The person who coined the phrase "Sunday is a day of rest" was most definitely a man.
There is NO resting for me on the seventh day, and it's driving me slowly insane. I miss the days of peaceful worshiping and spiritual growth. Sunday's for me now go something like this:
Wake up Get woken up {6:30 a.m.}.
Make breakfast {Hootenanny Pancakes. Every Sunday.}
Get a call from the home teachers saying they want to visit after church.
Clean the house so the home teachers can visit after church.
Bathe the children.
Iron everyone's clothes.
Realize I'm still in my bathrobe when they come to collect Fast Offerings, so quickly hide with the children behind the couch until they leave {Matt is inevitably in the shower whenever they come}.
Prepare the Fast Offering to take to church.
Take a shower and do my hair {if I'm lucky}.
Make lunch.
Dress the children.
*you may be asking where Matt is during all this.....two words- football season. {and he's usually dead tired because he's had a sleep-over with the kids downstairs the night before}
Go to church.
Sit on the bench {starting order- Matt, Lincoln, Jackson, Kensie, me & Landon}.
Matt gets asked to help with the Sacrament.
Children turn into holy terrors.
New bench order- Lincoln, me, Jackson, Kensie & Landon
Children giggle. Children fight. I pinch. I give "the look". People around me fear for their lives.
Matt comes back.
I leave with the baby to enjoy the meeting in the foyer.
I stay in the foyer for the next hour because the baby is dead tired and will NOT go to sleep and is only happy when I'm walking around.
I go to Young Women's where thankfully there are a billion willing babysitters who coo and coddle the wee one and I get to sit and listen to the lesson.
Come home.
Make dinner.
Children do sundry things to get on my nerves.
Family prayer {where the person praying always seems to bless us that we can be nice to one another. Could have used that prayer in the morning}.
Put the kids to bed.
Eat ice cream and watch Food Network {ahhhh, now there's the "rest"!}
*okay, okay. Not every Sunday is like this.........
Sometimes I don't have to make dinner.
Monday, September 27, 2010
The Seventh Day
Saturday, September 18, 2010
Fall Soccer
Thursday, September 16, 2010
4 month stats
Friday, September 10, 2010
What Would You Say?
This is what I'd tell myself:
You will never be the same,
and you won't want to be.....
Tuesday, September 7, 2010
Kindergarten!
Lincoln started Kindergarten on September 1st. He was so excited! His teacher this year is Mrs. Melzer, who is super nice. Because Lincoln was in the preschool at Ridgeline last year I was more relaxed about him starting Kindergarten {although I still had to follow the bus down for a few days to make sure he was okay.....and I did shed a tear or two....}. I think he'll have a great year, and I'm excited for him to learn lots of new things.
I must mention that when he went in for his Kindergarten assessment the week before we both walked out feeling a bit overwhelmed. Lincoln's pretty shy around people he doesn't know, and when the teacher started asking him questions he got even more nervous. He did pretty well until this question:
Mrs. Melzer- "I'm going to say a sentence and I want you to write what I say. I can see the black dog by the tree."
Lincoln- "uhhhhhhhh"
He got the "I"......
What pre-K kid knows how to do that {and don't tell me your kid does. I don't want to know....I'll feel like more of a failure.}??
Monday, September 6, 2010
Hiking Timp
Last week we hiked to the Timpanogos Caves with my family. It was fun having everyone there, even babies! The kids were really good hikers. Lincoln hiked the whole way and Jackson made it about 3/4 of the way before asking to be carried. Landon enjoyed the scenery from the carrier and even had a nap.
The caves were just as cool as I remembered, and the kids loved seeing all the animal shapes in the rocks! They especially loved the caramel falls and the salt and pepper shakers. Landon loved it in the caves and was looking around wide-eyed the whole time.
Saturday, September 4, 2010


