Wednesday, October 30, 2013

Happy 33 to me

I've come to acknowledge that birthdays as a mom are almost just like another day.  almost.  There isn't some fabulous surprise-planning fairy taking care of mom's, the way that mom's take care of all other birthdays, so it may seem like a bit of a let down…except for one magical thing.  Being a mom on her birthday is pretty awesome because he lovely kids do things like this:



And really, what's better?  "I love you" with as many 'xoxo's' as they can fit on the page and balloons of every colour.  Perfect.  This was crafted by my sensitive boy, Max.  He has a heart of gold.  And will write his brother and sister's names on the card after when he realizes that they haven't thought of something so they aren't left out.  He snuck downstairs and I was FORBIDDEN to come down while he worked on this.

Plus, my husband chose to take the day off work so we could spend it together.  On a wednesday, that's something pretty special.  Logan and I had library day and Tyler had to stop at the eye doctor, so while Logan played with toys, I got 20 minutes of golden time to start reading new books.


We also had to run a few errands at Canadian Tire, and do some Branch President visits, which required Logan to watch a movie in the van and me to read my new books.  Oh well, it was quiet time.


And since there's no one at home to make me my favourite meal, and Wednesday night's equal Achievers and Young Women's, so going out for dinner isn't an option, we had the next best thing.  I made the easiest meal possible that I still really enjoy eating.  Homage to my childhood on my birthday.  Grilled Cheese and Tomato Soup.  Add a glass of chocolate milk and it's like I'm in Kindergarten again.  


Lucy and I scooted off to the church for the evening, where she got to carve pumpkins and I got to work with the YW on Halloween crafting.  Plus mummy sugar cookies.  It was ideal.



Tuesday, October 29, 2013

The Great Pumpkin Carve

Puke.  That's how we started the day.  Actually, it started more pleasant than that.  It started with Logan crawling into bed with me for a cuddle.  But then he didn't move after that.  And then we realized he was sick.  And we had puke and sleeping until about 1pm.  By then he was no longer puking, he was starving, but still didn't get up off the couch.  Poor boy.  

He's so funny when he's sick.  I don't know if he gets delirious or something.  At one point I said, 

'Hey big guy, I love you SO much.'
And he responded with:
'I didn't know that.'

'What?! I tell you every day!'

'Oh yeah, right.' 

Late in the evening he was sitting over the toilet waiting to puke, although he had been puke-free for hours (I think he was stalling going to bed), he told me his puke was saying prayers and reading scriptures in his belly before going to bed in the toilet.  Weirdo.  

After school we stopped to get a few groceries, another pumpkin, and scored some awesome Halloween-themed hats. 

But puke did not disway us from carving pumpkins.  Monday before Halloween is our tradition.  It was fun.  






And the result was pretty fantastic, if we do say so ourselves.  



Sunday, October 27, 2013

Lovely Sunday

Our fall is winding down.  Days are getting cooler.  Need to take advantage.  Plus it seems to be rare to have nothing going on.  So we took advantage and went for an adventure as a family.  AKA: a walk.  But an adventure is much more enticing.

Our plan was to just go for a walk around on a path in our neighborhood, but we discovered secret paths that were much more interesting.  

The kids loved being outside exploring a new space, and so did we.  And we also found a clearing in the woods with cool moss-covered roots.  It was perfect for a game of hide-and-seek.  







We finished the evening with a less than stellar dinner and then played games.  It was a blast.  Loved it.  Kids had a hard time settling down for sleep, but sleep eventually came.  Love these days.  

Tuesday, October 22, 2013

The Hills Are Alive!

With the sound of Lucy!  

On General Conference weekend we took a quick break in between sessions and took Lucy to an audition for a community theatre production of Sound of Music.  She had to sing a musical theatre piece acapella and memorize a monologue.  So she sang 'The Second Star to the Right' from Peter Pan and recited 'Falling Up' by Shel Silversteen.  

We prepared ALL week.  With a LOT of prodding and one shave less than forcing her to do it.  It was a rough week.  It's hard to know where to push and where not to sometimes.  

Lucy's personality lends towards hermit sometimes.  She would be content to sit at home and read or draw all the time.  And I'm ecstatic that she loves to read and draw, but I also want to encourage her put herself out there too.  And try new things.  

I told her the story of when she learnt to walk as an example.  I told her how she was perfectly content to sit.  Forever.  She never pulled herself up on furniture.  She never ventured forward with timid steps first, falling down and getting back up.  She just didn't try.  And then one day, when she was 13-months old, she stood by herself.  Without any practice, she just did it.  And we clapped and cheered.  And the next day she stood up and walked.  She didn't stumble.  She just walked.  Up hill.  Down hill.  All over.  She just walked.  That was my first indication of her perfectionist nature.  

She doesn't like to try anything unless she knows exactly what she's getting into and that she can do it well.  Her teachers have often commented on the same.  

And so it is with most anything.  She didn't want to try swimming.  In fact she would scream if someone tried to hel her learn and took it as a personal attack.  But this summer she has taken to swimming on own.  Teaching herself.  

The same goes with Taekwondo, soccer, etc.  One of the many arguments we heard her say over that week was that we always force her to do stuff she doesnt want to.  We never let her choose.  

We pointed out that it was necessary for us to push her because she doesn't on her own.  She tried Taekwondo and soccer, and have it an honest try.  When she decided it still wasn't for her, we let her drop it.  She chose dancing.  Loves it.  And we let her chose it.  Great.  

But singing.  Oh singing.  I think that girl has been singing longer than she's been talking and she's been talking for a long time.  She's often commented that her life is a musical.  She will sing things to me rather than say them.  So when the opportunity presented for signing lessons with a most fantastic teacher, we jumped at the opportunity.  

And Lucy said no.  

So we pushed.  We insisted.  And after one lesson she was hooked.  

I told her how she takes after me and that being married to dad is a good thing for me because he pushes me to be more and do more, and I help him to be calm and relax and we make a good team.  But that she needs to be pushed sometimes too.  

So a musical seemed like the next natural choice.  

It was a rough week to say the least.  So much pushing, and talking and reassuring and finally just putting our foot down and insisting.  And we didn't even know if she'd get the part! 

She auditioned.  (Someone even started practicing the pipe organ in the other room and she held key and kept going). The director listened to her sing.  And said, 'ok thanks.' And stood as if to leave.  But Lucy held her ground.  Then he said, 'Oh, unless you have a monologue...?' 

'Yes, I do.' 

So she did her monologue.  He smiled and walked us out and our five minutes were up.  We went home for the next session of conference, not expecting much and not getting our hopes up, but full of HUGE congratulations to Lucy for trying.  

That was Saturday.  

On Sunday during dinner I got an email.  

Hi


I would love to offer Lucy the part of Gretl for Sound of Music. It would be a shared role. 3 shows out of 6


Hope that works for you.


Cheers


Charles

And we all cheered.  She skyped with both our families to tell them the exciting news and they cheered.  


At bedtime she said she still didn't know if she wanted to do it.  We hugged her and said goodnight.  


She went to her feet rehearsal, which was more of a meet and greet, and she came home over-the-moon excited.  Phew!  


Sometimes being a parent is hard.  


Since then she has soaked up all things Sound of Music.  We watched the movies and we sing the songs and she gets so excited for rehearsals.  And she's doing great.  Little Gretl.  



And so far, Grandma and Bumpa and Gigi and even Lucy's cousin Emma are coming out to see her performances.  

So the hills are alive with the sounds of relief mostly.  When is it right to push?  

She takes after me so much! 


Monday, October 21, 2013

Teeny Tiny Late night visitors

The Tooth Fairy came last night.  We love her.  She writes super tiny and it's hard for tired eyes to read so Lucy read for us.  They were super excited to think that the tooth fairy even touched Lucy's pen!  The little things...

Sunday, October 20, 2013

It's a good day

Surprisingly so...even though yesterday ended SO late and today seemed to start SO early.  

I went to a ladies night last night.  With my ladies.  We started earlier than usual - 7:30pm - with the hopes of ending earlier (I think) than we usually do.  I got home at 2:35am.  Is that earlier than usual?  I've learnt that starting earlier does not equate finishing earlier...just to enjoying each other's company longer.  Not a bad thing. 

6:30am came waaay to fast.  Fortunately all I had to do was roll over and tell my husband his alarm was going off so he could get up for Branch Presidency Meeting.  Than I rolled over and slept until 7:45.  Still harsh.  

But, in spite of myself and my sleep hangover, I had a greatly exhausting day.  

It's a good day for singing a song,
And it's a good day for moving along,
Yes, it's a good day, how could anything go wrong,
It's a good day from morning till night. 

Actually, it's a good day for listening to little kids singing songs: 

Today was the Primary Presentation.  The very best sacrament meeting of the year. And our little primary was phenomenal.  And my little Max had 3 lines and sang all the songs, and my sweet Lucy sang a solo in front of 198 people (The Sacred Grove - it's not a very familiar primary song but it's hauntingly beautiful and she sang it justice) AND she was a narrator.  Her microphone didn't work and she handled it seemlessly.  Professional!  

Today was my day to fast for our branch's 40-day fast. Sleeplessness and fasting is a hard combo.  Why don't I think ahead? Plus linger-longer! 

We also had a double baptism today too.  Things are moving forward in this area.  It's beautiful to witness.  Lucy also sang a solo at the baptism.  She is so wonderful.  She's shy with all the compliments she receives, but so sweet and willing to serve in her own special way. 

Logan wanted to wear a suit like dad today and he was so good through many hours of church. 



We rushed home for a quick bite to eat (3-bowls of Cheerios for me! That's a nice way to end a fast) and then headed to our friends for a bonfire.  I love a fire.  It was chilly and I'm thinking we might need to finally turn the heat on.  Blah! 

We roasted hot dogs and Max bit into one and his tooth came out!  First tooth fantastic boy! He lost the tooth...literally.  But we figured the tooth fairy is pretty nice and won't mind. 


We were treated to a beautiful rainbow too.


I love a bonfire night.  Especially a bonfire with Miss Maddie serenading us with her guitar.  Logan especially liked when Danny sang Sweet Home Alabama because it's a song from Cars.  



Max got ready for bed and got a letter for the tooth fairy.  I think the tooth fairy loves kids.  Especially my kids.  


So it was a gloriously exhausting day...from morning till night.  

Tuesday, October 8, 2013

Life in pictures

A picture account of what we've been doing lately.  Since pictures are worth a thousand words...



Weddings




FHE icecream sculptures 





Gymnastics


Porcupines



Playing with Dad



More weddings.  At this wedding, Lucy was asked to sing.  She did amazing! 


Waiting at the church for dad.  This happens a lot these days. 




FHE building piggy banks.



School.



Terry Fox run.


Field trips.


Empty movie theatres where we watched Cloudy with a Chance of Meatballs 2.  And finished with a meal of 'Taco-diles...supreme!'