UFO disguised as a Cloud

The kids and I went to my parents house Sunday and Monday. The kids were out of school for Martin Luther King Day (or in Idaho we affectionately refer to it as "Human Rights Day"). Scott had to work due to the end of his Boise book. So off we went.

Mom and dad bought a new computer, and dad asked me to come hook it up and transfer files over. The kids love to go to my parents house because there are no rules, and they get the run of the house. You know what I am okay with that. Cause I feel a little pressure off of me to be the mom. HaHaHa!!!

After a morning of working on the computer, I was ready for lunch. We headed to town to grab a bite to eat. Article Circle here we come. What can I say, Kimberly doesn't have a lot of places to choose from (well kid friendly ones anyway).

As we were making the drive back to my parents house (7 miles outside of town), we came over the hill and there was this cloud.

Garhett said,  "Mom, we should take a picture of the cloud and blog about it. We should say UFO disguised as a cloud". Ooh very clever Garhett. So as I was driving, my dad snapped a picture.  As made a couple more turns closer to my parents house, we were able to get a better closer view of the cloud.

Here is a UFO disguised as a cloud. I have to say, the cloud disappeared an hour after taking the picture. (imagine the sound doo.doo.doo.doo (twilight zone).

First Haircut

Today after getting my hair done, I decided to have Lynda give Emmett his first haircut or trim. I love his curls on the top of his head, but they are getting a little out of control. The hair hanging over his ears is a little crazy as well. So it is time.

Part way through the hair cut, I remembered that I need to take pictures. So I grabbed my phone and snapped a couple. Here is Emmett getting his hair cut.



















Here is the end result! Great job Lynda. But where did my baby go? All I see is a little boy or a big 2 year old boy!

Feeling Better

Today in our Presidency meeting, Jenn (the President) asked for our spiritual thought to be our favorite scripture. This is easy, I flip right to it, and then the most amazing thing happened.

Here is my favorite scripture: Alma 26:27 . This is my favorite scripture because I feel it applies to everything. This scripture got me through my mission, it has helped me in my marriage, with my kids, with my friends, pretty much everything. I replace some of the words to the current situation that I am in. Then as I began reading out loud to the ladies, "Now when our hearts were depressed, and we were about to back, behold, the Lord comforted us, and said: Go amongst thy brethren, the Lamanites, and bear with patience thine afflictions, and I will give unto you success."

I had this overwhelming feeling of the spirit. At that moment, I remembered why I love this scripture. Why I love this gospel. Why I love the Lord.

So many times, I tend to forget. Not for long, because thankfully I have this wonderful experiences (tender mercies) for me to remember that the Lord knows who I am and the things that I am suffering from. And if I would just remember to "bear with patience my afflictions" HE WILL BLESS ME!!

Amazing!! So I am out of my pitty pot. Is life still hard? Is life still a struggle? Sure it is and it will be. But I am not in my pitty pot anymore because today I am feeling the Love and the Spirit. Not because the Lord has done anything different, but because Cindi has moved herself back on the path.

Again referring to my Dec. post of the Lord's plan is the only plan. I am thankful for my calling and for having an inspired President have us share our favorite scriptures today of all days. She helped me without even knowing that she helped me.

Pitty Pot

Ever have "one of those days", that turned into "one of those weeks", that turned into "one of those months", that threatened to turn into "one of those years"? I have, it happened in 2007 and was hoping it ended in 2009, but as of today, no such luck, it has rolled over to 2010.


Disclaimer: This is not an uplifting post, not meant to be a cry for help post - just a "I'm in my pitty pot" post and frankly don't want help out right now, just want to talk myself through it. So this post maybe offensive, do I apologize? Not sure, cause this is how I feel and this is my blog (journal).

Talking to myself and feeling old

Nothing ever seems to fit

Hangin around, nothing to do but frown

What Ive got they used to call the blues

Nothing is really wrong

Today the weather is crappy (probably adding to my mood), and haven't slept throught the night in a really long time (probably adding to my mood). I was out on facebook this morning and read a status update from a friend who commented on getting the kids out the door to school on time today, then 3 of her friends commented with "that's great! come have lunch today at 11:30am" and then another friend said, "that's great come to kick boxing with me at 9 then lunch at 11:30". Oh how my heart sunk. I miss friends. I miss doing fun things. I don't have that here.

Then I started thinking maybe it's me, maybe there are ladies in the ward and neighborhood who do do this and I am not apart of it because of "me". I want to move. I want to go back to where I have friends. I want to go where ladies do want to get together. I am not saying it needs to be everyday. I get that we are all mom's but for pete sake getting together brings something to everyeone.


Then the real me started talking in my head, the ladies around here probably don't get together cause everyone is so consumed with their own life and their own problems that heaven forbid we think of helping or getting together with others. What I just said applies to me as well, some of the time, but not all of the time. I make calls to "friends" (or so I think that they are or were) and I get the big fat "NO" or "Call me again, definitely next time". See my dilemna, so I stop calling.


I called Scott. I need to share my feelings, if I don't then I can't possibly get this crappy feeling out of my system or improve my day. So we talked. Don't know if that was a good thing or not, cause he expressed some of the same feelings that I am having. Same opinions that I have about our so called friends. So I say to him, "You know what I need to do? I need to go to the Temple. I need to go desperately this weekend, you and I". He said, "I keep forgetting to talk to you about this, but we are going as a EQ Presidency Friday night and the wives are invited." Oh how my heart sang with joy! Now only to find a babysitter for Friday night.


I need to get back to the Temple it has been a few months and oh how I miss it. My life seems to hum better and inspiration tends to come a little easier when I attend the Temple. Surprisingly we secured his sister to watch the kids Friday night so we can go to the Temple. We haven't seen Kara since she moved out on Dec. 1st. She hasn't come to see the kids or visit with us. WHATEVER!


So my pitty party will last a little longer, then I will work my hardest to pull myself out. I hate feeling down. I miss my friends.

Rainy Days and Mondays always get me down.

Birthday Girl

Birthdays are such a special day! I love birthdays! I love making the people I love feel special.

In our family, we only do "friend" birthday parties on the even years of the kids birthdays. Since Paige is 5, we aren't having a party this year. I decided that Paige would love to go the salon and get her nails done. So we had a mom and daughter day. We had pedicures, enjoyed lunch, and then dinner out with the family, and an enjoyable evening with extended family and some friends for cake n ice cream.














Here is Paige and I decorating her "Castle" cake, which she wanted all white this year. So there isn't any definition with lines or flowers or anything. It's the Princess' cake and she can have it anyway she wants it! (For today!)

Here we are getting our toes done. Paige loved putting her feet in the water. She chose pink for her toes with flowers on the big toes, and green for her fingernails. This is what daughters are for! To have fun getting all dolled up and shopping. I have been blessed with a shopper and a trendy girl. It's a good thing and probably a bad thing when she gets older, but for now - it's FUN!!!!
















Who doesn't love dinner at Red Robyn where they will sing and clap "Happy Birthday" to you?!!! My kids love it! Grandma and Grandpa joined us for Paige's birthday dinner.















Then home for presents, cake and ice cream with Uncle Brian and Aunt Kathy, cousin Randy (we caught her before she went back to college), and the Kidders (Deidra and Michael), oh yes, and we must not forget Grandma and Grandpa!!!
















Paige blowing the candle out on her cake.

                             Paige's new birthday outfit.

The Birth of a Princess...

Well 5 years ago today January 7^th, Dr. West said these magical words to Scott and I, “It’s a Girl!!!” We both looked at each other and said, “It’s a girl!” After having 2 boys , we got ourselves a princess. And a princess is what she’s been since the moment she entered into this world.

So may I introduce our Princess Paige…

We are so blessed to have Paige in our family. She brings such creativity, music, and DRAMA! Paige loves to dress up, dance, sing, and even wrestle with her brothers.

Happy Birthday Paige! We love you.

Happy New Year

A new year brings resolutions. Resolutions that you will keep and incorporate into your life and those that you make knowing full well that you won't keep but temporarily.


So here is my first resolution that I knew would be temporary, but was hoping it would make it at least a few months. Truth is it didn't even it make it 2 days.

A New brings another visit to the ER.

Here I was thinking after meeting our family deductible many times over last year with Emmett’s 3 surgeries that we could maybe (hopefully) take a break in 2010.

Well thanks to a family in our ward who doesn’t believe in staying home from church when their children are obviously sick. Then they think they are doing you a favor by giving your child one of their toys that they have hacked on. Yes, I am still very bitter. I can't stand any member of the church who comes to church knowing they are SICK!!!!

So guess what, yep, Emmett ends up getting croup on Jan. 2nd. With Emmett, nothing is easy or simple, so croup landed us in the emergency room. He had trouble catching his breath. He would start retching from the mucus, which he isn't able to retch due to the surgery he just had. So with all of this, we ended up in the ER for breathing treatments and steroids. URGH!!!!!

So my positive attitude for 2010 is already in the crapper!!!