Wednesday, February 20, 2008

On Strike

I have decided that after all the snow, sickness, and general blah we have experienced this winter that I am going on strike! No more winter! No more snot! No more puking up what we've got!

While we don't have anything severe (thank goodness), it just seems like perpetual sickness at our house! This isn't to say that we should be pitied. I know many of you out there are feeling the same way. It seems everyone I talk to is experiencing the same (or, unfortunately, even worse). Yuck...I'm sorry, folks! That's why I'm on strike!

(Nicole's snotty smile...poor girl...at least she still smiles!)

(Vanessa, who has generally been doing better, passed out this morning...a sure sign of not feeling good. At least she got all her ducks in a row first!)


Even on days when you feel better, there's still cabin fever to contend with. This is how we have dealt with it:

Saturday, February 16, 2008

The Pirate Guy

Tonight we went to Heber to a restaurant I have heard about many times: Dairy Keen! They have a train theme (as you can see from the picture) and a lot of people have told me it is fun for kids. They have a train that runs throughout the restaurant, and little tables with trains and legos for kids to play with. Vanessa wasted no time securing the train table and was having a blast. Then, some older boys came up wearing pirate hats, eye patches, and little foam swords (that was the toy that came with the kids meal). Anyway, one of them tried to squeeze past Vanessa and pinned her against the wall. This is the conversation that followed:

Vanessa (running up to us crying): I'm scared of the pirate guy

Lisa: I'm sorry. Here, let's put on your pirate stuff.

Vanessa (now fully cloaked in buccaneer attire): I'm going to be Skeletor to everyone!

She returned to the table with new found valor and regained her prized booty.

Friday, February 15, 2008

Happy Valentine's

Although this post is a little after the fact, I just wanted to wish everyone a Happy V-Day and send a little love your way!
Here's our little cherub, in the appropriate cherub "attire" (like her arrow?)
and our Valentine's fairy (who loves eating candy as much as giving it)

Our Valentine's was quite low-key (on purpose), but we did get the pleasure of hanging out with Megan, Jason, and Baby Kate. Nicole was delighted to have someone her size to play with. At this point, I think Kate was getting a little too much "love."

Sunday, February 03, 2008

Check out our new scooter (and it's not a Vespa)!

It's now February...


and Valentine's is creeping up on us...

a time to be wistful, romantic...

happy, loving...
but especially, Valentine's is time to be...

a Chocoholic!

Friday, February 01, 2008

President Hinckley's Viewing

Yesterday, we had the blessing of attending President Hinckley's viewing. I would just like to share a little about our experience:

The viewing was originally going to be held at the church administration building, but got changed to the conference center. It was interesting because rather than having everyone go straight to the hall of the prophets where President Hinckly lay, the path they had designated wound throughout the conference center. We first walked through the main floor of the seating area. They had hymns playing which brought a wonderful spirit. As I walked, I looked down at the pulpit and remebered all the inspired words that President Hinckley has shared to the world. I remembered being in attendence during the dedicatory session of the conference center. It was before my mission during a very important developmental time for my testimony. I can remember being overcome by the Spirit as we all sang "We Thank Thee O God For a Prophet". I knew at that time that he was a prophet.

Then, we walked through some of the foyers and saw stained glass artwork of the first vision, paintings of Christ, and paintings of Joseph Smith. I thought about President Hinckley unshakable testimony of the restoration, his great love and admiration for the prophet Joseph Smith, and his lifelong service to our Lord Jesus Christ. I thought about the great joy he must have felt to be able to see his Savior, to thank him for his great sacrifice, and receive the approval of his Master for the mission he completed as our leader.

We then entered the hall of the prophets and saw his casket, decorated beatifully with numerous boquets of flowers and plants. His body guards still stood their post, protecting the body of the man I'm sure they had all grown to love so much. President Hinckley looked so much at peace, dressed all in white. He had the look of a man who truly has confidence in the presence of the Lord; one who has no blemishes. I had very mixed emotions as I looked at him. It really hit me how much I will miss the feeling of security that comes from knowing that a man of such humility and capability is leading us. I will miss his inspiring words and example, and his great sense of urgency about the work. I also felt so happy that he can finally rest the body that he has worn out in the service of the Lord.

As we left the hall of the prophets, we were lead again through the seating area, where his son, Elder Hinckley, was shaking hands and thanking those who came for their prayers and condolences. Someone said to him, "I bet you wish he was still here with us". In the optimistic spirit of his father, Elder Hinckley smiled and replied, "Well, it wasn't my choice either way". I thought of the great legacy of optimism and the "carry on" attitude President Hinckley has left all of us.

When we came out of the seating area, I saw through the window the roof of the tabernacle gleaming in the sun. I remembered reading President Hinckley biography and learning about his wonderful respect and gratitude for those who went before. He has done so much to preserve our history; from the Joseph Smith Memorial Building, the Nauvoo temple, Cove Fort, and most recently the tabernacle. I thought of all the temples and chapels he has had built. He did not leave one piece of business unfinished.

As we left the conference center, I thought about the magnificence of the building itself; all the lives that have been blessed by attending conference within its walls; the wonderful contributions to the arts that have been performed there; the opportunity it provided to all those who came for for the Olympics to learn more about the church through various performances. This one building has provided so much to the world, and yet, it represents only a small part of the blessings President Hinckley has left us with.

I am truly grateful to the Lord for allowing me to live at this time when I was able to learn from and feel loved by such a man. Seeing his body and experiencing all that I did gave me a small incling of what I might feel if I can live my life in such a way that I will have a clean conscience before my maker. Although President Hinckley is now gone, what he has left has inspired me more than ever to become the man the Lord and my family need me to be.