Too tired to write in complete sentences.

friday morning yoga... glorious

fabulously spoiled at a bloggerific luncheon with amazing friends and made a vision board, i'll fill you in later

big kids to the high school football game. didnt even need to drive them!  im loving it!

friday night sushi, on the couch, next to my man, in pajamas, reading blogs while he watched movies. up till 1 am. delightful!

Sat am cleaned out  walk in closet that i could no longer walk into (totally missed ward emerg prep fair.)

Tanner to work at 7am... oh how i love the sound of that.  i think i'll read that one back to myself 5 more times!

Kates dance performance complete with LOTS  of makeup, florescent booty shorts, and sparkly accessories.  her heaven. pray for her. ;)

shower gift for niece breanna's baby shower for Kennedy layne... love that name, and can't wait to love that baby.

wrapped birthday gift for kate's friend

kate to the cutest birthday party ever, came home with homemade aprons!  so darling.

made a salad for shower, hooray for poppy seed dressing.

enjoyed lots of "shower" food and time with family.

Kayla, that quilt is so dang cute!

lost Emily to cousins for the weekend

sister in law and i off to michaels to purchase necklace making goods.  way too many decisions, almost not fun

quick change and off to R.S. General Broadcast

totally cried during how firm a foundation, could hardly sing actually.  i could not get over the feeling of sisterhood that enveloped that room. i am so thankful for my faith.

confessed in person to stalking someones blog.  i feel so much better now.  oh and someone told me she was reading mine.  who knew?  shocked a little.  hi Kyra.

had dinner with my sister in law and one of my favorite friends of all time. laughed...a lot.

rolled in around midnight

prepared for lesson until 1:30 am

layed awake horribly tired and worried about it until 2:30 am

slept til 7am

worried some more

taught virtue lesson in sister in laws ward in mission viejo

dinner at their house. yipee.

brought my emily home

phillip super d dupper sick.  he is Sowhine y.  geez.  just kidding.  i'm going to love him right back to health.

now laying in bed with laptop and...chad asleep at my feet, kate alseep at my left and phillip moaning to my right. i can hear that tanner is still watching tv and emily is washing her face. tomorrow will be here all to early.  i'm exhausted, happily exhausted.

This is My Beloved Son

This is my beloved son... I could swear that the last time I checked, Tanner was 17.  One might think otherwise looking at this picture.  This is his senior crown, apparently other 17 year olds were wearing crowns they made too, that day.  Or... this is just what he tells me when he notices the slight concern, for his sanity, on my face.   In case you haven't had the pleasure of listening to Tanner tell you about Gundums, which is what this crown represents, allow me to enlighten you...They are a Japanese animated science fiction phenomenon that has spurred all sorts of action figures and models that look like robots but are really weapons that supposedly "protect" the universe.

Really, could there be anything cooler?  um  yes.  But don't tell Tanner.  However, nothing brings me greater happiness than knowing my, almost 18 year old son, still has some little boy left in him.  Plus someday, he just may build a real one.  Now, THAT would be cool.  AND if there wasn't more to Tanner i would worry, but there is oh so much more to that young man to make a mom proud. He...

loves to make us laugh and

He has courage

to do what is right.

 He is loving

He is tolerant

He is a good judge of character

He knows how to work hard

He knows how to have fun

and best of all, he is mine... and i love him.

 

one more year and we will have to let him go. 

Just so you know, I might die a little.

Kate and Her CartWheels

"MOM WATCH"...Cartwheels in front of the tv.
"MOM,  I CAN DO IT BOTH WAYS"... Cartwheels with the left leg and kart-wheels with the right leg.
"MOM,  I NEED TO FIND MY CLOTHES FOR DANCE"... cartwheels toward the laundry room.
"MOM, DO YOU KNOW WHERE MY TANK TOP IS?"... cartwheels toward the stairs. (and a supermodel hair flip on her way up, who taught her that anyway?)
"MOM, CAN I BUY LUNCH TOMORROW?"... cartwheels toward the mud room to retrieve her lunch box from her backpack.
"MOM, DON'T FORGET TO PICK ME UP AT THE GATE TOMORROW."... Cartwheels toward the kitchen.
"MOM,  DID YOU SIGN MY AGENDA, DID YOU PUT A CHECK IN MY BACKPACK FOR MY PICTURES, MY DANCE TEACHER SAYS I NEED TO WEAR MY HAIR UP TOMORROW WITH MY BANGS IN A CLIP!... Cartwheels Cartwheels Cartwheels!


I never knew I had motion sickness until there was so much motion right before my eyes.  I was in my typical Sunday coma tonight, on the couch, near sleep, as this charade began.  I am now wide awake, next to Cartwheel girl, who is, amazingly, now, completely still and sound asleep.  I am relieved...yet a  little in awe of how much I love her.