Sometimes

Sometimes I honestly wonder what he is thinking! The kids were fighting over seeing nothing on the screen of Jared’s phone as Frozen songs were playing. We thought Liam bit Lydia when she first started screaming but come to find out he was just digging his chin into her arm. When things settled down a little bit Jared was all “When Uncle Nate and I were little and we’d wrestle, we would . . .” At this point I leapt over half of the couch, basically giving him a titty twister, to prevent him from finishing the rest of that sentence. Why? Why? Why? Why would you give our 2 year old and 4 year old fighting tips?!?!?! Are you out of your mind?!?!?!?!

Now, as I type this, he has a fart machine between his legs and he is making Lydia video his butt with my phone. Awesome. They are all cracking up. 

Becoming one with the great outdoors

Camping. . . YAY!

Sigh. Can you hear the sarcasm in my voice? I am not a camping kinda girl. A few weeks ago I agreed to go camping. When we told the kids Lydia asked what camping is.  Trying not to sway her opinion, I acted like it was going to be super awesome as Jared told her.  She looked at us all crazy and said “I do NOT want to do that!” She’s my girl! Haha!

I loved camping as a kid and I want my kids to be able to experience it too, but the older I get the more I dislike it. You know. . . bugs, bears, the boogie man.  I am paranoid enough without sleeping in the wilderness! As a kid you don’t have to worry about those things. But I am in charge of everyone’s safety now, y’all. Plus it’s a lot of work. And the whole tent thing does not appeal to me; I like to sleep in my own clean bed. The last time we went camping Lydia was a year old and she was terrified of the tent. She screamed bloody murder the whole night. We ended up sleeping (or more like trying to rest) in the car.

But, because I love my husband I agreed to go. And I’m glad I did. We really did have a great time. We went with some friends and the kids loved playing and having the freedom to run and do whatever they wanted to. They loved playing and sleeping in the tent, making s’mores, finding caterpillars and frogs, taking little walks, and just playing outside. They loved it so much, I might possibly agree to do it again! 

Preparations

We are planning a trip to Yellowstone this summer and Jared had the brilliant idea the other night to watch a documentary about Yellowstone on the history channel. Bad idea. Bad, bad idea. The show starts out with this narrator saying (in a gremlin like voice) something like “Yellowstone lies on the largest underground volcanic activity in the world and no one knows when it will erupt next , killing everyone in a bazillion or something square miles.” Great. I no longer want to go to Yellowstone. So as the dramatic narrator continues I decide it will be best if I just go to sleep and let Jared watch what could possibly be our fate on his own.

The next night Jared thought it would be wise to let Lydia Grace watch the rest of You Might Die in Yellowstone with him. He resumed the episode where he left off the night before which happened to be where a pack of wolves was taking down and eating a giant buffalo. Lydia was all “I DO NOT WANT TO GO THERE!!!!!!” So yeah. 

Happy Easter!

My sweet primary children were singing this a few weeks ago. The spirit that was felt in that room as they so reverently sang this song was overwhelming. There was not an adult with dry eyes in the room. I felt it was very appropriate for this Easter Sunday. Oh, it is wonderful! Wonderful to me! I am so thankful for my Savior and his willingness to suffer and die for me. Happy Easter! 


I Stand All Amazed 
I stand all amazed at the love Jesus offers me,
Confused at the grace that so fully he proffers me.
I tremble to know that for me he was crucified,
That for me, a sinner, he suffered, he bled and died.

Oh, it is wonderful that he should care for me enough to die for me!
Oh, it is wonderful, wonderful to me!

I marvel that he would descend from his throne divine
To rescue a soul so rebellious and proud as mine,
That he should extend his great love unto such as I,
Sufficient to own, to redeem, and to justify.

Oh, it is wonderful that he should care for me enough to die for me!
Oh, it is wonderful, wonderful to me!

 I think of his hands pierced and bleeding to pay the debt!
Such mercy, such love and devotion can I forget?
No, no, I will praise and adore at the mercy seat,
Until at the glorified throne I kneel at his feet.

Oh, it is wonderful that he should care for me enough to die for me!
Oh, it is wonderful, wonderful to me!

Text and music: Charles H. Gabriel, 1856-1932

Easter EVE

Egg hunt at Amee and Matt’s. It is always so much fun to spend this day together. Fun was had by all, as always.