Wednesday, November 25, 2009
Friday, November 20, 2009
Saturday, November 7, 2009
My sis. Lynn and I at the game
My "little" nephew, Sim.
Me and my daddy.
Tuesday, November 3, 2009
Monday, October 19, 2009
Time has never gone faster than since the twins were born. They have brought a whole new meaning to "busy" in my life. Now that they are 2 1/2 and beginning to do much more for themselves (get a snack from the pantry, putting on shoes, etc) I'm able to sit back more and see what fun little miracles they are in our family. They make me laugh every day as they chat with each other about Nanny and Papaw, Duke or poops.
I've realized lately how much they've changed me as a mother, too. With my first two I was so worried about doing everything right on time. Bottle gone by 1 year old; Potty trained by 2 years old; Getting rid of the binkie by 2 years old. With the twins and hang on to any and everything that makes life a little simpler and easier. Binkies? Still got 'em. Diapers? Still wearing them. And I don't feel the slightest bit of guilt over either. Sometimes you just do what keeps you and your family sane and don't feel the need to offer apologies. We, women, need to realize that life is just too fast and too short to load ourselves down with guilt for all the petty things in life. Just live. Just enjoy. Just relax.
I love this time of year. I'm always reminded of my youth when I walk to the mailbox and feel the light breeze, hear the rustling of the leaves and feel the slight chill in the air. It reminds of school supplies, football games, apple pies and home. I miss home all the time, but especially in the fall. Before the girls started school we had a ritual of going home every October for an entire month while Craig was off hunting. I've missed that trip terribly the past two years. Maybe next year the babies will be big enough that I will attempt to fly with all of them. But for now we'll pass the time with making caramel apples, burning cinnamon candles and cuddling up with my 4 cozy kiddos for movies and hot chocolate. Doesn't get much better than this.
Our new neighbor organizes a few runs a year. This year he gave a portion of the proceeds from the Utah Relay Marathon to the Cystic Fibrosis Foundation. It was a great day. We are so grateful to have such a loyal group of supporters for everything CF related. (We'd be so lonely at these events without you guys!!) Our five man team consisted of Jenny, Brooke, Doug, Dave and Josh who each ran 5.2 miles, together completing a marathon!
There was also a 1 mile fun run that the kids and I did. I was really proud of the girls in their first run. They only had to walk for a couple of minutes out of the mile. Good job, kiddos!!
We raised a total of $1,800 for CF that day. Thanks to everyone that helped out!!
Tuesday, September 29, 2009
Thursday, September 17, 2009
Today we got a phone call from the gym the girls take gymnastics from. The lady said that Lizzie was advancing to the next level. Happy. Gracie, however, wasn't quite ready and would need to stay in her current level until she could pass off all the skills. Sad.
When the girls came home from school I told Lizzie the news. She was ecstatic at first, but upon seeing Gracie drop to the floor and sob, her own face fell. She dropped to her knees and hugged her little sis and told her to work hard so they could be together again.
Gracie laid on the floor crying for a while. Nothing we could say or do was helping. She was determined to never go back. We were determined to teach her that we don't just "quit" when we get discouraged. It was so heart-breaking to see her so sad. Having the girls so close has been a blessing in many ways but hard to see the younger compare herself to the older in their school work, activities and whatever else.
How do YOU handle to situation when one sibling achieves and another doesn't and it causes hard feelings? I could use some advice, here.
Friday, September 11, 2009
Today we were driving down the freeway. Babies were content in the back seat, I was singing along to the music in the front seat and the big girls were talking each other's ears off in the way-back seat. As I turned on the air to cool them off, I overheard their random conversation and turned down my music to eavesdrop a little easier.
Lizzie: "Oooh. That cool air feels so good."
Gracie: "Yeah it does. It is drying my sweaty armpits right up."
Lizzie: "I saw a girl throw-up on the playground today. It looked like peanut butter."
Gracie: "Mmmmm....My armpits smell like hot chicken nuggets."
So happy that those sweaty little girls are mine. Love 'em to pieces.
Friday, August 21, 2009
Saturday, July 18, 2009
I've been running for fun (if you can call brutally punishing yourself by pounding every joint in your body with each step "fun") for a couple of years. This week I decided to sign up and run an official 5K. I did the Draper Days 5K. A few days before the race, Lizzie assured me that "2nd place is 1st LOSER." I assured her right back that I was absolutely fine being a loser.
I had a blast. I was nervous before the race started because I was alone and had no idea what to expect but ended up being pleasantly surprised that the adrenaline made the race so much easier than my usual runs. My husband and 4 kids showed up at the finish line to cheer me on. Happy Day.
A few minutes after finishing we were standing off the side of the finishing area. I was holding CJ and he became whimpery and whiny. I couldn't figure out what was wrong until a volcano of orange juice and donuts came spewing out of his mouth and onto my chest, arms, legs...you name it. Whatever pride from my current accomplishment I was feeling at the time, he brought me right back down to earth to my first and foremost hobby.
Life is good.
Thursday, July 2, 2009
I haven't been a very good blog-owner. I go throughout my days laughing at things the kids say, thinking up great ideas for the future, cleaning up mess after mess after mess or just being lazy and soaking it all in. Not a day goes by that I don't think "I should really write that down on our blog." But I never do. Things happen, words are spoken, and I forget. I'm beginning to realize that this is the way life is. All the adorable things our children do and say that we try to commit to permanent memory slowly fade away with the boxed up bibs and bottles and the tucked away report cards. If I focus on it too much it makes me extremely sad... how fleeting childhood is. But when I realize how "cool" (for lack of a better word) my children are becoming, everything gets better. I enjoy hanging out with my big girls even when bedtime was 2 hours ago! Their sense of humor is refreshing and enlightening. Their vision of the world opens up a new, more vibrant dimension for me. Suddenly sitting on the sidewalk playing with roley-poley's for a half hour becomes fascinating. (You really don't want to see the pile of laundry in my bedroom right now.) But today it doesn't bother me. Today I have enjoyed life and let the details fly out the window. I am blessed.
Tuesday, June 16, 2009
I found the most adorable blog today. I've been thinking of all the wonderful gifts I could give our Grandpa's if only that money tree in the back yard would produce...today I found a gift that I think any Grandpa would just love.
This idea is from http://conversationswithacupcake.blogspot.com
Hope you enjoy this idea as much as I did!
Grand Dad's Granola
Looking for a baked good that can be custom-created to your dear old dad's palate, yet still offer a tasty, healthful treat? This granola is quick, simple and supremely fun to play around with. I've offered several flavor options below, but truly the options are endless. Add whatever you think your papa would love, pop it all in a paint tin (those pictured were purchased from Jo-Ann), then pass it all onto him with a kiss and a hug. From your heart to his.
1/2 c. pure maple syrup
3/4 c. honey
1 tsp. molasses
1/4 c. granulated splenda or sugar
1/4 c. oil
In a large saucepan, combine above ingredients together and bring to a boil over medium-high heat. Boil for 1 1/2 minutes, then remove from heat.
1 tsp. flavoring
Try vanilla, orange, butter, nut & butter, or cinnamon flavors.
I added almond flavoring and was afraid it would be overpowering.
Indeed, it was delicious.
1-3 tsp. spices
Cinnamon, Cloves, Lemon or Orange Rind, Allspice, Ginger
Seeing as how my obsession with nutmeg rages on, I dabbed in 1 tsp of nutmeg & a pinch of cinnamon and didn't regret it at all.
Pour glaze slowly over a LARGE bowl filled with following mixed ingredients.
(While pouring the glaze, don't forget to stir obsessively to ensure even glazing.)
13 oz. box of bran flakes or Wheaties
4 c. old-fashioned oats
2 c. additional dry ingredients
Add in wheat germ or flax, chopped walnuts, pecans, sliced almonds, sunflower seeds or pepitas.
2 c. additional sweet ingredients (optional)
I've recently rediscovered the joy of chopped dates. In the oven, they melt and combine with the granola to create lovely sweet bunches. Consider adding dried banana's, mangoe's or pineapple. If you would like to add dried cranberries, blueberries, or golden raisins, don't include them in the mix. Just toss them in when the granola is pulled from the oven to keep them from hardening.
Spread coated granola mixture evenly across two cookie sheets. In an oven preheated to 225 degrees for 50 minutes. Stir every 10-15 minutes to make sure granola is evenly cooked. Just before removing from oven, turn heat up to 300 degrees and allow to cook for 5-7 minutes, or until mixture sizzles (but keep your sniffer on. You don't want it to burn). Remove from heat, allow to cool before sealing in bags. Stores up to 2 weeks.
Friday, April 24, 2009
On April 28th,2003 Gracie was born and changed our lives forever. It is amazing how life's little twists and turns can completely turn your "life plan" inside out and make you reach deep inside and search yourself for life's great meaning.
Many of you probably remember the weeks and months that followed Gracie's birth. It was almost three months until she got to come home and it was one of the happiest days of our lives. She has endured more in the past six years than I will probably endure in a lifetime! She teaches me what patience, endurance and joy truly mean. She fills our home with light and has the most contagious laugh you've ever heard.
Cystic Fibrosis is part of our daily routine much like bathing or brushing your teeth. Gracie has two, thirty-minute vest treatments each day as well as two breathing treatments to help thin out the mucous in her lungs. She takes about twenty pills a day. She sometimes asks, "why me" and that's a hard question for a mom to answer. One thing I do tell her is that I'm trying to help find a cure. When I spend hours making phone calls for donations or counting pennies from the local elementary school fundraiser, I'm doing it to help her be healthier and live to be a grandma someday.
If you'd like to help us find a cure, you can make a donation here: http://www.cff.org/Great_Strides/LoraBonham5042
or you can send it to us at 11537 S. Lizzie Cove South Jordan, UT 84095.
(Please make checks to Cystic Fibrosis Foundation.)
Every penny helps! Thanks so much for your support!
Monday, April 6, 2009
Sunday, April 5, 2009
Happy Birthday Craigy! You are always the one to let the kids stay up late and fall asleep in our bed, make me laugh when I'm crying and keep your cool when everything around you is falling apart. Your positive attitude and encouraging words do more for this family than you'll ever realize. We love you..."all the way to the mountains and back."
Sunday, March 22, 2009
Two years ago today I gave birth to our twins Hallie and CJ. It has been the fastest two years of my life! It has been filled with sleepless nights, unparalleled joy and tears of happiness, guilt, fear and fatigue.
They were born C-section. Hallie came out first and surprised us with her little cleft-lip. CJ came a few minutes later and had the face of Curious George. I've called him my little monkey since. Hallie weighed 4 lbs 5 oz and CJ was 5 lbs 14 oz. I still don't know how they both fit inside of me but I do remember how abnormally huge my stomach was. Craig just laughed every time he saw my naked body. In retrospect I'm glad I had him to help me see the humor in my hugely disfigured body.
They stayed in the hospital for 2 1/2 weeks after birth and I remember going to bed every night feeling so empty without them. When they finally came home I began to understand what true sleep deprivation was. 3 a.m. feedings were the hardest. I remember looking over at Craig feeding Hallie, his head bobbing up and down, eyes closed... then before I realized it I was doing the same thing! As they grew it became easier but I still remember many mornings going to get them out of their cribs, sitting in the floor and feeding them then falling asleep on their floor while they crawled all over me. I'd give anything for a few more minutes of sleep.
They love each other so much! When Hallie wakes up in the morning she shouts, "CJ! C JAAAAAAAAAAY!" until he sleepily responds, "No, no, no, no." Apparently he loves to sleep like his mom. They laugh at each other and comfort each other when they're sad. And every time I give CJ a snack he reaches out his other hand and says, "Hallie?"
They are my little miracles. (aren't they all?) We wanted them so badly and remembering how hard I prayed and hoped and dreamed about them makes them even more endearing. Happy Birthday to my sweet little double trouble....Hallie and CJ!