Book of Mormon Challenge

So my Aunt Jan and the young women in her ward have been issued a challenge to read the Book of Mormon in 90 days...Basically to read it through the summer and be done by the time school starts again. This means reading 6 pages a day. She has extended the offer to my family and I'm gonna do it. I've been studying the scriptures by topic lately and this will be a fun change. Anyone up for the challenge?

Cursed

Well...Maggie is sick. Ugh.

I take it back...

Remember when I said adding the third child was an easier transition than adding the second to the mix? Well that statement totally doesn't apply when two out of the three are sick and you yourself are worn down. I didn't know having three could be so hard. The boys were running really high fevers (like into the 104's and I was scared to death of seisures)and Eddie wasn't home. I couldn't get their fevers to come down with tylenol and motrin and so I had to administer them much more frequently than I like. (Like every 2 and 4 hours instead of the normal 4 and 6 hours.)




The next day we took the boys in to the doctor and after a round of tests narrowed it down to the croup virus. I'll tell you what, Andrew has cried more from pain from this experience than he did when he got ulcers in his mouth and throat. Everytime he would cough, breathe or swallow saliva he was crying and wanting to be held by whomever wasn't currently holding him. The doctor showed me a diagram of what his vocal chords are doing to him and I totally get why he's crying all the time, but man I'm tired! I hesitate saying anything for fear that it will change, but so far Maggie hasn't gotten it and I'm thanking a loving, merciful Father in Heaven for that blessing. She's teething right now and that is about all I can handle on that front. Although, this is her while teething...I'll think I'll keep her.

I think we might be on the "up and up" though because at 6:30 this morning when Andrew came in to our room, he told us he was hungry and wanted french toast. This child hasn't eaten or slept since Wednesday. Keep your fingers crossed!

Mustang Island

Really late, but here you go.

President Kimball Story

So one of the benefits to having a family website is I get to hear really awesome stories from my Aunts and Uncles and their experiences growing up as they watch all of their family going through similiar life experiences. It is always fun when you get a story you haven't heard before, like this one:

In the words of my Aunt Becky:
"Jan (my Aunt Jan...sister of Becky) could probably post a more accurate version since her memory is much better than mine! But this is what I remember: We happened to be in Hawaii the same time that the prophet was visiting. We went to the Polynesian Cultural Center and found that Pres. Kimball was visiting at the same time. We followed his group around the Center and watched that dear man be covered with leis. They got so high on him that he could hardly see! The next day we went to Stake Conference and guess who was speaking! Anyway, after church, a local family asked us over for dinner. Jan and I were teenagers and they only had young children and we thought we were way to cool and decided that we didn't want to go. So mom and dad took us back to the hotel and extracted the promise that we would not go to the beach. After they left, Jan and I looked at each other and said "the pool is not the beach!" and put on our 2 piece suits and headed for the elevator. On the way down, the elevator stopped and President Kimball and his assistants got on. Jan and I looked at the floor all the way down to the main floor, doors opened and President Kimball got off. We stayed on and went back up to the room and put our Sunday clothes back on and stayed in the room the rest of the day. I didn't get the chance to shake his hand or introduce myself because I was too embarrassed. It was a powerful lesson at the time about how we might feel in front of the Savior. May we not meet Him in metaphorical two piece swimming suits having done what we shouldn't have done!"

Wow! What a powerful image huh? I love my family!

Family Portraits

We've been here in Texas for 4 years and I have yet to do the famous Texas blue bonnet picture...so this year I couldn't let it pass us by again. Thank you over and over again C for helping us out! So for your viewing pleasure...

So four out five this way...

or four out of five this way...which do you prefer? (Seriously, cause I want to order some prints for our empty picture frames.)


I love making these boys laugh and I love being their mom...I'm overwhelmed with love.

A daddy/daughter shot...one of many to come I'm sure.









Eddie I love you beyond words. Thank you for giving my life meaning.

The Fort Worth Air Show

Yesterday I had a really difficult decision to make. I could either go and support my Stake Relief Society leaders and attend the Stake Enrichment Activity (which looked like they had put a lot of work in to) or spend Saturday morning with Eddie and the kids at the Fort Worth Air show because he had the morning off from work. I promised it really was a hard decision, but ultimately I decided I needed to be with my family. I think I made the right choice and we had a great time. I especially felt like a kid again as the planes flying over head brought me back to the days of going to Moffet Field with my Dad. For some reason, when I look at this picture below I get a lump in my throat and I think about walking hand in hand with my own Dad and riding on his shoulders...and it makes me homesick.

I love that Drew has his hands on his daddy's face...so precious!

Daddy and his little girl.

Nate sporting our alma mater.

Family shot in front of some crazy looking fighter plane.

The boys in front of this really small first aide helicopter...they had just been yelled at for touching it and so we lost the smiles right as I clicked...oh well, they're still cute.