It's random, lovely, full of misspelled words and terrible punctuation. It's about me, Erin, my family and friends, in real life. There's sugar but no sugar coating.
"Come what may, and love it!......Yet in spite of discouragement and adversity, those who are happiest seem to have a way of learning from difficult times, becoming stronger, wiser, and happier as a result." ~ Elder Joseph B. Wirthlin
Just wondering what kind of things your family does to stay consistent with family scripture reading. Also, what special things have you done or do you do if you have/had small children.
"When Satan truly wants to disrupt the work of the Lord, he attacks God's plan for His children. He works to drive a wedge of disharmony between a father and mother. He entices children to be disobedient to their parents. He makes family home evening and family prayer inconvenient. He suggests family scripture study is impractical. That's all it takes, because Satan knows that the surest and most effective way to disrupt the Lord's work is to diminish the effectiveness of the family and the sanctity of the home. " -Elder M. Russell Ballard
I've been away from Texas so long.
My accent is gone but everyone there still has one
including my mother who is in denial. :)
It's true that I didn't even know that "fixin'" (as in "I'm fixin' to go to the store")
wasn't even a real word until I was 18.
Here's some good ol' Texas fun.
Memaw sharing oreos.
Noah and Asher were wrestling. They were laughing and it was too cute.
The birthday party for the adults. From left to right: Mom, brother Josh (holding nephew Anson), brother-in-law Sam (aka the one armed man), Aunt Janna, My sister Melissa (the witch doctor) holding Noah, two kids below Kamin and Analise (Nephew and Niece)
Noah fell asleep in the car.
The birthday cake.
My sister the witch doctor (that's what Heath calls her anyway)
Noah is uncle Jon's UFC stuff.
These are 3 of my siblings. Matt, we missed you. We are all laughing because Noah gave my mom (taking the photo) a swift punch to the guts right before. From left to right: Josh, me, Melissa, Jonathan.
We made it home. He gave me flowers. Gerber daisies, some favorites.:) He does love me. Things smelled different when we got here. More like a man but still like burned wood. It is good to be back but those we left are missed. We fed the horses across the street old carrots. My hands smelled like horse My shoes were muddy. It's home and I like it. I love my family in Texas. The words thank you just do not express enough the gratitude for those who care about us so much. I'm so blessed, so blessed.
The last of the reflexologist appointments was today.
Asher didn't throw up this time and he seemed to be in less pain.
I got a hair cut and Heath made me promise to post a picture and blog today.
Here you go.
This is a borrowed princess umbrella. It was not raining.
We had an unbirthday party. It was no ones birthday but everyones party. We had balloons, hats, blowers, presents, and cupcakes.
Analise and Asher
6 teeth and counting
Asher has picked up a few words. "up" he says when he climbing the stairs and "eat".
Today is my mother's birthday.
I love my mom more than most other people love their mothers (I'm pretty sure)
She is kind and loving and is the best example of charity.
She does everything in her power to do what she can for other people.
She's a thinker and loves to find inspiring quotes especially if she thinks they will inspire someone in need.
She loves her children.
She works full time during the week and on the weekends takes care of my grandfather whose health is very poor. He loves her, too.
She has sacrificed without complaint.
She has loved without judgement.
She has served without question.
She has fasted for my baby
She and my father pray for our little family by name EVERYDAY.
I'm glad I get to be here with my mother on her birthday.
We are in Texas. Well, me, Asher, and Noah that is.
We have had our Blue Bell ice cream, some warm weather, and 2 visits to the reflexologist.
In the beginning things were great.
After the first visit he was swallowing better.
Yes, I said swallowing. He puts food in his mouth, chews it, and swallows.
It's great. He has been eating pancakes, waffles, pizza, lasagna, and other stuff.
Only at the next visit she told me to switch to coconut milk and almond milk and to really simplify his diet.
Having him eat one fruit and vegetable and waiting 3 days and adding another.
This is suppose to help the lining of his stomach.
Well, the kid is not fond of the coconut milk and won't drink it.
I'm trying to do what this lady says but he's not having it.
I don't know why it's stressing me out so.
I think it's because I have tried so many things and what this lady is saying is making since to me
but it's not working out.
I told my mother to take him for a week and get him to eat the way he's "suppose to" and bring him back.
I didn't really mean it but it's hard sometimes.
I'm just about done trying to "fix" him.
I like reflexology and I think nutrition has a lot to do with our well being.
This is how I'm feeling today.
I've decided I don't like the new Star Wars movies and that the way Yota talks is just annoying.
Sorry, this post is sounding a little depressing
skip it if you want.
no hurt feelings.
If I didn't love that kid so much this would be a lot easier:)
He's a Grad student. He makes pots. He likes hunting and hanging out with his boys. You can visit his blog at www.checkoutmyblogatmyblog.blogspot.com (or click the picture).
"We artist are indestructible, even in a prison cell or a concentration camp I would be almighty in my own world of art. Even if I had to paint my pictures with my wet tongue on the dusty floor of my cell." - Pablo Picasso
Asher helps me develop faith. He has a nerve injury on his right arm. He also has trouble gaining weight. He sees an occupational therapist 2 times a week. He is sweet and shy but has a funny personality.
this is our story.
i called him. he said yes. he kissed me. i said, "i love you." he said, "i like you twelve." (that equals i love you.) he said "will you?" i said, "yes". we got married. he started school. we had noah. i became a mom. he became an artist. we moved to pa. he became a grad student. then came asher and i became the mom of 2. we moved back to utah. he became a teacher. me? the mom of three. we are happy. we are blessed.
Children are made readers on the laps of their parents. - Emily Buchwald