I have the worst memory known to man and I've never been so good at journaling so the idea of a place I could sit and type the dealings of the day seemed like a good plan considering I spend a fair amount of time at the computer and stuff.
So I'm taking it back!
Hi. I'm Jill. There will be no photos in this post :)
just me.
Some things really hit home today and I thought I'd share. First of all I'd like to pat my self on the back for only being 6 minutes late to church. This is like a miracle for me. I am not at all a morning person (though I wish I was because man the lighting in the morning is so gorgeous and it just comes with this peaceful serene feeling... yes I've seen morning once or twice before)
Well anyway church starts at 8am this year. Saturday night I get like this sick feeling imagining the chaos of getting myself and 3 girls ready ( yes, 3. no one can manage on their own it seems) and out the door at 7:45. Some mornings Chad has just gotten off work so I'm slopping makeup on in the dark and trying to yell quietly at the kids to get a move on. Oh it's so insane.
It's not super uncommon to see me driving to church with my vanity mirror open wiping the make-up off my face because when I get into the light of day and see what I've done it ain't pretty. Pretty scary though, yes.
Well seeing as how photoshoots have taken over my blog I may have forgotten to mention how my little Kassidy turned 12 in March. This is huge for her. She gets to go into Young Womens. It's like a whole new chapter in her life and ours I'm sure. That first Sunday after turning 12 they go for a bishops interview and he told me on our way out that he would bring her up in sacrament meething to graduate her from primary in 2 weeks.
Which brings me to today. 6 minutes late. ( you see... i really did try :)
It was packed. We sat in the very back row. I thought ohh poor kassidy she was already a little nervous and here she has to walk as far a possible. But for whatever reason the Bishop never called her up. Maybe because it was fast sunday? Or maybe we missed it. I mean we were 6 whole minutes late you know.
So there I sat. A little annoyed. 3 hours to go. This was going to be a long 3 hours for one tired gal.
After sacrament I dropped Lu off with the sunbeams. I slowly walked toward sunday school pondering how i could get almost there but then just turn the other way and go sit in my car... so bad I know. Who would know? Seriously do not like going to sunday school without Chad! But then of course as luck would have it I ran into Katie. She asked if i wanted to go to sunday school.
no. I said it without any hesitation.
she gave me a look
You said, do i want to go...
Something about Katie... she gets me to do all kinds of things I would never do otherwise. So in we went. It was a really good lesson. I always like Bro. Pothier's lessons. The lesson was on giving praise to our children. Well thats what I got out of it anyway, something I really need to work on. I can tend to be a very "matter of fact" mom. I don't sugar coat things for the kids. I just say it how it is and I know i don't give enough praise to balance it out. He had his wife Shawni explain what her dad used to do when she was growing up. I had actually already read about this on her blog... but i thought it was a genius idea. Her dad would sit down with her and have her come up with some things she thought she was good at and write the first letter of that talent on her finger... and so on till all 10 fingers had a letter on it. I can see how this would would make a kid beam with pride. I want to be that parent that makes my kids feel so good about themselves.
I've always loved to go to Relief Society. I am one of those people that kind of hates sunday callings that keep me out of Relief Society. The lessons are ALWAYS amazing. We have wonderful teachers that put alot of thought and study into what they're teaching. Today our lesson was about loving and embracing today, not waiting for tomorrow. Enjoy what's right in front of you right now. Live in the present. There was this quote...
“You pile up enough tomorrows, and you’ll find you’ve collected a lot of empty yesterdays.”
Not that I think I live for tomorrow too much, and I know I don't live in the past... but I know I could be better at playing with my kids now... while they're little. I get so wrapped up in what I'm doing { the all important me } that i brush the kids off.
I say go play. Which I'm sure to a kid is just another way of saying...
I'm busy, Shoo fly. which I also say waay too much.
I grew up with a super fun dad ( which by no coincidence is a super fun grandpa) Which means the world to me. I remember looking forward to Sunday bike rides. i remember him coming home from work early and announcing we were going to the fair. I even got to bring friends with me. I remember hiking alot. He helped us make this video once. We all got a kitchen chair and he would film for like 1 second at a time and then we'd move our chair just a little bit and in the end we laughed and laughed as we watched ourselves "driving" around the kitchen.
I guess what I'm saying is i personally have a ton of awesome memories and I want that for my kids too. i need to let go of somethings that need to get done because what really needs to get done is me enjoying my kids in this priceless stage of life. They need wonderful memories like I have. I know they have some, but if their memory is anything like mine they're going to need alot more so hopefully they can retain some of it :-)
This isn't do-overable.
It's now or never.
When I got home i slept and slept. And when I woke I was ready for fun. Grabbed my longboard and my family and headed over to the parent house for dinner. After which we went on a surry/longboard/scooter ride. It was awesome. I dont' think we'll soon forget how we got nailed with water from the sprinklers. (it was the big kind of sprinklers) Oh poor Natty. She was riding the scooter behind us and got drenched. I at least held onto the surry and got as far under the canopy as i could. hehe... and we played at the park. I personally ran across the bridge thingy like 27 times. It made Lucy laugh as she bounced to and fro.
So even though for whatever reason the bishop didn't call Kassidy up, I think maybe there were other reasons I needed to be at church today. Forever thankful I attended. Not that I haven't heard all that before, it's just that I really needed to hear it again today.
I love my family. immediate. extended. and super extendo... i love you all!
Ok so regarding "taking my blog back" this is something I will attempt to do. I want to print this out and bind it someday. If it's not personal daily happenings well then what fun is that?
I've been wanting to start a photography blog for a long time. And every time i think I will get to it, i don't. The thing is I sometimes get so busy I struggle just posting to this blog...
oh the conundrum
I will figure something out. I promise.
That is not to say this blog won't contain photos anymore. I'm just hoping to post more personal photos rather than photoshoots. You see?
ok fine. 1 picture. For those of you that stuck it out and read this whole post! My cute niece Mia...
