Daily Life, Thoughts

The Chosen Makes You Think

So this past week I finally sat down and watched The Chosen. My husband and I and some of our kids watched it over the course of a few days. It has been awhile since we had a series to watch together. Again, I have pretty high standards. I don’t tolerate much swearing and immorality even though the story “is so good”.

I’d seen this series advertised and I didn’t give it really a second thought. Then I saw a gal I follow on Instagram saying she finally gave it a good try and got hooked and binge watched it multiple times. Okay I thought, I’ll give it a shot. I downloaded the app and started to watch it. I got maybe halfway through the first episode and I was hooked.

It was so good!

Do I think that it is 100% accurate? No. But what I do think is that it is good.

For I remember the word of God which saith by their works ye shall know them; for if their works be good, then they are good also.

Moroni 7:5

I was praying and wondering if it was a good thing and the answer I got was “If it brings you to Christ it is a good thing.” Good enough for me.

I am excited for Season 2. The first one made me cry, made me laugh, and made me feel more of a longing to have more of a relationship with my Savior. He is my elder brother. The Chosen I don’t think took away from the deity of Christ, but rather showed him in more of a 3D perspective. It reminded me that He knows me and loves me and understands what it is like to go through mortality.

So this weekend if you have some time and even if you think you don’t, you should give the show a chance.

Daily Life

There is Peace

I don’t think I wrote about this so I will try again.

I had been struggling. I could see myself getting off track. Nothing major but I could feel myself distancing myself from God. I don’t know why exactly. I was being a stubborn and petulant child. I wasn’t enjoying the feeling of it either but my stubborn pride would not let me fix it. I told myself “not now, I’m not ready” which is a very sad mindset. But just like when my children are upset and refuse to be comforted I patiently wait until they are ready. I am sure that my Heavenly Father does the same. How hard it must be for Him to patiently wait for so many of His children who refuse to be comforted to finally- hopefully- come to Him.

I finally am coming back around. It has been four months since we’ve been to church. Church makes it easy. You just show up and share the job of teaching each other. Sometimes you just show up and learn. But at home it is all on me and Alex to teach our children. We made it a priority to have church at home every single Sunday. It is work. It is good work, but it is work. There is no one to carry you along. No one to make sure you do it. It is all on you. It has been an opportunity to see what our priorities are and are we willing to follow Christ when no one else will see it?

Like I said, I was getting off track. I didn’t feel the spirit like I needed to because I wasn’t doing what I needed to. I started doing what I needed to. I started praying more and with more thought and sincerity. I started to study the scriptures more earnestly. I started listening to more uplifting podcasts and religious material. I got back on track and it will be a daily effort to stay there.

In the scriptures Christ commands us to pray always that we will not be tempted. He didn’t say it because it sounded like a good thing to say. He said it because it is imperative. As I follow the news daily I am astonished at how much we need the Gospel of Christ. It really is the only true anchor we have in a world of shifting values and daily changing opinions and “truth”.

It might have been easy to just float along as a Christian up until a few months ago but it feels like we are being sifted now. Where do you stand now? Are you firmly rooted in Christ or are you wish-washy, still trying to grasp the world? It has been interesting to watch these days unfold. It was prophesied that in the last days before Christ would return that men would call good evil and evil good. I never understood how it could be possible really until now. To me it feels like time is running out. Chaos seems to multiply daily and it is time to choose a side. As it says in the scriptures, “Choose you this day whom you will serve.”

I hope that things are going well for any who read this. I hope there is peace in your life. This song is so beautiful and if you have a minute or two to listen to it I highly recommend you do so.

Have a great day!

Daily Life, Sunday

Start the Week

Sunday was a good day. Very slow. Rainy.

For the kids singing time at our home church I asked them each what song they would like to sing. Noah said the sun song. I don’t know what that is so he picked another one. Elizabeth said she wanted the raspberry song. Again, I don’t know what that is. Turns out they were going by what they thought the picture was on the songbook page. No raspberries. I told her to go through the book and find it. She came across a page with palm leaves on it. I told her the song was called Hosana. Oh, she said then proceeded to sing, “Hosana ooh na-na.” Um no. That is not how the song in the book goes. I got a chortle out of that and corrected her. The other song says Havana, not Hosana. Hopefully we cleared that up.

Around dinner time I didn’t want to cook. The kids said they wanted donuts. I said if they made them then they could have donuts for dinner. Everyone ran upstairs as fast as they could. I believe they all helped Alex and only one bowl was broken. I found remnants when I cleaned on Monday.

Benjamin wanted to make the frosting/ glaze for the donuts. I told him butter and sugar milk and vanilla. I didn’t specify powdered sugar because I thought it was obvious. It wasn’t to him and the regular sugar didn’t work. After the failed batch he asked what kind of sugar to use. The second batch was good. Alex said he saw him using the wrong sugar but figured it was an easy lesson for Benjamin. Benjamin asked why Alex didn’t stop him. I asked if he would make that mistake again. He said no. Okay, lesson learned. And the donuts were good.

Monday wore me out. With the appraisal looming over my head I need the whole house decluttered and cleaned. I cleaned the whole day. Bedrooms dusted, vacuumed. Bathrooms cleaned. Laundry room cleaned. Laundry washed and put away. Front room cleaned. All the upstairs vacuumed and mopped. The basement cleaned. All the dishes found scattered throughout the house washed. All that’s left is the kids bedrooms and the garage. And the basement bathroom. I don’t want to do that one, it is gross – five boys use it. But I’ll do it anyways. If I could I would ban my kids from the house. I’d set a tent up in the backyard and have them camp out there for an extended period of time to save the house. I won’t but it is a nice thought.

Once the cleaning is “done” (is it ever done?) I need to mud and texture the girls’ bedroom ceiling then paint it and the walls. I haven’t moved the little girls into the room yet because I want to get that done first so I am not dodging furniture when I mud. It is just easier that way.

Last night Alex should have been mudding the drywall on the new closet he build but he spent hours finalizing drafting of the renovation plans. He loves drafting. We made sure the measurements were correct and moved a couple things that we’d wanted to change, added a few more lights, etc. The good thing about being able to redo a house is that we’ve lived here for eight years and know how we’d make the space work better. A good thing about taking our time is we’ve been able to think and rethink what we thought we wanted and try and improve it. Things that have bugged us we can change. Things that we have always wanted we can add. I am looking forward to ripping the whole thing out but not necessarily putting it back together. It will be worth it. I hope.

Alex did stop working on it long enough to join us for scriptures and prayer. It was fun because the story we were on is an exciting one and Michael was practically on the edge of his seat. He loved it and said, “Ammon is awesome!” I have to agree.

Well, I need to start the day. It is the last day of June. I’ve got lots to do including fortifying myself for July because if it follows the first half of the year we need all the help we can get. Can we just pretend that 2020 is over? Just me?

Daily Life, Sunday

Gardens and Family

The weekend was so busy!

Friday and Saturday was spent on errand running and yardwork. Usually I am the first one on the block to have my flower garden in. Not this year. I was the last. I don’t think I’ll do that again. The nursery near my house was completely out of flowers. We came home and loaded the kids into the van just to get them out of the house and to make the yearly pilgrimage to our usual nursery for plants. Most of the kids enjoy it. They all get to pick out several flowers for the gardens and they have fun doing it. My flower gardens are never the same color year after year. I also have what I have dubbed my “odd” garden. When the kids pick or random flowers I have no idea what to do with then so I plant them all in this one garden so they can look at their choices. It’s always colorful.

Gardens always look so sparse when the flowers are just babies. (And I did spray those weeds and yes, there is still a lot of work to do. So much work!)

In my front garden- sorry, no pictures yet- I had two daylily plants that have been getting bigger every year. I finally divided them. I dug them out and Alex and I chopped them into three or four each and spread them farther apart in the garden. Yay! Now I’ve got more foliage going on. I’ve just got to wait for the tulips to finish dying back for the year. They are taking forever and look very haggard.

Luckily, the one flowers, Alyssum, that I grow every year reseeded themselves because both nurseries were completely sold out of them.

Enough garden talk.

Sunday, Father’s Day, was pretty laid back. We took our time getting ready for church (actually I hadn’t washed Alex’s white shirt so we waited while it washed) and then finally at noon we had church. Michael gave a talk about the importance of having a father in the home leading and supporting the family. While he was talking a circus broke out. Gideon’s nose started bleeding and it was a bit of a mess. I think Michael kept talking through it all. Haha.

Later Alex made his own dinner. He had a specific meal in mind and made it. I was good and he didn’t make too big of a mess. Marinated chicken cooked on the grill and roasted vegetables and rice. I made oatmeal cookie sandwiches with marshmallow frosting. Bit of a mess because the frosting was sticky but it tasted good.

That morning I had received an email from the family history site I am a member of that said they’d found a hint for a relative. It was the 1900 United States Census. I love looking at the census records. This time was kind of the jackpot in one way but a really upsetting puzzle in another. In this particular census it had my great-great grandparents and their kids. (My dad’s dad’s mom’s parents.) The big shocker was there were two kids on there I didn’t know existed. I’ve been working on this family tree for over 20 years. Technology and indexing (connecting records to people’s name so they are searchable) is making more information available every day. If you haven’t ever indexed you should, it is fun to do.

Anyways, there were two more kids! An eleven year old boy and a one month old girl. The problem came in when that was all the information I could find. Alex and I spent a couple hours looking everywhere. Cemetery records, obituaries, and trying to find the 1890 census that the one kid would have been one year old in. Fruitless pursuit because it turns out that the 1890 census records were badly burned in a fire. The 1910 census we looked at was a sad record. The father had died and the two kids I had found, well their names aren’t listed as living with their widowed mother. The son could possibly be living elsewhere as he would have been 21, but we couldn’t find any mention of him anywhere but that one 1900 census. The baby girl would have been 10 but she was gone also. My great-great grandparents had 11 kids that we know of but only 8 made it to adulthood. It was exciting but incredibly frustrating and sad at the same time.

Before we turned in for the night Alex drew up the plans for the new window we are putting in. I need a drawing of the plans in order to get a permit. When the window guy was here I said I wanted the window to be the same size as the window in my daughters’ room. I had never measured it. Um, I should have. The window doesn’t look that big in the bedroom. It is 60 inches long! Alex drew the outline on the wall where we are putting the window and it takes up most of the wall! Its huge! I mean I am okay with it and that’s good because it is already ordered. I wanted the window for light because that room is dark and I am thinking that big window will definitely do the trick.

Daily Life

Weekend Ramblings

The weekend started out with busy waiting. In order to save gas money I took Alex to work. We drove the 45 minutes to get him there at 7 a.m. He was off to work whilst I had errands to prepare for. Grocery shopping for two weeks worth of food so I don’t have to go out again anytime soon. I sat in the car in a parking lot and planned the menu while I waited for the stores to open. Sam’s Club opened at 9 so I had two hours to wait. I planned all the meals (tedious- but since they are written in my planner maybe I’ll be smart and reuse them at a later date), I planned the day out, read my scriptures and then called my sister to talk for awhile. I’d left all the kids home with my oldest babysitting. I love having a built in babysitter.

I decided to go to Hobby Lobby first because I needed a couple decorative storage boxes. I walked up and down every single aisle (love that they are open again!) and they didn’t have what I was looking for. But I did find a few things I love and couldn’t resist buying. Then I thought I would check out Tjmaxx and see if they had what I was looking for. Waste of time. It is sad to see a store so empty. The shelves were mostly empty. There were just a few knick-kacks. Hopefully things get back to normal soon.

I finally got to Sam’s and managed to get through in less than an hour. They even had toilet paper stacked super high. And there were no limits on items like the were last time I went.

I picked Alex up and we went and had lunch. There is an Indian restaurant we’d been wanting to go to for years so we had lunch there. This particular restaurant has two locations one was where we were and the other is in our old college town and is connected to a gas station. In spite of the location, it has really good food. The last time we’d gone I was two days away from having my fourth baby and barely fit in the booth- like I had to squeeze myself into the booth and I was pinned between the table and chair back. It was ridiculous but made it memorable. The new coronavirus measures put in place made for an interesting meal but the food was good. What is interesting about Indian cuisine is how it resembles Guatemalan food in flavor. Alex said the flavors are reminiscent of each other because they use a lot of the same ingredients.

Our plan after eating was to go get some new shoes for both of us. We’d worn ours out. I found a new pair of workout shoes and Alex found some comfortable ones for work.

Shopping days aren’t my favorite. It takes so much time. Planning, driving, shopping, driving, and putting it away. Luckily the kids can help with putting it away. I don’t think they mind so much because then they see what I got and can see what they get to eat. They eat so much!

Later I did give two of the boys haircuts and Alex as well. They all needed it. I like when its warm outside so I can cut their hair outside and keep the hair mess outside. Cutting hair is low on my list of things I like to do. Actually it is not even on my list of things I like to do. But when I can save a bunch of money then I’ll do it. Then I can go pay someone to cut my hair soon. It is down below my waist and it is getting a bit out of control. I just don’t know what to do with it.

A storm came blowing in on Saturday afternoon and Alex and I went outside in the windstorm for fun to watch it. The actual rain was just blowing by about a mile to the east so we enjoyed seeing the clouds speed by. The wind gusts would come in waves and I could hear it coming as it whipped through the trees with a low, loud whoosh!

Sunday we had church at home and probably will for a while yet. I can’t see us being able to keep masks on all the kids at church. We’ll see. The lesson I gave was on making good choices and being kind. We had singing time and it was so fun. We went through some longer songs with 7-8 verses and sang them at different speeds. The kids loved it.

Since it was a chilly and rainy afternoon we worked on a puzzle I had been saving. It was an Eric Dowdle puzzle of Old Nauvoo. Alex and I were married in the Nauvoo Temple so it was a fun reminiscent puzzle to do. It was 500 pieces and I’m surprised we got it done in just a couple hours and one sitting.

Before bed we watched a scripture video about what we’ll be studying this coming week. I love all the stories but this is a particularly good one. The kids all sat and watched it and we discussed some of the doctrine if talked about.

Right before it got dark I checked the weather. That storm Alex and I watched, that was a cold front coming in. Snow was forecast for the next morning. Yep. Snow. In June. Alex and I went out and covered the cold sensitive plants- tomatoes and squash. The weather wasn’t supposed to freeze but we covered them just in case. We didn’t want to lose the months of work and have to buy big plants. This is the first year we’ve grown the whole garden from seed rather than get the plants from the store. It’s looking good. We have tons of tomatoes, squash, carrots, cabbage, onions, strawberries, raspberries, and radishes. So many radishes. Alex pickled radishes last week and we have so many more. We have 13 tomato plants. If all goes well, I’ll be super busy canning tomato sauce this fall.

That was the weekend. Just kind of a chill weekend which I am totally okay with.

Sunday, Uncategorized

It was a Good Sunday

Sunday was a good day. I got up and went for a walk. I only did a half mile but it was Sunday and I needed rest. I only walked for the length of one conference talk. It was a good one- they all are.

You will one day stand aside and look at your difficult times, and you will realize that [Christ] was always there beside you.

-President Thomas Monson

It is true. I’ve seen it in my life.

We did church at home and Evangeline was fussy as usual. Every week she picks church time to be tired. Her normal nap time is two hours later but apparently not on Sunday. So Alex went and put her in her bed while I did singing time with the kids. He was back in less than 5 minutes. She must have been really tired.

For church Alex talked about not just hearing the word, the gospel, but internalizing it and doing it. With the little kids we discussed baptism. Lauren and Sam talked about what they remember about their baptism and Alex and I said what we remember about ours. Gideon is looking forward to his this December when he turns eight.

With the older two boys we talked about the plan of happiness. Our Heavenly Father’s plan of happiness. We went over a few things, they had a couple questions, but it all boiled down to making good choices, being kind and serving those around us- including our family.

Alex’s sister had a few questions about gardening so we decided to go see her and help her out with a few pointers. She has never gardened before and so it will be an experience for her family. Gardens are hard to mess up for the most part. Pulling the plant out when weeding or forgetting to water is about the only way to really mess it up. As long as the plants don’t freeze, they get watered and get some fertilizer (over fertilizing is not good either) they can do their thing. It really is fun. To me at least. I love watching it all grow.

Speaking of gardening, one of our apple trees only had 9 apples last year. This year it has at least 100 blossoms on it. Our plum tree only had 6 plums last year and this year has at least 100 blossoms. It should be a good crop. The apple tree isn’t big enough to hold all the apples that will grow so we’ll have to play it by ear and see what we canet grow. But we’ll have our own apes this year!

Growing up my mom planted peach trees in our backyard. We bottled 90 quarts of peaches one year. A lot of work but so good for a dinner of toast and peaches in the winter. The 90 quarts was just what we canned. We would go out and eat peaches off the tree until we were ready to burst. And the peaches and ice cream! My favorite. I guess I better move back to Utah so I can grow peaches. That is the only thing about living where I do that I don’t like. All the peaches have to be shipped in and they aren’t nearly as good. Nothing beats the taste of fresh off the tree.

Now that I am hungry for peaches, the rest of the day was good. After lunch we sat out on the front steps and enjoyed the sunshine. The kids blew bubbles and that morphed into them playing with the hose and getting wet. It was Evangeline’s first time playing in the hose since it was finally warm enough. She loved it .

For scripture time before bed we watched a video and the kids loved it. They wanted to watch it over and over. I told them how to find it on YouTube. It is called “The Goal: A Story of Faith, Friendship and Forgiveness “. It is super cute and has such a relatable and good message. We had read the scripture it was about with the kids earlier during church and it was great that the video applied it in a way the kids could understand it better.

That was Sunday.

Daily Life

Mother’s Day

It is Mother’s Day and I am incredibly happy that my family dispensed with the breakfast in bed. It is a nice gesture but awkward. Instead, I got up at my usual hour and went on my usual walk. I listened to talks from the most recent general conference of The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints. So many good lessons are taught and I get something else from them every time.

I came home and did a quick clean up of the house while still listening to the talks and some uplifting music. I started thinking about mother’s day and I remembered that five years ago I was in the hospital with my 7 month old baby who was incredibly sick. Alex brought the kids to see me at the hospital. While they were there it was decided that we should go to a different hospital. So Elizabeth and I spent mother’s day riding in an ambulance to the other hospital. We eventually figured out she had botulism and got her all fixed up. That was a memorable year.

When I was done cleaning and reminiscing i woke everyone up and we all got ready for church. Two of Alex’s sisters and a nephew came to have church with us as they were in town visiting a good friend.

After our home church Alex and the kids had something planned. I thought it was cute because I didn’t know they had a presentation all worked out. They all came out and gave me little gifts and it was adorable. A baseball hat for a crown (they wanted to get a tiara for me but a baseball hat is much more practical), a wooden spoon and a balloon on a stick for a scepter, and a ring- the ring of power they called it. All day after that Noah came up to me and gave me big hugs and said “Happy Mother’s Day!” I loved it.

Later I called my mom and talked to her for a few minutes. I learned a lot of what it means to be a mom from her. She is so funny and we spend most of our time laughing. It is hard to be serious around her most of the time. She would always take time to listen to us and I would go talk to her and my dad every night practically. I don’t know how they had the patience for it. I hardly can do it with my own kids. My daughter calls her up pretty often now and just talks with her. Thank goodness because my daughter and I butt heads sometimes and I am glad she has her grandma to talk with.

My mother has eight kids, just like I do. It is a good number. I am starting to understand what she went through with raising my siblings and I. Being a mom is tough work. It takes a huge toll on you physically and emotionally. I’ve spent so many years chasing kids, cleaning up after them, holding them, consoling them, breaking up fights, trying to keep my sanity in the monotony.

One of my favorite quotes is:

Isn’t it funny how day by day nothing changes, but when you look back everything is different?

C.S. Lewis

Day in and day out it seems like nothing is changing. But then you step back and see that all that hard work has meant something. The kids are getting as tall as I am. It is like I blinked and they were all older.

But it is all worth it.

I understand my mom more. I appreciate the sacrifice of her life that she gave for me. I know it was hard. I’m in the middle of it right now.

So, thanks Mom. Thank you for all you did and for all you continue to do.

I don’t think I could ever pay her back for all she did for me. But, being a mom myself now, I wouldn’t want to be paid back. Honestly, a hug is about all the payment I want or need.

Daily Life

Sunday

Petrichor: a pleasant smell that frequently accompanies the first rain after a long period of warm, dry weather.

Until a few years ago I didn’t know there was a word for one of the best smells in the world. Petrichor.

It rained this afternoon. Not a lot, just enough to mar all the sidewalk art my children did.

I got a picture before it was completely washed out.

It was a slow day. I got up around 8:30 and took the dog for a walk so I could listen to conference talks and scriptures without interruptions. It works well. I’ll probably do that every Sunday as long as it is warm.

We had church at home and I gave the talk. I talked about charity.

…he must needs have charity; for if he have not charity he is nothing; wherefore he must needs have charity.
45 And charity suffereth long, and is kind, and envieth not, and is not puffed up, seeketh not her own, is not easily provoked, thinketh no evil, and rejoiceth not in iniquity but rejoiceth in the truth, beareth all things, believeth all things, hopeth all things, endureth all things.
46 Wherefore, my beloved brethren, if ye have not charity, ye are nothing, for charity never faileth. Wherefore, cleave unto charity, which is the greatest of all, for all things must fail—
47 But charity is the pure love of Christ, and it endureth forever; and whoso is found possessed of it at the last day, it shall be well with him.
48 Wherefore, my beloved brethren, pray unto the Father with all the energy of heart, that ye may be filled with this love, which he hath bestowed upon all who are true followers of his Son, Jesus Christ; that ye may become the sons of God; that when he shall appear we shall be like him, for we shall see him as he is; that we may have this hope; that we may be purified even as he is pure. Amen.

~ Moroni 7:44-48

We talked about that scripture and also about repentance. The example I gave was of a pristine white mansion. Everything is gorgeous but you’ve just been out playing and you got dirty- covered in mud. I asked the kids if they should be allowed to go into the house. They all said no, but how can we get clean if the shower is in the house. Hahaha. Elizabeth said she could just wipe her feet off really good.

I told them that is what happens when we sin, we get dirty and can’t go back to live with Heavenly Father unless we get cleaned. Repentance is what makes us clean again. I said that every day we end up with some dirt (sin) on ourselves so we need to make it a habit to repent every single day. They got on board with that visual.

Later I used all the extra bread crust the kid had left from lunch to make bread pudding. I made two batches since the kids love it so much and had that many leftover crusts. One was regular and the other I tried something else- caramel apple. Really good but I’m sick now because I ate too much of it.

Evangeline took a late nap. No one would respect her routine and they thought they knew better. Before her naps I lay down with her and she sings and plays for a few minutes them settles down to sleep. Alex thought that her singing and playing meant she wasn’t tired so he let the kids take her to play. Not the best decision. Mother knows best.

The kids dragged all their mattresses to the family room while I was upstairs. They all wanted to sleep there together. Fine by me. So they all settled in after we’d watched a scripture video, had prayer, hugs and kisses and then we sang them a song.

I love all my cute little kids.

Hopefully the good attitude continues tomorrow when I have to have them work on school assignments.

Daily Life

Saturday Stuff

One thing we have been doing around here is gardening. Alex planted the cold crops: cabbage, radish, broccoli, etc. So many radishes. They are easy to grow so why not. These radishes are special because they came from a radish we planted last year and harvested the seeds from. That’s the first time we’ve done that.

We cleaned and cleaned today. Well, I did. Does it look like it? Not really. Kids are really messy. Mine are anyways.

Today was also haircut day. Alex cut the boys hair, I cut bangs for Lauren and then I cut Alex’s hair. It had been awhile so all the kids look so different now. Except Benjamin because he won’t let us touch his hair. Fine by me. Not a hill I’m willing to die on. Alex on the other hand went all the way with the haircut. Really short and he shaved off his beard. He looks 10 years younger and unrecognizable to our youngest daughter. She was scared of him all day. I had to change all the diapers, hold her, do everything for her that he would normally help with on Saturday because she wouldn’t let him near her. Eventually she let him hold her but she wouldn’t look at him. I’m glad I got it on video.

The chicken is still alive, if you were interested to know. Alex gave her another warm bath and she calmly sat in it. Hopefully she heals quickly.

I had Alex go for a walk with me this morning. I am sure onlookers thought it was the weirdest looking walk. We would be together then half a length apart, fast then slow and also dodging the dog in between because she couldn’t figure out who to walk next to. I prefer to walk by myself I decided. I can talk to my sister on the phone or listen to music or podcasts and go at my own pace for as long as I want. But I will never say no to walking with my best friend (Alex) even if the pace is a bit erratic.

We watched the 2019 version of Nancy Drew. I loved it. It was cute and Lauren now wants to read the books. Yay! My mom has a lot of the books so we can borrow them maybe when all things are back to normal-ish.

I had to stay up late Saturday night. I forgot to make bread for the sacrament on Sunday. We quickly made a batch and have to stay up to bake it. At least we can sleep in.

Elizabeth had a breakout of eczema this week. None of my kids have ever had it so I knew it had to be an allergic reaction. It couldn’t be from washing her hands because that would effect both hands. I was talking to my mom and she said I should give her vitamins. Light bulb moment! The only thing that had changed was that we’d started giving the kids a new vitamin this week. It had to be it. She has to be allergic to something in the vitamins. So I explained that we were going to do an experiment and see if it makes a difference. She has been off from them for 2 days now and her hand is healing, the rash is going away. I will not be buying that brand again.

That is what we’ve been up to. Im looking forward to a relaxing Sunday.

Daily Life

Over the Weekend

Friday

I had planned on having the kids help me with cleaning the whole house and the garage too. It was too much to ask apparently. I tried to get to it all but settled for just the main areas. We didn’t even get to the garage. I have finally learned what Alex has tod me all along- if the adults clean the kids won’t. If I am focused on cleaning then the kids will filter out of the area. I call them back about ten times. I finally just gave up.

My oven parts came though and we were able to fix it and get it working again. Yay! But by the time dinner time hit I had no energy to do anything. We had joined in the worldwide fast and it was a good experience but it left me physically depleted.

Alex had been planning on putting in the garden. I hope his efforts weren’t in vain because the forecast was calling for cold and it delivered it on Sunday. He said it would be fine because the seeds wouldn’t be coming up that fast. We’ll see.

That night we watched the movie Signs. It was fun. I was screaming at the startling parts and it made the kids jump. Some of the kids loved it and others were traumatized. Just kidding. They were all fine. There were no nightmares and they all went to bed just fine.

They were fine because we decorated Easter eggs and it took their minds off it. We decorated 60 eggs. It was fun. Nothing fancy, just the smelly vinegar dye but they were pretty.

Then we tried to get the kids to bed but it took awhile. I needed them asleep so the Easter Bunny wouldn’t have to get up early. The four older ones helped me which is great because they love doing it and I only have to do a fraction of the work.

Alex and I stayed up to finish a movie since all the kids were finally asleep.

Saturday

We slept in a decent amount. It was a late night but the kids all slept past 8 a.m. We do our “fun” Easter stuff on Saturday so as to preserve the sacredness of the real meaning of Easter for Sunday.

The older kids had hidden the candy filled plastic eggs all over the basement. It was a candy gorging kind of morning. There was bubbles and sidewalk chalk and the kids grabbed them and headed outside. It was all fun while it lasted.

Today I was determined to get the garage cleaned out though and nothing was going to stop me. It was supposed to rain so we had incentive to get moving. And we did it! We got all the stuff moved out, swept, and moved back in. It went faster than it normally does. I even got all the coats and winter stuff stored away. Its mid April. If it gets cold again they can use jackets or just stay in. They are kids, they won’t.

The wind hit that afternoon and the kids had a blast. They said the were going sailing. They used anything they could find that would catch the wind and pull them across the yard. It was fun to watch. Evangeline and I stood on the porch and she just laughed at the kids the whole time.

Michael and I made pizza together for dinner. It was fun. And work. The whole day was work but Michael was awesome about it and helped me the whole day without complaining. That’s the best part of kids growing up, they start to get helpful.

Easter Sunday

We got up and everyone ate cereal and got dressed in their Sunday clothes. Right before we started church (at home) I decided it would be the best time for family pictures. It was freezing and windy outside (deceptively so because it was gorgeous and sunny) so we took pictures on the couch. So many pictures trying to get it right. Dogs and babies are hard to take family pictures with. Whatever we got will be good enough.

We had Sacrament meeting and then we did primary with the kids. Primary and singing time is a bit like herding cats. Oh well.

After that we had class with the older three kids. We read a scripture (2 Nephi 9:7-15) and initially we were having the lesson/discussion go one way but what I love about having church at home is we can go in the direction that the kids need. They had some questions about what we read and so we spent the time explaining and answering their questions.

For dinner we had the obligatory ham, au gratin potatoes and veggies. I made two kinds of rolls, as per the kids request. They wanted to try the empty tomb rolls. You put a marshmallow in the dough, cover it up and bake it. The point is thatttttte marshmallows melt and leave an empty “tomb”. Yeah, they did that but the marshmallow melts into this weird gelatinous clear yellow goo and it doesn’t look good nor does it taste great. We won’t be doing that again.

My sister did send an Easter egg lesson and that was cute. In each egg is a scripture and a little symbol that goes along with it. It was a nice activity to help focus on the Savior.

That afternoon I pulled out the puzzle we’d started Thanksgiving of 2018. It is a bit much to have 9 people working on one puzzle but it was fun and eventually people wandered off. When we needed the table for dinner we put the puzzle in an empty room. The kids would wander in and work on it.

It was a good weekend.