Wednesday, August 10, 2011

Short and SASSY!

Meg got a new haircut recently. It is a little bit, "mini me," and I love it! So does everyone else. She is constantly getting compliments and I didn't think it was possible for her eyelashes to look any longer than they are, but the short hair has done the trick. She has the most darling, perfect features for a short do and it just fits her personality to a T. It just might fit her personality too well!

Kendon: "I'm thinking we might need to grow Meg's hair back out. Boy is she ever SASSY lately."

Me: "I know. Seriously. She is Miss Sassy Pants."

pause (thinking of MY haircut and MY personality.)

Me: Wait a minute.....Oh well, I guess if the shoe (or hair) fits, wear it!!!!

Saturday, March 26, 2011


Here is another post that was in the deep dark depths of my draft folder. This one is 2 1/2 years old and warms and breaks my heart all at once. I forgot all about singing this song to Meg. I wonder when I quit. I can remember though, just how much she loved it. I might have to try singing it tonight and see if she remembers.

Was she the cutest baby or what?

We LOVE the musical Annie at our house. Lately I've taken to singing M-E-G, instead of N-Y-C. Meggers loves it when I sing her, HER song!

Here's a little reminder of the tune, just in case. Plus, you can never get enough of Annie!

And here's my version.

What is it about you?
Your small.
Your cute.
Your tough.

I went years without you,
Now I can't get enough.
Enough of kisses all over my face
with lots of squishes too.
Enough of boogers all over your face,
Oh Meggers you know you're


Too busy
Too stubborn
Too fast
Too cute
Too fun
I'm sold
On M-E-G


The loving at sundown
The hugs
That reach
my heart

That other house may have kids that are great
And a dog or cat or two
But, No other kid in
The whole forty eight
Can half compare
To you

Oh M-E-G

You make 'em all love ya

You're sweet
You're fun
You're still
The one

Amen For M-E-G

Friday, March 25, 2011

Don't forget to read the fine print....

Here's an, "out of the blue," question Sirri posed to my sister's THEN boyfriend.

"So....when are you going to sign up to be my uncle?"

Apparently Sirri thinks that finding a spouse isn't any more difficult than obtaining, say, a cell phone contract.

Well, Travis, we're all so glad you decided to sign that dotted line.

We love you both and are so happy you are so happy!

Thursday, March 24, 2011

Chosen Family

Last Fall, Kendon and I attended Connor's Thanksgiving feast at his school. There was one little girl from his class who's dad couldn't make it and her mom had passed away in a car accident earlier in the year. She was SO sad that no one was there to have the feast with her. Kendon and my hearts were broken and we included her in our little family feast. She still sobbed for her dad the whole way through the lunch because we were practically strangers to her. I only know her through helping in the classroom a few times a month. I remember being so distraught that there was no one there who knew her well enough to console her. As I looked around the cafeteria that day, I saw so many familiar faces. People that I know well. People that my kids know well. People that would have taken my child under their wing if necessary and would have been able to make it alright. People that are friends, but that we consider family.

Today, I was visiting teaching while Meg and Connor were at school. Somehow, two hours had passed. It was 11:20, and I was supposed to have picked Meg (and friends) up at preschool at 11:00 and Connor (and friends) up at kindergarten at 11:10. As soon as I realized what time it was I ran out to my car and started zooming down the street. I called Loretta (one of the preschool kid's mamas) to ask if she happened to have gotten the preschool kids. She hadn't, Ms. Tammie was keeping them, but she DID have the kindergartners. While I was busy chatting away, oblivious to the time, these two good friends took care of my "stuff." (Namely, mine and others' children!) Even though the minute I realized what time it was, my adrenaline began racing-mostly because I really dislike being undependable-but I didn't worry about the kids for one minute. I KNEW that they would be taken care of. I knew that someone would figure out I was MIA for some reason and take care of them. And they did.

What a blessing to live in a community and have such amazing friends that watch over me and my little family. I've been struggling with living "far" from my family lately and I'm thankful for a loving Father in Heaven that knew I needed a reminder that I have friends that ARE family.

I thought of making a list of all those who are my "chosen family," but the list would be long (and that seems a bit like junior high!) but those of you who are on "the list," know it. Thank you for being you and taking care of us.

I love you all.


This is a picture that has patiently been waiting in my drafts folder for three years. Oh man, how things can change in that amount of time. It's funny the things you forget about raising toddlers. The things you think you'll never miss, but looking back, you kinda do.

Wednesday, March 23, 2011

Is She Cute or What?

Post Edit: I just showed this to Sirri and she said, "Oh, she is so cute. You can see the sparkle in her eye!"

Monday, March 21, 2011


I don't like it when Kendon goes out of town. (He's been gone twice in the last month.) BUT, I do love finding his hidden love notes inside cupboards, under my pillow, in the fridge, and all the silly other places he thinks to stick them.

Sunday, March 20, 2011

So Proud...

that Meg knew, "this is inappropriate," when playing a phone app game in which Santa "moons" you with his boxer shorts that say, "Merry Christmas!"

to be Kendon's Wrestling Wife. He is so supportive of Connor, win or lose, and gives just the right amount of encouragement without making Connor feel pressured.

that Connor knows our bodies are special and told his friend he shouldn't write on his hands, "cause our bodies are temples, don't ya know?"

of Sirri for working SO hard on her spelling words. Spelling does not come naturally to her but when she practices diligently all week it pays off!


circa 1980-something

this weekend

I knew Kendon was a wrestler (wrastler as his family would say. yes we are from southeast Idaho!) when I married him and always figured we'd have a wrestler ourselves, and BOY DO WE! Connor started wrestling practice a few weeks ago and he loved it from the first moment he stepped onto the mat. This week he had his first two tournaments and he did so well. I was so proud of him. I was not only proud that he did so well (winning 7 out of 9 matches) but more importantly for his winning attitude and determination. Connor demonstrated very well two aspects of our family motto. He "worked hard," and he "had joy." I don't care if he **wins or loses, but I want him to always try his best and have fun doing it. And HE DID! Wrestling is not an easy sport. Sometimes it hurts (and makes you cry. ugh.) and you don't want to go back out there and finish the match, but Connor did every time. He NEVER gave up even when he was on his back being outmatched. He kept fighting until he heard that whistle blow. What great characteristics to have throughout your life.

We are so proud of you Connor Man!

**Though, honestly I like it when he wins better. I mean, who wouldn't? But seriously, wrestling is a tough sport to watch when you are the mama. Oh boy. Thankfully, he won more than he lost so MY tears were kept to a minimum. Phew!