Tuesday, September 1, 2009

Chill... people!!!

So, while I was watching my little niece and nephew, I started to make some Lemon Bars for the Young Women Bake sale (am I a true Mormon mom or what...today was my first time participating in a Bake sale!). Anyway...I didn't get very far when I realized I was out of butter. WHAT??? Not even any in the freezer??? none! (unless I wanted to use the butter-spread in the fridge that is coated with toast crumbs-thanks sweetie). So...neighbors aren't home, and I have four kids with me all under the age of five. "I can do this, I tell myself. Piece of cake! Four kids isn't impossible!" (CRAZY??? or true Mormon?) I decide that Albertson's will be my store of choice because it is close, never has lines, and they have carts that will hold more than one child. So I loaded four kids in the van and buckled all their seat belts. Drove to the store. Found a cart that would actually hold all four kids (with Kelly in her infant carrier in the back). MAN I love Utah! What other state would make it possible to hold FOUR kids in a shopping cart??? I carted my mini-bus into the store and that is when it happened! The STARING began. I could actually see the contempt on people's faces as they stared at me! The kids were all angels (I only had to get butter after all), but people were STILL staring. No one smiled at me. No one talked to me. Not even the checker that oversees "the self check-out" said a word. She was too busy raising her eyebrows. I am sure they were thinking "Why doesn't she invest in Birth Control?"
Next time I am going to wear a sign that says "NO THESE ARE NOT ALL OF MY CHILDREN AND EVEN IF THEY WERE SHAME ON YOU FOR JUDGING AND MAKING THIS TASK EVEN HARDER. WHAT EVER HAPPENED TO A KIND SMILE OR UNDERSTANDING GLANCE? WHEN DID WORDS OF ENCOURAGEMENT GET REPLACED WITH DISAPPROVING GLARES? CHILL PEOPLE...JUST CHILL!" So to all you young moms-especially if there are any with four children under the age of five-bless your hearts for all you do! Our lives do not stop when we have children, we simply weave the kids into all the crazy tasks we do each day, and EVEN WITH FOUR KIDS--WE STILL NEED BUTTER!!


I watched my little niece Keely today and Andrew fell in love! He has this obsession with kissing little girls! Watch out world! Anyway...he calls her "Kitty". I think it is hilarious. He has a hard time pronouncing his "L" consonants that is also probably why Logan goes by "Go-GO".
Any time we talk to people (at church, in the yard, or wherever..) Andrew feels it is his responsibility to introduce the family. He points to his dad and says "DADA", he points to me and says"MAMA", and then he points to Logan and says "GO-GO!" It is too cute.

Fishing in the snow!

On August 15th we went fishing with Jason's family in the Uinta Mountains. We drove all the way up there and spent much of the time in the trailer because it was SNOWING!! I took pictures, and it made me think of one of my very favorite poems.

"Stopping by the woods on a snowy evening", by Robert Frost

Whose woods these are I think I know.
His house is in the village though;
He will not see me stopping here
To watch his woods fill up with snow.

My little horse must think it queer
To stop without a farmhouse near
Between the woods and frozen lake
The darkest evening of the year.

He gives his harness bells a shake
To ask if there is some mistake.
The only other sound’s the sweep
Of easy wind and downy flake.

The woods are lovely, dark and deep.
But I have promises to keep,
And miles to go before I sleep,
And miles to go before I sleep.

The weather eventually cooperated, and we were able to fish. By that afternoon, the skies were clear and beautiful. What a gorgeous area! It is so nice to slow down, and enjoy nature sometimes. Logan was trying to get a good look at a "fishy" and got too close to the edge. He fell in head first (good thing the water was shallow). He wasn't happy and had to wait in the tent for an hour while his shoes dried by the fire. (No I did NOT think to bring an extra pair of shoes for a one day trip!!)
A happy fisherman!