Well… here we are… Friday.
~ Spent most of the day here with my mom, dad, and sister Mary.
My dad went in to see how his heart is doing and possibly have a stent put in. The procedure was quickie (yay!)… which meant no stent.(boo!) He’s “Okay” but not okay… ya know. We’re so blessed to have such an AWESOME mom and dad. We’ll see what happens this week talking with the doc and surgeon (who looks an awful lot like Kramer – only from India.)
~ Passed a Costa Vida on the drive home. I sure was famished so I stopped for a late lunch. After talking with the doctor’s about clogged arteries, I thought a bit more about what food I put into my body. Taste & hunger won & I got got sweet pork deep dive nachos. There may be nothing healthy about those, but they were good. Had some dark chocolate for dessert. I might need to work on my diet.
~ Came home to a Tru who had just woken. He welcomed me with a poopy diaper. Ah – greetings sweet child. Lizzy went down for a nap just as I came home… when she woke, she greeted me with a poopy diaper. Such is my life. Max said, “I just weally missed you mommy.” I think Jimmy is super dad. When I called him from the hospital he had gone to get a Papa Murphy’s (we make it… you bake it!) early in the day and took the kids to Booger King. He’s nice like that.
~ Helped Hannah clean out her room. She had a feast under her bed… corn nuts, fishies, gatorade. I told her she needed to sort through stuffed animals and give away half of them. I told her she could take pictures of special things that needed a new home. She cried. But now she has room for books on her shelf (and she still got to save the most special things). I threw loads of garbage away. We’re half done. Things are lightening up in there… not so ‘heavy’ a feeling of clutter. And she enjoys that … no more tears.
~ Jimmy sees our room as I see Hannah’s room – hideous. It’s somewhat true. Maybe I should teach my children to be organized by example. Oh – but I used to be organized back when I had 2 kiddos. Then we moved… and had 3 babies. If I could get on top of it and find a home-sweet-home for every item in my house, then we could move forward (and wouldn’t that be a fine example for my tots). I might need to do the 40 bags in 40 days with Miss Clover Lane. “Keep a visual in mind. How do you want your house to look?”
~ Love this quote and need to stop speeding my life up and filling it up with busy-ness…
~ Tucked Tru into bed. Usually Jimmy does Max & I do Tru. Anyhoo… Tru is good about things as long as they are his idea. He always says, “Prayer First”. So we pray. Then he snuggles into his bed (don’t rush him). He grabs the tag on his blanket (the brown blanket, that is… not the white). Then he says, “awwwww… beam” Now, he has a very specific order in which he wants the songs. But if you just head into the next song on the list… he stops you and picks a different song… just so he can be in charge (isn’t he so 2!?). Then he goes back to the normal routine so you have to sing that other song again. So… since it really doesn’t matter so much, I let him take the lead (gosh – am I a bad parent to not hold the reins on this?)… So this is the order… “beam,” “Popcorn”, “temple”, “God”, “mission”. Then he decides if he’ll give me a kiss. And I ask him if he wants the door open or closed. Ever since we let him keep it open, he stays in his bed. Anyhoo… just a random about Tru.
~ It’s a little odd… but we hardly dare take our entire family anywhere (mostly due to Truman). Like – we didn’t want to take everyone to Abe’s Blue & Gold Banquet this week. The odd part is that we decided that it would be a good idea to pull the kids out of school & take the fam to spend a week with Jimmy at a conference. I guess we’ll see how that goes in March – may be interesting.
~ Today Hannah said, “Mom, what do you think my husband will be like?” (remember how she’s 9!). I said, “Oh, I bet he’ll be so good… a righteous priesthood holder who will take you to the temple, and obey God, and be good to you.” “Oh, mom… like what will he be like?” “Oh, I’m sure he’ll be cute.” “Oh, mom.”
~ Then Abe said, … oh crumb… what did he say? It was so random and funny.
~ It’s 4 in the morning & I’m up with Lizzy. She’s practicing baby babbling. I’m tired. True Story.
~ Speaking of slowing down (up a few bullet points – eh)… Just thought of a few messages I need to act on:
“Mothers who know do less. They permit less of what will not bear good fruit eternally. They allow less media in their homes, less distraction, less activity that draws their children away from their home. Mothers who know are willing to live on less and consume less of the world’s goods in order to spend more time with their children—more time eating together, more time working together, more time reading together, more time talking, laughing, singing, and exemplifying. These mothers choose carefully and do not try to choose it all. Their goal is to prepare a rising generation of children who will take the gospel of Jesus Christ into the entire world. Their goal is to prepare future fathers and mothers who will be builders of the Lord’s kingdom for the next 50 years. That is influence; that is power. (Julie B. Beck – October 2007)
“There was a time when I needed to prioritize, and in one of those sacred meetings between me and the Lord, He gave me three categories that I have worked from, and they have been a guide in my life. The categories are the essential things, the necessary things, and the nice-to-do things.” (Julie B. Beck – BYU Women’s Conference – 2010)
Good. Better. Best. “We have to forego some good things in order to choose others that are better or best because they develop faith in the Lord Jesus Christ and strengthen our families.” (Dallin H. Oaks – 2007 Conf.)
It’s just that the more things that get piled into my life, the faster I think I need to go to get things done (things that need to be done & things I want to do)… but yah… we can’t do it all… we have to choose. sigh…
~ Since starting this blog post I made a decision that I will do the 40 bags in 40 days. I WILL! Last night I was feeling grumpy so I went through my stinkin’ closet and bagged up 2 full garbage sacks of clothes to give to D.I. Very honestly… there was a dress from Ricks College … let’s see… that was 16 years ago. Yes, it’s a lovely dress… but I can’t imagine that I’ll wear it if I haven’t put it on in 10 years. Really Heather? 40 bags… 40 days. We’re on our way.
~ I remembered this quote that my mom used to teach us. I quote it to my kids sometimes… they love it when I do stuff like that. hardy-har-har!
~ Started this post on Friday evening…. updated in the middle of the night with zuzu… and finished it Saturday Morn. There we go. Off to do Saturday work.
