Monday, November 7, 2016

The 2016 Election

Dear Henry, Kate, and Sam,

Tomorrow is voting day to see who will be President of the United States of America for the next 4 years.  It's down to Donald Trump and Hillary Clinton.  I want to tell you my thoughts.  A lot of America may have different thoughts but I want you to know what your mother decided for herself.

Background: I don't align with a political party.  I choose on each issue what I believe is right.  So, sometimes I align with conservatives (usually fiscal and governmental related issues) and sometimes I align with liberals (usually social issues).  I can go into details another time but for now, this is all you need to know.

Because of this, it is hard to find a candidate that fits my perfect mold of values, limitations of government, rights of minorities, foreign policy, etc.  So when I vote, I try to balance the character of the nominee and issues most important to me.

There has been an incredible amount of scandals going on with both candidates.  Maybe you can look it up somewhere.  It's bad.  Maybe in 10 years they'll have all the facts and all the lies worked out so you will actually know what's true. But it's so disheartening.  Thus, if there were other candidates with higher character... I would probably have voted for them.  But there is not (at least who have a chance of being president).

So, I went with who I felt would do the best for our country.  And that, I believe, is Hillary Clinton.  When she speaks, she knows about the issues and makes informed decisions.  She is highly qualified with over 30 years of work in the political arena.  With Hillary, I don't have to worry that her comments might spark international war.  With Hillary, I can look in my children's eyes and say, "We have a President that respects women, immigrants, and refugees".  With Hillary I honestly believe she wants to feed the hungry and clothe the naked.  With Hillary we have a President that is firm, collected, professional, and patriotic.

All of those things, I could never be able to say with Donald Trump.  Even though I technically agree with him on many political issues.

So kids, that is why I chose to vote for Hillary.  I sincerely hope she does good for this country.  And only time will tell.  Democracy is a great thing and I'm grateful that I got the opportunity to participate.

I love you kids and I want you to vote when you are older.  Vote for someone honest, strong, compassionate, and helpful.  Man or woman.  And if there isn't that option, vote for who you think will be best for the country.

Love,

Mom

Thursday, October 27, 2016

Watching your kids grow up is real, y'all.

 Watching your kids grow up is real, y'all. 

Henry had karate yesterday.  During warm-up they were supposed to be circling their legs in, but Henry was circling them out (not realizing he was doing it wrong).  The teacher went to Henry and showed him the right way... it took him a while to figure it out.  Eventually he did.  Yay.  But then it was time to circle your legs out and the teacher asked Henry to demonstrate because he had just been doing it that way.  Well, he was stuck on circling his legs in because he had just been corrected and couldn't get himself to switch back to what he was doing originally.  I saw his face.  I knew he was getting frustrated because he had a strained smile and was getting red in the face.  He was then sent back in line and someone else showed how to do it.

My heart ached watching him when he got back in line.  He was taking deep breaths and holding back tears.  He kept wiping his eyes and even whimpering a little.  The teacher didn't notice (which is fine, I think it was better that way) but he looked at me.  I wanted to call him over and hold him and give him a hug.  I wanted to tell him that it was all right.  That I knew he could do it and that it was confusing and he shouldn't feel bad about it.

Instead I just gave him a thumbs up and the most confident "you are alright" face I could.  He did the rest of the class like a rock star.  I'm so proud of that boy.  He was embarrassed, confused, and flustered in front of his class.  But he kept going.  He did great.  He didn't even need me.  It's like he's already left for college and I'm never going to see him again.  My heart is so proud of him and sad that he's growing up.  

Saturday, October 22, 2016

DCA

Did California Adventure today.  I wasn't sure because it's almost Halloween and on a Saturday it was gonna be packed.  Morgan convinced me though and we got out the door at 7:30am.  It was so great.  The Animation Studio in Hollywoodland is becoming one of my favorite places in the park.  There are huge screens on the wall that are playing classic and new Disney clips.  There is an art class every 30 minutes and they teach you how to draw Disney characters (today we did Mickey and Goofy).  There's Turtle Talk with Crush and it's pretty impressive how they make the turtle interact with kids.  It's just a hidden gem and I love it.

Thoughts from today.
-Never wait in line longer than 20 minutes (unless it's the Midway Mania ride).  It's not worth it.  Get fast passes and play it smart.
-Take it easy.  We're here for 2 years!  Don't miss the little things.  Let the kids run around a bit (something you can't easily do a Disneyland because of lack of space).
-No matter how much food you bring to the park... you're always going to want that churro.  It's just something that's going to happen.

Grateful for a husband that makes me get out of the house and make memories.  I loved today.






Burbank

We've been in Burbank for almost 3 months now.  I still feel like we aren't quite settled, like we haven't quite hit our groove.  Maybe that's because I've decided I want to be more clean and organized but I'm naturally not a very tidy or organized person.  My battles are constantly with how dirty my house is (we've only been here for 3 months! How is it possible that the walls are dirty already?!?).  One morning I'll make the kids brush their teeth and do their hair before we leave the house and the next 3 mornings I'm throwing them out of the door to get Henry to school on time without any mention of dental hygiene.  Some evenings I've prepped dinner at noon and I've got a masterpiece waiting on the table as the hubs comes home from work.  More evenings I throw the kids at him as he walks in the door while I try to cook a meal in 15 minutes because it's already 6:30 and everyone is starving and it's just too hard to get water boiling when you're the only adult in the house with 3 monkeys hanging off you.

I use the term "throwing" my kids not literally.  In my head I want to literally throw them.  But I don't.  Just so you know.

MT loves the job.  And for some reason that's making a big difference for me.  During school he would often have to meet deadlines and stay in late working on projects or papers that he dreaded.  It always bummed me out.  Now that he's doing something he loves, learning, and making great connections I feel less mad when he's gone late.  Maybe it's just because it's a new situation.  Maybe 6 months down the road it'll be much harder when he's gone so much.  Or maybe it's because it's Disney.  If he was working for some other company I may be less inclined to let them work my husband for so long.  Maybe... but for now, its feelin good.

JH has started kindergarten and karate and is almost 6. He's learning to read.  He loves karate and it's helping him grow mentally and physically.  It's so fun to watch him.  I don't have him all the way figured out yet.  Sometimes, he is outgoing, talkative, and excited about everything.  Other times he's quite, reserved, and nervous about those around him.  I'm sure it's just him figuring out who he is but I wish he could always be confident in who he is and his abilities.  He often gets caught up in being the best or winning and all I want is for him to know how great I think he is.

KE is her own woman.  We enrolled her in a dance class to give her something to look forward to with all the changes.  She LOVES it.  She spends most of her days dressing up as a ballerina, making beds and carriages for babies, and watching netflix.  Not really my cup of tea but she's strong, opinionated, and likes food so we've got that to bond over.  I'm hoping maybe she'll try out karate or soccer when the time comes.  She is kind, thoughtful, and so creative.  I can't wait to see what she becomes.  I've got her figured out though.  All you have to do is compliment her and she'll do what you want... I'll need to alter her thinking at some point... but I'm too tired right now.  There's too much going on.  Maybe next month.

SR is officially running for baby of the family (not that he needs to).  The first 10 months of his life I spent most of my time explaining to people that he is the BEST baby ever.  I've had two other kids so I know.  But ever since he learned how to walk... I don't know how to finish this sentence.  I think he wants to kill me.  He is always running, throwing, jumping, ripping, hitting, retaliating, breaking, falling, smashing, screaming, crying, yelling, tackling, pushing, kicking, destroying... and I feel like I could go on but you get the point.  It's exhausting.  "Bippo" for hippo. "ouse" for micky mouse. "gulp gulp" for milk.  "BeeBee" for blanket.  "Are ers" for Star Wars.  He's also in the learning words phase so he wants to be understood but how am I supposed to know that grunting means he wants to watch Zootopia.  How am I supposed to know that "meer" means come here right now or I might lose my mind!  And even as I write the longest paragraph in this post about the difficulty of raising this kid... I can still say he is the sweetest kid I've ever met.  He often tries to feed his toys food.  He's my snuggle kid (and my other kids would hardly touch me at this age).  He runs to me if he get scared.  He smiles the most genuine smile to anyone he meets.  Waves to the garbage trucks that are constantly going up our street (seriously, it's like, every day).  I just love him so much.  I just also really want him to learn English and to stop giving me an ulcer.  

I don't know how to write the paragraph about me.  I'm tired.  I'm happy.  I love our new apartment.  It's old and squeaky and small but it's where I spend my days.  I've got the walls filled with pictures of fun times.  I signed up with the YMCA because they'll watch my kids for 2 hours while I work out.  I never work out for 2 hours but the thought of being able to is nice.  I'm trying to lose 3 babies worth of weight.  Starting with drinking more water, working out 5 days a week, eating smaller portions, and not eating past 8pm.  It's been a week... and I weigh the same.  So, that's going super great.  I guess I feel better though... so that's good, right?  right?  I need to find me here in Burbank.  At Stanford I had volleyball, part time jobs, and lots of friends.  I'll find me... it just might take a minute.

We have Disneyland.  And really, it is amazing to be able to go there.  We're finding the gems.  We're learning about the real detail that goes into the Disney name.  I feel happy when we are there... so we go often.  

My thoughts turned into a report unexpectedly... but at least I got something down.











Thursday, December 11, 2014

Pre- Newborn Post

If I'm being honest with you, I'm not scared to have this baby.  I know when I start feeling contractions again I'll have a freak out moment of "why would I put myself through this pain AGAIN".  But that kind of pain is temporary.

I am scared to have 3 kids.  As I near the end of this pregnancy, I'm realizing just how many shortcomings I have as a mother.  A lot of it, right now, has to do with how tired I am and how pathetic I feel.  But I'm going to be even more tired and more pathetic when this little guy gets here.  HOW IN THE WORLD AM I SUPPOSED TO RAISE 3 KIDS?!?  I grew up in a family of 6 kids... and I'm pretty sure my mom is either a wizard or has an identical twin sister.  HOW IN THE WORLD DID SHE DO IT?!?

I'm scared out of my mind but so excited.  We really felt like it was a good time to have another kid.  And I think Henry and Kate will bond even more with the arrival of this baby.  So, even though I cringe at the thought of more sleepless nights, those painful weeks of breastfeeding, diaper change after diaper change, and recovering from childbirth, I know it is going to be ok.  I am so lucky to be able to have 3 kids.  I can do it.  I can do hard things.  With the help of family, friends, and of course my Heavenly Father and Savior. 

For those of you that don't know, I'm in Arizona and I'm going to have the baby here (We're renting out our place in Cali).  It's nice to be surrounded by family, especially during the holidays.  There are some really nice perks when your husband is a student (4 week winter break!).  I'm due the 21st of December.  That means I have 10 days left.  But if you know my children... they like my womb.  So, I'm just planning on having this kid in 3 weeks. 

We spent Thanksgiving in Utah with the in-laws.  It snowed!  We love the snow.  It was so nice to see family, catch up, and get some date time with the hubby.  

Just thought I should write a little bit before I take the plunge into the 3 kid club.  Please pray for me!  Heaven knows I'm going to need it.  I'll post pictures when it happens :)


Sunday, October 5, 2014

Update of the last year?

Just kidding, I wouldn't do that to you guys.  How about our last trip we went on :)  Ok.  We always fly Southwest.  They have cheaper tickets, 2 free bags per person, and they usually let Henry say hi to the pilots.

We went to Arizona first for my sister, Ali's, wedding.  And guess what?  I only took 3 pictures.  Kicking myself now but it was a busy and fun week.  Something about seeing my dad sleep next to my son pulls at my heart strings.  Love these guys.

Grammy has a huge sink which makes a perfect little bathtub :)

These two leaving the reception... It makes me so happy to see my sister so happy.  It was a really great day to start off the rest of forever :)

Then we went to Cache Valley.  We went to Logan's Hero's sandwich shop.  I got the Rogers Sandwich!  It was actually pretty good :)

I got to meet my first niece, Eleanor, or "baby lella" as Kate says it.  She is probably the most well behaved and cutest little baby I've ever met.  

The boys went on a camping trip.  MT is exactly like his "Pa".  It's so fun to see them together.  Also, note how both MT and my father-in-law have iphone outlines on their pants.  Weirdos.

A photo from the camping trip :)  Sometimes I wonder what this little guy is going to be like when he grows up... and then I see pictures like this and I know he'll be just like his dad.  No shame in who he is, no sense of fashion, and incredibly funny!

A shot from my in-laws back yard.  Just makes me really really happy.

Meeting and holding baby Eleanor.  He was so enthralled with her and was so sweet.

This girl (Kate) was head over heals with baby Eleanor.  She loved her toes, fingers, nose, ears and eyes.  It was so precious to see her interact with her new cousin.  I have predictions they will be really great friends one day.

This is a little bit of a dream come true for me.  I want J Henry to love and appreciate his country/cowboy roots so badly.  He sat on the horse by himself while papa led him around.  I was one proud mom.

And this girl made it on for her first time too!  So much happy!

Waiting for the rain to fall :)

Tony Grove.  Beauty all around and the kids loved it.

Everyone was tuckered out.

Rides on the rhino!!!

JH loved it :)

Overall, Arizona and Utah were so much fun.  Thanks to families for making it a great time.  

Saturday, October 4, 2014

You know you are pregnant when...

  • people you don't even know-and even those you do- comment on your weight, size, and body shape without the slightest inclination of what they are actually saying.  (i.e. "You're getting big!"  "You're having a boy right?  I could tell because all the weight is in the front.")
  • you almost cry when you are talking to your daughter about not biting mom in the stomach... because it hurts.
  • Heart Freaking Burn- all the time.
  • that event you've had on your calendar for weeks and even updated the night before?  You miss it.  Why?  Because you forgot.
  • soda always sounds good.  Until after, when you get heart burn from it.
  • you become skilled at picking things up with your toes so you don't have to bend over.
  • you go from drinking water to almost peeing your pants in 2 minutes.
  • you are constantly trying not to throw up or gag.
  • tired is an understatement.
  • you're pretty sure your lung got readjusted by a roundhouse kick... because it's completely possible to readjust lungs people.
Don't worry, there are some good things too:
  • you don't have your period!
  • people generally try to be nicer to you (let you take their seats when there aren't any or offer to help lift things)
  •  you think you're saving money because you don't have to pay for birth control. (but actually you're spending more money on those ice cream bars)