Saturday, November 29, 2008

"Leave her alone! She's my friend."

Ky came home from school the other day with a frown, when I asked what was wrong she said "no one would play with me". One of the saddest parts of being a mom is the part when your little one gets teased or snubbed and you just have to stand idly by.

Maybe it's because I'm her mom or maybe it's because I can remember what it's like, but her
frowny face made my heart just ache.

I can remember feeling a like when my mom and I moved during my 3rd grade year. The first day seemed to be going well, I liked my teacher, I didn't feel too behind, and by recess I had been invited to hang out with a group of kids. They seemed so much older than the 8 year olds I was used to. They hung out with kids of the opposite sex, some were even holding hands and their swearing could put a sailor to shame.

That first day, I was told that "I acted like a
lady", it sounded like a compliment, but something in my gut told me it was not. From there I was dared, and taunted to also take up swearing. After enough goading, I'm sad to say there on the monkey bars in a shaky voice I uttered my first B@#$%. Shameful, I know. And, you guessed it, those kids didn't even think I was cool after that, they just went about their teasing and taunting.

By the end of that week, I'd been dragged out to the school yard by my
hair, and just as my life flashed before my eyes and the contents of my lunch nearly made a return, a really cool 3rd grader, stood up and heroically said: "Leave her alone, she's my friend!" I will never forget those words as long as I live! I had been rescued, someone heard my prayer! It was straight out of an ABC After School Special. What an amazing little 8 year old, to have the guts to stand up and do what was right, and here I am 20 years later and I still remember this act of kindness. As sad as that experience probably was at the time, it made me want to be brave like that girl, to be kind to others and stand up for what is right even when it's hard.

As natural as it is to want to save your kids from the heartaches of childhood, trials mold and shape us. While I didn't care for being the "New Kid" year after year, I really feel like it taught me compassion for others, and how to notice people and help serve them. So, on that note, I'll just try to make Ky feel included at home, and quit having daydreams about threating small children.

Thursday, November 27, 2008

Holiday Traditions? Recipies? Crafts? Leave a Comment.

Last night I crafted with firends till just about 3am! Totally worth it, dark circles and all. And, here she is the Larsen's very own: Advent Calendar!

I can't wait to fill it with goodies and wonderful Christmas-y Activities to do during the respective day.

Speaking of which I'm really needing ideas if any one has a tradition that they do during the holidays, a great recipie, or fun craft??? Please post!!

Also, if anyone wants to make one, I have tons of left over boxes from 10 thousand Villages (such a gorgeous shop! Everyone should go there.)

Strategy: Fail your way to Perfection

The thought often crosses my mind: Who's big idea was it too let me be in charge of these precious little ones, anyhow? But, as I've stepped back and really ponder it, I realize just how perfect this plan is (at least in the long run).

We get to try our best, succeed and fail -sometimes all in one breath, and be humbled time and time again. (ie. KY-ANNE! Leave Bridge Alone for the 300th time!" Just then, I realize she's just saved him from some major catastophy. [Humbled], "I sorry Honey, I thought. . .")

In the same token, our kids develop divine qualities such as: compassion, patience, and forgiveness as they endure the
inadequacies of their very human parents.

And, together we all become more like our Father in Heaven who is perfect and
Happy and we get to be Happy too!-At least this is the pep talk I give myself at the end of the day. I'm surprised at just how I want to rip my hair out strand by strand in hopes of forgetting about the toothpaste all over "my baby", not my Finley-baby, -worse, my MacBook-baby, or how about the water spilling over the bathroom sink onto the floor all in the name of an unauthorized tea party, the purple marker all over the slide on Kys bed, the dozen half eaten apples that decorated the floor when I woke, or the shampoo poured in diliberate little puddles around my bed (this all happened: yesterday. Here's an excerpt from one of my favorite talks, you can click the link below to read the whole talk.
"I was recently at a park where I met a group of women. They were bright and had obtained advanced degrees from respected universities. Now they were devoting their considerable gifts to planning dinner that evening and sharing housekeeping ideas. They were teaching two-year-olds to be kind to one another. They were soothing babies, kissing bruised knees, and wiping tears.
I asked one of those mothers how it came about that she could transfer her talents so cheerfully into the role of motherhood. She replied, “I know who I am, and I know what I am supposed to do. The rest just follows.” That young mother will build faith and character in the next generation one family prayer at a time, one scripture study session, one book read aloud, one song, one family meal after another. She is involved in a great work. She knows that “children are an heritage of the Lord” and “happy is the [woman] that hath [a] quiver full of them” (Ps. 127:3, 5). She knows that the influence of righteous, conscientious, persistent, daily mothering is far more lasting, far more powerful, far more influential than any earthly position or institution invented by man."
Julie B. Beck, “A ‘Mother Heart’,” Ensign, May 2004, 75

Monday, November 24, 2008

Flying our Family Flag... Any Ideas???

A friend of mine is making a family flag, Jess and I want to do one too. How fun for a kid to get the job of flying the family flag each Monday for Family Home Evening. I had another friend who did something similar, but they would sing a family song every Monday that said all the things that defined their family.

For Example our flag would say somethings like:

  • Like to Have Fun! (Our Family Motto.)
  • Love the Gospel
  • Are Cheerful
  • Speak Kind Words
  • Make Time for Family
  • Find Joy in All Things
  • Work Hard
  • Love to Serve Others and Each Other
  • Make Lemonade out of Lemons
Do any of you have family mottos? Or did you do anything like this with your family growing up? I'm looking for more ideas... what would your family flag say to describe you?

Wednesday, November 19, 2008

Bottle versus The Goods

Before I had kids, I had many thoughts that started with. . . "When I'm a parent...(I will... or I will never. . .)". I was of the opinion that if a kid was old enough to ask for the goods/lift your shirt/unbutton your bra, they were too old to be nursing. But alas, times have changed and 3 kids later I have become that mother I use to look upon with scorn. It seems I walk a lonely road, here in this half of the Hemisphere. But. . . I LOVE NURSING.

Having said that, I have to admit lately I'm feeling a bit more like a dairy cow than a HAPPY nursing mommy.

PROB #1: Fin wants to nurse several times a night. She'll be one next month! I could just let her cry, but I love to nurse her once during the early morning hours. It's so quiet and the house is still, except for this little sweet baby, all snuggled up with her mama. If I let her cry the other times, I'm afraid she might start sleeping through altogether and then where would I be? ...Well slept, I suppose.

PROB #2: She's become proactive and very loud in her Boobage lobbing. It's like she wants to become a permanant apendage. And, I don't need any more of those, unless they were extra hands, that would be useful.

And then, yesterday I got this big idea... the bottle. That could take care of those whinny times when she just wants to comfort nurse. But, I've been trying to follow the advice of The American Pediatric Society, who has the big fat opinion that kids should go right to sippy cups and skip bottles altogether. But, as I think more on the subject, I think I have the big fat opinion that baby's have a need to suckle, and if they don't take a soother and you don't want to be the human soother, the bottle is the ticket!

Okay, so I put my plan in action, but she still spends most her waking hours chasing me around, letting me know in no uncertain terms that she wants the boob. And, so dairy cow I remain. Help! How many times should I be nursing a one year old?

Angels Among Us.

Finley did her first somersault today... off the stairs! After which, she stood up and smiled like a true performer... Ta-Daaa! I stood up and nearly fell over due to the adrenaline rush to my heart. Awh, That baby! I can't believe how much trouble these kids get in and how little they get seriously injured. Surviving childhood is truth enough that there are angels among us.

Bridgey fell from the breakfast bench to the floor, with his neck breaking his fall on the corner of the table. It's hard to explain what happened in a way that would help you understand the panic I felt, but let's just say I think I quit breathing for a full minute.

While chatting it up with a friend, I off handly told her that sometimes I fall right to sleep forgetting to pray and in a sobering tone she replied, 'Don't forget those. You need to pray for your children every night.' I thought about this. And, how the scriptures tell us to pray every night for our
well being and that of our household. I was touched by what she said and how she said it.

Still, I'm grateful that even the nights I forgot, Heavenly Father doesn't. I find comfort in knowing He loves my little ones even more than I do, that I'm not all alone in caring for them, and ultimately in the end He's in control. I'm so thankful that when my best isn't enough, Heavenly Father is there to make up the difference.

Thursday, November 13, 2008

Do you Snoop?

S0, I'm a total Snooper! Facebook, Blogger... all fabulous for a bored snoopy mom! Truthfully, I don't get bored too often with 3 kiddies, home blessings (alternately known as house drudgery...depends on the mood), projects and other family stuff, but when I do find the occasional moment, I like to fill it up with something really useful like frivolous snooping.

For all those looking for more time wasters theres:
Any other fun ones that you like to read?

Sunday, November 9, 2008

Quilt Giveaway to Help Baby Mia

Mia got a Heart!! The transplant took and she now has a new beating heart. Please keep them in your prayers as well as the family who generously donated after their loss. Thanks for all the donations, they are needed now as much as ever, as the expenses will continue to escalate through this transition and especially recovery. Hooray for this good news!! MORE DETAILS IN NEXT POST.

I'm so happy to be doing a Quilt Giveaway, in hopes of generating donations for Baby Mia. Mia is my friend's baby, who was born with a dysfunctional heart and is on a waiting list in Seattle for a heart transplant. I read their family blog everyday and just cry. My heart aches for Mimi (the mom) and is so inspired by her strength and faith. She's with Mia everyday, but because of all the tubes isn't allowed to even hold her.

Mia has been patiently holding on for the past 3 months. But, she's one of 7 babies in the Seattle Children's Hospital on the Washington waiting list. Sadly their insurance is falling short of paying for the surgeries and health care Mia has already received. I ask all who read this to please help, by adding the banner at the bottom of this post to your blogs, email, or Facebook. Donate if you can and read about sweet little Mia: HERE

Please leave a comment on this post. Your comment earns you one entry. (Make sure to say if you've been able to donate, or post this on your sidebar/facebook etc.)

You can earn an extra 5 entries for each of the things below, (for a total of 20 entries):
1. Please take the time to write about sweet Mia on your blog (nothing helps more than this).
2. Post about it on Facebook with the link.
3. Email your friends and family with the giveaway post link.
4. Post the banner below in the sidebar of your blog.

Not only an I excited to do a giveaway but, I'm so thankful for any and all of your help in getting the message out there. Really I'm so grateful for all the love that's being spread for baby Mia. Thanks. The contest entries will go until 11pm MST on Wed. November 12th. I'll tally up the entries and let the random # generator decide the winner.

To those who donate a dollar or more if you can, I will give an ADDITIONAL 20 ENTRIES. I'm grateful for this opportunity to help. I read about baby Mia's updates everyday on their family blog and wish there was more I could do to help. Thank you for your generosity and kindness. Good Luck!

To post the banner in your Blogger sidebar.
1. Go to "Layout"
2. "Add a Gadget"
3. "HTML/Java Script" and paste the code from the text box below.

THANK YOU!! So much to everyone who's helped! And, small donations can go a long way! Imagine if we could get the word out to 500,000 people and each one donated a dollar, that would half a million dollars!

"By small means great things come to pass." Thanks again!

Thursday, November 6, 2008

Slip n' Slide Poo...

That's right. Monday morning doesn't get more fun than: Slip n' Slide Poo! Naked boy Bridge came running in to tell me: I pooed! Come See! Come See! In his haste and excitement he must have jumped off the potty mid poo, because it was trailed all along the bathroom floor, where he then sliped and fell into it (twice!!) trying to proudly show me his deed in the potty. Hats off to Bridgey, our Big Boy for the day! Hats off to Mommy for cleaning the up the poo with a smile!

Sunday, November 2, 2008

Identity Crisis, Parties, and alot of Candy!

Halloween was super fun this year. The kids and I spent the whole month of October celebrating. We made treats and crafts, through parties, went Trunk or Treating where Ky got to go up on stage with a 'real Magician' (she was so nervous, she stared at the crowd and had a hard time answering his questions. And, of course we went Trick or Treating on Halloween night. Afterwards the kids handed out candy, while there dad and I had a romantic dance with the lights down low and a few kids tugging at our legs.

Here's some fun pictures of the the fam. Jess dressed up as his Grandpa Bridge, and Bridgey was forced into this Spiderman costume (he doesn't really get the dressing up part yet) and Ky had an identity crisis half way thru Halloween day. Snow White-Spider Man? A "Princess Witch"? In the end Snow White won out. She always does.