Saturday, February 28, 2009
Friday, February 20, 2009
Saturday, February 14, 2009
Here is my attempt at a pretty "princess" hair do. I was pretty happy with the results!
Getting corsages from Dad. The perfect touch!
Some of the super fancy treats and decor...
Friday, February 13, 2009
When I got we watched cartoons together. He like it a lot. care Bears is his favorite movie. I don't like Care Bears anymore but it was OK that Clifford liked it.
I made a special bed for him. I tucked him in so he could sleep. We played some more when he woke up. I liked teaching him tricks and feeding him treats. His best trick was sitting. He was a good dog.
I wrote in Clifford's journal all by myself. Mom helped me make the words but I did all the letters. It was hard work. I miss him and love him!
I went to a committee meeting last night for our stake cub scout day camp. Everything was great. Really on the ball sounding people with totally cool ideas that I know are going to make this camp really awesome. Then we started talking about money. One ward representative said her parents have spoken up and refuse (get that..refuse...what the heck) to pay anymore than $25 dollars for camp.
We paid $80 for camp last year when we went to the Boy Scout run day camp (that was totally horrible, no organization and lame skills and crafts...only BB shooting and archery saved it). We decided as a stake to do our own thing this year to save bucks and have a cooler operation. But going from $80 to $25 is quite a stretch. Don't people understand that it takes revenue to to create quality sometimes? My recommendation was that we ask for $40. That is 1/2 of the expense from last year. And if the scouts have their fundraiser (which they will all do) then even if they only brought in pennies...the wards could pay half and parents could pay $20. Totally reasonable and affordable for the opportunity to send your boy to a three day camp (we are talking 8:30-4:00!!!!). I came up against a stone wall.
Already some of the great ideas people had put forward will have to be thrown out the window because $25 a boy is not going to provide us a very realistic budget. That comes to $1600 "ish". Maybe that number deceived some of the good folk at the table. I know it won't go far. It's not even $10 a day per kid!!!!
I think I actually need to be set apart this Sunday. I am going to need the Lord to bless me with more patience and long suffering. I have had my blood pressure rise too much in my 1 1/2 short months of trying to do this calling.
UGGGG! Sometimes quality is worth paying for people...and no one is asking anyone to blow your saving...
Thursday, February 12, 2009
After trying a few normal people kind of hair salons. I took Emily to the "posh" people hair salon. Gene Juarez I just knew would solve all of our problems. Well Gene, whoever he or she is, can't take any of the credit. But my new favorite stylist, Lydia can. I told her Emily's eyes were too pretty to never be seen. All of the longer, model type, bangs that we had tried just made the hair in the face problem worse. So she gave straight across little girl bangs. I told Emily who had a bit of trepidation about "little girl" bangs that they are high fashion these days. All the cool models have them and even some of the most stylish total rad and cool people in our ward do. That was all it took.
She loves them. I found her in the bathroom this morning combing them over and over again. Just before she left for school she ran upstairs one last time to brush her hair. She is so excited to show Dad that she made me swear to keep the hair cut a secret.
Anyway, I think she looks even more beautiful then she already did...if that's possible;-)
Tuesday, February 10, 2009
Helping your daughter get through piano practice everyday without an emotional breakdown.
Letting your kids help you cook in the kitchen.
Getting up early every morning to get the kids ready for school and make them a yummy lunch.
Working long hard hours.
Letting your younger siblings play even though you know they are going to mess up what ever you are playing with.
Leaving little notes at the gravesite of our recently deceased hamster.
Occasionaly watching a chick flick or two.
Warming up the other side of the bed.
Reading to your little sister.
Flowers and love notes.
Brownies in the mail.
Staying put in Washington.
Letting your little sister tag along with your friends.
Letting your kids play with playdough, space mud and all the other meesy things they have their hearts set on.
Sending your husband to California every three weeks.
And many, many other things...
Monday, February 9, 2009
(One of my favorite photographers took these of Sara. You can see more on her website at http://sarawilhelmphotography.blogspot.com/)
For babies grow up, as we've learned to our sorrow.
So quiet down cobwebs, dust go to sleep,
I'm rocking my baby, and babies don't keep.