tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-44642433552779162002026-04-25T11:57:24.638-07:00The BrudcrewWelcome to our blog! Please leave a comment so we will know you visited.Mombrudhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00393680945938324375noreply@blogger.comBlogger244125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4464243355277916200.post-58631796313442535282013-06-21T10:19:00.002-07:002013-06-21T10:21:54.417-07:00Fun successful Family Home Evening<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
<span style="font-size: large;">This past Monday we had a really fun FHE about family unity. We began by singing "<a href="https://www.lds.org/music/library/childrens-songbook/families-can-be-together-forever?lang=eng">Families Can Be Together Forever</a>" We then established a definition of "scripture" as messages from God delivered by His prophets. We then discussed that <a href="http://www.lds.org/ldsorg/v/index.jsp?locale=0&sourceId=5fd30f9856c20110VgnVCM100000176f620a____&vgnextoid=e1fa5f74db46c010VgnVCM1000004d82620aRCRD">"The Family, A Proclamation to the World"</a> is modern day scripture. It was Emma's turn to read a scripture, so I had her read:</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;"> </span><span style="font-size: small;"> "Happiness in family life is most likely to be achieved when founded upon the teachings of the Lord Jesus Christ. Successful marriages and families are established and maintained on principles of faith, prayer, repentance, forgiveness, respect, love, compassion, work, and wholesome recreational activities."</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">We then talked about how we wanted to have a successful family life, we wanted to do what it takes to be a <a href="http://mormon.org/faq/mormon-families">forever family</a>.</span> <span style="font-size: large;">We talked about how important it is to be unified and strong together.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">We got a ball of yarn, sat in a circle, and talked about the hisory of our family tossing the yarn while holding to a corner to create a web. For example, our family began when Dad and I got married. Dad loves me (toss between us) and I love him (toss). How strong is our web? Then came Christian. Dad loves him (toss) and he loves Mom (toss), Mom loves him (toss), and he loves Dad (toss). We continued to strengthen our family web repeating with each child.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;"> We then did the following 3 activities found <a href="http://www.sugardoodle.net/joomla/index.php?option=com_content&view=article&id=2417:a-happy-family&catid=977">here</a>:</span></div>
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1. How long to get toys picked up by 1 family member? (Time it) Now how long if we all do it together? (Time it and compare)</div>
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2. How fast can 1 person put the train track (puzzle, legos, etc) put together? (Time it) Now how fast if we all do it together? (Time it and compare)<br />
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3. Have 2 similar size children (or parents) tug of war. Note that working against each other makes for very hard work. If all family members tug for one side (leaving the other end with no one on it), we win very easily. Who were we tugging with the last time when it looked like no one was at the other end? Satan. <br />
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So.. If we work together to keep Satan out of our home/lives, we can do it very easily! We are so much stronger when we work together!<br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">As always, we ended by each sharing our testimonies about our family and what we had learned in the lesson.</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;">The kids loved it! And I loved that the message was learned, the spirit was felt, and we grew closer.</span><br />
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Mombrudhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00393680945938324375noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4464243355277916200.post-17178112896504208542013-06-20T10:25:00.000-07:002013-06-21T10:25:56.338-07:00I'm back<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
<span style="font-size: large;">Well it's been a while since I have written here so once again I am renewing my goal. We have a new look as well. When I logged on today I realized that my template was no longer working for some reason and decided it was time for a face lift anyway. :-)</span></div>
Mombrudhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00393680945938324375noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4464243355277916200.post-45182453803688117572012-07-23T12:21:00.000-07:002012-07-23T12:23:18.431-07:00Faith<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
<span style="font-size: large;">I was asked to present a very short talk on faith to the youth during our youth conference in June. I have also begun to work on my personal progress goals. As a result I have been thinking about faith quite a lot.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">I found a section in the Bible dictionary that really struck a chord with me. It says, "Faith in the Lord Jesus Christ is the first principle of the gospel and is more than belief, since true faith always moves it's possessor to some kind of physical and mental action; it carries an assurance of the fulfillment of the things hope for."</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">I love Alma 32! Faith is like a seed. We have to wait to see the tomatoes or corn just as we sometimes have to wait to see the results of the times when we exercise faith. Alma also states that faith is not to have a perfect knowledge. I think of our lives like a jigsaw puzzle. Each person we meet, experience we have, or trial to overcome, is like a piece of our life puzzle. We may not see how they all fit together at the time. Fortunately, our loving Heavenly Father has the box. He can see the beautiful picture our lives can become. We must have faith to follow Him. </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">When I was 22 years old, I had just graduated from college, I had a boyfriend (Paul), and I was ready to move forward to the next stage of my life. Then things began to point toward a mission. Friends were returning from their missions, I couldn't find a job, my dad even mentioned that the mission field was where he thought I should be. When I talked to Paul about it, he asked "Have you prayed about it?" I answered that no, I hadn't. When he asked me why, I responded that I didn't want the answer, I didn't want to go. I prayed and received the strongest answer of my life. So many questions remained, "What about my career?" "What about Paul, will he be here when I return?". But, those questions didn't matter. I had received an answer and so I trusted that Heavenly Father had a plan for my life. He sees My "big picture". Although it was a step into the dark for me, in hindsight I can see how those pieces fit in my puzzle.</span></div>Mombrudhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00393680945938324375noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4464243355277916200.post-90849832194413481592012-04-24T21:32:00.004-07:002012-04-24T22:03:36.391-07:00Milestones<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
<span style="font-size: large;">We hit a pretty big milestone last week. Christian turned 12 years old. My big boy is moving forward. My mother-heart aches a little for my little boy.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">This year he leaves behind Elementary School, and recess, myriads of field trips, and the students that have been in his class for the past 4 years. He leaves behind primary. For me he will be conspicuously missing on Mother's day and the primary program in the Fall. He will join the ranks of priesthood holders reverently passing the sacrament. Such heavy responsibility on narrow shoulders but I know his spirit is strong enough to carry it.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">Next year he will be playing percussion in the band (apparently it's <u>the</u> place to be), applying for yearbook staff, joining math and science club, and trying out for the community swim team. I'm tired just thinking about it! We'll see how well we can both keep up.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">So many changes. However, there is are things he has promised will never change and I will hold him to them! He has promised that he will always give me a hug on demand (as long as it's not in an embarrassing situation). He will always be my boy and remember that I love him, no matter what. With that, and a testimony of the love of his Heavenly Father and Jesus Christ, I hope he will weather whatever storms may come.</span></div>Mombrudhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00393680945938324375noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4464243355277916200.post-35477490929286891402012-02-15T10:44:00.000-07:002012-04-18T10:45:13.269-07:00Christian, the math whiz<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<span style="font-size: large;">We are constantly amazed by Christian's academic abilities. He is already better able to help Jordan with math than I am, which as a former teacher that is hard for me to admit. </span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;">Math was just such a long time ago! After four children, my brain is mushy! I had a friend tell me once, "Every time you give birth you lose 1/3 of your brain." Then she looked me straight in the eye and said, "You're in the hole!" :) I had to laugh and agree.</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;">Back to my amazing son. He recently competed in a district math competition with Middle School age kids (6th through 8th graders). Overall, in the individual category, My 6th grader placed 9th, effectively beating out many 8th grade math club members. He just has a mind for numbers. He must have gotten it from his dad!</span></div>Mombrudhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00393680945938324375noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4464243355277916200.post-20615169260885689212012-02-07T10:33:00.000-07:002012-04-18T10:37:14.772-07:00Time Out for Women<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
<span style="font-size: large;">Last weekend I went to Time Out for Women in Layton. Not only was the conference amazing but I had the fun opportunity to be there with my sister Laurie and all of her girls, Ashlie, Haley, Kori, Whitney, and Courtney. </span><span style="font-size: large;">I really had a fun time. Things like that are a real breath of fresh air to my soul. It's great to find the individual inside the mommy.</span></div>Mombrudhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00393680945938324375noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4464243355277916200.post-69062005259953685812012-01-30T22:23:00.018-07:002012-01-31T20:57:17.627-07:00Annual Luau<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">We had our annual Luau on Saturday. I have to admit I was lacking in enthusiasm for this year. We have had so much going on and I haven't been able to feel caught up in a long time. But, the kids wouldn't let me forget and let it pass, reminding me and confirming the importance of our family traditions! Good, fun activities that remind us that we do love each other and actually enjoy spending time together.</span></div><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><font-size: large;?=""><span style="color: red; font-size: large;">Hawaiian haystacks for dinner with spinach salad and fresh pineapple. Kids love to drink from the plastic coconut cups!</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">The kids love to have Hula Hooping contests! Our neighbor showed us how to make these fun, custom hula hoops out of black funny sprinkler pipe, a connector, and colored duct tape. We made them on New Year's eve. Such a fun project.</span></font-size:></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: red; font-size: large;">Jenna was the most improved hula-hooper. A couple of weeks ago she couldn't hula but now she is a pro. She can even hula on her knees.</span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: red; font-size: large;">Christian likes to double up. He even hulas on his knees </span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: red; font-size: large;">Emma is quite the hula- hooper! She can hula hoop on her knees and even jump off something and keep going.</span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: red; font-size: large;">Jordan is definitely the fastest Hula hooper! I have never seen anyone hula that fast!</span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: red; font-size: large;">Not only can he hula, but he looks marvelous doing it!</span><br />
<span style="color: red; font-size: large;">I love that Paul gets into my crazy ideas!</span></td></tr>
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<span style="font-size: large;">On the 1st day of Christmas, nature gave to me, winds of a hundred and three.</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;">On the 2nd day of Christmas, nature gave to me, two crashing playgrounds.</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;">On the 3rd day of Christmas, nature gave to me, three flying tramps.</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;">On the 4th day of Christmas, nature gave to me, four falling semis.</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;">On the 5th day of Christmas, nature gave to me, no elec-tri-city.</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;">On the 6th day of Christmas, nature gave to me, six glowing flashlights.</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;">On the 7th day of Christmas, nature gave to me, seven fallen trees.</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;">On the 8th day of Christmas, nature gave to me, eight flying shingles.</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;">On the 9th day of Christmas, nature gave to me, nine lost garbage cans.</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;">On the 10th day of Christmas, nature gave to me, ten scattered tools.</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;">On the 11th day of Christmas, nature gave to me, eleven piles to clean up.</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;">On the 12th day of Christmas, nature gave to me, twelve loving neighbors.</span><br />
</div>Mombrudhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00393680945938324375noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4464243355277916200.post-18254474372852477972011-12-02T22:34:00.011-07:002011-12-12T09:25:46.875-07:00Hurricane Utahna<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;">On Thursday, we had the most incredible wind storm out of the mountains. The wind gusted as high as 102 mph, and since we have empty fields behind our house and to the East, we got the worst of it. First of all, I have to say how grateful we are that none of us was hurt and our house did not sustain too much damage. Unfortunately we can't say that for many many other things. </span></div><br />
<div id="yui_3_2_0_15_132288240176558"><span style="font-size: large;">Our first surprise was when at about 2 am, our shed, which was completely loaded down with 2 tillers, lawn mower, wheelbarrow and all our garden and yard tools, blew over onto it's doors. As we were contemplating how we would get everything out of it and stand it back upright, it shattered and all the contents scattered. The next morning, we found our big tiller about 15 feet from where the shed was originally and the lawn mower 20 feet away.</span></div><div id="yui_3_2_0_15_132288240176561"><span style="font-size: large;"> </span></div><div id="yui_3_2_0_15_132288240176563"><span style="font-size: large;">As we were watching the shed go, we looked out into the darkness and realized we couldn't see the trampoline anywhere. We found it about 300 yards out in the back field. Our heavy metal Lifetime play set was tipped over and came to rest about 30 feet across the yard. It took 6 adults to get it upright again but we have yet to return it to it's rightful place.</span></div><div id="yui_3_2_0_15_132288240176577"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgGFYxJ_sFSUm8q0yVo2MxEW1uKPY-Z4K4mrd8DtCvpRXA68NKam655l1e7NHE85LGBr_e7xye6wSMi03uCwQZb-dIcq14nKYNNzZdWEulr7aKkqPbgsvbW9sFsNdJqosS_6Klby9mh1m4/s1600/IMG_1796.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgGFYxJ_sFSUm8q0yVo2MxEW1uKPY-Z4K4mrd8DtCvpRXA68NKam655l1e7NHE85LGBr_e7xye6wSMi03uCwQZb-dIcq14nKYNNzZdWEulr7aKkqPbgsvbW9sFsNdJqosS_6Klby9mh1m4/s400/IMG_1796.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><span style="font-size: large;"> <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhXEROxFm9wE5u0p9XErsxaapnMS6MfjFncoPuaGe2_glwF9A82Phoz8BoKlpMAXmXLm9GbEEJgQTxbgBwn4WKG8IHZHQcWJb5iK0oSehDvyY405MAOFxSp6bmgXPH4EX-WmpOSdjOkvms/s1600/emma+note+001.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" height="218" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhXEROxFm9wE5u0p9XErsxaapnMS6MfjFncoPuaGe2_glwF9A82Phoz8BoKlpMAXmXLm9GbEEJgQTxbgBwn4WKG8IHZHQcWJb5iK0oSehDvyY405MAOFxSp6bmgXPH4EX-WmpOSdjOkvms/s320/emma+note+001.jpg" width="320" /></a></span></div><div id="yui_3_2_0_15_132288240176579"><span style="font-size: large;">Emma wrote this note and put it in the front window. "Hi, this is Emma. I am okay, but I have lost my playground." She felt an urgency to share how the storm affected her with the rest of the neighborhood.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">In the early morning hours, we heard a big boom but we were so exhausted by that time we didn't get up to investigate. When we got up the next morning, we found that the wheel locks on the trailer had shaken loose and it had rolled out past the front of the house to the driveway. (It was parked on the trailer pad on the east side of the house, well behind the front corner of the house.) As it cleared the house a gust of wind must have caught it and pushed it over onto it's side. As the storm continued to rage through the morning, the trailer was pushed across the entire width of the driveway until it stopped about 1 foot onto the grass.</span></div><div id="yui_3_2_0_15_132288240176592"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg0TNFnWiys6yd1ZNrrHU8eVD_6JKOWzkdk6kiHd5LWyMjRBgExS1Vxx6_CdgZIvlRRO6iXguev8ZHsXsbze6t8klWiL_zyEOjyCfuRnk9jgUzsvgbYK1xGdbDhXsabYulMuz7pH_zPJqA/s1600/IMG_1791+%25281%2529.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg0TNFnWiys6yd1ZNrrHU8eVD_6JKOWzkdk6kiHd5LWyMjRBgExS1Vxx6_CdgZIvlRRO6iXguev8ZHsXsbze6t8klWiL_zyEOjyCfuRnk9jgUzsvgbYK1xGdbDhXsabYulMuz7pH_zPJqA/s400/IMG_1791+%25281%2529.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><span style="font-size: large;"> </span></div><div id="yui_3_2_0_15_132288240176596"><span style="font-size: large;">During the day, our 2 car garage had the bottom panel pushed in and fold up on itself and then, because of the pressure, the entire door buckled outward. Needless to say it was not functional and since the trailer was blocking the other garage door, Paul called in and told his offices to cancel all his appointments because he could not get there.</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;">If you look really closely at the photo, you can see some wooden blocks sitting by the side of the house and a faint rectangular print on the concrete, crossing the line, where the hitch of the trailer originally sat. The yellow thing is one of the wheel locks.</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgEclCLyC3jbLs7zbqhmx51vNyCUM8IGgQWi2MKUH6IFcYquqakS_r4cgDfHvPHwVqrHelKOrUnKZx6CTtmGYZgSoOw2MpX1sIp6aCeRBr6TnhunDIeDm3fbhyp6NkDtOVU8_zA4OVkaps/s1600/IMG_1794.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgEclCLyC3jbLs7zbqhmx51vNyCUM8IGgQWi2MKUH6IFcYquqakS_r4cgDfHvPHwVqrHelKOrUnKZx6CTtmGYZgSoOw2MpX1sIp6aCeRBr6TnhunDIeDm3fbhyp6NkDtOVU8_zA4OVkaps/s400/IMG_1794.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br />
<span style="font-size: large;">We were amazed that the only damage to the house, other than the garage door, was a piece of sofit from the deck ceiling, a piece of metal from the front of one of the peaks of the roof and some damage to the stucco around the garage. We didn't lose a single shingle!!</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">Our neighbors all had varying levels of damage. You can stand in our backyard and look to the west and see almost to the end of the street through all the vinyl fences. Not one fence survived. Even though our neighborhood has had a lot of damage, no one was hurt. For that we are grateful. We are also very grateful for insurance!</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">As we have thought about all the things that could have happened, for example, the fact that the trailer rolled out into the driveway before being blown over instead of repeatedly hitting the house or taking off the corner of the house. Our play set could have ended up in the neighbor's pool or taken off our deck. We could have lost some or all of our roof like many of our neighbors. Things could have been so much worse. W</span><span style="font-size: large;">e feel very blessed.</span><br />
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</div><span style="font-size: large;">I will save the account of the clean up for another post. There are many neat stories which make me feel so grateful for the neighborhood and neighbors we are blessed to have.</span></div>Mombrudhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00393680945938324375noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4464243355277916200.post-25265084401831983032011-11-13T15:31:00.002-07:002012-01-03T09:11:39.175-07:00So many projects, so little time...<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgBbp6CjxppEbZ4mpLqe3aectrKy8YU-euqNYh_ShhWNSrvrOSKX397t-VhXES9ZHFVNGIrk-Wt3UljSphcswWv8Mar7qVGi9MT6O1dGvjhxXmtZduPpE_lYZ1FLd5l7_8bM3FBBlnSV2I/s1600/IMG_1707.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgBbp6CjxppEbZ4mpLqe3aectrKy8YU-euqNYh_ShhWNSrvrOSKX397t-VhXES9ZHFVNGIrk-Wt3UljSphcswWv8Mar7qVGi9MT6O1dGvjhxXmtZduPpE_lYZ1FLd5l7_8bM3FBBlnSV2I/s320/IMG_1707.png" width="238" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">I made this chalkboard for our front hall. The board is made from sheet metal painted with chalkboard paint. The frame is moulding with corner pieces.</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiuLZaaqcO1Av4ZGDbcVCzK16TIGupchWfETWu6OhTxfzgTU-dZn7Gqrp4kkgq6j_xXTbh401XqHvVe5DsoPYC2WgYgo-J2DUM4n6hyqhrEtqq_gc67YKplcFRSThBEsK2NKyio0-nE_go/s1600/IMG_1701.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiuLZaaqcO1Av4ZGDbcVCzK16TIGupchWfETWu6OhTxfzgTU-dZn7Gqrp4kkgq6j_xXTbh401XqHvVe5DsoPYC2WgYgo-J2DUM4n6hyqhrEtqq_gc67YKplcFRSThBEsK2NKyio0-nE_go/s320/IMG_1701.png" width="240" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg82kkmMNgB_2Am0wDTKzcUGxFNZF50gjxJ5SEh47d-rlN4LsRyNGvLAhpp3v81SWhHeBsc8CyHvKeIjlf94mgfHZvN8_3WbujtrDzKxc-9DpA2Kunx3OwjRf1c4C61k0TixkP5E0S5vMo/s1600/1.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg82kkmMNgB_2Am0wDTKzcUGxFNZF50gjxJ5SEh47d-rlN4LsRyNGvLAhpp3v81SWhHeBsc8CyHvKeIjlf94mgfHZvN8_3WbujtrDzKxc-9DpA2Kunx3OwjRf1c4C61k0TixkP5E0S5vMo/s320/1.png" width="240" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">This growth chart is made from a 1x8 piece of pre-primed mdf. I measured and drew lines and added lettering and vinyl numbers with my handy dandy Silhouette machine. I then cut green vinyl for the stem and added wall sticker flowers and insects that I found at Dollar Tree. Every six months, we mark each child in their own color with the date.</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEibaqnXfg3dZBkV4MbVQs5mCFOg34NTWRrIH88qlQ_2HpIaxqmRjjoJvw67dU5K41NQUq9FvaSGIJz4qK9BTMYwYIKO7I6XOxEkEfuZQTULCp-Mimws-73lYMUKuhs7UeUM5kPx9OMhU68/s1600/IMG_1705.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEibaqnXfg3dZBkV4MbVQs5mCFOg34NTWRrIH88qlQ_2HpIaxqmRjjoJvw67dU5K41NQUq9FvaSGIJz4qK9BTMYwYIKO7I6XOxEkEfuZQTULCp-Mimws-73lYMUKuhs7UeUM5kPx9OMhU68/s320/IMG_1705.png" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">I bought a Scrabble game at DI for a couple of bucks and decided to make this artwork to hang in our game room in the basement. I glued the tiles to the board and made a frame from moulding to fit. Unfortunately, the corners did not match well this time for some reason, so I found some thin wood squares at WalMart. I printed scrabble letters from the internet, Modge Podged them to the squares with a quick topcoat and then glued them to the corners of the frame. I think it turned out fun!</span></div><span id="goog_775972033"></span><span id="goog_775972034"></span></div>Mombrudhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00393680945938324375noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4464243355277916200.post-74067115325864700712011-11-01T21:48:00.005-07:002012-04-18T10:47:08.976-07:00Happy Halloween 2011!<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<span style="font-size: large;">Every Halloween we have our traditional Halloween dinner before going out to trick or treat. We put a fun halloween tablecloth on, use Halloween paper party plates and napkins (easy clean up), and get out the plastic halloween goblets I bought at the dollar store years ago. If I can get some dry ice we have smoking rootbeer along with some other fun concoctions before they head out to load up on candy. We love the fun side of Halloween!</span><span style="font-size: large;"></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">You know you are getting old when although you can remember what it was like to be a teenager, you identify more with the overprotective parents.</span></div>Mombrudhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00393680945938324375noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4464243355277916200.post-71044668915134101162011-09-09T17:20:00.004-07:002011-09-09T17:33:12.605-07:00A COUPLE MORE STORIES FROM MEXICO<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><span style="font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;">I am so excited! Paul comes home tomorrow. We have all missed him so much. Here are a couple more experiences he has written about. To read about others, click <a href="http://brudcrew.blogspot.com/2011/09/paul-in-mexico.html">here</a>. So Neat!</span><br />
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<div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="font-weight: normal; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";"><span style="font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;">9/6/11 "Today was the busiest day yet. We saw 1414 patients. It was also the hottest day, 110 degrees. I saw a 12 year old who was a -7.00 who had never had glasses, another 10 year old who was a -5.00 who also had never had glasses. Perhaps the most touching was a 53 year old lady who had been led around like a blind person her entire life who was a -15.00 and got glasses for the first time. She now has freedom that she never thought she would have. The doors to the clinic close at about 3:00 because it takes about 2 1/2 to 3 hours for a person to go to every station and wait in all the long lines. That way we can leave by about 6:00. Well, there was a lady who arrived with her handicapped son at 3:20, they had been on a bus for 3 1/2 hours to get there, and had arrived late. She pleaded that we see her son because she didn't have money for bus fare tomorrow. Of course we helped them! She was so grateful and happy."</span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="font-weight: normal; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";"><span style="font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;">"The people here have been great. We've all made friends with each other. It doesn't matter who sits by who at dinner or on the bus. My roommate Alfonso and I have become friends. He's quite the linguist. He knows Spanish, English, Italian, and a little German."</span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif;"><br />
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<span style="font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;">8/8/11 "Today another Dr. and I stayed behind at the start of the day to see what the hotel said would be about 20 people. We saw 57. The battery died on the handheld auto refractor and we have to finish the last nine tomorrow at 6:30 am. We then immediately had someone pick us up and take us to the clinic site. Clinic was crazy today. There were so many people that they stopped accepting them by lunch time because we had already reached our allotment for the day. I assume we saw more than 1500 today."</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;">I know that Paul has been grateful for such an amazing opportunity. The other people have been asking him if he is going to do another "mission". It has always been a dream of mine to do service trips like this and I think as our children become teens it would be life-changing for us to do this as a family. I would love for them to see outside of our privileged society and truly understand the difference between wants and needs. I also want them to understand that because we are so blessed, we have an obligation to help others. I hope and pray that we will be able to enjoy some opportunities like this together.</span></div>Mombrudhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00393680945938324375noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4464243355277916200.post-62090192680711049222011-09-09T16:59:00.000-07:002011-09-09T16:59:36.151-07:00Cuteness!<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><span style="font-size: large;">Our neighbor found this baby butterfly and so we took the opportunity to take some cute pictures!</span><br />
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<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhCxIX4P5iBpC0LpslL0BSACtCYIKxv5HbIzbbZCCoWNdiQURU0VYuaesqBcDwG8o-Q1tjwAnSbhdCLngrQ7lf3iat5myu46oXlW6SpBuH4yR_wrmubKHRyFHkpoR7JpHzeD5kaEs-1t6c/s1600/IMG_1694.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="font-size: large;"><img border="0" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhCxIX4P5iBpC0LpslL0BSACtCYIKxv5HbIzbbZCCoWNdiQURU0VYuaesqBcDwG8o-Q1tjwAnSbhdCLngrQ7lf3iat5myu46oXlW6SpBuH4yR_wrmubKHRyFHkpoR7JpHzeD5kaEs-1t6c/s400/IMG_1694.png" width="300" /></span></a></div><span style="font-size: large;">Too bad I don't have an amazing camera that can really focus in on the details. Too bad Emma looks like she's half asleep, but I think they are cute anyway.</span></div>Mombrudhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00393680945938324375noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4464243355277916200.post-14695799668513646142011-09-06T20:12:00.002-07:002011-09-08T18:01:39.984-07:00Christian and his shadow<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><span style="font-size: large;">One of the moms in Christian's class came up with a fun idea for the first day of school. She got as many students as she could to make these sculptures out of packing tape. Then we went and arranged them in the classroom so Mrs. Poulson would see them when she came in for the first day of school. </span><br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8BAe15KjxxY9IEfK4Grp8VixUF_P_PDOj5K38G5GiLtmdhpxrXbCoowhHGjwSQ158rxx68huFkHqvqy2WhJhgOxmcVkjvkgbYwHaZGTEs0mn-4oOOxhsi83AXB-Ux52rZl-D6KGtgfH4/s1600/IMG_1661.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8BAe15KjxxY9IEfK4Grp8VixUF_P_PDOj5K38G5GiLtmdhpxrXbCoowhHGjwSQ158rxx68huFkHqvqy2WhJhgOxmcVkjvkgbYwHaZGTEs0mn-4oOOxhsi83AXB-Ux52rZl-D6KGtgfH4/s640/IMG_1661.png" width="480" /></a></div><div style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;">Please don't mind the trash on the floor. We made quite a mess getting it done. It was really fun to make although we were a little pressed for time to get it done. It is difficult to see but Christian chose some plastic food to put in the stomach and a picture of science equipment to put in the head. We made it so he looked like he was raising his hand. It took us about 3 hours in two different sittings.</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhVVoFRITii7q1NR-Xqk4hsVEMogel1roR-N53o-CpRrnNR2fO6w3srn-nnx2tPaR-fbfXEwN0uLk0oY_HJrDizz3O5Zmpz899_mQQvhr-WsrM3hfbn2UB0g4M51LdCtZbxVu-okzY8zdg/s1600/IMG_1660.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhVVoFRITii7q1NR-Xqk4hsVEMogel1roR-N53o-CpRrnNR2fO6w3srn-nnx2tPaR-fbfXEwN0uLk0oY_HJrDizz3O5Zmpz899_mQQvhr-WsrM3hfbn2UB0g4M51LdCtZbxVu-okzY8zdg/s400/IMG_1660.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;">One of the other kids put his head in his lap instead of attaching it and then poised it reading "The Legend of Sleepy Hollow"</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;">We have had fun thinking of different things we could use him for. With Halloween coming up, I bet we can come up with some fun ideas. </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;">In case anyone is interested, <a href="http://www.art-rageous.net/PackingTapeSculpture.html">here</a> is the link describing how to make your own sculpture. </span></div></div>Mombrudhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00393680945938324375noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4464243355277916200.post-68115456744377528302011-09-05T19:13:00.001-07:002011-09-05T19:15:14.936-07:00Christian the triathaloner<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left;"><tbody>
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</tbody></table><span style="font-size: large;">We are so proud of Christian! He finished his first triathalon today. He and his friend Matthew decided to do it together. He and Christian were talking smack, it was pretty funny. Christian trained all summer, and he did it pretty much on his own. Paul and I worked with him a couple of times but it was all him! </span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;">He liked it so much he is already planning for his next race in May and trying to talk me into it. Paul has already agreed to do it with him. He also wants to join the swim team to make it easier to train for the swimming portion.</span> <br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">150 meter swim: 6:26 </span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;">2.5 mile bike: 18:36 </span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;">1.5 mile run: 15:11 </span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;">Total: 43.50 minutes.</span><br />
We are so proud of him and excited that he has found a love that he can enjoy for many, many years to come.</span></div>Mombrudhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00393680945938324375noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4464243355277916200.post-70867273505252367162011-09-04T20:27:00.001-07:002011-09-04T20:28:18.058-07:00Another funny conversation from the back seat<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><span style="font-size: large;">We were coming home from swimming when I heard this conversation from the back seat of the car:</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">Jordan: "It smells like mildew."</span><br />
<div><span style="font-size: large;">Christian: "You're mildew."</span></div><div><span style="font-size: large;">Jordan: "You're the thing that comes before mildew."</span></div><div><span style="font-size: large;">Christian: "Umm.....water?"</span></div><div><span style="font-size: large;">(At this point I cracked up. It felt good to laugh with them.) Then after a long pause...</span></div><div><span style="font-size: large;">Jordan: "No, wet dog."</span></div><div><span style="font-size: large;">Then we laughed some more. Good for Jordan, thinking of a good come back, although his timing was a little late. :)</span></div></div>Mombrudhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00393680945938324375noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4464243355277916200.post-54142089109986905062011-09-04T16:03:00.003-07:002011-09-09T17:21:18.254-07:00Paul in Mexico<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><span style="font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;">Paul has had the opportunity to go to Hermosillo, Mexico for 12 days on what they call a mission in order to give eye exams. He is having a wonderful experience and has been able to help many, many people. We are so proud of him and pray for him every day. I thought I would post some excerpts from his emails. There are some great stories he tells and I am sure many more he hasn't had time to relate.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif;"><span style="font-size: large;">7/30/11 "<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-weight: normal; line-height: 115%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-US;">Starting tomorrow we leave for clinic at 7:00 am each day and work all day. We are going to try and see about 1200 people a day." "<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-weight: normal; line-height: 115%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-US;">The clinic is in an open gymnasium. It is pretty hot in there. I hope my new bandanas work. I'm looking forward to seeing patients tomorrow."</span></span></span></span><br />
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</span><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-weight: normal; line-height: 115%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-US;"><span style="font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif;"><span style="font-size: large;">7/31/11 "<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-weight: normal; line-height: 115%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-US;">We work in different stations of the clinic. I worked in dilation (making sure the people who should or shouldn't get dilated do so), and in the doctor health check area. It is not air conditioned. There are fans blowing, but that's all. We have plenty of water to drink and they provide a nice lunch for us. There are 6 docs from the states, 1 from England, and 4 local doctors helping out. Along with about 25 other people on this mission as well as about 20 local helpers. Today we finishaed at about 5:00, but I hear that on some days we won't get done until 6:30."</span></span></span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-weight: normal; line-height: 115%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-US;"><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-weight: normal; line-height: 115%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-US;"><span style="color: black; font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif"; font-weight: normal; line-height: 115%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-US;"><span style="font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif;"><span style="font-size: large;">8/2/11 "<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-weight: normal; line-height: 115%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-US;">Just got back from clinic. It was very busy today. We saw about 950 patients today. Tomorrow should be even busier since it's Saturday. <span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-weight: normal; line-height: 115%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-US;">I have seen lots of weird stuff. I keep seeing patients with diabetic eye disease that don't know they have diabetes. I've seen cataracts so bad that no light can get through. One guy with a +19.00 in one eye and a -4.00 in the other. Lots of kids with lazy eye. One guy who had brain surgery and now both his eyes turn out at the same time. <span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-weight: normal; line-height: 115%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-US;">Today my neck and back are sore from bending to look in so many people's eyes with the ophthalmoscope. It's an ibuprophen night for sure.</span>"</span></span></span></span></span></span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;">8/3/11 "Today at clinic we saw 1312 people, whew. It was busy, but awesome. I did scoping all day. I saw 7 of the worst cataracts I have ever seen today. They were so dense that no light even got through them. We also had a 21 year old girl who had never had glasses who was a -19.00 in both eyes. She was able to really see for the first time in her life with her new glasses. She had tears in her eyes when she said, "You have changed my life." I wish Ihad been there when she got her glasses and said that, but I wasn't in that section." "Today we had an auction and raised over $4000." (Everyone on the mission was asked to bring something to auction.)</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;">Paul has been gone for 7 days now, another 6 to go! I don't know how people who have spouses gone out of town all the time keep their sanity. I miss my other half. The other half of my life, the other half of my brain, and the other half of my heart. <em> </em>I am glad he has this chance to help so many people. That is one of the main reasons he chose his profession was so that he could help and serve others. I look forward to the day when we can go together on service missions. I would love to take my children. I think it would be a very eye opening experience that would change their perspectives and their lives. I know my mission in Guatemala did for me. I also look forward to serving full time missions with Paul. For now, my mission is here, teaching the future.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Times; font-size: large;">Love you, Paul. I am proud of you for following through on your desire to do this despite all that you left up in the air at home. Be safe, work hard, we love you!</span></div>Mombrudhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00393680945938324375noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4464243355277916200.post-60686870273297951062011-08-29T13:48:00.001-07:002011-08-29T13:55:58.123-07:00A quick glimpse of summer<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><span style="font-size: large;">Remember </span><a href="http://brudcrew.blogspot.com/2011/06/summer-countdown.html"><span style="font-size: large;">this</span></a><span style="font-size: large;">? Here are some photos of some of the things we did. These are not all of the things because I am terrible about remembering to take photos. </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">Lagoon!!!</span></td></tr>
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<span style="font-size: large;">Jordan wanted time at the skate park</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">I always enjoy the return to schedule and order, especially since in anticipation of the loss of their freedom, our last week of summer is filled with bickering, teasing and fighting. Ahhh, the sound of a whip figuratively cracking over homework laden children...</span><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;">P.S. I got the cute signs </span><a href="http://www.iheartnaptime.net/2011/08/updated-back-to-school-printables-k-12.html"><span style="font-size: large;">Here,</span></a><span style="font-size: large;"> however, I saw another person had made cute signs with the teacher's name on them which in retrospect I wish I had done. That and chosen a different backdrop, but I'm lucky to get a picture at on on the crazy 1st day of school.</span></div></div>Mombrudhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00393680945938324375noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4464243355277916200.post-43995760241866056862011-07-31T20:29:00.001-07:002011-07-31T20:30:52.957-07:00Sad, sad day<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><span style="font-size: large;">Last night the Hanson family in our ward lost their 15 year old son in a car accident. There were 7 teens from our ward in the car. Gabe was killed and two others were seriously injured, including our cute babysitter, Kauri Tye from across the street.</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;">Gabe was an amazing boy with a huge spirit. They are an amazing family. They have such a strong testimony of the gospel and their six children are all caring, wonderful kids.</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;">I grew up across the street from his dad Tyler. Our families were close friends and went on vacations together many many times. Tyler was always like another big brother to me and helped me through some tough times in Junior High.</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;">I cannot express the sadness I feel for them and the pain they are going through. Today in church the bishop taught a combined lesson to the men, women, and youth. He gave such a message of hope and comfort addressing where Gabe is, who he is with, and what he is doing there. He took most of his message from D&C 138. He ended by saying that our faith creates hope. May the Hanson family find hope and reasons to smile again soon. We love you!</span></div>Mombrudhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00393680945938324375noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4464243355277916200.post-71426381811423549722011-07-23T12:22:00.005-07:002011-07-23T12:34:35.273-07:00My bigger boy<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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</tbody></table><span style="font-size: large;">My Jordan turned 9 years old yesterday. I can't believe it! He is becoming the most amazing kid! He is my boy who LOVES to laugh. He also has a talent for making others laugh and cheering them when they are sad. Jordan has such a tender heart and is so sweet to younger children. He is really good at taking care of others.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">Jordan loves to be outside and active. He always chooses something active for family outings. For his birthday he got us all on ice skates having a blast despite the bruised knees. Jordan has a natural talent in sports and the determination to practice and improve. However, he is not too competitive that he forgets to have fun.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">Jordan is a good friend. He is loyal and really tries to be a good example. He is always looking for a friend to play and explore the world around him.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">We had fun with Jordan on his birthday. This year was Jordan's year to choose something to do together as a family. As I mentioned, he chose ice skating. Then we came home for a kind of smorgasbord for dinner. Each person in our family gets to choose their favorite foods for their birthday dinner. Jordan chose waffles, bacon, raspberries, asparagus, and lemon pie. At least it had something from each food group! :) When he opened his presents, he was most excited about a Pokemon DS game and a new trick yoyo. He is really getting good at "yoing". As the boys went to bed, they laughed and laughed as Paul read from Jordan's journal that I kept for him when he was young detailing all the mischief he got into. He hasn't changed in that aspect! :) Check out some fun stories about Jordan <a href="http://brudcrew.blogspot.com/2009/09/no-idle-curiosity-here.html">here</a>!</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">We love Jordan and we are so grateful that he is a part of our family. Our family wouldn't be the same without him. Happy Birthday my sweet boy!</span></div>Mombrudhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00393680945938324375noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4464243355277916200.post-39599664076775814502011-07-17T21:25:00.002-07:002011-07-17T21:27:21.691-07:00My former video game hating self<span style="font-size: large;">I was reminded of my former self a couple of weeks ago. In Relief Society at church we were discussing different kinds of addictions and how to avoid them. Video gaming came up as something that could easily become an addiction leading to many negative consequences such as job loss, family quality, etc. There was a cute young married girl without children who made the comment that she had made the decision to never have a gaming system in her house. I was reminded of when I too had very strong convictions about the negative aspects of gaming and had decided that I would never have it in my house for my children. I knew the statistics, I had seen it in the lives of my elementary school students, it just wasn't going to happen. Then I became a mom. <br />
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It all began with a trampoline. I had also decided that we wouldn't have a trampoline. They were too dangerous and the liability of the neighbor kids jumping too was just something I didn't want to deal with. Then the neighbors got a trampoline. My kids loved it! I was a little nervous but I gave the lecture about being careful, watching out for those smaller than you, not having too many children on at once, etc, etc. Then, one day, I walked over to there to collect my children at dinner time. Not only were there 12 kids on the trampoline at once, but I discovered that the father who lived there liked to do aerial ski jumping and so had raised the trampoline to my shoulder level in order to avoid hitting the ground while practicing his aerials. I was on the Internet the next day looking for a good used trampoline. I had decided that with the trampoline in my backyard I could supervise the number of children jumping and what was happening on that trampoline. I needed to be involved and aware.<br />
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Then came video games. I never wanted gaming in my home. I just knew that I could provide more wholesome, fun ways for my kids to spend their time. I was impervious to the pleading, whining, crying, insults etc. and the kids gave me a hard time too. ;) That was until the kids began disappearing to their friends' houses for hours everyday. It wasn't as fun at our house. I was losing my children! Not only were they gone, but I didn't know anything about the types of games they were playing nor what percentage of time they spent playing video games vs. other forms of play and interaction. I suspected that hours upon hours were spent staring zombie-like at a glowing screen even when it was beautiful weather outside.<br />
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And so, I was humbled again by practicalities. We began with an old Game Boy and progressed to a Wii. Now I know the games they are playing. When they play here, after a short amount of game time, I can happily suggest other wholesome, fun activities. The thrill of the forbidden has been removed. They don't feel a desperation to play video games for as long as they can, whenever they get the chance. They don't even play every day anymore. My children are learning the value of moderation. I found it is impossible to teach moderation and complete abstinence at the same time. I will save the absolute abstinence instruction for other, more crucial aspects of life.<br />
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Now, in all fairness, this is my philosophy of what works for my family. I know many families that do not play video games or even have a t.v. for that matter, and it works for them. Paul had a friend growing up that didn't have a t.v. but everyone wanted to hang out at his house. He had other magnets such as a pool table, Foosball, and shelves and shelves of the coolest board games, among other things. They also provided an almost endless supply of snacks and sodas.<br />
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I guess what it comes down to, is the need to keep in contact with your kids. If you have boys, chances are it will include video games in some way. Maybe that cute sister in relief society will have all girls and video gaming won't really even be an issue. The key is finding a way to keep them coming home and bringing their friends. Every family needs to find what works for them. I know of the absolute necessity of keeping my kids close, knowing their friends, and communicating. </span>Mombrudhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00393680945938324375noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4464243355277916200.post-69959430476237181242011-07-03T16:33:00.002-07:002011-07-03T16:37:29.864-07:00Christian's Family Totem<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><span style="font-size: large;">Christian made this on a toilet paper roll for an assignment at school. I was really touched by the way he sees each of our children's roles in the family.</span><br />
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