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Sunday, August 30, 2009

Oquirrh Mountain temple dedication

Last Sunday was the Oquirrh Mountain temple dedication. It was a very special event. Church was cancelled state wide and they broadcast the dedication at 9am and 3pm.
I was planning on going to this sacred event but it was hard getting there. Sometimes satan works hard to stop you from what you know you should do.
I went to bed and was up literally ALL night with ALL 3 boys. All night long I kept thinking I am not going to make in the moring. How can I get all 4 of us ready and to the stake center by 9am. (Garet is in hunting mode so I am sort of on my own). Many times through out the night I decided not to go, but then I felt the urgency to be there. I told myself I AM GOING! Well we wake up get all ready rush out the door and findd out I have to take the boys to the liberty church to the nursery. This is the opposite direction of the stake center. I am really pushing it on time, but I try my best. I get the boys to the nursery and of course they are apprehensive about staying they know no one there (the other ward is offering babysitting) I plead and pray in my heart to help me out here. I run out of the church and get to the stake center at 9am exactly. I run to the doors...locked, run to the other set of doors...locked. My heart sinks and I think of the parabel of the 10 virgins. I am not prepared. I go back to the car tears fill my eyes and then I remember that I can go at 3pm. I feel very grumpy and this feeling remains with me for the rest of the morning. My parents call when they finish the meeting and I ask if they will come and babysit so I can go to the 3pm broadcast.
Then Bryan and Cecilie call and they are coming up on there way home from bear lake. I ask Cecilie if she would like to go with me. She said YES! So my dear parents tend all of our kids and she and I go to the broadcast. Now I know God works in mysterious ways and I also know that I was meant to attend the meeting with Cecilie. It was awesome! Very spiritual for both of us. We both felt like we recieved answers to our prayers, learned how to be better mothers and had our testimonies strengthed. I know I was not supposed to attend the 9am meeting, I needed to be at the 3pm meeting. I am so happy I didn't let satan get me down. He sure tried and almost suceeded. But I pushed forward through the obstacles he presented and was definately blessed for it. Cecilie thanks for coming with me...I sure needed it.

Friday, August 28, 2009

LONG TIME







It has been a long time since i have posted. It is not that I don't want to post I just haven't had the time to post. The reason for no time is moving. We have waited a LONG TIME to buy our own house...but we finally did it and LOVE IT!! Love everything about it. The yard is big and fully fenced, my boys can't escape, the neighborhood is fun and full of young kids (90% boys which is awesome for us), we can walk to Easton's preschool, walk or ride our bike to pineview dam, walk to the market to get a tasty treat and walk to church. Totally awesome.
So here are some pictures of some of our fun things at OUR house. The first night we slept here this is where I found Mason in the morning...in the bathroom fast asleep.
We woke up to see hot air balloons floating right over our house. Every year wolf creek hosts the hot air balloon festival, live bands, hot air balloons, good food, fun acitivities, and lots of carnival type things for the kids.
We love our next door neighbor Hunter. He was in Eastons 3 yr pre-school last year and they are good buddies. Ian is also just down the street and was in school too. We have fun pic-nics on the porch and play all day.
Life is good, busy and we are so happy.

Saturday, August 8, 2009

We all have some of these. Some may have more than others, some may be BIG and some may be small. Some may want more than others and some are happy with thier special 1. GEMS are sought after, killed for, paid for, put on a pedestal, and some are nearly priceless.



HOWEVER...nobody but me has GEMS like these. Grayson & Garet, Easton, & Mason...are my GEMS and they are PRICLESS!

f lawless


& perfect in every way

How lucky am I! I love you and I am so thankful to have the 4 cutest boys in the whole world. They are my everything. I live, laugh, learn and love for them. They are the reason I get up each day and smile. They make me laugh, keep me on my toes, wear me out, fill my heart with love, and make my eyes want to cry...because they make me realize how short life is and I never want the day to end. I love you with all my heart boys. Thanks for making me so happy. Thanks for teaching me daily. And most of all thanks for always forgiving me for all my imperfections. You are my precious GEMSyou are perfect in everyway...flawless...beautiful...priceless.