Thursday, May 31, 2007
Tuesday, May 29, 2007
Monday, May 28, 2007
Friday, May 25, 2007
Wednesday, May 23, 2007
Tuesday, May 22, 2007
We have so many deer in our backyard this spring! They are very bold and the kids have almost been able to walk right up to them. (Unfortunately, they are learning about the circle of life when they see them as roadkill up the street.) Sam and Luke got pretty close to these two this morning...
Sunday, May 20, 2007
Thursday, May 17, 2007
Wednesday, May 16, 2007
Tuesday, May 15, 2007
Sunday, May 13, 2007
Mother's Day 1997--"Woe is me...I'll never be a mother!"
Mother's Day 1998--"Why can't I have children? I'd be the best mother ever!"
Mother's Day 1999--"Adoption is wonderful...my baby is perfect!"
Mother's Day 2000--"Who says this mothering thing is hard? I must just be an exceptional parent...maybe I'll write a child-rearing book!"
Mother's Day 2001--"Wow...a two year old and a newborn...hmm, maybe I'd better read a child-rearing book!"
Mother's Day 2002--"D*#$^%$(S!"
Mother's Day 2003--"Maybe I could handle just ONE more child?!"
Mother's Day 2004--"Hooray...the twins are home from the NICU!"
Mother's Day 2005--"What was I thinking?!"
Mother's Day 2006--"How did Mom do this? I need to send her a GOOD gift!"
Mother's Day 2007--"Who just threw up?"
Friday, May 11, 2007
I am a little nervous to introduce you to my mom. Not because she is strange or embarassing or an alcoholic or anything. Quite the opposite. I just happen to know from years of experience, that once you meet my mom...you will like her more than you like me!
It's true...from kindergarten on, any friends who came to my house were much happier talking to my mother than playing Barbies with me! The (very) few guys who ever seemed remotely interested, completely forgot my existence once they were captured by her spell. And I guarantee, right now, that if you click over to her blog, you will never ever come back to mine!
My mom is the prettiest, wittiest, sparkliest mother of seven you ever met! She is the kind of woman who always wears lipstick, fingernail polish and perfume. And, although she will soon be the grandmother of 18, her zest for life and sense of humor keep her eternally young.
Mom is one-of-a-kind. When all the other Mormon moms were cross-stitching and canning fruit, my mother was being published in magazines, designing furniture and planning 3-week trips to Europe. One Christmas, she adopted two families who had escaped from Eastern bloc countries and set them up with food, clothing, and gifts for months. She created her own summer camp for the seven of us to attend...it was in the playroom every weekday morning and she taught us German phrases, scripture verses, fingerplays and took us on field trips!
Now that she's an empty-nester, Mom keeps busy helping Dad run his business, corresponding with long-distance grandkids, running an "Oma school" for the ones who live close-by, writing letters to the editor, organizing EVERYTHING, reading 2 or 3 newspapers a day, serving the ladies at church, planning and going on trips, surfing the net, perfecting her personal style and watching David Letterman.
I am eternally grateful to Mom for teaching me how to make homemade chicken noodle soup, pick out a good book, play "Heart and Soul" on the piano, sing lullabies to crying babies, shop for the perfect shoes, trust in the Lord and always, always, always look on the bright side of life.
She is queen bee of our buzzing hive, the brightest star in our constellation, the highest note in our family song. I am so glad I got to be there for her first Mother's Day and plan to help her celebrate many, many more!
Love you, Mom!
Wednesday, May 9, 2007
And, although the twins were having their typical checkout meltdown and the cashier and other customers rolled their eyes, I looked Laura in the eye and answered every question and chatted like we were long-lost friends.
You see, I was thinking of Laura's mother. A mother somewhere praying that her different daughter was having a good day on the job. A mother who watched neighbor kids hop on the big yellow school bus while Laura got in a little silver van and went to school miles away. A mother who endured countless dirty looks in libraries, movie theaters and church meetings. A mother who spent thousands of hours and dollars on doctor visits, medication and social skills groups. A mother whose heart burst with pride at the sight of her daughter wearing an Acme uniform and bringing home her first paycheck.
"I don't like loud crying," Laura said as we were heading for the door. "But I know I'm supposed to be ok with things I can't change."
Tuesday, May 8, 2007
This week I have planting flowers. Everyone knows I am not great with green things (i.e. money, plants, reptiles), but I always want to try. So this year I planted lots of snapdragons, heather sage, some daisies and a few others I can't pronounce. The azaleas are blooming beautifully and the peonies should be on their way soon.
Next week, we start on the mini-vegetable garden!
Gab's garden tip: I just read that you should save the water after you boil eggs and use it to water your plants...
I would love to hear your favorite gardening tips, too.
Friday, May 4, 2007
Wednesday, May 2, 2007
Tuesday, May 1, 2007
"What did you do in the bathroom?" I asked.
"Oh, I just used some of Dad's deodorant. And then I sprayed a little chlorine in my hair."
"Yeah, you know that man-perfume Dad sometimes wears...like for weddings and funerals..."