Oh my Heck...here's a little 'gem'

Nearly 2 years ago I wrote about Tragedy + Time = Comedy. Little did I know that the scary image connected to this scenario was hiding out in a friend's facebook album. And why not share it with more of the internet world. NOTHING is safe my friends....NOTHING!

Expressions

Focus on Expression.
Christmas Expressions 2010

Did I tell you....

why I'm not allowed in primary anymore?

I thought not.

You see sometimes I am a slacker mom. I know shocker. And it seems that nearly every week I have a little panic attack during sacrament meeting that my kid was supposed to prepare a 1 1/2 minute talk for primary. And now that the kids have to come up with their own scripture too, I get that little panic feeling twice as often.

One day Savanna had a talk. We forgot, BUT remembered at the last moment before leaving for church. We wrote it out at home. She lost her paper during sacrament meeting???? (HOW?) I forgot to bring the promised back up paper. We winged it.

THIS TIME I REMEMBERED @CHURCH. Savanna had the scripture. I had a vague recollection of what the subject should be and I scrambled to find one as I hurried her off to primary. She read it twice, did great and I promised I'd bring my Quad for her to read from. Only problem? Savanna was not sitting nicely up on at the front. Well really no one was sitting NICELY. They were kind of sprawled all over each other. What could that mean? It's was Ethan's class turn.

No problem right? I'll just have Ethan read the scripture. But he can't read, so I'll have to whisper to him. He'll mumble it out we'll be done and all will move on.

Problem? Ethan doesn't mumble. He's very good an enunciating his words and adding emphasis when needed.

The scripture had the word 'Yea' in it. And Ethan said it JUST like he should, with real feeling.

And I bust up laughing. Not the chortle in your mouth kind, but the full out I can't stop this for Mount Vesuvius kind. And the harder you try to stop volcanic laughter the more it spills and spills and spills over.

I am SOOOOOOO sorry to our primary presidency. I will never grace Primary again....If I can help it. You are welcome.

And I'm not a bit sorry that I happened to miss the time change for Savanna's scripture this week.

Of the day...

Quote of the Day: "Inside these pants it's fuzzy" Ethan

Gratitude of the Day: I am thankful for Mike for getting up at 0 Dark Stupid to go to work every morning in the much less than freezing temps. Made all the more impressive by his extreme DISLIKE (hate really) of morning and winter. Grateful for his self titled new attitude of January.

Dumb thing of the Day: After getting after my kids for forgetting their instruments and having to drive to school ANOTHER time to deliver them, I left my purse in the school library. ~Touche'

Random Picture of the Day: Santa brought Bop-Balloons


Resolve of the Day: I resolve to use my goodreads account much more this year. Last year I read books, I know I did but I can't remember more than 2 or 3. LAME.

Book of the Day: Princess Academy by Shannon Hale

Political Musing of the Day: Rumors are that Ex-Utah Governor and now Diplomat to China may run for president. I would totally be on board. Mr. GQ didn't get my vote right off, but he won me over...though I would have liked to see him in action during the last few lean years.

Definition of the Day:

loo·fah

–noun

1.

Also called dishcloth gourd, rag gourd.

a.

any of several tropical vines of the genus Luffa, of the gourd family, bearing large, elongated fruit.

b.

the fruit of such a vine.

2.

Also called vegetable sponge. the dried, fibrous interior of this fruit, used as a sponge.


The Russians (the ones that lived at my house not the whole country) used loofas. They looked painful to me. And indeed in my mind Brutal Loofa cleansing is what it felt like to my soul last year.

I LOVE Laundry...

Ha Ha...made you look.

'Cause, you know me well enough to know that I. DO. NOT. LOVE Laundry.

But it's a new year, clean and fresh...just like I LIKE my laundry.

Last year was like a brutal Loofa cleansing. This year, I have the urge to do something unexpected.

Can't tell you what or you would expect it.

So happy New Year you deserve it. :) Yeah...you, you know who I'm talkin' too.

And the Verdict is...

BIG

It's true I was campaigning for 'Biggish'. But he's big and there's nothing I can do about it...except love it...and love him.(And he's pretty sure he's headed to kindergarten tomorrow.)
Happy Birthday, Ethan, my Big 5 year old.

Ten

A decade, Ten years, a lifetime.

That's my Sierra.

10 things about her (in no particular order).

10. She is a good friend. She invited two best friends to a movie Saturday. That is a hard thing to do when the friends don't know each other, but they all 3 were great friends by the end of the night.

9. She is a great student. Sierra has a keen mind, she loves to learn and is a voracious reader. Voracious in that she read a 7 book series in a weekend.

8. She is athletic. She likes things that make her move. She is an awesome soccer player and really came into her groove this fall putting goal after goal away.

7. She is musical. She loves to play the piano and I love to hear her practice. She is probably the best at my house in remembering to sit down and tickle the ivories.

6. She is creative. She loves to create. She learned how to weave at school and in an afternoon had a new weave on a home made loom.

5. She is brave. She will try almost anything. While she may seem quiet to some, she is fearless.

4. She is a good example. She works hard, is obedient & kind. She is a peacemaker...comes with the territory as a middle child I guess.

3. She is patient. She rolls with the curves and the waves that life's wind blows her way.

2. She is beautiful inside and out. When told about the opportunity to share her hair with someone that had none she never looked back.

1. She is a very important part of her family and we love her very much.

HAPPY 10th Sierra!