People are often unreasonable and self-centered. Forgive them anyway.
If you are kind, people may accuse you of ulterior motives. Be kind anyway.
If you are honest, people may cheat you. Be honest anyway.
If you find happiness, people may be jealous. Be happy anyway.
The good you do today may be forgotten tomorrow. Do good anyway.
Give the world your best and it may never be enough. Give your best anyway.
For you see, in the end, it is between you and God. It never was between you and them anyway.
-Mother Teresa

Wednesday, March 31, 2010

From the Mouths of Babes

Today it snowed and it wasn't even April Fool's Day. I was kind of grumbling about the snow and Regan turned to me and said, "Mom, why are you mad at Jesus for making the snow?"

Boy did that put me in my place and give me a little eye-opening perspective. Gotta love it.

Odious Spring

THIS is how I'm doing. Sums up my life right now so I didn't want to have to redo all of that. I have had laryngitis for a couple weeks now too. I think my girls are happy because I can't yell at them to stop being crazy. I swear if my birthday wasn't in March, it would be my least favorite month EEEEVVVVEEEERRRR!!!!

Wednesday, March 17, 2010

My birthday was on Saturday and it was a good day even though it snowed and I was suffering horribly from allergies. I swear if it wasn't for my birthday, March would be my least favorite month of the year. Anyway, big thanks to Catherine for sneaking me some Oreo's (my fave) and especially for watching my girls so I could actually spend my birthday money this year instead of putting it in the bank to pay bills.

My birthday is also extra special because I share it with an extraordinary dad. There have only been a handful of times that we have not celebrated together. Growing up, my mom would always bake my dad's favorite cake (carrot cake) and after alot of those I told my mom that it wasn't my favorite so she should make me my own cake along with my dads. She did, bless her heart.

I am the third child in my family and he would call me his favorite #3. He coached my basketball team in high school and it was great having him at everygame to watch us even if he was harder on me and my sister than anyone else. He is kind, generous, has a strong testimony of the gospel, and has taught me principles of the gospel, not by lectures, but by his example. He and my mom have been me and my siblings biggest fans and supporters in all things that we are pursuing.

Any opinion my dad has on things must be right, so that's what my opinion is. To me, my dad has always been that tall mountain that you know is not going anywhere.

(My dad with Regan)

I cannont even write this post without tears. My dad has an incurable, agressive form of blood cancer (multiple myeloma). It was diagnosed a year ago and my mom has kept him healthy this last year with a regimen of natural supplements. Today he started his first round of chemotherapy because the cancer has started to create holes in his spine and hips. The chemo is to hopefully slow the cancer down.

(My dad with Sophie)

It feels like someone has put a choke hold on my heart. I can't bear to think of some of the things he may have to go through. I especially can't bear to think of my life without him in it. He is just always that constant thing that you count on being there, like walls in a home. Like water coming out of a faucet. Like blood in your veins. How can that be taken away......especially so soon? I hope we have many more birthdays to celebrate together, but if not, I know the Lord has a plan....all is well. I love you very much dad.

Sunday, March 7, 2010

In Ducky Heaven

Some of you may remember the beloved (abominable in my opinion) "ducky blanket". She attached herself to it when she was just a baby. I have let this abomination go on too long. It has distorted her teeth and caused her lips to suffer chapiness insufferably. It has probably caused it's share of sickness and it stinks intolerably even after it has been washed. What a bad hygienist I am. Give me a break....I haven't worked steadily in a year and a half. But it has been easier to let her have it than to take it away and have her crying at night, crying in the car, crying when she's disciplined, you get the picture.

Well I decided to bite the bullet. So I made a call to the "Blanket Fairy" and arranged for her to come and get Regan's ducky blanket. I explained all of this a few days leading up to this and she was not happy at first. One time she said she was going to find the Blanket Fairy and kill her. Wow, strong words for a little girl to be speaking.

Anyway, the night she was to come Regan understood what was going to happen. In exchange for her blanket, the fairy brought Regan a pretend doctor kit. She loved and played with that thing all day yesterday. Last night Regan had a more difficult time accepting that her ducky blanket was really gone. Tears were shed(plenty of them). Abominations were directed at the blanket fairy. Why, oh why was the blanket fairy so naughty?!? (sob sob) The ducky blanket wanted to be back in her life!!! (scream scream) She wanted to give it a hug and a kiss right now!! (bawl bawl)

I explained that the blanket fairy comes when the blankets are hurting the kids teeth and lips.
"But mama, my ducky blanket always climbed into my mouth. If it says sorry and gives me a hug and a kiss, can it come back into my life?"
"No, I'm sorry. I don't know where she took your blanket."
"But my ducky blanket wants to say sorry and it won't climb into my mouth ever again!! I can't go to sleep without my ducky blanket!!"

On and on this went. During the night she woke up and cried for her blanket. Today she has been asking for it. If she didn't put it in her mouth it wouldn't really be an issue, but alas so it is and so it must be.

On to other news...Sophie is still crazy as ever. One morning she nabbed Jason's shoes and this is how I found her. So funny. I just love her wild, crazy, untamable hair (gel helps a little). She is very independent and has to do everything "my big-girl self". Regan started saying that when she was smaller and Sophie picked it up. My mom made these cute Sunday clothes for the girls for Christmas and I had to post a picture of them for her. Everyone at church loved them. My mom is very talented.

This is my new love. I was down in St. George and stopped at D.I. and found this beauty. It is solid wood, very sturdy, and very comfortable. I am going to re-finish it and it will look awesome. The only problem is that it's in SG and I'm in SLC. No good.
I really don't have room for this in my apt. So I'm either going to sell it to make some moolah, or keep it and sell my glider. I'm leaning towards the latter.

Hope you guys are having a wonderful March!