Re-Post

I have to re-post this silly story and add this link
I got from a great blogger over here

Sunrise! Sunset!

One of the many traits I love about my husband is how he adores me and our 5 daughters.

When we were courting and there were beautiful sunrises or sunsets he would tell me that he had ordered them for me. I felt so special when he would say this.

It was only natural when our children came along that he continued the tradition.

It fills my heart with joy when I hear the girls say in all tones of great excitement:

"MOM! Look! Dad ordered another beautiful sunset(sunrise) just for us! He is soooo thoughtful!"

And then we take a few moments to oooooo and aaaahhhh over the beauty he ordered just for us, and how blessed we are to have such a wonderful Dad and Husband.

I am grateful my husband plays an active role in our daughters lives. I just feel bad for the future potential men in their lives as our daughter's father has set a high standard of how they are to be treated.






This is a picture he took of me on our anniversary September 2009. We were on our way out on our hot date and there was a beautiful sunset going on so he took a picture of me in the last rays of the day.

Yo-Yo Parenting

I often feel like my parenting is what I would imagine yo-yo- dieting would be like. Because we have a few different levels of comprehension going on with the wee ones, I have to frequently adapt the same technique with every single child.

There comes a time though where I fall off the bandwagon of good parenting and dive into less effective methods of parenting for brief periods of time, only to start the less bumpy ride up again. It is comforting to know though that with each falling off I gain more insights in how to do better the next time around. Parenting is like a ride on a wagon. Sometimes the trail is smooth and sometimes you do all you can to stay on. If you have fallen off and are not able to get back on that wagon on your own, then you need to hail to the driver of the wagon for some help to get back on.

I was talking with a friend the other day about, how I feel as though I am not so much of a kneel down and pray person at this time in my life, only because if I were I would always be on my knees. Point- I am constantly praying!

I am thankful for the constant guidance I receive through my answered and not answered prayers. Prayer is the balm for the wounds inflicted through this journey we call parenting.

Life is Goooood! Really good!!

Back in July, Jared had the "privileged" of going on the high adventure with the Young Men of our ward. He needs to do these type of trips, since he is surrounded by a bunch of ladies. A good dose of testosterone was definitely in order.

He got back from this trip having heard the movie "Nacho Libre" several times while he drove. One of the first things on his agenda was actually watching this movie.

A side note, any who have ever watched a movie with him will know that you will end up laughing. Mostly because he thinks it is funny and he will literally laugh until he turns a light shade of purple and makes this little high pitch wheezing noise (as if it is his last breath of air) You really can not help but laugh yourself. It is very contagious to say the least. I digress

He was in charge of date night the following week after he returned from the trip. He planned for us to watch this movie. He has not stopped quoting it since. At first I found it to be annoying. But then it grew on me, and now I find myself quoting this ridiculous movie.

I get those silly songs stuck in my head and will blurt them out Oh ingnacioooooo doodlooloooloo! and then I laugh so hard I cry. I even attempt to try to make that throaty sound the way Nacho does. I may need some sort of medication for this syndrome.

Well as strange as this post may be it is not as strange as that this movie has brought a whole other level of joy to our lives. This ridiculous movie makes our whole family laugh just a little bit more.

Here's to Nachoooooooooooooooooooooo!

Answered Prayers

I love how this girl has the talent of timing!


Last night as I was praying (no pleading) for some help with frustrating feelings, this little lady came up to me within seconds of the end of my silent plea, and with her beautiful big brown eyes looked into mine and said "Hey Mom can we play?"

Play we did! All of us! We were wrestling and squealing and laughing so hard we drooled.
We didn't stop playing until the lights went out. I am so grateful for answered prayers, especially when they help me be a better Mother. I sure loves these ladies!