Life at the Nelsons

One Last Afternoon in Nauvoo

2011-10-30T19:40:00.000-07:00

It was time to head for home, but we all wanted just a few more hours in Nauvoo. We decided to visit some of the historic places we'd skimmed over on the first day.

Nauvoo was so beautiful. We'd heard that it had been unbelievably hot for weeks. But this day was perfect. There was a little breeze and I kept having to pinch myself realizing that I was walking down this street in Nauvoo with my children and grandchildren together. It was so great!

We loved the unusual flowers and bugs.

There's a bug on this tree. I'm not sure who spotted it--probably Marielle. But we all gathered around to see.

We came to this great little "hands on" area. The kids got to dress up in Nauvoo clothes and have free run of all the implements and equipment that kept Nauvoo houses running.

Sam rides a sheep

Sadie and Sam take care of the sheep while Audrey finishes the laundry

As soon as we arrived and Andy saw the bin full of pioneer dresses, she said, "Ruth is never going to leave this spot. She is going to try on every dress." It was true. The other kids ran from activity to activity while Ruth stuck by the dress bin and admired all the little details. So cute.

Sadie found a table just her size.

Peter looked so much like an authentic Nauvoo boy.

Audry and Peter--the homesteaders

Audry, Peter, Eric and Sam

Eric checks out the water supply

Sadie

But the

re was also plenty for the adults to do. We put together some pretty good competitions. I can't remember who the winners were, but I remember Brian was pretty impressive overall.

Eric and Andy compete at the "pull the bear up the rope" game. It was close.

After a great stilt race (that it looks like maybe Nick might have won) it was on to the hoop run.

Again, Nick seems to have a good lead, but I think it was Brian who made a run at the end.

Round two was more exciting since everyone had the hang of it now.

Brian loses his crown to Seth. I love that form!

The Wedding Reception

2011-10-30T17:06:00.000-07:00

We loved the reception at Gavin's house. It was for family and closest friends and everything--the food, the decorations, the activities, the whole feeling was so nice. There was a big dance floor in the center of the tent.

When things were winding up, Kristen changed into this cute little dress--with Natalie (as usual) helping with the finishing touches. She played some songs for us before she and Gavin headed away on their honeymoon.

Carthage Jail

2011-10-30T16:57:00.000-07:00

Following the wedding, our family made the pilgrimage to Gavin's home--about 3 hours away. Let me just insert at this point, that Gavin's family was just wonderful. They anticipated our every need and did so many thoughtful things to make our trip enjoyable. Cheryl (Gavin's mother) bought little dresses for every grand daughter. They planned and hosted the groom's dinner and had wonderful boxed lunches ready for us to take in our cars as we drove to the reception. They arranged for our hotel rooms that night--(excellent hotel rooms) and would not be dissuaded from paying for them. They put on the loveliest reception possible. We were so impressed and we started to understand how Gavin turned out to be the thoughtful and warm person that he is.

So...back to the story...

On the way to the reception, we went right through Carthage. With only about an hour to spare, we couldn't pass up the opportunity to visit Carthage Jail.

It was a beautiful day and really an unexpected experience to find ourselves at Carthage Jail with our entire family (except Kristen and Gavin and Natalie's boys.) We were able to take the tour together. We had just driven from Nauvoo--following the same route that Joseph and Hyrum did. It was so vivid to be here, especially after being in Nauvoo and in the temple--to feel the reality of the martyrdom and the loss it must have been to the saints.

Brian and Marielle examined the walls--two feet thick of the upper part of the jail.

This cell was reserved for the worst criminals. The jailers did not want Joseph and Hyrum and the others to be here so they were given a more comfortable bedroom.

This is the comfortable room where Joseph and the rest were allowed to stay. They were on the second floor and it was from one of these windows, that Joseph fell after being shot.

This bullet hole in the door was made by the bullet that hit Hyrum while he was trying to hold the door against the mob.

Natalie and Kevin had flown out to Illinois with Adam and would have to leave early in the morning. It was a lot of driving for them since they were flying out of Chicago. But they were great sports and it was wonderful to be here in Carthage with them.

The Wedding Day

2011-10-30T16:32:00.000-07:00

After our walk, the house flew into activity. Breakfast and showers and most of all, getting the bride ready for the day.

Kristen and I had to be there about an hour early so we left everyone to pack and load and dress the children and hopefully make it to the temple on time. I was so relieved when I saw Bruce.

Kristen was a beautiful bride. The ceremony was perfect. All of our endowed children were there as well as Susan and J.A., the Mecham's and Gavin's family. The sealer was actually a relative of ours and he did such a wonderful job. What a perfect sealing.

Meeting Up

2011-10-30T16:16:00.000-07:00

I didn't know much about the Nauvoo temple before this trip. As I read about it, I wanted very much to do an endowment session. At first it looked like only Kristen and Gavin would be in town in time to be there with us, but one by one, each couple arranged and adjusted their schedule (and made great sacrifice of sleep) to make it by 4:00. Gavin's parents were also there and we met them for the first time. Also, we were surprised and delighted to see our good friends Greg and Cathy Mecham. Mikelle, Abbie, Seth, Brian and Marielle took care of all the grandchildren outside and we got to experience the beauty of an endowment session in the Nauvoo temple. I loved the rooms with their exquisite murals, the spiral staircases, the polished woodwork. I loved our small session--mostly just us. I found myself looking around the room continually at my loved ones and just marveling that we were all here in Nauvoo in the temple together.
After our session, we rejoined our families waiting outside.

And then hurried over to the Zion's Mercantile for a dinner of sandwiches, salads, lemonade and cookies. Afterward, we went around the room and shared our memories and advice. I can't remember very many of the gems of wisdom shared that night, but I remember Greg Mecham encouraging them to enjoy every stage and not miss the now because they're looking forward to something better in the future. I liked that. I've thought of it many times since then. All the family had warm memories of Kristen.

It had been a long, happy day. Time for bed. All of our family stayed in a historical (if somewhat creepy) old house called the Daugherty Mansion. Every family had a bedroom and there was a fully furnished kitchen, dining room and parlor. Only the bathrooms left something to be desired.

Kristen and I got up early in the morning and took a walk to the river. We were staying in a little town called Keokuk--about 15 minutes from Nauvoo and it was what you might call a "has been" town. It might have been something in its day--but its day had passed. We walked along the streets lined with dilapidated mansions and talked. Once again, I experienced that bitter sweet feeling of something ending and something beginning. Just like with Marlee, I was flooded with memories--little moments. I remembered the day a few years before when we walked down to the mailbox as we had every day and there finally, was the big envelope from Salt Lake--her mission call. I'm not sure why but we both started running and we didn't stop til we got to the middle of the alfalfa field across the street. We knelt down and she started to open it. I remember the sun shining behind her and the beautiful day that it was. She opened the letter and started to read, murmuring the words until she got to the one every perspective missionary wants to find--the one that identifies the adventure ahead. For Kristen, it was "Finland".

This morning felt similar--all sorts of unknown adventures ahead for Kristen.

Nauvoo

2011-10-07T20:59:00.000-07:00

With Marlee's wedding behind us, we were settling in for a quiet and boring summer when Kristen saved the day with an announcement. "I'm getting married!.....in August!!.......in Nauvoo!!!!

Wow!

I wasn't sure if all the family could swing another big trip so soon but I needn't have worried. No one was going to miss this wonderful event.....so the plans were made, the announcements created, the tickets booked. the lodgings arranged and finally the day!

So that all the younger kids could come, we decided to drive and we decided that a 24 hour marathon drive-a-rama would be the best way to do it.
Washington
                     Idaho
                                Montana (every bit of it)
                                                                      South Dakota (all)
                                                                                            Iowa...and finally
                                                                                                                        Illinois

We had our first look at the mighty Mississippi! And within just a few minutes....

We were completely taken aback by the size and beauty of the Nauvoo Temple. We couldn't wait to get out of the car and start exploring this "City Beautiful" that was such a significant part of our history. We were also anxious to connect with Marlee and Luke who we knew were in town. And they had Mikelle and Abbie with them!

We found them at the visitor's center and just in time for the last wagon ride of the day.

Our family managed to fill up a whole wagon--and it wasn't even half of us.

Our guide showed us where the saints had crossed the Mississippi when they were forced to leave Nauvoo. And we saw the homes of Joseph Smith, Brigham Young, John Taylor and our own ancestor Nathaniel Ashby.

The most poignant moment was when we paused on the road that led out of Nauvoo and looked back over our shoulder at the beautiful temple on the distant hill. With the Mississippi before us and the temple behind us, we felt a portion of the sorrow and loss the early saints must have felt as they left this peaceful, orderly little city they had created.

After our wagon ride, we performed a time honored ritual. It seems that the early pioneers were so grateful for their oxen and the good service they gave, that they always brushed them and fed them and gave them a kiss at the end of the day. OK, so oxen hadn't actually pulled our wagon but we appreciated them just the same.

A Few Pictures of Grandchildren

2011-10-07T18:32:00.000-07:00

Ruth and May (with Mikelle)

Ruthie Nelson and Austin Larson

Adam Larson

Julia Jane

Austin Larson

Eric Nelson

Ruthie Nelson

Audrey Nelson

Sadie Nelson

Look at these children. It's October now and months have passed since they were playing all around me. I look at them and think of the line from "The Selfish Giant" (after he saw the light that is):
'I have many beautiful flowers,' he said; 'but the children are the most beautiful flowers of all.'
I love it when they're here. Audrey, Eric, Sam and Julia are in Texas. Jack, Taylor, Noah, Austin and Adam are in Utah. Ruth, Sadie and May are in Georgia.

And since we're talking about grandchildren, this might be a good time to insert this recently acquired treasure of a picture from Marlee's wedding:

See what I mean? The most beautiful flowers of all.

One man went to mow...went to mow the meadow

2011-10-06T00:46:00.000-07:00

It was an excessively hot day for mowing. But Nick was determined to carve a soccer field out of the gopher infested pasture that runs along our woods. With only a humble everyday type mower, he set out---man against nature. No one doubted for a minute he would do it. This is the man who ran an internet cable under fifty feet of frozen ground, who led out in the housepainting project and installed the firepit. There would be a soccer field. And so when the joyful cry was heard, "It's done!" there was no surprise--just a general scramble for cleats and tennis shoes and a quick formation of teams. If the gopher holes were a problem, no one complained. It just seemed good to play soccer on a field of our own making.

I'll Dance at Your Wedding

2011-10-06T00:29:00.000-07:00

Marlee and Luke's Reception

2011-10-06T00:24:00.000-07:00

It was a perfect evening. There were a few last minute disasters but we've come to expect them. So many of our favorite people were there to celebrate with us. Marlee and Luke looked like the bride and groom that you might find on top of a wedding cake--very Barbie and Ken.

I remember looking over at Marlee and getting that little shiver. I've felt it before and it feels like something that only a mother can know--and in my head there is a little running slide show of Marlee with the slides in no particular order and of not necessarily significant moments. They are just our life up til now. I realize then that the shiver marks the end of something...and the beginning of something all at once. It's a feeling of loss overshadowed by joy. It's a singular experience.

Everybody's geddin' ready for the weddin'!

2011-10-05T23:55:00.000-07:00

We tried not to think about the wedding reception until the day of. I didn't want to spend our whole week getting ready for it. But wow did this family ever spring into action when the bugle sounded! Everywhere you looked, there was a flurry of activity. What is not shown here is the 300 crepes that Kristen was making in the kitchen or the incredible raising of the deck by Kevin. That's right, he raised it, straightened it and painted it. That act alone earned him my undying devotion forever. I think of him every single time I walk by that deck. And take a look at Gavin--trimming, weeding, mowing, hauling and minding the children. It's his vacation! What a guy.

When the Relatives Came

2011-10-05T23:39:00.000-07:00

Just a few more pictures of the fun and chaos. Look at May. Isn't she the cutest thing? Celestial faces every where you look! One time Nick and I mused about building a huge family compound out here. It would be circular in the center--a nice common area where we would all eat and play together. But then each family would have its own wing extending out from the circle. They could have privacy and family time once in a while...if they needed that sort of thing. Great idea huh? I know. It's ridiculous...but I still dream about it sometimes. All you have to do is look at May and you'll understand why.

The Family Gathers Once Again

2011-10-05T23:18:00.000-07:00

After Marlee's wedding in Utah, the family migrated to Washington to spend a happy week together
enjoying all the time-tested pleasures. We got to spend some time with our newest little grand-daughter Julia Jane Nelson who we had met for the first time in Utah. She is the softest sweetest little pearl. We loved her. There is no way really to describe how much I love this family, every one. To see them all together is almost painful it's so great.

Monday Nights with Betty Kaiser

2011-10-05T23:08:00.000-07:00

For the past several months, we've spent all of our family home evenings with Betty. We love how she greets us every week with hugs and kisses. She loves us to sing so we always have an opening and closing song. But the lessons have varied. Some of our favorites are the ones Betty has come up with and planned and refined all through the week. She spends a lot of time thinking about the kids--what they'd like to know and what they need to know--and sifting through her library for just the right stories. Peter loves her red book of poetry. It doesn't matter one bit to him that she forgets which ones he's already heard. Those have become his favorites--The Touch of the Master's Hand, Mr. Nobody, The World is Mine, The Gingham Dog and the Calico Cat. We've heard a lot of stories about Lowell--his integrity and his generosity and we know all about Betty's childhood and young adulthood--the choices she made that made all the difference. We hear a lot about her children and grandchildren--her treasures. Betty is full of gratitude--for her happy life with Lowell and their children, for Anita and all she does for her, for her neighbors, for the gospel, for our ward--especially the youth and even for us--just for coming to be loved and taught every week by her.

Peter's Helping Hands

2011-10-05T22:46:00.000-07:00

Peter came up with a great idea for the "invention convention"...helping hands! These nifty little gloves practically do the work for you. They dust and polish and scrub and sand. Peter did a great sell job. Unfortunately, he was not the only one with this particular invention. There were at least five others! That's how it goes, I guess. You gotta run to the patent office and be waiting when it opens when you have an idea this hot.

Before and After

2011-10-05T22:38:00.000-07:00

Talent Show

2011-10-05T22:19:00.000-07:00

Before we stray too far into the summer, I have to capture some of the highlights of the end of the school year. This is definitely one of them. Marielle performed for her whole school and a lot of parents. She sang and played the guitar. These pictures fail to capture the magic. She was so great! Completely poised and confident. The best part is that she did it with no help. She taught herself to play, learned the song and practiced it to perfection. We were proud as could be. Well done Marielle.

Friends for Life

2011-10-05T21:36:00.000-07:00

There were a lot of great moments on this trip, but I think the one that cinched it--that pretty much sealed the deal that we'd be friends for life--is that moment when we were playing True Colors and someone...someone who does not appear in the picture below....made a historic statement which will never be uttered by any of us. It was not inappropriate or anything. It was just one of those things that immediately bonded us into a pact of silence. We laughed for five full minutes. Then it was back to the game, the mint brownies and finally the hot tub.

Book Club

2011-10-05T18:52:00.000-07:00

Can I just say that everyone on this earth would be a little better off if they had a book club? Ours has gotten slightly out of hand. It started out just a once a month book discussion with some light refreshments. Then Christie made dinner one time. It was this fabulous Mulligatawny Soup with strawberry pie for dessert. We were discussing The Life of Pi so I think the soup from India and the "pie" were her playful way of tying into the book. Well we were all off and running from there. Dinner became the focal point and we started sharing our lives more. But for the record, we didn't decrease our book time. We stayed faithful to our mandate--literary enrichment. But the evening stretched from 2 to 4 to 5 hours. Finally we agreed that a trip was in order. That explains the title of this post. No books in sight--just the book club.

The 30th Annual Nelson Family Easter Egg Hunt

2011-05-08T08:08:00.000-07:00

The Man Campout

2011-05-07T21:54:00.000-07:00

I'm not sure who first thought of the idea of the camping trip. The boys realized that by some stroke of luck, they all had a day off from school. Seth's schedule at Eastern finally matched up with the rest. They began to make plans. Unfortunately, Bruce had to work so it would just be Seth, Brian and Peter. With foil dinners and fishing gear, they headed north with only a general idea of where they were going.

They found a beautiful campsite and set up Peter's tent. It turned out that it was just barely big enough for three. Peter said, "I wasn't one bit cold. We were just all cuddled up in there." I think he was referring to the fact that it was an extremely tight fit.

They wisely prepared for rain. At about 2:00 am, it came. But they were dry and warm.

They caught twelve beautiful fish. The trip turned out to be a success in every way.
They hiked and played and ate and even read a chapter around the campfire at night. They must have had plenty of food because they didn't cook their foil dinners til they got home the next day.

Look at those trout! They're in the fridge right now--a promising feast.

Pinewood Derby

2011-05-01T17:04:00.000-07:00

In the delivery room, minutes after Peter was born, Bruce sighed, "wow...another pinewood derby." And here we are nine years later at Peter's second and almost last Pinewood Derby. One more to go. Last year, our performance was fairly mediocre. The derby before that was even worse. Bruce was out of town and Brian and I cobbled together an embarrassing entry. (The wheel fell off in the second race.) This year I encouraged Bruce to pull out all that knowledge and experience that he has gleaned over the years. It paid off.

Brian came up with the idea of "The Black Mamba"--the world's fastest and deadliest snake.

Sincd the car pulled slightly to the right, Bruce gave Peter a tutorial on how to place it on the track to compensate. Peter took the task very seriously. He never lost a race.

It was fun to win the blue ribbon.

But I really think the best part of the whole thing was the night before, when they stayed up til 2:00 am polishing axles and whatever else they do to make cars fast. (I'll never learn those secrets because I go to bed at 10.) I heard they made a trip to Yokes at 1:30 to weigh it on the deli scale. Now I'm not sure, but I'm guessing that when Peter's old, that's the part of this he'll remember. I hope so.

Welcoming Baby Adam

2011-05-01T16:43:00.000-07:00

Adam Baby is my twelvth grandchild. He's so perfectly beautiful. It is always a great experience for me to visit my children and watch then incorporate a new baby into their family. Adam was a natural fit with five curious and adoring brothers who had no reservations about moving over and making room for one more.

Just look at that face!

I love how oblivious babies are of all the kisses and attention. It must feel completely natural to them--like an extension of the atmosphere they just left.

On Sunday afternoon, Natalie put in Scripture Scouts and the boys settled down to listen. It brought back memories. It's hard to believe that Skyler and Sue are probably in their thirties now.

Kevin is so great. His patience and capabilities have steadily increased to meet the demands of all these boys. I love to see him talk to them and enjoy them. Natalie is just amazing. It's pretty intense and never-ending but she has stepped up to the task. The boys are good friends and so nice. They love their mother. One day, Natalie and I were sitting on the couch talking and Noah came upstairs so excited to tell his mom that he found a little part of a toy that had been lost. I just laughed that he would climb all the way up all those stairs to share the joyful news. Natalie was duely excited about the discovery. So many pulls on her time and attention. So equal to it all.

One Fine Day

2010-06-20T19:19:00.000-07:00

On the last day of Nick and Marlee's visit, we spent a sunny, beautiful day at Manito Park. I made home-made hamburger buns (just like my mom used to make) and Marlee raced to the store to get all the ingredients for the "best pasta salad on earth". Marielle made cream filled cupcakes and Andy brought a salad made from garden-fresh lettuce. The food was divine.

After lunch, we played soccer--Bruce, Brian and Seth against Nick, Eric and I. Unfortunately, I proved to be too great a liability for our team to overcome. We lost by one. Those park benches were the goals and the ball had to roll through the little triangle at the bottom. There were some impressive moments.

This is our family watching a family of ducks. (Maybe they were watching us!)

Sadie almost touched this one.

After the ducks, we walked up the hill to our favorite gardens. The day was so bright with just a little breeze--the kind of day where you're aware almost constantly how perfect it....Nick and I played a walking game of Oh Heck as we went. He beat me but it was good. He's so great.

We capped the day off with a baseball game. What a great time! Marlee is really the one that amazed me the most. She was our pitcher and wow! She was a dead-eye at throwing across the plate and also incredible at catching the long screaming throws from the outfield. She tells us she's been playing a lot of catch in her spare time

A Great Day

2010-06-20T16:19:00.000-07:00

The day of our graduation party dawned glorious. While I was upstairs working on food and such, the boys secretly attacked our biggest and longest standing landscaping issue--the retaining wall that had collapsed by the patio. This project took hours.

Their efforts were all the more impressive because they were the guests of honor. We should have been insuring that they had a cushy, relaxing day. But you can't keep good men down. And our wall is now a thing of beauty.

With the wall complete and all the rest in place, the party began. It couldn't have been a prettier or more pleasant evening. Our closest friends in the ward came and Andy's family. It was a great crowd.

We made a special video in honor or Nick and Eric. What great sons they are. We're so proud of their accomplishments. They have the best possible wives and the brightest of children.

After dinner, while the women chatted, the men headed for the field for some shooting. Don't you love that grass? It was the golden hour.

Eric's Graduation

2010-06-18T13:35:00.000-07:00

Eric graduated with the highest honors from Eastern Washinton University--Suma Cum Laude
Andy was such an amazing support. Together, they managed apartments to pay the bills and they're coming away with three beautiful little girls. They're off to Law School at the University of Georgia.

Brian's Eighth Grade Recognition

2010-06-18T13:21:00.000-07:00

Brian surprised us all (especially himself) by winning an art award at the recognition ceremony.

Isn't he just so cute? He's going to be the tallest Neslon boy, we predict. He already wears a size 11 shoe and he eats 2 boxes of cereal a day--besides his regular meals. Seth's a pretty good sport about Brian passing him up in height.

One Lovely Sunday Evening

2010-06-18T13:15:00.000-07:00

This is why we live here.

Planting the Garden

2010-06-18T13:08:00.000-07:00

Between rain storms, we hurried to get our garden in. It's been the wettest spring in history. The woods have never been greener, the lawn has never been prettier, but without sunshine, I'm a little worried about our garden.

Bruce planted 26 tomato plants! We like tomatoes.

The boys oversaw the corn crop as usual. Marielle helped me plant all the greens and then she and Peter put in the beans. The boys made lovely little squash and cucumber mounds. I hope we have some nice little "after" pictures in August.

The Fifth Grade Talent Show

2010-06-18T13:01:00.000-07:00

About a month ago, Marielle started thinking about singing for the talent show. Her dream was to have Eric come and join her and play the guitar. We were all surprised at how well their voices blended. They sang "Acres of Clams".

OK, so everybody got a trophy. But if there were such a thing a "first place" they'd have it.

Memorial Day

2010-06-18T12:53:00.000-07:00

This may be one of my favorite days of the year. It's turned into a true tradition--a day of remembering and treasuring our family--wherever they are. The crowd keeps changing, the children getting taller, the numbers of descendents swelling, new faces here, old faces gone. It's a powerful day--rain or shine.

The highlight of the day for me was Rick's prayer and his comments. I love that guy. He's mean and wicked and won't come to my parties, but he's part of my stability in life. We share roots. I so hope he outlives me.

And, of course, there's the breakfast at Golden Corral

Peter Turns Nine

2010-06-18T12:34:00.000-07:00

Birthdays around here usually start with breakfast in bed. I had been up since about 5:00, studying and puttering and trying to time things just right so Peter would get breakfast right when he woke up. At about 6:00, I heard my bedroom door open and his loud whisper, "Mom! I don't think I can wait any longer. I've been awake for hours!" Isn't it funny how your mind just jolts awake when it realizes it's your birthday? I remember that unique anticipation. It's always a challenge to live up to those dreams.

Fortunately, Eric and Andy hit the ball out of the park with their gift--a BB Gun! Peter didn't see that one coming at all! Wow.

He had definite ideas for his cake--oreos, pudding and worms.
The day was everything he hoped it would be.

Sunday Evening Walk

2010-06-18T12:23:00.000-07:00

In the evening, we took a walk to the beautiful and historic UVA campus. We got caught in a mighty rain storm but we waited it out on the stage where the graduation ceremony had been held. The clouds parted and we walked home.

Nick's Swing

2010-06-18T12:16:00.000-07:00

Last fall when I came to visit, Nick mentioned his little ambition (besides getting through Law School) to build a swing for his kids. The tree he had in mind to hang it from was sooo tall and inaccessible that I laughed at the idea. But, well, see for yourselves. Will Audrey and Eric ever forget this swing? Everyone watching them yelled "Hang on tight!" every time they flew by. They were fearless little pros.

Nick's Graduation

2010-06-18T12:03:00.000-07:00

We spent a wonderful few days in Virginia. We were able to fly out for Nick's graduation from Law School. It was a proud day for us. The weather was ominous and throughout the ceremony, we could smell rain and hear thunder, but the drops didn't start falling til we were home.

What an accomplishment--for both Nick and Nadine. They made it look so easy! But they're finished now--both with degrees and with three wonderful children (so far). Now we all get to sit back and watch their life unfold.

Where I go running

2010-03-05T15:53:00.000-08:00

One of my great keys to happiness, is regularly running on this road. It winds over hills and across meadows and along ridges. It has beautiful views and occasional wildlife.

Near the end of the run, I come to this beautiful place--made all the more beautiful by the fact that from here on out, it's downhill all the way. Keep in mind, that this is the ugliest time of year. In just a few weeks, the grass will be green and the vegetation lush--wild roses, purple and yellow flowers, everything leafed out. I love this place.

New Beginnings

2010-03-05T15:46:00.000-08:00

I was in charge fo the skit for New Beginnings. We decided to base our skit on finding "value"-able treasure inside a cave. I chose 8 birls to star in the skit. Each one had to paint a rock in her value color. I should mention here, that Bruce and I had to drive to the top of a very high mountain to get all of these perfect rocks. He is the best sport of any man around.

For the skit, the 8 girls each introduced one of the new Beehives that will be coming in this year. Note Marielle. Can you believe she's big enough for Young Womens--actually she has about 4 months. We'll have to have some serious lessons in grooming--she could not care less about it now.

Don't you love this cave? I learned the art of cardboard rocks.

Each of my girls, displayed the rock they "found" in the cave and talked about their value.
It was very well done. I love my young women!

Meeting a New Baby Goat

2010-03-05T15:28:00.000-08:00

Our friends the Feltus's got a new little goat--only 5 days old. They agreed to let us come over for a visit.

Sadie wasn't the least bit nervous.

Bruce--with his usual flare for animal handling, checked him out all over.
We especially loved his little knobby legs with all their joints and his smooth perfect little hooves.

Ruth walked all around the farm. There were sheep, chickens, ducks, horses large and small, and best of all--the goat.

A Very Wonderful Visit

2010-02-21T15:18:00.000-08:00

What a great weekend. Kristen, Marlee and Mikelle made the long journey home for President's Day weekend. They each brought a "friend" with them. Lucky for them, we loved their friends.

As a joke, Bruce and I planted books about marriage around the house. We thought it would be funny since everyone keeps giving Mikelle and Clark a hard time about it. Obviously, they have a sense of humor about the whole thing. (Or is it possible they were getting a few pointers?)

A long Sunday afternoon. Marlee read us some of the tricks for "Attracting, Catching and Keeping a Mate"
A good time was had by all. We especially liked the idea of dressing in black and white and walking a dalmation by a fire department. That was a sure attention-getter.

Mikelle told Clark that he'd know I liked him if I made him "The Breakfast".
So....I like him.
Mikelle seems to like him too.

Marlee and Victor deal out for our final "Oh Heck" game of the trip. Each of the visiting men--Clark, Victor and Gavin won one of our games. That's good news for all of us. "Oh Heck" is our litmus test for native intelligence. They all passed and are on to the next round.

Time Waits for No Man

2010-02-21T15:01:00.000-08:00

On February 2 (Groundhog Day) our dad turned 54. We didn't get to celebrate until nearly 9:00. It was a very busy day.

He was surrounded by most of his favorite people.

Fortunately, after a long, eventful year, he still had the lung capacity to blow out all of his candles.
The German Chocolate cake was top-notch.

Look at all those dishes he washed in the background. He washed them while we were at the church. Such a good soldier--even on his birthday.

Our New Dog Millie

2010-02-21T14:48:00.000-08:00

We recently acquired this homely dog. We found her on Craig's List and agreed to try her out for one week.

She panted all the time and had a strange habit of going into slow-motion every now and then. We were pretty sure we weren't going to keep her. But we decided to reserve judgement til the week was up.

Gradually, she weasled her way in to our hearts. We all started to like her.

Three weeks later, here she is....all settled in. Oh that Millie. We love her so.

The Tea Party

2010-01-19T09:19:00.000-08:00

A visit wouldn't be complete without a tea party. I love getting it ready. And the kids always treat the tea party dishes with great care and respect. They are very polite. What a great tradition it's turned out to be.

Sam

2010-01-19T09:13:00.000-08:00

Audrey loves Sam! She is such a good big sister to him. He loves her too.

I love these rosey cheeked pictures. Sam had been out ice-skating with his family.

More of Christmas

2010-01-19T08:52:00.000-08:00

Nadine and Audrey and Sam

I examine the wonderful book about Aesop that Mikelle gave me. I love it.

What a cute little family on Christmas day.

Andy and Ruth dress up for a tea party.

Christmas Day, in the Morning!

2010-01-19T08:42:00.000-08:00

Eveyone lines up at the bottom of the stairs and waits for the signal that Santa has come and it's time to come and see.

How many people and Christmas presents can be crammed into one small living room?

The Nativity

2010-01-19T08:30:00.000-08:00

Following the buffet, everyone digs through the bin to choose this year's costume. Ruthie will be an angel.

Kristen, a shepherd.

...and Sadie

Audrey is Mary. Peter is Joseph.

2010-01-19T08:26:00.000-08:00

Mary and Joseph marvel at their new baby Jesus (Sam)

Angel Ruthie, appears to the shepherds (Mikelle, Kristen and Sadie) and to Marielle, the sheep.

Everyone arrives to worship the baby.

Jack and Taylor (the wisemen) arrive from the East

The Halls Were Decked!

2010-01-19T08:01:00.000-08:00

The baking was done!

The table was filled!

There was nothing left to do but put on pajamas. Everyone waited to receive their pair.

And my favorite moment of all! That moment when everyone emerges and discovers that they are dressed like everyone else. It's very bonding. It makes the measuring and cutting and sewing all worthwhile.

Our Best Day So Far

2009-12-13T10:17:00.000-08:00

We spent a wonderful morning helping Betty Kaiser to decorate her house. It involved carrying in all the trimmings from her very tidy shop and then setting them up. We got to look at some of Lowell's treasures out there--his unfinished wood projects, his 24 karat gold- plated tool set given him from Chrysler for his years of hard work and integrity, his perfectly organized workplace. The morning was sprinkled with stories of Lowell.

Once all the decorations were carried in, we paused for some more stories. Betty really recognizes the many ways the Lord has taken care of her family through the years. It makes me more aware of the small miracles in our own family.

2009-12-13T10:05:00.000-08:00

Our morning ended with singing. Betty loves Bruce--really everything about him. I think one of her favorite things on earth is to hear him sing. We all joined in on a few.

I can't describe how much I've loved this Christmas. We haven't spent a single day shopping. We plan to wait until the last minute, see how things turn out with Bruce's prospective job, and then buy a few things accordingly. Our children understand and are fine with it. Normally, I think I'd be sad about the situation, but this year I've felt complete peace. It's been all about people--our loved ones coming, little simple opportunities to serve, stories every night together. Finally, after all these years of trying to capture that illusive Christmas spirit, I've discovered it.

Christmas is Coming!

2009-12-04T09:32:00.000-08:00

The tree is trimmed, the halls are decked. Now we have to wait. I've never been more excited to see everyone.

Did I mention that we painted the kitchen? It's so pretty and it really adds to all the Christmas things. The problem of course is that I want to keep painting and painting now and never stop til every room is done.

Thanksgiving

2009-12-04T09:22:00.000-08:00

Thanksgiving would have been a lonely thing around here if not for Mikelle. She breezed into town for a few days and made us all happy. Dinner was divine. Brian and Mikelle made the pumpkin pie entirely alone! And it was perfect. The boys were a bit sore after a very rugged Turkey Bowl, but aside from that, the day was joyous.

After eating, we just left the dishes on the table and watch Up. We knew that since we had barely made a dent in dinner, we'd want it all readily available in a couple of hours.

In the evening, we went to the Carters for snacks and games. It's becoming a tradition to do that and I love it. We noticed though, that even though Jessica and Mikelle were home, the crowd seemed sparse. Can't wait for Christmas when the masses will arrive and every day is a party.

The spelling test

2009-11-16T09:49:00.000-08:00

Peter had his first spelling test. We practiced his words before school and I found his practice board later in the day. Isn't it cute? I'm pleased to report that he got a perfect score. He even remembered to capitalize "Gordon" on the real test. Why is "Gordon" on his spelling test anyway? I don't know, but Peter knows how to spell it.

First Snow

2009-11-13T15:14:00.000-08:00

Today it is snowing. It is just so beautiful. All those tamarack needles that we've battled with are covered with a clean white sheet. It seems like a blank slate. I'm feeling that way personally to. Today I met with a vocational counselor and we made a tentative plan for my future. She doesn't know me or the myriad of conflicting feelings I'm having. The room was so cold that she was sipping hot water to stay warm. Not enough body fat. I was feeling awkward about my age and my whole pathetic story. But we skimmed right over that part. We went straight to sorting through the various careers I might be good at and one seemed to crystalize as we talked. An Occupational Therapist. A two year program that will result in a career with rewarding work, great pay and high demand. She feels that my years as a mother have prepared me with the patience and compassion that the job will demand. I will be helping people whose mental or physical handicaps stop them from being independent. I will teach them skills that will allow them to function without help in their everyday lives. There are a great many unanswered questions--how I will pay for the education--can I do the math?--will Bruce be well enough and do well enough to support us?--how will it affect the most precious things in my life--my children? The snow contiues to fall. So slowly and yet so thoroughly changing the landscape. For just a few hours, before it starts to melt, I won't think about the unfinished chores underneath. I'll just enjoy its whiteness and its simplicity.

A Cat Tale

2009-11-10T14:21:00.000-08:00

Does anything distinguish a home as "white trash" more than having 52 cats on the porch? I think not. And yet, here I am! In my defense, three of these cats were dumped off at the end of our driveway--the three good ones. The rest are inbred, disfunctional, obnoxious creatures that migrate between our house and our two neighbors. I only like the black and white one. He runs out to greet me when I drive up and nuzzles my leg and purrs. He's rather inconvenient when my arms are full of groceries, but socially, he gets top billing. I'd like to get rid of all but him. Marielle and Peter, however, know and love each one. They claim that the ones I most despise are the best mousers, which is probably true. But mousers or not, some of them have to go. We've asked around and nobody wants them.

To get rid of these cats, there are a few alternatives. One man in our ward gets out his shotgun when his cat population gets out of hand. Truly I admire his callous and nerve--but I'm not a great shot, and besides, I don't have it in me.

I could do the responsible thing and take them to the Humane Society, where for 25.00 each, I can drive away and never look back. But I don't have an extra 300.00 lying around, so that's out.

OK. So I'm going to tell the world a story that only a select few know. Since few people read this blog and it's mostly for my benefit, I'll cleanse my conscience and just say it. About three or four years ago, I was having a bad day. I don't know. A lot of things had piled up in my life and one of those things was, you got it--cats. Now all of those other things were entirely out of my control, but I knew I could do something about the cats. So I made a plan. These cats were extremely wild and they were lurking everywhere. I knew they had to go, but I had to catch them first. So, I think it was Kristen and Mikelle and I went out one night and spread a blanket on the lawn with about 5 cut up weinies in the center. Cats came from everywhere and while they were madly eating, we each took a corner of the blanket and wrapped them up. No. We didn't suffocate them. We took our clawing, panicked bundle and threw it in the car. (This sounds much easier that it actually was.) Once we had loaded all the cats we could catch that way--and a few we caught individually, we drove into the night--further and further. We didn't want a Homeward Bound story. This had to be final. My heart was pounding because I knew this was about as low-life as a person gets and I was not only doing it, but I was teaching my kids to do it! Finally we found an area--nice and wooded with houses scattered here and there. It was no problem getting the cats to leave. It turned out, they didn't really like the car. They took off like shots in every direction and we slowly drove home. This is the way I rationalized the whole thing: When these strays turned up, the people could call animal control and have them picked up for nothing. So no real harm done. After all, my taxes paid for animal control so, really.... Right or wrong, the three of us took a secret pact never to tell what happened to the cats. Even Bruce was kept in the dark. It was our own crime. We didn't really think anyone would notice since there were still 2 or 3 random cats around. We were eating breakfast the very next morning when Bruce, who was much more invested in the cats than we thought, came in and asked us if we knew where they were. Dead silence. Our pact had not included an explanation so we just shrugged and kept eating, trying not to look at eachother. Eventually, it all blew over.

So here is the question: Do I, or don't I? And do I act alone this time? Hmm...

Getting ready for Thanksgiving

2009-11-07T15:54:00.000-08:00

Turkey Shoot Today!

2009-11-07T15:43:00.000-08:00

For the third year in a row, Seth has won a turkey at the annual Turkey Shoot. This year, though, was a little different. Yes, that's right. Because this year, Seth was the top shooter out of 100 contestants! Can you believe that? He shot 24 out of 25 clay pigeons. (He missed the last one.) So besides the usual turkey, he won this prestegious and very Deer Park "Wild Turkey Federation" hat and a Buck Knife--his new pride and joy.

"Home is the hunter...home from the hills" and it's turkey dinner tomorrow!

I wish I could capture the beautiful carpet of tamarack needles that covers our driveway. Not just the driveway, but the patio, the trampoline, the garden, the lawn. They are so lovely outside...AND SO MISERABLE INSIDE. We sweep and sweep and sweep but they are impossible! I think it's the one thing that could make me anticipate snow.

The Hospital Stay

2009-11-04T10:30:00.000-08:00

For the past couple of weeks, Bruce has noticed that the slightest things have worn him out--walking up stairs or up the driveway. He kept saying that something was wrong but I thought he was just letting himself go a bit--no exercise, poor eating habits. Monday, he decided to see a doctor. Fortunately for us, the doctor wasn't as casual about the whole thing as I was. He ordered some tests which led to some x-rays, which revealed that Bruce had 4 large blood clots in his lungs! He was immediately admitted to the hopital and put on blood-thinners while a search began for the source of the clotting. His legs were normal, his heart seemed great, the cause is still unknown.
Today, he comes home and will have to inject his own blood-thinners. As the truth of the situation descends upon me, I am so grateful that he is alive! Any one of the clots could have killed him very quickly. In fact, Sister Marge Barnes, our beloved friend and ward member, passed away a few days ago from this exact condition. The other challenges we're facing right now pale in comparison when I consider my life without Bruce. I think I'll take better care of him. We're all so excited to have him back home with us.

Halloween!

2009-11-01T11:49:00.000-08:00

Eric and Andy came out to watch Seth's last game. Look at that adorable giraffe and zebra--the cutest kids in town!

Brian made a major haul. That's right....ten pounds of candy! He and his friends trick-or-treated for almost three hours in a carefully selected neighborhood. The best part? He was fasting. Yes, he and Seth both went to fun, food-filled Halloween parties while fasting. It was hard, they admit, but they made it. Brian brought home an "Arizona" (his favorite drink) for after his fast.

...and we're still fasting of course. Can you imagine being Peter? The great test of self-denial. Seth is counting the Snickers....38.

My favorite costume of the day

2009-10-31T00:42:00.000-07:00

Can you believe this Christmas Tree costume? It had battery-operated lights and a star on top. Don't you love the Christmas present slippers? Wow. It was really cute.

Halloween Party and Parade

2009-10-31T00:38:00.000-07:00

After Marielle's school, I helped with Peter's party. He was so happy to see me, introduce me, show me all the points of interest and take me with him on the "tour every classroom in the school" parade. His teacher is a lot of fun and seems to appreciate Peter for all the right reasons.

This guy is not Peter's teacher--just another teacher
in the grand parade. But I loved his costume--especially for him. It's rare that people find the perfect costume for themselves but Peter and I agreed that this could have been Fred Flintstone himself.

Boo-ography Day

2009-10-31T00:25:00.000-07:00

I visited the school today to hear Marielle's boo-ography--an educational twist on Halloween. Marielle made an adorable and very poised Mother Teresa. Classrooms full of students, parents and teachers came through and each fifth-grader rattled off a little spiel about "themselves." I loved how Marielle looked people right in the eye. Mother Teresa herself would have been pleased.

Mother Teresa and Laura Ingalls Wilder (Carrie Attridge) pose for pictures.

Home Teachers

2009-10-29T10:39:00.000-07:00

Last night, Brian and Bruce were headed out the door to go home teaching. They were so cute that I made them stop for a picture. Look how tall Brian's getting. And he's also very funny and becoming more responsible by the day. I love young boys in white shirts and ties.

Marielle Presents "Robinson Carusoe"

2009-10-25T11:35:00.000-07:00

2009-10-21T08:54:00.000-07:00

Carving Pumpkins

2009-10-21T08:52:00.000-07:00

Our friends, the Levys grew over 40 pumpkins in their garden. They shared their bountiful harvest with us and it called for a celebration of homemade soup, rolls and cupcakes, games and pumpkin carving. How many people and pumpkins can cram into a small kitchen? Especially when the pumpkins begin to spread out and knives start flying. But it was awesome, truly. Bruce carved our traditional happy pumpking. It's a team effort. I draw the face, he carves. I try to make it very difficult but, year after year, he rises to the challenge.

Later...at the hotel

2009-10-19T10:48:00.002-07:00

We really needed this little getaway. It was short and all, but it did the trick. It got us out and away and made us see that this little family, though dwindling, is pretty good. We played keep- away in the pool and worked out together in the fitness room. I think every one of us ran at least a mile on the treadmill. We were tired and happy as we fell into bed and watched football.

Brian made the best of a bad situation...so sick.

The Game

2009-10-19T10:42:00.000-07:00

As the stormclouds threatened, the game began. Seth played the whole game, alternating between offense and defense. He was superb. We won...5-2

a throw-in

Brian's freezing campout

2009-10-15T11:23:00.000-07:00

One thing that always surprises me about Brian is how brave and tough he is. He went on this October campout knowing that termperatures were likely to be in the low teens. Only a few deacons attended. But then...as if that were not enough...Brian accepted Jim Palmer's challenge to walk alone in the dark at midnight for over a mile, put his name on a sign as proof that he'd done it and return. "Were you scared?" I asked. "Yes". But being brave doesn't mean not being scared. It means doing it anyway. Brian was the only one. What a boy will do to prove he can do it...and the 5 dollar reward didn't hurt, I suppose.

Creating Athens

2009-10-15T11:05:00.000-07:00

Seth's English class is studying ancient Greece and the class has been divided into city-states. Seth's group has Athens. They get points for anything they bring in. Every night this week, our kitchen table has become a workshop of intense creativity. We made the flag of Athens, an amazing tablecloth (not pictured) and the following.....

These cookies sport the Greek Alphabet.

The learned Greek philosopher.

and yes, that's right...the Parthenon!

On the Way to the Harvest Party

2009-10-15T10:45:00.000-07:00

You know how sometimes, you're in such a hurry to get there on time. You have the chili and the tablecloths and you're late. And your eyes are moving from clock to speedometer to clock and not seeing anything else. Then wahlah! A wake up call. The Lord is so gentle in reminding us to look up and around. A lovely world. A precious car-full. I might have missed it.

Breakfast

2009-10-08T10:13:00.000-07:00

I came home from running this morning to find Bruce making homemade pancakes...with a recipe....from scratch. This is not the man I've been married to for 30 years. He's becoming a craftsman in the kitchen! I feel a mixture of admiration and displacement. This is definitely my territory. I think my real fear is that Bruce--my greatest fan when it comes to cooking--is going to realize that there isn't much to it. Notice the homemade syrup...the happy children eating ...the tidy kitchen? I may be out of a job.

More signs of Autumn

2009-10-01T23:00:00.000-07:00

The woods are turning, oh so slightly, golden and the garden suffered the fatal blow of frost. Time to put away the shorts and t-shirts and bring out the sweaters. I was looking at the sandal line on my foot today as I put on a knitted sock Kristen brought me from Finland. I hate good things to come to an abrupt end, so I hope we have a long, gentle Fall this year.

Cutting Wood

2009-10-01T22:49:00.000-07:00

Some good men from the ward joined the Nelson men today to cut down some trees that were too close to the house. Then Seth and Brian showed me their splitting skills. I have to admit, they were pretty impressive. With all the new logs piled up in the woodshed, I guess they have their work "cut out for them".

Something told the wild geese...

2009-10-01T09:41:00.000-07:00

Something told the wild geese

It was time to go,

Though the fields lay golden

Something whispered, "snow."

Leaves were green and stirring,

Berries, luster-glossed,

But beneath warm feathers

Something cautioned, "frost."

All the sagging orchards

Steamed with amber spice,

But each wild breast stiffened

At remembered ice.

Something told the wild geese

It was time to fly,

Summer sun was on their wings,

Winter in their cry

Fall is officially here. There are signs of it everywhere. My favorite one is the wild geese that gather above our field and call out to eachother and make their formations as they move southward. Marielle and I heard them calling so we ran down to watch in amazement as wave after wave of them appeared above the trees. It seemed after a while that the sky was full of them. I looked over at Marielle, all golden in the setting sun looking up in delight, pointing out their patterns and knew I could never capture the moment. This is a poor attempt.

Prince Seth

2009-09-24T12:15:00.000-07:00

Seth was chosen Homecoming Prince by his Sophomore class. I was really proud of him because he has maintained the hightest of standards without losing a friend. Everyone loves Seth! He did look especially dashing riding around the football field in a convertible.

The prince makes Raman.

Marielle

2009-09-24T11:46:00.000-07:00

Marielle is my last girl. The four "Little Women" have gone away and Marielle and I are left with a house full of boys. What fun she turns out to be! She's fearless, smart, honest, straight-arrow and game for anything. She's up for a chick flick or a bike ride. She gets any joke. She's a good little cook and she tells it like it is. What more could a mother want? To be truthful, I was a little worried when I was left with Marielle as my only feminine companion. But she has risen to the task.

How I love my Marielle.

The Tailgate Party

2009-09-24T11:34:00.000-07:00

On homecoming day, Deer Park High School sponsers a great afternoon of games, food, jumping paraphenalia and contests of skill. Eric and Andy joined us. It was hot but fun.

Marielle tries her hands at roping...

as does Ruthie.

Andy and Sadie relax on the swing (with a balloon sword.)

30 Years

2009-09-24T11:23:00.000-07:00

I know this doesn't exactly look like a 3oth anniversary. And technically it wasn't. But we'd decided to celebrate today since Sunday was the actual day. We got ready to go into town. We planned to shop a little and maybe do something fun and go to lunch. It was already going to be low-key. But then I noticed that the peaches I'd bought were right on the edge. They couldn't wait another day. So we spent the morning canning peaches together. By the time they were done, we barely squeezed in a Thai lunch before meeting the kids at the school for a tailgate party.

But I'd like to say, by way of tribute to a very good and supportive husband, that this peaches incident was ironically representative of our life together. We've often been faced with the unplanned, the unforeseen, the disappointing. But Bruce takes it all in unruffled stride. We make the best of things and adjust the plan and it all turns out ok. In fact, in certain areas, such as our family or the setting of our home or our overall quality of life, it turns out much better than ok. So I'll stick with Bruce for another 30 at least. And because our anniversary falls right at the height of canning season, I'll plan to get up a little earlier on our 60th to can the peaches.

Homecoming Week

2009-09-24T10:44:00.000-07:00

Every morning has been a bit hectic around our house as Seth has dressed up for the various days of homecoming--there was crazy day, western day, decade day, spirit day.
Even at the middle school, they had decade day. Brian was the winner in his class with his 50's attire. I think he looks cute with his hair back like this--a very distinquished forehead.

Marielle's tomato

2009-09-24T10:33:00.000-07:00

One of our favorite places to visit is Rick's house. We've been going over on Saturdays to watch BYU games , share some great food and we always leave with a bag of the most wonderful tomatoes on earth. I don't know what they do to their tomatoes, but they are loaded with flavor. Marielle was so pleased to find one with a nose. She couldn't wait to finish it off.

Soccer Season Begins!

2009-09-24T10:32:00.000-07:00

I have a love-hate relationship with soccer. I love the bright uniforms with knee socks. I love the sunny, breezy days of fall and spring when I get to wear a sweater and watch the games. I hate the practices every night and the fact that our Saturdays are completely booked up--right when we need to be getting our wood in and right when BYU is playing.

My sister Susan

2009-09-05T00:34:00.000-07:00

This is my sister Susan. She lives in Virginia and one of the highlights of my trip was spending a night and a day with her. She's a very inspiring person who has had a huge impact on my life.

I finally got to meet J.A. It was really a treat to get acquainted with him. He's genuine and intelligent and very good to my sister. I gave him five stars.

Nick and I Visit Monticello

2009-09-05T00:28:00.000-07:00

Just a short way from Charlottesville is the homeplace of Thomas Jefferson. Nick and I spent the most beautiful afternoon there. The tour guide joked that they were charging double that day because of the perfect weather. Here stand two great men.

These are the gardens. Those tall things are pole beans! I just couldn't believe these beautiful gardens. Jefferson carved out this wonderful, level place from the hillside. Well, actually, his 200 slaves did the carving.

Monticello was really beautiful. It was full of Jefferson's innovations and interests. I came away hoping to be more productive in my own life.

This walk was my favorite part. This was the grave of Thomas Jefferson. The trail up to the visitor's center was just beautiful. I kept thinking of the Patriot. The movie was definitely filmed in Virginia. I love the forests.

A Visit to Virginia

2009-09-05T00:14:00.000-07:00

I just got back today from Charlottesville where a I spent a wonderful few days with Nick, Nadine, Audrey and Eric. This is where they live. They just moved into this new apartment so the kids could have a better back yard.

And what a back yard it is! A jungle of trees, a little creek and a playground only a few yards away.

I got to see the Law School firsthand. Wow. It's a long way from Deer Park. It's a wonderful place and the rest of the campus is also amazing--full of history and classical beauty. I gathered up acorns from the oak trees. The Virginians just walked right by them like they were nothing--but Audrey and I thought they were treasures.

Natalie's Blog

2009-07-02T12:56:00.000-07:00

I just spent the most wonderful hour reading Natalie's blog. It's just incredible. It's hard to describe how it makes me feel. It's the next layer of fulfillment. Sometimes, especially when your life choice has included 11 children, there are times that are so unexpectedly sweet--so completely rewarding. I read Natalie's blog and just thought about how real and adorable she was. How if I just stumbled on that blog one day, I'd never be happy til I met Natalie. And she's mine. If you aren't at my stage yet, you can't know this feeling. You just really don't comprehend that the fulfillment you find in them keeps going and going. You think that if you can get them up through childhood and teenhood and college and married, you are pretty much done. Of course you know you'll love the grandkids (although you can't even picture how much!) but you see your children as a finished. Especially when you consider that they'll spend the rest of their lives with only minimal supervision from you. How will they ever stay on track? And then they keep surprising you!

I loved that blog. I love those boys, that Kevin and especially that Natalie. It's hard to step back and frankly admit that I can no longer take credit. The teacher becomes the student.

Some Pig!

2009-05-08T05:26:00.000-07:00

Peter and Marielle were excited when Seth brought home a pig to raise. He'll be staying for the summer.

Josh was pretty happy about it too.

We decided to keep him in the goat pen. Hope it's not too close to the house on those hot summer days.

Mikelle and Kristen on a Monday afternoon

2009-04-06T15:44:00.000-07:00

A Close Call for Josh

2009-04-06T15:14:00.000-07:00

On Conference Sunday, we all set out for the Wilsons to watch the morning session there. Marielle and Mikelle were ready early and started walking. Josh had followed them. When we picked them up, Josh was left at the corner. We took off, thinking that he'd run home but he seemed to linger. Bruce watched in the rear view mirror and noticed a car stopped at the stop sign for too long. We were worried and decided to go back. To our horror, Josh was gone. There was nothing to do but start the chase. About five miles later, we caught up with the car Bruce had seen and sure enough, there was Josh inside! We pulled alongside and motioned for them to stop. They did and only stammered as they handed back our little Josh. Everyone cheered when I brought him to the car. He was no worse for wear although he smelled like a dog of the world--smoke and alcohol. Peter said, "I think they fed him whiskey."

Our little Ruthie and an apple

2009-04-03T14:52:00.000-07:00

April Fools!

2009-04-03T14:24:00.000-07:00

It was a quiet afternoon and our dad was at work (coming home in an hour or so.) We scrambled to put together an April Fools prank. First, we dipped little fuzzy balls in chocolate. They looked exactly like cherry chocolates. We opened a can of pop and substituted the contents for highly concentrated salt water. Then we put a note on the door saying we'd gone to a movie and would be home soon. We decided to hide in the closet with Dad's laptop loaded with a cat meowing sound effect.

To add to the deception, we printed this recipe and left it on the counter.

There was only one thing left to do....wait and wait for Dad to come home. He was almost a half hour late. But finally, Marielle, the lookout, spotted the van coming up the driveway and we all piled into the closet with the laptop.

It turned out that he fell for every one of our traps! He ate a whole phony fluff ball chocolate, drank a big swig of salt water and was checking on line to see which movie we might have gone to (without him!) when he heard the cat. The cat sounds became more and more frantic and we had a hard time keeping our composure as we heard his "Here kitty, kitty!" calls. But we managed to surprise him with our screaming when he opened the door. This picture fails to capture his look of utter shock. He made it so fun!

Seth made varsity!

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I thought these two pictures of Mikelle were particularly lovely. I'm going to miss that pretty face this fall.

BYU, Here she comes!

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Corneal Transplant

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What a great blessing. Almost a year before expected, I was able to receive a corneal transplant. Bruce looked on via television from the next room and I was awake, though somewhat oblivious through the whole operation. Dr. Christopher Sturbahm, who has been with us from the start skillfully performed the 2 hour operation which included removal of a cataract, replacement of the lens and a full thickness transplant.

Note the 36 tiny stitches.

I love this picture of me. During all the months that I really did feel beat up, I looked ok. Now that I feel great, I look beat up. Go figure. My vision is better and will continue to improve but my sad little iris is damaged forever. My one battle scar. But look at that right eye--ever faithful, never wavering, my constant window on the world.

New baby and a visit to Utah

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The highlight of my month was my visit to Natalie and Kevin's house to commune with my wonderful little boys and welcome yet another one! Jack was almost always game to cuddle and I realized that mid-life is not going to be so bad because there will be a continual stream of soft sweet little bodies to relax with at the end of the day.
No one was more enchanted with the new little stranger than Taylor. I took a hundred pictures of Taylor--exploring tiny toes and soft hair. Finally, he just had to kiss him. It was instant bond.
And who wouldn't!!??? Austin Paul Larson--the beautiful square-faced baby. He is two days old, in the morning light right after his first bath at home.

Another highlight of the trip was hearing Kristen sing at a restaurant in Provo. She was awesome as usual and Marlee and her friend Dan were the self-designated presidents of her fan club.

Back to blogging

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To tell you the truth, I forgot for a year or so that I had a blog. But I stumbled on my blog one day and realized that it needed an update.

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Memorial Day

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