 14, 1999 and became a member of The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints.  I have enjoyed many blessings from my membership in this church.  Most importantly an increased faith in my Savior, Jesus Christ, eternal (not death do you part) marriage to my most beloved Charity, 4 beautiful healthy kids, an increased desire to continually become a better person and show with my actions my love for my Father in Heaven.

Throughout my membership in the church there has been only 1 president, President Gordon B. Hinckley.  I’ve heard him speak numerous times on many different subjects.  I’ve studied his words and life.  Though I have never met him, I have felt his love that he had for each member of the Church.  As the Lord’s mouthpiece on the Earth today, President Hinckley has helped me to respect the women of my life, encouraged me to be the “very best” I can be at all that I do and to avoid the temptations of the adversary.

Today President Gordon B. Hinckley, the 15th President of The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints has passed away at the tender age of 97.  I am forever grateful to have been brought into the Church during his tenure as the Prophet.  I have learned much from him and am a better person because of his counsel to the members of the Lord’s church.  While the announcement of his death is very sad indeed, I look forward to the opportunity to learn and grow from the next Prophet.  The Lord’s Church is a “house of order”.  The transition from one presidency to the next will surely be smooth, as it has been before.  Just one more thing that assures me that this is the Lord’s Church.


Sunday, January 27th, 2008

After a long day on Saturday we came home around 11 at night to these beautiful flowers sitting on our table with a beautiful card from my super dear friend Amy Rae.  They totally brightened me up.  I am ever grateful. 


Thank you so much Amy Rae! 

That’s my Dad or should I say Daddy ;)

Sunday, January 27th, 2008

What can I say about my dad?  He is amazing!  He has been through sooo much in his life but continues to have a great attitude and inner strength.  Well he is having another trial which WILL make him stronger.  He fell down a couple of weeks ago and broke 4 ribs after a few days of pain he went in and they confirmed that he broke his ribs and had an infection under his rib cage.  Well Friday he decided to go to Marshfield to get his medicine, which he could have sent to him, but any of you that know him know he is way too independent to allow that so he went there and fell again.  This time he broke his leg above his knee and because of all his health conditions he is unable to get the surgery he needs so instead they put a cast on it and he cannot put any weight or pressure on it for 6 weeks.  Since they can’t do the surgery his leg will now be about an inch and a half shorter.  They are planning on putting him in a nursing home when he gets out of the hospital, but of course he will fight that with every fiber of his being.  My sister and her husband (bless them) said they would take him in while he recovers but stubborn dad won’t go for that either.  He is planning on going home.  I must say my mom is a saint and an extraordinary individual that she didn’t even bat an eyelash thinking about it.  I know she could handle it, I don’t know how but she does.  Anyway everything is up in the air as of now but I will keep you posted. 


Here’s my dad!  I take my camera everywhere and when I pulled it out to take a pic for my blog I thought he would say no way, but instead he started to fix his hair :)  I’m not sure if he was just in too much pain to even realize what he was doing or if he was at the point that he just didn’t care.  He was on dialysis so they couldn’t give him any pain medicine because they figured it wouldn’t help anyway while he was doing the dialysis so he was in extreme pain and kept shaking from the pain.  It just makes me so sad that he has all these struggles.  He again looked at the positive and told us all about how my adorable nephew, Ivan had to give him a kiss and how cute he is and how his sweet sister SayLea cried for her Bappa the night before.  I know these grandchildren brighten his life and that makes me feel good.  Any of you that may read this please keep my dad in your prayers.  Thank you.

Nana and Papa’s

Sunday, January 27th, 2008

The kids were able to go to Nana and Papa’s this weekend.  We took them to GB on Friday and all went out for dinner at Red Lobster Yum Yum!  Thank you Nana and Papa.  Then Todd, Ollie and I came back home.  We had a busy weekend cleaning and Todd working in the basement. 


Here we are at Red Lobster




Here are the kids enjoying breakfast at Nana and Papa’s!  They get to watch tv and eat at their tv trays (or chair :))  Lucky little kiddos.  They had tons of fun playing in the snow, going for walks, telling stories and playing games. 

Monty lost a tooth!

Sunday, January 27th, 2008

Monty is growing up sooo fast.  He lost his first tooth on Thursday.  He has been wriggling it for awhile now and was having a contest with his friend Biene to see who could get their tooth out first.  Monty was so excited that he won we had to go over and show Biene right away.  Her mom, Amy made Monty his own special pillow with a pocket in for the tooth.  It is the cutest thing ever she even sewed his name on it.  The tooth fairy came and brought Monty 6 quarters!  Monty left the tooth fairy a note to see if he could keep his tooth so he could show his nana and papa.  The tooth fairy left it and then came to both of his grandparents where he got 4 more quarters from each set!  A total of 3.50 for his tooth!!  Whoa I was sure to tell him this is only because it was his first tooth.  He is very excited to get another loose tooth.  I am too because I absolutely love wriggling teeth and I was lucky enough to pull it out.  Oh the joy :)  I don’t know why I love that so much, but I do.


Tuesday, January 22nd, 2008

Morning is always an interesting time at our house for example today the kids kept wanting to hug Ollie.  Hugging Oliver means laying on top of him for Calvin and holding him while walking around for Ella.  I didn’t shower early enough so I knew I needed to take Oliver in the bathroom with me or else there could be trouble.  I took him in and put him in his bouncy seat while I showered and locked the door (like that matters since Ella is a pro at picking the lock).  Everything was great and I got out ran to my bedroom to get something and came back to this.


poor Oliver was scared half out of his mind because Ella decided to try and pick out an outfit for him but wanted to see what they would look like on (at least thats what she said).  So for the few seconds I was gone she had already pulled out 3 things for him to try on.  Im thinking the leopard leotard what do you think?

Othello Grandmaster

Monday, January 21st, 2008

Often at night Charity and I enjoy playing some games. Most recently we’ve been playing the Big Brain Academy and Othello. Othello, what a wonderful game! I enjoy Othello because it requires one to think. Tonight Charity and I played 2 games of Othello. I’m not sure, but I may be an Othello Grandmaster. The 1st game we played of the 64 spaces on the board my white team had 57 of the spaces covered. Then the second game… what a game. Here’s how we ended. No one could go, with 3 chips left. See for yourself (I’m white again, that’s Charity in the black).  Don’t be afraid to click on the picture for a more detailed view!



To be fair, Charity was holding Oliver the second game. It really is no excuse however. He wasn’t crying or anything. I’m enjoying this win greatly!

He held out for the toy!!!

Saturday, January 19th, 2008

The other day we had some friends over for a playdate and the little girl was playing with the phone, when they left I realized I couldn’t find the phone.  I started to panic because any of you that know me know I love my phone :) I tore the living room apart looking for it I even flipped the couches up.  The kids and I looked through all their toy boxes and under beds, in fridge I mean anywhere and everywhere.  Todd got home and I was able to use his cell to call my friend to see if her daughter took home the phone on accident.  She looked in her van, and purse.  I even looked outside in the snow to see if she had it in her hand and dropped it on accident.  I tried paging it right when I noticed it was missing and it didn’t beep.  I had a friend call it and she emailed me to tell me it was busy so not only was it missing but it was off the hook.  Todd finally went out and bought a new phone the next day.  It was the wrong kind because it didn’t have an answering machine on it so I was getting the kids ready to go exchange it and get a new one I turned to Ella and Calvin and told them we had to run to target to get a new phone and we could either go get a new phone or we could find the old phone and they could get a toy.  Calvie got a huge smile and ran to Ollie’s room Ella followed him and she started screaming, “Mom Calvie found the phone, Calvie found the phone!!!”  I thought she was joking so I went to look for myself and lo and behold there was Calvie jumping up and down yelling yeah yeah.  The little stinker hid it under Oliver’s bed in the pull out drawer he had to reach in between the bars and reach down into the drawer.  Even though that little bugger doesn’t talk much he sure is smart.