Lately it seems like I haven't had a whole lot of patience. Chris started work a couple weeks ago and is gone alot which has been a huge adjustment for me and the life I was used to of going to work and coming home and doing a whole lot of nothing. Now it seems like I'm constantly running from one place to the other, we're surviving on cereal, and I'm late to everything. I've developed a nasty little habit of saying bad words in my head and under my breath, a lot. On Thursday I'd gotten off work late and hurried home to make dinner so I could get to a training meeting for church. Of course I'm running behind, Huntley has a major diaper blowout, and not one dress or skirt in my closet fits. I walked into the meeting late thinking not so nice thoughts and was then served my piece of humble pie. Our meeting was on constantly using the For Strenth of Youth pamphlet in any way you can when working with the youth. We learned how the number one way to do this was to make sure you always live the standards in the pamphlet. Originally I had forgotten what had been going through my head just a few short minutes before and thought I'm not perfect but I do feel like I try and live my life according to those values. As the meeting went on we were told to open the pamphlet and they wanted to go through an exercise on how to teach values. Here comes my big piece of pie, the value they picked was language. I sat there in my too tight clothes feeling extremely bad and realizing I had a problem. I'm glad I was able to have this experience before it gets any worse but I'm since it's a problem I have in my head I figured writing it down and admitting I have a problem is the best way to overcome it. Now my plan of action is to try and sing songs to put me in a better mood. Plus I'd rather have Huntley pick up on hymns than spitting out swear words.
Saturday, April 30, 2011
Humble Pie for the Homeless
Our Easter was so much fun this year. Huntley actually understood and grasped concepts so we were able to dye eggs, hide eggs, find eggs, not to mention enjoy the real reason for the celebration and be thankful for our savior and all he did for us so that someday we can see Bow again. I love that she is starting to grow and learn things but the independent attitude that is also coming with that growth is not my favorite thing. She had a gorgeous Easter dress that is too painful to wear and after me arguing with her forever about it not hurting her Chris finally pointed out we were late for church and just let her wear what she wants. We got the below ensemble of a pink polka dot dress, pink rain boots, pink blanket subsituted in for a little old lady shawl, and our pink princess lunch pail. She looked homeless. The picture is horrible but I had to take it so that I could someday laugh at her stubborness and not be upset with her not wearing the dress she was supposed to wear.
Lately it seems like I haven't had a whole lot of patience. Chris started work a couple weeks ago and is gone alot which has been a huge adjustment for me and the life I was used to of going to work and coming home and doing a whole lot of nothing. Now it seems like I'm constantly running from one place to the other, we're surviving on cereal, and I'm late to everything. I've developed a nasty little habit of saying bad words in my head and under my breath, a lot. On Thursday I'd gotten off work late and hurried home to make dinner so I could get to a training meeting for church. Of course I'm running behind, Huntley has a major diaper blowout, and not one dress or skirt in my closet fits. I walked into the meeting late thinking not so nice thoughts and was then served my piece of humble pie. Our meeting was on constantly using the For Strenth of Youth pamphlet in any way you can when working with the youth. We learned how the number one way to do this was to make sure you always live the standards in the pamphlet. Originally I had forgotten what had been going through my head just a few short minutes before and thought I'm not perfect but I do feel like I try and live my life according to those values. As the meeting went on we were told to open the pamphlet and they wanted to go through an exercise on how to teach values. Here comes my big piece of pie, the value they picked was language. I sat there in my too tight clothes feeling extremely bad and realizing I had a problem. I'm glad I was able to have this experience before it gets any worse but I'm since it's a problem I have in my head I figured writing it down and admitting I have a problem is the best way to overcome it. Now my plan of action is to try and sing songs to put me in a better mood. Plus I'd rather have Huntley pick up on hymns than spitting out swear words.
Lately it seems like I haven't had a whole lot of patience. Chris started work a couple weeks ago and is gone alot which has been a huge adjustment for me and the life I was used to of going to work and coming home and doing a whole lot of nothing. Now it seems like I'm constantly running from one place to the other, we're surviving on cereal, and I'm late to everything. I've developed a nasty little habit of saying bad words in my head and under my breath, a lot. On Thursday I'd gotten off work late and hurried home to make dinner so I could get to a training meeting for church. Of course I'm running behind, Huntley has a major diaper blowout, and not one dress or skirt in my closet fits. I walked into the meeting late thinking not so nice thoughts and was then served my piece of humble pie. Our meeting was on constantly using the For Strenth of Youth pamphlet in any way you can when working with the youth. We learned how the number one way to do this was to make sure you always live the standards in the pamphlet. Originally I had forgotten what had been going through my head just a few short minutes before and thought I'm not perfect but I do feel like I try and live my life according to those values. As the meeting went on we were told to open the pamphlet and they wanted to go through an exercise on how to teach values. Here comes my big piece of pie, the value they picked was language. I sat there in my too tight clothes feeling extremely bad and realizing I had a problem. I'm glad I was able to have this experience before it gets any worse but I'm since it's a problem I have in my head I figured writing it down and admitting I have a problem is the best way to overcome it. Now my plan of action is to try and sing songs to put me in a better mood. Plus I'd rather have Huntley pick up on hymns than spitting out swear words.
Sunday, April 3, 2011
Saturday
Saturday we:- Mowed the lawn
- Weeded the flower beds
- Played in a fort
- Built garden boxes
- Went to the dump
- Taught Huntley to drive
- And started leveling the dirt to make a corner of our yard into a really awesome fire pit
Then for the half hour break we had before the preisthood session started we sat in the backyard BBQ'ing and enjoying our hard work.
Sunday we woke up to this and our all our hard work buried. At least we enjoyed the sun while it was here.
Saturday, April 2, 2011
Why I love my Huntley Baby
Since I've been really bad at blogging this year and this is what I use as my journal I decided I'd better devote a whole post to Huntley so I can remember how fun we had at this age. I love that she has developed her own personality and is becoming her own little person.
#1 I love how gorgeous Huntley is. She loves to sneak in the bathroom and do her "pretties." Normally I try and keep the mascara unreachable but not this time.
#2 The way she talks cracks me up. When she wants to be carried she comes up and says "Mommy I carry you?" Of course she has her I's and me's a little confused and wants me to carry her but it makes me smile every time she says it.
#3 She is my little snuggle bug. I go to bed really early these days and she always comes and cuddles with me and then goes and lets Chris know when I fall asleep. Sometimes I wonder if we've switched roles and she's the mom now.
#4 She is one cool kid. She loves playing outside and a couple days ago Chris told her it was finally going to be warm and she'd get to go to the park. This is how she got ready to go.
#1 I love how gorgeous Huntley is. She loves to sneak in the bathroom and do her "pretties." Normally I try and keep the mascara unreachable but not this time. 
#2 The way she talks cracks me up. When she wants to be carried she comes up and says "Mommy I carry you?" Of course she has her I's and me's a little confused and wants me to carry her but it makes me smile every time she says it. 
#3 She is my little snuggle bug. I go to bed really early these days and she always comes and cuddles with me and then goes and lets Chris know when I fall asleep. Sometimes I wonder if we've switched roles and she's the mom now. 
#4 She is one cool kid. She loves playing outside and a couple days ago Chris told her it was finally going to be warm and she'd get to go to the park. This is how she got ready to go. 
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