Rachel is convinced her roots have been incorrectly identified and she is, in fact, Hawaiian and she belongs on a beach doing the hula. She said I could come with her even though "Mom, you'll need a REALLY big hula skirt." Ha.
Tuesday, March 25, 2008
hula girl
Rachel is convinced her roots have been incorrectly identified and she is, in fact, Hawaiian and she belongs on a beach doing the hula. She said I could come with her even though "Mom, you'll need a REALLY big hula skirt." Ha.
satan's plan
Without any help from me, my kids have divided their behavior into two categories: "following Jesus' plan" and "following Satan's plan." It has produced some really funny moments along with some consternation on their part as they have accused one another of "following Satan's plan" when naughtiness happens. Rachel will usually angrily retort "No I'm NOT!" when such an accusation is leveled, Adam bursts into tears, and Jonathan just shrugs it off. I've not been sure if I should address it- after all, they even pray for help following Jesus' plan. What could be wrong with that?
A long-time, very sweet friend (thankfully) joined us for a swim the other day. Upon seeing the tattoos on her wrist and foot, Adam sat down beside her and said "You have some tattoos." "Yes," she answered matter-of-factly and then added "I didn't make a very good choice, did I?" He studied her for a minute and then, with all the earnestness he had, said "Sometimes people follow Satan's plan- but they can repent!" She smiled broadly and said "I did!" He grinned, satisfied that his work was done, put on his goggles and got in the pool.
I'm still not sure what I should do about it, if anything. This is the same boy who tried to cheer me up one day by telling me a story about Spiderman, Superman and Joseph Smith, the three superheroes that went around the world helping people to read their scriptures. For now, I'll just be grateful that he knows he can repent, and that he holds Joseph Smith in the same esteem as Spiderman and Superman.
A long-time, very sweet friend (thankfully) joined us for a swim the other day. Upon seeing the tattoos on her wrist and foot, Adam sat down beside her and said "You have some tattoos." "Yes," she answered matter-of-factly and then added "I didn't make a very good choice, did I?" He studied her for a minute and then, with all the earnestness he had, said "Sometimes people follow Satan's plan- but they can repent!" She smiled broadly and said "I did!" He grinned, satisfied that his work was done, put on his goggles and got in the pool.
I'm still not sure what I should do about it, if anything. This is the same boy who tried to cheer me up one day by telling me a story about Spiderman, Superman and Joseph Smith, the three superheroes that went around the world helping people to read their scriptures. For now, I'll just be grateful that he knows he can repent, and that he holds Joseph Smith in the same esteem as Spiderman and Superman.
pedal faster
We got an elliptical trainer. Actually getting to the gym seems to be a thing of the past (though they continue to get $25 a month from me) so it was time to get something more accessible. Last night I got on for my first workout. Things were going smoothly enough and then I noticed a little message on the LED screen "Keep it up!" Well well well- my own cheerleader built right in! After showing me my cadence and caloric burn, another upbeat message appeared-"You're doing great!" Even coming from a pre-programmed lifeless machine, I'm liking the positive reinforcement! I might've even straightened up a little taller.
Then the next message appeared. "Pedal faster" So, I quickened my pace a little. A few minutes later, "Pedal faster" ran across the screen again. Pedal faster?? Hey now, I'm pregnant! Why don't you cut me some slack? But, not wanting my elliptical to be disappointed in my performance, I consciously tried to pick up the pace again. I was rewarded with "You're doing great" ...followed up a minute later by another "Pedal faster" DID YOU FORGET THE PART ABOUT ME BEING PREGNANT?? AND this is my first workout, AND I just ate dinner AND I couldn't find my favorite workout music?? There really are multiple reasons why I'm pedaling as fast as I can!!
My internal dialogue was threatening to erupt in angry not-nice words as ANOTHER "Pedal faster" scrolled across the screen. ARE YOU KIDDING ME? I went at that machine with everything I had, spinning those pedals around so fast I had to hang on to the handles just to keep from being launched off. This lasted all of about 2 minutes before I had to get off or fall off. Chest heaving, sweat dripping, breath ragged I sat in a nearby chair. Rachel came in and asked "Mom- what happened to you?" "The...machine...told...me...to...pedal...faster...so...I...did..." She looked over at the machine, studied me for a second and said "Well, it doesn't mean you have to listen to it." With that, she left the room leaving me to wait for my breathing to return to normal.
Then the next message appeared. "Pedal faster" So, I quickened my pace a little. A few minutes later, "Pedal faster" ran across the screen again. Pedal faster?? Hey now, I'm pregnant! Why don't you cut me some slack? But, not wanting my elliptical to be disappointed in my performance, I consciously tried to pick up the pace again. I was rewarded with "You're doing great" ...followed up a minute later by another "Pedal faster" DID YOU FORGET THE PART ABOUT ME BEING PREGNANT?? AND this is my first workout, AND I just ate dinner AND I couldn't find my favorite workout music?? There really are multiple reasons why I'm pedaling as fast as I can!!
My internal dialogue was threatening to erupt in angry not-nice words as ANOTHER "Pedal faster" scrolled across the screen. ARE YOU KIDDING ME? I went at that machine with everything I had, spinning those pedals around so fast I had to hang on to the handles just to keep from being launched off. This lasted all of about 2 minutes before I had to get off or fall off. Chest heaving, sweat dripping, breath ragged I sat in a nearby chair. Rachel came in and asked "Mom- what happened to you?" "The...machine...told...me...to...pedal...faster...so...I...did..." She looked over at the machine, studied me for a second and said "Well, it doesn't mean you have to listen to it." With that, she left the room leaving me to wait for my breathing to return to normal.
Sunday, March 23, 2008
inaugural post
I feel like something really important/at least interesting needs to be said to mark the beginning of our blogging experience. Thinking....thinking....thinking.......nothing is coming to mind, so on with it.
This is going to be all out of order- that's what happens when you start your New Year's resolution at the end of March.
Today was Easter. For Family Home Evening last Monday night we attempted to have a very thoughtful Easter lesson that would make an impression on our young kids and their budding understanding of these important events. Any impression of the Savior's resurrection was quickly overshadowed when they caught a glimpse of the Easter eggs and realized that treats were coming as soon as Mom stopped talking.
The less-than-stellar FHE lesson was followed by the Mesa Temple Easter pageant. We handed out a few snacks and watched the production. Afterward as I asked my kids about their favorite parts, I had to remind both Jonathan and Adam that "The snacks" was a rather incomplete summation of the night and call their attention to the actual story presented.
Somewhere along the line, some of it must've stuck. Today in Primary, the chorister was describing different events in the Atonement, Crucifixion and Resurrection of the Savior. When she got to the part about the crown of thorns being placed on His head, she (a little too cheerily) described that event. Rachel, looking really somber, raised her hand and said "Why are you smiling? It was actually really sad when it happened!" She toned down the smile and agreed that it was indeed a sad event.
Later, as she asked what the crowd said as Christ stood before Pilate, Adam got an eerily sinister look on his face and started chanting "Crucify him! Crucify him!" It got everyone's attention. After she got over the sinister look she tried to congratulate him for knowing the right answer. He was right pleased with himself.
Some cute photos happened today as well- Rachel looks like a new girl with her two front teeth missing and her short hair. The boys look as rascally as ever.
This is going to be all out of order- that's what happens when you start your New Year's resolution at the end of March.
Today was Easter. For Family Home Evening last Monday night we attempted to have a very thoughtful Easter lesson that would make an impression on our young kids and their budding understanding of these important events. Any impression of the Savior's resurrection was quickly overshadowed when they caught a glimpse of the Easter eggs and realized that treats were coming as soon as Mom stopped talking.
The less-than-stellar FHE lesson was followed by the Mesa Temple Easter pageant. We handed out a few snacks and watched the production. Afterward as I asked my kids about their favorite parts, I had to remind both Jonathan and Adam that "The snacks" was a rather incomplete summation of the night and call their attention to the actual story presented.
Somewhere along the line, some of it must've stuck. Today in Primary, the chorister was describing different events in the Atonement, Crucifixion and Resurrection of the Savior. When she got to the part about the crown of thorns being placed on His head, she (a little too cheerily) described that event. Rachel, looking really somber, raised her hand and said "Why are you smiling? It was actually really sad when it happened!" She toned down the smile and agreed that it was indeed a sad event.
Later, as she asked what the crowd said as Christ stood before Pilate, Adam got an eerily sinister look on his face and started chanting "Crucify him! Crucify him!" It got everyone's attention. After she got over the sinister look she tried to congratulate him for knowing the right answer. He was right pleased with himself.
Some cute photos happened today as well- Rachel looks like a new girl with her two front teeth missing and her short hair. The boys look as rascally as ever.
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