Lately, I haven’t felt much like writing.  When I started this blog I promised myself that I was not going to be one of THOSE people who started a blog and loved it for awhile and then left it. Also, my introvert has been coming out and saying that no one really cares and who knows how many people actually read this blog and why do I share things with people who don’t even know me.  I am not leaving…I have just decided that some things are more important that others.  I have found myself the last month reflecting on how important each day is and have been living in the moment, instead of always thinking ahead to what is coming.  I have done that for most of my life.  When this happens…I can’t wait until….I wish it was Saturday.  If I just keep looking toward the next thing, I am truly missing the journey of it all.  It has been amazing to just enjoy what is happening today, NOW, and watch my cute kids as they are learning and growing.

Some kid observations, if you don’t mind… First, my 4 year-old son. He is a constant question, he has questions about everything.  I am so grateful that his little brain is working, and learning, and growing, and sometimes it gets annoying to keep hearing questions but I have become more mindful of his questions and have started answering them truthfully and he is learning that mom AND dad don’t know everything!  Then we get to learn something new!  How fun!  He has also been learning sight words and has been reading.  It is amazing to see him connect all that he is learning and see him realize that HE CAN read!   He has been totally empowered by that!  He is a tender hearted, sweet,tickle lover, rule following and rule stretching kid and I sure love him!

Second, my 2 year-old.  She is such a girly girl.  My other daughter is not, but we are experiencing everything pink and princess.  Some days there are fights between her and her brother because he is calling her by her name and she insists that her name is “Princess Ana”.  She loves to wear a dress and will cry her eyes out if she doesn’t get to wear one . She decides what princess she is by how she wants her hair done.  Two braids or pig tails= Princess Ana, one braid with a beautiful bow=Queen Elsa, hair down=Rapunzel and on and on and she will tell you, “I am a beautiful princess”.  When I ask her if her bed is warm and snuggly, she always responds with “No, my bed is cute.”  She has been picking up on songs, and if she catches you at the piano, expect to stay there.  If she catches you on the couch by the library books, expect to stay there until all are read.  Her first question almost every morning is, “Will you read me a book?”  And if you think a 2 year-old can’t talk, well let me assure you, she can talk, a lot!  She is sweet, super cute, feisty, has her own opinion, and loves to eat condiments and I sure love her!

Lastly, my first born.  My 6 year old who will say, “I am almost 7!!!!!!!” She loves to read.  Over Christmas, Great-Grandma gave her an abridged version of “Anne of Green Gables”.  She has read the whole thing twice, so we decided to get the movie from the library.  I remember waiting for it to come on PBS when I was little and they always had to continue it the next day because it is so long.  Well, we finally got it from the library (we actually had to put it on hold because it was ALWAYS checked out) and started watching it this weekend.  She laughs and laughs and keeps saying, “I won’t tell you what happened next, because I don’t want to ruin it for you.”  I have forgot how great the movie is and it is way more funny now too!  She is learning so much at school and it was awesome to ask her a couple of days ago what the difference between a long “a” and a short “a” is and she totally knew the answer.  It made my English loving husband so proud!  She is sassy, has the greatest belly laugh in the world, is a thinker, creative, a bookworm, and tells me what to do some times, and I sure love her!

Lately I have just been enjoying life.  It has been great to also spend more time with my husband and to read.  Have I told you that I love reading, well I do.  So instead of day dreaming about a post to write, my mind has been busy with being in the present.


Happy New Year of Yoga

”The thinking brain, the neo cortex, is the seed of our freewill and allows us to have a choice and opinion. The one thing I noticed about people who had changes in health had changed their thinking. If they changed their thinking, was the effect in the brain sending a new signal to their body? The answer is yes… Our thoughts have a direct connection to our direct level of health. Thoughts make a chemical. If you have happy thoughts then you’re producing chemicals that make you feel happy. It you have negative thoughts, angry thoughts or insecure thoughts, those thoughts make chemicals to make you feel how you’re thinking… There is sound evidence that our thoughts do matter. We always replace those old patterns with a greater ideal of ourselves. If rehearsed mentally, we will grow new circuits in the brain, the platform in which we stand on to execute a new level of self.”

– Dr. Joseph Dispenza from Physics, the Brain and Your Reality


Just let that settle in. Isn’t it amazing how our thoughts can make or break us?  Now, onto the post.

I am sure that everyone has been thinking about what they want to do with this new year.  Most people make goals or resolutions at the beginning of the year and put them on the shelf.  If you want to read a good blog post about where the name January comes from, read this.  I love the imagery of looking forward and backward, because that is what I tend to do.

Two years ago I made it a goal to exercise more.  I signed up for a program called Great in 8, where you were paired with a team, had daily accountability in regards to food, water intake, and exercise and had to report back weekly.  To be truthful, my perfectionist me was having anxiety over the whole thing.  Seriously, I thought about getting out and going to eat my tub of cookie dough with a helping of brownies and a tall glass of milk.  But, I didn’t.  I pushed through those 8 weeks and looked forward to treat day!  But you know what, I didn’t lose any weight, and I actually didn’t want to eat very much because on the program you got points for each veggie you ate, so I was eating more.  And I didn’t feel as awesome as I thought I was going to. But mentally, I felt like a champion.  I didn’t give up and I made it through all 8 weeks, with an awesome team (and made some amazing friends!). Besides that 8 weeks though, I was not too into exercising.  At the time I was mom to three busy active kids under 5, my husband was in graduate school and working his full time job and I just couldn’t keep it up.  I tried getting up early to exercise but then I turned into a mom basket case.

Last year I made a goal to exercise 4-5 times a week.  I was motivated and I was determined but I changed my goal in April to 2-3 times a week.  I still wasn’t doing that and then I noticed my body changing.  On my downhill slide to 40, I started seeing my metabolism slow down and I didn’t like that.  So in August I recommitted myself to 3 days a week.  I started off just being more mindful of exercise and doing my favorite workout DVD’s.  It started out great, but I hit a plateau.  So I went on You Tube, yep I did, and I started doing some yoga.  I had done some yoga before but not consistently or whatever.  Well, I found a channel that I love and it had just want I needed.  30 days of yoga…now I love a challenge, so in October I started my at home practice with Yoga with Adriene.  I bumped my goal up and I have been doing yoga 4-5 times a week since October of last year.  I feel great.  I can’t say I have lost a ton of weight, but I haven’t gained.  So I like to say that I exercise to support my food habit!  Haha.

Any who….one aspect of yoga that Adriene mixes into her practice is the practice of being kind to self and of working with you, not just pretzeling into a shape and holding your breath, but accepting where you are and that each day is a gift.  It has been amazing for my physical and mental health.  My favorite so far has been Yoga Revolution. It was 31 days of awesome!  I can’t wait to do this year’s challenge which is called True, but I have been finishing up another series.  So, you probably won’t see me in a public class, but my at home practice is amazing, for me.  Another bonus…my sciatica pain is pretty much gone.  I get a flare up every now and then, but it is amazing to not be in pain all the time!!!  Hip openers are my friend, forever!  So, go out on a limb, try something new and do some yoga!


Two for One Time

Okay, I wrote this post in early December and I totally forgot to post it.  So I am going to post it (pretend it is still December) and then tack on my next post.  It is going to be a little long, but I hope you will stick around til the end! So two for one, aren’t you excited!

#1-Winter is Here

Fall is usually my favorite time of year.  I love how the trees magically change color and how everything looks at us from a different eye.  I love the mountain dashed with brilliant colors and the weather changing to cool down. But this year has felt different. This year I just feel like everything is dying and I don’t like the barren trees.  It makes me feel exposed I guess and I am really not looking forward to driving in the snow. I haven’t been looking forward to the change of the leaves, I have dreaded the chill of winter coming and have missed the green grass and flowers in delicate colors.  A Sarah McLachlan song keeps rolling through my head;

“The winter here is cold and bitter
It’s chilled us to the bone
I haven’t seen the sun for weeks
Too long, too far from home.”


I guess I have just not been ready to be freezing all the time and never be able to get warm.  I also had a hard time sending my kids off to school this fall.  I love my kiddos and it is hard to not spend more time with them and to hear their laughter and see them all play together.  Now, the nights are full of homework, piano practice and reading minutes.  My kids complain about not having time to “just play” and I am totally with them.  So, I am not ready for this year to be gone.  Where did the year go anyway?  I feel like it was just April, but it is December.  Seriously, time does go faster when you are older.  I just want time to slow down a little.  I want to continue to enjoy snuggles with all of my kids before they don’t hug me or they are bigger than me.

So now I am trying to get into the Christmas spirit but I keep dragging my feet, pretending that it is Spring.

One thing for sure is that I realize I like all the seasons for different reasons.  I don’t really have a favorite anymore, but I am sure looking forward to spring!

#2 Shine On

I play the piano, I don’t claim to be the best piano player but I can mostly hold my own when I have some time to practice.  A couple of weeks ago I played the piano for a musical number at church.  I was pretty excited they asked me to, because it was all the men in a family I think the world of.  So, the music was brought over and I was like..yep, lots of practice time for this one! It has always been a challenge to get all the practice time I need with my kids.  It was hard though to get through all 11 pages of the piece in one sitting without one child needing help, or someone screaming, or you know just life here!  It was a beautiful song though and it was a fun challenge to up my game for this quartet, because they are all amazingly good singers.


When I accompany anyone or any group my goal is to go unnoticed and have the singer(s) be center stage.  Basically I am letting them shine!  When I was preparing this last time it just reminded me that accompanying people is a lot like life.  There are many people behind the scenes helping us shine and look good.  Do we thank those people enough?  Do you think about those people?  Do you thank them for their “practice” time.  It is a lot like being a parent!  But my mind also turned to my Savior.  He is always there behind the scenes for me.  He has put in a lot of work for me, and continues to always uplift, inspire and strengthen me.  What a blessing to have just had the Christmas Season upon us.

Our Christmas was simple and relaxed and we did a lot to help focus not just ourselves, but our children toward Christ.  Did you remember Christ at Christmas?  I hope you thought about how that little baby born long ago is not a baby anymore, but is your brother and friend and is doing His best to make you shine.  Look for those people that help you and allow you to shine, thank them.  Then, look for people that you can help and let them shine!




The NON-shopper

mandalay-bay-retail-resort-shops-shopping-bagsEveryone has talents right?  Well, I am going to tell you about a talent I DO NOT have.  I do not have the talent of shopping.  I don’t really enjoy shopping for food, because it is like a bottomless pit.  I am not good at just browsing, if I go to the store I want to have a reason.  I am not good at clothes shopping, I seriously struggle with having a sense of style.  If I had the money I would just pay someone to go and find some clothes for me.  Now, let’s get one thing clear…I do not have money to buy new clothes usually.  I still am not sure how some people always seem to never wear the same thing twice and are always wearing the newest fashion.  What happens to their clothes, they must have a magic closet?  I wish I had a magic closet.

I did have a magic closet.  Let me explain.  I am the youngest of five kids, two brothers, two sisters, and then me.  My magic closet came in the form of my sisters’ clothes.  I was always the “biggest” sister in size which worked in my favor because then I could just borrow something in the “magic” closet!  It was a sad day when they both of them were out of the house and married, the magic closet disappeared and my woes with being a non-fashionista had begun.  I can match clothes, don’t get me wrong, but picking out the right ones is the HUGE problem.  My other magic closet came when I went to college, insert roommates.  Thankfully one of my roommates (who is still one of my best friends) was very fashionable and nice to help me out in the fashion area.  Then after college, my magic closet disappeared.

We had a wedding coming up in the family and we are all suppose to wear one or some of the colors, I totally understand, but my HUGE problem has come out again.  It has been rough and with colors not in season as of right now, my lack of talent was not helping me.  I was totally discouraged and disheartened.  To add to my lack of talent, it doesn’t help that I am not the same body type that is compatible with many popular styles. So I felt like I had my lack of talent and the fashion world against me.  I was totally stressed out about it, spent way too much time on my phone googling things, looking through clothes, and just getting more discouraged.  Enter, my sweet husband to put things into perspective.  He is so great, seriously.  I was able to calm me down and I wasn’t the fashionista at the party, but at least I found something.  Hopefully it didn’t look too bad, and if it did…I would love someone to be my free shopping assistant.

The other point in my life when my non-talent really creeps is in clothes for family pictures.  Wow, it is HARD for me.  I can’t just pull things out of closets and make everything look good together, that is a huge talent.  I am always amazed when I see family pictures and how I would never have thought that some things look good together, but the picture is amazing!  So, if you see me in my struggle to look presentable, I probably do need help, tell me what works and what doesn’t and hopefully I can be a little more fashionable than my three-year-old who wears a different shade of pink for every piece of clothing and then her bright green frog boots to finish it off!

Phones and hard lessons

A couple of weeks ago I read an article that has been rolling around in my head.  I read a few more studies and articles in the past week and it has be hard to read, truly.  All of the articles and studies have to do with smartphone usage in kids, specifically 10-17 year-olds, and it has be eye opening.  All of the articles usually start with the story of a teenager or soon to be teenager that was bright, funny, smart, and outgoing but attempted suicide or became severely depressed.

One article talked about about between 2010 and 2016 (where nearly every American owned a smart phone) major depression, suicide, anxiety, and an overall feeling on hopelessness has jumped at an alarming rate.  Teenagers especially have be affected and another article which dubbed this generation (1995-2015) iGen is not completely unfounded.  Instead of teenagers getting together to hang out (which back in my day was to talk and talk and talk, eat something, maybe play some games and watch a movie) has turned into teenagers shutting themselves in their rooms with their phones and mindlessly browsing, posting pictures on social media, googling whatever comes to mind, and texting.  There is little need for human connect it seems like.

But the interesting thing that I pulled out of each of these articles is that the teenagers are actually looking for acceptance, someone to talk to, and need social interact but do not know how to get it.  Many times in the stories that started out the articles, the teenagers telling their stories, decided to try and commit suicide because they knew they needed help but didn’t know how to get it and/or ask for help.  Instead of our next generation learning social skills and ways to interact with people, build a network, have people around that like them for them, relax, and be fine with just reading a book, there is a new norm. They are expected to look perfect all the time, never relax because there is always someone watching, fear social interactions because they might say something wrong, have a network of “friends” on social media, they are never sure is someone really likes them or is just being nice because there is rare face to face interaction.  Now, I am not saying that every kid is like this but man, all these articles and studies I have read was so sad to me.

Now, I am totally an introvert, and would much rather text someone if I am just asking a question really fast or want to set up a play day, but I also value talking to real people.  I love having my husband home and the talks that we have at the dinner table, or what we call “couch talks”, it is valuable time and time that I love.  I have a friend that just makes me feel happy every time we get together (and every time we get together we always talk about how we need to get together more than once a month:)).  The value of interaction and face to face contact is so incredibly important but when people are looking to screens for friendship and acceptance, it is not always truth.

I guess this stuff all hit me hard because of another reason.  My phone randomly died a few months ago and through fighting with the company and shipping and yada,yada…I was without a smartphone for like 3 weeks.  It was great for like the first 3 days, and then it was just rough.  I am sad to admit that I felt disconnected from outside life.  I just had my little life here, in my house and it was hard.  I didn’t realize the effect technology had on me.  When I got my phone back, I didn’t do it on purpose, but I was ALWAYS on my phone.  It was like my brain was addicted and I had to make up that time lost.  This past week, as I have been reading these articles I have felt a lot of guilt about being more present with my screen than my kids at times (lots of time on my phone this week trying to find clothes for a wedding).  I have already made new goals and have moved forward with them.

Truthfully I am sad that this is happening, that not just kids but adults as well, are relying so much on what social media has to say and how it is hurting all of us.  So, I am not telling you to throw away every smartphone but set limits (for kids and yourself), stick to the limits, be parents to your kids, pray about how to help those around you, and most of all make memories with those you love and tell them that they are worth it and just how much you love them!

Just an ordinary person

I have always been enamored with the thought of how one person can make a difference.  For some reason it just strikes me how just a little person can do so much good or so much bad.  I have been reflecting lately on how in my life it definitely has been little things that have made a difference.  And all those little things involved people that were ordinary people but people who stepped up and where DOING something.  I guess that is what I want to get at today, it is in the DOING that we are able to give.


I am usually not into TV shows where there are judges and then people vote for whomever they like, but for some reason (probably because I was just tired and needed to veg) I turned on “America’s Got Talent”.  And there was an amazing person that I just happened to tune in for at the right time.  She was a singer/songwriter and performed an original song in the first round of the competition. It was amazing, the song had so much depth and her voice was amazing, and she was deaf.  It was Mandy Harvey. You really should go read her story.  But, I was touched by her, not just her vocal or her musical tone, but by her courage to not just audition for AGT but to return to music in her life. She got a golden buzzer from Simon and the AGT journey began, she ended up being 4th overall this season, but she didn’t walk away a loser by any means, she has so much ahead of her and she is doing it little by little with courage and grace.  What an amazing example of DOING something to help others and in turn helping her find herself.


My cute husband and I watched a foreign film last night.  We hardly ever watch movies, so it was hard to even choose a movie, but I had heard about it from the book so we launched into it.  At first, I thought I was not going to be super into the movie because I had to read all the subtitles, but I was wrong.  It was called, “A Man Called Ove.” You can watch the trailer here. I really wanted to read the book but our library doesn’t have it, which I couldn’t believe, and I rarely buy a book unless I really know I am going to like it.  Well, the short of if it is this, Ove is a grumpy old widower and is the mindset of everyone is out to make him miserable so he is going to make everyone else miserable.  But as the story unfolds, we learn of Ove’s story and how he lost the joy in his life because of little choices along the way.  In the end he turns around and learns how to find joy and touches many others that are in his path.  I am not going to lie, I was bawling through the end and as I kneeled down to say my prayers last night I found myself feeling all sorts of emotions for this made up character that hit home for me.  It was a great exercise of introspection and love for all those people in my life, that even though they have their own struggles, reach out to others.

Just this week I have been blessed by the love of others.  From a text, an email, a Facebook message, a smile at kindergarten pick up, a huggle (a hug and a snuggle) from my three year old who is so cute but the terrible threes are making her look bad, going out to lunch, the big smile my 7 year old gives me when she comes walking toward the van when we pick her up from school, my  5 year old asking endless questions and being able to learn together, my husband taking time to be together with me and talk to me and love me and watch the kids while I go to meetings and folding laundry and sweep the floor and take the time to understand me. I just hope that I can give back to others in ways that they need, in ways that they will know that someone loves them, cares for them, and that we all have a Heavenly Father who puts people in our paths to be His earthly hands.

Many times it seems like there are no earthly hands waiting for us to give us a hug, pick us up, or just talk to, but I know that it is in those times that as we reach toward God and talk to Him we will feel heavenly hands.  I have had lonely times in my life and times where I was purposely lonely, but I always can turn to God.  He knows me, and He knows each one of us.  As small and insignificant as we seem, He can help us to get up and DO.


Just keeping it real

I have just been keeping it real here the past few weeks.  Two of my kids started school so that was exciting.  It is weird to just have one kid home with me for the 2 and 1/2 hours of kindergarten.  She thinks it is the greatest thing in the world.  When people ask my little three year old what she does with mom when the other kids are at school, her answer is always, “Me and mom get to hang out!”  Haha.  Then I got a new calling (ie a new responsibility) in my church which was totally unexpected and threw me for a loop.  Then I got a cold.  It started out as tons of snot running down my throat, to a hot and burning sore throat, to a mucus-y cough, to a dry cough, and then I lost my voice.  One night after being up coughing all night and my head feeling like it was going to explode from the sinus pressure, I was sure it was something more than a cold.  Then my phone went crazy.  It turned itself off and then got stuck in a “boot loop”.  My cute hubby tried everything to try and fix it, we took it to a local repair place, but they didn’t want to be too invasive because of the warranty (I only had the phone for less than 6 weeks) so then we had to call the company we got it from and it just so happened to be a holiday weekend, so OF COURSE they were closed.  On top of it, I went to the doctor, and he told me I had a cold (oh really?!) and that I would probably be coughing for 3 weeks or more.  The next day after going to the doctor, guess what?  I got pink eye and had to go again.  Seriously…SO…I am going on two weeks of coughing and on my second week of no phone.

In one way it has been nice to not have a phone, especially when I was at the height of being sick and couldn’t really think.  My head was literally full of snot and I just couldn’t think.  It has been nice to not worry about charging my phone or forgetting it somewhere and just be more present with what is actually going on around me.  I don’t have the need to see if someone has sent me a message or if an email went through.  I guess all in all, I have been less distracted.

On the other hand it has been hard to not be able to text or call someone when I feel the need.  I have worried about something going wrong at school with my kids and they try and call me, but there is no answer.  I miss my daily texts at lunch time from my cute husband. So, I miss my small human connections that my phone helps me to propagate.

So, here is to another week of coughing and hopefully only half another week without a phone.

Waiting for Stillness

My favorite, favorite scripture of all time has got to be Proverbs 3:5-6;

“5 ¶ Trust in the Lord with all thine heart; and lean not unto thine own understanding.

In all thy ways acknowledge him, and he shall direct thy paths.”

It has been on my mind recently.  Then I read Isaiah 49:23 and the end of the verse really hit me;

“thou shalt know that I am the Lord: for they shall not be ashamed that wait for me.”

Those that WAIT shall not be ashamed and then another scripture popped into my head, Isaiah 40:31;

But they that wait upon the Lord shall renew their strength; they shall mount up with wings as eagles; they shall run, and not be weary; and they shall walk, and not faint.”new-zealand-1450672_1280

I have always been drawn to this scripture but I was unsure why.  But it hit me….it has to do with WAITING.  When I think about waiting I think about how much I don’t like to wait.bus-stop-391242_1280  I hate when people are late, I hate to make people wait, I don’t like when something starts late when I have made sure to be there on time, but reading these three scriptures together I have come to understand waiting in a spiritual sense.  It is a way of building and strengthening our character.

In Isaiah 40:31 it talks about renewing strength, mounting up, running, and walking.  Could it be that waiting upon the Lord can make our faith a true and active force in our lives?  Faith is power and action and moves a person to DO or MOVE.  When I think of waiting in my day to day life it is not active, but stagnate, stalling and negative.  But, waiting spiritually allows us to be still.  Back to Proverbs, when we truly put our trust in God we MOVE forward in His path.  I don’t want to lean, I want to be strong.  The other day I was doing yoga and we moved into tree pose.  silhouette-2208079_1280I felt the strength of rooting into the earth and standing still.  I wasn’t leaning, I was strong and steady.  I was waiting but not wanting, breathing and letting things be.  I was still.

Psalms 46:10 “Be still, and know that I am God.”

What an amazing moment to connect all of these things and to remember that in the hard times and in the good, as we wait upon the Lord we will be exactly where He wants us to be.

1 year

One year this blog has been alive. Crazy. It is time to look back to see how much the trees have grown.  I actually want to just write about a few things that I have noticed since starting this fun blog.


1- I am WAY better at expressing my emotions in written form.  I also have a lot more to say when I am writing it down and that is a good thing because I learn from those extra words that come out.  As I look back at posts through this year, I am reminded of fun times, happy times, hard times, trying times, and the rotation continues through it all. But I am grateful that we have the opportunity to choose how to feel, no matter what time it is.

2- I really like mediating.  That sounds so weird, but I do.  I have to admit I have slacked for a couple of weeks, and I am feeling it.  I had a great conversation the other night with my cute husband about how his mediation is totally different than mine, but that it bears the same benefits for him.

3- Sometimes I have nothing to say, and that is okay.  I was going to blog every week for the unknown, but realized that that was too taxing on me and that I am okay with working through silence.  Silence is a good thing and makes things more clear.  I am grateful to be able to realize that being still is important.

4- I am always grateful for the responses that I receive.  At first, I used to live for responses and see how many people read what I wrote, but I was missing the point.  This blog, although it is out there with many people, my self-esteem is NOT dependent upon responses or likes or how many random people came to visit my blog.

5- I am of worth.  One person does make a difference where ever their sphere is and that is all I need!

Confessions of THIS mom, Part II…chips and cookies.

I had you at one of those two words; chips and cookies.  What comes to mind when you read those two words?  Let me just clarify one thing…tortilla chips and cookies.  Don’t those two things just make you happy, make your mouth water, and think about good times?  Well, here is my confession.  I love tortilla chips and I love cookies.

Now let me get a little picky.  I love really good tortilla chips.  I usually can tell if a Mexican restaurant is going to be good by the tortilla chips.  If they are the ones that you would buy at the grocery store that taste more like cardboard than a hot, fried corn tortilla then I automatically down grade the place.  Last fall, my husband and I went to Washington D.C. and found a quaint little tortilla shop to eat at and the chips were FANTASTIC!  Yum!  So I usually buy tortilla chips every 2 weeks, I just love them; crunchy, salty, and with the right salsa and guac…oh and taco salad (I pretty much eat taco salad for lunch almost every day).  I have a couple of favorite tortilla chips, but I usually don’t buy one because they are like $5 a bag and I eat too many chips to justify that, but it’s by a local company called Rico.  They are really good.  But my go-to are from Juanita’s.  They are out of Oregon and I love their chips.


Now, don’t get me wrong I will eat other chips, even if they are not my favorite because you say chips and salsa and I am there!

Now cookies.  I love cookies.  Sometimes my cute hubby and I will text back and forth and say silly things like, “I love you more than brownies”, etc.  I do love him more than cookies, but I love cookies.  For a long time I didn’t eat chocolate because it was a migraine trigger for me and if I decided to eat chocolate I ate A LOT of it!  When I was pregnant with my first baby this trigger went away and I pretty much ate at least one cookie every day and it was AMAZING!  20170701_134920

I would say my favorite kind of cookies are chocolate chip oatmeal when they are still a little warm from the oven.  My mouth is watering, I need some cookies in my life! Anyway, I haven’t really met a cookie I didn’t like, although cakey cookies are not really my favorite, I put them in the muffin category. This year for my birthday we are having cookie ice cream sandwiches and I can hardly wait (I actually think that is what we had last year for my birthday too)!  20170626_202101So go find a cookie and enjoy it!  Send me your favorite cookie recipes, I will try them all!

Learning childLIKE

A few months ago, I took my 5 year-old son in to get tested for seasonal allergies.  He is always the first to start with the runny nose, red eyes, sneezing, and all that jazz when the seasons change.  The pediatrician recommended we go so we could see how bad they were and what to do from there.  We sat down with the allergist and he asked questions and then they did the poke test.  They wrote like 40 numbers on my 5 year-old’s back and poked him with different substances to see how he reacted.  I was in awe of my 5 year-old.  I told him beforehand that they were going to have to poke his back and he made up his mind, by himself, that he was going to be brave and that his blanket named Moo-Moo would help him through.  He didn’t even flinch.  He just laid their quietly and got all the pokes done.  I asked him if he was okay and it was just like, “yeah, I am brave.” Simple. It turned out that he didn’t react to anything AT ALL!!!  The allergist was stunned and asked if they could do a couple of injections in his arm to go deeper into the skin.  I asked my 5 year-old if he was okay with that, “yep, I am brave!” And so they injected his arm with 5 separate things.  He did flinch a little but said he was fine.  So, he doesn’t have seasonal allergies.  He is really, really allergic to dogs and cats. I will spare you all the back and forth between the doctors but, my big guy is totally fine.


I was thinking about how crazy it was that I let them poke him all over his back and how I don’t think it would have been very fun.  He was totally okay with it and enjoyed his sucker and stickers that they rewarded him with.  Plus he thought it was cool that he still had marker numbers all over his back (they all came off in the bath!).  I learned a lot from my child that day:

1- When people tell you that something may be scary but that you will get a reward after of having more knowledge of something, you can make up your mind beforehand.

2- When you make up your mind before hand, you STICK to it!

3- It is only as scary as you make it.

4-A little sugar makes a big smile.

5- Trust.

6- Positive self talk is a must.

7- Looking at life at different angles can be a lot of fun.

As I have been reflecting on this, a scripture has been running through my head.  It is from a sermon from King Benjamin in Mosiah.  The king is telling his people many things before he gives the throne to his son and is reflecting on the lessons that he has learned.

“For the natural man is an enemy to God, and has been from the fall of Adam, and will be, forever and ever, unless he yields to the enticings of the Holy Spirit, and putteth off the natural man and becometh a saint through the atonement of Christ the Lord, and becometh as a child, submissive, meek, humble, patient, full of love, willing to submit to all things which the Lord seeth fit to inflict upon him, even as a child doth submit to his father.”

I submitted my 5 year-old to the poke test and the injections and he WILLINGLY submitted to them and was submissive, meek, humble, patient, and totally still full of love for me.  I need to become more like that.  I am not saying that I need to be child-ISH, but child-LIKE. I learn a lot from my kids every day and I learn a lot of repeat lessons as well from them.  But this really got me.

How can I become more childlike in my every day?  Am I willing to do things that may sound scary, but that offer a reward of knowledge that I am in need of?  Do I make up my mind to be brave and stick with it to the end?  Do I trust God to put me in situations and with certain people to help make a difference?  Do I engage in positive self talk and look at things from different angles?  I certainly get my sugar intake, don’t you worry about that! Is my relationship with God the same as my relationship with my child?  Do I willingly go where He wants me to go, not complain, am patient, and full of love?  I need a lot of work.  As an adult, I feel like I have chosen to close off some of those characteristics to keep myself safe, but you know what?  God is full of love for me and wants the best for me.  I need to be more childlike.

In Matthew 18:3 it says:

“And said, Verily I say unto you, Except ye be converted, and become as little children, ye shall not enter into the kingdom of heaven.”

Am I truly converted and acting in a childlike manner to my Heavenly Father who is my loving parent?  I still have a lot to learn from my children and a lot to learn to be more like them!