I didn't realize how much shorter I am than my sisters until I saw this picture! I love these two and I really never thought I would say that!
Thursday, August 23, 2012
I had a panic attack last weekend when I realized that school starts NEXT week!! Where did our summer go? We have not had near enough structured play days. And when I say structured I mean; I want picnics, four wheeler and horse rides and excursions to the dunes. We haven't done any of those things yet, so now we cram!! There's always got to be one last swimming activity, one last four wheeler ride and at least one trip to the dunes before we are doomed to bedtimes and schedules for another nine months!
Monday, August 20, 2012
Recently I have been consumed with thoughts of our schools and more personally my kids' education. I know that this is a very sensitive matter and that is exactly why I want to address it. This is part of my new blog resolve; to write things that matter to me so that my kids can know how their mother felt about life's issues.
We have a wonderful community here, we have so many great caring people that work their little tails off to make things good. I personally attended school here and while I agree that I probably have a biased opinion and that maybe I would be a bit more "educated" had I ventured out of good ole St. Anthony at some point, I think it's a pretty great place to be.
While I realize that we have many concerning issues in our school district, I don't for a second believe that we can't fix those problems or that our kids can't get a great education here. I have been told (more than once) that I am young and naive and that my kids aren't old enough for me to see the problems. I agree, I am young and possibly naive, but THANK YOU for the compliment. I will always be ten years younger and dumber to some!
I believe that as long as I am a proactive parent, I can assure my kids that they will get the education that they need. I want my kids to be confident that as their mother I will be at their side every step of the way, but I also want my kids to learn to deal with what they've been handed in life. I want them to face challenges head on and to be confident that they can do and be whatever they want.
I realize my kids are young, and I plan to follow my mother's advice to "never say never" but for now I plan to teach my kids what I feel are the most important things. Those are; work hard, take responsibility, be your best self, and blossom where you are planted. I want my kids to know that I believe we were planted right here in Parker Idaho for a reason. I don't desire for my kids to be amazing athletes, world class musicians, or Albert Einstein geniuses. I do desire and expect for them to be good citizens, hard workers, and faithful servants of their Heavenly Father; and that my friends can be accomplished right where we are.
Sunday, August 19, 2012
I spent a decent chunk of my childhood (probably not as much as I think) helping with farm and ranch work. I learned a lot of valuable lessons doing things like moving pipe, hauling hay, moving cows and lots of feeding. Lessons that are deeply imbedded into my brain such as; if you use vulgar lanuage then the cows respond to you better or if you kick the pipe it is sure to come unhooked a little easier. I am pretty sure the only time my dad lost his temper with us kids is when we were moving cows and we didn't block our gate good enough or something like that. I learned to make myself scarce when I knew the cows needed moved. I also learned that if we listened on the other side of the barn door when my dad milked we could hear him sing and talk to himself. I learned that it is possible to survive hours at a time of stifling heat in a tractor with no air conditioning while baling hay. Most importantly I learned that I wanted my kids to have some of these same "miserable' experiences as me because it builds character!
Friday, August 17, 2012
So here is the thing, I really like to blog. I like to record the things that happen in our family and to make a record for future posterity. I do it for me, not in anticipation of people leaving nice comments. The reality of it is, I don't get many comments and that is perfectly fine with me. I do however have a fair number of hits each month on here and I am always curious about who is peeking in and what they think of my family. (Not that that in any way changes what I write.) I have strongly considered making my blog private, but I have made some really great connections with people through it. Most importantly; people who have children with Ocular Albinism. Hagen's condition is not seriously life threatening or anything, but it is rare and information on it is limited. Every case is so different and it has been comforting to talk to others and follow the progress that their kids are making. I in turn feel it would be selfish to not allow others to do the same with me. So here we are.
Having said that, I have been reading through some of my older posts and I have to say I have been bored to tears. My kids and grandkids are not going to want to read about how we went to the park, went down the slide once and the did the swings twice. Then had a nice red popsicle and came home. They are going to enjoy much more hearing about how I actually feel about going to the park. (which is bored:) I am going to try really hard to start writing my posts with more depth and feeling and not so much boring fluff. With that I want to begin my new resolve with a little honesty, because what I really don't want is my kids to read this later in life and think, "our mom is such a liar, what she wrote about was the few and far between moments of pure bliss"
I have always thought it would be so refreshing to read a blog that talked about EVERYTHING that went on in a home full of kids. Not just the rainbow and butterfly moments. So here goes...If you don't like it, don't read it!
Hagen does a lot of this. He is throwing a major fit because I wouldn't let him eat a marker. I had already fed the kid Lucky Charms for breakfast (I know, who does that right?). I figured let's just eat one unhealthy thing at a time. I would also like to point out the disastrous mess on the floor. (This picture actually does it no justice at all) I am by NO means an impecable housekeeper. I wouldn't consider myself a complete slob, but our home is definately LIVED IN.
My kids fight, and hurt each other. My seven year old can throw a wicked awful fit.
I yell A LOT, which I am not proud of but I am really working on quitting. Some days I amaze myself with my temper.
My kids haven't read much at all this summer, I am a total slacker. They play from sun up to sun down and sleep a little in between. Hagen's vision therapist called to make an appointment and wanted to know when his nap time was, I didn't know what to tell her because we are just so sporadic right now.
Sometimes when the kids whine about doing a job, I do it for them so I don't have to have the fight.
I feed my kids cold cereal at least once if not twice a day.
I rarely prepare my Sharing Time or lessons until Saturday night.
I have left my kids home alone a time or two while I run here or there for up to 30 minutes at a time.
I got Cole's feet measured for new shoes only to find out that the shoes he's been wearing are 2 sizes too small.
And I am sitting here in my exercise clothes from early this morning. Weston tells me that I am not going to be worthy for a temple recommend if I don't start getting dressed earlier.
I have lots of goals for when school starts; I am going to make dinner more often, have bedtimes, read with the kids, make a menu and feed the family a little healthier, and keep the house cleaner. I am continually trying to be a better mom because let's face it, we all love our kids and do our very best to keep them healthy and happy. In the process of perfecting my mothering, I really want to be real about how things are around here. I plan on owning up the bad parenting moments and resolving to be better. Isn't that what this life is all about anyway?
Thursday, August 16, 2012
Hagen loved the waiting room of that place, and our appointment was late enough in the afternoon that he had it mostly to himself. He stomped around and threw toys all over the joint. All the nurses claimed to be in love with him. I have to admit he was rather cute, cute until they called him back and he had to leave the toys. Then he became a little not so cute. He was mad that he couldn't play anymore and then he was terrified of the doctors "eye checker helmet" thing.
After all his 18 month old nonsense, we learned that his vision has stayed the same since we were there six months ago. Good News! We learned that we really won't learn much until he is four or five years old, and by then we should know how good or bad his vision will be for life. He will continue to be seen by a specialist quarterly until he starts kindergarten at least, just to monitor his progress or lack thereof. We were pretty happy with how the appointment went, and grateful that so far he is progressing nicely. The importance of sunglasses, hats, and sunscreen was re-stressed to us. I am happy to report that he is finally leaving his sunglasses on for long periods of time while outside and he loves his hat and refuses to go out without it. I like the excuse to spend money on cute hats for him, and my friends with babies regularly comment on their jealousy that he will wear a hat.
Wednesday, August 15, 2012
Weston bought a go fast road pedal bike a few months back and I have actually been pleasantly surprised with how much he has rode it this summer. He was going two mornings a week for awhile there and really enjoyed that. His work is pretty crazy right now and always, so he has had to go in early and not been able to ride as much lately. Weston has been gone on a few work trips and stays busy with farm work and his church calling when he isn't at the warehouse. Wes has also been invited to go roping a few times with R.J. Thueson, and that is like a dream come true. He really wants to get into roping but honetsly just doesn't have time. Wes is a great dad and really tries to make his time at home meaningful. He is always taking the kids on the four wheeler or out to check a pivot or even saddling the horse for them. Regularly featured or not we love him and he is a crucial member of our family!