Friday, June 20, 2014

Beach Day!

A few months ago, I was called into the Relief Society presidency.  One of my main areas of focus is the moms in our ward...we kind of get forgotten.  As a way to fulfill my calling AND a way to get me to the beach more, I started a weekly beach playdate.

We go to Lewes beach.  It's perfect.  It's the first town on the bay, so no crazy waves or riptides.  There's a "secret" spot I know for parking so we don't have to pay, and we access a part of the beach that is hardly ever crowded.  And since we go on Thursdays, we don't run into out-of-towners.

This is a taste of our first week:

And some cuteness from the second week:


Ignore me.  I look weird.  And note, I hardly look sun-kissed...yet I still ended up with the WORST sunburn I've ever had.  It is now 5 days later and I can just put on a t-shirt without wincing in pain, although it's still not comfortable.  More importantly...LOOK HOW CUTE JACOB IS!!!!  (And yes, I did tie the bumbo seat to the boogie board and took him out into the water...he flipping loved it.)

Wednesday, January 1, 2014

Welcome 2014!

2013 was busy.  It was lovely and fun and exciting and hard, but mostly – busy.  However, I failed to capture all of those lovely moments by not blogging.  I think part of my problem was my smart phone!  I was able to take so many pictures on it this past year but never transferred them over.  Well, no more!  I still have the intention of going back and filling in all the blanks, but I’m not going to do it at the expense of recording this coming year.

Who are we right now?!

Earlier in 2013, Graham started a position with the Attorney General’s office in Delaware and was working as a Domestic Violence prosecutor.  His judge was very kind and released him from his clerking obligations early so that he could take this opportunity.  We are so grateful that she allowed him to do so.  Taking this position was a gamble though.  It came with no benefits.  This means no health insurance, no vacation time, no sick days, etc.  We had hoped, and were somewhat advised, that we would receive full-time status within 1 or 2 months.  However, that just didn’t happen fast enough.  So, in early July, Graham applied for a full-time criminal prosecutor position in Sussex County (about 2 hours south).  Monday morning of the 3rd week of July, Graham was interviewed for the position.  That evening, I drove to Girls’ Camp as an advisor.  On Tuesday, Graham called me at the camp to let me know they had offered him the position.  On Wednesday, he accepted. 

Changes come quickly!  We found and closed on our house in 35 days.  We live in Millsboro, Delaware now.  Things are slower and quieter down here.  We actually quite like it.  There are only a few drawbacks, but they are all survivable.  Except maybe the lack of a Target…

Sam started 2nd grade.  He is too smart for his own good.  His grades are excellent, but his behavior sometimes gets him in trouble.  He has learned to burp on command and is a little of a clown.  He just started indoor soccer and we’ll see if this holds his interest longer than baseball did.  He really would like to play football, but he’s just too little right now.

Ellen is a firecracker.  She is sassy and smart and sweet and clever.  She is so anxious to start Kindergarten.  We are considering starting her in gymnastics.  She is very energetic and brave.  She also has a strong, but compact body.  It could end up being a perfect fit.  In the meantime, she is still very anti-pink and thinks she’ll be a skateboarder someday.

Anna, out of them all, has changed so much!  She is so big.  She still is so cuddly and affectionate.  However, she has a vocabulary now!  She is also very much a Daddy’s girl.  We try to avoid waking her for breakfast until Graham leaves because she’s a wreck when he does.  She is my girly-girl.  She loves to dance and sing.  She loves pink and purple.  And recently, she’s developed a Minnie Mouse obsession.  It’s pretty adorable.

Lastly, there’s me.  Although I finished my degree in June, because of a lot of paperwork confusion, my degree wasn’t technically awarded until December.  Lovely, right?  The piece of paper that signifies a lot of student loans and a lot of work should be arriving in the mail any day.  Other than that, I’m just trying to figure out how to arrange furniture in our new house and how to shop without a Target within 45 miles.

Oh hey!  Did I mention we’re having a baby?  He’s due March 7th.  Crazy, yeah?!

We’re looking forward to delving into this new year as we create our place in this world.

Friday, May 24, 2013


I promised to update more...and that was 2 months ago.

You would think that being AWAY from college would have settled things down, but no.

I am here.  We are here.  I will update soon.

In the meantime, I have 4 days to finish my American History class (everything but the final).  Why am I such a procrastinator?  In fact, I should be doing that instead of updating this blog.  Let's hope I make it.

A side note:  1890 to 1916 was very boring.

Wednesday, March 27, 2013

Too Much

I literally think about blogging everyday.  I just can't get myself to actually do it.  Nothing too crazy is going on, and nothing that exciting, for that matter.  But it is hectic and busy and chaotic and happy and fun and smiley and I am tired all the time. I'll try to get the rest of 2012 blogged in the next month.  Maybe it'll give me the motivation I need to stay caught up.  In the meantime:

Graham - looking for permanent employment.  His clerkship is up in August, but we could be out sooner.  It depends on what becomes available.

Mitzi - struggling to finish that last class. It's just so damned boring.  And I'm tired of it.  I'm supervising a remodel of our master bathroom and the basement.

Sam - tested in the 99th percentile at his school.  Apparently, he's a genius.  Unfortunately, he lacks the discipline to show it.  Who has discipline at 6?  He is super into vampires, zombies, and skeletons.  Yay for being a boy at 6.  Zompires is his invention and I hear about them at every meal.  He starts baseball this weekend, with Ellen tagging along.

Ellen - I love her, but she is driving me crazy.  She is so fiercely independent and strong willed.  I'm sure that when she reaches her teenage years and boys are trying to make her do things she doesn't want, I'll appreciate this part of her personality.  Right now though?  It's not as fun.  Fortunately for her, she has a way of tilting her head and cracking the perfect smile.  Breaks through any sternness or frustration in an instant.

Anna - Is the cutest thing you've ever seen.  She has a perfectly round head and a great little smile.  She's not really talking yet, but all of my babies are late talkers.  She is super sweet and cuddly and I am fearful for the day that it stops.  She is very mischievous and somehow keeps finding my candy.  I swear I put it away every time.

Thursday, January 17, 2013

"I want a penis for Christmas"

That exact phrase came out of Ellen's mouth just after Thanksgiving as we were filling out our Christmas wish lists.

She idolizes Sam and everything he does.  She wants to be just like him.  Having taken baths together, she has noticed the acute differences between his anatomy and hers.  With her perfect 3-year-old logic, she has put together that in order to "boy things", you must have the proper parts, thus her perfectly logical request.  I, of course, refused to put it on the list.  Sorry Ellen, you'll have to stick with the Polly Pockets and cowboy boots you got.

This need to be a boy has also translated into a need for less girly clothes.  It wouldn't bother me, except that  during the summer, she requested lots of skirts that she never ended up wearing and has very few boy-ish clothes because she still loves pink and purple.  There is a battle in our house each morning as we try to get her dressed for the day.  Honestly, sometimes I let her stay in pajamas the whole day through because it's just easier that way.  This morning, Ellen freaked out because "my purple jacket is stupid and puffy" and her pink raincoat has "fuzzy flowers that I don't like" on the inside.  Oh my goodness.  I'm so tired of this battle, so I just gave in. I took her to the store today and we picked out a new jacket from the clearance section of the store - the boy side.  She picked a really cute red jacket and is very happy with it.  Additionally, while we were at Target, we found a couple of zippered pull-overs that were in the exercise clothes section.  Since being "sporty" is being "boyish" she will happily wear them.  Look forward to lots of summer photographs with basketball shorts and hoodies.  You know what, this is okay.  I was a super tomboy as a little girl and I think I had a better childhood for it.

I just wish she would have let me know before I purchased all her winter clothes.

Tuesday, January 1, 2013


Welcome 2013!

I don't really make resolutions each year, but I have a general goal: "be better".

I want to be a better mom, a better wife, a better friend, daughter, sister.  I would like to be a better Young Women's leader, a better disciple of Christ, and a better citizen.

To have this happen, I'll make micro-goals throughout the year to make myself better.  I'll share my progress through the blog, as I do anyway.

For sure, I need to be a better blogger!  The last few months have slipped by, undocumented, so hopefully I can go back and fill in the gaps.

I welcome the new year and hope that it will be BETTER!  

Thursday, December 13, 2012

My Response - Wear Pants to Church Day

In response to:

It is almost 2 am, and as ridiculous as I find this entire “cause”, I find myself without sleep over my reactions and feelings towards this issue.  To allow myself a few hours of peaceful slumber this morning, I feel compelled to at least record my thoughts:

During this latest General Conference, I sustained President Monson as the President and Prophet of this Church.  In addition, I sustained a list of General Authorities as well as Auxiliary leaders.  During no time did I sustain the young women heading the cause labeled “Wear Pants to Church” day.  My first thought and complaint is that these young women and men do not speak for me, nor do they have stewardship over me.  In fact, if they do have stewardship over anyone, it is likely limited to their families and their ward or stake callings.  I am frustrated that these individuals believe that they have  a right to speak for me, or for the female membership of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints.  At no time were they given the authority or privilege to speak for us.

Secondly, this is not how things are done within the organization of the Church.  If you have a strong feeling about a problem you are encountering in your local congregations, there is a hierarchical system in which you can address, starting with your bishop, followed by your stake president, and so on.  Another avenue for recourse is through your ward’s Relief Society presidency, on to the Stake level, and so forth.  Additionally, you are always more than welcome to write a letter directly to the First Presidency of the Church.  If you don’t like the system, tough.  You sustained it during the last conference, you are failing to do so now.

Whether or not you feel it is right to wear pants to church is a personal issue.  Why are we attempting to make this an issue to divide the membership of the church?  If I decide to continue to wear a skirt or a dress this Sunday, will I be on the “other side”?  Will I now be judged for not supporting a cause you have deemed to be righteous?  During your explanation of your cause did you not once mention that this was an inspired movement, or that you were prompted by the  Holy Spirit to move forward with your actions.  What a poorly thought-out “movement”. 

Until further word from the Prophet of God, I will not support any cause that seems to set members apart from each other and create a divide that I do not want between myself and other members of my local congregation.