Sarah, did you read "Thankful" on the Daily Grapefruit? It made me think of you....and I just wanted to say "I'm so glad we're sisters! Thanks for everything! I love you!"
(January 10,2010 Thankful @ dailygrapefruit.blogspot.com)
Wednesday, January 13, 2010
Sunday, January 10, 2010
Holiday High Jinks
I was just looking through the Christmas pictures and had to share these. Jace didn't think I was hurrying fast enough to get the holiday decorations up. He decided to take matters into his own hands!
Check out Ellie! She loves Christmas more that anyone I know. She puts that Santa hat on at Thanksgiving and it 
doesn't come off until the new year!
doesn't come off until the new year!
Heaven forbid I leave out Lainie Lu! She had a great time hollowing out this snow cave over the Christmas break.
Don't stop believin'
During Singing Time in Primary recently, the chorister was asking various children to name their favorite primary songs. All the old standbys were picked ie. I Am A Child Of God, Book Of Mormon Stories, I Love To See The Temple.... Soon, she turns to Jace and asks him. Without missing a beat he starts to sing, "doon't stop belieeeeeeevin', hold onto that feeeliiiiiiiin', streeeetlights, peeeople, oh oh oooooooooh! Certainly not part of the official hymnal of the church, but definitely a favorite at our house on Sunday mornings. You see, Dustin likes to inspire us with his version of "Sounds of the Sabbath". Unfortunately, the Mo Tab isn't anywhere to be found!
Wednesday, January 6, 2010
Mom Words
A girl we carpool with announced happily, as she slid into the car this morning, "I finally get to read Breaking Dawn!" We all congratulated her on this dream come true and all announced that she was one lucky girl. An interesting conversation ensued that has brought about a day full of personal examination. I know, I know. "Another one?" you wail.
(I wouldn't let Lainie read all of Breaking Dawn, or Eclipse for that matter. There were a number of passages that I wanted to keep hidden from my 12 year old for as long as possible, so I paper clipped the pages together and made her promise on my grave that she would not read said passages. Of course, being the preteen that she is, she begged and begged to know the gist of those forbidden pages. In as few words as possible, I censored them down to a meager explanation. )
In the backseat of the car, Lainie was telling her lucky friend that she had to skipped a lot of the book but she knows what happened because I told her in Mom Words. "Mom words? What's that?" "You know," said Lainie, "words that are safe, appropriate and harmless."
Here comes the personal examination!
How often should I have used Mom Words and didn't? Not just when I'm trying to censor something, but when I'm having a regular conversation. When I'm explaining or teaching or sharing. I don't mean scanty explanations of inappropriate subjects. I mean safe, soft words that should be used in daily, ordinary dialogue. Words that are helpful, comforting and encouraging. Words that remedy, words that sooth, words that brighten. Obviously, I shouldn't limited Mom Words to adolescence and toddlers.
Someone close to me recently related that I had made her feel stupid during a conversation we had about a recipe. I was seriously stunned! I would never intentionally make her feel that way. I didn't realize that I had conveyed such a terrible thing. I can't recall what I said or even how I said it, but it hurt her and in turn I ended up hurting me. I'm so sorry. I wish that I could take it back and have a do-over. I would love to use Mom Words....soft words....reassuring....inspiring....safe words. For those of you who have been hurt by my deficit, please forgive me. Allow me another chance. Or two, or..... I promise to really try.
(I wouldn't let Lainie read all of Breaking Dawn, or Eclipse for that matter. There were a number of passages that I wanted to keep hidden from my 12 year old for as long as possible, so I paper clipped the pages together and made her promise on my grave that she would not read said passages. Of course, being the preteen that she is, she begged and begged to know the gist of those forbidden pages. In as few words as possible, I censored them down to a meager explanation. )
In the backseat of the car, Lainie was telling her lucky friend that she had to skipped a lot of the book but she knows what happened because I told her in Mom Words. "Mom words? What's that?" "You know," said Lainie, "words that are safe, appropriate and harmless."
Here comes the personal examination!
How often should I have used Mom Words and didn't? Not just when I'm trying to censor something, but when I'm having a regular conversation. When I'm explaining or teaching or sharing. I don't mean scanty explanations of inappropriate subjects. I mean safe, soft words that should be used in daily, ordinary dialogue. Words that are helpful, comforting and encouraging. Words that remedy, words that sooth, words that brighten. Obviously, I shouldn't limited Mom Words to adolescence and toddlers.
Someone close to me recently related that I had made her feel stupid during a conversation we had about a recipe. I was seriously stunned! I would never intentionally make her feel that way. I didn't realize that I had conveyed such a terrible thing. I can't recall what I said or even how I said it, but it hurt her and in turn I ended up hurting me. I'm so sorry. I wish that I could take it back and have a do-over. I would love to use Mom Words....soft words....reassuring....inspiring....safe words. For those of you who have been hurt by my deficit, please forgive me. Allow me another chance. Or two, or..... I promise to really try.
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