Sunday, December 31, 2017

Challenge Complete!


I can't think of a better way to finish off 2017 than completing our family challenge to read the Book of Mormon every single day for the entire year!  By reading 3 columns a night, we stayed on track to read the book from cover to cover over the course of the year.  It was certainly a challenge -- most nights boiled down to Scott or I reading all three columns out loud while varying states of chaos and calamity ensued around us -- but we did it.  On New Year's Eve, we gathered 'round the table at Kristin's house and alternated between EVERYONE reading a verse until we were finished.  For as small of a moment as it was, it certainly encapsulated a gargantuan accomplishment.

I love the Book of Mormon.  I've read it at least a dozen times in my life, and its verses and messages continue to bring me peace, comfort, and hope.  And while 2017's challenge was certainly a grand step in the right direction in our family reading efforts, for 2018 we're going to try something a little different.  Rather than hurrying to finish again within the year, we're going to slow it down a bit and try to get a little more out of our reading. ;)  By reading only one verse apiece each night and then discussing the connections that we find, I'm hopeful that the experience will bring participation and cooperation to a high enough level that the kids will be able to internalize these scriptures and recognize all of the practical applications for their daily lives.  And since our theme for this school year is "We Can DO It!" I'm going to optimistically hope that this year's challenge will bring even greater rewards.  :)


To close, I want to include some of the remarks I gave in a talk earlier this year at church...

The summer before my freshman year of high school was memorable in the best and worst of ways.  During the roughly 3 months of that summer vacation, two events coincided to provide me with both the least rewarding and the most rewarding experiences of my life up to that point.  Event number one came in the form of a job.  A babysitting job.  My neighbor across the street had just had a baby and needed to go back to work much sooner than expected.  As a result, I traveled with her and her newborn to her office, where she was a periodontist, two or three times a week for the whole summer.  As a nursing mom, she wanted to have the baby right there on location to be able to feed her and see her whenever needed.  I spent my summer in the staff lounge area of her office, with nothing but a newborn and some books to keep me company.  This would not have been that big a deal if it weren’t for one thing.  My mom, with her service-minded heart, had told my neighbor that she really didn’t need to pay me that much.  $2.00 an hour would be more than enough she said.  $2.00 an hour.  Let me put that into perspective.  I was taking care of a newborn for an 8 hour work day, a few days a week at a time when the minimum wage in Louisiana was $4.25.  I got paid less than HALF the minimum wage for a whole summer’s work!  I will never forget the sinking feeling of dismay and disbelief I had when she wrote me a check at the end of the summer and I realized she had actually followed my mom’s recommendation for $2.00 an hour.  Clearly, this story goes in the LEAST rewarding category.  At least as far as financial rewards go.

At the same time, however, another story was being played out.  At the beginning of that summer, our stake Youth leaders had issued a challenge to all the Young Men and Young Women to read the Book of Mormon in 90 days.  That’s a lot of reading in not a lot of time.  Six pages a day may not sound like all that much in a REGULAR book, but when the book you’re reading is from hundreds of years ago and written in the language of the scriptures, six pages can be a lot harder to plow through.  But here is where the most rewarding part of my life came into play.  Because of that babysitting job -- where I literally sat in a room by myself with a newborn who slept most of the time -- I had PLENTY of time to take on that 90 day challenge.  I remember bringing my inexpensive, blue copy of the Book of Mormon with me every day to the office, and marking off each chapter as I read it on the chart our leaders had given us to keep track of our reading.  Before the summer was over, I had read the Book of Mormon from cover to cover -- on my own -- for the first time in my life.  This event, combined with a few other key experiences, planted in my heart a love for the Book of Mormon that has only grown as the years have gone by.


So, what IS the Book of Mormon?  The Book of Mormon is ANOTHER TESTAMENT OF JESUS CHRIST.  “It's a book of scripture full of stories about God's love for all people in all places.”  The action takes place thousands of years ago on the American continent and recounts an “epic tale of war and peace and good and evil that follows the lives of men and women who lived long ago but who believed in and even predicted the coming of Jesus Christ.  In fact, the entire story centers on Him, His birth, teachings, and appearance in ancient America after His death and Resurrection in Jerusalem.”  These people in the Americas are some of those “sheep...not of this fold” that the Savior spoke of to his disciples in Jerusalem and “the key part of the Book of Mormon chronicles His visit and ministry.”  Recorded on gold plates, abridged by the prophet Mormon, and then translated through Joseph Smith by the power of God, this book is more than just a history book of a long-gone civilization.  It is a book that contains the word of God.  Elder Tad R. Callister taught in a recent Conference address that, “Again and again, the Book of Mormon acts as a confirming, clarifying, unifying witness of the doctrines taught in the Bible so that there is only ‘one Lord, one faith, one baptism.’...Together with the Bible, the Book of Mormon is an indispensable witness of the doctrines of Christ and His Divinity.”  The doctrines of the gospel and the plan of salvation are simply and clearly outlined in its pages. The Savior Jesus Christ -- His Divinity, His mission, and His mercy, along with what we must do to gain peace in this life and eternal salvation in the next -- is the central focus of the book.  The Prophet Joseph Smith has said, “I told the brethren that the Book of Mormon was the most correct of any book on earth, and the keystone of our religion and a man would get nearer to God by abiding by its precepts, than by any other book.”

At the beginning of this year, I started over reading the Book of Mormon in a brand new set of scriptures.  As I’ve been reading, I have been using a yellow colored pencil to highlight every mention of the Savior along with every word spoken by the Lord to the people in the Book of Mormon.  Elder Gary E. Stevenson observed that “You will pore through the passages of this precious book and encounter your beloved Savior, the Lord Jesus Christ on nearly every page.  It is estimated that some form of His name is used an average of once every 1.7 verses.”  As I’ve read through my brand new, unmarked Book of Mormon, it has been eye-opening to recognize JUST how true this is!  I may have already had a testimony that this book is another testament of Jesus Christ, but as I’m reading with new eyes,  I have been struck with just how prevalent the Savior and the Plan of Salvation are on almost every page of the Book.

While preparing for this talk, a quote that I came across time and time again is President Ezra Taft Benson’s prophetic promise that, “There is a power in the book which will begin to flow into your lives the moment you begin a serious study of the book.  You will find greater power to resist temptation.  You will find the power to avoid deception.  You will find the power to stay on the strait and narrow path.”  Who WOULDN’T want that kind of power??  I know I do.  However, there is always a price to pay for such a privilege.  As President Benson states, this power flows once a SERIOUS STUDY of the Book of Mormon is undertaken.  In President Monson’s most recent Conference address entitled “The Power of the Book of Mormon,” he spoke of the “critical need we have as members of this church to study, ponder, and apply its teachings in our lives.”  If we want to access this power of the Book of Mormon, we must do much more than casually read our scriptures.  We must do as the prophet Nephi says, and “Feast upon the words of Christ; for behold the words of Christ will tell you all things what ye should do.”

In our family, we are in our second year of an ongoing effort to read the Book of Mormon every day.  Or as we often say at home, “every day, every day, every day.”  In a conference talk from Elder Kevin W. Pearson from a couple of years ago entitled “Stay by the Tree,” he teaches, “If you are struggling, confused, or spiritually lost, I urge you to do the one thing I know will get you back on track.  Begin again to prayerfully study the Book of Mormon and live its teachings every day, every day, every day!  I testify of the profound power in the Book of Mormon that will change your life and strengthen your resolve to follow Christ.”  I’d like to say that we’ve got this whole family-Book-of-Mormon-reading thing down pat, but the truth of the matter is that it’s hard.    You may find this hard to believe, but my children are not perfect.  And neither are their mom and dad.  We have set a family goal to read the Book of Mormon every single day for this entire year AND to finish it up by the end of December, and so far we are on track!  But the reality is that with a family this big and with such a large range of ages, we have to press forward on almost a daily basis through various instances of resistance, distractions, and ill-tempered moods to get our 3 columns of Book of Mormon done.   However, I am a big believer that nothing that is of great worth will ever come by an easy route.  Over the last several years, we have baby-stepped our way to get to this point of reading together as a family from the Book of Mormon every day.  I have faith and hope, that one day we’ll be able to get to the point where we not only READ together but feast together, too.

I know this Book is true.  The Book of Mormon contains the word of God and I love it. I am so grateful for its influence in my life.

{My original 90-day tracking sheet -- circa 1994}

Thursday, December 28, 2017

The Greatest Hits

 {Christmas cereal 2017}

The bulk of this year's winter vacation can be summed up with the following -- lots of junk was eaten, many a game was played (especially Monopoly), and way too much sugar was consumed.

 {Alex drew an elf on the back of one of the 20's in the Monopoly game, and it became our running bit that it brought luck to whoever ended up having it.  For several games straight, the person who got the elf wound up winning the whole thing.  The most epic example was when I was behind Ethan and Grace by A LOT -- to the point that when Scott left with Sophie to do some Christmas shopping, they assumed I'd be out and the game would be over long before they were back -- and once I got the lucky elf, I ended up winning the whole thing.  It was our longest game ever, with a total clock time of 5 hours and it was epic-ly amazing.  We were still playing when Scott and Sophie got back from their errands and they were genuinely shocked.  Hahahahahaha.  It was awesome.}

Overall, though, I'd have to say that the biggest hits of the break were playing lots of games and hanging with the cousins.  We knew that Isaac would be difficult (to say the least) with traveling over to Indiana, so we threw the older kids a bone and let them head over to Kristin's a few days earlier than the rest of us, so that they could get their Winter Bash in without us having to deal with a terribly-sleeping-toddler for too many extra days.  Scott and I headed over with the younger three on Friday afternoon, and we all enjoyed the New Year's weekend with family.  The Tweedles in particular were especially excited that we let them stay up until midnight on Sunday to ring in the New Year.  Isaac joined in as well, since he was already awake again at that point for his middle of the night rendezvous.  Haha.

{My decorated gingerbread house.}

As far as games go, we had fun with some new ones AND some old ones over the last couple of weeks.  Sushi Go, Anomia, and Codenames were a hit, as was Euchre -- which the cousins taught the older ones how to play.  And along with Monopoly at our house, it was just as fun to dust off Bananagrams with Kristin's crew.  On a related front, Scott and I brushed up on our nerd-ery this break with a book of crossword puzzles that was far more exciting than you would have ever thought possible.  Because let me tell you  -- it was practically an extreme sport to try and complete a Wednesday puzzle with the paltry amount of sleep left to us by Isaac.  Hahahaha.

 FroYo run with the little ones while Scott was driving the older ones to our cousin swap spot.

All in all, good times were had by all!  So good, in fact, that no one bothered to pause for a minute and take any pictures.  Oh well!  You've seen one New Year's Eve Bash you've seen them all, right???  Hahahaha.  So Long, Farewell to 2017!  :)

Wednesday, December 27, 2017

Merry Christmas 2017!

I discovered right after picking up all of our Christmas cards at Walmart this year, that I had completely misplaced my spreadsheet of addresses.  And since our old computer crashed earlier in the year, I wasn't able to find anything current online either.  As a result, we probably missed a ton of people who would normally be getting an actual-in-the-mail card from us.  Sorry!  To make up for it, I'll include some extra pictures in this documentation of our year.  ;)

{Actual Christmas Card Picture.}

For this year’s newsletter (and I use that term loosely), I took a page out of my Sunday School class itinerary and turned to the kids (and Scott) to see what their highs and lows were for the year.  After recording everyone’s answers, I have to say that perhaps my biggest high is the fact that everyone has so many highs and so few lows… 

 Spoiler alert -- Isaac was a real pill during this photo shoot.

ETHAN (14) —      
  • Highs: “#FallBash2017, High School, Thanksgiving was pretty lit, new car (obviously), the #iPhone7, and the #AppleWatch.”
  • Lows: “The ever disastrous Boot.”  (Running cross country gave him a stress fracture).
{I like that the #AppleWatch is highlighted here.  Hahahaha.}

GRACE (13) —     
  • Highs: Stranger Things 2, getting a bunny, Summer Bash and Fall Bash (and the upcoming Winter Bash), school (“I guess”), and the Road Trip.
  • Lows: Dead bunny.

SOPHIE (10) —     
  • Highs: The Road Trip, trip to North Carolina for Thanksgiving, school, the Summer Bash, and the Fall Bash.
  • Lows: “Grace spraining my wrist.”

JANE (8) —         

  • Highs: “Christmas time, school, putting up the Christmas tree, going to the cousins, indoor recess, and getting baptized!”
  • Lows: “Nothing”

ALEX (6) —         
  • Highs: “Only the Road Trip.”
  • Lows:  “Nothing”

ISAAC (2) —        
  • Highs: Going to school, having awesome hair, watching Backyardigans whenever I want, giving up naps, and living my best life.
  • Lows:  What’s a low?

SCOTT —        
  • Highs: East Coast Road Trip, the game changer that was using two cars to road trip to Charlotte for Thanksgiving, Jane’s baptism, and saying goodbye to the Blueberry (a 2000 Ford Focus with more duct tape than air conditioning.)
  • Lows:  Falling apart now that he's 40. 

JESSICA —         

  • Highs: Convincing everyone to take a family picture this year, finally being able to drive Scott’s car because it’s no longer a stick shift, and seeing lots and lots of family this year on our various trips. 
  • Lows: Losing my awesome bumper sticker collection when we got the new van.

And that’s a wrap!  Merry Christmas and Happy New Year from our Crew to yours.

Tuesday, December 26, 2017

How the Toddler Stole Christmas

Who -- ME?

Wow.  I feel like a slouch.  I haven't blogged since before Christmas, I've got all of vacation to catch up on, and all I really want to do is curl up and take a nap!  Womp womp.  However, the show must go on, and since the masses (i.e. Ethan) are hounding me to update the blog, I guess it's my duty to do so.  Hahaha.

 



The title says it all, folks.  This Christmas was entirely sidetracked, derailed, and overtaken by a little dumplin' named Isaac.  True Story.  Here is how it all went down...



Christmas Eve was actually a lovely little Sunday, where we enjoyed sacrament meeting only and then enjoyed the afternoon with friends who we invited over to participate in some gingerbread decorating and some Gumbo partaking.  It was a lot of fun!  It may be a huge pain to make all the gingerbread from scratch, roll it out, and then cut the perfect houses by hand, but I only do it once a year, and the ritual of it is kind of enjoyable -- as crazy as that may seem.  And since decorating said houses are always crowd pleaser, it's a win-win kind of situation.

















Unfortunately, Isaac took the cake this break for the WORST SLEEPER EVER.  Like for real.  I had to go in and lay down with him for half the night before, and as a result, once our company left and the kids were finally able to tear into their new ornaments for the year, I was so wiped out that I fell asleep on the couch while we were watching "Chill with Bob Ross" on Netflix.  By the time I woke up, it was already pushing into the evening, we still needed to do our traditional Christmas Pageant narration, and Isaac really needed to get to bed at a decent hour.  I was still so groggy and out of it that I'm pretty sure it was the most rushed and non-special rendering of a pageant ever, and as a result, I have no pictures, and I don't even remember who played which parts.  

This Year's Ornaments...

 Isaac got Spiderman.

 Alex got Captain Underpants.

 Jane got a Num Nom refashioned by moi into an ornament.

 Sophie got a Statue of Liberty -- to make up for the fact that we didn't get to see it when we were in NYC this summer.  Haha.

 Grace got Eleven from Stranger Things (which was technically a bobble-head doll thing-y, but a glue gun, jump ring, and twine rendered it ornamental).

 
And Ethan got Sawyer from the television show LOST, which he has been binge-watching 'round the clock for the last month since it will be leaving Netflix on January 4th.  (This was ALSO a vinyl figure that I worked some magic on.)
 
To top things off, even though Isaac went to bed on time, the little stinker woke up around 10 o'clock -- right when Santa was about to come down the chimney -- and prolonged OUR bedtime until close to midnight when we were finally able to get him back to bed.  It was all very short-lived, however, when Isaac started freaking out about an hour later and Scott went in to settle him down.  He went back to sleep fairly quickly after that, but THEN, that little rat was up again at 4:30 and it was my turn to go lay down with him and try to get him to settle down, which after about an hour, he did.  Suffice it to say, that when Ethan and the others woke up and came in around 6:30 -- waking Isaac up, too -- I was in NO frame of mind to celebrate the excitement of Christmas morning with the kids.  Like none.  I was a straight zombie.  To the point where I hardly took any pictures, I mostly sat staring on the couch, and only when the kids grabbed my attention by posing for me without any prodding did I remember to do anything.  Hahaha.  I'd like to say that my mid-morning nap on the couch helped to revive me and I was able to spend the rest of the day excitedly documenting our Christmas, but that was not the case.  I was too tired to do anything other than happily observe that everyone's gifts were a hit.






 






The Stocking Stuffer Secret Santas...
 Ethan's stocking was filled by Alex...

 Grace's stocking was filled by Ethan...

 Sophie's was filled by "Isaac"...

 Jane's was filled by Sophie...

 Alex's was filled by Jane...

 And Isaac's stocking was filled by Grace.






You would think that by this point in time Isaac would be ready to catch up on some sleep and really knock it out of the park with a solid night here on Christmas Day, but you would think wrong.  He woke up freaking out around the 2 AM mark and this time Scott took one for the team and stayed with him for a couple of hours before he was able to come back to bed.  So when Alex and Isaac were both awake for the morning around 7:30, you're just going to have to not judge us for shooing them downstairs to watch TV while we tried to get a little more sleep.  


Really, though, you probably should judge us, because it was not a good call.  When I finally came downstairs an hour later, Isaac wandered into the kitchen, made eye contact with me while looking panicked, and in that instant I knew he was about to throw up.  Which he did.  And my immediate assumption was that he had eaten something he was allergic to.  Which he had.  But I didn't know this for sure until I found the half-eaten, miniature peanut butter cup on the family room floor.  Let the record show that Alex and Jane are not exactly the most reliable baby-sitters.  Hahahahahaha.  After dosing Isaac with some Benadryl, we set up camp on the couch with some Minions and a bucket.  Long story short: he started sneezing like crazy, threw up a second time, his eyes were watery, and he broke out in full-body hives.  Once his face turned red and blotchy and he was scratching all over and super uncomfortable, I decided it was probably best to give the doctor a call.  Even though he wasn't having any trouble breathing, the doctor said to use the EpiPen and get him to children's hospital.  When a call to the allergist yielded the same advice, I quickly followed through and then spent the next 4 hours at the hospital with Dumplin' Buns while waiting under observation.  They gave him a steroid which also helped, and after getting the all-clear we finally got to come home later that afternoon.  It was quite the Boxing Day, let me tell ya!  Hahaha.  

 In the waiting room with this Cool Little Bro.

 Watching some more Minions.  I'm pretty sure we've seen this movie 5,000 times over the last 2 weeks.


 Still itchy.  And yes -- we already knew he was allergic to nuts.  :(



All's well that ends well, and he was safe and sound even if he DID dominate our Christmas vacation.  We sure do love that little stinker, even though he is one high maintenance little Pup.  ;)

Stay tuned for the REST of our vacation recap.  {Spoiler alert -- there aren't a lot of pictures and it mostly involves playing lots of games and hanging with the cousins.}