Monday, May 30, 2011
Sunday, January 30, 2011
So I decided to take on this scrapbook project called Project Life. I first saw it on Ali Edwards Facebook page that came through my newsfeed. When I went to her blog and looked at the photos she had taken of the project and read what it was all about, I was sold.
Here is the link, just in case!
I was like a child on Christmas morning when the box arrived!! I could not wait to start documenting our lives! I really wish I would have done this when my oldest children were young too. I cannot imagine how awe stricken I would be if my Mom would have been able to do something like for her and I when I was little. I am super excited!
Ok, so the whole idea really is to document as much as YOU want. The creator of PL, Becky Higgins, lists ideas for how to use the kit. I am starting a could of weeks into January, but I from now on, am going to be using the picture of the day approach.
This idea has really got me thinking creatively about what could and should be photographed everyday. I am trying really hard to not make it all just pictures of the kids, but pictures more about our family and our family dynamic! This is just such a cool idea!
So I hope that the 4 or 5 people who read my blog , will maybe commit to trying it for just a week…though you may get hooked…and see what transpires.
Here are some of my photos:
Sunday Jan 30
Thursday Jan 27
Thursday, January 27, 2011
So I have come the conclusion that I either need to dive in fully, or just forget the whole thing. I would never say that I am a perfectionist (nowhere near actually.) But when it comes to certain things I like it to all be just right...ya know?? So I will see what I can research and learn on my own and try to see if I can't just pull this all off!
Wish me luck...I will need lots and lots of it :)
Wednesday, November 17, 2010
Saturday, October 30, 2010
The first time I heard it he said "Momma, I got a dream." "You had a dream? About what?" "I got a dream about you, momma." "What was I doing?" "You do this *insert angry face*"
"Momma, I got a dream." "About what?" "Dora, Jackson, and Madasyn in the bathtub." "Umm, that's strange." Then he erupted into laughter.
"Momma, I got a dream." "You got a dream?" "I got a dream I got a puppy. *insert sweet please face*" "It was only a dream son." (This poor child wants a puppy so bad. Sweet boy, you are never getting a puppy.)
He tells me this almost everyday and seriously, I become completely engrossed in what he will say. It is so interesting to think that he has dreams and he remembers them. Or he is completely making it up. Either way, I love it and am totally mezmorized by how his mind works :)
I need to start writing them down because anyone who really knows me, knows I remember nothing :) I ws inpired to blog these by my friend Melody. She has many posts recording the cute things her boys say and I love reading them! Thanks Mel!
Tuesday, October 19, 2010
So this is what happened...
Things haven't been running very smooth here. Issues with all sorts of things, money, John's happiness at his job, running children to activites, getting the older children to pitch in around the house more, my feet (a whole other post in itself), etc....So I go to Church one Sunday, feeling completely weighed down by it all and like I really didn't have time to spend three hours at Church, and feeling like Praying just wasn't working for me, and poor me...etc. Then in the third hour, Relief Society (it is a time when just the women meet for a lesson and discussion), a lesson was taught about patience. WHOA! "Did she just say her lesson was on patience?" this was my first thought. And seriously, I don't know how it happens, but everytime I attend Church feeling broken down and blah, someone gives a talk, or a testimony, or just adds to the discussion, the one thing that is on my mind at the time. I know it sounds nutty, but I'm telling you, this is how I know this Church it True and that Heavenly Father is listening and responding, just not always how I think He will....Anyways, back to my revelations on patience. So the wonderful woman who is teaching the class (forgive me, I cannot for the life of me remember her name), is really talking about being patient in our Faith and is discussing how the Lord is patient with us...At some point I'm sure I became preoccupied with Finn, or was distracted...I really mostly try to listen and take it all in, but I also have an 8 month old baby and my 4 year old running around, usually in the hallway, so I almost always miss part of the talk.
After the lesson, I go home and I don't think about it much again. I know I'm not a good example, but I am honest.
A month later, I am driving to Ohio to visit my Mom. This had been a particularly awful day. I won't go in to detail, but by awful, I mean really bad, let's just say I started the morning sobbing at 7am. But as I was driving through some rural part of the highway, I had a revelation! PATIENCE...oh my goodness! This is my lesson, this is what I have been praying about. This is how Heavenly Father is teaching me. It was like a ton of bricks. I am learning how to be patient everyday. I think my lesson, was more focused on my selfishness and haste, in wanting what I want, when I want it (sounds good in theory.) But, I think that struggling a little in life and having the patience to just make it through everyday is MY lesson. He is teaching me and helping me and making me stronger. CRAZY! This is all so new and strange, some may say just coincidence, but I have to belief it is Divine Intervention.
So, I know that there a lot of my friends who don't have the same beliefs and will definitely think I have lost my mind (there are still times I wonder too), but I am serious about this. I have never been a religious person, nor have I ever been someone to go to Church, especially for three hours, but this is something I cannot deny. And I know you will all still love me as much as I love all of you. I just wanted to share my story because it happened a while ago and I still can't stop thinking about how real it was or I should say, how obvious it was, after all.
To all my friends from Church that inspire me, encourage me to attend, and help me to learn...Thank you!