Monday, April 21, 2014

Easter Sunday

Trying to show off the 15 week bump!
This Easter was a real good one. We woke up and read The Easter Story, and then the boys set off to find their hidden baskets. I am a very simple person when it comes to celebrating special events, but Jay always seems to add the little things which make the day extra special... special stories, hidden baskets, Easter outfits, etc... Watching him read with those two on his lap is one of those tender things so dear to my heart. Sometimes I think I forget how lucky I am to be married to a man who loves being a father, but that is a whole other post all on its own.
Once the boys learned it was time to go to church, our little heavenly morning took a turn. I mean a complete 180! There was screaming. Screaming they had to leave the baskets, screaming in the shower, screaming about wearing decent clothing... all that is early morning church maximized to the fullest extent. We made it late, but we made it, and church was good. Sometimes on these difficult days I wonder why we bother to even make it to church, but when I am there I feel something. I know my kids do too, and that we are being made better because of it. Then I realize that every effort is yes...definitely worth it.
We spent our evening at my in-laws. Juggling holidays is always such a hard thing, but I married into such a wonderful family I can expect to always always have a great time. They make the loveliest meals, and this meal was just about as perfect as a meal as anybody could hope for. I'm still dreaming about that ham sauce! LeSueur's are never short of good food. And that's how I fell in love with Jay. After dinner and a short program, the grandchildren set out for their annual Easter egg hunt. Will found a dollar in one of them. He has already set it aside with the rest of his pennies for the new bunk bed he is saving up for. I really hope his wife doesn't mind sleeping on a bunk bed because at this rate....
It really was such a nice evening. I am just so thankful to be in my second trimester if it means I get to finally enjoy a good meal. I have been feeling so much better this time around and getting really anxious for this bump to pop out. I have never been a fan of this in-between stage. Pants are just not fitting quite like they used to. I've decided I'll be living in dresses/skirts all summer anyways. Oh pregnant bodies. Such amazing things, but hard to dress nonetheless.

Friday, April 18, 2014

gilbert temple open house

A small while ago...back in the day it was nice enough for a warm sweater... Jay and I took the boys to the Gilbert temple open house. For some who may not know, an open house is a time reserved for anybody (LDS or not) to tour the Mormon temple before it is dedicated. Once it is dedicated to the Lord it is only available for members 12 and older who are in good standing to attend and worship. Our boys are obviously not old enough to worship inside of the temple, so this was a wonderful opportunity for them to see inside and learn more about why Temples are so special. It was an  impressionable experience for both of them. Even now whenever they see a picture of ANY fancy building (including the Eiffel tower) they reply, "That's the Gerbert temple!!!" 

Through temple ordinances families are sealed together throughout eternity. Having children, I can't imagine being connected to them in any other way. It is a place where we go and learn more about God's amazing plan for His children. Each time I attend, I walk away with an added measure of wisdom wisdom. What I love most about the temple is that is it a refuge from the world. It doesn't matter who I am or what I have been through when I walk through those doors. When I attend I am simply God's child whom He loves, who has infinite potential, as is every other patron there. It's all so humbling and ennobling. 

For any who would like to know more about Mormon temples you can learn more HERE.

Wednesday, April 9, 2014

the trouble with boys

So I am sitting, working at my computer when Dallas walks in and says in the sweetest two-year-old voice you have ever heard, "I need your eyes closed." What?! Ok! So I closed my eyes curious about this request. Then I remember I have this little container of chocolate truffles at the very top corner of my desk. I had given them each a single piece earlier with strict instructions that they only get one and no more until after dinner. So back to closing my eyes.... I felt Dallas walking behind me towards that package of deliciousness, but then he paused, walked backwards, and left the room. I could have sworn I felt those wheels turning in his head, but maybe I was wrong? Just then I hear him call to his brother , "I just couldn't get the candy Will!" Maybe for once his fear of getting caught finally got to him! That poor kid. Once again his big brother puts him up to no good. Will is always looking for ways to let Dallas take the fall for his dirty deeds. This time Dallas didn't give into sibling pressure. That's so unlike him.

Saturday, April 5, 2014

field trip

One year in preschool, and my little William finally got to experience his first field trip. Dallas and I both took the opportunity to tag along. Will has been over-the-moon excited about this, and I'll admit I share deeply in the excitement over these rights-of-passage types of things. I'm not the biggest fan of farms, or hayrides, or stinky animals, or anything of the likes, but being a mother of two completely all-american boys I've learned to find joy in these little types of adventures they enjoy so much (no matter how badly my allergies have tortured me since) The highlight for me was that big, beautiful garden the boys picked lettuce from. It was the garden of my wildest dreams, and someday I'll get over this black-thumb syndrome and make one of my own. I'm already planning another trip back to that garden! When I asked William what his favorite part was he told me he really enjoyed sliding down the slide into the goat pin. I've never really truly understood the excitement of petting farm animals, but Will was in heaven. I'm pretty sure he petted every single goat just like he always does. Poor Dallas wanted to go down that slide so badly. I could just see the longing in his eyes, but he could not brave past all those little creatures that awaited at the bottom. It was an inner struggle of sorts. He has a major love of slides, but an even bigger fear of animals. I've even heard him shout in horror over the animals behind cages at the zoo... and puppy dogs! My kid is terribly afraid of even the most teeny, tiny puppy dogs! I suppose he'll earn his man-card someday, but for now I'm not sad that it's given me another reason why we can't have a pet. 

Wednesday, March 19, 2014


I can't believe it is happening, but come October we will be a family of 5!!!! Jay makes fun of me because I feel like we are entering the "big" family zone. Of coarse he grew up in a family of seven, so it's no wonder he chuckles at me. To be honest, I am not a lover of being pregnant. I am constantly hugging the toilet, and I would so much rather be in pain than be nauseous!!! At the beginning of all this I couldn't keep any water down, and that was really making me nervous. With my other two pregnancies I was sick the whole nine months, and this one started out much worse than the other two. I really hate to publicly discuss my feelings and complications I have had with pregnancy, mostly because I am sure I could scare the living daylights out of anybody hoping to have children in the future. Also, because I do recognize it is a tremendous blessing. No sympathy card needed here. But I guess my point is…. it's hard not to feel guilty for struggling with something that is supposed to be so natural and so joyous. But I do. About two weeks ago I was at my wits end, honestly feeling like the next 8 months were more than likely going to put me in a crazy house, and there was no way on earth this baby should be sent to a mother struggling the way I was. It hit me at a lot of personal levels. But thankfully, through a series of miraculous events I haven't thrown up in two weeks! I still deal with nausea and all those pregnant emotions piled on top of normal life difficulties, but seriously, this little victory is SUCH a tender mercy!! I suppose I can take each and every other little struggle as it comes, but hey, I can keep my dinner down!

Yesterday we went in for an ultrasound. It was no less exciting than any of my others. Our little baby was the biggest little wiggle worm I had ever seen! Even the nurse was chuckling at our little spaz. The best thing I remember seeing was its little heartbeat. (I HATE having to call this little baby an "it" right now) A lot of comfort comes knowing that everything is going as well as can be expected. Everything is starting to feel real, and Jay and I are both getting so much more excited. I am honestly surprised I am not more nervous than I am. But when you know something it right, there's just a certain calmness and peace that takes over your heart. It happened with Jay, it happened with Will, it happened with Dallas, and it is happening. again.