tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26212502057586421472024-03-19T04:49:04.487-07:00** * Our Life with 13 Kids * **Tiffaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14508201361489460187noreply@blogger.comBlogger3854125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2621250205758642147.post-2974557602526997822024-03-18T19:04:00.000-07:002024-03-18T19:04:25.378-07:00Reality<p>I picked up Ethan and Bella from the airport this morning. They had a great time what what I can tell. I'm sure they'd rather be back in Maui instead of catching up with midterms and homework this week, but that's life!</p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkwQxdfOulyr0aRwM4NnLegudWouUdWZIkqorwNVSD_9NK34ofpgu0BKSeivQMdzi4XOcdvYKoLc0ZWsil4ASyoCB7kPBJ39Zjb5a123x0x4iEjhFpGtBN-4P7ZrC41r_IpXjsal6rbMNiEjjXUwJ1YJ_6Q4e5gE8vqyc3VUPxa6IJFwv9ybrFkoak4wci/s1084/IMG_3765.PNG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1084" data-original-width="750" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkwQxdfOulyr0aRwM4NnLegudWouUdWZIkqorwNVSD_9NK34ofpgu0BKSeivQMdzi4XOcdvYKoLc0ZWsil4ASyoCB7kPBJ39Zjb5a123x0x4iEjhFpGtBN-4P7ZrC41r_IpXjsal6rbMNiEjjXUwJ1YJ_6Q4e5gE8vqyc3VUPxa6IJFwv9ybrFkoak4wci/s320/IMG_3765.PNG" width="221" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Oh, and Ethan got a nice sunburn! ouch!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgf2a0ZNQ50MMDvn_KLiYSiLfw5bD5oGvfdulxM__2F5IhNAqkk4i0pgrW4OMq5mKnFwlSHM4YTIjD6xh-F0XodcdIbDiAGYLEUUFeJJXQ01hSIA9tc8ohiFWuQ0OQ9ocPWsvGcouCbaE2cEt4zF6zAAN40kQVrOCWWFQck4_xksfF0-rJHow7fPWNOEjph/s1600/b9f302cf-93f3-4428-9eff-2e8ed9384ead.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="900" data-original-width="1600" height="180" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgf2a0ZNQ50MMDvn_KLiYSiLfw5bD5oGvfdulxM__2F5IhNAqkk4i0pgrW4OMq5mKnFwlSHM4YTIjD6xh-F0XodcdIbDiAGYLEUUFeJJXQ01hSIA9tc8ohiFWuQ0OQ9ocPWsvGcouCbaE2cEt4zF6zAAN40kQVrOCWWFQck4_xksfF0-rJHow7fPWNOEjph/s320/b9f302cf-93f3-4428-9eff-2e8ed9384ead.jpg" width="320" /></a></div>Ethan's birthday is this Friday, but he said they'll be so busy with school and stuff that he probably can't have us come visit, but they might come up on Sunday? We'll be doing an early Easter gathering with Wrides to celebrate Jesus' resurrection and JeNeal's birthday which is on the 29th. We're grateful for the resurrection and believe it with all our hearts! We firmly believe that JeNeal's spirit lives on, and we will be with her again. <p></p><p>I'm so behind on the blog, but I'm lacking a bit in my desire right now to catch up. I'm sure I will, but I still have entries from Nov Dec Jan Feb and Mar to do. I will try to kick it in gear. I've been in a bit of a funk today. It was such a beautiful day, I'm not sure why I am feeling so ugh. We talked to Wesley today, and I've been thinking a lot about him, as he had <a href="https://elderwesleywride.blogspot.com/2024/03/week-8-questions.html">a hard week this past week</a>. I loved the messages last night at the <a href="https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DkxGYfCKiBY">Relief Society Broadcast</a>. Sister Camille Johnson shared how some encouraging words from a sister in South Korea touched her deeply, and President Nelson shared how much he has been influence for good by his late wife Dansel and his wife Wendy. And I thought - if the President of the Church and the President of the Relief Society both need the encouragement of others, then really none of us should ever expect to NOT need help! Wesley shouldn't think that, because he's a missionary and "should" know and believe this or that, therefore he shouldn't have questions or struggles, well that's just not true. That's not how our mortal life works. Even when we're 99 years old, and even if we're a prophet, we will still need help from others. And of course we will ALWAYS need Christ. I tried to depend on Him today to pull me through. I won't beat myself up for having a hard day and being in a trough. Some days are like that. </p><p><br /></p>Tiffaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14508201361489460187noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2621250205758642147.post-19615505630023848792024-03-15T22:32:00.000-07:002024-03-18T21:09:36.837-07:00The Chosen - Season 4<p>Corey and I went to see the last two episodes of The Chosen tonight. They were sooo good. We loved David's entry into Jerusalem! So many parts were so good. We have seen all of Season 4 in the theater. I really liked episodes 4-6 (healing the centurion's servant!) and 7-8, wow. Excited for season 5! I had hoped we'd see Jesus enter Jerusalem, but darn, they had to leave it on a cliff hanger. I didn't like the first three very much... they were ok. (Spoiler...) I didn't love that Rama dies. Corey joked "Well they HAD to kill her off! We can't have the apostles being married!" Listen, people get married! Especially back then in Israel cultural. And they had children! Having children is anchored in the historical experience of the Jewish people. It has been normal life for thousands of years!! Especially back before Margaret Sanger had her sad influence had spread all over the world. Simon Peter and Eden didn't get her IUD removed and "try" for a baby. The apostles had wives, they had children, they had families. Yes, the scriptural account does have infertility issues - we see that with Abraham and Sarah, Jacob and Rachel, Zechariah and Elizabeth. And I'm sure there were miscarriages, but I think it was really common and wouldn't have upset Peter so. So the miscarriage thing was the part I didn't like from season 2 - I thought it was a bit overdone, but I get it - they are trying to make it relatable for a modern audience or tell a story of need and doubt and faith and trust, so it's fine. But to have Peter deal with that = no kids. Thomas' betrothal to Rama... can't have that so = death. Corey's one complaint is that the Savior and his apostles are all just these free single adults wandering around. It would be more believable with more kids in the cities, on the roads, in the houses, and on the set. I'm sure that would be a big distraction and hassle for them to do for the production of the show, and would be hard for the budget, but it would have been good. Especially when, in season 4, the apostles were debating who would be the greatest in the kingdom of God, oh I was hoping they'd follow what happened in the Bible on that part! <a href="https://www.churchofjesuschrist.org/study/scriptures/nt/matt/18?lang=eng">Matthew 18: 2-5</a> - </p><p><span class="verse-number" style="border: 0px; box-sizing: border-box; font-family: "Ensign:Serif", McKay, "McKay ldsLat", Palatino, "Palatino Linotype", "Palatino Bold", Palatino-Bold, Pahoran, "Pahoran ldsLat", "Noto Sans Myanmar", NotoSansMyanmar, SaysetthaldsLao, NotoSerifTamil, serif; font-feature-settings: inherit; font-kerning: inherit; font-optical-sizing: inherit; font-size: 0.9em; font-stretch: normal; font-variant: inherit; font-variation-settings: inherit; font-weight: 700; line-height: inherit; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">1 </span><span style="background-color: white; font-family: "Ensign:Serif", McKay, "McKay ldsLat", Palatino, "Palatino Linotype", Palatino-Roman, Pahoran, "Pahoran ldsLat", "Noto Sans Myanmar", NotoSansMyanmar, SaysetthaldsLao, NotoSerifTamil, serif; font-size: 18px;">At the same time came the disciples unto Jesus, saying, Who is the greatest </span><span style="background-color: white; font-family: "Ensign:Serif", McKay, "McKay ldsLat", Palatino, "Palatino Linotype", Palatino-Roman, Pahoran, "Pahoran ldsLat", "Noto Sans Myanmar", NotoSansMyanmar, SaysetthaldsLao, NotoSerifTamil, serif; font-size: 18px;">in the kingdom of heaven?</span></p><p class="verse" data-aid="128396783" id="p2" style="--height: 69.28125px; background-color: white; border: 0px; box-sizing: border-box; font-family: "Ensign:Serif", McKay, "McKay ldsLat", Palatino, "Palatino Linotype", Palatino-Roman, Pahoran, "Pahoran ldsLat", "Noto Sans Myanmar", NotoSansMyanmar, SaysetthaldsLao, NotoSerifTamil, serif; font-feature-settings: inherit; font-kerning: inherit; font-optical-sizing: inherit; font-size: 18px; font-stretch: inherit; font-variant-alternates: inherit; font-variant-east-asian: inherit; font-variant-numeric: inherit; font-variant-position: inherit; font-variation-settings: inherit; line-height: inherit; margin: 0px; padding: 0px 0px 0.65em; vertical-align: baseline;"><span class="verse-number" style="border: 0px; box-sizing: border-box; font-family: "Ensign:Serif", McKay, "McKay ldsLat", Palatino, "Palatino Linotype", "Palatino Bold", Palatino-Bold, Pahoran, "Pahoran ldsLat", "Noto Sans Myanmar", NotoSansMyanmar, SaysetthaldsLao, NotoSerifTamil, serif; font-feature-settings: inherit; font-kerning: inherit; font-optical-sizing: inherit; font-size: 0.9em; font-stretch: normal; font-variant: inherit; font-variation-settings: inherit; font-weight: 700; line-height: inherit; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">2 </span>And Jesus called a little child unto him, and set him in the midst of them,</p><p class="verse" data-aid="128396784" id="p3" style="--height: 98.078125px; background-color: white; border: 0px; box-sizing: border-box; font-family: "Ensign:Serif", McKay, "McKay ldsLat", Palatino, "Palatino Linotype", Palatino-Roman, Pahoran, "Pahoran ldsLat", "Noto Sans Myanmar", NotoSansMyanmar, SaysetthaldsLao, NotoSerifTamil, serif; font-feature-settings: inherit; font-kerning: inherit; font-optical-sizing: inherit; font-size: 18px; font-stretch: inherit; font-variant-alternates: inherit; font-variant-east-asian: inherit; font-variant-numeric: inherit; font-variant-position: inherit; font-variation-settings: inherit; line-height: inherit; margin: 0px; padding: 0px 0px 0.65em; vertical-align: baseline;"><span class="verse-number" style="border: 0px; box-sizing: border-box; font-family: "Ensign:Serif", McKay, "McKay ldsLat", Palatino, "Palatino Linotype", "Palatino Bold", Palatino-Bold, Pahoran, "Pahoran ldsLat", "Noto Sans Myanmar", NotoSansMyanmar, SaysetthaldsLao, NotoSerifTamil, serif; font-feature-settings: inherit; font-kerning: inherit; font-optical-sizing: inherit; font-size: 0.9em; font-stretch: normal; font-variant: inherit; font-variation-settings: inherit; font-weight: 700; line-height: inherit; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">3 </span>And said, Verily I say unto you, Except ye be converted, and become as little children, ye shall not enter into the kingdom of heaven.</p><p class="verse" data-aid="128396785" id="p4" style="--height: 69.28125px; background-color: white; border: 0px; box-sizing: border-box; font-family: "Ensign:Serif", McKay, "McKay ldsLat", Palatino, "Palatino Linotype", Palatino-Roman, Pahoran, "Pahoran ldsLat", "Noto Sans Myanmar", NotoSansMyanmar, SaysetthaldsLao, NotoSerifTamil, serif; font-feature-settings: inherit; font-kerning: inherit; font-optical-sizing: inherit; font-size: 18px; font-stretch: inherit; font-variant-alternates: inherit; font-variant-east-asian: inherit; font-variant-numeric: inherit; font-variant-position: inherit; font-variation-settings: inherit; line-height: inherit; margin: 0px; padding: 0px 0px 0.65em; vertical-align: baseline;"><span class="verse-number" style="border: 0px; box-sizing: border-box; font-family: "Ensign:Serif", McKay, "McKay ldsLat", Palatino, "Palatino Linotype", "Palatino Bold", Palatino-Bold, Pahoran, "Pahoran ldsLat", "Noto Sans Myanmar", NotoSansMyanmar, SaysetthaldsLao, NotoSerifTamil, serif; font-feature-settings: inherit; font-kerning: inherit; font-optical-sizing: inherit; font-size: 0.9em; font-stretch: normal; font-variant: inherit; font-variation-settings: inherit; font-weight: 700; line-height: inherit; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">4 </span>Whosoever therefore shall humble himself as this little child, the same is greatest in the kingdom of heaven.</p><p class="verse" data-aid="128396786" id="p5" style="--height: 69.28125px; background-color: white; border: 0px; box-sizing: border-box; font-family: "Ensign:Serif", McKay, "McKay ldsLat", Palatino, "Palatino Linotype", Palatino-Roman, Pahoran, "Pahoran ldsLat", "Noto Sans Myanmar", NotoSansMyanmar, SaysetthaldsLao, NotoSerifTamil, serif; font-feature-settings: inherit; font-kerning: inherit; font-optical-sizing: inherit; font-size: 18px; font-stretch: inherit; font-variant-alternates: inherit; font-variant-east-asian: inherit; font-variant-numeric: inherit; font-variant-position: inherit; font-variation-settings: inherit; line-height: inherit; margin: 0px; padding: 0px 0px 0.65em; vertical-align: baseline;"><span class="verse-number" style="border: 0px; box-sizing: border-box; font-family: "Ensign:Serif", McKay, "McKay ldsLat", Palatino, "Palatino Linotype", "Palatino Bold", Palatino-Bold, Pahoran, "Pahoran ldsLat", "Noto Sans Myanmar", NotoSansMyanmar, SaysetthaldsLao, NotoSerifTamil, serif; font-feature-settings: inherit; font-kerning: inherit; font-optical-sizing: inherit; font-size: 0.9em; font-stretch: normal; font-variant: inherit; font-variation-settings: inherit; font-weight: 700; line-height: inherit; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">5 </span>And whoso shall receive one such little child in my name receiveth me.</p><p class="verse" data-aid="128396787" id="p6" style="--height: 126.875px; background-color: white; border: 0px; box-sizing: border-box; font-family: "Ensign:Serif", McKay, "McKay ldsLat", Palatino, "Palatino Linotype", Palatino-Roman, Pahoran, "Pahoran ldsLat", "Noto Sans Myanmar", NotoSansMyanmar, SaysetthaldsLao, NotoSerifTamil, serif; font-feature-settings: inherit; font-kerning: inherit; font-optical-sizing: inherit; font-size: 18px; font-stretch: inherit; font-variant-alternates: inherit; font-variant-east-asian: inherit; font-variant-numeric: inherit; font-variant-position: inherit; font-variation-settings: inherit; line-height: inherit; margin: 0px; padding: 0px 0px 0.65em; vertical-align: baseline;"><span class="verse-number" style="border: 0px; box-sizing: border-box; font-family: "Ensign:Serif", McKay, "McKay ldsLat", Palatino, "Palatino Linotype", "Palatino Bold", Palatino-Bold, Pahoran, "Pahoran ldsLat", "Noto Sans Myanmar", NotoSansMyanmar, SaysetthaldsLao, NotoSerifTamil, serif; font-feature-settings: inherit; font-kerning: inherit; font-optical-sizing: inherit; font-size: 0.9em; font-stretch: normal; font-variant: inherit; font-variation-settings: inherit; font-weight: 700; line-height: inherit; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">6 </span>But whoso shall offend one of these little ones which believe in me, it were better for him that a millstone were hanged about his neck, and <span class="clarity-word" style="border: 0px; box-sizing: border-box; font-family: "Ensign:Serif", McKay, "McKay ldsLat", Palatino, "Palatino Linotype", "Palatino Italic", Palatino-Italic, Pahoran, "Pahoran ldsLat", "Noto Sans Myanmar", NotoSansMyanmar, SaysetthaldsLao, NotoSerifTamil, serif; font-feature-settings: inherit; font-kerning: inherit; font-optical-sizing: inherit; font-size: inherit; font-stretch: normal; font-style: italic; font-variant: inherit; font-variation-settings: inherit; line-height: inherit; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">that</span> he were drowned in the depth of the sea.</p><p>But they missed it, darn! Kids didn't make the cut there. I was sad. I'm glad that children made their appearance in Season 1 of the Chosen. I wish they had been able to have children a little bit more though in the rest of the show. <a href="https://www.churchofjesuschrist.org/study/scriptures/nt/mark/10?lang=eng">Mark 10:13-16</a> (and <a href="https://www.churchofjesuschrist.org/study/scriptures/nt/matt/19?lang=eng">Matthew 19:13-15</a>)</p><p class="verse" data-aid="128397840" id="p13" style="--height: 98.078125px; background-color: white; border: 0px; box-sizing: border-box; font-family: "Ensign:Serif", McKay, "McKay ldsLat", Palatino, "Palatino Linotype", Palatino-Roman, Pahoran, "Pahoran ldsLat", "Noto Sans Myanmar", NotoSansMyanmar, SaysetthaldsLao, NotoSerifTamil, serif; font-feature-settings: inherit; font-kerning: inherit; font-optical-sizing: inherit; font-size: 18px; font-stretch: inherit; font-variant-alternates: inherit; font-variant-east-asian: inherit; font-variant-numeric: inherit; font-variant-position: inherit; font-variation-settings: inherit; line-height: inherit; margin: 0px; padding: 0px 0px 0.65em; vertical-align: baseline;"><span class="verse-number" style="border: 0px; box-sizing: border-box; font-family: "Ensign:Serif", McKay, "McKay ldsLat", Palatino, "Palatino Linotype", "Palatino Bold", Palatino-Bold, Pahoran, "Pahoran ldsLat", "Noto Sans Myanmar", NotoSansMyanmar, SaysetthaldsLao, NotoSerifTamil, serif; font-feature-settings: inherit; font-kerning: inherit; font-optical-sizing: inherit; font-size: 0.9em; font-stretch: normal; font-variant: inherit; font-variation-settings: inherit; font-weight: 700; line-height: inherit; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">13 </span><span class="para-mark" style="border: 0px; box-sizing: border-box; font: inherit; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">¶ </span>And they brought young children to him, that he should touch them: and <span class="clarity-word" style="border: 0px; box-sizing: border-box; font-family: "Ensign:Serif", McKay, "McKay ldsLat", Palatino, "Palatino Linotype", "Palatino Italic", Palatino-Italic, Pahoran, "Pahoran ldsLat", "Noto Sans Myanmar", NotoSansMyanmar, SaysetthaldsLao, NotoSerifTamil, serif; font-feature-settings: inherit; font-kerning: inherit; font-optical-sizing: inherit; font-size: inherit; font-stretch: normal; font-style: italic; font-variant: inherit; font-variation-settings: inherit; line-height: inherit; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">his</span> disciples rebuked those that brought <span class="clarity-word" style="border: 0px; box-sizing: border-box; font-family: "Ensign:Serif", McKay, "McKay ldsLat", Palatino, "Palatino Linotype", "Palatino Italic", Palatino-Italic, Pahoran, "Pahoran ldsLat", "Noto Sans Myanmar", NotoSansMyanmar, SaysetthaldsLao, NotoSerifTamil, serif; font-feature-settings: inherit; font-kerning: inherit; font-optical-sizing: inherit; font-size: inherit; font-stretch: normal; font-style: italic; font-variant: inherit; font-variation-settings: inherit; line-height: inherit; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">them.</span></p><p class="verse" data-aid="128397842" id="p14" style="--height: 98.078125px; background-color: white; border: 0px; box-sizing: border-box; font-family: "Ensign:Serif", McKay, "McKay ldsLat", Palatino, "Palatino Linotype", Palatino-Roman, Pahoran, "Pahoran ldsLat", "Noto Sans Myanmar", NotoSansMyanmar, SaysetthaldsLao, NotoSerifTamil, serif; font-feature-settings: inherit; font-kerning: inherit; font-optical-sizing: inherit; font-size: 18px; font-stretch: inherit; font-variant-alternates: inherit; font-variant-east-asian: inherit; font-variant-numeric: inherit; font-variant-position: inherit; font-variation-settings: inherit; line-height: inherit; margin: 0px; padding: 0px 0px 0.65em; vertical-align: baseline;"><span class="verse-number" style="border: 0px; box-sizing: border-box; font-family: "Ensign:Serif", McKay, "McKay ldsLat", Palatino, "Palatino Linotype", "Palatino Bold", Palatino-Bold, Pahoran, "Pahoran ldsLat", "Noto Sans Myanmar", NotoSansMyanmar, SaysetthaldsLao, NotoSerifTamil, serif; font-feature-settings: inherit; font-kerning: inherit; font-optical-sizing: inherit; font-size: 0.9em; font-stretch: normal; font-variant: inherit; font-variation-settings: inherit; font-weight: 700; line-height: inherit; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">14 </span>But when Jesus saw <span class="clarity-word" style="border: 0px; box-sizing: border-box; font-family: "Ensign:Serif", McKay, "McKay ldsLat", Palatino, "Palatino Linotype", "Palatino Italic", Palatino-Italic, Pahoran, "Pahoran ldsLat", "Noto Sans Myanmar", NotoSansMyanmar, SaysetthaldsLao, NotoSerifTamil, serif; font-feature-settings: inherit; font-kerning: inherit; font-optical-sizing: inherit; font-size: inherit; font-stretch: normal; font-style: italic; font-variant: inherit; font-variation-settings: inherit; line-height: inherit; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">it,</span> he was much displeased, and said unto them, Suffer the little children to come unto me, and forbid them not: for of such is the kingdom of God.</p><p class="verse" data-aid="128397844" id="p15" style="--height: 69.28125px; background-color: white; border: 0px; box-sizing: border-box; font-family: "Ensign:Serif", McKay, "McKay ldsLat", Palatino, "Palatino Linotype", Palatino-Roman, Pahoran, "Pahoran ldsLat", "Noto Sans Myanmar", NotoSansMyanmar, SaysetthaldsLao, NotoSerifTamil, serif; font-feature-settings: inherit; font-kerning: inherit; font-optical-sizing: inherit; font-size: 18px; font-stretch: inherit; font-variant-alternates: inherit; font-variant-east-asian: inherit; font-variant-numeric: inherit; font-variant-position: inherit; font-variation-settings: inherit; line-height: inherit; margin: 0px; padding: 0px 0px 0.65em; vertical-align: baseline;"><span class="verse-number" style="border: 0px; box-sizing: border-box; font-family: "Ensign:Serif", McKay, "McKay ldsLat", Palatino, "Palatino Linotype", "Palatino Bold", Palatino-Bold, Pahoran, "Pahoran ldsLat", "Noto Sans Myanmar", NotoSansMyanmar, SaysetthaldsLao, NotoSerifTamil, serif; font-feature-settings: inherit; font-kerning: inherit; font-optical-sizing: inherit; font-size: 0.9em; font-stretch: normal; font-variant: inherit; font-variation-settings: inherit; font-weight: 700; line-height: inherit; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">15 </span>Verily I say unto you, Whosoever shall not receive the kingdom of God as a little child, he shall not enter therein.</p><span class="page-break" data-page="1259" style="background-color: white; border: 0px; box-sizing: border-box; font-family: "Ensign:Serif", McKay, "McKay ldsLat", Palatino, "Palatino Linotype", Palatino-Roman, Pahoran, "Pahoran ldsLat", "Noto Sans Myanmar", NotoSansMyanmar, SaysetthaldsLao, NotoSerifTamil, serif; font-feature-settings: inherit; font-kerning: inherit; font-optical-sizing: inherit; font-size: 18px; font-stretch: inherit; font-variant-alternates: inherit; font-variant-east-asian: inherit; font-variant-numeric: inherit; font-variant-position: inherit; font-variation-settings: inherit; height: 0px; line-height: inherit; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; pointer-events: none; vertical-align: baseline;"></span><span style="background-color: white; font-family: "Ensign:Serif", McKay, "McKay ldsLat", Palatino, "Palatino Linotype", Palatino-Roman, Pahoran, "Pahoran ldsLat", "Noto Sans Myanmar", NotoSansMyanmar, SaysetthaldsLao, NotoSerifTamil, serif; font-size: 18px;"></span><p class="verse" data-aid="128399395" id="p13" style="--height: 98.078125px; background-color: white; border: 0px; box-sizing: border-box; font-family: "Ensign:Serif", McKay, "McKay ldsLat", Palatino, "Palatino Linotype", Palatino-Roman, Pahoran, "Pahoran ldsLat", "Noto Sans Myanmar", NotoSansMyanmar, SaysetthaldsLao, NotoSerifTamil, serif; font-feature-settings: inherit; font-kerning: inherit; font-optical-sizing: inherit; font-size: 18px; font-stretch: inherit; font-variant-alternates: inherit; font-variant-east-asian: inherit; font-variant-numeric: inherit; font-variant-position: inherit; font-variation-settings: inherit; line-height: inherit; margin: 0px; padding: 0px 0px 0.65em; vertical-align: baseline;"><span class="verse-number" style="border: 0px; box-sizing: border-box; font-family: "Ensign:Serif", McKay, "McKay ldsLat", Palatino, "Palatino Linotype", "Palatino Bold", Palatino-Bold, Pahoran, "Pahoran ldsLat", "Noto Sans Myanmar", NotoSansMyanmar, SaysetthaldsLao, NotoSerifTamil, serif; font-feature-settings: inherit; font-kerning: inherit; font-optical-sizing: inherit; font-size: 0.9em; font-stretch: normal; font-variant: inherit; font-variation-settings: inherit; font-weight: 700; line-height: inherit; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">16 </span>And he took them up in his arms, put <span class="clarity-word" style="border: 0px; box-sizing: border-box; font-family: "Ensign:Serif", McKay, "McKay ldsLat", Palatino, "Palatino Linotype", "Palatino Italic", Palatino-Italic, Pahoran, "Pahoran ldsLat", "Noto Sans Myanmar", NotoSansMyanmar, SaysetthaldsLao, NotoSerifTamil, serif; font-feature-settings: inherit; font-kerning: inherit; font-optical-sizing: inherit; font-size: inherit; font-stretch: normal; font-style: italic; font-variant: inherit; font-variation-settings: inherit; line-height: inherit; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">his</span> hands upon them, and blessed them.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj5fO-88oHN_XUUfV8R-idySXD7ddmQkU_ygIUuNepOPqB1Zm53hziahuSdULHqAPE37D7Mz8-vyYBG3L08Qd4nwRQPIBaJmiPyCoPdEzLN59Z6VFzS3fKZBz_ABoa0ulXn_tkihoa7bK4kwAmiQhVStwkVvfJElEkxP1oNwjkcejCZfYvui_e1_obVRE0o/s823/Screenshot%20(75).png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="823" data-original-width="821" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj5fO-88oHN_XUUfV8R-idySXD7ddmQkU_ygIUuNepOPqB1Zm53hziahuSdULHqAPE37D7Mz8-vyYBG3L08Qd4nwRQPIBaJmiPyCoPdEzLN59Z6VFzS3fKZBz_ABoa0ulXn_tkihoa7bK4kwAmiQhVStwkVvfJElEkxP1oNwjkcejCZfYvui_e1_obVRE0o/s320/Screenshot%20(75).png" width="319" /></a></div><p style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://www.etsy.com/listing/1543551368/jesus-blessing-the-children-canvas-125?ga_order=most_relevant&ga_search_type=all&ga_view_type=gallery&ga_search_query=jesus+children&ref=sr_gallery-1-1&frs=1&organic_search_click=1"><span style="font-size: x-small;">Artwork by LoveLight Creative Studio</span></a></p><p>I'm grateful for modern prophets and apostles that have taught us the importance of marriage, children and families in <a href="https://www.churchofjesuschrist.org/study/scriptures/the-family-a-proclamation-to-the-world/the-family-a-proclamation-to-the-world?lang=eng">The Family Proclamation</a>! Learning and studying this together with Corey early on in our marriage has blessed us so much. It changed the course of our life for the better. I'm grateful to be able to be a wife and mother. That is where we will find true joy and rejoicing in life here and in the eternities! </p>Tiffaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14508201361489460187noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2621250205758642147.post-52122055230734226092024-03-14T20:11:00.000-07:002024-03-18T20:32:35.873-07:00Practice<p>Natalie and I have been stretching and working towards the splits. We started on March 6 and have done a <a href="https://youtu.be/5G00XwRxxIM?si=3q9BiIi3qG_vdBjQ">stretching routine by Summer Fun Fitness</a> everyday. Summer said that it took her a year to be able to do the splits on her good side, so Natalie and I are hoping that my next March, we should be able to do the splits on atleast one side! It's also been fun because Daniel, Peter and Katharine have all done it with us at different times when they see us stretching. I stretched already today, and then let Natalie use my phone so she could follow along with the video. Daniel and Peter joined her. <br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQHV-76OiLXcw0FrZSc7JijFVTcG4iJJq86sRtVZcH4G-pViqCihbLIhuW2mJsHG9TaBobPFZtBLRs2JYiHsIQuB14Yu9PUQGWNRuyP0M7RCMqDcGzcaymzRGRb5nzjItVBVs_c5VYR7CUBET3I06oDmo1e18KzQy2L2A2kKqhiV3wnNC5UHRc3ChCDNO2/s1600/8d61d2ff-c426-497a-b90c-69c1f31ad3f1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1600" data-original-width="1200" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQHV-76OiLXcw0FrZSc7JijFVTcG4iJJq86sRtVZcH4G-pViqCihbLIhuW2mJsHG9TaBobPFZtBLRs2JYiHsIQuB14Yu9PUQGWNRuyP0M7RCMqDcGzcaymzRGRb5nzjItVBVs_c5VYR7CUBET3I06oDmo1e18KzQy2L2A2kKqhiV3wnNC5UHRc3ChCDNO2/s320/8d61d2ff-c426-497a-b90c-69c1f31ad3f1.jpg" width="240" /></a></div><p>Cute kids. It's good to have goals!</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhNswaWvF97EYoqeSlQggfxIdHWYtY0RXPEgR6faJWD_HgQahVcuc4OAYvYgngwCDKyBgd9KBq4pc7_XZ7KYlDjHy2Fr4M18StwYAjfN-NHE-sC7iX9V0rm2m930-uJZ_iRtY6ItwcTnmLL9nL17R4lsdS5DpMZAK7fFRs5cIMSSCs2kTwzC7oMIO6y9Pqb/s1600/54413c40-f72a-4f3a-9403-f9adcfd501db.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1600" data-original-width="900" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhNswaWvF97EYoqeSlQggfxIdHWYtY0RXPEgR6faJWD_HgQahVcuc4OAYvYgngwCDKyBgd9KBq4pc7_XZ7KYlDjHy2Fr4M18StwYAjfN-NHE-sC7iX9V0rm2m930-uJZ_iRtY6ItwcTnmLL9nL17R4lsdS5DpMZAK7fFRs5cIMSSCs2kTwzC7oMIO6y9Pqb/s320/54413c40-f72a-4f3a-9403-f9adcfd501db.jpg" width="180" /></a></div><div><p>Sometimes Katharine will also try to grab the phone so she can use it. No no no, Katharine! It's probably time to start helping her set some goals. We'll start with reading a book or coloring. If we leave the ipad out after scriptures (or AT ALL!), she will grab it and turn on PBS kids. There are worse apps she could be on, of course, but we do not like the pull the ipad or our phones have on this developing and impressionable mind. </p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjeFT6SYPf0y0-YH4pgy1rLrwmWDJjlIdO5D9C5N6I1hA9arhYEW2b9MmJhMjOShmTBCZksTJXOqXnHqWJ_Giok6kH8_FyhIAshUcwWUch4hZX_-wdbkWjbOGsJihNHSpfA6lv3-9z82snfTuYOycV59-ehrqmAFdVtG-uOb-iALWiwT_YmRRO83hx0mNyd/s1600/1ab7ad15-ba1b-4e70-a61d-51698616f52c.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1200" data-original-width="1600" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjeFT6SYPf0y0-YH4pgy1rLrwmWDJjlIdO5D9C5N6I1hA9arhYEW2b9MmJhMjOShmTBCZksTJXOqXnHqWJ_Giok6kH8_FyhIAshUcwWUch4hZX_-wdbkWjbOGsJihNHSpfA6lv3-9z82snfTuYOycV59-ehrqmAFdVtG-uOb-iALWiwT_YmRRO83hx0mNyd/s320/1ab7ad15-ba1b-4e70-a61d-51698616f52c.jpg" width="320" /></a></div>We do a good job of keeping it up and away, but Corey did take this picture of her so the kids can all know why we keep it away from her. It turns her into a little zombie (and all of them too!) These personal screens are way too addictive! Do <b>not </b>give your children ipads or smart phones! It is bad for their brains! Never at church or in the car, no, just don't. If we want to keep them quiet, we are doing that for US and not for them! We are putting our comfort and quiet ahead of their mental well being! Don't do it.<p></p></div><div>Back to stretching - I've noticed that Daniel has such an amazing point toe. I think he could be a dancer if he wanted. Or a gymnast. It's hard to do everything we want, and since Corey and I don't have any experience with dance or gymnastics, we'll leave that to others. But I think anyone can do just about anything if they work at it. Owen did so great on his spelling test. We practiced it four times, and he went from 0/15 to 15/15! </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgd_nkXcOPNed3VVglqXEzBpHoDrxj1_ZaviFEezrXirJ_SEpWtMr1hjZR_ZE7sYhycY6YL6kNiI8BkyXaxFc3xEbe6gjZ0Pxx7_k0peGDFpm9QNgx6NtNUmE2J4o5U8vSzeNx28IdHIlA3iY1NuJvY4_K-op_suiIRVJrklIXQoWUTkki12oWPd621pU5e/s3353/IMG_3767.HEIC" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2639" data-original-width="3353" height="252" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgd_nkXcOPNed3VVglqXEzBpHoDrxj1_ZaviFEezrXirJ_SEpWtMr1hjZR_ZE7sYhycY6YL6kNiI8BkyXaxFc3xEbe6gjZ0Pxx7_k0peGDFpm9QNgx6NtNUmE2J4o5U8vSzeNx28IdHIlA3iY1NuJvY4_K-op_suiIRVJrklIXQoWUTkki12oWPd621pU5e/s320/IMG_3767.HEIC" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><p style="text-align: left;">Work, studying, and practice WORK. It's been a good day. I had an inkling it was going to be a good day when I saw that pink lady apples were on sale! I bought 5 dozen. We should be good for a while. <a href="https://thewridefamily.blogspot.com/2011/05/best-apple-around.html">I still love pink lady apples</a>, they are the only apples I will eat. And they are so good with walnuts and raisins!<br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhEljp6Tr_p-b_ESXc1YSWY8b14oXwpM-Z4bEC4_48onebbeSTQmYFj3WULix837Qci_jxR4iBTMXtaa5Vy2HTZneqKTsv6JB1CA8l9uYW_xKnNbCeQ5aBmBCRQz9Z5KgiopHmm7ySU_lCsji5BYs4yxLIKjPVBwv_Xc5ApAEm4LG2DbcETlnRJNqXb1nRz/s4032/IMG_3771.HEIC" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhEljp6Tr_p-b_ESXc1YSWY8b14oXwpM-Z4bEC4_48onebbeSTQmYFj3WULix837Qci_jxR4iBTMXtaa5Vy2HTZneqKTsv6JB1CA8l9uYW_xKnNbCeQ5aBmBCRQz9Z5KgiopHmm7ySU_lCsji5BYs4yxLIKjPVBwv_Xc5ApAEm4LG2DbcETlnRJNqXb1nRz/s320/IMG_3771.HEIC" width="240" /></a></div></div>Tiffaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14508201361489460187noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2621250205758642147.post-14075835053965007982024-03-11T20:48:00.000-07:002024-03-14T14:11:11.973-07:00Ready - Set - Go! Woo-hoo!<p>A new week is upon us. I don't think I got enough sleep yesterday, but I'm trying to push through. I have been up and down from the basement today as I put away things we used at the wedding, and like a good little toddler Katharine has been following me around. As I worked at a folding table (emptying sand) She discovered the treadmill. One of the kids must have left it down. The key to use it has been lost (I hid it so the kids wouldn't use it and can't remember where I put it!) So Katharine was playing around it playing with a little hot wheels car and jibber jabbering talking something, I have no idea what, but I did catch her vocabulary of "Ready? Set! GO! - Woo-hoo!!" as she'd jump from the platform onto the carpet. </p><p></p><div style="text-align: center;"><img border="0" data-original-height="933" data-original-width="750" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7TTOmLYI3cYHjJInxCJNOPXifAdXJWAP0O3_1zE_0NFsMXMrhMOIopby04-LIRDNc8nN-E-muGbZ8bc_nzYsRGcxczm0bgnVcI5RDhGEtYC6i5Y_1Uk7kV3ll78P88QcXjuX3JBbpFd-NVZRqR0V-qrZ4Yk6cUNnnh66T7Gz-roJT2zrBTwPB72vQT-z7/s320/IMG_3753.jpeg" style="color: #0000ee;" width="257" /></div><div><br /></div>I was loving it and took a <a href="https://youtube.com/shorts/a13pUR1Y0sA?si=ruUvAfp7ZoULJV_f">short video</a> - SO STINKIN' CUTE.<br /><div style="text-align: center;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1053" data-original-width="744" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhYUxr8uJUnCGp9GKFDqqdwtOFqoC381mQrD99DSRAt1XQVpIRsM1EcqJ6-JBh_ifBGM2-ww5E2ntaesT7r922xL3Y0VhXhmyExbX3eZeu_JS2ZNqtlr1BHKDnhqgWmmiZI9pypRCuhUWhqNK6jEnKKLfQrp2qrSrRgyMImF-tuUNVJuUPI20WtsjwMzNVI/s320/IMG_3754.jpeg" style="color: #0000ee;" width="226" /></div><p></p><div>She got the car and put that under her, made some kind of incoherent announcement, then it was time to show off her skills at jumping high over obstacles! A little Evel Knievel! She put her arms out as if she was ready to fly - time to take off! Fly little girl!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhh10-Ky6G4sYqaAiSHDEIIAFoFDeIPS7WRpqy9T0Rri1AA0Pb3Yy46bK9hUkKR5jagJfmWVmQO6u8HtSxdr4dhe31Lgat7totT2p_0sG2kZ7SNyiqQ-9eAJXgAGEA2l-dVvyVNTRVmEiY7ZH5bJfNM_3AjjJJ9MKTj3uhKSOfkcnY8S66kXisRxKoIXYJE/s994/IMG_3755.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="994" data-original-width="750" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhh10-Ky6G4sYqaAiSHDEIIAFoFDeIPS7WRpqy9T0Rri1AA0Pb3Yy46bK9hUkKR5jagJfmWVmQO6u8HtSxdr4dhe31Lgat7totT2p_0sG2kZ7SNyiqQ-9eAJXgAGEA2l-dVvyVNTRVmEiY7ZH5bJfNM_3AjjJJ9MKTj3uhKSOfkcnY8S66kXisRxKoIXYJE/s320/IMG_3755.jpeg" width="241" /></a></div>Woo - hoo! I love it. Most of the time she was just rolling the little car down the incline of the walking deck. It would roll down making a fun little car vrooming sound along the texture of the belt, and then she'd do it again.<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjMmgW6FU4PYlIGBtz_0iEBEULTa0fjh9V87-_uxZX9-XCzrgqrag-FaPmv4r4MpIf84K6plZar675I4T9CW-89ZO2E0c0u9wdaTMnOPBFz4sTH4Lc5gPLHzOFyEvnTjeet47_IwEVH-BG1jYChJTMfjgoiAdtwtUQMiC_Ve8mHrmil0vz5u7T4um0pI8Eu/s734/IMG_3751.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="643" data-original-width="734" height="280" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjMmgW6FU4PYlIGBtz_0iEBEULTa0fjh9V87-_uxZX9-XCzrgqrag-FaPmv4r4MpIf84K6plZar675I4T9CW-89ZO2E0c0u9wdaTMnOPBFz4sTH4Lc5gPLHzOFyEvnTjeet47_IwEVH-BG1jYChJTMfjgoiAdtwtUQMiC_Ve8mHrmil0vz5u7T4um0pI8Eu/s320/IMG_3751.jpeg" width="320" /></a></div>It was so fun to watch her play. It's been a chill day around here. I went climbing this morning at 6 am, Natalie has safety patrol this week, and we had violin at 4 (I took a nap) and we've just been putting stuff away and trying to clean the house, which has suffered from much neglect the past 3+ weeks. Slowly but surely we'll get it mostly back together, I hope? I still need Nicole to come help me with the basement again. Someday. We both have a wish that once a year she'll come visit me and I'll go visit her, and we'll work on whatever projects we need help with. I think for both of us, it's mostly cleaning and clearing out clutter. Our messes are a bit overwhelming at the moment. Just one of the blessings/curses of paying tithes and offerings: there is <a href="https://www.churchofjesuschrist.org/study/ensign/2003/12/not-room-enough-to-receive-it?lang=eng">not room enough to receive</a> all of our blessings! (<a href="https://www.churchofjesuschrist.org/study/scriptures/ot/mal/3?lang=eng&id=10#p10">Malachi 3:10</a>)<p></p>Tiffaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14508201361489460187noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2621250205758642147.post-47205652577920028402024-03-09T22:26:00.000-08:002024-03-14T13:39:07.548-07:00Ethan and Bella ~ est. 2024<p>Well, it's been a magical day. <br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg7bKxnQEcWG4hDMe7NFDl2UQD42yW8q3UWnv62XdGvX2xa9RDDzK4U3Dj8l3pSdxPjSvTwzwlZJnj6gqpknVlyfYGgSwo0n5FY2zb88O35WXvCSO1L9_IKFmturuLMDv8qe3e0eY_VNSNgzmv90KtWEF_sqWhRLPY51OtzWmAzvmYwxXaEr088eIO_mnJb/s4032/IMG_3662.HEIC" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg7bKxnQEcWG4hDMe7NFDl2UQD42yW8q3UWnv62XdGvX2xa9RDDzK4U3Dj8l3pSdxPjSvTwzwlZJnj6gqpknVlyfYGgSwo0n5FY2zb88O35WXvCSO1L9_IKFmturuLMDv8qe3e0eY_VNSNgzmv90KtWEF_sqWhRLPY51OtzWmAzvmYwxXaEr088eIO_mnJb/s320/IMG_3662.HEIC" width="240" /></a></div>I didn't take many photos at the temple, cause I knew there was a professional photographer there who will be getting better pics than any I take, so I mostly just enjoyed the day. Ethan was up and ready quickly, then left to go pick up his bride and take her to the temple.<div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgn2tVy9VBTkVv3ZsgY94LEk6Fky9MB7xKOX_aq42BNWAQ6BVGlPpvgIWCyB9zS-u_s_ru3bLQ_6NgxUblxU25J_9-TFpczxtjzIy4Sm7q44jnZ53girxyXdeAkvKVY0s6Hxf8B0NQNUkicExjUpvwyfFXsusVSy0KAQtI4yGqzjg_ue3GevZKtHidFo86d/s4032/IMG_3648.HEIC" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgn2tVy9VBTkVv3ZsgY94LEk6Fky9MB7xKOX_aq42BNWAQ6BVGlPpvgIWCyB9zS-u_s_ru3bLQ_6NgxUblxU25J_9-TFpczxtjzIy4Sm7q44jnZ53girxyXdeAkvKVY0s6Hxf8B0NQNUkicExjUpvwyfFXsusVSy0KAQtI4yGqzjg_ue3GevZKtHidFo86d/s320/IMG_3648.HEIC" width="240" /></a></div></div><div>I got up at my usual time and read the Book of Mormon, and at 7:30 I realized I probably was late waking up the kids, so then we kicked it in gear. The older group of us that would be going into the sealing got ready and left with O&D. Off to Bountiful!<br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjTgahFFTRlY2_QJUeFZ4LLT9R03eSHr1XVpyKCsKna5IwbRNE2baUaJ-qxyce2IMmY8xnP1Aifkvh3RcYMSHsmwBWVGZRv9P7QVHchFXsq54ChyphenhyphenRL5-Y6DVm10uotlwZ0y40i3M8hb_I6Vj6LTK2RJf_kdge4c_frJIoEqOmZ7rADG8zCz07hCJUmRPOdQ/s2048/b869fb8f-8328-43ad-acf0-8aba46e469c2.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1536" data-original-width="2048" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjTgahFFTRlY2_QJUeFZ4LLT9R03eSHr1XVpyKCsKna5IwbRNE2baUaJ-qxyce2IMmY8xnP1Aifkvh3RcYMSHsmwBWVGZRv9P7QVHchFXsq54ChyphenhyphenRL5-Y6DVm10uotlwZ0y40i3M8hb_I6Vj6LTK2RJf_kdge4c_frJIoEqOmZ7rADG8zCz07hCJUmRPOdQ/s320/b869fb8f-8328-43ad-acf0-8aba46e469c2.jpg" width="320" /></a></div>We were laughing and teasing, and I loved being in the car with them. Eternity with them is going to be so fun. They were teasing Joseph about being gone dropping off Eliza last night for an hour and a half, when it is only a 15 minute drive each way. Joseph replied "We'll let the time speak for itself..." Abi stayed back with the girls and Peter as they all needed more time to finish curling their hair. I left my phone with Abi so she could the maps app to know how to get to the Bountiful temple. They were on their way about 30 min after us. </div><div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4UN3c6OGcN5TrlOWbXSlv70nGn6U4ossELjwjB8rrbZYsJ4KH_CehieXgXu6uLpzGvti3NJAs919DJLSoMknNlEFQJilHkoxw0Q7IH7XgWNxCzRmO21dpu0ac3nITZYbO7F5Oo8xS6TVHOe8yKrUVPzWNawDLY5ufL10mlgwJGTM9bIOWg8rDfZ9mqH6r/s4032/IMG_3651.HEIC" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3024" data-original-width="4032" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4UN3c6OGcN5TrlOWbXSlv70nGn6U4ossELjwjB8rrbZYsJ4KH_CehieXgXu6uLpzGvti3NJAs919DJLSoMknNlEFQJilHkoxw0Q7IH7XgWNxCzRmO21dpu0ac3nITZYbO7F5Oo8xS6TVHOe8yKrUVPzWNawDLY5ufL10mlgwJGTM9bIOWg8rDfZ9mqH6r/s320/IMG_3651.HEIC" width="320" /></a></div>We left Owen and Daniel in the waiting room, and that was the moment Daniel realized he would not be seeing them get married. He shed a few tears, it was tender. I left him there sad, trusting that the other kids would be there soon enough. in the waiting room. Katharine in the waiting room - <br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgnQjOYzEiw2UxvFc6F9Ta4KduoaM5E2UiopN3fG8qdTsoKCvkhhqx_h6AP4fDG-mRIODIE_7sJchripIwoEhG4WVj3ZBmU2ICQ1ABp4aiZj8N-B9DVqNrEqY17N-ifx5UMtK72oFwj9NPho_O9KYHaW6t1S9PiemLJ_he7Kv346SnBZivYTjLeR9I17RCn/s320/IMG_3653.HEIC" style="color: #0000ee;" width="240" /></div><div>The sealing was at 9:30. It was simple and beautiful and holy. It was a sacred experience to be in the presence of <a href="https://thewridefamily.blogspot.com/2018/02/apostolic-blessing.html">an apostle</a>, and to be in the temple in a sealing room. It was all so quiet, it felt like time was standing still, like life paused. When Ethan and Bella and the sealer came in, he said a few words and the sunlight coming through the window created a heavenly glow around him. Definitely a sacred experience. We're going to collect what everyone remembers that was said. We came out and waited with everyone for a few, then Ethan and Bella were outside around 10:40. It was a celebration. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3024" data-original-width="4032" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiipzvpuoqrgpf0p7KGhb8tKTmFpV9oQEpB6Wyz8jnjUfxzYTwZBvVoRsMLU-9J-fDH8RBjif1_D_obL_7cMQ12lHBsvnNp_CYJg72tg24nKrPjLrqRkHwC9-wjStE6ugrW8zTRdSp2z-iAMI-MAjRvB9DmriMAGXvrFIjXaVIV3B9CJ1qJmbypXrO3cjxg/s320/IMG_3656.HEIC" style="color: #0000ee;" width="320" /></div><div>We stuck around until past noon. Then we headed home, changed clothes, and went to go clean up the stuff from the dinner last night. We were listening to music and having fun as we put away tables, chairs, washed the dishes, put away centerpieces and tried to get things a little organized. And <i>then</i> the song "Canned Heat" came on, and we were surprised when Hyrum started doing <a href="https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=h-eQgXS_9EQ">the Napoleon Dynamite dance</a>. "Where did you learn that!?!?" He learned it on his mission when he did Zumba for exercise! We all wanted to learn it. So, we should have been cleaning up, but instead we spent 90 minutes <a href="https://youtu.be/s5WojwivFSM?si=hUmwRup9xKSVXXHB">learning the dance with a tutorial playing</a> on the projector. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiRtK4Ps5YAAdiOIFYc3FpgZmoziO_-gYR8Pr9bMVhYP9GHrxztPCK44vZ5YkvGScAB9KZfFlt2qHFgaXCtBfdrPS1UpyJF2MNizVSyU2KeUeCaNj67Ha0V_8zDCaaa05SYk8eghORrTCwH0aNskWedGzGypEboHmaN23l93-KPpj_6wlrXwZCdjJVGk-S4/s1600/f270be81-89dc-4f9a-aacd-1e2114d22af9.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1127" data-original-width="1600" height="225" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiRtK4Ps5YAAdiOIFYc3FpgZmoziO_-gYR8Pr9bMVhYP9GHrxztPCK44vZ5YkvGScAB9KZfFlt2qHFgaXCtBfdrPS1UpyJF2MNizVSyU2KeUeCaNj67Ha0V_8zDCaaa05SYk8eghORrTCwH0aNskWedGzGypEboHmaN23l93-KPpj_6wlrXwZCdjJVGk-S4/s320/f270be81-89dc-4f9a-aacd-1e2114d22af9.jpg" width="320" /></a></div>Our very optimistic plan was for us to all know it well enough (and be able to remember it under pressure) to do it tonight at the reception! The kids were doubting. After being distracted doing that, at 4 I made us stop and we hurried and finished cleaning up from the dinner. Abi and Mel took one load home and then came back for more. We just shoved it in boxes and then into the car for me to organize later at home. I was surprised that we were done in time (I had told the bishop that we borrowed the keys from that we'd return them at 5). We returned the keys, and then Corey and I drove stuff out to Cactus and Tropicals that they wanted to use for the reception (drink dispensers, dessert trays, framed pictures that they had left at the church, and we also had the flowers.) So we went out there to deliver that, and ended up staying there helping set up until it was almost 6. That was what time we were supposed to be there for photos, but we weren't dressed yet. 5:50 we were on our way home. MALSN left for the reception. H was home with ODPK. I hurried and changed clothes, and H and I went over the dance on the drive back (just watching the video, and I was writing out the different 8 counts so we could use a paper instead of everyone needing a device to practice. I think I did a pretty good job, I ave the paper to the kids and they were able to practice at the reception on the balcony. Reception was beautiful. People came from 7 - 9, then they cut the cake, E&B had the first dance together, then Bella dance with her dad, and people started hollering at me that Ethan needed me... I found him in time for us to dance. Then we joined E&B dancing, Corey and I came in trying to leave an impression by pretending we could do something fancy. We should probably learn another move or two. The only stuff we currently know was from a swing dance instruction thing we went to once before we were married. I bet there is stuff on youtube, right? Yeah we need to learn some more moves to keep up with our college kids. Then they threw the bouquet, and that was when we did our Canned Heat dance. It wasn't amazing, but it hit the spot. People laughed, especially at cute Daniel and Peter. Everyone cheered and it was a good way to get the dance party started. Everyone was dancing after that for the next hour. They did a circle a few times, and Peter went in the middle and did his toddler version of breakdancing, ha. Then with sparklers and cheering, we sent Bella and Ethan off on their new life together. We stayed and cleaned up for 45 minutes or so and got home around 11. We're still smiling but running on fumes, I'm sure. I teach Relief Society tomorrow (<a href="https://www.churchofjesuschrist.org/study/general-conference/2023/10/33runia?lang=eng">Tamara Runia's talk</a>, it was my favorite from General Conference!) so we're heading to bed, I hope we sleep well, I'm not thrilled that tonight is the daylight saving time change, ugh, I hate it. But we'll survive. It was a wonderful day! </div></div>Tiffaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14508201361489460187noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2621250205758642147.post-20083045104088855532024-03-08T22:52:00.000-08:002024-03-14T15:10:56.927-07:00Wedding Dinner<p>The big task ahead for the past few weeks is now behind us. The dinner is done, and I think it was a success.</p><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3024" data-original-width="4032" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjo-EFdQD8DtUesZ9r-ruoENAH0veZ-tvQVOT8kqOppIzyM4DopIWwZCGz4EehAMYDSwXrCERVQ3P8KfDOuy5BpFhTI8Cow4Jet5As1MTE6wvx1jDyeZjquINzz3Yo4YYDSb9W1gmfE8bFtaTW4f03lmi1yKbh6kYIJ1jf92Uz8qUffvemJlQgLI5n9D30-/s320/IMG_3645.jpeg" style="color: #0000ee;" width="320" /></div><div>I'll finish blogging this later, cause we need to go to bed, cause we have an early day tomorrow with the sealing at 9:30 - be at Bountiful temple at 9, so leave here by 8, so get up by 7 and get kids ready. Probably 6:30... Anyway, we left most of the stuff there at the church and we'll clean up tomorrow after the wedding. We have a block of time after pictures (done by 1?) until the reception at 7 (need to be there at 6) so I'm hoping we can get it cleaned up during that time. I took over a lot of stuff, didn't use all of it, but it was good. We used table clothes that were in the gym that belong to the Glacial Park ward. Their bishop is who I got keys to the building from. I am so grateful for the church who let us use their lovely venue for such a reasonable price! (aka FREE!!) Anyone who claims that the church is all about the money and business, you don't know what you are talking about. I love the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints! And I love the members, and I love it's leader, Jesus Christ. They gave us all this to help us out on this special day. I am grateful.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi1KJIGr10GOaOIxyJ6HssBZr3fHdf9m9aOYfiFMPVr9KHu62ylQSqp8xVZq8hEfe9cZj35VyUvCdSU43bHoE2Nu1OYpDuKnGsg1_FRhD4o6hdg9roAZo7EXcq5K5bPsG7BBQ_FRIRa401xwQ638wgP3cMHhMyq4Lrc9WUcu-Q3jA9eYIdl_ctovjSccyZr/s4032/IMG_3620.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3024" data-original-width="4032" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi1KJIGr10GOaOIxyJ6HssBZr3fHdf9m9aOYfiFMPVr9KHu62ylQSqp8xVZq8hEfe9cZj35VyUvCdSU43bHoE2Nu1OYpDuKnGsg1_FRhD4o6hdg9roAZo7EXcq5K5bPsG7BBQ_FRIRa401xwQ638wgP3cMHhMyq4Lrc9WUcu-Q3jA9eYIdl_ctovjSccyZr/s320/IMG_3620.jpeg" width="320" /></a></div>Abi worked hard to put the Christmas lights up (borrow those from our ward's RS closet!). Green table clothes from the church, tables, chairs, we moved two sofas from the lobby into the hall, that was a nice touch. Corey ordered the chafing dishes last week, they arrived yesterday. Four chafing dishes, which we think we might use a lot in the future at family functions and future weddings. <br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh7L_Clx8gpLhnsWeOaqWlTCf1QCIrzv8pw4e2hO_G79Dptg3EoGGK5yZnooLxKVKpBSZNBFrH2RtwdQhFMmC_jMzNmTIhausvafZrNrPQgSu36LcaG-dNYh-1z2HZ3uk0j02sUSw89eGQ5lt_8Y30iJJY9XFl3anltsnfozat5oevgTc6j5iepnAohrUuE/s4032/IMG_3636.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3024" data-original-width="4032" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh7L_Clx8gpLhnsWeOaqWlTCf1QCIrzv8pw4e2hO_G79Dptg3EoGGK5yZnooLxKVKpBSZNBFrH2RtwdQhFMmC_jMzNmTIhausvafZrNrPQgSu36LcaG-dNYh-1z2HZ3uk0j02sUSw89eGQ5lt_8Y30iJJY9XFl3anltsnfozat5oevgTc6j5iepnAohrUuE/s320/IMG_3636.jpeg" width="320" /></a></div>Ok I guess I'll blog just a bit more, I'm feeling a bit restless anyway... Hope I can fall asleep tonight. Ethan and Bella sitting at their table of honor. Corey had a mic set up and the Bose and a projector that displayed Ethan's video up high on the wall.<br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgK3cYguV5N5vCIA1lQYz9MNpLXadCvNu3BVQ-3JcctFRL-Vy8Zt9ro3DP2EE220RUEkgTHe8JTJFYOQP3QLurJ886-ztAgimGaZ7ebjiU8QNTTUke6GJ_gcyAP0bRjo0mbH8zHfQR3aFdO2cRq0-WMHEsHiu_tECAJWpeqLV_hyxAicALrS4tfwTJ8p20n/s4032/IMG_3637.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3024" data-original-width="4032" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgK3cYguV5N5vCIA1lQYz9MNpLXadCvNu3BVQ-3JcctFRL-Vy8Zt9ro3DP2EE220RUEkgTHe8JTJFYOQP3QLurJ886-ztAgimGaZ7ebjiU8QNTTUke6GJ_gcyAP0bRjo0mbH8zHfQR3aFdO2cRq0-WMHEsHiu_tECAJWpeqLV_hyxAicALrS4tfwTJ8p20n/s320/IMG_3637.jpeg" width="320" /></a></div>I brought nice china for Ethan and Bella to use, but they just went and got the plastic plates like the rest of us! Silly kids...<br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDpKckGGQMZotiswmpLv40-sbYinvzjGmsgcMwMjLQTfd0wG1XeD_pp-Qs3sZttJhkYvUzb4121R9kBu4GMFl-jUaunDvxeVi0qnSVsrmxmcJfZ21WYTsm1vW8F54WqCms0zvFKHVdYJ8-4iO7_euiSHCQpKBaS8e8PH8nzfw1iHb2RHgM4ult6AFNNTp2/s4032/IMG_3638.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3024" data-original-width="4032" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDpKckGGQMZotiswmpLv40-sbYinvzjGmsgcMwMjLQTfd0wG1XeD_pp-Qs3sZttJhkYvUzb4121R9kBu4GMFl-jUaunDvxeVi0qnSVsrmxmcJfZ21WYTsm1vW8F54WqCms0zvFKHVdYJ8-4iO7_euiSHCQpKBaS8e8PH8nzfw1iHb2RHgM4ult6AFNNTp2/s320/IMG_3638.jpeg" width="320" /></a></div>A feast of rolls, grapes, two salads, roasted vegetables, chimichurri tri tip, mushroom chicken, mashed potatoes and scalloped potatoes, with some gluten free chicken and rice at the end. Note to self - get more kitchen help next time! I was going to text like 6 people, but Corey told me not to, said he didn't think we needed more than two, cause after the food was out, there wouldn't be anything to do. I said ok, so it was just Terry and Elasha. Chalane told me that next time get atleast six people. Chalane and Nancy helped a lot with the food and clean up. Nancy took all the table clothes home to wash! Grateful for my family for saving me from drowning tonight.<br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjjVl4zfb6M2S0MOzqSNAEb4q6xQG3u7fOhbwCws8OgztKsFU_LuViS6qIesBKanqCCFD1hcaS3a5MU1yjn74SktVgnSGgxDWuAiOKDPHE27OzN8xx1JmR1LhlnDIkQDaczNzIHZnZz0JgE43-fYzy_jF4ShCf_QZDzNIgK7Y0YAsnQn44mvH3GTYHX0idz/s4032/IMG_3639.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3024" data-original-width="4032" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjjVl4zfb6M2S0MOzqSNAEb4q6xQG3u7fOhbwCws8OgztKsFU_LuViS6qIesBKanqCCFD1hcaS3a5MU1yjn74SktVgnSGgxDWuAiOKDPHE27OzN8xx1JmR1LhlnDIkQDaczNzIHZnZz0JgE43-fYzy_jF4ShCf_QZDzNIgK7Y0YAsnQn44mvH3GTYHX0idz/s320/IMG_3639.jpeg" width="320" /></a></div>We were running around crazy today - Hyrum to the DI to get pants, Abi stayed home from school and we went to Costco for salad stuff and desserts, then had to pick up more desserts from Kneaders (Hyrum picked up those), and MORE desserts from Gourmandise (Corey got those - he also picked up some Papa Murphy's pizzas for the littles, so that they wouldn't take too much of the steak...) Our friend <a href="https://www.facebook.com/laura.blanco.505">Laura Blanco</a> from Cafe Sur dropped off the dinner at 6. </div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjrUwaXz-_mr7o_ngNjOmaSA_DKPnbZ1fzR8UFIEw8cC6wJV6TWWsrLq13HdovEz1QdNeglxZEGs0wbK82ZxOWkaCNnP6QIbw4iJNFRSsFgwWoOrmrPi8eFhl9zfOyYyZuYnpsNgVbzjjWB36zK8SbF2ZWzHcO8wzCz0HAqcz2VBm5tcTpfbz6fHJ3yJtxt/s4032/IMG_3640.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3024" data-original-width="4032" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjrUwaXz-_mr7o_ngNjOmaSA_DKPnbZ1fzR8UFIEw8cC6wJV6TWWsrLq13HdovEz1QdNeglxZEGs0wbK82ZxOWkaCNnP6QIbw4iJNFRSsFgwWoOrmrPi8eFhl9zfOyYyZuYnpsNgVbzjjWB36zK8SbF2ZWzHcO8wzCz0HAqcz2VBm5tcTpfbz6fHJ3yJtxt/s320/IMG_3640.jpeg" width="320" /></a></div>Orange water and lemon water for drinks, and an overflowing dessert bar. <br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiqwaThS2_6ergi3mrKq1c4TfC_NhOoSlSRCooHEo5BoqSeIiadLtgyvLOZEK0FZlJZb4pbNSIt8xKMniyYWzswviHh4EALfT43Y8gBOP6M73WZbIHBZQMxcuv90ZoEI91IRmAnVP7IAP_fqPzXFo-7nSVDBRPlipwB1LYP45F-UKu5WCpLbGusTcL4VQ9S/s4032/IMG_3642.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3024" data-original-width="4032" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiqwaThS2_6ergi3mrKq1c4TfC_NhOoSlSRCooHEo5BoqSeIiadLtgyvLOZEK0FZlJZb4pbNSIt8xKMniyYWzswviHh4EALfT43Y8gBOP6M73WZbIHBZQMxcuv90ZoEI91IRmAnVP7IAP_fqPzXFo-7nSVDBRPlipwB1LYP45F-UKu5WCpLbGusTcL4VQ9S/s320/IMG_3642.jpeg" width="320" /></a></div>We had about 90 people there I think? I was grateful there was plenty of food. We have leftovers of everything (chicken, steak, potatoes, salad, desserts...) that we'll be eating tomorrow when we are cleaning up at the church.<br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhlhclnkZON1j1hXrh5Vq-MHN0cp4SmvlvdY_Ygk7DErN733fo47e09dTLaO27OUkJzmFipuRQ42PPAC5rleUCF9oNosvY7rX_wPmNvllvZ4J7n6-emcyAXVF4NkBC3ML6H_KlI9pZKpKTst94xskzE6if9ib277nLBwr5t17SP6081BlSwbdaT5A8j5mDX/s4032/IMG_3643.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3024" data-original-width="4032" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhlhclnkZON1j1hXrh5Vq-MHN0cp4SmvlvdY_Ygk7DErN733fo47e09dTLaO27OUkJzmFipuRQ42PPAC5rleUCF9oNosvY7rX_wPmNvllvZ4J7n6-emcyAXVF4NkBC3ML6H_KlI9pZKpKTst94xskzE6if9ib277nLBwr5t17SP6081BlSwbdaT5A8j5mDX/s320/IMG_3643.jpeg" width="320" /></a></div>People ate as a video played on the wall that had pictures of Ethan and Bella growing up, and they had a friend come sing "Sunrise Sunset". Corey shared some words of advice on behalf of both of us, then Paul and Lisa and others who felt so inclined. hen they played an updated version of the video Ethan made when he proposed to Bella. So cute. We Wrides all especially love <a href="https://youtu.be/ZQfXrvapsk4?si=mxRRV-4z-5YrCJ9-&t=409">starting at 6:49 when the kids made their dancing debut</a>! So funny! Ethan is a talented videographer! He played <a href="https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1AoU--FMCrU">Until I Found You</a> by Stephen Sanchez<br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi8DTZ7v3Bd-t7H_tPUCC8hE9pJwkcQXb9dfsUyDnWXTAwOsPn1iFVtfMHw7qG_TSNOSCqQZ7PD2RAXmRgkFl7RFkYnGBYG3bRiFBfHVxwXSYXe4SbcP_qtbP9c33U1x0JIevCXlqiuX72X68ee8XSLqY18nlM5C9cHXtX6EHq3QOczT8JLplFEesw8guSj/s4032/IMG_3644.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3024" data-original-width="4032" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi8DTZ7v3Bd-t7H_tPUCC8hE9pJwkcQXb9dfsUyDnWXTAwOsPn1iFVtfMHw7qG_TSNOSCqQZ7PD2RAXmRgkFl7RFkYnGBYG3bRiFBfHVxwXSYXe4SbcP_qtbP9c33U1x0JIevCXlqiuX72X68ee8XSLqY18nlM5C9cHXtX6EHq3QOczT8JLplFEesw8guSj/s320/IMG_3644.jpeg" width="320" /></a></div>I'll get the program from Corey later - I can't remember if the videos were first, or the people commenting on things... But it was a good day. Thanks to Terry for saving my sanity before hand at during the dinner tonight. I was not feeling overwhelmed this morning and so I went climbing after I took carpool this morning. Had a good session - I felt so great after cause I did TEN V3s! It was good to start off the day feeling empowered and like I could do anything. <a href="https://loveyourcuerpo.blogspot.com/2024/03/mar-4-9.html">I did 18 total</a>. I also read my scriptures and prepared for a lesson in Relief Society that I'm teaching on Sunday. <span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, Utopia, "Palatino Linotype", Palatino, serif; font-size: 14.85px;">I teach Relief Society tomorrow (</span><a href="https://www.churchofjesuschrist.org/study/general-conference/2023/10/33runia?lang=eng" style="background-color: white; color: #336699; font-family: Georgia, Utopia, "Palatino Linotype", Palatino, serif; font-size: 14.85px; text-decoration-line: none;">Tamara Runia's talk</a><span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, Utopia, "Palatino Linotype", Palatino, serif; font-size: 14.85px;">, it was my favorite from General Conference!) She </span>referenced an author Ronald E. Bartholomew in her talk, and I got his book from the library, True Versus Truth. I'm only a few pages in but it's so good! <div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEieBwgxo6sf57A9NCGrUBOEKY11eUK3-CQUFylDYBiATTTQPmhyGiZctNVLNRwti3d1kgtRIAYn8qmE1u4eT_Xy_hIISlZoqG9Ym1qKEuJqF6TYkBwAqHILbvXQjVup7eXw34OkYb2V0UVA6u8ol_gQVDdl41CLJdc_Q971XyLFz8H-Dp1ZXO8zkLo4K388/s4032/73159683069__20D58F98-1C30-4BB0-B9AC-C0F83E192279.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEieBwgxo6sf57A9NCGrUBOEKY11eUK3-CQUFylDYBiATTTQPmhyGiZctNVLNRwti3d1kgtRIAYn8qmE1u4eT_Xy_hIISlZoqG9Ym1qKEuJqF6TYkBwAqHILbvXQjVup7eXw34OkYb2V0UVA6u8ol_gQVDdl41CLJdc_Q971XyLFz8H-Dp1ZXO8zkLo4K388/s320/73159683069__20D58F98-1C30-4BB0-B9AC-C0F83E192279.jpeg" width="240" /></a></div>I got back from climbing and Mel was helping Owen with his spelling words. </div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7S8osnjoEz4zDTTNcL6YLfrniagZ6geYh0WoWPLFjba9AvmxM3ERaSSbEa31YkSeRJIAsQ61aeae2RFjLHJ_I0ydDXRX5kALoPK_rqFTVAnaFmVdhHDK2XjGhR8vGs-9typohGGBH9CaWoC-5WPuBVuXFIaIl8ey2HN4lMx5ktE-BRx1uzjAg9lcADVnj/s4032/IMG_3615.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3024" data-original-width="4032" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7S8osnjoEz4zDTTNcL6YLfrniagZ6geYh0WoWPLFjba9AvmxM3ERaSSbEa31YkSeRJIAsQ61aeae2RFjLHJ_I0ydDXRX5kALoPK_rqFTVAnaFmVdhHDK2XjGhR8vGs-9typohGGBH9CaWoC-5WPuBVuXFIaIl8ey2HN4lMx5ktE-BRx1uzjAg9lcADVnj/s320/IMG_3615.jpeg" width="320" /></a></div></div><div>He's been doing so good on his tests since <a href="https://thewridefamily.blogspot.com/2024/02/it-works.html">we started actually studying</a>! Ha, who knew? Ok, busy day tomorrow, but it's a good and very blessed type of busy. Life is good.</div></div>Tiffaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14508201361489460187noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2621250205758642147.post-85164697354598750832024-03-04T21:51:00.000-08:002024-03-05T19:01:10.980-08:00Clothes Shopping<p>Today I'm not feeling as panicked over the wedding as I was over the weekend. Big shout out to Terry for saving my sanity. She came over Saturday morning and again Saturday evening. Thanks to her, the centerpieces for the dinner are mostly figured out (I think/hope) and that let me have a good day yesterday. I wore the dress to church that I thought I might wear to the wedding, so that I could run it by the experts, and Terry said no. It was too casual. So, after an RS meeting, the only other thing on my list today was to find something to fancy up my shirt, or to find something else entirely. I didn't want to take P&K shopping, so we stayed home and finished tying ribbons, and I'm basically an expert now. Then I was looking through all the scrapbooks for some "before the blog" photos to send to Ethan. He's using them to make a wedding video, and I wanted them for some side by side photos of Ethan and Bella that I'm going to put on each table, like this cute one!</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhSfOcv01LiKipgP9xHtanC7PRCFhPFalAwojtws1-9p94coAPcx8CPoo6RV6qpniMDAMhmNY5oUrmHPeZdYPm0yGwa1oBOMN-j6DBKivUxAD_k3o7MOcC21CN6kYb5epjf1VPCjpAXm0fev0PWaIFHV3cXPmGIN73DYFhLlnRDBP3bZp-jTrMLRw3_S8Un/s1408/Screenshot%20(27).png" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1000" data-original-width="1408" height="227" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhSfOcv01LiKipgP9xHtanC7PRCFhPFalAwojtws1-9p94coAPcx8CPoo6RV6qpniMDAMhmNY5oUrmHPeZdYPm0yGwa1oBOMN-j6DBKivUxAD_k3o7MOcC21CN6kYb5epjf1VPCjpAXm0fev0PWaIFHV3cXPmGIN73DYFhLlnRDBP3bZp-jTrMLRw3_S8Un/s320/Screenshot%20(27).png" width="320" /></a></div><p>Oh my gosh, they are such cute kids! I was smiling so big. I'm going through photos that her mom sent me and trying to find good matching ones like that. :) I have more to do, but I think I will get them done. I worked on that today until 3, and we didn't have violin today, so as soon as the older girls were home from school, I took off to do some clothes shopping for hopefully the last time. I thrifted again, just at the DI, and found great stuff. I'm ahead of the game! </p><p>Usually when <a href="https://thewridefamily.blogspot.com/2023/08/family-picture-prep.html">I'm prepping for family photos</a>, I barely settle on clothes like <a href="https://thewridefamily.blogspot.com/2020/04/family-pictures-prep.html">the day before</a>, so good job me getting this taken care of 4 days prior! I got home and put the clothes all over my room and told the kids to come make their final decisions. </p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhd0dWPnnu3mRIA2XJ4BjNRuX9NSquUe6cRXl4eQqupxznzlnsuj-MJTw87f1Y1RuUxMINsS6ztT2tVlQovzSnwy_T6SeSO7dW6x_8ZTVxlcWKIGFsrIPwSu9LIYH71umX9EQy6RhbxsxVlQmhyphenhyphenBUaMqWFPOnDa3aQN3nTm-9gTtSRV406DVpFDQWGrO-e_/s4032/IMG_3451.HEIC" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3024" data-original-width="4032" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhd0dWPnnu3mRIA2XJ4BjNRuX9NSquUe6cRXl4eQqupxznzlnsuj-MJTw87f1Y1RuUxMINsS6ztT2tVlQovzSnwy_T6SeSO7dW6x_8ZTVxlcWKIGFsrIPwSu9LIYH71umX9EQy6RhbxsxVlQmhyphenhyphenBUaMqWFPOnDa3aQN3nTm-9gTtSRV406DVpFDQWGrO-e_/s320/IMG_3451.HEIC" width="320" /></a></div>Gotta wrap this up!<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgtclcdrZYVtlFs1CzzSIK-y8g0V9sLZJkDhW6xKbDIvuR_nh4AJi8ImhVjKfJOoAFy-hJUoAXvmLZib9MBfwZoQgEY1QT6sOlj8Dv6jEkBnUMXeHOhaM8rstO3VRMKGFdSqED5LXPBYhHeVt8H-DLoSK45C001TlEk5CvQqLWKAPHsf3VK0p6BQ2Gxvtsm/s4032/IMG_3450.HEIC" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgtclcdrZYVtlFs1CzzSIK-y8g0V9sLZJkDhW6xKbDIvuR_nh4AJi8ImhVjKfJOoAFy-hJUoAXvmLZib9MBfwZoQgEY1QT6sOlj8Dv6jEkBnUMXeHOhaM8rstO3VRMKGFdSqED5LXPBYhHeVt8H-DLoSK45C001TlEk5CvQqLWKAPHsf3VK0p6BQ2Gxvtsm/s320/IMG_3450.HEIC" width="240" /></a></div><p>Owen was the first one done, although he might need a larger size pants. Oh, and lighter brown socks probably. But if I don't get to either of those, he'll survive, so sweet, one down. Next: Peter~<br /></p><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-5uAgwQElDRTDSlHQOyBD5NH_xD6SIvl8CDCjRi-qKYNRinl7qyS1QRjROSGUZqHQTkzPDHG2y4ymUlkZoyPDC3qc_v9fV8t74MirUhIyXsTkmvgC8o9BWYNAKMjfWa99XVagqOZikHYvOiK1tRONRLTbTYSADZjl6C-X8aRs3nF-6HKzJf0NbfaNweCN/s4032/IMG_3452.HEIC" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-5uAgwQElDRTDSlHQOyBD5NH_xD6SIvl8CDCjRi-qKYNRinl7qyS1QRjROSGUZqHQTkzPDHG2y4ymUlkZoyPDC3qc_v9fV8t74MirUhIyXsTkmvgC8o9BWYNAKMjfWa99XVagqOZikHYvOiK1tRONRLTbTYSADZjl6C-X8aRs3nF-6HKzJf0NbfaNweCN/s320/IMG_3452.HEIC" width="240" /></a></div><p></p><p><a href="https://thewridefamily.blogspot.com/2021/04/as-you-are-family-pics.html">He still makes it look easy</a>. Abi chose her, then helped Sophi, who was giddy with excitement when she finally found something she liked among the spoils I came back with today. Natalie tried on all the dresses, even ones that were obviously too big. She was just obeying orders. She ended up settling on an outfit that we've had set aside this whole time. I went back and forth on a few things, but after texting Bella and her Mom and Terry, I got the votes I needed to win over my teenage girls' opinions on my attire, ha. I'm going for "mother of the groom" which I think means formal, old, boring. I can't be cute or casual like a trendy teenager. <br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEghQO6Bm_KdJwu78zqD3qtaCBQhXhTwgu5BGbbzXx1Lzo-odeW-XwbC9oT5J2UITeSh_HLczdPZUNHTTf9vd6Vu4hb4oljKemeSRh9-cqNoK8zRe15dEzwbAvM8Z-7d4VXh5bd7JvMxCoal-a7E_KZQMBTPWGq4fwjYvGfeIgM29lteHNckHMHaZTOqOzDQ/s4032/IMG_3474.HEIC" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEghQO6Bm_KdJwu78zqD3qtaCBQhXhTwgu5BGbbzXx1Lzo-odeW-XwbC9oT5J2UITeSh_HLczdPZUNHTTf9vd6Vu4hb4oljKemeSRh9-cqNoK8zRe15dEzwbAvM8Z-7d4VXh5bd7JvMxCoal-a7E_KZQMBTPWGq4fwjYvGfeIgM29lteHNckHMHaZTOqOzDQ/s320/IMG_3474.HEIC" width="240" /></a></div><p>It is too large, but that's ok, cause it matches well enough, and it was $5 bucks. Good enough. I'm glad that my wedding day outfit is decided. And I got another dress that is super cute and red, that I justified by telling myself it will be for the anniversary feast next year, but I think I'll wear that to the dinner now! Before I was thinking I'd wear the lavender top to the dinner with a green skirt, and a orange/peach-ish dress on Saturday, but this lavender skirt made it look formal enough, so sweet, done! Lily still needs to voice her opinion (we decide for her, she said she didn't care, but I bet she will Friday) so other than that, I think the rest of us are good! I just need to go get a tan tie for Corey. Sweet. 4 more days!</p>Tiffaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14508201361489460187noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2621250205758642147.post-64269450518512375302024-02-26T22:53:00.000-08:002024-03-04T10:37:17.831-08:00The Miracle Worker<p>As I mentioned in yesterday's post, we watched "The Miracle Worker" last night - a 1962 film about Anne Sullivan, who was the blind tutor to Helen Keller. We decided to watch it after <a href="https://www.churchofjesuschrist.org/study/general-conference/2016/10/abide-in-my-love?lang=eng">Elder Christofferson's talk</a> on Divine Love came up in our family scripture study sometime last week. He talks about how Anne challenged Helen to become more. </p><p><span face=""Ensign:Serif", McKay, "McKay ldsLat", Palatino, "Palatino Linotype", Palatino-Roman, serif" style="background-color: white; font-size: 18px;">The story of Helen Keller is something of a parable suggesting how divine love can transform a willing soul. Helen was born in the state of Alabama in the United States in 1880. When just 19 months old, she suffered an undiagnosed illness that left her both deaf and blind. She was extremely intelligent and became frustrated as she tried to understand and make sense of her surroundings. When Helen felt the moving lips of family members and realized that they used their mouths to speak, “she flew into a rage [because] she was unable to join in the conversation.”</span><a class="note-ref" data-scroll-id="note26" href="https://www.churchofjesuschrist.org/study/general-conference/2016/10/abide-in-my-love?lang=eng#note26" style="border: 0px; box-sizing: border-box; font: inherit; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; text-decoration-line: none; vertical-align: baseline;"><sup class="marker" style="border: 0px; box-sizing: border-box; font-family: inherit; font-feature-settings: inherit; font-kerning: inherit; font-optical-sizing: inherit; font-size: 0.75em; font-stretch: inherit; font-style: inherit; font-variant: inherit; font-variation-settings: inherit; font-weight: inherit; line-height: 0; margin: 0px; padding: 0px 0px 0px 0.1em;">26</sup></a><span face=""Ensign:Serif", McKay, "McKay ldsLat", Palatino, "Palatino Linotype", Palatino-Roman, serif" style="background-color: white; font-size: 18px;"> By the time Helen was six, her need to communicate and her frustration grew so intense that her “outbursts occurred daily, sometimes hourly.”</span><a class="note-ref" data-scroll-id="note27" href="https://www.churchofjesuschrist.org/study/general-conference/2016/10/abide-in-my-love?lang=eng#note27" style="border: 0px; box-sizing: border-box; font: inherit; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; text-decoration-line: none; vertical-align: baseline;"><sup class="marker" style="border: 0px; box-sizing: border-box; font-family: inherit; font-feature-settings: inherit; font-kerning: inherit; font-optical-sizing: inherit; font-size: 0.75em; font-stretch: inherit; font-style: inherit; font-variant: inherit; font-variation-settings: inherit; font-weight: inherit; line-height: 0; margin: 0px; padding: 0px 0px 0px 0.1em;">27</sup></a></p><p><span face=""Ensign:Serif", McKay, "McKay ldsLat", Palatino, "Palatino Linotype", Palatino-Roman, serif" style="background-color: white; font-size: 18px;">Helen’s parents hired a teacher for their daughter, a woman named Anne Sullivan. Just as we have in Jesus Christ one who understands our infirmities,</span><a class="note-ref" data-scroll-id="note28" href="https://www.churchofjesuschrist.org/study/general-conference/2016/10/abide-in-my-love?lang=eng#note28" style="border: 0px; box-sizing: border-box; font: inherit; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; text-decoration-line: none; vertical-align: baseline;"><sup class="marker" style="border: 0px; box-sizing: border-box; font-family: inherit; font-feature-settings: inherit; font-kerning: inherit; font-optical-sizing: inherit; font-size: 0.75em; font-stretch: inherit; font-style: inherit; font-variant: inherit; font-variation-settings: inherit; font-weight: inherit; line-height: 0; margin: 0px; padding: 0px 0px 0px 0.1em;">28</sup></a><span face=""Ensign:Serif", McKay, "McKay ldsLat", Palatino, "Palatino Linotype", Palatino-Roman, serif" style="background-color: white; font-size: 18px;"> Anne Sullivan had struggled with her own serious hardships and understood Helen’s infirmities. At age five, Anne had contracted a disease that caused painful scarring of the cornea and left her mostly blind. When Anne was eight, her mother died; her </span><span class="page-break" data-page="50" style="border: 0px; box-sizing: border-box; font: inherit; height: 0px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; pointer-events: none; vertical-align: baseline;"></span><span face=""Ensign:Serif", McKay, "McKay ldsLat", Palatino, "Palatino Linotype", Palatino-Roman, serif" style="background-color: white; font-size: 18px;">father abandoned her and her younger brother, Jimmie; and they were sent to a “poor house,” where conditions were so deplorable that Jimmie died after only three months. Through her own dogged persistence, Anne gained entry to the Perkins School for the Blind and vision impaired, where she succeeded brilliantly. A surgical operation gave her improved vision so that she was able to read print. When Helen Keller’s father contacted the Perkins School seeking someone to become a teacher for his daughter, Anne Sullivan was selected.</span><a class="note-ref" data-scroll-id="note29" href="https://www.churchofjesuschrist.org/study/general-conference/2016/10/abide-in-my-love?lang=eng#note29" style="border: 0px; box-sizing: border-box; font: inherit; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; text-decoration-line: none; vertical-align: baseline;"><sup class="marker" style="border: 0px; box-sizing: border-box; font-family: inherit; font-feature-settings: inherit; font-kerning: inherit; font-optical-sizing: inherit; font-size: 0.75em; font-stretch: inherit; font-style: inherit; font-variant: inherit; font-variation-settings: inherit; font-weight: inherit; line-height: 0; margin: 0px; padding: 0px 0px 0px 0.1em;">29</sup></a></p><p><span face=""Ensign:Serif", McKay, "McKay ldsLat", Palatino, "Palatino Linotype", Palatino-Roman, serif" style="background-color: white; font-size: 18px;">It was not a pleasant experience at the beginning. Helen “hit, pinched and kicked her teacher and knocked out one of her teeth. [Anne] finally gained control by moving with [Helen] into a small cottage on the Kellers’ property. Through patience and firm consistency, she finally won the child’s heart and trust.”</span><a class="note-ref" data-scroll-id="note30" href="https://www.churchofjesuschrist.org/study/general-conference/2016/10/abide-in-my-love?lang=eng#note30" style="border: 0px; box-sizing: border-box; font: inherit; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; text-decoration-line: none; vertical-align: baseline;"><sup class="marker" style="border: 0px; box-sizing: border-box; font-family: inherit; font-feature-settings: inherit; font-kerning: inherit; font-optical-sizing: inherit; font-size: 0.75em; font-stretch: inherit; font-style: inherit; font-variant: inherit; font-variation-settings: inherit; font-weight: inherit; line-height: 0; margin: 0px; padding: 0px 0px 0px 0.1em;">30</sup></a><span face=""Ensign:Serif", McKay, "McKay ldsLat", Palatino, "Palatino Linotype", Palatino-Roman, serif" style="background-color: white; font-size: 18px;"> Similarly, as we come to trust rather than resist our divine Teacher, He can work with us to enlighten and lift us to a new reality.</span><a class="note-ref" data-scroll-id="note31" href="https://www.churchofjesuschrist.org/study/general-conference/2016/10/abide-in-my-love?lang=eng#note31" style="border: 0px; box-sizing: border-box; font: inherit; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; text-decoration-line: none; vertical-align: baseline;"><sup class="marker" style="border: 0px; box-sizing: border-box; font-family: inherit; font-feature-settings: inherit; font-kerning: inherit; font-optical-sizing: inherit; font-size: 0.75em; font-stretch: inherit; font-style: inherit; font-variant: inherit; font-variation-settings: inherit; font-weight: inherit; line-height: 0; margin: 0px; padding: 0px 0px 0px 0.1em;">31</sup></a></p><p><span face=""Ensign:Serif", McKay, "McKay ldsLat", Palatino, "Palatino Linotype", Palatino-Roman, serif" style="background-color: white; font-size: 18px;">To help Helen learn words, Anne would spell the names of familiar objects with her finger on the palm of Helen’s hand. “[Helen] enjoyed this ‘finger play,’ but she didn’t understand until the famous moment when [Anne] spelled ‘w-a-t-e-r’ while pumping water over [Helen’s] hand. [Helen] later wrote:</span></p><p><span face=""Ensign:Serif", McKay, "McKay ldsLat", Palatino, "Palatino Linotype", Palatino-Roman, serif" style="background-color: white; font-size: 18px;">“‘Suddenly I felt a misty consciousness as of something forgotten … and somehow the mystery of language was revealed to me. I knew then that “w-a-t-e-r” meant the wonderful cool something that was flowing over my hand. That living word awakened my soul, gave it light, hope, joy, set it free! … Everything had a name, and each name gave birth to a new thought. As we returned to the house[,] every object … I touched seemed to quiver with life.’”</span></p><div style="background-color: white; border: 0px; box-sizing: border-box; font-family: "Ensign:Serif", McKay, "McKay ldsLat", Palatino, "Palatino Linotype", Palatino-Roman, serif; font-feature-settings: inherit; font-kerning: inherit; font-optical-sizing: inherit; font-size: 18px; font-stretch: inherit; font-variant-alternates: inherit; font-variant-east-asian: inherit; font-variant-numeric: inherit; font-variant-position: inherit; font-variation-settings: inherit; line-height: inherit; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"><div class="imageWrapper-wTPPD" style="border: 0px; box-sizing: border-box; display: grid; font: inherit; grid-template-columns: 1fr; grid-template-rows: 1fr; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">As Helen Keller grew to adulthood, she became known for her love of language, her skill as a writer, and her eloquence as a public speaker.</div><div class="imageWrapper-wTPPD" style="border: 0px; box-sizing: border-box; display: grid; font: inherit; grid-template-columns: 1fr; grid-template-rows: 1fr; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"><br /></div><div class="imageWrapper-wTPPD" style="border: 0px; box-sizing: border-box; display: grid; font: inherit; grid-template-columns: 1fr; grid-template-rows: 1fr; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">In a movie depicting the life of Helen Keller, her parents are portrayed as satisfied with Anne Sullivan’s work once she has domesticated their wild daughter to the extent that Helen will sit politely at dinner, eat normally, and fold her napkin at the end of the meal. But Anne knew Helen was capable of much, much more and that she had significant contributions to make.<a class="note-ref" data-scroll-id="note33" href="https://www.churchofjesuschrist.org/study/general-conference/2016/10/abide-in-my-love?lang=eng#note33" style="border: 0px; box-sizing: border-box; font: inherit; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; text-decoration-line: none; vertical-align: baseline;"><br /></a>Even so, we may be quite content with what we have done in our lives and that we simply are what we are, while our Savior comprehends a glorious potential that we perceive only “through a glass, darkly.”<a class="note-ref" data-scroll-id="note34" href="https://www.churchofjesuschrist.org/study/general-conference/2016/10/abide-in-my-love?lang=eng#note34" style="border: 0px; box-sizing: border-box; font: inherit; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; text-decoration-line: none; vertical-align: baseline;"><br /></a> Each of us can experience the ecstasy of divine potential unfolding within us, much like the joy Helen Keller felt when words came to life, giving light to her soul and setting it free. Each of us can love and serve God and be empowered to bless our fellowman. “As it is written, Eye hath not seen, nor ear heard, neither have entered into the heart of man, the things which God hath prepared for them that love him.”</div></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEifrYjNeR_cCPI-XKO2FR2CFaXa72gxsJ2zbFUuPVizRkh-xZcWSLKeln74TaPOm0pjUReBcWDdMlaY7CO-yBlmB-TJlNJ0pvRgi-Kvm1Ejt6I2qghu9emlM1uGBTYT3fUSArKY_LstIk035gMpWvexteY3YXD9xfGFTFfGbqAs-odhDjdEOh5NzUKES6rB/s4032/IMG_3204.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3024" data-original-width="4032" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEifrYjNeR_cCPI-XKO2FR2CFaXa72gxsJ2zbFUuPVizRkh-xZcWSLKeln74TaPOm0pjUReBcWDdMlaY7CO-yBlmB-TJlNJ0pvRgi-Kvm1Ejt6I2qghu9emlM1uGBTYT3fUSArKY_LstIk035gMpWvexteY3YXD9xfGFTFfGbqAs-odhDjdEOh5NzUKES6rB/s320/IMG_3204.jpeg" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Ok, so that was on my brain, and then tonight, going along with the <a href="https://www.churchofjesuschrist.org/study/manual/come-follow-me-for-home-and-church-book-of-mormon-2024/09?lang=eng">Come Follow Me lesson this week</a>, Corey showed us a video of how fathers are TOTALLY destroyed and made fun of in television and movies and have been for years. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgimlg6hZLszJvP7TLkdS-IhnTdK1l4yZmlFouMoqUcjYd_Rd9EJ0NoEnUpGDEydifBMCDfMqGC4qI3usWX9crNo3yllv_tjw2NXSKe3EukIn37uP2cfrqcXnRqAUjpk_VgxiaCSsgNUuWyKxvk0ozhKM0_ByJAm3ex1cw0et7gzS2E5RCNTAm9rRAkxXZ0/s4032/IMG_3205.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3024" data-original-width="4032" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgimlg6hZLszJvP7TLkdS-IhnTdK1l4yZmlFouMoqUcjYd_Rd9EJ0NoEnUpGDEydifBMCDfMqGC4qI3usWX9crNo3yllv_tjw2NXSKe3EukIn37uP2cfrqcXnRqAUjpk_VgxiaCSsgNUuWyKxvk0ozhKM0_ByJAm3ex1cw0et7gzS2E5RCNTAm9rRAkxXZ0/s320/IMG_3205.jpeg" width="320" /></a></div>This was from <a href="https://youtu.be/OySD83nRTm0?si=6QDgxH5yw64uIXK3">a video by the Joseph Smith Foundation</a> (see minutes 12:17 - 15:14 to see the clip) ... "In our media and in our books we've become accustomed to this destruction of masculinity". The clip showed was from the 80s or 90s, but I was thinking "Yeah! Not just since the Simpsons and 80s tv shows... this has been going on since Peter Pan!! And that was a innocent little kids cartoon from 1953!!<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhLOFeXgnJPZR5VOPrcXxsmQGxaNM3LT9IEjQ-4QWPgbn75hugO8U5pclKYJ71kOkKn1hV1C-vMbHxJZXhnaC_sNEeuEP4NIqK4DLjX_vBzgu2zeG0Nb8cgk87k_StGtU18gCEUQSRCNJt-zEhcyMIfwVBxqJjGByxTeRGHIKIu57ByildVi6fr7r-o-cOj/s1485/Screenshot%20(23).png" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="817" data-original-width="1485" height="176" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhLOFeXgnJPZR5VOPrcXxsmQGxaNM3LT9IEjQ-4QWPgbn75hugO8U5pclKYJ71kOkKn1hV1C-vMbHxJZXhnaC_sNEeuEP4NIqK4DLjX_vBzgu2zeG0Nb8cgk87k_StGtU18gCEUQSRCNJt-zEhcyMIfwVBxqJjGByxTeRGHIKIu57ByildVi6fr7r-o-cOj/s320/Screenshot%20(23).png" width="320" /></a></div>"Don’t bother changing the channel, cause they’re everywhere... He's lazy, he's immature, he's stupid, he's a marginal-at-best father, his daughter has no respect for him..." Oh I was just eating it up - this is so important!!! Fathers are totally under attack. I mean, I guess we <b>all</b> are, but boy... dads are SO IMPORTANT! Dad's are made for war, and life is a war. I often want to hide inside and I'm so lucky that I get to. I get to stay home in our safe little village while Corey goes out and slays the dragon everyday. For families to be strong, there needs to be strong parents, especially fathers, who hold a firm standard and won't give into pity. Anyway... the story of Helen Keller and her teacher Anne Sullivan is a powerful example of this theme. And yes, I recognize that Anne is a woman AND not even the parent here, she was the teacher, but to me she represented the love, commitment, and determination that our Father in Heaven and our Lord Jesus Christ have. Their deep and long suffering love for us, their commitment to doing whatever it takes to help us, their determination to save us. Anne Sullivan's rant against the mom and dad for their love and pity for Helen is so good (in the <a href="https://youtu.be/_W1NRq6DekY?si=MHB8YPdDCkvm4oFe">Table Manners Scene</a>)<div><br /></div><div>Arthur and Kate explain to Annie that Helen is “accustomed to helping herself from our plates.” Annie retorts, “but I’m not accustomed to it.” Arthur also says "It's the only way we get to have any adult conversation!" (like us giving kids screen time and technology to keep them quiet for OUR benefit, not for theirs!) and he offers to get Annie a fresh plate, but Annie declines "I have a plate, thank you!" as she continues to struggle with Helen. "Ms Sullivan! One plate or another is hardly a matter to struggle with a deprived child about!" But she yells that Helen is “spoiled.” Arthur protests that Annie should have pity, but Anne refuses. I liked <a href="https://www.litcharts.com/lit/the-miracle-worker/themes/pity-vs-tough-love">this essay on the theme of pity vs. tough love</a> (bold parts are mine):</div><div><div><br /></div><div><div><i> Throughout the play, Gibson contrasts the methods Annie Sullivan uses to teach Helen Keller with the methods that Helen’s own parents use. Helen’s parents’ approach can be summed up in one word: pity. Where Annie is rigorous in her efforts to educate Helen, Helen’s parents, Arthur Keller and Kate Keller, choose to baby her, giving her candy to pacify her and refusing to punish her when she misbehaves. While Arthur and Kate’s methods might <b>seem </b>kind, the play shows how their pity for Helen is counterproductive, and winds up <b>standing in the way</b> of her learning how to communicate.</i></div><div><i> The fundamental problem with pitying people, the play suggests, is that it <b>deprives people of dignity or respect and assumes that they can’t learn or change—which in turn becomes a self-fulfilling prophecy</b>. When Annie arrives at the Kellers’ house she immediately grasps why nobody else has managed to teach Helen anything: Arthur and Kate feel helpless to change Helen, so they let her do whatever she wants. Because Helen’s parents spoil her terribly, Helen believes it’s okay for her to be wild, rude, and destructive. There are never any consequences for her actions, and therefore she never has any incentive to change her behavior. Indeed, Arthur and Kate spoil Helen because they’re afraid Helen will never change. Even though they keep hiring teachers for Helen, they’re afraid that none of these teachers will ever succeed. And so they conclude that they might as well keep feeding their child candy. As Helen sees it, Arthur and Kate have allowed pity to overwhelm their duties as parents. Because they feel so badly for their child, they don’t have the heart to punish her. In this way, the Kellers’ pity is one of the main things preventing Helen from making any progress: they pity Helen because they’re afraid she’ll never get any better, and as a result she never does.</i></div><div><i> </i><i>The <b>destructive power of pity</b> becomes clearer in the play’s third act, when Annie takes Helen to stay with her in the garden house outside the Keller’s home. Alone with Helen, Annie is able to exercise stricter controls over her pupil. She doesn’t give Helen rewards unless she has earned them, and when Helen misbehaves, she takes away Helen’s food until Helen changes her ways. Soon enough, Helen has learned how to eat with a fork and a napkin. In two weeks, Annie accomplishes more for Helen than Helen’s parents have in years, and the reason for this is clear: Helen’s parents pity Helen and assume she will never learn, while Annie respects Helen and has faith that she can learn.</i></div><div><i> </i><i>Annie’s intense, often severe style of teaching Helen—which might be classified simply as tough love—is the exact opposite of Arthur and Kate’s approach. Superficially, Annie’s approach is aggressive and even cruel, since it involves punishing Helen for actions she doesn’t even know are wrong, sometimes by depriving Helen of her dinner. But beneath the surface, Annie’s toughness is rooted in genuine respect for Helen—tough love, after all, is still love. Annie knows Helen is capable of living a happy, independent life, and she concludes that the only way to help Helen achieve that goal over the years to come is to be stern with her now. The Kellers’ pity for Helen is understandable because it is rooted in love for their child, but Gibson suggests that it is also rooted in a pessimism about Helen’s prospects and abilities. Because Annie believes in Helen’s capacity to learn and improve, she exercises stricter controls and gets impressive results.</i></div></div><div><br /></div><div>Society would tell us it's all about love and "don't you feel sorry for all these victims that have been and that are oppressed"?!? They have it so hard. Well guess what - Anne had it hard too, but she didn't it make her a victim. It made her strong, and she became a miracle teacher, able to teach others how to be strong. Jesus had it harder than any of us, and it made him mighty to save. A baby zebra can't be saved once it's in the lions mouth (<a href="https://www.churchofjesuschrist.org/study/scriptures/bofm/2-ne/6?lang=eng">2 Ne 6:16</a>) We can't deliver that prey, but even those kind of "end of story" situations can have hope to be delivered by the Mighty One of Jacob (<a href="https://www.churchofjesuschrist.org/study/scriptures/bofm/2-ne/6?lang=eng">2 Ne 6:17-18</a>). Oh, one more part of the miracle worker that I loved, is when Anne is looking at Helen and wondering how to reach her, and wishing others could see and she wasn't doing it alone. "If one was buried alive, the whole neighborhood would come out to help..." Just googled it - <a href="https://www.wordonfire.org/articles/fellows/god-and-anne-sullivan-what-i-learned-from-re-watching-the-miracle-worker/">found this post</a> (going to put it all at the end, cause it's all good) but esp this part at the end:</div><div><br /></div><div><div><i> There is one scene in The Miracle Worker that epitomized the work of Anne Sullivan. Exhausted and exasperated from a day of little gain, Anne turned to a well-worn book for perspective and hope. She read a familiar passage aloud:</i></div><div><i> “This—soul—This blind, deaf, mute woman—Can nothing be done to disinter this human soul? The whole neighborhood would rush to save this woman if she were buried alive by the caving in of a pit, and labor with zeal until she were dug out. Now if there were one who had as much patience as zeal, he might waken her to a consciousness of her immortal [soul].”</i></div><div><i> A</i><i>nne Sullivan insisted that you can’t stop digging. The child inside is dignified and worth saving. It might be painful and it might require great sacrifice. But you dig anyway. </i></div><div><i> </i><i>Because that’s what you do.</i></div><div><i> </i><i>Sounds a lot like God.</i></div></div><div><p>I'm grateful to be a mother. I get to labor with zeal with God for the immortal souls around me - working out my salvation and the salvation of my family. It's the best job ever, and I'm so grateful for an AMAZING FATHER who works hard (NOT lazy), is so smart (not stupid!) so experienced and patient (NOT immature) and over the top awesome "I'm the luckiest woman that he's mine" - I love and respect Corey, he's the best. And I love my Father in Heaven. He's the true miracle worker in all of our lives. </p><p>We watched it on <a href="https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DDgy2gR9xx0">youtube for free (with ads)</a> via that link. Btw, I was totally amazed with the actress <a href="https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Patty_Duke">Patty Duke</a>, wow. And Anne Bancroft who portrayed Anne Sullivan. Anne Sullivan was willing to put up with getting her tooth knocked out - God's long suffering patience with us (<a href="https://elderwesleywride.blogspot.com/2024/02/week-4-what-prints-are-you-leaving-in.html">except for when he drops us on our butts!</a>)</p><p>___________________________</p><p><a href="https://www.wordonfire.org/articles/fellows/god-and-anne-sullivan-what-i-learned-from-re-watching-the-miracle-worker/">God and Anne Sullivan: What I Learned from Re-Watching “The Miracle Worker” </a></p><p>by Dr. Tod Worner, 3 April 2018</p><p>It had been years since I had seen it.</p><p>And it was even better than I remembered.</p><p>The Miracle Worker is a play written by William Gibson in 1957 and made into an Academy Award winning film in 1962. Culled from Helen Keller’s autobiography, The Story of My Life, the play tells of the fierce, harrowing first encounters between the feral blind and deaf child and the tenacious, indomitable teacher, Anne Sullivan. Set in 1880s Alabama, Anne Sullivan found herself wrestling (physically and emotionally) not only with an overindulged, ignorant child, but also with a family broken by abject helplessness and unbridled pity.</p><p>At first, Anne kept her misgivings regarding the Keller family’s misguided indulgence to herself. She penned an exasperated letter to a colleague saying: “And, nobody, here has attempted to control [Helen]. The greatest problem I have is how to discipline her without breaking her spirit. But I shall insist on reasonable discipline from the start.”</p><p>When Anne dined with the family for the first time, Helen wandered around the table snatching food from each person’s plate with nary an objection from anyone. When Anne, aghast, refused to allow Helen to steal from her plate and grabs her wrists to arrest her behavior, Helen launched into a tantrum. Almost on cue, the family flew into a defensive rage toward their new guest.</p><p>Captain Keller: “Miss Sullivan! You would have more understanding of your pupil if you had some pity in you. Now kindly do as I—”</p><p>Anne: “Pity? For this tyrant? The whole house turns on her whims, is there anything she wants she doesn’t get? I’ll tell you what I pity, that the sun won’t rise and set for her all her life, and every day you’re telling her it will, what good will your pity do her when you’re under the strawberries, Captain Keller?”</p><p>Captain Keller [Outraged]: “Kate, for the love of heaven will you—”</p><p>Kate Keller: “Miss Annie, please, I don’t think it serves to lose our—”</p><p>Anne: “It does you good, that’s all. It’s less trouble to feel sorry for her than to teach her anything better, isn’t it?”</p><p>Captain Keller: “I fail to see where you have taught her anything yet, Miss Sullivan!” </p><p>Anne: “I’ll begin this minute, if you’ll leave the room, Captain Keller!”</p><p>The next scene is one of the most extraordinary I have ever seen on film. Anne Sullivan (played by Anne Bancroft) and Helen Keller (played by Patty Duke) find themselves alone in the dining room in a face-off of violent wills. Anne’s effort to get Helen seated in a chair, folding her napkin, and eating her dinner with a spoon results in chairs furiously overturned, spoons being thrown, hair pulled, food spat into one face and a pitcher of water thrown into the other. Exhausting and unsettling, the two angry and defiant figures nearly destroy the room (and each other) in an effort to take (or repel) one bite of food off of a spoon. Emerging from the ravaged room, Helen desperately finds her way to her mother and Anne stands wearily and caked with food.</p><p>Kate Keller: “What happened?”</p><p>Anne [Exhausted]: “She ate from her own plate. She ate with a spoon. Herself. And folded her napkin.”</p><p>Kate [Softly]: “Folded—her napkin?”</p><p>Anne: “The room’s a wreck, but her napkin is folded.”</p><p>Contrary to the first time I saw The Miracle Worker (in high school), it dawned on me that this play is not an inspiring story of a young disabled girl who finds her voice. Instead, it is an indispensable parable about the human need for structure, order, and discipline. Before we can do anything, we must understand what we cannot do. We must comprehend what is right and what is wrong, what is acceptable and unacceptable. And that is damned hard. Although Anne recognized that the Keller family’s pity and indulgence was a misguided manifestation of love, it was in fact devastating. It trapped Helen in an abyss of appetite with no ladders of discipline or ropes of order to climb out. The food would come, but you first must fold your napkin. Your doll awaits you, but you first must spell D-O-L-L. Sacrifice is hard, but necessary. Just consider, no athlete, student, musician, or worker ever willingly sacrificed without a greater end in sight. Neither would a young Helen Keller.</p><p>And this is how Anne Sullivan reminded me about God.</p><p>Those laws and rules, strictures and standards that God revealed to his people? Even those that seemed harsh and difficult to understand? They were intended to pull us out of the abyss of ourselves, to rescue us from our selfish appetites and animal desires and usher us into the blinding light of God’s love. Laws and rules exist for the sake of reminding us of our dignity, not to assault it. God’s law says, “You can’t do that because you are better than that. You should do this because this is your high calling. It doesn’t always make sense, but it will, trust me, it will.” “Have faith,” says God to a broken creation. “Have faith,” said Anne to a broken child.</p><p>There is one scene in The Miracle Worker that epitomized the work of Anne Sullivan. Exhausted and exasperated from a day of little gain, Anne turned to a well-worn book for perspective and hope. She read a familiar passage aloud:</p><p>“This—soul—This blind, deaf, mute woman—Can nothing be done to disinter this human soul? The whole neighborhood would rush to save this woman if she were buried alive by the caving in of a pit, and labor with zeal until she were dug out. Now if there were one who had as much patience as zeal, he might waken her to a consciousness of her immortal [soul].”</p><p>Anne Sullivan insisted that you can’t stop digging. The child inside is dignified and worth saving. It might be painful and it might require great sacrifice. But you dig anyway. </p><p>Because that’s what you do.</p><p>Sounds a lot like God.</p></div></div>Tiffaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14508201361489460187noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2621250205758642147.post-40213867062187258552024-02-25T20:38:00.000-08:002024-02-29T12:40:32.318-08:00Wayne's Sister's Funeral <p>Wayne's only sister, Anna Marie Turley, passed away a week ago on February 18th. <br /></p><p style="text-align: center;"><b>Anna Marie Turley<br /></b><span style="text-align: left;">November 20, 1937 - February 18, 2024 </span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiOu2DO9dBrmiJKxJgx0xvGTrc5CDwcGiOz4Z5Hu2H3Gidws2tqmbaeZWda-9w_JbgJ8-2voewCgLp5cUZ5eMXuwqYfiY4x50NfI7bHgT_qdXo21EcEPS1vYstOgX0X6etPij2uVRiPDgmaU34TtWfnn8-giP2UsBSTVGO1R5oBVDl1y1llrx2dBh0i5ar_/s1000/Anna%20Marie.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="949" data-original-width="1000" height="304" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiOu2DO9dBrmiJKxJgx0xvGTrc5CDwcGiOz4Z5Hu2H3Gidws2tqmbaeZWda-9w_JbgJ8-2voewCgLp5cUZ5eMXuwqYfiY4x50NfI7bHgT_qdXo21EcEPS1vYstOgX0X6etPij2uVRiPDgmaU34TtWfnn8-giP2UsBSTVGO1R5oBVDl1y1llrx2dBh0i5ar_/s320/Anna%20Marie.jpeg" width="320" /></a></div><p><i>Anna Marie Turley passed away after a short stay in hospice on February 18, 2024. She was the eldest of two children born to Wayne and Helen Wride. Anna Marie is survived by her children Julie Turley, Shelley Turley (John Rothermich), Scott Turley (Sara Swim), Karen Turley, eight grandchildren, and her brother, Wayne Wride. She was preceded in death by her parents, and her beloved husband, Thad Turley. A native of Payson, Utah, Anna Marie moved to Arizona with her husband in 1963, and never left. She loved living in the desert, was an avid reader of Elizabethan history, and a college basketball fan. She loved watching her musical Arizona-based grandchildren perform. A lifelong member of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints, she earned an education degree from Brigham Young University, served full-time as a missionary in the Church’s Eastern States Mission, happily served in church callings from visiting teacher to Sunday School librarian, and was an active and cherished member of her local congregation up until her death. Anna Marie married Thad Brady Turley on August 16, 1963, in the Salt Lake City LDS Temple after meeting him at a Brigham Young University singles dance seven weeks prior. The couple moved between Arizona and California where they raised their four children. After her husband’s death, Anna Marie was diagnosed as being on the autism spectrum. The diagnosis of her disability did much to explain her life’s challenges, and compelled those close to her to interpret her life with more generosity and grace. A viewing prior to the funeral service will be from 5 pm to 6 pm on Sunday, February 25th at Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints, 1054 West 2nd Place, Mesa, AZ 85201. The funeral service will commence at 6 pm at the same location. Interment will take place on Monday, February 26th at the National Memorial Cemetery of Arizona.</i></p><div>Here's a cute picture of Wayne as a toddler with his big sister. </div><p></p><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjjyNtOn7rdvBg2yDIWfktTbGbcA-YyLafs5qEni1z49elTzH8Rd-H1ApOpImKe3Bq0cVr2oH-zbyzcKXxw8E28qKxD_C-lp1gOa10oHwQNIUhdgfbY2YGaFAUKUtGG088_TlctNegoMaHeW_x_-45_Z0rXNZ0k2ji4PmSwQL2PF_Oaf4n06__JpZ2wDus_/s854/IMG_3208.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="854" data-original-width="701" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjjyNtOn7rdvBg2yDIWfktTbGbcA-YyLafs5qEni1z49elTzH8Rd-H1ApOpImKe3Bq0cVr2oH-zbyzcKXxw8E28qKxD_C-lp1gOa10oHwQNIUhdgfbY2YGaFAUKUtGG088_TlctNegoMaHeW_x_-45_Z0rXNZ0k2ji4PmSwQL2PF_Oaf4n06__JpZ2wDus_/s320/IMG_3208.jpeg" width="263" /></a></div><p></p><p>Mark and Chalane came by here very early this morning (5 am) to pick up Corey, and the three of them drove down to Phoenix Arizona for the funeral tonight. The burial will be tomorrow morning. Anna Marie's husband, Thad, served in the armed forces and was buried in a veterans cemetery, and it is not open on the weekend, so they had to wait for Monday for her to be buried there with him. Wayne, Nancy, and Anna Marie's daughter, Karen, who lives here in SL, all flew down together. Selfie at the funeral -</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhLTOsG5hrHF3sZGqPAhZhsRzuM79AaiGP9mj4XbLVYMdKkF5OmnxQM7V_jGE1Un9n709RTrIBtzIUEGu2V9cn14ErAWB7Fu0-rduOrinZRcNFtjM1k15l4_O4OwygZkqAwDLFcLFj2gsFs1e32bkz-pjORJa4JigoFmReHU3zK0YAxqzZ31uJmMbYX-OKm/s2048/IMG_1434.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1536" data-original-width="2048" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhLTOsG5hrHF3sZGqPAhZhsRzuM79AaiGP9mj4XbLVYMdKkF5OmnxQM7V_jGE1Un9n709RTrIBtzIUEGu2V9cn14ErAWB7Fu0-rduOrinZRcNFtjM1k15l4_O4OwygZkqAwDLFcLFj2gsFs1e32bkz-pjORJa4JigoFmReHU3zK0YAxqzZ31uJmMbYX-OKm/s320/IMG_1434.jpeg" width="320" /></a></div>I met Anna Marie a few times, but it's been a while. Joseph was the last one in our family to see her. <div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj3oHA8BBUB0PtI-jIBII9_5CLdxpPz52IERfPeQsBXCyaR5JLgywFUdwQHIiy0K6vyeiiwskAZl4pB9IN8XgO9RdrL66Km29z5oBJfLB6o3_PVU5OUgji4Pouf45HLH_WM8TOxtkic75G8Nkob8Z-gER7EWjgU25qFP3vhkXUFiLfDyuUdfj4L9qSj8IE6/s640/Joe%20and%20Grandma.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="640" data-original-width="480" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj3oHA8BBUB0PtI-jIBII9_5CLdxpPz52IERfPeQsBXCyaR5JLgywFUdwQHIiy0K6vyeiiwskAZl4pB9IN8XgO9RdrL66Km29z5oBJfLB6o3_PVU5OUgji4Pouf45HLH_WM8TOxtkic75G8Nkob8Z-gER7EWjgU25qFP3vhkXUFiLfDyuUdfj4L9qSj8IE6/s320/Joe%20and%20Grandma.jpeg" width="240" /></a></div>He went and visited the her when he was an FSY counselor in Arizona this past summer. Joseph went by and had dinner with her and her son Scott and his family at their home in Tempe - Jun11, 2023<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6SKYcE2A5CfDAS58cCW8Y8h5qr3joBKqZDC5pcj-1N1K0BvUdLUTUIel5qAJ8cmFDEZneGzCenH-Xl1jFK9PvtPsfzzTtHVKZmYtWP88XuiXDxFnuTp67MS4SigvzBlu_zj1qhvIa55cASbjcJw56agToYS16Tz00Sm8xaCg9Xar6sNCfRJ6LQQI3OEfY/s640/Joe%20and%20Grandma%20Talking.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="480" data-original-width="640" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6SKYcE2A5CfDAS58cCW8Y8h5qr3joBKqZDC5pcj-1N1K0BvUdLUTUIel5qAJ8cmFDEZneGzCenH-Xl1jFK9PvtPsfzzTtHVKZmYtWP88XuiXDxFnuTp67MS4SigvzBlu_zj1qhvIa55cASbjcJw56agToYS16Tz00Sm8xaCg9Xar6sNCfRJ6LQQI3OEfY/s320/Joe%20and%20Grandma%20Talking.jpeg" width="320" /></a></div><p>Pictured here, Corey's cousin Scott, his wife Sara, their kids and Anna Marie.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEickZxlRgpMf-JQsFZT3L_CvvnfQ8e3TmcQkvNWSyjE2Xf-47dRmD4ZoMa4jpug724VzMTsgRkw-jF-LXdnzaO1cKUkUZT1KYxZ1FX0fyQomuq0W_B7ScGw-5HE1Xf5vjehRFpS8x2Cpg7xSmWyIt07_LXrD3A6KLbcbtHHB_S66Y43gfTcF6sEsAwErheL/s640/Joe.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="480" data-original-width="640" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEickZxlRgpMf-JQsFZT3L_CvvnfQ8e3TmcQkvNWSyjE2Xf-47dRmD4ZoMa4jpug724VzMTsgRkw-jF-LXdnzaO1cKUkUZT1KYxZ1FX0fyQomuq0W_B7ScGw-5HE1Xf5vjehRFpS8x2Cpg7xSmWyIt07_LXrD3A6KLbcbtHHB_S66Y43gfTcF6sEsAwErheL/s320/Joe.jpeg" width="320" /></a></div><p>We are glad that Corey was able to go down to be with family and support Wayne. They got there at 3, cleaned up in Wayne and Nancy's hotel room, went to the funeral, and then started the drive home right after the funeral, so they are on the road now. Mark had to get back for work at 10. I think they'll be here around 6:30 am. Doesn't sound any fun to sleep in a car or to drive in the dark. And a 10 hour drive is nothing compared to a drive to Dallas for the eclipse, which I have been talking about doing... Perhaps I have not thought that through! That's coming up in just over a month. We'll see. Things were good here. The house was super quiet today. It was a beautiful warm day (58 degrees!) and the little kids were playing outside while the teenagers slept most of the afternoon. We watched "The Miracle Worker" tonight, the story of Helen Keller and her teacher Anne Sullivan, and wow, so powerful! I watched it as a kid, but didn't catch most of it. I was so inspired, I'll talk about that tomorrow. We're probably going to have to watch it again next Sunday so Corey can see it too (and Abi missed most of it too. Lily Sophi and Natalie and I all loved it!). It brings up great topics of discussion on love, pity, enabling or authoritative parenting/teaching, lots of good stuff. Helen was so blessed to have a teacher with such vision and long suffering patience! (...and we have one too, in Christ! <3)</p></div>Tiffaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14508201361489460187noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2621250205758642147.post-3713276370430099432024-02-23T17:55:00.000-08:002024-02-25T17:09:22.284-08:00School Stuff<p>I drove the high school kids to school today early for a morning side devotional. Brandon Doman was the speaker. He was the quarterback at Skyline back in the day when Corey and I were there. Brandon was a junior when Corey and I were both seniors. I dropped the kids off at the church across from Wasatch, where Corey and I used to go for seminary waaaay back in 9th grade, 1990-91! After I dropped them off, I went toward the back to turn around, and passed the little spot of grass where we had an end of year party. One quick story about that spot of grass... (My kids know this story, but I don't know that I've ever documented it here, but it was a core memory for me). SO, we were studying the Book of Mormon, I remember, because we had to report each day if we had read, AND if we read every day, we could attend the party at the end of the year for everyone who read 100%. Maybe it was like 90-95%, I don't remember that part, but I DO remember that I often said I had read, with the intention of catching up, or reading later, or just feeling pressure to fib a little bit so that I could go to the party, cause I REALLY wanted to go to the party and be there with Corey! And other kids were probably lying too (nice justification there, tiff...) (Oh, and also REALLY NICE JOB to younger me of the past that I was 1) LYING (cue 9th commandment?) 2) in a SEMINARY CLASS (where I am learning about God and hopefully <i>following him</i> <b>better </b>as a result????) about 3) READING THE BOOK OF MORMON?!?!?! A book that is helping me understand and keep the commandments better and follow Christ better?? Like really?? Nothing here pricking my conscience yet???) Nope, nope, shut that all out - Pressure was on and the Party is of utmost importance... I'll learn about keeping those commandments and following God eventually, maybe next year for sure! Spring comes, warmer weather is here, the school year is ending and the end of the year party comes. One by one, our names are read to say we have been successful and can go outside to the party! Just about everyone "earned" it. The kids that didn't were going to stay inside and have a regular seminary lesson. AND GUESS WHO stayed in the class room. Just TWO PEOPLE: some goth looking girl (judgy a little bit, tiff?) and... Corey. And I was kicking myself the entire time, feeling guilty that I lied, and mad at myself that my lying kept me from what I had really been looking forward to, which was spending time with Corey. Lesson learned. Well, mostly learned? I did try to stop cheating and lying with seminary stuff, but I struggled quite a bit with other school stuff through high school into college. There are two other core memory stories that I shall try to share later someday (AP History test at Skyline, and Spanish History test at BYU after we were married. If I write those up sometime, I'll try to remember to come back and put the links to them). Anyway, all those thoughts were in my head as I dropped the high school kids off. Lily headed in, and I told her to pause so I could take a photo of her shoes. </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjHitv3MejiscXRE-IjIu4vEHgXhjtmUnHCb6ZAJ9aeaDEcqvILc_GM1c008TVErJ3QQQFiUQhslp-njD-UfU7H8_xRgKoNcUEhvGAjApEJzn8u-wH6t1lFt_Rg_K4UF1t89dQg0rznfLfCTb9RGYMI67H_-mwUiQqNRNK0tTqlPzhDmv5yrZ7xYY6hXMs1/s4032/IMG_3137.HEIC" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjHitv3MejiscXRE-IjIu4vEHgXhjtmUnHCb6ZAJ9aeaDEcqvILc_GM1c008TVErJ3QQQFiUQhslp-njD-UfU7H8_xRgKoNcUEhvGAjApEJzn8u-wH6t1lFt_Rg_K4UF1t89dQg0rznfLfCTb9RGYMI67H_-mwUiQqNRNK0tTqlPzhDmv5yrZ7xYY6hXMs1/s320/IMG_3137.HEIC" width="240" /></a></div></div>She was wearing two different shoes. This was not entirely by choice, but mostly it was. Her left converse shoe was missing, and she only has this one beat up pair of shoes to wear to school (doesn't want another pair, but I might put my force a new pair upon her soon). She asked Abi if she could wear her adidas, Abi said "sure, but I can't find the other one..." But lucky Lily - her missing converse was a left and the missing adidas was a right! That means Lily now had a pair of shoes to wear. Lily chose to wear non-matching shoes over any of MY matching shoes. How rude. I guess I don't have good style. "They're just not my type..." As she came out to the car with her mismatched shoes, she happily said "This was on my bucket list anyway!) So Abi, Lily, Stein and Eli all had me laughing on the drive to school. Abi was playing love songs. Lily likes Fictional and agrees that all the perfect boys are only in fictional novels (that were probably all authored by women...) "Don't Sweat the Technique" was the last song I played. I've had that on repeat lately when I go climbing. <br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhxlDGgRitvTUwbNaffvHZ_lPBctT2Pk1-UF-wJjzHmlHWnsGi6Tvajx0-klLagxD_DXXyF1Cyi4eE3L0H-c7YfDt46s2cHFb85MK8Red-yI9Nt43utVmO3CZBZLMQ8VMHYXONO1bI0GnsARUIId2633w6kKhoNGOxLPrHbva_RwwzRRrVyYUpc6hj1S26m/s834/IMG_3135.PNG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="834" data-original-width="750" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhxlDGgRitvTUwbNaffvHZ_lPBctT2Pk1-UF-wJjzHmlHWnsGi6Tvajx0-klLagxD_DXXyF1Cyi4eE3L0H-c7YfDt46s2cHFb85MK8Red-yI9Nt43utVmO3CZBZLMQ8VMHYXONO1bI0GnsARUIId2633w6kKhoNGOxLPrHbva_RwwzRRrVyYUpc6hj1S26m/s320/IMG_3135.PNG" width="288" /></a></div>Abi loves "Lost in the Woods" and was only semi-joking as she said how it makes her so emotional! And "I Love You Too Much" too - it was funny. Stein and Eli were bantering with the girls. Eli had to ride the middle seat today. It was Lily in the middle, but then Stein couldn't open our broken door, so he went around and then Eli had to scoot and take the middle. Oh the shame! Yeah, they are all basically joking and laughing the whole ride to school. It's fun to listen to. They are good kids. <div><br /></div><div>Peter is feeling better. It was good to see him back at is regular play place and busy making lego sets. <br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjFnSKP9xdwj2fBlvd0TAVnwHe0xLyQt1CHyBvlBM0_HMpR5YkCs2n9TiThRjC2psQvge77QiTh4xbkhnfpqLn_COSqN73ZAICr33hODucxdjE2Xp_ftfYhaQ4ISXpEQj3JgLTT5CpUarUKUiNjrWUCo6oDea5IVMkGelP16GVvpljQ2mvqo8OMkkRiw62Z/s4032/IMG_3142.HEIC" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjFnSKP9xdwj2fBlvd0TAVnwHe0xLyQt1CHyBvlBM0_HMpR5YkCs2n9TiThRjC2psQvge77QiTh4xbkhnfpqLn_COSqN73ZAICr33hODucxdjE2Xp_ftfYhaQ4ISXpEQj3JgLTT5CpUarUKUiNjrWUCo6oDea5IVMkGelP16GVvpljQ2mvqo8OMkkRiw62Z/s320/IMG_3142.HEIC" width="240" /></a></div>He even went to play at Lucy's house this afternoon, yay! Friends! A few BeReals from the college kids - Joseph in his blue shirt, blue jacket, blue jeans, with his blue car. BLUE. <br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhKeFAHagGwAI2dDpkNaj_WdJZqmrOTZJuulbaYxMyo8dFu3fe-X6RSrgqZ5rF4MR2q4kMbxghExN8TEWNanqjxsXO_jOfCOmXYr3I2Bfi0fqWpDsNRrPx_GJCfmXdkUiSISigDHoKGF-M5ybdnvn54kbzE7-EuaTZ9XXwIniaZ3sK39Ncm9oPGzxxrOpdg/s936/IMG_3145.PNG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="936" data-original-width="718" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhKeFAHagGwAI2dDpkNaj_WdJZqmrOTZJuulbaYxMyo8dFu3fe-X6RSrgqZ5rF4MR2q4kMbxghExN8TEWNanqjxsXO_jOfCOmXYr3I2Bfi0fqWpDsNRrPx_GJCfmXdkUiSISigDHoKGF-M5ybdnvn54kbzE7-EuaTZ9XXwIniaZ3sK39Ncm9oPGzxxrOpdg/s320/IMG_3145.PNG" width="245" /></a></div>Mel at work at the Sky Room. <br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQMZIMqf9ieKdjd8gSQ3JExw4JEQ1ws0r_lwqjmAXnxc4DNE5_qnXcEmq4Tm57RDqwuSS19UdqiNChnUh8W-MfjDl0jFS58pFtLVFLoY6zlV2hBvBXqMnw21oOkRfOk6Wj07HwX7_xtq74f9HkmbApU9y4ZkmIFgry1XQ80ww5abGD2XupudlktjqcdI8-/s997/IMG_3146.PNG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="997" data-original-width="750" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQMZIMqf9ieKdjd8gSQ3JExw4JEQ1ws0r_lwqjmAXnxc4DNE5_qnXcEmq4Tm57RDqwuSS19UdqiNChnUh8W-MfjDl0jFS58pFtLVFLoY6zlV2hBvBXqMnw21oOkRfOk6Wj07HwX7_xtq74f9HkmbApU9y4ZkmIFgry1XQ80ww5abGD2XupudlktjqcdI8-/s320/IMG_3146.PNG" width="241" /></a></div>Aaaand guess who got 100% on his <a href="https://thewridefamily.blogspot.com/2024/02/it-works.html">spelling test</a> today!!! Owen earned a lego set! <br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgsjssOl9Gy-em7h03e5ZJCw4gmNlCBJqKjEsyu_cBgA6UpMPhwN46vA1jWSSZpPu-gNnhb4DfmJtmZZ2j7hTALxVKz2iudn3bMkunzlzFdyAMYbU4y0lbGhbIbHY5oLaw_NjM-Y4X865RWoUva_stJD_B6jbWCL0oWphlzm8Nwz7h_p0G27WK4hh5T28Tj/s4032/IMG_3147.HEIC" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgsjssOl9Gy-em7h03e5ZJCw4gmNlCBJqKjEsyu_cBgA6UpMPhwN46vA1jWSSZpPu-gNnhb4DfmJtmZZ2j7hTALxVKz2iudn3bMkunzlzFdyAMYbU4y0lbGhbIbHY5oLaw_NjM-Y4X865RWoUva_stJD_B6jbWCL0oWphlzm8Nwz7h_p0G27WK4hh5T28Tj/s320/IMG_3147.HEIC" width="240" /></a></div>AMAZING! And we're going to study spelling words every day now, right?? And get 100% every week, RIGHT?? You can do this! You are smart! It just takes practice. He was really excited to tell me that he got 100% after school. Like will not happen with Peter and the lego set he got for eating his pb&j, you will NOT be earning a lego set each week for your good spelling test score. I know you can do it, and I'm expecting it now! A job well done is it's own reward.</div><div><br /></div><div>Corey and I are going to go see the next 3 episodes for date night tonight. Should be fun. </div>Tiffaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14508201361489460187noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2621250205758642147.post-40673034623923852292024-02-22T22:15:00.000-08:002024-02-23T17:36:36.871-08:00It Works <p>We've been talking about goals around here. I've been doing good with stepping up my reading and some of my good habits. I've been pretty consistent with exercise for the past 12 years. I'd like to be more consistent with not eating to escape my uncomfortable emotions when I feel restless or stressed. I've been doing pretty good with reading, there's just too much to read though, and I keep hopping from book to book, depending on which one I can find at the moment (since I move my books from my room to the car or to the table and then can't find the one I was just reading, so I have to pick a different one, so I'm in like 10 and not finishing any of them... So I need to also get more organized and clean up around here. I haven't been caring about the mess that much lately. I'll blame it on the winter blues. Hopefully it will return in spring as warmer days of sunshine return. One thing I did try to do today was to help Owen with his homework. And I was successful! </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhbDWAM5pw3K6U-pZ3jGyzE6oIe7-o_nkWOFnM520IfGsA3BHbRqvxl9TgXc9O1VHwE6AJNmi7p3UIFflkQuTI9TDNWIpWlhBPT5hQPbJwACLpxjSmMmLX5rLeK3oqLZA3fG6lZXv_lRYOSqTRM8GnACGRcsJSSvKPx1EuJg2lDKZvfK7onzWJkJ7WzfqaO/s4032/IMG_3128.HEIC" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhbDWAM5pw3K6U-pZ3jGyzE6oIe7-o_nkWOFnM520IfGsA3BHbRqvxl9TgXc9O1VHwE6AJNmi7p3UIFflkQuTI9TDNWIpWlhBPT5hQPbJwACLpxjSmMmLX5rLeK3oqLZA3fG6lZXv_lRYOSqTRM8GnACGRcsJSSvKPx1EuJg2lDKZvfK7onzWJkJ7WzfqaO/s320/IMG_3128.HEIC" width="240" /></a></div><p>So Owen earned a party with friends this past weekend for doing an AMAZING job with his checklist. He was the first kid to finish! I appreciated him playing along. I updated the checklist for February and March, cause there is one area in his life that is lacking... reading and spelling. This was evidence by very poor spelling test scores that I saw in his folder last night - 3 out of 15. Ugh. I don't do a good job checking his folder, and he doesn't do a good job showing me his folder, so it's a loose-loose. I like never see his spelling words and never have helped him practice them. So last night, we sat down, and it wasn't an assignment and his teacher didn't say anything about it, but I had him write all the words he missed three times. As we were starting that though, after the first few words, we had to stop, had to tell him HOW TO HOLD A PENCIL (I remember getting HOUNDED on that in 2nd grade.... I can't believe he is able to get away with his incorrect hold!) and had to practice writing out each letter, where it starts, a j starts in the middle then down with the candycane and <i>then</i> the dot) which way the circle goes around on b's, d's, p's, & q's, and do lower case d not an uppercase D, and some technical things like that. OK - after 10 minutes of practicing each letter, then doing a row of the ones he got wrong, we were ready. Back to the spelling words. He did each words each 3 times, and I could tell he was concentrating cause he was sticking out his tongue, it was cute. I had him take both his Alphabet paper and his corrected spelling words to school to show his teacher today. He got home, I asked him if he showed, her, he said yes, and then I opened his folder and found TWO MORE spelling tests, 4/15...<br /></p><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhFsJVhH_7NFuygCMI1xp5ZL5_h0x-BgMYSeWvFvuB9_80VeTPhgcx1h5Ahi5snMKF3tQu5CnV13F67ezJatTiTHV9KA_mFDOHH3rr74Gu_Uy9kVG2lTzLUWLv0VgAPCkL7miKwYcE4KCIfBqE4RdB9ciEF4gkb74FYdM2m0fOCSGrC5JHFy6A_ycMC8S9W/s4032/IMG_3154.HEIC" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhFsJVhH_7NFuygCMI1xp5ZL5_h0x-BgMYSeWvFvuB9_80VeTPhgcx1h5Ahi5snMKF3tQu5CnV13F67ezJatTiTHV9KA_mFDOHH3rr74Gu_Uy9kVG2lTzLUWLv0VgAPCkL7miKwYcE4KCIfBqE4RdB9ciEF4gkb74FYdM2m0fOCSGrC5JHFy6A_ycMC8S9W/s320/IMG_3154.HEIC" width="240" /></a></div><p></p><p>...and 2/15, doh... </p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgL7T3Jcex3AV4IjN8GuFPRWr-RZ6Prec89AIHK9xe1r8qDj0x7oGHuTCYyr-8Mru33xO2g3Cj0lD-N6fpfRwsh9ZHzZTc-Jcn6KL5zDqueOFAbFgpw4iheD3W7osTtpg0LcUJ-gfh_pAZrZ2SPvWute5IGEusUQGUVByMISADLKFAo8k1AYafkcrYzdKeV/s4032/IMG_3129.HEIC" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgL7T3Jcex3AV4IjN8GuFPRWr-RZ6Prec89AIHK9xe1r8qDj0x7oGHuTCYyr-8Mru33xO2g3Cj0lD-N6fpfRwsh9ZHzZTc-Jcn6KL5zDqueOFAbFgpw4iheD3W7osTtpg0LcUJ-gfh_pAZrZ2SPvWute5IGEusUQGUVByMISADLKFAo8k1AYafkcrYzdKeV/s320/IMG_3129.HEIC" width="240" /></a></div>And his poor teacher didn't write the correct words for him on the 2/15 one... She's probably like "I don't have time to write out ALL the words for this kid <i>every week</i>... doesn't his mother help him!?!?" I had no clue where the original list was, so we had to try and decipher this 3rd graders poor handwriting. Owen's sisters tried to help me. Owen wasn't self conscious or beating himself up over his poor performances, so that's good? We never did figure out what #11 was. Natalie said "I don't think that would be a spelling word..." Did he put "succeed" twice? It was like a game trying to figure out the word, and it was a fun game. Even Owen had no clue what he wrote for most of these. His small g's weren't under the line, so they looked like backward e's, all his Ds are uppercase, and his r's could be v's and his u's and n's looked the same too... any idea on some of these? We did the best we could, I didn't have him redo these ones, but I did decide to text his teacher and ask what the spelling words were going to be for his test TOMORROW. She replied right away (with an image of the paper that was once again misplaced at our home): eagle, grown, clown, bread, reach, cried, owl, crow tough, snow, crew, young, screw, spread, tough. "Tough" was there twice, so he'll probably have one mystery word that we won't have practiced, but I'm hopeful. We practiced them all before he went to trumpet, and he wrote them very carefully and correctly. We reviewed them orally in the car on the drive to his trumpet lesson, and we had a practice test when we got home. He only got one wrong! He spelled eagle "eagel" which I think is a totally understandable mistake. 13/14. AMAZING job. I told him that if he gets 100% tomorrow, I will give him a lego set (the kids are a little jealous with how much Peter has been able to cash in on toys this week cause of his croup...) Yes, Owen, you can have the Boba Fett lego set if you get 100%! We're going to review the words again in the morning. He's got this! I will try to be a better mother and teacher of my children. I gotta help them learn to write properly, spell correctly, and how to hold their pencils! It's important! Going to help the kids currently in school and the ones coming up the pipeline. That's you in the fall, Pete! <p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiCzViRL3nYpP_biodSxgk-Ny3Lw3RNW1NuVoehrbO_2ioO4Kz2og2r5FKtxYJAqMJUy-dXRyX8OzUExUXDOsfoyxc9L_Zb8ctu8sjbMpTl88mSYiHI4TrqRmISpY0onhv_D_Pwak_Ywysw3OqO6MLCOf0VR9tP-dIObkd_TfJWfy41U4EGtNCRwv9u_KCZ/s4032/IMG_3131.HEIC" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3024" data-original-width="4032" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiCzViRL3nYpP_biodSxgk-Ny3Lw3RNW1NuVoehrbO_2ioO4Kz2og2r5FKtxYJAqMJUy-dXRyX8OzUExUXDOsfoyxc9L_Zb8ctu8sjbMpTl88mSYiHI4TrqRmISpY0onhv_D_Pwak_Ywysw3OqO6MLCOf0VR9tP-dIObkd_TfJWfy41U4EGtNCRwv9u_KCZ/s320/IMG_3131.HEIC" width="320" /></a></div>Don't get too comfortable. Cute K tuckered out. After a good evening of helping kids with homework, taking O to his lesson, etc, I left for the temple and Natalie woke her up after I left.<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhtc0WgQat1Gc2pBrNzyAgJeGHGrKwkUe27W52aybUa9K-qBB2SWJHYrMBMT9NjtnHYOwx06ErJW5358h-kfS7dzP6BU7Y7YZSOsu9htT3pCUnoR45pFqJOP3WExytroQYK5pFzq737p0MgL-2lwVWeb9rANwjrjv9favYQaftNNfOz2un_AsPeXVVGgnBM/s4032/IMG_3132.HEIC" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhtc0WgQat1Gc2pBrNzyAgJeGHGrKwkUe27W52aybUa9K-qBB2SWJHYrMBMT9NjtnHYOwx06ErJW5358h-kfS7dzP6BU7Y7YZSOsu9htT3pCUnoR45pFqJOP3WExytroQYK5pFzq737p0MgL-2lwVWeb9rANwjrjv9favYQaftNNfOz2un_AsPeXVVGgnBM/s320/IMG_3132.HEIC" width="240" /></a></div><p>I'm grateful my kids are so helpful to me, I will work to be more helpful to them as they learn. Putting it on my checklist. Setting goals and keeping ourselves accountable works. I'm glad we're all here to help each other. </p><p>Ethan and Corey are 10 days into their <a href="https://thewridefamily.blogspot.com/2024/02/nazarite-vow.html">Nazarite Vow</a> challenge with each other. Every day they start a timer when they start their study of the Book of Mormon, and then send each other a screen shot of their time. Yesterday they reported to each other of what a great day it had been. One of Ethan's goals is daily temple attendance (wow!) and even on Monday, when temples are closed, he just walked on the temple grounds. <br /></p><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjoA2J4qqk4jUah10HjrZ68K7pqlpNZs2DOH3_D_Vbnj3ezesw3aFVSQx4kAXNCWTt0yYfhCid6Yky1Ay_1qbYEqltenJYoema5pZnjfALCP200JDBqQ-f2rSxMsFI97Hi3e6f2gAWT1lVz4GLMi8Ww0vncpZ1tMLyW5-MhE9IJyx4VOzePR3lTnjnlSiqH/s742/49b451a2-3e38-42ca-85c2-8468376a1566.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="431" data-original-width="742" height="186" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjoA2J4qqk4jUah10HjrZ68K7pqlpNZs2DOH3_D_Vbnj3ezesw3aFVSQx4kAXNCWTt0yYfhCid6Yky1Ay_1qbYEqltenJYoema5pZnjfALCP200JDBqQ-f2rSxMsFI97Hi3e6f2gAWT1lVz4GLMi8Ww0vncpZ1tMLyW5-MhE9IJyx4VOzePR3lTnjnlSiqH/s320/49b451a2-3e38-42ca-85c2-8468376a1566.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><p></p><p>Each day he does something: sealings, initatories, a session, baptisms, repeat. Corey said that he, too, can tell that he is able to better hear the quiet promptings of the Holy Ghost when he's firing on all his spiritual cylinders. Today he had a question of where to find some lead aprons for an x-ray test he's doing tomorrow in Logan, and he followed a prompting to go to the store, and on the way there, he passed by a friend's house who is a dentist, and he then reached out to him to ask if he had some lead aprons Corey could borrow, and he did! As he shared with the kids tonight how good things are going for him and Ethan, Corey told them "I've never seen commitment to God and his gospel NOT work in improving people's lives." Then explained that the greatest variable is whether we really are drawing closer to God, or if we just <i>think</i> we're doing everything when we're actually not giving 100%. Two years ago, when <a href="https://thewridefamily.blogspot.com/2022/01/reverse-diabetes.html">Corey saw a note from 6 months prior that told him he was pre-diabetic</a>, he was shocked cause he <i>felt </i>like he was a healthy person. "Surely you're not talking about me! True, I can't tell you the last time I exercised in the past 5-10 years... but I <i>consider </i>myself healthy!" Just cause we see ourselves as healthy or righteous doesn't mean that we're doing everything we should be doing, or that there's not room for improvement. Ethan said, after the first few days of the Nazarite Vow, he was surprised to realize he actually had NOT been doing that great in offering earnest prayers, reading his scriptures, or attending the temple. Keeping score on ourselves helps. When Ethan's friend <a href="https://thewridefamily.blogspot.com/2020/02/busy-music-weekend-concerto-and-flute.html">Truman</a> heard of Eth's temple attendance commitment, he was amazed... "How do you find the time?!" Ethan replied "Well, you watched that youtube movie yesterday for over an hour..." Ethan has cut out time killers, like all social media (that's one of his vow goals), and when you do that, it's amazing to find how much time those things suck away from your day. So, good job Ethan and Corey! They are really striving to follow God, and that's set a good example for all of us to work harder to follow, too. </p>Tiffaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14508201361489460187noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2621250205758642147.post-17108737494569024902024-02-21T13:47:00.000-08:002024-02-23T16:24:56.580-08:00Feeling Better<p>Peter has had croup since Saturday, but I am happy to report that he is feeling much better today. We are very grateful. He actually walked downstairs on his own early this morning at 6 am! And he ate some food! As much as his shrunken stomach could handle. Then he went upstairs, said "I'm full..." and took a short nap. He came downstairs AGAIN at lunch time!</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9xg8fNxfzJk1DWUhoBo9pTxflPlyvoJ-HvAmgNyw5asl4aWLvztksHdCKaBhwn28fYQLoOoXQ3SziBefD1E8cFGc9AgQm-2blHG3J5JfyFmOhyphenhyphen1QdSWYMfSIOqJyvi6KLXnmZZe8eBJ7IwgReYD2zn2zyFcIn4qFxSEN_5vQfqwGY0ekwHe_DYgX6J6Pt/s4032/IMG_3119.HEIC" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3024" data-original-width="4032" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9xg8fNxfzJk1DWUhoBo9pTxflPlyvoJ-HvAmgNyw5asl4aWLvztksHdCKaBhwn28fYQLoOoXQ3SziBefD1E8cFGc9AgQm-2blHG3J5JfyFmOhyphenhyphen1QdSWYMfSIOqJyvi6KLXnmZZe8eBJ7IwgReYD2zn2zyFcIn4qFxSEN_5vQfqwGY0ekwHe_DYgX6J6Pt/s320/IMG_3119.HEIC" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">We've tried to keep Katharine away from him over the past 4 days... I hope he's not still contagious, cause after his nap, they were briefly sitting together in the chair in our room. Katharine woke up super early this morning, but I had to take carpool so I left her with Sophi and Natalie. When I came back from carpool and climbing, she was asleep in her bed, aww...</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEitGdQB0idznLbJ2Yki1gxZkb94rigOJKC8k-PKMbNKuPac6NJYCY-MNpJxn4GDlndPIli2DF-OEaBatuhQh_LnNs7bMezaL2pcUnCpurmzS9Lq8kPNsMdhM1C-mJQTU0RJbt5G1T4FgBLFYlnTxJALgTpeDLTkGuI7am44RncBFzRnOYP1TODK3FJSpSCN/s4032/IMG_3118.HEIC" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3024" data-original-width="4032" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEitGdQB0idznLbJ2Yki1gxZkb94rigOJKC8k-PKMbNKuPac6NJYCY-MNpJxn4GDlndPIli2DF-OEaBatuhQh_LnNs7bMezaL2pcUnCpurmzS9Lq8kPNsMdhM1C-mJQTU0RJbt5G1T4FgBLFYlnTxJALgTpeDLTkGuI7am44RncBFzRnOYP1TODK3FJSpSCN/s320/IMG_3118.HEIC" width="320" /></a></div><p>We're really hoping she does not get what Peter got. Yesterday he was laying on the floor like this sleeping pretty much all day with a temperature that was fluctuating between 100.4 - 101.7.</p></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_JkFpR15oRIMjWblSHuvJRb28OE5qdT_NQHSavDxvzk8vLX50NWUdfMyLY-DQIiI-ATnVu9uY7cVr0I02jL8AAZJLhPGCfCcJyMhwQlxNjGLbm83DWe2LxmFKY-VV1rZh1vyBka2uWQzrP4JV_z61gEVy5tagcvuMxwDkg_P72eZy87LMdtrkgN1AwNl7/s4032/IMG_3104.HEIC" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_JkFpR15oRIMjWblSHuvJRb28OE5qdT_NQHSavDxvzk8vLX50NWUdfMyLY-DQIiI-ATnVu9uY7cVr0I02jL8AAZJLhPGCfCcJyMhwQlxNjGLbm83DWe2LxmFKY-VV1rZh1vyBka2uWQzrP4JV_z61gEVy5tagcvuMxwDkg_P72eZy87LMdtrkgN1AwNl7/s320/IMG_3104.HEIC" width="240" /></a></div><div>He would open his eyes now and then and we'd offer him fruit snacks, orange slices, anything... but he usually said "No thanks..." I read online that it's good to just let them sleep - it's just their body fighting the infection. But he hardly ate anything yesterday, and he's already a pretty skinny kid... He didn't have much to go on... On Sunday, when he was absent from our family feast, some of the kids expressed that Peter must be feeling sad for missing out on the fun. Joseph and Ethan quickly responded "I bet he's LOVING it! Watching movies all day? Eating popsicles? Free reign on the ipad?" then they wistfully remembered their youth and both said "I loved being sick when I was a kid!" Corey did give him a small lego set on Sunday night to try and get him awake and playing. Aaand I gave him another one today as a reward for eating all his pb&j. Peter asked me if he gets to keep the lego sets when he's not sick anymore. Yes, you can keep them Peter, but I will not be giving you more lego sets in the future just for eating your lunch. We're making a kindness exception at the moment. Another note of good news is that I found Tiny's stuffed animal, known as Tiny's Tiny, that we got at the DI a few weeks ago to replace Tiny until we find him. I can't believe we lost him again. After buying this small replacement, we promptly also lost him. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh5nAbc3b0BfFvyF5VQabND9wZBRapqztbnY9qgLSLrnLOjHj6s-fXvk5LjQMgwgPJJoOPC6C8N-TfVNj-EYg0v7Cmz3t_NRkIAzvkHPte8hE8X1qJAol7OLB0fhzyOcvzXd0j9MxiigZFlSNT5e5cg-KqF25J-3XdrTRt_7p-YKu2ZPD30CPt7gnakPkci/s320/IMG_3114.HEIC" style="color: #0000ee;" width="240" /></div><div>I found him today in (drumroll) the boys toy box! Who knew it would be a place where toys <i>should </i>be! All this time I'd been searching in blankets, pillows, and cracks around the boys bunk bed. So I'm glad we found Tiny's Tiny, AND on Monday I also found my large scripture quad that I misplaced sometime in October/November... I hadn't seen it anywhere for months and was confused at how I could lose such a large set of scriptures. On Monday when I was driving home from climbing, in a quiet car, I was thinking about them once again and wondering where in the world they could be... and the only place that I hadn't really looked was in Corey's office. So I got home, walked straight into Corey's office, looked in boxes in the closet, around shelves, in the filing cabinet, and then as I was looking under the desk, where there are several saxophone cases, I noticed another black bag... a little luggage one that looks like ones I use for my carry on during trips... I opened it up, and it's contents looked familiar - the Happiness Makeover book was inside, along with a New Testament Come Follow Me orange book, and I knew I'd found them. I opened the other side of the bag, and there they were. I must have gone to work in Corey's office once, taken my bag in with me, along with my laptop perhaps? And then when I left I only took my laptop and forgot about my bag under the desk. SO - mystery solved! I am so grateful I found these! I had ALL my notes and highlights in here from the whole time I had taught Gospel Doctrine, for the Doctrine and Covenants, Old Testament, and New Testament. I'm so relieved this book isn't lost. I'm not going to lose it again! I often misplace books, cause I'll take them with me in the car on long trips and small errands, in case I get a moment to read, and then they'll slide and go under the chair or who knows what else, they'll go missing from my view and I'll forget where I last had them. I need to probably work out a better system for my hopes of doing some light reading. Anyway, yay. Abi made dinner last night - Make your own tortillas</div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhMmthyzZIjcOwOT42VSVwW_0lbMZAxiMx9sBxlS1bMxaFx4OQwdMUooxS089w3fG0foNRZoJwu6X8GCX_GvRefZbPQkPu8yILAGMgH5EOoo5zTu-PEFSjXNpQ711O7zUQz54v5HZ8VsiyfZfPB7nVcwBSfM4N29os4xHdGlW9yn-wgsYD0hPgHW9AyWER1/s4032/IMG_3105.HEIC" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhMmthyzZIjcOwOT42VSVwW_0lbMZAxiMx9sBxlS1bMxaFx4OQwdMUooxS089w3fG0foNRZoJwu6X8GCX_GvRefZbPQkPu8yILAGMgH5EOoo5zTu-PEFSjXNpQ711O7zUQz54v5HZ8VsiyfZfPB7nVcwBSfM4N29os4xHdGlW9yn-wgsYD0hPgHW9AyWER1/s320/IMG_3105.HEIC" width="240" /></a></div>She always makes it look so pretty and uses so many bowls, but that's ok cause I've been slacking on dishes and I haven't cleaned in the kitchen much lately... not sure what's wrong with me. I am glad the kids usually cover for me since evening isn't my favorite time to make food or eat. Tonight Lily made dinner while I was out on a bike ride. Took the opportunity cause the sky was half clear and it looked nice outside. I just biked up the canyon road. Was 41 degrees, and it got colder and foggy-er as I got further up the canyon. It was wet. Not raining, just went from snow melting. The wet ground wasn't a problem on the slow climb up the canyon, but it did make it hard to see on the fast ride down, when the water and the salt from the snow melt that covered the roads sprayed all over my face from my tires turning quickly around. It gave me lots of dirty freckles!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi8hWdnSbHXeB5NT22xSH-KkUo8ET8z6iokEE5b8MuJz6kzezb8w7adxQQKByOfUBwa1EE4ULl2_-25z-dIzhdgtV63hKAmS34t6cqmce2l7AaTynsgPzmWz7DTAaELPyEHgfRFmS2rTmM0rbz9kQXBQ8V6dtJBoFIInCp_AhEN2PvPvgc_0OFYawPkqRuX/s3088/IMG_3124.HEIC" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3088" data-original-width="2316" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi8hWdnSbHXeB5NT22xSH-KkUo8ET8z6iokEE5b8MuJz6kzezb8w7adxQQKByOfUBwa1EE4ULl2_-25z-dIzhdgtV63hKAmS34t6cqmce2l7AaTynsgPzmWz7DTAaELPyEHgfRFmS2rTmM0rbz9kQXBQ8V6dtJBoFIInCp_AhEN2PvPvgc_0OFYawPkqRuX/s320/IMG_3124.HEIC" width="240" /></a></div><div>Note to self for next time: wear glasses if you want to be able to see!</div>Tiffaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14508201361489460187noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2621250205758642147.post-23472314475083775642024-02-19T20:03:00.000-08:002024-02-21T13:10:44.997-08:0025 Years<p>Today is our happy anniversary. 25 years of wedded bliss and a crazy amount of kids has been a ton of fun! Joseph let us know that <a href="http://www.anniversary.us.com/25thanniversary.html">25 years is a Silver anniversary</a>. So I guess our children should have bought us some silver gifts or something? 50 years is Golden anniversary. I don't know who made up <a href="http://www.anniversary.us.com/traditionalanniversarygifts.html">these rules</a>... Anyway, here are a few stats - </p><p></p><ul style="text-align: left;"><li>32 years since our first date - May 15, 1992</li><li>29 years since our first kiss</li><li>25 years of marriage</li><li>24 years of diapers</li><li>13 kids - JMEHWALSNODPK, also known as <a href="https://thewridefamily.blogspot.com/2018/06/some-more-lasts-for-joseph.html">Joseph</a>, <a href="https://thewridefamily.blogspot.com/2014/03/concert-characters.html">Melodie</a>, <a href="https://thewridefamily.blogspot.com/2016/03/o-jose.html">Ethan</a>, <a href="https://thewridefamily.blogspot.com/2010/08/fill-in-blank-vs-hyrum.html">Hyrum</a>, <a href="https://thewridefamily.blogspot.com/2007/05/brazil-07-rio-and-birthday-bbq.html">Wesley</a>, <a href="https://thewridefamily.blogspot.com/2010/12/parent-trap.html">Abigail</a>, <a href="https://thewridefamily.blogspot.com/2014/01/trophies.html">Lilian</a>, <a href="https://thewridefamily.blogspot.com/2012/08/one-little-monkey.html">Sophia</a>, <a href="https://thewridefamily.blogspot.com/2017/11/sweet-trick-or-treaters.html">Natalie</a>, <a href="https://thewridefamily.blogspot.com/2017/09/cutest-little-boys-ever.html">Owen</a>, <a href="https://thewridefamily.blogspot.com/2016/12/three-months-old.html">Daniel</a>, <a href="https://thewridefamily.blogspot.com/2019/01/so-cute.html">Peter</a>, <a href="https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xcgdRbuEluY">Katharine</a></li><li>11 houses (Orem basement, BYU green basement, Pink house on 10th east, Wyview, <a href="https://thewridefamily.blogspot.com/2023/04/gathered-throughout-world.html">Centreville VA</a>, the <a href="https://thewridefamily.blogspot.com/2007/02/brazil-07-flight-down.html">Chacara</a> in <a href="https://thewridefamily.blogspot.com/2015/04/barao-geraldo.html">Barão Geraldo</a> Brazil, <a href="https://thewridefamily.blogspot.com/2010/09/one-week-left.html">Crosswood House</a>, <a href="https://thewridefamily.blogspot.com/search?q=villareal">Villareal Costa Rica</a>, <a href="https://thewridefamily.blogspot.com/2010/12/santiago-city.html">Santiago</a> Chile</li><li> Current corner of heaven, Campinas Brazil, back to Granite home sweet home)</li><li>10 years of <a href="https://thewridefamily.blogspot.com/2016/08/next-month.html">pregnancy</a> </li><li>10 moves</li><li>8 cars (Helen's Oldsmobile, Pathfinder, White Van, <a href="https://thewridefamily.blogspot.com/2018/09/moon-and-van.html">Chrysler Van</a>, <a href="https://thewridefamily.blogspot.com/2012/01/imagination-and-batmobile.html">Hyundai</a>, <a href="https://thewridefamily.blogspot.com/2017/02/fender-bender.html">Fiesta</a>, <a href="https://thewridefamily.blogspot.com/2018/08/new-van.html">Odyssey</a>, Pilot)</li><li>4 countries</li></ul><p></p><div style="text-align: center;">Junior Prom 1992</div><div style="text-align: center;">"Forever Young"</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjaQ_b9HFKIq5dvfm7HM_79dw6ikO3ZhXinJ4z2BJ9yjYKs-UEE6WhJMOKs1xBgGu4larnTg1XOgYKvDYH51JazUXDK3v6vaCR5c4KRoBstC2gnoqGKxRbiszVrP5xcrdllMLg08NLnHYQ/s1600/20170516_095641%255B1%255D.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjaQ_b9HFKIq5dvfm7HM_79dw6ikO3ZhXinJ4z2BJ9yjYKs-UEE6WhJMOKs1xBgGu4larnTg1XOgYKvDYH51JazUXDK3v6vaCR5c4KRoBstC2gnoqGKxRbiszVrP5xcrdllMLg08NLnHYQ/s320/20170516_095641%255B1%255D.jpg" width="240" /></a></div><p>So another year down, an eternity to look forward to! We are taking a rain check on our anniversary date. We might try to sneak away this weekend? But Corey might be going to Arizona for his aunts funeral. Perhaps after the wedding? We didn't do anything today because Peter is sick and we didn’t want to leave him to go skiing or anything. <br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjFgxNMGgcZvU84d-f29kHhQYxNjQxhTC-p969GYwiqFk30NDcSQ4h8I0AyZRbf0GQGhmFiJ7KaBV8ohtKjNqBEkRb0phHMkpaAUmRtzdbhyAEwwTkEJKVy0ALL80rUGlIOFfmLH7-3eNXL9hWb3xqbj5_7J27IzC-on4nGD9pn1uOY81XpdgjiH3cGX9ZG/s4032/IMG_3102.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3024" data-original-width="4032" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjFgxNMGgcZvU84d-f29kHhQYxNjQxhTC-p969GYwiqFk30NDcSQ4h8I0AyZRbf0GQGhmFiJ7KaBV8ohtKjNqBEkRb0phHMkpaAUmRtzdbhyAEwwTkEJKVy0ALL80rUGlIOFfmLH7-3eNXL9hWb3xqbj5_7J27IzC-on4nGD9pn1uOY81XpdgjiH3cGX9ZG/s320/IMG_3102.jpeg" width="320" /></a></div>(And Corey lent out his skis to a friend anyway...) Corey's been working from home in our bedroom, where he has been sitting as a vigilant sentinel over Peter's current health status. Peter's been coughing, watching Mandalorian, taking baths, and eating bread with Nutella. Joseph and Mel were here this morning, Mel did all the dishes from yesterday, for which I gifted her one of the feast's leftover bags of strawberry yogurt covered pretzels. They headed out around noon, Mel went with J in his car. Hyrum is still here and will be borrowing Mel's car to drive up to Rexburg tomorrow. He's taking her car so he can come back down for the wedding in two weeks. I think I'm in denial about the amount of urgency I should be feeling about wedding prep stuff. Last minute panic should be hitting me soon. Hyrum's siblings enjoyed having him (and his phone) around today - <div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjbtzjYRboAZShcckbHbbzM9A2T-WX7-fU_vwCfSkK5BKeGQDAmAbRvlDKYps3b10gua5yT7b-FuCEnyXNFQ_c1SwG5VIcaOuzB_ZvGtA8GYA1twYaeCAyQnYqgyYy3jBjhKBdlv0wymjcFuirY8qifVCLAqnfP7-dQc9PxJavdEVeRmdqXw7pUKOKhvjyI/s4032/IMG_3011.HEIC" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3024" data-original-width="4032" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjbtzjYRboAZShcckbHbbzM9A2T-WX7-fU_vwCfSkK5BKeGQDAmAbRvlDKYps3b10gua5yT7b-FuCEnyXNFQ_c1SwG5VIcaOuzB_ZvGtA8GYA1twYaeCAyQnYqgyYy3jBjhKBdlv0wymjcFuirY8qifVCLAqnfP7-dQc9PxJavdEVeRmdqXw7pUKOKhvjyI/s320/IMG_3011.HEIC" width="320" /></a></div>There they are, wasting time on screens again... None of them have been very productive. For the past few weeks, I've been taking phones away from Lily and Sophi after they get home from school, but when it's a holiday it throws me off cause they had them most of they day until my after school alarm went off. So then I took their phones, and I got a kick out of Sophi's alarm to practice violin...<br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbrHeLjk8WueuYYOrQEXY2uW8BuMvm3TW08i7JPfK2KDIluMYdc3QHuSh3AesuToYVaRGre3oysHnB8O6COW7rG7YnElko_TxUwi6HpQ_wiT2cu3v6tXmcZ7OUvS-tdmrtnZvyqzfKIaHdl8QA6-Y1uubSOvdibTZTPfmCCOkfMjQZFa8Dxc3STmaEUT0k/s4032/IMG_3009.HEIC" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbrHeLjk8WueuYYOrQEXY2uW8BuMvm3TW08i7JPfK2KDIluMYdc3QHuSh3AesuToYVaRGre3oysHnB8O6COW7rG7YnElko_TxUwi6HpQ_wiT2cu3v6tXmcZ7OUvS-tdmrtnZvyqzfKIaHdl8QA6-Y1uubSOvdibTZTPfmCCOkfMjQZFa8Dxc3STmaEUT0k/s320/IMG_3009.HEIC" width="240" /></a></div>So yeah, we just hung around here at home today. So what will the next 25 years bring? I'm excited to find out! Here is how we celebrated our love over the past 25 years. <p>1999 - Marriage - Honeymoon at the Homestead in Midway, Utah (Dinner at the Lion House)</p><p>2000 - 1 Year, went Blue Boar Inn in Midway, Utah (Dinner at the Roof and the Blue Boar Inn)</p><p>2001 - 2 years, went to the Worldmark resort at Wolf Creek in Eden, Ogden Canyon, Utah</p><p>2002 - 3 years - Pepperdine Weekend at Malibu, California (Corey was there being recruited for his MBA so we turned it into a trip) I was 8 months pregnant with Ethan.</p><p>2003 - 4 years - Wharton Visit in Philadelphia, Pennsylvania and trip to Washington DC</p><p>2004 - 5 years - Homestead in Midway, Utah </p><p>2005 - 6 years - Hotel Monaco at Salt Lake City, Utah (Dinner at the Roof)</p><p>2006 - 7 years - JW Marriott and Teotihuacan in Mexico City, Mexico, with baby Wesley in tow</p><p><a href="https://thewridefamily.blogspot.com/2007/02/brazil-07-anniversary.html" target="_blank">2007</a> - 8 years, Barao Geraldo Chacara in Campinas, Sao Paulo Brazil. We had just moved to Brazil for our first adventure and Corey spent the day looking for a car with a friend, and I spent it with his friend's wife learning Portuguese. </p><p>2008 - 2010 - undocumented here on the blog, so sad. We were living in Sandy in the Crosswood house at the time... him, I'll have to go break out the scrapbooks to remember what we did.</p><p>2011 - 12 years - in <a href="http://thewridefamily.blogspot.com/2011/02/happy-anniversary-to-us.html">Chile, took little Abi to the ER</a> after getting her finger slammed in a door by the wind in our windy apartment.</p><p>2012 - 13 years - <a href="http://thewridefamily.blogspot.com/2012/02/13-years.html">Skiing and The Roof with baby Sophi</a></p><p>2013 - 14 years - a romantic <a href="http://thewridefamily.blogspot.com/2013/02/14-years.html">dinner for 10</a>, went to Park City, kids stayed with Corey's parents, bought red flower framed pictures.</p><p><a href="http://thewridefamily.blogspot.com/2014/02/15-years.html" target="_blank">2014</a> - 15 years - <a href="http://thewridefamily.blogspot.com/2014/02/solitude.html">Skiing at Solitude</a></p><p><a href="https://thewridefamily.blogspot.com/2015/02/16-years_19.html" target="_blank">2015</a> - 16 years - <a href="https://thewridefamily.blogspot.com/2015/02/getaway.html">Dinner at the Garden Restaurant, Night at Grand America</a>, pregnant with Owen</p><p><a href="https://thewridefamily.blogspot.com/2016/02/17-years-of-us.html" target="_blank">2016</a> - 17 years, Corey and I took a little early<a href="https://thewridefamily.blogspot.com/2016/01/ko-olina-hawaii.html"> anniversary trip to Hawaii</a> in Jan, found out we're expecting again, Feb we had our <a href="https://thewridefamily.blogspot.com/2016/02/valentines-day-dinner.html">anniversary family dinner</a></p><p><a href="https://thewridefamily.blogspot.com/2017/02/18-years-of-us.html" target="_blank">2017</a> - 18 years - I uploaded our <a href="https://youtu.be/-qbl4JHzpg8?si=uTp7QKS0e7KLxjVn">wedding video to Youtube</a>, went to <a href="https://thewridefamily.blogspot.com/2017/02/in-san-diego.html">San Diego</a> and <a href="https://thewridefamily.blogspot.com/2017/02/tijuana-temple.html">Tijuana</a></p><p><a href="https://thewridefamily.blogspot.com/2018/02/19-years-of-us_19.html" target="_blank">2018</a> - 19 years of family pictures, big <a href="https://thewridefamily.blogspot.com/2018/02/snowy-days.html">snow storm</a> on our anniversary</p><p><a href="https://thewridefamily.blogspot.com/2019/02/20-years.html">2019</a> - 20 years - <a href="https://thewridefamily.blogspot.com/2019/02/night-away.html">Grand America</a> with baby Peter and <a href="https://thewridefamily.blogspot.com/2019/02/anniversary-skiing.html">night skiing at Brighton</a>. I made a list of 12 kids, 10 moves, 7 cars, 4 countries, and 2500+ blog posts</p><p><a href="https://thewridefamily.blogspot.com/2020/02/21-years_19.html">2020</a> - 21 years <a href="https://thewridefamily.blogspot.com/2020/02/anniversary-getaway.html">Bed and Breakfast fail, then Hotel Monaco</a>, <a href="https://thewridefamily.blogspot.com/2020/02/fancy-family-breakfast-and-toddler.html">family breakfast feast</a>, 21 years and a little trivia</p><p><a href="https://thewridefamily.blogspot.com/2021/02/22-years.html">2021</a> - 22 years <a href="https://thewridefamily.blogspot.com/2021/02/jackson-hole.html">Jackson Hole</a> and <a href="https://thewridefamily.blogspot.com/2021/02/grand-targhee.html">Grand Targhee</a> anniversary Ski Trip turned Family ski trip, Wasatch Broiler for lunch, Tuscany for dinner, <a href="https://thewridefamily.blogspot.com/2021/02/february-family-feast.html">family dinner</a></p><p><a href="http://thewridefamily.blogspot.com/2022/02/23-years.html">2022</a> - 23 years - Skiing at Brighton and dinner at LaCaille, <a href="http://thewridefamily.blogspot.com/2022/02/anniversary-feast.html">7th annual Anniversary feast</a><br /></p><p><a href="https://thewridefamily.blogspot.com/2023/02/24-years.html">2023</a> - 24 years, Night at Wolfcreek, Skiing at <a href="https://thewridefamily.blogspot.com/2023/02/anniversary-ski-trip.html">Snowbasin</a>, Dinner at Miyazaki, <a href="https://loveyourcuerpo.blogspot.com/2023/02/feb-13-18.html">Climbing at Momentum</a>, <a href="https://thewridefamily.blogspot.com/2023/02/24-years.html">Illustrated book by Mel and Lily, anniversary feast</a></p><p>2024 - Silver Anniversary! Peter sick, <a href="https://thewridefamily.blogspot.com/2024/02/family-anniversary-dinner.html">anniversary feast</a></p></div>Tiffaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14508201361489460187noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2621250205758642147.post-65695707258920898312024-02-18T19:04:00.000-08:002024-02-18T19:04:37.252-08:00Family Anniversary Dinner<p>Today we had our Family Anniversary Feast! It's a tradition that we all enjoy. </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh1Twsracw6TIAdLgGn9h0HsNUiA4k5wJzoj0sQ9C1JXAGbqj9jUzbFf9YSrCqpKiXeNbQ2ICT9g2_j0IEqefnbB1WpsU2DsyLn7p6Q0wufFkW46AFxO1vMCdPHLWk7wTEQMAj6jtDr_E5Qu2-Hv85gxPFZ5x3tp9UAs8QMaJ1eA-l4xWBGUdd-dHuGYBbp/s4032/IMG_2994.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3024" data-original-width="4032" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh1Twsracw6TIAdLgGn9h0HsNUiA4k5wJzoj0sQ9C1JXAGbqj9jUzbFf9YSrCqpKiXeNbQ2ICT9g2_j0IEqefnbB1WpsU2DsyLn7p6Q0wufFkW46AFxO1vMCdPHLWk7wTEQMAj6jtDr_E5Qu2-Hv85gxPFZ5x3tp9UAs8QMaJ1eA-l4xWBGUdd-dHuGYBbp/s320/IMG_2994.jpeg" width="320" /></a></div>Feasts from previous years: <a href="https://thewridefamily.blogspot.com/2023/02/24-years.html">2023</a>, <a href="https://thewridefamily.blogspot.com/2022/02/anniversary-feast.html">2022</a>, <a href="https://thewridefamily.blogspot.com/2021/02/february-family-feast.html">2021</a>, <a href="https://thewridefamily.blogspot.com/2020/02/fancy-family-breakfast-and-toddler.html" target="_blank">2020</a>, missed a few years, <a href="https://thewridefamily.blogspot.com/2016/02/valentines-day-dinner.html">2016</a>, <a href="https://thewridefamily.blogspot.com/2015/02/february-party.html" target="_blank">2015</a>, <a href="http://thewridefamily.blogspot.com/2014/02/february-party.html" target="_blank">2014</a>, and the first year of this tradition in <a href="https://thewridefamily.blogspot.com/2013/02/14-years.html" target="_blank">2013</a>) I ran into Costco for all the food yesterday on our way back from Bella's bridal shower in Logan. Then after we got home, I left again to see if I could have any luck thrifting before our party. I was mostly looking for wedding clothes, but I also had our anniversary feast on my mind, so when I saw this full red pant suit at kid to kid, I just had to get it. <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1132" data-original-width="750" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgmK4W_lPtyW-MLfdUM2-FHYOhhuPnpHWjuuqBT7VMU76uYWVBg9bOfIhMAKH6BHuS2nKr5NlQzqD3QHOeiz44ZoYvbBmhu13cuvyJWrp6jaUAr-TxA4TgOvBEfgCtLCbAiFaPaP2E4ysBCUFJH24IcZejPLxJbqhzz3djtT7Oynpio__YCu4RYUel6spl6/s320/IMG_2999.jpeg" style="color: #0000ee;" width="212" /></div><div>Yes, I think Sophi's outfit will be one of the things that will be remembered from this year. She made an impression when she made her reveal in the red high heels (also a thrift find from last night) with the evening light shining through the windows, she looked like a girl on fire. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEihhV21m-PPBH2sYWJxbX6XhD1t1j5KkgwrD9-g1mXe5sP2cfNvtoQ5s5n3Ff2pod6C-UHyvGoWVGzyHEfGJmkXPpxO0bAB7-C-827wIdPf2LM4bUXVlOWnAPTfJcuzvy4cbsTGE8rVG0G2GR_RVzk0WWPH96v9AJyY7rGLQ0xASQLyG7wSywlagt3pnOTa/s320/IMG_2976.jpeg" style="color: #0000ee;" width="240" /></div>Peter has been sick with croup, so he didn't join us at the table or in the group photo this year. Corey has had Peter quarantined in our bedroom for the past 36 hours. And, since Peter was sick and Corey was with him, the boys didn't leave the house while we prepared the food and decorations like they usually do. That made things a bit less fun, cause they were all hovering and wondering when it was time to eat, and when they'd poke their heads in to check the status of things, they'd sneak a shrimp or take a few grapes or a spoonful of mashed potatoes and I would tell them "NO! Stop eating! Not yet!" but they'd do it again and again. So yeah, note to self, next year, they gotta leave! I think we'll also go for a later time next year. Today was at 4, and the sun was shining, so the candles and white lights didn't have their ambiance affect. But it was still good. Time to finally sit and eat~ Kids gathered round... left to right: Mel, Hyrum, Abi, Sophi, Daniel...<div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJ4L0_qzcaCFJLjPx6_529woYD2YhO-yqavls4ow1g5S-dgaLlFSw7ol-jTdLvbHUaINifVVsolcFoNB4_-zKX2VrsRJ39w0OBrne-9QnZk9ZaIK3Hn4WoPZx_BYO4kqfvkV1F1Bg0tEYuHm5XYSNFso7_qg0h4HT9xfP9jls95yPK_Hv_OnjQtRvQZcOg/s4032/IMG_2980.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3024" data-original-width="4032" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJ4L0_qzcaCFJLjPx6_529woYD2YhO-yqavls4ow1g5S-dgaLlFSw7ol-jTdLvbHUaINifVVsolcFoNB4_-zKX2VrsRJ39w0OBrne-9QnZk9ZaIK3Hn4WoPZx_BYO4kqfvkV1F1Bg0tEYuHm5XYSNFso7_qg0h4HT9xfP9jls95yPK_Hv_OnjQtRvQZcOg/s320/IMG_2980.jpeg" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Owen, Daniel, Lily, Ethan, Joseph...</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3024" data-original-width="4032" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhU7DPi63hM64HsxS1sEBxQP7W9ytrV_Oej26cUHyjRKsj4rgKYb52LTCvueom0n5-gVbzwajb8C7wvGXgpFtG-QWvjNK6PKKZrOufA6Fbd6GRZ6-mS0mb5lZs-4Nn7rJt6ckFeYvzTZCeYwPDzK7HvFlHID4A74NZ2MmS9Zu3D8AA8-w9kaueSiYUZNoov/s320/IMG_2978.jpeg" style="color: #0000ee;" width="320" /></div><div>Selfie of Corey and I (he's wearing the bowtie he wore on our first date!)</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgY9X8ovhSUV0NifYMOn7MuQec1djBP83EP3vjVIOow9j5rwGkJpEsdFxwFVIgQ-PiSKCc5DwyYPP1hx67TqoDfvmhvoxt7YUC0mOB24zxjuMbHpes1FsglaAJM5V3h45669cJus7rxM6AsdDY13QqLqS7oPtNBHGYkYEIG_swnwLvdIfxBERNeM9vSSdfh/s4032/IMG_2982.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3024" data-original-width="4032" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgY9X8ovhSUV0NifYMOn7MuQec1djBP83EP3vjVIOow9j5rwGkJpEsdFxwFVIgQ-PiSKCc5DwyYPP1hx67TqoDfvmhvoxt7YUC0mOB24zxjuMbHpes1FsglaAJM5V3h45669cJus7rxM6AsdDY13QqLqS7oPtNBHGYkYEIG_swnwLvdIfxBERNeM9vSSdfh/s320/IMG_2982.jpeg" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">and just some of our many blessings!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgv_jQyBIsORfblxWsn8P1_gSPa0nx4eK0odpGwGsFdW72DNmQ_2V7Otljfr3AdRFdn_ikTFevkYxlZIecBYeUoCLL_avyCKCfvuNTlyE76xGDtWPguz7JroTCPVCT9xDmBRDMNc8_7VOd_fzm0bZVSgkumDjM5mSEZvjcRuH0gtsbjAPsM_DNc3RcwQKWK/s4032/IMG_2981.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3024" data-original-width="4032" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgv_jQyBIsORfblxWsn8P1_gSPa0nx4eK0odpGwGsFdW72DNmQ_2V7Otljfr3AdRFdn_ikTFevkYxlZIecBYeUoCLL_avyCKCfvuNTlyE76xGDtWPguz7JroTCPVCT9xDmBRDMNc8_7VOd_fzm0bZVSgkumDjM5mSEZvjcRuH0gtsbjAPsM_DNc3RcwQKWK/s320/IMG_2981.jpeg" width="320" /></a></div>A dollop of whipped cream with some berries for a plate decoration as we sit and visit for a moment - <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi9Alzk6NIU5JUEVpCt3wHNy9KRtXDn9QLPu9i6ugiAnAcIVYiPr_G27QieKdYL3n7IWV6CNQ_2LPER6jneqYMyFFYFo0hyj8qYzwQDvqWIRqqp_g9CaSguSbpw9BuVG-h0tjZlKFerX_if51ReamgYKJo3eoqJnppqzLifg-4_1-Sa5h5eEfMrDsLE0OR2/s4032/IMG_2984.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi9Alzk6NIU5JUEVpCt3wHNy9KRtXDn9QLPu9i6ugiAnAcIVYiPr_G27QieKdYL3n7IWV6CNQ_2LPER6jneqYMyFFYFo0hyj8qYzwQDvqWIRqqp_g9CaSguSbpw9BuVG-h0tjZlKFerX_if51ReamgYKJo3eoqJnppqzLifg-4_1-Sa5h5eEfMrDsLE0OR2/s320/IMG_2984.jpeg" width="240" /></a></div>Then it was time to feast! The menu this year was similar to last years - <br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhGMHsPmeVOq4tZ-J_vX9kmNzifTcqTUnvPailC6OwDeGEztzLHK-O0QgAwfSDOFEkC1T4TNQGqroanFmuwxEnrZIuYmGrkCfRtxC2j2r_KGOjd7xAEevomtraoKH3bbqOJrhX46B9l9MyabpXYf8B1TAD_7IJgZ5ExTaLRsVY8dz6KA22RYf41VjJtj_R4/s4032/IMG_2985.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhGMHsPmeVOq4tZ-J_vX9kmNzifTcqTUnvPailC6OwDeGEztzLHK-O0QgAwfSDOFEkC1T4TNQGqroanFmuwxEnrZIuYmGrkCfRtxC2j2r_KGOjd7xAEevomtraoKH3bbqOJrhX46B9l9MyabpXYf8B1TAD_7IJgZ5ExTaLRsVY8dz6KA22RYf41VjJtj_R4/s320/IMG_2985.jpeg" width="240" /></a></div>Salmon, mashed potatoes, beet kale salad, shrimp, apple sparkling cider...<br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjg3JG291WCCFDVzAyc0jCu7mFp-TrC0cnvflsNCEqjpDOv3v1OkVidIXYlwsbm2xzysDbsnefg8axSk5DnI5LkeJdqJPHJuh09QeB8PooO1lIDaZ5ExnXwvW8m7xKbGY6B5NCETjA4vPWvbMXco0I8Uy1IVfyA1L0t2_N_u4P27lSaE2puBVV83rZj9QLO/s4032/IMG_2986.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3024" data-original-width="4032" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjg3JG291WCCFDVzAyc0jCu7mFp-TrC0cnvflsNCEqjpDOv3v1OkVidIXYlwsbm2xzysDbsnefg8axSk5DnI5LkeJdqJPHJuh09QeB8PooO1lIDaZ5ExnXwvW8m7xKbGY6B5NCETjA4vPWvbMXco0I8Uy1IVfyA1L0t2_N_u4P27lSaE2puBVV83rZj9QLO/s320/IMG_2986.jpeg" width="320" /></a></div>The entrees of the happy couple...<br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgEAJgjrtTI-A650lFuE0pGG5r_k5mYDaVqJd1a77xXK26JuCSH3xlsXPJYkCDuWF4Kvf2aJ8k2DFjOucjzdLVznTddB6S2_hfeAkxBKeDmIcEXjF0JtUEMjrtv3HbzlCdAFziz2FV82Tgjuk6M6Lq5T3tP0LSbDYOODBvuSZVzm3P-e0saMHkFKX_2uqMl/s4032/IMG_2987.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3024" data-original-width="4032" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgEAJgjrtTI-A650lFuE0pGG5r_k5mYDaVqJd1a77xXK26JuCSH3xlsXPJYkCDuWF4Kvf2aJ8k2DFjOucjzdLVznTddB6S2_hfeAkxBKeDmIcEXjF0JtUEMjrtv3HbzlCdAFziz2FV82Tgjuk6M6Lq5T3tP0LSbDYOODBvuSZVzm3P-e0saMHkFKX_2uqMl/s320/IMG_2987.jpeg" width="320" /></a></div>So Peter was upstairs all day, watching veggie tales and playing fruit ninja. Katharine was also asleep as we started...<br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEixutUXNwozTVyYeS2kHROe17CU1fr6sICh8knSLx0Pd_56QPuksrGBNoiuwzQN-D1Ywyu5yHPUbU9QXF-GzWZ0qX0w63BWT7J4QdNns6yMe_LHbd14D1pID1IqsV3Di02982ooK0LffExs5i5VIEaFaV4ftV4-7ktP9E0V7aualAvb9KtZsgH_70SW1IO2/s4032/IMG_2988.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3024" data-original-width="4032" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEixutUXNwozTVyYeS2kHROe17CU1fr6sICh8knSLx0Pd_56QPuksrGBNoiuwzQN-D1Ywyu5yHPUbU9QXF-GzWZ0qX0w63BWT7J4QdNns6yMe_LHbd14D1pID1IqsV3Di02982ooK0LffExs5i5VIEaFaV4ftV4-7ktP9E0V7aualAvb9KtZsgH_70SW1IO2/s320/IMG_2988.jpeg" width="320" /></a></div>But she woke up when I was looking around the front room for the remote. I couldn't fin it, but she was sleeping on it, so we found it, and she woke up.<br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjTDGygPyrU4l-rJTsH64na8KHHSmytT6KVIh4Yso2M53O9u-yP_Q2bHnuC94f101P9pmFBuEOVsp9Z8IPtudTmQHGLYXIba_BUlkhwXn5fgUfT-ncqtA7pMqP-EQb4Tl1U9Ze6lPsAjIB3QwFl2pAB4IkRv99yZUpqtcdRKE9_Xwr5Xj09bQzJ5S28rtiO/s4032/IMG_2989.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjTDGygPyrU4l-rJTsH64na8KHHSmytT6KVIh4Yso2M53O9u-yP_Q2bHnuC94f101P9pmFBuEOVsp9Z8IPtudTmQHGLYXIba_BUlkhwXn5fgUfT-ncqtA7pMqP-EQb4Tl1U9Ze6lPsAjIB3QwFl2pAB4IkRv99yZUpqtcdRKE9_Xwr5Xj09bQzJ5S28rtiO/s320/IMG_2989.jpeg" width="240" /></a></div>Then we were able to turn on the Love Songs playlist. We didn't do much dancing. I tried to get us going by dancing with Katharine, but no one else joined in. Next year, Corey won't be upstairs with a sick kid, and then he can start asking the girls to dance and then we'll get it going. We did go into the side room to watch <a href="https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-qbl4JHzpg8&t=8s">our wedding video</a>. <br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhX70yABObtbrUttVQDkaIsTp1q4gsfhUsPRvxJWqtCcD7LYXDrmhZrRKqR1Lqy7QTFi4oKKBEB4b2NQUaw-x19xBkFGADe7y7AJx3qSDSHBp6dHW00XcyXduW0K3Wu_TtzdJRPMw0A-_3p5HXRGwR1gKv4_b3xX8i-zTJMV14l75iIyi1EkZ11F0D5To8i/s4032/IMG_2995.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3024" data-original-width="4032" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhX70yABObtbrUttVQDkaIsTp1q4gsfhUsPRvxJWqtCcD7LYXDrmhZrRKqR1Lqy7QTFi4oKKBEB4b2NQUaw-x19xBkFGADe7y7AJx3qSDSHBp6dHW00XcyXduW0K3Wu_TtzdJRPMw0A-_3p5HXRGwR1gKv4_b3xX8i-zTJMV14l75iIyi1EkZ11F0D5To8i/s320/IMG_2995.jpeg" width="320" /></a></div>I need to find a way to upload the reception too, cause it cuts off kind of abruptly without the reception part to end. So instead, as we were watching, right after it ended, the <a href="https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=a8BGE4NOHho">Circle of Life</a> came up, and we all laughed at how quickly the circle of life continues! And then we sat around watching family videos on youtube for the next few hours.<br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhc3zzlbyGWIASBssSPKksRDQdsV78SuYjpjXrVGkTZu7668I1fzH2yKWpE5QFut8h4MohwA3mnqGFeXGVEBPvbVMMP9TSy6FpIb_ViTOni5-ximKuWAyigrl0PZBPh3ZQzcosL6w1hTEcn_EYfJLNMTc9eBg9MWk95YG0ImIomslsGOpX2ys9kAQHX3AyR/s4032/IMG_2996.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3024" data-original-width="4032" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhc3zzlbyGWIASBssSPKksRDQdsV78SuYjpjXrVGkTZu7668I1fzH2yKWpE5QFut8h4MohwA3mnqGFeXGVEBPvbVMMP9TSy6FpIb_ViTOni5-ximKuWAyigrl0PZBPh3ZQzcosL6w1hTEcn_EYfJLNMTc9eBg9MWk95YG0ImIomslsGOpX2ys9kAQHX3AyR/s320/IMG_2996.jpeg" width="320" /></a></div>While everyone kept eating treats at the dessert table (pink pretzels, pistachios, choc chip cookies, and lindor chocolates) and then I served up strawberry shortcake in some glasses that I got at the DI last night. Fancy schmancy.<div style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgqKAptqtsXSqQrKoPV8xBDpKTyjAmStVTBsucpcztIAaCeEFl-Y7_wMkmnNHCcewzIlHcF15vdpYh0Q6Zs7QSo9cAchJSICKWjUimOwII8n-3fhH2jOBZe7jXee5DEC7dKRcZcSU6ynCRccD9-8N75kddVLjXVjPpjgOoOsQp4GVVEGyUZ81OZRLMQ-mNy/s2048/0067eb87-edde-41c6-a51c-adcbb8c3bfbb.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1152" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgqKAptqtsXSqQrKoPV8xBDpKTyjAmStVTBsucpcztIAaCeEFl-Y7_wMkmnNHCcewzIlHcF15vdpYh0Q6Zs7QSo9cAchJSICKWjUimOwII8n-3fhH2jOBZe7jXee5DEC7dKRcZcSU6ynCRccD9-8N75kddVLjXVjPpjgOoOsQp4GVVEGyUZ81OZRLMQ-mNy/s320/0067eb87-edde-41c6-a51c-adcbb8c3bfbb.jpeg" width="180" /></a></div></div><div>Peter up in our room - he's been playing fruit ninja on the ipad most of the day. </div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiijntMjRqq8pyC_vrF0B3jskal2VPRNvxS3x_9wT5QLOzxpKlKIaIOrMNQACduIHs-KwVlqi1NMu2eIkZCRPIx7NzsjZ0Bve4sx6GvvectLxdDjsoEVPSZ6piGMha8CQ9IxXB8Hzz5S1XyuIe6WmyMxBHdmb1QadfJcYt3ewDvx3o1kXO2gBktkv7X-eyI/s4032/IMG_2998.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiijntMjRqq8pyC_vrF0B3jskal2VPRNvxS3x_9wT5QLOzxpKlKIaIOrMNQACduIHs-KwVlqi1NMu2eIkZCRPIx7NzsjZ0Bve4sx6GvvectLxdDjsoEVPSZ6piGMha8CQ9IxXB8Hzz5S1XyuIe6WmyMxBHdmb1QadfJcYt3ewDvx3o1kXO2gBktkv7X-eyI/s320/IMG_2998.jpeg" width="240" /></a></div>He is sounding a little better. So tomorrow will be 25 years of wedded bliss for Corey and I. We were going to go skiing together, I thought, but then this afternoon Corey lent his skis out to a friend, so.... maybe we'll go biking in St. George? ha, probably not. Maybe he can just work tomorrow and then we'll take a rain check and go skiing during the week, when it won't be as crowded as I'm sure it will be tomorrow. Life is good and I thank the Lord for our abundant blessings. We have been so richly blessed! <div></div></div>Tiffaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14508201361489460187noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2621250205758642147.post-49751714511192884572024-02-17T21:09:00.000-08:002024-02-25T17:12:34.454-08:00Bridal Shower<p>Abi and Lily had GMS today. Melodie came up from Provo to go with us to Logan for a bridal shower for Bella. They all fall asleep on the drive. I wished I could have fallen asleep. Cute Katharine wasn't sleepy last night and wanted to stay up last night and play. Here she is past midnight. <br /></p><div style="text-align: center;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhmr5bDBFD92G0RzaS1J-l2FUS_l3HQT-9_BZwDsf55yiZYFA2kP9PcxTRCeCA2Kvm-5Jey-W6tKYy4G2oZMKYGrR0kVSpqvABDAw1PnixzbLzEq6jKziNjBSy1tK_aMLC3vt9gpixjwREtLyj6ekZ2yJ9u59k85v6rmIzEkSvXb8_9dxzl_HeJ5CeV6vVZ/s320/IMG_2937.HEIC" style="color: #0000ee;" width="240" /></div><div>I didn't mind that much, since we needed to pick up Hyrum, who was coming down for President's Day weekend and was dropped off at 12:30am this morning. But I still knew I was going to be tired on the long drive to and back. I didn't fall asleep until 1. I drove up while Mel quizzed herself on anatomy and the girls snoozed.</div><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQrVN68Ba-lWVWDx3uB4okD6omDltBLiqTsrMKfmGHy3c1hkAmHl3-y_VTZGaoXmiHM5Vm_NZToC2dmR3j6DveJRjLPemew1B_1fk-UOsjFvyf8OfK4q_mpuLmHrc5BHkYwDj5F9DPMB8NVN-9mh84wPyVF7Xf0vx07UhZ5hGZJBh6O7Y2NBpuiDt7z9wH/s1600/5a822c91-5856-4d03-b22e-6edd310e66db.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1200" data-original-width="1600" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQrVN68Ba-lWVWDx3uB4okD6omDltBLiqTsrMKfmGHy3c1hkAmHl3-y_VTZGaoXmiHM5Vm_NZToC2dmR3j6DveJRjLPemew1B_1fk-UOsjFvyf8OfK4q_mpuLmHrc5BHkYwDj5F9DPMB8NVN-9mh84wPyVF7Xf0vx07UhZ5hGZJBh6O7Y2NBpuiDt7z9wH/s320/5a822c91-5856-4d03-b22e-6edd310e66db.jpg" width="320" /></a></div>Before we left, we dropped off Owen and Daniel to go with Wayne to the IFA Customer appreciation day. They had a petting zoo! <div><br /></div><div>I was glad that they were able to go with Wayne, so that things were a little easier for Corey at home. He stayed and took care of Peter all day. Peter's had a bit of a sore sounding throat. The bridal shower was very cute. Nancy and Chalane came up too, so nice of them!<div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiz1F0-q4jAx5sAck2JdK2-36ZZkfcO4B_RVq_UofpELG_3_fQC5b3UqM8t3eLylr4_OboGVIURugJFHnWnHgikFkTlLUBj7sKen96VK_07b78QasFvGKaCJWMPEFkv6rqJrwYUvutIkIrdAwL2hB4zQmxUwETk_zzd_Bvq_cKU-uIVOIOVYuEQ3TVUstH-/s4032/IMG_2941.HEIC" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3024" data-original-width="4032" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiz1F0-q4jAx5sAck2JdK2-36ZZkfcO4B_RVq_UofpELG_3_fQC5b3UqM8t3eLylr4_OboGVIURugJFHnWnHgikFkTlLUBj7sKen96VK_07b78QasFvGKaCJWMPEFkv6rqJrwYUvutIkIrdAwL2hB4zQmxUwETk_zzd_Bvq_cKU-uIVOIOVYuEQ3TVUstH-/s320/IMG_2941.HEIC" width="320" /></a></div>Enjoying the lunch -<br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCGSXz6lAZMsq_vKt1B7Ha7K7pE0V8X0y7dCXIJZnNkB3au9hTvsSDQVYxsf8opCKb9B9P_UcEKDtYvS5dOFqm1ZUl4H_4oyTZISdrbFd1pDKyb8sSzL4UCjRjIB7Tlx3zymHKpp1cYEE2Wprs5woZSErobstqpdBFqW9vIqeeL7Xw9_5vL9brq6rOLzm0/s4032/IMG_2940.HEIC" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3024" data-original-width="4032" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCGSXz6lAZMsq_vKt1B7Ha7K7pE0V8X0y7dCXIJZnNkB3au9hTvsSDQVYxsf8opCKb9B9P_UcEKDtYvS5dOFqm1ZUl4H_4oyTZISdrbFd1pDKyb8sSzL4UCjRjIB7Tlx3zymHKpp1cYEE2Wprs5woZSErobstqpdBFqW9vIqeeL7Xw9_5vL9brq6rOLzm0/s320/IMG_2940.HEIC" width="320" /></a></div></div><div>It was hosted by Bella's grandma, her mom's mom, and it was at the house that Lisa grew up in, so it was really fun. Beautiful home. <br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhGesHaMh2GweOkAcRptfQzERTIXuEF62EdJ0oYE0gH-pyOmlguWvxqBUooOPfFNdndNqsKGjE-aezgGTFULPu64nHCIRuNrJqJJEunr0nb5ECeFkQoDbC54PWA9YTZ1SP59hf38qpERMl9j3BiLKs_4fPuxsG0nHtvJcCazYhD2v6woaFlxaW-Jn_rjg60/s4032/IMG_2944.HEIC" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhGesHaMh2GweOkAcRptfQzERTIXuEF62EdJ0oYE0gH-pyOmlguWvxqBUooOPfFNdndNqsKGjE-aezgGTFULPu64nHCIRuNrJqJJEunr0nb5ECeFkQoDbC54PWA9YTZ1SP59hf38qpERMl9j3BiLKs_4fPuxsG0nHtvJcCazYhD2v6woaFlxaW-Jn_rjg60/s320/IMG_2944.HEIC" width="240" /></a></div>Bella telling us the answers to the quiz we took to see how much we knew about her. I only got one answer right, and it was a lucky guess - that her favorite color was orange. We had a nice lunch, then watched the video that Ethan made for her when he proposed, and then she opened gifts. Katharine came up and down the stairs, to the place where they had fun vintage toys. <br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEivai4mS7H_axoBPQFu02Ml-DfqhXvKmG_L8GMrHYIBD8AgfbU8KYX53-DPU5EjJKLJgkBvBKX51UiQ3M0_hTZKX7JX2IX9v8l2zaIFlP_L7KVuGgNa51TpzbX0eCBXrhJ1ZGGtO4_X1_PfvinUd-SKioNCJSRZEyP0H2VC0PVBWL_CUaVsCx7Cj33aHN1w/s4032/IMG_2943.HEIC" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3024" data-original-width="4032" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEivai4mS7H_axoBPQFu02Ml-DfqhXvKmG_L8GMrHYIBD8AgfbU8KYX53-DPU5EjJKLJgkBvBKX51UiQ3M0_hTZKX7JX2IX9v8l2zaIFlP_L7KVuGgNa51TpzbX0eCBXrhJ1ZGGtO4_X1_PfvinUd-SKioNCJSRZEyP0H2VC0PVBWL_CUaVsCx7Cj33aHN1w/s320/IMG_2943.HEIC" width="320" /></a></div></div></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">The girls fell asleep on the drive home too. We stopped at Costco so I could get the food for our fancy feast tomorrow. Sophi woke up and said it felt like it'd been three days sine we left. But that might happen when you take two naps. I stocked up on salmon, potatoes, chocolate, etc. I got home and Owen's party that he earned was underway - thanks to Hyrum for spearheading that in my absence. Owen finished his checklist this past week, and his friends were in town over the holiday weekend, so they came over tonight from 5:30-8 for pizza and video games. Peter was feeling sick and Corey's been attending to him all day. Even with that, things seemed to be calm enough, so I left again to go thrifting at kid to kid and the DI for wedding clothes and some dishes for tomorrow and by Smiths for ice cream, then Reams for Beehive frozen rolls. I got some glass goblets and cute ice cream glass cups, they're all in the dishwasher. I brought up the flowers and decorations, so tomorrow after church we'll straighten up the house and will be busy preparing for our feast. I should be good with the girls here helping me. I found some good stuff thrifting that will be fun, esp some red shoes and a red outfit for Sophi that I think will be really fun. I was home at 7:45, in time to serve up some ice cream for Owen's friends and be here to greet the friends' parents when they came to pick up their kids. Our neighbor and the kids pediatrician came over to check on Peter, and gave us some medicine, he is very kind, and we're hoping that makes Peter feel better. It's been a run around day, I need to go read my scriptures before I fall asleep. Trying to keep up with Ethan and Corey and their <a href="https://thewridefamily.blogspot.com/2024/02/nazarite-vow.html">Nazarite vow</a>. One of my goals is to blog everyday, so yay, I did that. It's good to have goals and to be at work trying to achieve them. It's also good to have traditions. The family anniversary feast tomorrow is one tradition that I love and look forward too. It will be fun!</div>Tiffaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14508201361489460187noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2621250205758642147.post-32683531443745541012024-02-16T19:32:00.000-08:002024-02-25T23:12:27.108-08:00Girls Skiing at Sundance<p>Abi, Lily, and Sophi didn't have school today (not sure why... teacher work day?) I didn't know that until last night, and Corey said we should go skiing. Well, I had <i>planned </i>on going to see Joseph present at <a href="https://religion.byu.edu/event/student-symposium">the Religious Symposium at BYU</a>. That was at 10:00 am. But yes, we should take advantage of this ski day opportunity for Abi and Lily... they can't go with us on Saturdays cause they almost always have GMS. Hmm. We talked about the different options of what we would do and how, and our final plan was that NOD would go to school, I would take ALSPK skiing, Corey would go listen to Joseph, go to the luncheon with J for the presenters, and then Corey would come pick up PK after lunch was over, and I'd ski with ALS until we were done. Corey had also been texting Mel about coming. She wasn't sure if she'd get her work shift covered, but we brought her stuff. We left around 8:30 pm and on our way down, Mel said she was coming. We waited for her at the Palisade Park n ride, and then we headed up. We parked in D parking, I was glad we got a spot. It seemed like we were trying to get boots on <i>forever</i>. K was quick enough, it was mostly all the other girls... Saying "cheese" </p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiy6sQ29TrXJoNcMVo6q_1RinxuRleONl75FJ-w0f1FO64Q2gozClUhSDp6JCG1QgDwExxOZt_wkLH3K2WKUDfSMu76_rH2Z-xbf6-AuQmQbF4yhSEksnULC7wKm275jTLypZZCUKSHjiHwclqeMCy0jyVWtJDqtju5HCQGXH3sWm0LgcM0q9UYwzUUjDUN/s4032/IMG_2899.HEIC" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiy6sQ29TrXJoNcMVo6q_1RinxuRleONl75FJ-w0f1FO64Q2gozClUhSDp6JCG1QgDwExxOZt_wkLH3K2WKUDfSMu76_rH2Z-xbf6-AuQmQbF4yhSEksnULC7wKm275jTLypZZCUKSHjiHwclqeMCy0jyVWtJDqtju5HCQGXH3sWm0LgcM0q9UYwzUUjDUN/s320/IMG_2899.HEIC" width="240" /></a></div>I walked to the kiosk to enter our parking code. Back to" the car. Off to get ski passes for P&K, who didn't come with us last time, then back to the car. K and Peter are ready for fun!<br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJi4vxFrXBDfo2UqHhxwcFTjHQkoVIM3f1BZMVX6s-gNUDG4-9DfJwN9Y0mv-EWvEe9bB3JhWKYbOuzlZtE_GvKqf9pX5M6oAR_DnVQushT9IdpfeZ6KLVANDqB4HkB6Q4qNzNsw9RWRg4IryRqyiosH4N966jiQBW9rxcn9bekjJ4W9EOjjaqyaKkjJ2r/s3027/IMG_2900.HEIC" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3027" data-original-width="2668" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJi4vxFrXBDfo2UqHhxwcFTjHQkoVIM3f1BZMVX6s-gNUDG4-9DfJwN9Y0mv-EWvEe9bB3JhWKYbOuzlZtE_GvKqf9pX5M6oAR_DnVQushT9IdpfeZ6KLVANDqB4HkB6Q4qNzNsw9RWRg4IryRqyiosH4N966jiQBW9rxcn9bekjJ4W9EOjjaqyaKkjJ2r/s320/IMG_2900.HEIC" width="282" /></a></div>They're so cute!<br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8dU1KJQJlTFmWT6UOXwjFmx6-ky-k5KrgMJ9RBypwozpiVaB1L4GSV9XTTVK0m5cSTq0E8sz6SlSHhJFr_euIjdWBv6cFfGMmZDi3NG6UfHzN8qCOfZJwLFJ84yvxT7RMBdvICeaP_-KvMCWERB7vGzbyMdOgun_lFum1bxqQKaexmJL5FcI-YNVZezwa/s4032/IMG_2901.HEIC" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3024" data-original-width="4032" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8dU1KJQJlTFmWT6UOXwjFmx6-ky-k5KrgMJ9RBypwozpiVaB1L4GSV9XTTVK0m5cSTq0E8sz6SlSHhJFr_euIjdWBv6cFfGMmZDi3NG6UfHzN8qCOfZJwLFJ84yvxT7RMBdvICeaP_-KvMCWERB7vGzbyMdOgun_lFum1bxqQKaexmJL5FcI-YNVZezwa/s320/IMG_2901.HEIC" width="320" /></a></div>Peter's ready to hit the slopes!<br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhvMwkyqkz_nC-VxlXd5klmjPeuTKPTbNA1jpvkrb_Iw9SFdqPaALdGYHuCvvErKwdncwhMKNNNPBKkxJvR8_biLHpUIsqgvpzZ5AZRHddeAwPyLVCzDGI9qTvx0v0cuf6KLN-ekrlM1ESwxsaZMCd1D6b5wNEzQqklF-xC7st7bbg0WQbT7nhlRZyxBkBg/s4032/IMG_2902.HEIC" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhvMwkyqkz_nC-VxlXd5klmjPeuTKPTbNA1jpvkrb_Iw9SFdqPaALdGYHuCvvErKwdncwhMKNNNPBKkxJvR8_biLHpUIsqgvpzZ5AZRHddeAwPyLVCzDGI9qTvx0v0cuf6KLN-ekrlM1ESwxsaZMCd1D6b5wNEzQqklF-xC7st7bbg0WQbT7nhlRZyxBkBg/s320/IMG_2902.HEIC" width="240" /></a></div>Then once I had K ready, I left. I told MALS to do whatever, call me if you need anything, and don't lose Peter. I'd be at the magic carpet with K. I hauled baby and her skis and my skis and poles and waddled toward the chair lift. It seemed so far away... my biceps were burning, K was slowly sliding out of my arms down to my hip. I was still in the parking lot, coming close to the bus stop, when a kind young girl and her boy friend saw me and offered to help carry our skis. "Are you getting on the bus?" "No... to the lift..." "We'll help you!" and then they carried our skis and poles to the chair lift and I was able to carry K on that stretch no problem. SO NICE. Thank you, you very very kind young lady. I wish blessings upon you both for your kindness shown to me. K and I had a nice ride on Jacks chairlift. Katharine sat so still, we said "weee" and gave sighs of relaxation. At the top of Jacks, we skied over to Outlaw. My legs were burning soooo bad skiing over there with her between my legs. It hurt. I was praying my legs wouldn't give out under me and I yelled and grunted to get through it. I made it without wiping out, phew! Then we shuffled over to the magic carpet. Hooray we made it. I was so glad to be able to stand up straight as we rode the carpet up the hill. I'm going to live. <br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhL16mWxUZZUKz7x1H8JKAwJDo15LG1zqJMm_AD-xWVYz_E9i0Vqgil54tcllCKMK8Km6WiOWCVDSBuO0dPMZMBGJfGzfBIfTmf0a-D4Aqpw2dJFNXJWlt0JwdeVU7HlWNfGOMA0oj6a90sxGZqlA3u5yQTCDJ2_JKG2RkUrFvBdQVyjrnHe8m4rUFGKsDF/s3088/IMG_2903.HEIC" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3088" data-original-width="2316" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhL16mWxUZZUKz7x1H8JKAwJDo15LG1zqJMm_AD-xWVYz_E9i0Vqgil54tcllCKMK8Km6WiOWCVDSBuO0dPMZMBGJfGzfBIfTmf0a-D4Aqpw2dJFNXJWlt0JwdeVU7HlWNfGOMA0oj6a90sxGZqlA3u5yQTCDJ2_JKG2RkUrFvBdQVyjrnHe8m4rUFGKsDF/s320/IMG_2903.HEIC" width="240" /></a></div><p>We rode the carpet over and over again. There were three sets of carpets. We would ski down and get on the closest one that didn't have a line. Katharine asked me for milk. Nope, not going to nurse right now. "Snack..." I checked my pockets... I thought I had brought some but didn't find any, darn. I offered her snow, and she was happy with that.</p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjmSMi_ojxvfk9hpTGFIv6rUIpgDzQJuf6UeGZ8MSSCCa7CeQVBpRFS_H59vx_Lrf6ro6ypw3eHtbD3Uy8LDlIC29BWlNosamu20RKG1C3q2xvVB8YSDLpgxpZ6jEObdu-RktxbXMVtMjCzJdp0H01su7oZKPZ5FOsJ4nYpSW9fKZfBSXNQ1pcFe6d6_FeT/s3088/IMG_2904.HEIC" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3088" data-original-width="2316" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjmSMi_ojxvfk9hpTGFIv6rUIpgDzQJuf6UeGZ8MSSCCa7CeQVBpRFS_H59vx_Lrf6ro6ypw3eHtbD3Uy8LDlIC29BWlNosamu20RKG1C3q2xvVB8YSDLpgxpZ6jEObdu-RktxbXMVtMjCzJdp0H01su7oZKPZ5FOsJ4nYpSW9fKZfBSXNQ1pcFe6d6_FeT/s320/IMG_2904.HEIC" width="240" /></a></div>I heard kids calling me from overhead and I turned and saw Sophi, gave them a little wave. After a bit I decided to go find food, and luckily they were all arriving at the bottom of Outlaw, so we headed over to the lodge. Actually, ALSPK headed to the lodge, Mel and I took Outlaw up so we could go over to the car and get our sandwiches. But first, a quick pic. K was sad and ready for some warmth. <br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjewe5ECXm5EEOBPzeS2hM3deGsxc5gS4bg0azB5ZTeZy2Ic6Lpmkfnu16UQ9rXs3CpQKUbIkffWHuearnV_JiM7O4gn7iiRP0Wnb2_Q1ZtVsME5xCl8LXB9HE0tPzLqsluZZ5mYNNWcJQW92Wj6DFvWW8bY2SE28TEpK0AXGzOdx4G2ackMxv-iyYg0X_h/s4032/IMG_2907.HEIC" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3024" data-original-width="4032" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjewe5ECXm5EEOBPzeS2hM3deGsxc5gS4bg0azB5ZTeZy2Ic6Lpmkfnu16UQ9rXs3CpQKUbIkffWHuearnV_JiM7O4gn7iiRP0Wnb2_Q1ZtVsME5xCl8LXB9HE0tPzLqsluZZ5mYNNWcJQW92Wj6DFvWW8bY2SE28TEpK0AXGzOdx4G2ackMxv-iyYg0X_h/s320/IMG_2907.HEIC" width="320" /></a></div>Left to right SMPKAL. When we came back with our sandwiches and apples, K was busy preparing snow to serve up to her sisters. Cutting it up with a plastic knife and eating it. <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiB_ZlfdmdWwyLCf2QLI2FC3qoZo79SBTjH46GwpjZWdoNVhgcRpBB8M2H8v8B1wW0hA5rr4S6LSJx5mhxCrFajh1Aabl0_vr7lOoWrIaDf0PWFRtyWPSaE9OXNpfIGhF0WpH4dJqtMegeeg9iDahPwrmTYpkjXJKKRcgN2EO5hv39b87Cmrks1haog28tY/s4032/IMG_2910.HEIC" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiB_ZlfdmdWwyLCf2QLI2FC3qoZo79SBTjH46GwpjZWdoNVhgcRpBB8M2H8v8B1wW0hA5rr4S6LSJx5mhxCrFajh1Aabl0_vr7lOoWrIaDf0PWFRtyWPSaE9OXNpfIGhF0WpH4dJqtMegeeg9iDahPwrmTYpkjXJKKRcgN2EO5hv39b87Cmrks1haog28tY/s320/IMG_2910.HEIC" width="240" /></a></div>The snow was really wet and we were getting a little soaked as we sat at the table. But what ya gonna do - not outside food is allowed inside. <br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhTzoFOU-SIcHYJI3-2NGS_iqAEtcLOluksxh5bZw2KXLtZPpG-6616EwcaIqNtZLs1N_aiVA7xAMaubmCIweaZhwnDZGOA1XLnCiYMO2BnWTgAY7vR6gRj5enuhg1w62P_q9JaK4cxvCJ6oANTo5lU-6EhIxX5jJJm7MrwSMncFikNUz2AxgT6-jnKz7hN/s4032/IMG_2912.HEIC" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3024" data-original-width="4032" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhTzoFOU-SIcHYJI3-2NGS_iqAEtcLOluksxh5bZw2KXLtZPpG-6616EwcaIqNtZLs1N_aiVA7xAMaubmCIweaZhwnDZGOA1XLnCiYMO2BnWTgAY7vR6gRj5enuhg1w62P_q9JaK4cxvCJ6oANTo5lU-6EhIxX5jJJm7MrwSMncFikNUz2AxgT6-jnKz7hN/s320/IMG_2912.HEIC" width="320" /></a></div>K ate her pb and nutella sandwich, then the nutella and pb got on her mittens, so then she was sucking on that. <br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi62ViMFfcoz_N_zwIyUTk60ArdOQDNbmhvtEWKvgFG9mo7tyT_eoPZnywd7sziGHkzazNGOstilPtVGleunZH5VC25nrV9BmgT_UML5WJKkftHA9QHfh9CBk3VmFvdtvJ3Nd2xR159CIhP5azxTNSifEUHtgR7Ckpu471PQn7t6F5JX1pNsuxKTM0R0Hax/s4032/IMG_2914.HEIC" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3024" data-original-width="4032" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi62ViMFfcoz_N_zwIyUTk60ArdOQDNbmhvtEWKvgFG9mo7tyT_eoPZnywd7sziGHkzazNGOstilPtVGleunZH5VC25nrV9BmgT_UML5WJKkftHA9QHfh9CBk3VmFvdtvJ3Nd2xR159CIhP5azxTNSifEUHtgR7Ckpu471PQn7t6F5JX1pNsuxKTM0R0Hax/s320/IMG_2914.HEIC" width="320" /></a></div>Phew! This whole time I was trying to call Corey to tell him our status, but the reception was not good. All my texts and voice messages to him were not delivered. Finally, we gave up on him and came up with our own plan. L would stay at the car with P and K, who were cold and ready to be done, and hopefully my messages would go through to Corey and then maybe he'd eventually come to the rescue? We got ready to go to Outlaw, to ski over to the upper parking lots, and right then my phone call to Corey got through! He would come get LPK, yay. So we just had to wait 25-ish minutes and he'd be here. I helped LP go find a place to sit, AS took off skiing, and Mel wanted to take K on the magic carpet. <br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj9hq2qDpd9z1lUfhiji09mL3y7ZyXzWpK-3sEIwERaYzcbTTH6XN4y2aRNgSiPCkzRfBNxO6hss1wgQJF4SqHv8h97WGKdyibR7RYjP7-avaMZ_xmPl_Ueh9qiul25natvDOs4qLo_VDS1sn5odVNECI3ChoIPP22mPv1wdbtuTLQZ4PYrgQcyzqDJ-kFQ/s4032/IMG_2916.HEIC" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj9hq2qDpd9z1lUfhiji09mL3y7ZyXzWpK-3sEIwERaYzcbTTH6XN4y2aRNgSiPCkzRfBNxO6hss1wgQJF4SqHv8h97WGKdyibR7RYjP7-avaMZ_xmPl_Ueh9qiul25natvDOs4qLo_VDS1sn5odVNECI3ChoIPP22mPv1wdbtuTLQZ4PYrgQcyzqDJ-kFQ/s320/IMG_2916.HEIC" width="240" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Mel was exited to ski with her baby sister, cause she is so cute!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiptBFduqvGdIksxa3urLJ8cHEEGPRB86Pj6VNz8FoqfgJFYtbhA-uhkD2qz9j8HlAogmdEVYgKsJvoRCz1x9Gi-LYe-hho1EsHQXU4rpbEwD-dsKdfWW_vON7qQ4NqPfkTQUv73HNINGj1YAo87H1x3HSX6NUO-cjFeN0QzlIx9MYNfWa3Ng3yrLK8DzE6/s4032/IMG_2917.HEIC" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiptBFduqvGdIksxa3urLJ8cHEEGPRB86Pj6VNz8FoqfgJFYtbhA-uhkD2qz9j8HlAogmdEVYgKsJvoRCz1x9Gi-LYe-hho1EsHQXU4rpbEwD-dsKdfWW_vON7qQ4NqPfkTQUv73HNINGj1YAo87H1x3HSX6NUO-cjFeN0QzlIx9MYNfWa3Ng3yrLK8DzE6/s320/IMG_2917.HEIC" width="240" /></a></div><div style="text-align: left;">My communication with Corey wasn't great, he doesn't know Sundance, so he didn't know where I wanted him to meet us, but told me to text him, but texts weren't going through again, so I kept calling him until I got through and then finally felt like things were clear. L and P were good sitting by the lodge opening, and I went to get Katharine from Mel. Mel was having a blast skiing with Katharine. She told me that Katharine would ski with her mouth open to try and catch snowflakes, cute. She was also happy with other servings of snow Mel gave her. </div></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjzTNdDczFQStZdpSFNLv8if78K4ydZku1gZfvFq7_oAxiEim4gAKV8CGRpgtJqxur2yhNQluqYfg2rM6wzR9E_pcHSG73Dv1irvMDXY1q-vWzV4AHCMBjQGI5bYuVt5yedCI_NCzYAZSV0VBUVg1ynMohupqMjKndSfx1lxfsa0UgykIfl6iLsqPzL0UdX/s4032/IMG_2921.HEIC" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjzTNdDczFQStZdpSFNLv8if78K4ydZku1gZfvFq7_oAxiEim4gAKV8CGRpgtJqxur2yhNQluqYfg2rM6wzR9E_pcHSG73Dv1irvMDXY1q-vWzV4AHCMBjQGI5bYuVt5yedCI_NCzYAZSV0VBUVg1ynMohupqMjKndSfx1lxfsa0UgykIfl6iLsqPzL0UdX/s320/IMG_2921.HEIC" width="240" /></a></div><div>Mel would just give her the snow right off the hill though... I told Mel that when I gave K snow to eat, I went and got it off by the trees where it was clean, where people hadn't stepped or skied on it. You shouldn't give her snow from <i>there</i>....</div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7U-w0UopMVk8x7uGlMwmMXo31jrkfefNEdKHw1LAm8a3JJBAw2U6T-jtBURBYO1v94yF5bAKT9_cl4eK6S1R4WTp4_VSBFtg53_XwhnixIcbW6OZnxhHBCb7Gs-EIOwGzq_Ic4pkwn_y2pBDmTQUWxgzN7o4N54gLf46or2eq8WflCIPi3Bfi0IF0UAR1/s4032/IMG_2924.HEIC" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7U-w0UopMVk8x7uGlMwmMXo31jrkfefNEdKHw1LAm8a3JJBAw2U6T-jtBURBYO1v94yF5bAKT9_cl4eK6S1R4WTp4_VSBFtg53_XwhnixIcbW6OZnxhHBCb7Gs-EIOwGzq_Ic4pkwn_y2pBDmTQUWxgzN7o4N54gLf46or2eq8WflCIPi3Bfi0IF0UAR1/s320/IMG_2924.HEIC" width="240" /></a></div><div>Katharine didn't seem to mind... Open wide, yum!! That's good stuff!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_oqxtfnH9t2MSuNigd3AE2Xv2xvyKubtMSeD0UUOIDH0YMdVkWxHkDE-3f8Pcw7C7XR6eHfKJd_-egylfXWQknivRktBJFYK_9-BEoKx9sKMjhOzmq2d3mC7KSBqsaAiJNwZzYu3mVjpFkk3FXnNnqesDJme2zZHuvFmx91wVnerfx-PS9wG9INA0khCO/s4032/IMG_2927.HEIC" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_oqxtfnH9t2MSuNigd3AE2Xv2xvyKubtMSeD0UUOIDH0YMdVkWxHkDE-3f8Pcw7C7XR6eHfKJd_-egylfXWQknivRktBJFYK_9-BEoKx9sKMjhOzmq2d3mC7KSBqsaAiJNwZzYu3mVjpFkk3FXnNnqesDJme2zZHuvFmx91wVnerfx-PS9wG9INA0khCO/s320/IMG_2927.HEIC" width="240" /></a></div></div>I got two cute videos~ Mel and I loved how she said "<a href="https://youtube.com/shorts/ajQRZNIpTb4?si=8ppWbufH2KJCKwRC">I'm ready!</a>" I told Mel Corey was probably almost here, so this is the last run. On Katharine's last run, <a href="https://youtube.com/shorts/Im3i-ECOUjY?si=9MzCHIMLX5fnOP1p">she took a few little shuffles</a>! So adorable. I think Katharine has had the best attitude of all our toddlers when they learn to ski. She's gonna be tearin' it up in a few years! She and I can be ski buddies when all her older siblings are married or off in college. <div><p>After Corey left with Lily, Peter, and Katharine, the four of us were left to tear it up. Abi was kinda ready to be done, but I said "I haven't skied yet! This is my first run!" so maybe we could ski for an hour or so? They were ok with that and we took off. My view most of the time was of these three skiing ahead, blazing the trail for me. <br /></p><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhqvDbAWpi4kaJ8-dztg_30Hf8SEQNlqQ72FJtjIpg-WhHaJvrRlisnNv5Y0KhabCk_nlbhiSaWpMUL34D16UQjShC9Wlk31kXH0svnelGqTTQiCHsVbHVpbNTyI7jaGU8DQ1ETswvAFPdYsgqTD6hVMkPji-KJgWPvDekm1vDotkiJ-tN46qqlZxUrGLcU/s4032/IMG_2930.HEIC" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhqvDbAWpi4kaJ8-dztg_30Hf8SEQNlqQ72FJtjIpg-WhHaJvrRlisnNv5Y0KhabCk_nlbhiSaWpMUL34D16UQjShC9Wlk31kXH0svnelGqTTQiCHsVbHVpbNTyI7jaGU8DQ1ETswvAFPdYsgqTD6hVMkPji-KJgWPvDekm1vDotkiJ-tN46qqlZxUrGLcU/s320/IMG_2930.HEIC" width="240" /></a></div><p></p><p>We went down diamondback, which we didn't go on last time. We took a right and that was kinda boring... we ended up at the Midway point and got our bearings, ok, so that's where that one goes. So we went back to Outlaw, and we went down diamond back again but went LEFT. That took us to Red's lift. It was a loooong lift, and we didn't know where we were going, but it was great! At the top of Red's lift - Wow! What a view!</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjH-FKDIJjDpKQ_3ReU2psCYV-6ZJonujg_3aYR2-BrvrUVDRFcXT2IZ1UEFRwKDnpGYe23AcXCmV175xv4dzFABbMvXzL_Py0N7jSir9jqF9icZyQ8SMAYAdvfWHbZv6RRn5q3iraKRZ6mtLDa7qTTCa8dlFewyO7yOB7F6eo3tystotPqd2X4vpK4xdkw/s4032/IMG_2932.HEIC" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3024" data-original-width="4032" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjH-FKDIJjDpKQ_3ReU2psCYV-6ZJonujg_3aYR2-BrvrUVDRFcXT2IZ1UEFRwKDnpGYe23AcXCmV175xv4dzFABbMvXzL_Py0N7jSir9jqF9icZyQ8SMAYAdvfWHbZv6RRn5q3iraKRZ6mtLDa7qTTCa8dlFewyO7yOB7F6eo3tystotPqd2X4vpK4xdkw/s320/IMG_2932.HEIC" width="320" /></a></div></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Then we did the Flat head lift too. And with that, we did all the lifts that we didn't do last time. Very fun! We like Sundance, it's a good little resort. We had a good time and left around 3:30, cause it was crazy cold and windy. We're glad we went up, it was fun. Corey recorded Joseph's talk, I'll need to listen to that later. In other BYU news, we heard back on Wesley's application, and he was not accepted this round, but he really wants to go there. His application didn't include in his GPA the classes that he finished at the end in January, so we think he is going to apply again. Today was his Pday and we were able to talk with him. He's doing good, and I liked the story he shared of <a href="https://elderwesleywride.blogspot.com/2024/02/week-4-what-prints-are-you-leaving-in.html">butt prints in the sand</a> (don't judge a poem by it's title. <a href="https://seekingzion.blogspot.com/2014/04/troughs-and-peaks.html">God intends us to learn how to walk</a>, and might drop us in the sand sometimes.) Corey and I went out at Aubergine tonight for date night. </div>Tiffaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14508201361489460187noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2621250205758642147.post-84950529302650415112024-02-12T21:54:00.000-08:002024-02-13T13:02:49.811-08:00Nazarite Vow<p>Well, is it almost 2 am on February 13th. I have been feeling so behind on so much, esp the blog, so I stayed up to write a bit. I did a few post for January, but I still need to finish November <i>and</i> December and now quite a bit of February! I wish I wasn't constantly 3+ months behind. Oh well. I shall now give the blog report for Monday, February 12th. It was a good and busy day. Corey and Ethan are doing a Nazarite Vow, which is a little goal thing Corey and I did with each other during college. Ethan renamed it a "Think Celestial" checklist, which I think is very appropriate. I joined in. I woke up this morning at 5:30 and made oatmeal, then read the Book of Mormon for 30 minutes while that cooked, yay...<br /></p><div style="text-align: center;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3840" data-original-width="2160" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjB8sXbR6-vYQecv5o3eV6DLH7p616KVrL2T8Zs2fIj3vnYshMFHe5j5_f11DSdbDrs-J_S5ETMAA5tVL6J5oXx4kqqS_UIMEhzSziVm2epXmdssrea7j7OZUKzErO21sQgaO6uDZbX99nxAOk-NYi98vW3dAGzLZOQf6kceBKeKMOQs2VDOcsyAacDB0Oz/s320/9F32CBAB-822D-4B4D-9385-97E8E3134E5E.jpg" style="color: #0000ee;" width="180" /></div><div>...then I took carpool, went bouldering, home and out the door with P&K to a RS presidency meeting. Peter and Katharine played perfectly over there. <br /><div style="text-align: center;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhzPP-MY6M9kp18WnHuyQLmDtl5nenqeDxibJwuJywcXs7t-dbuJzDl5pWY-sbCAa80klS15bHfWpInvn_0HLTt4uT86myfe4UejjRQry_rVbyARytGsGGBE30rV0TfZvaCgyMrrpC2e7CM-tSs4sE2kw8nHfZQxrBaL0tO7MKXAbY5MyQed-promx80Gl3/s320/IMG_2827.HEIC" style="color: #0000ee;" width="240" /></div></div><div>Came back home, sent texts to make appointments for them to do visits to sisters in the ward, then I worked on a bridal shower invite for a few... then off to the pediatrician for Peter's kindergarten well check visit. </div><p></p><div><div style="text-align: center;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXXHZxMX9o8JJ2OBlIOwAQVtKPSAmeZLWrP6bLWsF5gUtWQ36arg8hcT5XTnkRmFu3a0vlp3IBk1odjXGFzVJ4UdlNVozlxKd5bNmWZItTXTZWpyXnN1jiIgDXMSTrNJEqhtZR1o92CcURj-GHaQFAZ0LI3km3EOXOhT2-B0NcVsTaxzZrzrjkrWRQ16ND/s4032/IMG_2828.HEIC" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXXHZxMX9o8JJ2OBlIOwAQVtKPSAmeZLWrP6bLWsF5gUtWQ36arg8hcT5XTnkRmFu3a0vlp3IBk1odjXGFzVJ4UdlNVozlxKd5bNmWZItTXTZWpyXnN1jiIgDXMSTrNJEqhtZR1o92CcURj-GHaQFAZ0LI3km3EOXOhT2-B0NcVsTaxzZrzrjkrWRQ16ND/s320/IMG_2828.HEIC" width="240" /></a></div></div></div><p></p><div>I brought my own stash of dum dum suckers to keep them happy. </div><div><div style="text-align: center;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiP0QaRKO5TcjI_PPHyDd1dfLJeraBYWQ9UtzRmADLLzRJr5HXPgZffeVqVawTj5XeyUjKMwd2afMw-shrPvnv3iS3ELzTsBJSH7-hPzzC3pPgqw0DPgJY8hQiVUBxvfcnIopfXVS0UsRB99seolqON3Wkg4V1UPffx3dizngGpsskL92G38lgE7hn78NhY/s4032/IMG_2829.HEIC" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiP0QaRKO5TcjI_PPHyDd1dfLJeraBYWQ9UtzRmADLLzRJr5HXPgZffeVqVawTj5XeyUjKMwd2afMw-shrPvnv3iS3ELzTsBJSH7-hPzzC3pPgqw0DPgJY8hQiVUBxvfcnIopfXVS0UsRB99seolqON3Wkg4V1UPffx3dizngGpsskL92G38lgE7hn78NhY/s320/IMG_2829.HEIC" width="240" /></a></div></div></div><div>Those helped with the 20 min wait. </div><div style="text-align: center;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbdiK02FbxStpfu2pkhNpumVJjjgpGf_B3NfXkCt8QFYBIFQaB4LJlzDWAHmkXaVg-MAtW2VtyIWPC_zFNft4LgOCier7PzIiag0Z7BcSmXsLlPZNMk2QwtJZOX7Ft8OyjobzEiJwydhjhjjpMd0wrk1PFE6fVnGRzltuu0ELMiH0dEgN7Fm3GFaVv0z17/s4032/IMG_2830.HEIC" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbdiK02FbxStpfu2pkhNpumVJjjgpGf_B3NfXkCt8QFYBIFQaB4LJlzDWAHmkXaVg-MAtW2VtyIWPC_zFNft4LgOCier7PzIiag0Z7BcSmXsLlPZNMk2QwtJZOX7Ft8OyjobzEiJwydhjhjjpMd0wrk1PFE6fVnGRzltuu0ELMiH0dEgN7Fm3GFaVv0z17/s320/IMG_2830.HEIC" width="240" /></a></div></div><div>Seems like there's always a long wait out in the hall and once we are in the room. </div><p></p><div style="text-align: center;"><div style="text-align: left;"><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhUcHRKuB35kjZ7CFKBAq_y7Buj-5kO_is-PhbcXz94RkzMstb0yran3l6ysuX-r-TppGJLs906rezjwkFKFk5yf1FVezKyRjkcmRQwTolg6WTieuvhOKqzKASOoDiGNJM2FGui2o8xeo9o5FtF6mhQIb9pHmWUgKjaornQASF_6TUYMowxz-1hJ-qQ0YtP/s4032/IMG_2834.HEIC" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhUcHRKuB35kjZ7CFKBAq_y7Buj-5kO_is-PhbcXz94RkzMstb0yran3l6ysuX-r-TppGJLs906rezjwkFKFk5yf1FVezKyRjkcmRQwTolg6WTieuvhOKqzKASOoDiGNJM2FGui2o8xeo9o5FtF6mhQIb9pHmWUgKjaornQASF_6TUYMowxz-1hJ-qQ0YtP/s320/IMG_2834.HEIC" width="240" /></a></div></div></div><p></p><div>It's ok though. I'm grateful for modern healthcare. Peter has all his immunizations now, I need to remember to finish registering him tomorrow. Actually that prob doens't need to be done until March... I'm going to let that wait until after the wedding. We've got to hurry and enter in all our addresses for people to send invites too. I had a goal to do that today but I didn't enter even one. I did a bit of texting for other things about that though - checking on tables, tableclothes, keys, etc at the Mt. Jordan building. I think we're about squared away. I went to Hobby Lobby and got some tulle in the wedding colors to decorate the tables with. We might invest in some chaffing dishes for future fancy feasts. I am feeling sick, so I took a nap after some of that stuff, then I felt better. Lily made bean dip for dinner. When I got home from buying tulle, I went on a walk. Sophi and Natalie and I walked down to the bank so I could do a deposit. It took us a little over an hour to walk, but it was fun to walk for no reason. Just to walk and breath the fresh air. </div><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgz6TFqcMslzqUw9TDXNuHoOffLgKY-GOnDP0mr4DZ7QIXLztdxXCGcRbpUA_Wu_a9fuYULCdBeWlB3XrEZg-FpqlpC_uSzBK444_WQ3WDea9AgkQ3ajFzHW1uDLqbPangzISZW2EzclYGJZmBnWfA2ngsSv8jbX6r_bnJ9kt4k1h4kAGTIN4wKsxz4h21Z/s4032/IMG_2840.HEIC" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3024" data-original-width="4032" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgz6TFqcMslzqUw9TDXNuHoOffLgKY-GOnDP0mr4DZ7QIXLztdxXCGcRbpUA_Wu_a9fuYULCdBeWlB3XrEZg-FpqlpC_uSzBK444_WQ3WDea9AgkQ3ajFzHW1uDLqbPangzISZW2EzclYGJZmBnWfA2ngsSv8jbX6r_bnJ9kt4k1h4kAGTIN4wKsxz4h21Z/s320/IMG_2840.HEIC" width="320" /></a></div><p>I did a snow angel near the assisted living home. And we wrote in the snow. <br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg7SFJzmeNz12iUS-ds1WAmXile4zd6l9yOKMnNELU9RxgQf3EzlNdeErdRaYoawwJi0io3brFeofUq_j5d5q80nc16G0KJT2ZZ7WAHmPLpQMu6pRwxZ8afQM5ejssvGeTf7iQe1Y1XeD-afKDxOqoWK2VNauxjFRcutfmS-J6G9t8dKFueI2gWCSt1xKts/s4032/IMG_2842.HEIC" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg7SFJzmeNz12iUS-ds1WAmXile4zd6l9yOKMnNELU9RxgQf3EzlNdeErdRaYoawwJi0io3brFeofUq_j5d5q80nc16G0KJT2ZZ7WAHmPLpQMu6pRwxZ8afQM5ejssvGeTf7iQe1Y1XeD-afKDxOqoWK2VNauxjFRcutfmS-J6G9t8dKFueI2gWCSt1xKts/s320/IMG_2842.HEIC" width="240" /></a></div><p>Going on a walk is on my vow checklist. I walked along the street and sidewalk barricade divider for part of our walk down, and then I walked along it <i>the whole time</i> when we were walking back up the hill! I know it's not as impressive as Ninja warrior obstacles, but I was proud of myself and my ability to balance. I am going to go to bed now. 2:15 am, doh! I'm hoping that staying up this late won't prove to be too much of a mistake tomorrow with my Nazarite vow/think celestial checklist! I will still get up and read my scriptures first thing, then it's carpool and the day will be up and running at full speed by then "Everything's happening NOW!" - Nate Bargatze</p>Tiffaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14508201361489460187noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2621250205758642147.post-61425896834500367702024-02-11T21:59:00.000-08:002024-02-12T23:33:38.300-08:00Christ is My Guide!<p>We had such wonderful messages at church today. A beautiful woman named <a href="https://www.facebook.com/bliss.maxwellstinson">Bliss</a> gave a talk about faith and choosing to believe. I know all the women loved it, cause we were talking about it during the whole next hour in Relief Society. It tied so nicely into the General conference talk we were discussing today by Emily Belle Freeman - <a href="https://www.churchofjesuschrist.org/study/general-conference/2023/10/42freeman?lang=eng">Walking in Covenant Relationship with Christ</a>. Bliss shared with us how she and her husband were married in the temple, and shortly after their first daughter was born, he stopped coming to church. She felt hurt and betrayed, but over time she realized that was because she was viewing his actions through her thoughts. When she decided to look at his actions through his point of view, she had more sympathy and could see where he was coming from. She made a conscious choice to allow him AGENCY and to give him space to choose for himself the way he wanted to live. She kept coming to church, and has been bringing her young family to church since they have been in the ward (5 years maybe?). Their life took a turn in July 2022 when her husband was having headaches. They took a trip to the ER and soon were in for surgery - he had a massive brain tumor and brain cancer and has been given 7 years to live. Talk about your life being thrown up in chaos. She's handled it beautifully. She shared that before one of his chemo treatment, she opened the scriptures and found comfort in <a href="https://www.churchofjesuschrist.org/study/scriptures/dc-testament/dc/84?lang=eng">Doctrine & Covenants section 84</a> verses 82-83, 85 and 88~</p><p class="verse" data-aid="128371573" id="p83" style="--height: 69.94792175292969px; background-color: white; border: 0px; box-sizing: border-box; font-family: "Ensign:Serif", McKay, "McKay ldsLat", Palatino, "Palatino Linotype", Palatino-Roman, Pahoran, "Pahoran ldsLat", "Noto Sans Myanmar", NotoSansMyanmar, SaysetthaldsLao, NotoSerifTamil, serif; font-feature-settings: inherit; font-kerning: inherit; font-optical-sizing: inherit; font-size: 18px; font-stretch: inherit; font-variant-alternates: inherit; font-variant-east-asian: inherit; font-variant-numeric: inherit; font-variant-position: inherit; font-variation-settings: inherit; line-height: inherit; margin: 0px; padding: 0px 0px 0.65em; vertical-align: baseline;"><span class="verse-number" face=""Ensign:Serif", McKay, "McKay ldsLat", Palatino, "Palatino Linotype", "Palatino Bold", Palatino-Bold, Pahoran, "Pahoran ldsLat", "Noto Sans Myanmar", NotoSansMyanmar, SaysetthaldsLao, NotoSerifTamil, serif" style="border: 0px; box-sizing: border-box; font-feature-settings: inherit; font-kerning: inherit; font-optical-sizing: inherit; font-size: 0.9em; font-stretch: normal; font-variant: inherit; font-variation-settings: inherit; font-weight: 700; line-height: inherit; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">82 </span>For consider the lilies of the field, how they grow, they toil not, neither do they spin; and the kingdoms of the world, in all their glory, are not arrayed like one of these.</p><p class="verse" data-aid="128371573" id="p83" style="--height: 69.94792175292969px; background-color: white; border: 0px; box-sizing: border-box; font-family: "Ensign:Serif", McKay, "McKay ldsLat", Palatino, "Palatino Linotype", Palatino-Roman, Pahoran, "Pahoran ldsLat", "Noto Sans Myanmar", NotoSansMyanmar, SaysetthaldsLao, NotoSerifTamil, serif; font-feature-settings: inherit; font-kerning: inherit; font-optical-sizing: inherit; font-size: 18px; font-stretch: inherit; font-variant-alternates: inherit; font-variant-east-asian: inherit; font-variant-numeric: inherit; font-variant-position: inherit; font-variation-settings: inherit; line-height: inherit; margin: 0px; padding: 0px 0px 0.65em; vertical-align: baseline;"><span class="verse-number" face=""Ensign:Serif", McKay, "McKay ldsLat", Palatino, "Palatino Linotype", "Palatino Bold", Palatino-Bold, Pahoran, "Pahoran ldsLat", "Noto Sans Myanmar", NotoSansMyanmar, SaysetthaldsLao, NotoSerifTamil, serif" style="border: 0px; box-sizing: border-box; font-feature-settings: inherit; font-kerning: inherit; font-optical-sizing: inherit; font-size: 0.9em; font-stretch: normal; font-variant: inherit; font-variation-settings: inherit; font-weight: 700; line-height: inherit; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">83 </span>For your Father, who is in heaven, knoweth that you have need of all these things.</p><p class="verse" data-aid="128371574" id="p84" style="--height: 69.94792175292969px; background-color: white; border: 0px; box-sizing: border-box; font-family: "Ensign:Serif", McKay, "McKay ldsLat", Palatino, "Palatino Linotype", Palatino-Roman, Pahoran, "Pahoran ldsLat", "Noto Sans Myanmar", NotoSansMyanmar, SaysetthaldsLao, NotoSerifTamil, serif; font-feature-settings: inherit; font-kerning: inherit; font-optical-sizing: inherit; font-size: 18px; font-stretch: inherit; font-variant-alternates: inherit; font-variant-east-asian: inherit; font-variant-numeric: inherit; font-variant-position: inherit; font-variation-settings: inherit; line-height: inherit; margin: 0px; padding: 0px 0px 0.65em; vertical-align: baseline;"><span class="verse-number" face=""Ensign:Serif", McKay, "McKay ldsLat", Palatino, "Palatino Linotype", "Palatino Bold", Palatino-Bold, Pahoran, "Pahoran ldsLat", "Noto Sans Myanmar", NotoSansMyanmar, SaysetthaldsLao, NotoSerifTamil, serif" style="border: 0px; box-sizing: border-box; font-feature-settings: inherit; font-kerning: inherit; font-optical-sizing: inherit; font-size: 0.9em; font-stretch: normal; font-variant: inherit; font-variation-settings: inherit; font-weight: 700; line-height: inherit; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">84 </span>Therefore, let the morrow take thought for the things of itself.</p><p class="verse" data-aid="128371575" id="p85" style="--height: 127.53125px; background-color: white; border: 0px; box-sizing: border-box; font-family: "Ensign:Serif", McKay, "McKay ldsLat", Palatino, "Palatino Linotype", Palatino-Roman, Pahoran, "Pahoran ldsLat", "Noto Sans Myanmar", NotoSansMyanmar, SaysetthaldsLao, NotoSerifTamil, serif; font-feature-settings: inherit; font-kerning: inherit; font-optical-sizing: inherit; font-size: 18px; font-stretch: inherit; font-variant-alternates: inherit; font-variant-east-asian: inherit; font-variant-numeric: inherit; font-variant-position: inherit; font-variation-settings: inherit; line-height: inherit; margin: 0px; padding: 0px 0px 0.65em; vertical-align: baseline;"><span class="verse-number" face=""Ensign:Serif", McKay, "McKay ldsLat", Palatino, "Palatino Linotype", "Palatino Bold", Palatino-Bold, Pahoran, "Pahoran ldsLat", "Noto Sans Myanmar", NotoSansMyanmar, SaysetthaldsLao, NotoSerifTamil, serif" style="border: 0px; box-sizing: border-box; font-feature-settings: inherit; font-kerning: inherit; font-optical-sizing: inherit; font-size: 0.9em; font-stretch: normal; font-variant: inherit; font-variation-settings: inherit; font-weight: 700; line-height: inherit; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">85 </span>Neither take ye thought beforehand what ye shall say; but treasure up in your minds continually the words of life, and it shall be given you in the very hour that portion that shall be meted unto every man.</p><p class="verse" data-aid="128371578" id="p88" style="--height: 127.53125px; background-color: white; border: 0px; box-sizing: border-box; font-family: "Ensign:Serif", McKay, "McKay ldsLat", Palatino, "Palatino Linotype", Palatino-Roman, Pahoran, "Pahoran ldsLat", "Noto Sans Myanmar", NotoSansMyanmar, SaysetthaldsLao, NotoSerifTamil, serif; font-feature-settings: inherit; font-kerning: inherit; font-optical-sizing: inherit; font-size: 18px; font-stretch: inherit; font-variant-alternates: inherit; font-variant-east-asian: inherit; font-variant-numeric: inherit; font-variant-position: inherit; font-variation-settings: inherit; line-height: inherit; margin: 0px; padding: 0px 0px 0.65em; vertical-align: baseline;"><span class="verse-number" face=""Ensign:Serif", McKay, "McKay ldsLat", Palatino, "Palatino Linotype", "Palatino Bold", Palatino-Bold, Pahoran, "Pahoran ldsLat", "Noto Sans Myanmar", NotoSansMyanmar, SaysetthaldsLao, NotoSerifTamil, serif" style="border: 0px; box-sizing: border-box; font-feature-settings: inherit; font-kerning: inherit; font-optical-sizing: inherit; font-size: 0.9em; font-stretch: normal; font-variant: inherit; font-variation-settings: inherit; font-weight: 700; line-height: inherit; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">88 ...</span>I will go before your face. I will be on your right hand and on your left, and my Spirit shall be in your hearts, and mine angels round about you, to bear you up.</p><p>Those same thoughts continued in our RS discussion. TRUST the Lord. He will be with us in our trials and challenges. Our teacher Jill shared this clip of a paralympic blind runner David Brown with his guide <a href="http://www.fresnosportsmag.com/lemoores-jerome-avery-inspires-the-world-while-serving-as-guide-runner/">Jerome Avery</a>.<br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEigXAFdtrlou6dQ5M1sPPahkKbvUWjTYpzG1cYbRPTUcx0QD4FGN_3XnUMjUIPsyCCpjbHGDwYCGuBk5WLIPAFlEzEuaagFctpSAMSaf0-3UDNIMunEgjoEW3ofl4nSF3FolnuTnfhswQlfvk-0ki4Wr1P5dQ4tmm7JkITNcZdbowW1q8E4zZMSEdpTh7ml/s800/Screenshot%20(30).png" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="671" data-original-width="800" height="268" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEigXAFdtrlou6dQ5M1sPPahkKbvUWjTYpzG1cYbRPTUcx0QD4FGN_3XnUMjUIPsyCCpjbHGDwYCGuBk5WLIPAFlEzEuaagFctpSAMSaf0-3UDNIMunEgjoEW3ofl4nSF3FolnuTnfhswQlfvk-0ki4Wr1P5dQ4tmm7JkITNcZdbowW1q8E4zZMSEdpTh7ml/s320/Screenshot%20(30).png" width="320" /></a></div>In this video below, Jerome is there by his side, encouraging David every step of the way~ “Go David go David!”<p></p><iframe allow="accelerometer; autoplay; clipboard-write; encrypted-media; gyroscope; picture-in-picture; web-share" allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="267" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/xACYoPAicHE?si=8RjcXa9BVcCg01MP" title="YouTube video player" width="475"></iframe><div><br /></div><div>I want to be one with Christ in each move I made. I want to be tethered to him! I want him to be my guide! I'm the blind runner here on this earth. He is helping me and running with me. I am totally dependent on him. I want to be in sync with him with every step I take in my race, to listen to his instructions. He will get me there! He can SEE where he wants to take us and he knows how to get us there. It is HIS WORK AND HIS GLORY to give me salvation and glory! That video was so inspiring, it made me cry. A few quotes from Sister Freeman's talk: </div><div><br /></div><div><span face=""Ensign:Serif", McKay, "McKay ldsLat", Palatino, "Palatino Linotype", Palatino-Roman, serif" style="background-color: white; font-size: 18px;">[Enoch] was blinded by what was broken in him. The Lord’s answer to what hindered him was simple and immediate: “Walk with me.”</span><span face=""Ensign:Serif", McKay, "McKay ldsLat", Palatino, "Palatino Linotype", Palatino-Roman, serif" style="background-color: white; font-size: 18px;"> Like Enoch, we must remember that the One who was bruised and broken for us</span><span face=""Ensign:Serif", McKay, "McKay ldsLat", Palatino, "Palatino Linotype", Palatino-Roman, serif" style="background-color: white; font-size: 18px;"> will allow mortality to do its work in us, but He doesn’t ask us to face those challenges alone.</span><span face=""Ensign:Serif", McKay, "McKay ldsLat", Palatino, "Palatino Linotype", Palatino-Roman, serif" style="background-color: white; font-size: 18px;"> No matter the heaviness of our story or the current course of our path, He will invite us to walk with Him.</span><span face=""Ensign:Serif", McKay, "McKay ldsLat", Palatino, "Palatino Linotype", Palatino-Roman, serif" style="background-color: white; font-size: 13.5px;"> (To run with him!)</span></div><div><span face=""Ensign:Serif", McKay, "McKay ldsLat", Palatino, "Palatino Linotype", Palatino-Roman, serif" style="background-color: white; font-size: 13.5px;"><br /></span></div><div>Our covenants aren't just about a commitment, or promises. They are about a relationship! Just think of the relationship between David Brown and Jerome Avery! Complete trust, joint work, united goal, so good! Speaking of Jacob/Israel...</div><div><br /></div><div><p data-aid="156932087" id="p6" style="--height: 230.33334350585938px; background-color: white; border: 0px; box-sizing: border-box; font-family: "Ensign:Serif", McKay, "McKay ldsLat", Palatino, "Palatino Linotype", Palatino-Roman, serif; font-feature-settings: inherit; font-kerning: inherit; font-optical-sizing: inherit; font-size: 18px; font-stretch: inherit; font-variant-alternates: inherit; font-variant-east-asian: inherit; font-variant-numeric: inherit; font-variant-position: inherit; font-variation-settings: inherit; line-height: 1.6; margin: 0px 0px 0.889em; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">On that night, the Lord stood beside Jacob, introduced Himself as the God of Jacob’s father, and then promised:</p><ul class="bullet" style="background-color: white; border: 0px; box-sizing: border-box; font-family: "Ensign:Serif", McKay, "McKay ldsLat", Palatino, "Palatino Linotype", Palatino-Roman, serif; font-feature-settings: inherit; font-kerning: inherit; font-optical-sizing: inherit; font-size: 18px; font-stretch: inherit; font-variant-alternates: inherit; font-variant-east-asian: inherit; font-variant-numeric: inherit; font-variant-position: inherit; font-variation-settings: inherit; line-height: inherit; list-style-image: none; list-style-position: outside; margin: 0px; padding: 0px 0px 0px 0.889em; vertical-align: baseline;"><li style="border: 0px; box-sizing: border-box; font: inherit; margin: 0px; padding: 0px 0px 0px 0.222em; vertical-align: baseline;"><p data-aid="156932098" id="p7" style="--height: 28.791667938232422px; border: 0px; box-sizing: border-box; font-family: inherit; font-feature-settings: inherit; font-kerning: inherit; font-optical-sizing: inherit; font-size: inherit; font-stretch: inherit; font-style: inherit; font-variant: inherit; font-variation-settings: inherit; font-weight: inherit; line-height: 1.6; margin: 0px 0px 0.889em; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">I am with you.</p></li><li style="border: 0px; box-sizing: border-box; font: inherit; margin: 0px; padding: 0px 0px 0px 0.222em; vertical-align: baseline;"><p data-aid="156932105" id="p8" style="--height: 28.791667938232422px; border: 0px; box-sizing: border-box; font-family: inherit; font-feature-settings: inherit; font-kerning: inherit; font-optical-sizing: inherit; font-size: inherit; font-stretch: inherit; font-style: inherit; font-variant: inherit; font-variation-settings: inherit; font-weight: inherit; line-height: 1.6; margin: 0px 0px 0.889em; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">I will keep you safe.</p></li><li style="border: 0px; box-sizing: border-box; font: inherit; margin: 0px; padding: 0px 0px 0px 0.222em; vertical-align: baseline;"><p data-aid="156932112" id="p9" style="--height: 28.791667938232422px; border: 0px; box-sizing: border-box; font-family: inherit; font-feature-settings: inherit; font-kerning: inherit; font-optical-sizing: inherit; font-size: inherit; font-stretch: inherit; font-style: inherit; font-variant: inherit; font-variation-settings: inherit; font-weight: inherit; line-height: 1.6; margin: 0px 0px 0.889em; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">I will bring you home again.</p></li><li style="border: 0px; box-sizing: border-box; font: inherit; margin: 0px; padding: 0px 0px 0px 0.222em; vertical-align: baseline;"><p data-aid="156932120" id="p10" style="--height: 28.791667938232422px; border: 0px; box-sizing: border-box; font-family: inherit; font-feature-settings: inherit; font-kerning: inherit; font-optical-sizing: inherit; font-size: inherit; font-stretch: inherit; font-style: inherit; font-variant: inherit; font-variation-settings: inherit; font-weight: inherit; line-height: 1.6; margin: 0px 0px 0.889em; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">I will not leave you.</p></li><li style="border: 0px; box-sizing: border-box; font: inherit; margin: 0px; padding: 0px 0px 0px 0.222em; vertical-align: baseline;"><p data-aid="156932128" id="p11" style="--height: 28.791667938232422px; border: 0px; box-sizing: border-box; font-family: inherit; font-feature-settings: inherit; font-kerning: inherit; font-optical-sizing: inherit; font-size: inherit; font-stretch: inherit; font-style: inherit; font-variant: inherit; font-variation-settings: inherit; font-weight: inherit; line-height: 1.6; margin: 0px 0px 0.889em; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">I will keep my promise to you.<a class="note-ref" data-scroll-id="note7" href="https://www.churchofjesuschrist.org/study/general-conference/2023/10/42freeman?lang=eng#note7" style="border: 0px; box-sizing: border-box; font: inherit; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; text-decoration-line: none; vertical-align: baseline;"><sup class="marker" style="border: 0px; box-sizing: border-box; font-family: inherit; font-feature-settings: inherit; font-kerning: inherit; font-optical-sizing: inherit; font-size: 0.75em; font-stretch: inherit; font-style: inherit; font-variant: inherit; font-variation-settings: inherit; font-weight: inherit; line-height: 0; margin: 0px; padding: 0px 0px 0px 0.1em;">7</sup></a></p></li></ul><p data-aid="156932138" id="p12" style="--height: 260.4583435058594px; background-color: white; border: 0px; box-sizing: border-box; font-family: "Ensign:Serif", McKay, "McKay ldsLat", Palatino, "Palatino Linotype", Palatino-Roman, serif; font-feature-settings: inherit; font-kerning: inherit; font-optical-sizing: inherit; font-size: 18px; font-stretch: inherit; font-variant-alternates: inherit; font-variant-east-asian: inherit; font-variant-numeric: inherit; font-variant-position: inherit; font-variation-settings: inherit; line-height: 1.6; margin: 0px 0px 0.889em; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">Jacob had a choice to make. He could choose to live his life simply acquainted with the God of his father, or he could choose to live life in committed covenant relationship with Him.</p></div><div>I choose a committed relationship with Christ! It was just such an awesome sacrament meeting, and a wonderful lesson in Relief Society, and I just came home feeling so edified and determined. Christ can see the end! He wants me to get there! He is working so hard with me to help me get there, to win the prize. That is his work and his glory, to bring me with him. As I work and listen to him and follow his every move, he works to make me just as capable as him. I know I repeated myself there, but it's just beautiful symbolism there in the blind runner and his guide. Also, it's not the race or the track that makes me the winner. It's following my guide. I felt like there's some more parallelism there in the track and the race being the law, but the law isn't what has the power. Christ does. The law just IS. The track is just there. But it's God's abilities and the abilities I learn on the track that are important for salvation. I'm going to ponder over all of it a little more. </div><div><br /></div><div>So, that's that. Today Wayne came over to join us for dinner. We had garlic toast, a Greek salad, and Tuscan Sausage Soup (thank you Costco) with an addition of lots of golden potatoes, cauliflower, and zucchini. I also attended a virtual baby shower for <a href="https://thewridefamily.blogspot.com/2019/09/xelas-wedding.html">Xela</a> who is expecting her first child in a few weeks, a little girl! The shower was very cute, I took notes for future baby showers! I went over to a friend Kathy's house and she is going to host a bridal shower for Belle in two weeks so that will be fun. There's a lot to do, AHHH! Corey went to the Mt. Jordan chapel before church to look around. They have a screen, no stage, he only saw banquet tables, we only have access to round table clothes to borrow, so I'm going to need to text ladies about that tomorrow. Tonight Abi was looking through my yearbook and I told her about the Golden Talon award, and how when I was in <a href="https://www.facebook.com/photo/?fbid=851779178277269&set=ecnf.100000164223419">9th grade</a>, I looked through my older sister's yearbook at a <a href="https://www.facebook.com/bjeanbybee">high school soccer idol</a> of mine and I decided I wanted to be like her and get the Golden Talon award, so I looked at how many yearbook page numbers were after her name in the index and decided I needed about that many as well if I wanted to get the Golden Talon, so I set to work. So I had a lot of numbers after my name in my senior year book, and Abi was looking at that and was impressed. Then she was looking at pics of Corey and I, and I went downstairs to try and find where I put our Golden Talon awards, found the, then we were looking through a box of memorabilia and sharing some of our high school romance story with the kids the rest of the night. Kids looking at the collage pic that Corey made for me on my mission... it was going to be a cd cover for a cd of our love songs. It still needs new glass on it (<a href="https://thewridefamily.blogspot.com/2014/07/amazing-rose.html">bird broke it in 2014...</a>) </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhCdeY4FV7czrFCU8dL_rbGJB1uxvm-AdvyiPqcclRTzCnhJXHWbZIeot50lKdiqHxHnfdOEiwIswdalatxqGf1yffZbqgZo_E_Qg5mFue3HYzYPFvE62Sybo-yw9fuHvfJnrsVyuypLlkEpGPde6vOmpIaFQtBQVez5o4bj5AJZ76VLlTbqM8P16kTEiAH/s4032/IMG_2824.HEIC" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3024" data-original-width="4032" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhCdeY4FV7czrFCU8dL_rbGJB1uxvm-AdvyiPqcclRTzCnhJXHWbZIeot50lKdiqHxHnfdOEiwIswdalatxqGf1yffZbqgZo_E_Qg5mFue3HYzYPFvE62Sybo-yw9fuHvfJnrsVyuypLlkEpGPde6vOmpIaFQtBQVez5o4bj5AJZ76VLlTbqM8P16kTEiAH/s320/IMG_2824.HEIC" width="320" /></a></div><div>(haha, look at Kat in that photo!) Ethan was here and took a little video of Corey and I for his House part 2 video that he's been working on for over a month. He's got lots of good content. He's just so busy, he wishes he has more time to work on it. But when he does start working on it, he can't stop and then his homework suffers! Life of a college kids. Wishing he was living back in the good ol' days of carefree childhood? Probably not, but I'm sure he'd like the free time that small children have. Wouldn't we all? Owen was playing legos with Peter tonight, thank you Owen! Peter needs his brothers to play with him. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjoqWOLpJxYGa5FSYF3jLZ67pwPsoMCy4_z-GlpdU0-eN7jcYpt6JcVcg_C-2f8HhLNSbmJY7mpPGa8MPVmBd9K5LSpIuOP4g2EQxN0IF0JDekG8S3TsdEyNgPXFzc48_DHabK7nLNT4wDaBLl1KoHQ6yOcGGm8jVSCRczhqGTDe7k8_d1eJHWau7fFs9P4/s4032/IMG_2823.HEIC" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3024" data-original-width="4032" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjoqWOLpJxYGa5FSYF3jLZ67pwPsoMCy4_z-GlpdU0-eN7jcYpt6JcVcg_C-2f8HhLNSbmJY7mpPGa8MPVmBd9K5LSpIuOP4g2EQxN0IF0JDekG8S3TsdEyNgPXFzc48_DHabK7nLNT4wDaBLl1KoHQ6yOcGGm8jVSCRczhqGTDe7k8_d1eJHWau7fFs9P4/s320/IMG_2823.HEIC" width="320" /></a></div><div>ANYWAY, it's been a fun walk down memory lane tonight. Feeling very blessed for our relationship and story. Corey has been a gift from God to me. I'm so grateful that it worked out between us! My kids are so lucky. I love Corey!!!</div>Tiffaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14508201361489460187noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2621250205758642147.post-75959241935083027902024-02-08T20:58:00.000-08:002024-02-09T21:35:16.024-08:00Play Based Childhood<p>Here are a few cute pictures of Katharine playing with her kitchen on Tuesday. It is so fun, I love it!</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiB2jRDABgq4-1o63NEYvfHTZBOUm2Y4Iq1wZmlOx5zPEfV4bdFBuN3gpWq8AB39LaT2SJ8oBlGmQE4NIuWRBBez4kHo8dRPf5rtpnpyvdKO7QY2dC6VsdgikjqfHofhZ-0rhSl7NrL-NkaaNi7L6uO_59P0HV7K9kEGjONNWDFign3tEG25umRGQzyYBo0/s4032/IMG_2666.HEIC" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3024" data-original-width="4032" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiB2jRDABgq4-1o63NEYvfHTZBOUm2Y4Iq1wZmlOx5zPEfV4bdFBuN3gpWq8AB39LaT2SJ8oBlGmQE4NIuWRBBez4kHo8dRPf5rtpnpyvdKO7QY2dC6VsdgikjqfHofhZ-0rhSl7NrL-NkaaNi7L6uO_59P0HV7K9kEGjONNWDFign3tEG25umRGQzyYBo0/s320/IMG_2666.HEIC" width="320" /></a></div>I got Katharine some new food and some little cups yesterday at Ikea, to add to her collection (cause doggy and monkey didn't have any drinks!) I love to watch her play. <a href="https://youtu.be/9LVdvSrcnus">She <i>really</i> likes cutting the orange</a>.<div><br /></div><div>Peter is a lego kid. He's always making cool lego sets.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgIQTYqqmMQBgs1zIARFyaBjN-A11xx2lqBScLXq2YgGBJy3fCJw3MaDMLyCpHH8cvdp5Jc0iMQQJpijK-BARQ0migt2yc3dJEHqbIDIvcQFF_12ejeIEyb4ABtegViXqpHmImfHuaDvkrW3yTASDwDbcnAa79GzU4lqhEZGEjdFejuhkhVdZM_u3YNnzjC/s4032/IMG_2763.HEIC" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgIQTYqqmMQBgs1zIARFyaBjN-A11xx2lqBScLXq2YgGBJy3fCJw3MaDMLyCpHH8cvdp5Jc0iMQQJpijK-BARQ0migt2yc3dJEHqbIDIvcQFF_12ejeIEyb4ABtegViXqpHmImfHuaDvkrW3yTASDwDbcnAa79GzU4lqhEZGEjdFejuhkhVdZM_u3YNnzjC/s320/IMG_2763.HEIC" width="240" /></a></div>Tonight Natalie and Daniel made an epic duplo train. <div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjB4u0ZzYyv5khdRVs52a7htGCckjN8b9tyMBZASSTFjUc4xEQeV7bqazCF3BNV8-9eOyN5FkAeWYkQU_2VrcNbJ7VwfKyHJij3FrQihIKV-ZSmhO8jSivoHhmAV8GYBaHkJc2uZOvgmbaWEHiF3rUf-ahKNlKNYmhPr66-MflVd10XfILIXIzn4FSVMe81/s4032/IMG_2737.HEIC" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3024" data-original-width="4032" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjB4u0ZzYyv5khdRVs52a7htGCckjN8b9tyMBZASSTFjUc4xEQeV7bqazCF3BNV8-9eOyN5FkAeWYkQU_2VrcNbJ7VwfKyHJij3FrQihIKV-ZSmhO8jSivoHhmAV8GYBaHkJc2uZOvgmbaWEHiF3rUf-ahKNlKNYmhPr66-MflVd10XfILIXIzn4FSVMe81/s320/IMG_2737.HEIC" width="320" /></a></div><div>I had gotten those out on Monday, to keep little kids happy when we had a little friend over here during a relief society meeting here. It kept them busy, but I should have put them away... they've been all over the house the past 4 days! My bad. Katharine stacking up blocks last night at scriptures...<br /><div style="text-align: center;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjiCK4DVKZ2EsOug_i0lPtM5mm3VyPf5aPR24qch2wUBuhEE9vYo5v-bAlRiJehEF5zCGJBtemMEs31x4bwAPUDpgtmab2I9EWmBBkGgfwluPz_6lglWnm2LL-9p5NulnS1YwCc3o-uDuugE3vIC2ZRb2fEifPt_L2lJH2ZvD8yxtmptmpqXFA3IElgfMfC/s4032/IMG_2719.HEIC" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3024" data-original-width="4032" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjiCK4DVKZ2EsOug_i0lPtM5mm3VyPf5aPR24qch2wUBuhEE9vYo5v-bAlRiJehEF5zCGJBtemMEs31x4bwAPUDpgtmab2I9EWmBBkGgfwluPz_6lglWnm2LL-9p5NulnS1YwCc3o-uDuugE3vIC2ZRb2fEifPt_L2lJH2ZvD8yxtmptmpqXFA3IElgfMfC/s320/IMG_2719.HEIC" width="320" /></a></div></div><p>So it's been messy, but it's not bad. <br /></p><div style="text-align: center;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgsl0JDNAfO9aUJ_6mcd9cmPJwxASAKERyTGMv09mzgSXEUBrkBfcCwWCx929HDGWDs1ZxQJmRsMh15mFBpo9oHPEu2AK082pz1V7fND3fbEJOcN7INU1nd9IomTDZ4kOoQhKYRbBFMYye805A56rZiTVvBTfmkqTmS2hUgq8T6w_hLpNf1YaTcRae0NIPv/s320/IMG_2721.HEIC" style="color: #0000ee;" width="240" /></div><p></p><p>It's a very good thing, cause kids need to play. Corey shared this video with us tonight at scriptures - Jonathan Haidt talking about "<a href="https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yVq4ARIlNVg">Smartphones vs. Smart Kids</a>". I listened to some of it today but didn't finish. We didn't listen to all of it with the kids either, so I'm going to finish it tomorrow, but I loved what I heard. Totally agree with him! Amen!</p><iframe allow="accelerometer; autoplay; clipboard-write; encrypted-media; gyroscope; picture-in-picture; web-share" allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="267" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/yVq4ARIlNVg?si=ECYmGM_GPykJdNJH" title="YouTube video player" width="475"></iframe><p>I want to read all the books he referenced. This all also went along with things Lili Anderson shared in the Follow Him podcast this week, most in <a href="https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=iBIXTdBLQME">part 1</a> - she shared similar thoughts on screens, being anti fragile, etc. <a href="https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=AIHP7xly3-8">Part 2</a> was excellent as well as Lili shared some very hard trials she's been facing lately, including the unexpected passing of her husband in December. </p></div></div>Tiffaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14508201361489460187noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2621250205758642147.post-820036557067973392024-01-30T20:34:00.000-08:002024-02-02T17:11:42.151-08:00Off to Mexico!<p>We said goodbye to Wesley this morning! We love you Elder Wride!!</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3024" data-original-width="4032" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhwrGAcmhYNQ6_nH34QRZpIE3Qo06M7MOyzOaiSr8vcYYnKgR_xYyea200duWvq5D_MvIclvAZG5wZdA3nyyVGYs9LvkB3_uam4iLb2ZX8Xn_Li05yK-6i3WYE5fTEMctJjxig0z6N6gvjxXIRv5Xz_nEkyiLMS4H77ZJQlCuE4fOqy3wfLgSpZDRFUbGFi/s320/IMG_2516.HEIC" style="color: #0000ee;" width="320" /></div><div>I started a <a href="https://elderwesleywride.blogspot.com/">mission blog</a> for him where I'll post his weekly emails - nothing on it yet, but it is on my list to catch up there posting his mission call opening and things like his departure today. We went to bed at like 9 last night, which was good cause Wes was up at 3:30 to pack. He didn't pack last night, cause he said he didn't know what he would want to use in the morning, so he preferred to wake up early and pack. He woke me up when he came into ANK's room looking for tweezers (I was in there with K) and then around 4:30 he asked me if I could help him finish packing. So I got up and we got to work, finishing his laundry and fitting everything int his suitcases. They seem to still have room for any books that he'll get at the MTC. We woke up everyone at 5:30, and headed to the cars right around 6, good job team!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEivjR1clbZEt4ULVdUVp4BLhapmHUPagNefXGfk4ebhX5pMkr9TG94_HeYkbiNEBT25MyXfZT-7H4Vy7yBJQ6cIE2oDeG0SalCyWhhPuvQhKNqWRViNAkKRwURDKP7diaBWJ2GLDlmog5VL5hT3-xaOmUSQW6cSEQbRrkwuJEK-exXI_ChyphenhyphenBFKRCkLN8YwO/s4032/IMG_2507.HEIC" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEivjR1clbZEt4ULVdUVp4BLhapmHUPagNefXGfk4ebhX5pMkr9TG94_HeYkbiNEBT25MyXfZT-7H4Vy7yBJQ6cIE2oDeG0SalCyWhhPuvQhKNqWRViNAkKRwURDKP7diaBWJ2GLDlmog5VL5hT3-xaOmUSQW6cSEQbRrkwuJEK-exXI_ChyphenhyphenBFKRCkLN8YwO/s320/IMG_2507.HEIC" width="240" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Corey and I drove, I had Wes in my car with NODPK. We listened to my Gospel - Get Pumped! playlist, which only has two songs, so first it was the Tabernacle Choir singing How Firm a Foundation, love it, and then it was Everfound "God of the Impossible" which is also one of my downhill biking songs. I came across the God of the Impossible song back <a href="https://seekingzion.blogspot.com/2022/06/saul-and-david-decisions-determine.html">in 2022 when I taught about David and Goliath</a> during our Old Testament Adult Sunday School class. I found this <a href="https://youtu.be/kDCU0hQV0Pk?si=_qPXBxtLTrFqTPAv">David and Goliath youtube video</a> (from a Brazil tv series called Rei Davi) and I loved the David in it! And his confident walk down to confront Goliath. In my head, they got the clip right through 1:48 when the sword fight starts... I've never thought of them having a sword/spear fight first, so I thought it was kinda funny. Esp 2:45 made me laugh! But I get it, you gotta increase the story line. Personally I think David just got him with the stones right away and from a safe distance. Anyway, I still like the video and I really like the song. :) As we listened to it, Wesley said "I just got chills..." I thought a lot of the lyrics were appropriate for the moment we were entering - "Just a boy... I'm ready to go! I'm ready to go!!!" and in a blessing Wesley received he was counseled, on his mission, to leave all personal affairs behind "I won't look back..."</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /><div class="ujudUb" jsname="U8S5sf" style="background-color: white; color: #202124; font-family: Roboto, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; margin-bottom: 12px;"><span jsname="YS01Ge">Just a boy with a sling and a stone,</span><br aria-hidden="true" /><span jsname="YS01Ge">But the heart of a lion dared him to go.</span><br aria-hidden="true" /><span jsname="YS01Ge">To hear the sound of the cynical,</span><br aria-hidden="true" /><span jsname="YS01Ge">Die out with the sound of the giant's fall.</span></div><div class="ujudUb" jsname="U8S5sf" style="background-color: white; color: #202124; font-family: Roboto, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; margin-bottom: 12px;"><span jsname="YS01Ge">Ohhh, oh ohh!</span><br aria-hidden="true" /><span jsname="YS01Ge">I dare to believe in incredible things.</span><br aria-hidden="true" /><span jsname="YS01Ge">Ohhh, oh ohh!</span><br aria-hidden="true" /><span jsname="YS01Ge">I'm ready to go, I'm ready to gooo-oh!</span></div><div class="ujudUb" jsname="U8S5sf" style="background-color: white; color: #202124; font-family: Roboto, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; margin-bottom: 12px;"><span jsname="YS01Ge">Here I am! Lord send me!</span><br aria-hidden="true" /><span jsname="YS01Ge">I won't look back, cause I was made</span><br aria-hidden="true" /><span jsname="YS01Ge">To be a part, of the, imposs-ible!</span><br aria-hidden="true" /><span jsname="YS01Ge">You're God, of the, imposs-ible!</span></div><div class="ujudUb" jsname="U8S5sf" style="background-color: white; color: #202124; font-family: Roboto, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; margin-bottom: 12px;"><span jsname="YS01Ge">Here I am! Lord send me!</span><br aria-hidden="true" /><span jsname="YS01Ge">I won't back down, cause I believe</span><br aria-hidden="true" /><span jsname="YS01Ge">You are the God, of the, imposs-ible!</span><br aria-hidden="true" /><span jsname="YS01Ge">Here, I, am, send me!</span></div><div class="ujudUb" jsname="U8S5sf" style="background-color: white; color: #202124; font-family: Roboto, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; margin-bottom: 12px;"><span jsname="YS01Ge">Empty bones and a thirsty soul,</span><br aria-hidden="true" /><span jsname="YS01Ge">Dreamin' for more than the life I have known.</span><br aria-hidden="true" /><span jsname="YS01Ge">'Til I tasted a burning coal,</span><br aria-hidden="true" /><span jsname="YS01Ge">And my guilt was erased, and my sin was atoned!</span></div><div class="ujudUb" jsname="U8S5sf" style="background-color: white; color: #202124; font-family: Roboto, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; margin-bottom: 12px;"><span jsname="YS01Ge">Ohhh, oh ohh!</span><br aria-hidden="true" /><span jsname="YS01Ge">I dare to believe in incredible things.</span><br aria-hidden="true" /><span jsname="YS01Ge">Ohhh, oh ohh!</span><br aria-hidden="true" /><span jsname="YS01Ge">I'm ready to go, I'm ready to gooo-oh!</span></div><div class="ujudUb" jsname="U8S5sf" style="background-color: white; color: #202124; font-family: Roboto, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; margin-bottom: 12px;"><span jsname="YS01Ge">Here I am! Lord send me!</span><br aria-hidden="true" /><span jsname="YS01Ge">I won't look back, cause I was made</span><br aria-hidden="true" /><span jsname="YS01Ge">To be a part, of the, imposs-ible!</span><br aria-hidden="true" /><span jsname="YS01Ge">You're God, of the, imposs-ible!</span></div><div class="ujudUb" jsname="U8S5sf" style="background-color: white; color: #202124; font-family: Roboto, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; margin-bottom: 12px;"><span jsname="YS01Ge">Here I am! Lord send me!</span><br aria-hidden="true" /><span jsname="YS01Ge">I won't back down, cause I believe</span><br aria-hidden="true" /><span jsname="YS01Ge">You are the God, of the, imposs-ible!</span><br aria-hidden="true" /><span jsname="YS01Ge">Here, I, am, send me!</span></div><div class="ujudUb" jsname="U8S5sf" style="background-color: white; color: #202124; font-family: Roboto, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; margin-bottom: 12px;"><span jsname="YS01Ge">Ohhh, oh ohh!</span><br aria-hidden="true" /><span jsname="YS01Ge">I dare to believe in incredible things.</span><br aria-hidden="true" /><span jsname="YS01Ge">Ohhh, oh ohh!</span><br aria-hidden="true" /><span jsname="YS01Ge">Cause you're the God of the impossible.</span></div><div class="ujudUb" jsname="U8S5sf" style="background-color: white; color: #202124; font-family: Roboto, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; margin-bottom: 12px;"><span jsname="YS01Ge">Ohhh, oh ohh!</span><br aria-hidden="true" /><span jsname="YS01Ge">I dare to believe in incredible things.</span><br aria-hidden="true" /><span jsname="YS01Ge">Ohhh, oh ohh!</span><br aria-hidden="true" /><span jsname="YS01Ge">I'm ready to go, I'm ready to gooo-oh!</span></div><div class="ujudUb" jsname="U8S5sf" style="background-color: white; color: #202124; font-family: Roboto, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; margin-bottom: 12px;"><span jsname="YS01Ge">Here I am! Lord send me!</span><br aria-hidden="true" /><span jsname="YS01Ge">I won't look back, cause I was made</span><br aria-hidden="true" /><span jsname="YS01Ge">To be a part, of the, imposs-ible!</span><br aria-hidden="true" /><span jsname="YS01Ge">You're God, of the, imposs-ible!</span></div><div class="ujudUb" jsname="U8S5sf" style="background-color: white; color: #202124; font-family: Roboto, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; margin-bottom: 12px;"><span jsname="YS01Ge">Here I am! Lord send me!</span><br aria-hidden="true" /><span jsname="YS01Ge">I won't back down, cause I believe</span><br aria-hidden="true" /><span jsname="YS01Ge">You are the God, of the, imposs-ible!</span><br aria-hidden="true" /><span jsname="YS01Ge">Here, I, am, send me!</span></div><div class="ujudUb WRZytc" jsname="U8S5sf" style="background-color: white; color: #202124; font-family: Roboto, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; margin-bottom: 0px;"><span jsname="YS01Ge">Send me!</span><br aria-hidden="true" /><span jsname="YS01Ge">(Send me!)</span><br aria-hidden="true" /><span jsname="YS01Ge">Send me!</span></div></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjFTmdhQ1C5iB8VRx382gYzLsoYVVbqLbLz9wYvSzUm8swOTovzEH3NdK3izd6DRwBKuPLiLevnGVeb34EPhtR0DRXbYC42-zEVtURdmau9ZUJfVdtYoefLsb_tHcQMrQj03ND-sFOoh-p879I0VXj2V-bMZXzAGlIKbT293SgaoTxIb_bot_4KfXemsi3y/s4032/IMG_2510.HEIC" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3024" data-original-width="4032" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjFTmdhQ1C5iB8VRx382gYzLsoYVVbqLbLz9wYvSzUm8swOTovzEH3NdK3izd6DRwBKuPLiLevnGVeb34EPhtR0DRXbYC42-zEVtURdmau9ZUJfVdtYoefLsb_tHcQMrQj03ND-sFOoh-p879I0VXj2V-bMZXzAGlIKbT293SgaoTxIb_bot_4KfXemsi3y/s320/IMG_2510.HEIC" width="320" /></a></div>Here he is! At the airport! We're sending him off, with trust in God that we will meet again at the end of his mission. Peter hurt his pinky toe the night before, and it hurt to walk, so Wes gave him <a href="https://www.youtube.com/shorts/ka5vGJfBUsc">a luggage ride</a>. <br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_WDybp-33FBoLKW9cYzvgTWkQaipbEDyo2GN_rN0nSZf3v8FL59HoP4dFrlqD-2R76n0n-_F0I3_lPmbsm3Q2WrElfeuYd1K96VYrNHXZCuQh9afsk5AZcGv5du0LmVx556vQIT2cPKlY_BreV5molPBMdxmhYyGI-tafJm7MFkPmBWuRxzUprndA2yhs/s4032/IMG_2512.HEIC" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_WDybp-33FBoLKW9cYzvgTWkQaipbEDyo2GN_rN0nSZf3v8FL59HoP4dFrlqD-2R76n0n-_F0I3_lPmbsm3Q2WrElfeuYd1K96VYrNHXZCuQh9afsk5AZcGv5du0LmVx556vQIT2cPKlY_BreV5molPBMdxmhYyGI-tafJm7MFkPmBWuRxzUprndA2yhs/s320/IMG_2512.HEIC" width="240" /></a></div>Getting closer. Wes is our first missionary that has had all his siblings come to the airport (not by choice of our previous missionaries, it was our choice and cause of covid)<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiPc5mKcsLC7FMWsljeDgfr5MeznJ-6M2RIWYn3QEUmIjbPAzytBZv84cEqahzEMPHNw6XkAu79QKUDA5MejzljBVylxiLIgjkgKURfO_bdqOkWlqLv4QqdzDLbdHtq0AQ_PBbC6jl9xT7r-vTdsWuvuPzviWZAZFPN9TnQJ_p7a2kZdqrdH5pqZLfR3zaM/s4032/IMG_2514.HEIC" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3024" data-original-width="4032" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiPc5mKcsLC7FMWsljeDgfr5MeznJ-6M2RIWYn3QEUmIjbPAzytBZv84cEqahzEMPHNw6XkAu79QKUDA5MejzljBVylxiLIgjkgKURfO_bdqOkWlqLv4QqdzDLbdHtq0AQ_PBbC6jl9xT7r-vTdsWuvuPzviWZAZFPN9TnQJ_p7a2kZdqrdH5pqZLfR3zaM/s320/IMG_2514.HEIC" width="320" /></a></div>Checking luggage.<br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhhk2CPFTQjP_xncY3I7xDx3WE8d44ZekgznXjo4ZoJXFRzuM3h-4EJQT_i3K1gi6MC0U_nSvrubSqW8Az_1v1FkbXK5lC7CFiiekLCcksh7m0rbicRuscQGj-XFSfNrkSYeQXlmmyhhwU7ODlBBpG7ZzFvl5V7CcMl92P5wd-lKjo7NOSQaCAishTdTOas/s4032/IMG_2513.HEIC" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3024" data-original-width="4032" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhhk2CPFTQjP_xncY3I7xDx3WE8d44ZekgznXjo4ZoJXFRzuM3h-4EJQT_i3K1gi6MC0U_nSvrubSqW8Az_1v1FkbXK5lC7CFiiekLCcksh7m0rbicRuscQGj-XFSfNrkSYeQXlmmyhhwU7ODlBBpG7ZzFvl5V7CcMl92P5wd-lKjo7NOSQaCAishTdTOas/s320/IMG_2513.HEIC" width="320" /></a></div>Ok! Well, that's the last thing... he needs to go through security now, so this is where we all say goodbye. A nice airport person took the group photo for us, then Wes gave hugs all around. Corey got a video that I shall try to remember to upload to his youtube channel. <br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjnzdju306T3XaURJpvPEDDajnJQpP_EvZY7HYi_DK3LkOCgaaXeSXn7z3ghzONzIJiaXrTb9tY7nUB7X8Hnf4FhChmw9do5-xWAO5Zd9SZjUo3Q7CK8Nn2jmij1Z80WwKG_q7T4EQ9DpvaitQK6UqsUPiIrLpl3YuHRp8A7eZe3PpQ3OmK3S20yTDQdViM/s4032/IMG_2518.HEIC" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3024" data-original-width="4032" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjnzdju306T3XaURJpvPEDDajnJQpP_EvZY7HYi_DK3LkOCgaaXeSXn7z3ghzONzIJiaXrTb9tY7nUB7X8Hnf4FhChmw9do5-xWAO5Zd9SZjUo3Q7CK8Nn2jmij1Z80WwKG_q7T4EQ9DpvaitQK6UqsUPiIrLpl3YuHRp8A7eZe3PpQ3OmK3S20yTDQdViM/s320/IMG_2518.HEIC" width="320" /></a></div>I was ok until I saw Corey crying, and Corey started crying as Wes gave Peter a hug and squatted down to explain to him again what was going to happen. "I'm going to go on my mission now, but I'll be back in two years when you are 7! It will feel like a long time, but I need to go teach people about Jesus and I'll come back and I'm going to be so excited to see you!" As Wesley talked, Peter stood very straight, nodding his head with his eyes very open and not blinking, like he was trying to take in and remember the instructions. Then we waved and he backed up and walked away.<br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_F1HIM9b7GlC9lLJigOKtQGV_VUAzF-jvtwhYnr_4SY4gFN7JtBCLbg-oOg3pMbFgsufo66966_vvc4EK_lEwjh_fMdmgGyf3M7LHsXpcT9UnpurgUvwyKGvxjanPmoTcWLGSWGey2zqPpDpFE5y0GmwQ50T6vElOB0IgcTFgQXQhAYp_IJoGEZb8h_TH/s4032/IMG_2522.HEIC" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_F1HIM9b7GlC9lLJigOKtQGV_VUAzF-jvtwhYnr_4SY4gFN7JtBCLbg-oOg3pMbFgsufo66966_vvc4EK_lEwjh_fMdmgGyf3M7LHsXpcT9UnpurgUvwyKGvxjanPmoTcWLGSWGey2zqPpDpFE5y0GmwQ50T6vElOB0IgcTFgQXQhAYp_IJoGEZb8h_TH/s320/IMG_2522.HEIC" width="240" /></a></div>We stood around for a few minutes, trying to see if there was anywhere that we could see people after they passed through security, but it was all blocked off. And then I decided I'd take Peter and we'd walk toward the security line to see if we could see him. He was just coming up to the turn, so Peter was able to sneak in one last hug!<br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhlrQODRp-jhkf3MGycstmwV1yVpLrphf9MM5NsjkXanaFsRIuaKLn-TJT2l-ZTqhPVHV-UNK-OOx8x2Gfo87dKbfqT1tS8KAlDU-dZy9Zs5LvmfUVle_uQI3JUr1CIBvQzskAZ10mLYE6W80_p2mchYcMxT14AKMOBF1f_wS9EG6XhR77b7bplWnU_gdA/s4032/IMG_2525.HEIC" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhlrQODRp-jhkf3MGycstmwV1yVpLrphf9MM5NsjkXanaFsRIuaKLn-TJT2l-ZTqhPVHV-UNK-OOx8x2Gfo87dKbfqT1tS8KAlDU-dZy9Zs5LvmfUVle_uQI3JUr1CIBvQzskAZ10mLYE6W80_p2mchYcMxT14AKMOBF1f_wS9EG6XhR77b7bplWnU_gdA/s320/IMG_2525.HEIC" width="240" /></a></div>And he looked a little sad as we walked out, but Peter's always had those <a href="https://www.kohls.com/product/prd-3756589/precious-moments-communion-brown-hair-medium-skin-boy-figurine.jsp">tear drop Precious Moment child eyes</a>. <br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkYewQtIELVDzsMq4x3GN0IcKRtqiGV1uwGw9gjtmqbqLMb-gTTiaD1m4lVwS4wltjaBjPRNhorjRke1doswwo_hRefloCNkthGq7sYaDHCsbYm68D9eLrwNEXMm6Dn5m-_2t-gTTCr2j7X1G9i59ASeNmel4YaiiePVePOhPATvo4q032ntaC7UAzcLbw/s3088/IMG_2527.HEIC" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3088" data-original-width="2316" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkYewQtIELVDzsMq4x3GN0IcKRtqiGV1uwGw9gjtmqbqLMb-gTTiaD1m4lVwS4wltjaBjPRNhorjRke1doswwo_hRefloCNkthGq7sYaDHCsbYm68D9eLrwNEXMm6Dn5m-_2t-gTTCr2j7X1G9i59ASeNmel4YaiiePVePOhPATvo4q032ntaC7UAzcLbw/s320/IMG_2527.HEIC" width="240" /></a></div>And then we headed home. Corey took ALS to school, I took NODPK home for breakfast and then they made it to safety patrol and to the bus in plenty of time. And then Peter had some <a href="https://thewridefamily.blogspot.com/2015/04/skyping.html">hardship ice cream</a>. <br /><div><div style="text-align: center;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj9_RzCYFDsaPLKncfHbGUXIR-CGqYQ1qE9m1irxuwR6_qmsgmXAPQAJgZ-0a0oSE9sbQt0pGee10lEoJ5SXOGd4GU49PDX-ADVhWVrZvp9-BgYLEtAl-qbj2AXkgs3OX68rtnzC9DoLIjiLkiHLRl0nCz294uUMSiUSNlQ_QsfgGxFWEQMWajjLsOAF9sk/s320/IMG_2537.HEIC" style="color: #0000ee;" width="240" /></div><div>We'll take it a day at a time. I was going through a bin of Wesley's discarded clothes and I found his SBO sweater in the pile. I'm going to keep that one for him to keep. I put it on cause it's cold in the basement. And Corey worked late tonight. So I went on a slow walk outside while I had the chance. Cried a little bit as I looked at the stars. A lot of emotions, it is a bittersweet day. We're excited for Wes. This was our last day being with Wesley the teen. He's going to come back a 20 year old and with a life's worth of experience in a short 2 years. He's going to do great things for the Lord. </div></div>Tiffaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14508201361489460187noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2621250205758642147.post-48333239897499822162024-01-29T20:54:00.000-08:002024-02-02T15:34:05.173-08:00Last Meals<p>Wesley making Kodiak pancakes for breakfast has been a regular occurrence around here for the past year plus. Today was my last day to enjoy Wesley's protein pancakes with Peter. It's been a good year.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiiMU3WQx6Kw5rBKxLJXY8k4zjYMKMp31DcuGUBD_UkB0sEMa48__vzjZ6mEExG-wmXlyN5sQIA0V2oWfDOdOg6IZckHc6wmqYFYKZ_AdnN36IApuZx92vO05hhxTut8Ri2rdYwbo7gFxCbr3JIcyjLkMG9IsAdiqsWKX-Lkl9t2ngiDYpo2de5mquDARb3/s4032/IMG_2489.HEIC" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3024" data-original-width="4032" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiiMU3WQx6Kw5rBKxLJXY8k4zjYMKMp31DcuGUBD_UkB0sEMa48__vzjZ6mEExG-wmXlyN5sQIA0V2oWfDOdOg6IZckHc6wmqYFYKZ_AdnN36IApuZx92vO05hhxTut8Ri2rdYwbo7gFxCbr3JIcyjLkMG9IsAdiqsWKX-Lkl9t2ngiDYpo2de5mquDARb3/s320/IMG_2489.HEIC" width="320" /></a></div>After a pancake breakfast, Wes and I didn't eat any more, so that we'd be hungry and ready for a night out. We were going to take everyone out to eat, like we did with <a href="https://thewridefamily.blogspot.com/2018/06/josephs-last-day.html">Joseph</a> and <a href="https://thewridefamily.blogspot.com/2021/09/provo-mtc.html">Hyrum</a> (Mel and Ethan left during covid, so we went out to eat after <a href="https://thewridefamily.blogspot.com/2022/03/home-from-brazil.html">Mel</a> got home, but not <a href="https://thewridefamily.blogspot.com/2022/06/home-from-dominican-republic.html">Ethan since he arrived at 2 am</a>!) BUT then we decided that, per Wesley's request, it would just be a dinner with the three of us. Yesterday I asked him if he'd rather everyone go out to eat, or just with Corey and I, and that's what he chose, cause he didn't want his last meal to be Chuck a Rama, haha. SO, yay, the tree of us it is! We kept ourselves busy finishing up last tasks. Wes was studying Spanish, and Katharine wanted to see...<br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQj0WTOTJSMgYhkbbn9_5nznn2XqPFVLwlxICBYl5yr2kmXNWxB9cJ9MsYMyaKuoyIK1R5D0CPS-8uJB20QyzoPneipJvRH1hHv6dSGI9WaApLz-jh3iUc6UJIs80URyxbJxR2eVnlIm27J3mtUaRsLHTtGLdiTWtkMNULLzKtnCNnxhSnIhJsZX19yX9q/s4032/IMG_2491.HEIC" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3024" data-original-width="4032" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQj0WTOTJSMgYhkbbn9_5nznn2XqPFVLwlxICBYl5yr2kmXNWxB9cJ9MsYMyaKuoyIK1R5D0CPS-8uJB20QyzoPneipJvRH1hHv6dSGI9WaApLz-jh3iUc6UJIs80URyxbJxR2eVnlIm27J3mtUaRsLHTtGLdiTWtkMNULLzKtnCNnxhSnIhJsZX19yX9q/s320/IMG_2491.HEIC" width="320" /></a></div>She started to <a href="https://www.youtube.com/shorts/_A-LW3YVrkc">say the words with him - video here</a>.<br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjfmXWjhAnk4fQCxZs0Y3btc8j1UkEW1qOTLR6S2yQmARtMmR4dE5Q0h_dujldnzBJgyISDecHGfCcLEUvDIOGN7NMOUt1tr_ZMqcpvkoN5M-ChmqtE8atRYWSzF8xsneR0s5Surpn9pHrsaunLO-LklLzW1HcZPs9UIpTtPYpTgCcr6Rw4sIkl6-9VA7E/s4032/IMG_2490.HEIC" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3024" data-original-width="4032" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjfmXWjhAnk4fQCxZs0Y3btc8j1UkEW1qOTLR6S2yQmARtMmR4dE5Q0h_dujldnzBJgyISDecHGfCcLEUvDIOGN7NMOUt1tr_ZMqcpvkoN5M-ChmqtE8atRYWSzF8xsneR0s5Surpn9pHrsaunLO-LklLzW1HcZPs9UIpTtPYpTgCcr6Rw4sIkl6-9VA7E/s320/IMG_2490.HEIC" width="320" /></a></div>"Dios" Dos "Tener" She didn't try that one, or saber, but she got vida pretty good! And Dios again. When Abi and Lily got home, they all had ice cream. Wes decided to have just a little bit... <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4GAfd7LwCQHW4x8s4AupEd-MmAXPHJiFT4J6aXm2Z1DzfcPeGhBlUpPDMVrQVwes0LhcdkV3Gytgay2NvSjT0W7jRgY_LxE2VABzEp6ujsEnccaiPSJnJhNH81RH_t8kuDipQt5CYq3eK0Dld1X9HSdzvimcgYpT_UfTBmHiQEbBN8TPJz9ezOc24QUcZ/s4032/IMG_2495.HEIC" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3024" data-original-width="4032" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4GAfd7LwCQHW4x8s4AupEd-MmAXPHJiFT4J6aXm2Z1DzfcPeGhBlUpPDMVrQVwes0LhcdkV3Gytgay2NvSjT0W7jRgY_LxE2VABzEp6ujsEnccaiPSJnJhNH81RH_t8kuDipQt5CYq3eK0Dld1X9HSdzvimcgYpT_UfTBmHiQEbBN8TPJz9ezOc24QUcZ/s320/IMG_2495.HEIC" width="320" /></a></div>Katharine was being so cute with her baby! The kids got home, we didn't have violin today (currently doing every other week) and there was a STEAM night at the school that the elementary kids wanted to go to, so plan of attack was: Corey be home at 5:15, we'd leave, Lily would stay here with Katharine and Peter, Abi was working for my mom, and Sophi would walk over to the school with NOD. Plan worked out great. We went to Bandits for dinner. I wanted sweet potato fries, so I ordered a side of that, which turned out to be a huge plate. They were good, and we ate the whole thing, but with each fry we were worried we were ruining our appetites for dinner. We took turns saying "I should stop..." as we'd picked up another fry and put it in the white fry sauce (munch munch). After we ate all of those, our meals were served! Wesley got a 16 ounce steak! That's a good last meal before Mexico. And also good prep for his mission in Texas!<br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiGLrkYAef3Y2QAhDz_MLSUDlTtbxY3V5BbRmbFMCsoe7bEI5us1k0TDNIGrJoHXjx5ystc3OQGHTM_rFngPuEG5ni-BSxKN8u-3cgEafEWkZxqFG3mnHyW2HD9X8i063lE8bKgKNA3acec1Z2J24FJbzuBgakVspNAK9BEgQ5aKT4PdiB6FhyZDdrCP9Ph/s4032/IMG_2498.HEIC" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiGLrkYAef3Y2QAhDz_MLSUDlTtbxY3V5BbRmbFMCsoe7bEI5us1k0TDNIGrJoHXjx5ystc3OQGHTM_rFngPuEG5ni-BSxKN8u-3cgEafEWkZxqFG3mnHyW2HD9X8i063lE8bKgKNA3acec1Z2J24FJbzuBgakVspNAK9BEgQ5aKT4PdiB6FhyZDdrCP9Ph/s320/IMG_2498.HEIC" width="240" /></a></div>(Sorry I got a photo of you chewing, sweetheart.)<br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhGtm3UzT7gjIWhlk5-3a2xWtOW7c2gy_AYJHOYTfJ01wr4Ch53T31-4viYoHQNcNdIxouHak_cSzDdNPNsYlpwBorsT3pdzEK3Af8PhlMxB43dZ2hVXKWu3_gNYxkSeeR9VsLW9nRenE0Wo0BnbRoz3xjHCBtI_EneoiRzJ2u40PmG_I3pLa_eJ3icvUuV/s4032/IMG_2499.HEIC" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3024" data-original-width="4032" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhGtm3UzT7gjIWhlk5-3a2xWtOW7c2gy_AYJHOYTfJ01wr4Ch53T31-4viYoHQNcNdIxouHak_cSzDdNPNsYlpwBorsT3pdzEK3Af8PhlMxB43dZ2hVXKWu3_gNYxkSeeR9VsLW9nRenE0Wo0BnbRoz3xjHCBtI_EneoiRzJ2u40PmG_I3pLa_eJ3icvUuV/s320/IMG_2499.HEIC" width="320" /></a></div>Wes taking another bite of his steak. It's ok, cause the 16 oz of meat was properly balanced out by being accompanied by 6 pieces of asparagus.<br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiYLNkZv4wrTtT6wdZui7ZNs7X9bY4WVGxB2laLSxr3xMeBiewaeHElIF20zni_ZEH5pw5puQb0TGfL65-R75kx4xvtk3fXf5N_0bUSb5dbAd1olUyWM6d3kG9G6C66ATtRriWWDLmRY0YUwAgo8m4H56EAnGMAu9NcF2jS_TLmToCxrGa_GyvI8MH5Q8PB/s4032/IMG_2500.HEIC" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiYLNkZv4wrTtT6wdZui7ZNs7X9bY4WVGxB2laLSxr3xMeBiewaeHElIF20zni_ZEH5pw5puQb0TGfL65-R75kx4xvtk3fXf5N_0bUSb5dbAd1olUyWM6d3kG9G6C66ATtRriWWDLmRY0YUwAgo8m4H56EAnGMAu9NcF2jS_TLmToCxrGa_GyvI8MH5Q8PB/s320/IMG_2500.HEIC" width="240" /></a></div>I got my usual: the Farmer's Harvest salad with dressing on the side and with a skewer of shrimp added. My shrimp were overcooked on the bottom. I expressed my desire to ask for another skewer instead, and Wesley teased "Then you should probably stop eating those ones..." ha. I ate them all, they were crispy. It was a delicious meal, a good send off and possible "congrats on graduating!" meal. Too bad that The Roof is still closed. Early dinner, were all going to bed early, cause we have an early morning tomorrow! We ALL need to be up and shoes on and leaving here at 6 am, fun fun. Exciting day for Wes tomorrow!Tiffaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14508201361489460187noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2621250205758642147.post-76906993093781537742024-01-28T21:57:00.000-08:002024-01-31T12:07:33.197-08:00More Goodbyes<p>Wesley's first "goodbye for two years" was <a href="https://thewridefamily.blogspot.com/2024/01/wesley-set-apart.html">last week</a> to Hyrum, before Hyrum headed back up to Rexburg. Today there were three more goodbyes as Wes said bye to Joseph, Melodie, and Ethan. </p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhpr9cGoH6eWZjsJOrieIyth1DPd1frg6-LWEKt3GPJ5IUM992T8s2wQayWG61n44-9lFxiMe112ICY1g0RtTg5aK7F44fkg8F3Lm9lXfm1Fvz_W802RuQ4FZ2PFW_YJGPOgeGzgoEJKOFrTrpkKyOUqqGqFwOVIsqp9-zx8sXDWtvgQ87P6X1FB1eKaDsP/s4032/IMG_2470.HEIC" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3024" data-original-width="4032" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhpr9cGoH6eWZjsJOrieIyth1DPd1frg6-LWEKt3GPJ5IUM992T8s2wQayWG61n44-9lFxiMe112ICY1g0RtTg5aK7F44fkg8F3Lm9lXfm1Fvz_W802RuQ4FZ2PFW_YJGPOgeGzgoEJKOFrTrpkKyOUqqGqFwOVIsqp9-zx8sXDWtvgQ87P6X1FB1eKaDsP/s320/IMG_2470.HEIC" width="320" /></a></div>They came up to see him and joined us for dinner (Orange chicken and Strawberry Shortcake!) and we had a good time visiting throughout the afternoon. <br /><div style="text-align: center;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi1f4kT_BJ8Sq6DomBxZXy-Ib3X2rRnCRJPXh8_IAMosxDBNEOeUVdrejUVSBHC6oEi4-_r9lyCAefm1KRPupyuFBS_B5obbDeLBJGX9wi8I1XOwqLpKMTMAZdBPpBjVAzqtKbc3xUzkSLmIIZUInJfE3LCLBxXw2L_YgmpE-tYlWxeBE2fx6lNL8MgV_fL/s995/IMG_2464.PNG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="995" data-original-width="750" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi1f4kT_BJ8Sq6DomBxZXy-Ib3X2rRnCRJPXh8_IAMosxDBNEOeUVdrejUVSBHC6oEi4-_r9lyCAefm1KRPupyuFBS_B5obbDeLBJGX9wi8I1XOwqLpKMTMAZdBPpBjVAzqtKbc3xUzkSLmIIZUInJfE3LCLBxXw2L_YgmpE-tYlWxeBE2fx6lNL8MgV_fL/s320/IMG_2464.PNG" width="241" /></a></div><div style="text-align: left;">It's always a pleasure to have them here!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgyxcWYOoJ-l3SKqU9VJEeBPZU0f0Bbi22Aow5YZNDyypIfLwybWxckQp6bW9uG0UzDRrql8ZcxcGG_VIVxyuxu46HrFtE8_wYXkWdIKuYbnZL5ht3ENviJHM8BTAb4XjjD39qrMXEmexNjeyYK080HKvtLGOXeZ2sBuPaDRD-iCQf7WMzH-yLzIidNTnZw/s991/IMG_2466.PNG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="991" data-original-width="750" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgyxcWYOoJ-l3SKqU9VJEeBPZU0f0Bbi22Aow5YZNDyypIfLwybWxckQp6bW9uG0UzDRrql8ZcxcGG_VIVxyuxu46HrFtE8_wYXkWdIKuYbnZL5ht3ENviJHM8BTAb4XjjD39qrMXEmexNjeyYK080HKvtLGOXeZ2sBuPaDRD-iCQf7WMzH-yLzIidNTnZw/s320/IMG_2466.PNG" width="242" /></a></div></div><div>After a fun day together, the college kids prepared to exit, and we ended up staying by the front door and talking for another 20 minutes as they tried to share their last bits of wisdom - <br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh8qa6E0rOFb5SbtJ7YKz-y5X_-C-HonChYWhdbz1S_Bf0XhOxoC_9Wj1AW0hkozmsNJLO9QeC0uxkNCsmr6sjufcDGxH4IiQ7xYTQIbnPzQm70nPXPmKFGXFnIeI2jFcwBOLJSNTyCPVSzu2jyLIm_bDw9aEpMh-CosYwlBtAVyohGKDcjweBvZXPMB0c-/s3520/IMG_2473.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1980" data-original-width="3520" height="180" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh8qa6E0rOFb5SbtJ7YKz-y5X_-C-HonChYWhdbz1S_Bf0XhOxoC_9Wj1AW0hkozmsNJLO9QeC0uxkNCsmr6sjufcDGxH4IiQ7xYTQIbnPzQm70nPXPmKFGXFnIeI2jFcwBOLJSNTyCPVSzu2jyLIm_bDw9aEpMh-CosYwlBtAVyohGKDcjweBvZXPMB0c-/s320/IMG_2473.JPG" width="320" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: left;">Ethan "If you wake up crying everyday, it's fine..." </div></div><div style="text-align: left;">Corey said to Wes "Didn't you say one time 'I know I can do it if Ethan could do it'?" </div><div style="text-align: left;">Ethan slightly downcast "That's so sweet... What does that mean!??!" Shaking his head "...no respect for me!"</div><div style="text-align: left;">Ethan "I hope you respect me more when you realize how bad it is out there. And I hope it's bad!! ...to an extent." I took <a href="https://youtu.be/bGPGLd6qD3U">a video</a> to better document, but it's hard to hear. There's a bit of background noise from these little ones attacking Bella.</div><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhLJB6j5lQm0eaU-yK7_Djin46QXA67VYWOmPtvd2Hy6hvIL7grmVggWpzA2uojl8lBtGmGaPE1j18dYJBMhj13zjhq00lIE-ZnP49NF4nxilObI4wEVYMjw2hXWjLtFuXls_awSxNYxld9HsMULUGJz2HXKvQyPVQKB4d7ca60LCON9dJEZbvlRRwdzTrS/s3520/IMG_2474.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1980" data-original-width="3520" height="180" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhLJB6j5lQm0eaU-yK7_Djin46QXA67VYWOmPtvd2Hy6hvIL7grmVggWpzA2uojl8lBtGmGaPE1j18dYJBMhj13zjhq00lIE-ZnP49NF4nxilObI4wEVYMjw2hXWjLtFuXls_awSxNYxld9HsMULUGJz2HXKvQyPVQKB4d7ca60LCON9dJEZbvlRRwdzTrS/s320/IMG_2474.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><div>Ethan "Preach My Gospel says talk to everyone, but that like gave me so much anxiety! Do you know how many people there are at Walmart?! So plant seeds, say hi to everyone..." Joseph added "Follow the spirit, talk to people the Lord puts in your path, as you have time."</div><div style="text-align: center;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh8kJhFNhHYqqxXY4x6BGQ7Cc74ejr7RFcelfWKmCgutKLVtt7JHMJph64bIeJDJ3nQPsbs1nUS7qxHCNz7Jb20uJh6-5LkfLloQ0SpAF30RHto-kilNYXfj9dxLakTXnROHjyanTSLu-dnJp8jarX6Ch6IzmMrHyOHoniq0XlhmTf1CN7-nDCfOXP6No6_/s3520/IMG_2476.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1980" data-original-width="3520" height="180" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh8kJhFNhHYqqxXY4x6BGQ7Cc74ejr7RFcelfWKmCgutKLVtt7JHMJph64bIeJDJ3nQPsbs1nUS7qxHCNz7Jb20uJh6-5LkfLloQ0SpAF30RHto-kilNYXfj9dxLakTXnROHjyanTSLu-dnJp8jarX6Ch6IzmMrHyOHoniq0XlhmTf1CN7-nDCfOXP6No6_/s320/IMG_2476.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><div style="text-align: left;">We just kept talking and laughing</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgWkWAvCGVdUDIgMNN4LOj9pQk4B688BNhw0EA4MWU64s4iLD7IT9dw8MLQJg2F2QUsT8vPE7t3Cu7xYajErrJB_ABk-tCjKvxnTF5AdXRA0im8Exf0ACYm35bJnwg5bPBoteUQ0xcm7b3CaWm6hACUHT-LFvJuickolQLEFEPkhCzt4s2h4OtxGTmAk0yZ/s4032/IMG_2481.HEIC" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3024" data-original-width="4032" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgWkWAvCGVdUDIgMNN4LOj9pQk4B688BNhw0EA4MWU64s4iLD7IT9dw8MLQJg2F2QUsT8vPE7t3Cu7xYajErrJB_ABk-tCjKvxnTF5AdXRA0im8Exf0ACYm35bJnwg5bPBoteUQ0xcm7b3CaWm6hACUHT-LFvJuickolQLEFEPkhCzt4s2h4OtxGTmAk0yZ/s320/IMG_2481.HEIC" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">They said all that they could reasonably say, without staying all night, and with that they gave final hugs - Mel and Wes seeing who could squeeze each other harder...</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiAZyZfBz67kftAPHfScLinCK9OaLrNcww1h1_1CIER0yuOXvPz0T86SdBep7U217-QCkw90KQ1fRDw2bPRP4oakD-FqlSZtVgYZXjlB06qAjn85otMl7B9EjkEJLtw8xMKzbWjsJgpcjCfK3rIs6jMDQBFFo_ratYLuVJQaQ1zgSZzqaZgyyMQlJ4TG6Ks/s4032/IMG_2482.HEIC" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiAZyZfBz67kftAPHfScLinCK9OaLrNcww1h1_1CIER0yuOXvPz0T86SdBep7U217-QCkw90KQ1fRDw2bPRP4oakD-FqlSZtVgYZXjlB06qAjn85otMl7B9EjkEJLtw8xMKzbWjsJgpcjCfK3rIs6jMDQBFFo_ratYLuVJQaQ1zgSZzqaZgyyMQlJ4TG6Ks/s320/IMG_2482.HEIC" width="240" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Then Ethan and Joseph got in on the group hug!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiCg8k9dn6KaknZLPBleA4G4elBeh3cioe23B0V8vq73LA7vm25cyKujs8v25Sv3C0qW2eE5HgNAWNlKxsN2bwAFVZryxcdTPleFOox6DrdkVN0wLl18n4ZmZV9qwT_HWC3n-Y1mHqJ7t4R0JY-vjz3uId0WZngzcnd5onP37aWNoxm8jUigIhoMtI2tCvW/s4032/IMG_2484.HEIC" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiCg8k9dn6KaknZLPBleA4G4elBeh3cioe23B0V8vq73LA7vm25cyKujs8v25Sv3C0qW2eE5HgNAWNlKxsN2bwAFVZryxcdTPleFOox6DrdkVN0wLl18n4ZmZV9qwT_HWC3n-Y1mHqJ7t4R0JY-vjz3uId0WZngzcnd5onP37aWNoxm8jUigIhoMtI2tCvW/s320/IMG_2484.HEIC" width="240" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">I can't remember if it was Mel or Wes that tapped out first.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiI2e0i_oIY7GG9IrDnkW2FCJjmBct8QTuEuPx73tY0xueRizFXOqvHoYc2fQ1EcGN5-Utwb6b2_fA33Ryg_aULRv48b-7kHTvJRvDSTcd-f5ELtgD1FA4wxLyq7yuW3VRbQqkV4zZJAMZWICChUcZIhNRrqK3_Ta-LPIOXl4KBcxIYlg2qthFdVK39mjIr/s4032/IMG_2485.HEIC" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiI2e0i_oIY7GG9IrDnkW2FCJjmBct8QTuEuPx73tY0xueRizFXOqvHoYc2fQ1EcGN5-Utwb6b2_fA33Ryg_aULRv48b-7kHTvJRvDSTcd-f5ELtgD1FA4wxLyq7yuW3VRbQqkV4zZJAMZWICChUcZIhNRrqK3_Ta-LPIOXl4KBcxIYlg2qthFdVK39mjIr/s320/IMG_2485.HEIC" width="240" /></a></div></div><p>So it's been a great day. Here is also a cute video of <a href="https://youtu.be/Tp6wHMAKoQs">Katharine saying goodbye and blowing them kisses</a>. We have Wes for one more full day, and we should be able to get the final things done, and then he heads out Tuesday morning. His flight is at 9:30, and it is international, so they said to be there 3 hours early. 6:30 am, yay! The little kids will miss having Wes around. We got a chuckle out of Katharine sleeping this morning. It looked like she passed out drunk!</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhtwaM0__e6lo1ug9IaEW0xJJIx0IZ0h8mhSUIXCa-rEDY5derNNEjJmKps64dYDuc6aqpfT8DQx2KUlYN63deOe_DqCyq2S_w9VCce_w352eIiDdlZ6LMkeMbVZz149DyVZ7k8XHpyM2m1IeRH4PI82HA1Hx29RzJo4p0ck95x04_ur3eC-oFsRfogj0qm/s4032/IMG_2450.HEIC" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3024" data-original-width="4032" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhtwaM0__e6lo1ug9IaEW0xJJIx0IZ0h8mhSUIXCa-rEDY5derNNEjJmKps64dYDuc6aqpfT8DQx2KUlYN63deOe_DqCyq2S_w9VCce_w352eIiDdlZ6LMkeMbVZz149DyVZ7k8XHpyM2m1IeRH4PI82HA1Hx29RzJo4p0ck95x04_ur3eC-oFsRfogj0qm/s320/IMG_2450.HEIC" width="320" /></a></div><p>I have been weaning her a little bit the past week - I'm trying to keep it to once a day, and once she accepts that, then I'll try to stretch it to every other day if she'll let me. I'll miss nursing, but it's about time to be done, so I'm cherishing these last few times that my baby is still my baby. <br /></p></div>Tiffaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14508201361489460187noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2621250205758642147.post-45815589401825945882024-01-27T21:39:00.000-08:002024-02-03T14:12:55.243-08:00School Dance Dress Shopping<p>Abi is going to her first high school dance in ONE WEEK. She has searched high and low and far and wide for the right dress. But the endeavor has not yet been successful. She ordered one online early on in the month, and it looked so cute on the model... but I told her it was too risky, "You have to try it on! You can't tell by how it looks on someone else!" I learned that with a swimsuit experience years ago. And... after it arrived, she decided it didn't look good on her. It matched her skin tone too closely. She's been to the mall and lots of stores since and even tried thrifting for something, last night she gave up and got something from her friend Tara's closet. But then, as she walked around it in tonight, she had second thoughts again. She said she felt like a football player in it. She was in tears and Corey said that after she got home from GMS today, he'd help make dress finding happen. But then... I wanted to got to the temple with Wes, and we were going to go in the morning, but he kept having other things come up, so then we didn't leave until late, and that messed up the clothes shopping, cause now Corey had to stay with the kids if I was going to be gone. So he sent Sophi in his place, and I let Abi use my phone so she could use the maps to know where she was going. They searched, and she did buy a dress, not this one, but this one was my favorite of the photos she took with my phone. </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjAI-JXYUOS6S5vmK9RPU7CNlJdnRBFBwusDKZXSlpkv3BR2xRQKVpyymMbQYQXG_i4Z5TRscmOObaWnu9hRN1A3ljgTgo_iiWl42nBJYKw7k6BbizSIEn2NxEySO0y2bUonLS7RjkD4pgNOjPRpE-HtwosKTCa3dkFJi-L1QoyA8dUhy5fuQZ7SMgE5xlA/s320/IMG_2437.HEIC" style="color: #0000ee;" width="240" /></div><div>Colors is pretty, is a flattering style, that would have been good one, but I don't know how much it was, maybe that's why she decided against it? They didn't have much success with many of the others she tried... some looked like nightgowns... </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEggba-LNorkyCDnEi4Ig2t0FWRY0VuYGW_tJgrOmQojFLS1mV_m5JN0wGEaPugb-6Z9y1I5MmYf00PvHuWJEbTy1i3Cus-S7XWjUW3EDGLtwPmaYxRQ_iFQe27kK4nDUPCP4Wi_Rn60uD7EP5vjoPT0KTTjmaF_CpV0LK9psHwR2Z5LD_uiwHhvRIwftcAs/s4032/IMG_2406.HEIC" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEggba-LNorkyCDnEi4Ig2t0FWRY0VuYGW_tJgrOmQojFLS1mV_m5JN0wGEaPugb-6Z9y1I5MmYf00PvHuWJEbTy1i3Cus-S7XWjUW3EDGLtwPmaYxRQ_iFQe27kK4nDUPCP4Wi_Rn60uD7EP5vjoPT0KTTjmaF_CpV0LK9psHwR2Z5LD_uiwHhvRIwftcAs/s320/IMG_2406.HEIC" width="240" /></a></div>Other's made her feel pregnant, haha<br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh1KxD0ar32eZ6voXJKKEUmeOIr8IHxrPJwJdWta0723bkZIbGyqVByJ8FeApVcca_LV3m6ZxlPFw-xITac3GL89ZeTe3YEgdVM-hyJQ17VrurXi71Sv__-nHfR-GdVjpXBrgxpoLkkBcZNt1D-grc4OVcVfCu828Na19BxHtL610yy3ZUn9HefXCiXbFRk/s4032/IMG_2416.HEIC" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh1KxD0ar32eZ6voXJKKEUmeOIr8IHxrPJwJdWta0723bkZIbGyqVByJ8FeApVcca_LV3m6ZxlPFw-xITac3GL89ZeTe3YEgdVM-hyJQ17VrurXi71Sv__-nHfR-GdVjpXBrgxpoLkkBcZNt1D-grc4OVcVfCu828Na19BxHtL610yy3ZUn9HefXCiXbFRk/s320/IMG_2416.HEIC" width="240" /></a></div>Abi made me laugh with these two!<br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEirdBdQVHxfCOXbpkZiKxrMgDdG5sA488rKamVxnu8v1w6NgKSCOe3J98_nCTdZFtS27JjFNJioPgHvwdO-1ohxVrwwAMIp0OQ4WiUPJiOAAmtBIxiuUJtuNIqYWRVfuE26VmymWnqYmr4gqZ6CEosw8_Czqr0okaPaG3GlxyMKLRV6uP2N_MksCuv368K_/s4032/IMG_2421.HEIC" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEirdBdQVHxfCOXbpkZiKxrMgDdG5sA488rKamVxnu8v1w6NgKSCOe3J98_nCTdZFtS27JjFNJioPgHvwdO-1ohxVrwwAMIp0OQ4WiUPJiOAAmtBIxiuUJtuNIqYWRVfuE26VmymWnqYmr4gqZ6CEosw8_Czqr0okaPaG3GlxyMKLRV6uP2N_MksCuv368K_/s320/IMG_2421.HEIC" width="240" /></a></div>That one looks nice!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgGMYmx9Lj2e0_TpPYRL52VZP_77hfl5vrV6eqSn55SsW6XVpcYbEpZLJJvNt2n9yZ-Ma7w7rj8_2d5vMm8s7oRy65JfW6KyFmMCNrcyhaiMf9pwoAOTX9ELJ1Kc4xE09iqV3_bBBTwUjhwfn0Q954UkdR7TQle3UW2e6YqxGR9Qo-yMjgniFL9KhtMzkbY/s4032/IMG_2424.HEIC" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgGMYmx9Lj2e0_TpPYRL52VZP_77hfl5vrV6eqSn55SsW6XVpcYbEpZLJJvNt2n9yZ-Ma7w7rj8_2d5vMm8s7oRy65JfW6KyFmMCNrcyhaiMf9pwoAOTX9ELJ1Kc4xE09iqV3_bBBTwUjhwfn0Q954UkdR7TQle3UW2e6YqxGR9Qo-yMjgniFL9KhtMzkbY/s320/IMG_2424.HEIC" width="240" /></a></div>Not quite right color/pattern...<br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjf4DIr16Wq0hrf1I0hROSGl5cba6xSYdA1S96s6baCZaRkUm7_2Ol4UNM8S1MNZ30GpMcj_4gGPKUGbA4Dv68kxtjJh2fh8Yqe2ynJx7rOHtDTaKSmSgJ6_jGGypcj1IeyNwczi9Yo86HIZqMIrT-37X63B8HyzYSSEKo-iTgm-nYM56y48PEMM-C9G4nW/s320/IMG_2408.HEIC" style="color: #0000ee;" width="240" /></div><div>Dress shopping. The struggle is real. She did buy something at b̶öhme, but then said she's not sure and tomorrow wants to go try something from her cousin's Jordyn's friend. It's rough out there finding the right dress, I guess?</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgyr0QMtAS2dODatpfHSCUKVjEWq3mcrCzcRiTreM9ReUEo9Q9Sqb6-7m5-uuUyMzhHoqFYly9QMju5eZ1pGd-OPP2esiPCiXWWxVCBRzsP15STX0xjYava8TACWuwwXPK3a3imvtior41yV-cIoQQav7ZVZLI5gJnDh_t9OTLGtAzvTXF19wkcOS27vg_-/s4032/IMG_2433.HEIC" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgyr0QMtAS2dODatpfHSCUKVjEWq3mcrCzcRiTreM9ReUEo9Q9Sqb6-7m5-uuUyMzhHoqFYly9QMju5eZ1pGd-OPP2esiPCiXWWxVCBRzsP15STX0xjYava8TACWuwwXPK3a3imvtior41yV-cIoQQav7ZVZLI5gJnDh_t9OTLGtAzvTXF19wkcOS27vg_-/s320/IMG_2433.HEIC" width="240" /></a></div>So Corey stayed home with the kiddos and Wes and I went to the Oquirrh Mountain Temple for the 6pm session, my first time doing a session there. Back at home, time for scriptures, and Peter falling asleep next to Wes for one of the last few times. <br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjGbl6enBF2gBQQh-pnqHjG9df3T_fb4WR0f6DUj-7Xck7EljO3xyySCem9ZDTFVFf-3WYI9n3QlXCVnp3o2eASoEyvnwhyphenhyphenwXaAs_QCIzG-ulkvxidUdPXc_CPGbY7ufllHoL4tdc1Y2hlAv9ksmdDs2etJgjUM8GqteUGhSCoWWvuaHSzuHada_SUHHP2b/s4032/IMG_2442.HEIC" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3024" data-original-width="4032" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjGbl6enBF2gBQQh-pnqHjG9df3T_fb4WR0f6DUj-7Xck7EljO3xyySCem9ZDTFVFf-3WYI9n3QlXCVnp3o2eASoEyvnwhyphenhyphenwXaAs_QCIzG-ulkvxidUdPXc_CPGbY7ufllHoL4tdc1Y2hlAv9ksmdDs2etJgjUM8GqteUGhSCoWWvuaHSzuHada_SUHHP2b/s320/IMG_2442.HEIC" width="320" /></a></div><p>His last weekend with us! He's excited to get going though. He said he doesn't quite feel like a missionary yet. It will be here soon enough!</p>Tiffaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14508201361489460187noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2621250205758642147.post-1448097996478789712024-01-26T20:02:00.000-08:002024-01-30T13:47:29.290-08:00Missionary Sushi Lunch<p>Wes and Wayne came over Wednesday night for dinner (spaghetti and meatballs with a greek salad) and Peter and Katharine loved playing with him. Then as they were upstairs playing legos, Wes mentioned that he'd like to come back here with Corey the next day. He wanted to spend the last moments he could with his two youngest siblings, even if it messed up some of his MTC time. So Wesley came home last night from Wayne's. We cleaned up a little bit in the basement this morning so that his district couldn't see the mess in the video call. I had figured he would come home tonight for date night and to spend the weekend with us and his last day before leaving, so this is a treat that he came home last night. We got an extra 24 hours with our missionary, yay! The internet reception in the basement wasn't great, so he had to use my hotspot some of the time today. Slightly inconvenient when I left my phone with him when I ran an errand this evening (had to go buy Sophi a present to give to her friend who had a part tonight) so I wasn't able to listen to podcast during that errand, so hard, I know.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgR7aA6pG7JF2j0cax7bK_35e1msmHdLbxSR69gLgItFznj7OSviYWvtz2XgYPyCqsGXSMFOYaH_o3TSjWCfjvF1BfpeKxkqljnDxnEFsUdC5JCFCeTQK8zUHi5Sv2Eu3YaU7XXCDEKtdQRtGzLWWTXx_WilQnGUiwHf3-M62PR9yDI_FJ5OL2wuTqHOzo/s4032/IMG_2366.HEIC" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgR7aA6pG7JF2j0cax7bK_35e1msmHdLbxSR69gLgItFznj7OSviYWvtz2XgYPyCqsGXSMFOYaH_o3TSjWCfjvF1BfpeKxkqljnDxnEFsUdC5JCFCeTQK8zUHi5Sv2Eu3YaU7XXCDEKtdQRtGzLWWTXx_WilQnGUiwHf3-M62PR9yDI_FJ5OL2wuTqHOzo/s320/IMG_2366.HEIC" width="240" /></a></div></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Thankfully Peter and Katharine were good and didn't bother him during his calls. They will sure miss him!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjUaRnv2aA5u9WFP8phe8jLL_Uu05mMIuYtt5iwDm6Su4XzG-a9xAmj3XcV6mAep_W5e3whPmNlG47tPwiOMhJ3AJciUTikSVnE43J0jeo0cpJEyOMncrrlMYgajs3BzlDwDw4ZDHov_DadXGKiI3vnfrqTfwQ6UCjVud1ognlVltPdkw7laJs4H7o_AxI/s4032/IMG_2369.HEIC" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjUaRnv2aA5u9WFP8phe8jLL_Uu05mMIuYtt5iwDm6Su4XzG-a9xAmj3XcV6mAep_W5e3whPmNlG47tPwiOMhJ3AJciUTikSVnE43J0jeo0cpJEyOMncrrlMYgajs3BzlDwDw4ZDHov_DadXGKiI3vnfrqTfwQ6UCjVud1ognlVltPdkw7laJs4H7o_AxI/s320/IMG_2369.HEIC" width="240" /></a></div><p>I took advantage of Wes being here with us today by treating him and myself to a sushi lunch from Smiths. We shared with Peter and Katharine too. </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjyiCAYYbpWMt4znB3BXSCR8lmK3l9faN2CiNCHfGbMMRVIj2SDkx06RVwp8t6TeAEVW_hc-bkGCENHDKUau3DXb9fTkttoyDUsxZmpjpLszwdw0YCrhq9d8iTxZa7OSP5Rx6JjYj3b2y7mIz_1xyc2iLMo4fDUypvbtQ65815vt9t8O918B8vw1aZ2ZGc/s4032/IMG_2370.HEIC" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3024" data-original-width="4032" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjyiCAYYbpWMt4znB3BXSCR8lmK3l9faN2CiNCHfGbMMRVIj2SDkx06RVwp8t6TeAEVW_hc-bkGCENHDKUau3DXb9fTkttoyDUsxZmpjpLszwdw0YCrhq9d8iTxZa7OSP5Rx6JjYj3b2y7mIz_1xyc2iLMo4fDUypvbtQ65815vt9t8O918B8vw1aZ2ZGc/s320/IMG_2370.HEIC" width="320" /></a></div><p>Good thing about doing this during the school day: we didn't have to share with all the other kids, ha! <i>Not</i> that I wouldn't like to share sushi with them, it's just that I would have had to buy a lot more to feed a crowd. And sushi gets a bit pricey. But enough for just the four of us wasn't bad. So check off one of Wesley's last food request: sushi <span style="background-color: white; color: #4d5156; font-family: Roboto, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px;">✓</span> He's been a <a href="https://thewridefamily.blogspot.com/2019/06/wes-is-14.html">love of sushi</a> for the past 4+ years. Tomorrow it's roast and potatoes, Sunday we'll have orange chicken again and strawberry shortcake for dessert, and then probably we'll all go out to eat Monday night before he flies out on Tuesday!</p><p>Tonight for our date, Corey and I went out to Fueled Kitchen. Abi and Lily took Corey's car to GMS, so I picked up Corey after I took Sophi to a friends house in Murray. Wes was our babysitter at home, and they played games and ate pizza. Joseph was at Wayne's house with Corey, and Corey and I took him to Sandy for a dinner. I had thought we'd to go Beaumont Cafe, but since we had to take Joseph to Sandy, I headed toward Aubergine since that was our favorite in the area. Usually the driver decides where our dinner date will be by where they drive the car, but after I parked and we were walking toward Aubergine, Corey said we should try something new, so we continued walking to a restraurant next to it - Fueled Kitchen. And sadly, it wasn't as good as Aubergine. So that will teach us to try something new! just kidding. It was fine, but we'll prob do Aubergine instead next time, like we usually do. Then we did an errand on our way home - went by Deseret Book to get a journal for Wes. They didn't have the colors he wanted though. He has the large classic journal, and they only had black, and he already has black. So I'm going to order the red, blue and ivory online and have them shipped to Texas after he gets there. I did like all the small journals they had at Deseret Book. Along with my book problem, I also have a journal problem. I probably have too many notebooks, but I would have walked out with a stack of these, if Corey hadn't been there to keep me in check. </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiVhqjcNGfP6pD_f2h21DLHf2c4R1uLhNEHKxjhvBrg51WVcHKj-uHfjuFuWtZGljeChFM9M5xMhaanyUfFTHsz9NJotbDLJSwtjuzZkQR00GV9CMxzL5WQRPfkPialBuyCK2MqAca1qurrMpyjy4DBmIrgikPaZ3yTuRRjW6PvrmVBVRACPl75nJ-F4xg/s4032/IMG_2384.HEIC" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiVhqjcNGfP6pD_f2h21DLHf2c4R1uLhNEHKxjhvBrg51WVcHKj-uHfjuFuWtZGljeChFM9M5xMhaanyUfFTHsz9NJotbDLJSwtjuzZkQR00GV9CMxzL5WQRPfkPialBuyCK2MqAca1qurrMpyjy4DBmIrgikPaZ3yTuRRjW6PvrmVBVRACPl75nJ-F4xg/s320/IMG_2384.HEIC" width="240" /></a></div><p>I loved how they had scripture passages and quotes from prophets and apostles on the covers. Two from the bottom shelf (the gray and green ones) Mormon 5:23 - Know ye not that ye are in the hands of God? and "Discovering who we really are is part of this great adventure called life." - Dieter F. Uchtdorf. Wes is going to have a great experience soon on his mission, and will discover more of who he is and of his great mission on earth. I love being a mom and enjoying time with my kids, big and little - seeing them learn and grow and become. I feel such joy and rejoicing in my posterity! Thank you Lord.</p>Tiffaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14508201361489460187noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2621250205758642147.post-44570846776218908962024-01-24T20:38:00.000-08:002024-02-25T23:27:29.101-08:00Dinner Out and Rearranging<p>Last night Corey and I were able to meet Bella's mom! We met for dinner at Gourmandise and had a really delightful time visiting. Lisa is lovely! <br /></p><p style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQdTc2rfmZ0kT3YnwsRu8OW2ze9FQnQl5setuR_2i9xf5RFKuk1FXDhkXLG2TFqwjfRSrnAP9obkYVWTddUjExBJJak4JmQyPcWgWv8YM9hzKJxf45UYgrmjHK4c6snqzmOzjDVc77YSlSlR-sEuypEzGVZ3lVWzMF4EZqMo3Zjbi1h8L4pjTpG8j3f8o/s4032/IMG_7546.HEIC" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3024" data-original-width="4032" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQdTc2rfmZ0kT3YnwsRu8OW2ze9FQnQl5setuR_2i9xf5RFKuk1FXDhkXLG2TFqwjfRSrnAP9obkYVWTddUjExBJJak4JmQyPcWgWv8YM9hzKJxf45UYgrmjHK4c6snqzmOzjDVc77YSlSlR-sEuypEzGVZ3lVWzMF4EZqMo3Zjbi1h8L4pjTpG8j3f8o/s320/IMG_7546.HEIC" width="320" /></a></p><p>We already think the world of Bella, she is awesome, and after meeting her mother, if Bella is anything like her mom, Ethan is really in for a wonderful life with her. We talked and talked about Ethan and Bella, and of our own experiences with life and marriage. Lisa mentioned how back when she got married (early 90s) she had a trousseau - a display of the table setting she was going to use in her home, and it was all set out with a placemat, a candle, the goblet and silverware - I thought that was a fun idea but I guess it died out in the 90s cause I'd never heard the word trousseau. I guess our culture has moved away from that, but I LOVE the idea of that - or something like a Hope Chest! BFF Nicole and I were talking about it today, I think that is something I'd like to get for my girls, to help them when they are in their teenage years, to think beyond the boys they have crushes on now, and to think more into the future of the wives and mothers that they want to become! Like, wouldn't that be fun? To make stuff that you're going to use to furnish your future home? Or to make/buy some baby clothes for your future children to wear? I guess that might go against modern feminist ideas that push women working more than women being at home, but I'm for ancient feminism! Women belong in the home! (Not necessarily the kitchen, haha... I don't love cooking). Anyway, there's a little rant. So, Bella is the youngest child in her family and the last to get married. And Ethan is our first! So with all of our inexperience, we're glad to have Lisa in charge of this with Bella, with all the experience Lisa's had with wedding planning. We took a selfie after dinner and as we ordered some desserts to go.</p><p style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCkO1ZXGoug-RNzaSykead6BS8qEcZAQOYq6C3zrmNs4BbT3e_Vxll-HMgn3XphTA5nC8Y9N6lJ3ViMl7xg4UWba84a5aAisldrJc4dCcmTvGyCctnOorWJd3M_0mOK_vOPTyUO1MWx2ojvOaRbv5dZeHWGhFMtLtx7Qoa68L809aRL7nyPeXkF-IJEiY/s4032/IMG_7548.HEIC" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3024" data-original-width="4032" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCkO1ZXGoug-RNzaSykead6BS8qEcZAQOYq6C3zrmNs4BbT3e_Vxll-HMgn3XphTA5nC8Y9N6lJ3ViMl7xg4UWba84a5aAisldrJc4dCcmTvGyCctnOorWJd3M_0mOK_vOPTyUO1MWx2ojvOaRbv5dZeHWGhFMtLtx7Qoa68L809aRL7nyPeXkF-IJEiY/s320/IMG_7548.HEIC" width="320" /></a></p><div>So one of Lisa's tips, for example, is instead of having a lunch after the temple sealing, do a dinner the night before! Cause they've had two weddings where everyone was late to the after temple lunch, one was caused by rain, which caused delayed photos, etc. It's just less stressful to have them separate, and that sounds good to us. We took some passion fruit cakes, an almond cookie, and a chocolate hazlenut mousse thing home to share with the kids. Sending their thanks to Lisa via a pic (Lisa treated us to the dinner <i>and</i> desserts) ~</div><p style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjWvdOR-w5275uM9BV8AT7oCJc0QbNPsDmRMnWVtglCHGsDatIaZCi5HjwoPTSC-VmbmTGA1I1od5WDDbWF6XCY8mvbEB8Y3E7uUfj_AVVE5mG7y5X4z0pplGYth_3Js6XFi11iUUDA0ZURlCuLtZbNZH1SOkpBZBG-2xTm-sCRn93vW0tNZJEd-xjXNMlt/s4032/IMG_2354.HEIC" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3024" data-original-width="4032" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjWvdOR-w5275uM9BV8AT7oCJc0QbNPsDmRMnWVtglCHGsDatIaZCi5HjwoPTSC-VmbmTGA1I1od5WDDbWF6XCY8mvbEB8Y3E7uUfj_AVVE5mG7y5X4z0pplGYth_3Js6XFi11iUUDA0ZURlCuLtZbNZH1SOkpBZBG-2xTm-sCRn93vW0tNZJEd-xjXNMlt/s320/IMG_2354.HEIC" width="320" /></a></p>The kids all got a little slice and thought it was so good! We got an almond horn, a hazelnut mousse, and a passionfruit mouse cake. The passionfruit one was our favorite! SO good - lightly sweet, creamy, and tart. They all wanted more, and I said for their birthdays we could get them one of those desserts. I wouldn't mind, someday, to take the birthday kid out for one of these decadent desserts instead of feeding them all the cheap not very good stuff from the local grocery store. Anyway, so that was really fun, and I'm thrilled excited to have an extra date night. This was our second extra date night in January! (Joseph's bday was the first extra dinner out).<p>Today at home I did more shuffling around. I moved Katharine's kitchen in the basement upstairs into the future girls room. So it's going to be: Abi, Natalie and Katharine in the largest room (former boys room/yellow room) and Abi is excited to have a larger closet and we're also going to bring all toys upstairs, so hopefully that will help us get rid of stuff no one uses. I was washing sheets all day and moving a few mattresses (Abi wanted to keep hers) and I moved the big Ikea 16 square shelf thing from Lily and Sophi's former room (purple room, was LSN in there) and that shelf is now in ANK's room to hold toys. The boys are moving into the purple room, so I moved their train table and legos in there and all the clothes, and washed all the sheets and stuff. And Sophi and Lily are in the small room where Abi and sometimes Katharine used to be. I think it will be good! Lots of work and sorting still to do. As I moved some of Abi's clothes over, Katharine found this shirt that Mel was wearing at the <a href="https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4xzbJ3k1F5I">Dance party</a>, and she picked it up and said "Mel! Mel?" looking around for her oldest sister. </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiOHYALz50H2sHf8j9BeXh387SxBOTyedD-G4VKS4yMelpVyup5Adann818OVlAVN1PeMM_PiQTaEUDdJvsdRIa71y-vED-L0bJPUjQoNNR6QgNezXQ5MWkPiL_RWlL1sMY67SpWQrVI6Gii2PExshqZv6doW7wvuazRpkJjxZ0QN9zM4xoJgJBgZBbJCA/s4032/IMG_2356.HEIC" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiOHYALz50H2sHf8j9BeXh387SxBOTyedD-G4VKS4yMelpVyup5Adann818OVlAVN1PeMM_PiQTaEUDdJvsdRIa71y-vED-L0bJPUjQoNNR6QgNezXQ5MWkPiL_RWlL1sMY67SpWQrVI6Gii2PExshqZv6doW7wvuazRpkJjxZ0QN9zM4xoJgJBgZBbJCA/s320/IMG_2356.HEIC" width="240" /></a></div><p>It was cute. I've been reading <a href="https://www.amazon.com/Minimalist-Home-Room-Room-Decluttered/dp/1601427999">The Minimalist Home</a> which I got from the library and heaven help me I am <i>really</i> trying my best to <b>not</b> order it on Amazon, cause I have too many books that I haven't read already, so I'm trying to just read and finish it (even though I really want to write notes in it!) before it's due back at the library. I decided I can keep a book notebook and write my thoughts and take aways in that! So, from my notes, here are a few of my favorite parts so far (through page 14): <br /></p><p>Minimalism isn't about removing the things that you love. It's about removing the things that distract you from the things you love. - Minimalism: the intentional promotion of things we most value and the removal of anything that distracts us from them. Not about living with less, it's about living meaningfully. - Optimizing: reducing the number of your possessions until you get to the best possible level for you and your family. - A thoughtful and deliberate reduction of your possessions load - A minimized home is a better place to come home to without all the clutter it's more relaxing and less stressful. Fewer things competing for your attention. Able to focus on people and activities. - A minimized home is a better place to go out from, less time and energy cleaning and organizing = more time for dreaming and planning the future. - Significance over stuff, contribute over consuming</p><p>And two quotes that Amazon said were most highlighted by Kindle readers: 1) For something to be necessary and help you fulfill your purpose and potential, it needs to be so useful, lovely, or meaningful that you must keep it. 2) So when we ask, Do I need this? we’re actually asking, Does this help me achieve my purpose or hinder me in that pursuit?</p><p>I'm hoping that having these thoughts and asking these questions will really help me as I sort through things. We have a lot - and Wesley packed his stuff that was important to him, but still left two huge bins of clothes and I don't know what else, so yay I get to go through that. Lots to do, good stuff.</p>Tiffaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14508201361489460187noreply@blogger.com0