Tuesday, November 25, 2008


No, this post is not about any Stephenie Meyer books, or movies. Sorry to disappoint!

It's about TWILIGHT.....the time of day when we put our kids to bed.

The other night, (about half an hour past normal bedtime) Lincoln said to me,

"Mama, I don't want to brush my teeth. I just want to go up the stairs to bed."

Now, I am a fanatic of teeth brushing, but I am even more a fanatic of kid's bedtimes, so I said,

"Okay Sweet Boy. Let's go!"

"Will you carry me mama?"

"Sure, Sweet Boy. I will carry you."

"(Now in his bed) Will you sing me a song Mama?"

Understand that this melted my heart, because for the past four weeks, every night at bedtime, Lincoln has become adamant about not having any songs, but would rather have stories about Austin, the Giant. (Yes, I make up really great stories about Giants who play baseball.)

"Sure, Good Boy. What song do you want?"

"I Am A Child of God."

"Okay." (I sing, and then start giving him kisses before I leave."


"What's disgusting?"

"Your kisses!"

(I keep kissing him.) "My kisses are not disgusting." (more kisses)


David thought it was really funny...

until he tried to kiss me


I told him

kisses .
were .

In other news...I hope Henry likes kisses because he has started eating Sweet potatoes and carrots, and I don't want to know what his ideas of kisses are disgusting looks like all over my clothes...


because we all know that


Wednesday, November 19, 2008


A girlfriend from college, Leah, tagged me!

First, let me say that I love Leah! We completely disagree politically, but we are bound through music, our religion, and tagging people on blogs. Thanks Leah!

Here are the rules:
1. Link the person who tagged you.
2. Mention the rules on your blog.
3. Tell about six quirks you have.
4. Tag six fellow bloggers to do the same.
5. Leave a comment to let them know.

1) I plan completely in advance. I lay everyone's clothes out the night before (WELL! if there was a fire we would all have readily available clothes.) My grocery list is compiled according to the set up in the store.

2) I really think my husband is perfect. The only people that seem to disagree with me are his parents. And not that they don't know him, but he really is perfect. I refuse to argue with anyone that would tell me differently. He is my favorite person; my best friend; lover; and eternal date.

3) I love to mix ketchup, mustard, and relish together when I eat my hot dog for breakfast. My two year old loves hot dogs, and I'm afraid he got it from me.

4) I want to have 12 kids. Watching Cheaper By the Dozen only amplifies this desire. I love my baby boys. They are good boys, and I am living my life long dream of being their mom. Honestly, I would have loved having 6 kids in 6 years, but that obviously didn't happen. Sometimes I wonder why--but infertility is not a quirk so I'll stop there.

5) I usually fall in love with the beat and melodies of music before I really understand the lyrics. When I was about 14 Garth Brooks was singing, "The Thunder rolls, " and I said to my dad, "I love this song," After it was over he said, "do you know what that songs about?" hmmm....He explained it to me.....still like the beat and meoldy
Fortunately and Unfortunately, at 28, I still have this problem. The following songs I LOVE. thankfully most of these are actually songs with great messages.... You can click on them if you want to hear them.
a. PICTURE ( this might be the only song on the list that doesn't uplift you)
b. Life in a northern Town
c. Come What May
d. Sing your Praise to the Lord
e. Bye Bye Bye
f. Anyway

6) Sometimes I say "H," or "D" Those are actually what I say. Sorry to offend any readers, but sometimes there are no other letters to describe a situation. Seriously, sometimes there are no other words.

I tag....Mookie, Tiny, Amy, Rebecca, Becky, Sherrie,
and MomJ--I am tagging you in hopes you will update the blog!

Wednesday, November 12, 2008


Today, I have been inspired.
I read Elder Deiter Uchtdorf's talk
(October 2008 Conference, Sat. morning)
In my life, I have hoped for uncountable blessings.
Some of these include:
To get a Teddy Ruxpin doll
To get baptized
For my brothers to play with me
To go on a date to a very expensive restaurant with my dad;
To make cookies with my mom.
To get contacts.
To wear make-up
To have a phOne in my room
To sing in Sahuaro Singers
To Travel To Europe
To go to EFY
To work for EFY
To get asked out on a date
To get a kiss
To write music
To get a scholarshiP to college
To have a car
To transfer to BYU
To go on a mission
To get asked out on a marriage material date
To get marriEd in the temple.
To have babies.
The Lord has blessed me abundantly. He has blessed me with so many things
that my heart has earnestly desired.
In HIS time, of course.
It's amazing that I ever have moments where I start to question whether the Lord is actually going to bless me this time, or if He has forgotten us in lonely Nebraska.
Elder Uchtdorf says:
Hope has the power to fill our lives with happiness.Its absence—when this desire of our heart is delayed—can make “the heart sick.”
Hope is a gift of the Spirit. It is a hope that through the Atonement of Jesus Christ and the power of His Resurrection, we shall be raised unto life eternal and this because of our faith in the Savior. This kind of hope is both a principle of promise as well as a commandment, and, as with all commandments, we have the responsibility to make it an active part of our lives and overcome the temptation to lose hope. Hope in our Heavenly Father’s merciful plan of happiness leads to peace, mercy, rejoicing, and gladness. The hope of salvation is like a protective helmet; it is the foundation of our faith and an anchor to our souls.
Moroni in his solitude—even after having witnessed the complete destruction of his people—believed in hope. In the twilight of the Nephite nation, Moroni wrote that without hope we
cannot receive an inheritance in the kingdom of God...
Hope is not knowledge, but rather the abiding trust that the Lord will fulfill His promise to us. It is confidence that if we live according to God’s laws and the words of His prophets now, we will receive desired blessings in the future. It is believing and expecting that our prayers will be answered. It is manifest in confidence, optimism, enthusiasm, and patient perseverance.
Here's to not losing hope in the blessings I pray for daily.
I have Hope
that David will get a great job.
I have hope
that we will have more babies.
I have hope
we can raise our children to LOve the Book of Mormon and
to have Faith in Christ.
I have hoPe
that our eternal marriage will be filled with continued happiness.
I have hope
that the Lord will be gentlEwith my weaknesses.
I have hope.

Tuesday, November 11, 2008

God Bless America

Dear Brett and Jay,

Today is a special day in America. Today we celebrate Veteran's Day. Today, In other parts of the world, they are celebrating Remembrance Day . How appropriate. We, at the David J house want you to know that we remember your sacrifices, and we love you. We know you are being led by God to protect, honor, and defend our country. And today, we remember you.

God Bless You.
God Bless America.

Every time we are able to witness a flag being raised, lowered, or blowing at half mass, tears of gratitude and awe fill our eyes. We realize it is because of you, and millions like you that we are able to enjoy the freedoms that America offers.

God Bless You.
God Bless America.
Every time we listen to patriotic music, the conversation stills, and we hold hands. We are reminded that you are making eternal sacrifices so that we can enjoy walking, talking and breathing in a Free America.

God Bless You.
God Bless America.

We want your wives to know how grateful we are for their sacrifices that allow you to continually support our country. We want your children to know how grateful we are that they are willing to miss out on more Daddy time because of your willingness to fight for your wives, your children, your brothers, your sisters, your nieces, your nephews, your moms, your dads, and your country. We salute you, and honor you today.

God Bless You.
God Bless America.
We hope that everyone will take a moment today and stand with their families or by themselves and say the pledge of allegiance.

We will be doing that at the David J Home.

We love you.

"I pledge allegiance to the flag of the United States of America, and to the Republic for which it stands: one Nation under God, indivisible, With Liberty and Justice for all."

God Bless You.

God bless America,

land that I love

Stand beside her and guide her

Through the night

with the light from above

From the mountains

To the prairies,

To the ocean white with foam

God bless America,

My home sweet home.

Sunday, November 09, 2008

Out of the Mouth of My Babes...

Dear Lincoln,
Thanks for the sweet reminder of how much our Heavenly Father loves us.
LINCOLN: Mama, I am really scared.

ME: You are. Come here. Mommy will keep you safe.

LINCOLN:Mama, can you say a prayer for me?

ME: Of course Good Boy. Come Here. (insert big crocodile mommy tears here)
Me: (I say a prayer that Lincoln won't be scared, and he will feel safe.)
Me: Come here Good Boy, Mommy will snuggle you.

LINCOLN: I'm all better now Mama.

You are a good boy. I love you.

Dear Six month Old Sweet Boy,
Thanks for helping me remember that I need to stress less, and enjoy more, this time that is passing way too quickly. You are growing so fast.
And, P.S.
Please stop crawling. Please stop pulling yourself up on furniture.
You are a good boy. I love you
Dear Lover,
Remember when we married for love, and it didn't matter how much money you made at the job you didn't have? Remember when we married for eternity and it didn't matter that I was the Sugar Mama with all the money? Do you think we could renogotiate just a tiny bit? We could keep the love and the eternity, but do you think you could make a lot of money, so I can buy luxurious items like a house with no mice, a mini-van, some more children, kitchen aid attachments, and clothes that don't come from Wal-Mart-Fall Apart?
Could you at least think about it? I'm willing to negotiate the kitchen aid attachments.
I love you with all my heart, and no doubt I will love you forever even if you never make any money, but who knows, I might love you like you've never been loved before if you were really rich. Anyways, just something to think about.
You are a good boy. I love you.

Wednesday, November 05, 2008

I might have the flu, but at least my heart isn't weak...

When my two year old woke up this morning, he said, "Let's go vote," I revel in the fact that I got to go with my family and vote yesterday. What an incredible experience for me and my husband to have, to be able to teach our boys the importance of voting.
We are truly blessed to be able to love in a country where we disagree, make decisions based off of our personal beliefs, and then make the changes we feel necessary.
Yes, I can vote. And, you can too.
God bless America.
With all due respect to President Obama, a leader with whom I do not share many common beliefs, it is wonderful that we have a smart, educated, strong African American Leader to be a role model.
This is a monumental experience in American History.
This is something that thousands have been waiting for since the time of the Civil rights.
Yes, I can stand in awe of the miracle of a free country.
My Country, tis of thee, Sweet Land of Liberty.

When I listened to President Bush speak this morning, I felt the Spirit testify to me that if President Bush , a man who probably has less in common with President Obama than I do, can be supportive of our Nation's new President Elect
then yes, I can too.
He said, "Last night, I had a warm conversation with President-elect Barack Obama. I congratulated him and Senator Biden on their impressive victory.No matter how they cast their ballots, all Americans can be proud of the history that was made yesterday. Across the country, citizens voted in large numbers. They showed a watching world the vitality of America's democracy, and the strides we have made toward a more perfect union. They chose a President whose journey represents a triumph of the American story -- a testament to hard work, optimism, and faith in the enduring promise of our nation. It will be a stirring sight to watch President Obama, his wife, Michelle, and their beautiful girls step through the doors of the White House. I know millions of Americans will be overcome with pride at this inspiring moment that so many have awaited so long. I know Senator Obama's beloved mother and grandparents would have been thrilled to watch the child they raised ascend the steps of the Capitol -- and take his oath to uphold the Constitution of the greatest nation on the face of the earth.
Yes, I can be supportive.
I can do my best.
I can respect a man
who will uphold the Constitution
of the greatest nation on the face of the earth,
even though he does it differently than I do.
It is looking like Proposition 8 will pass. With 92% of the vote in at 52% for Proposition 8 and 48% against, we may have hope that many Americans, democrat, republican, or any other party, still want marriage to be defined as union between man and woman..
Yes! Yes! Yes!

today will be a good day too.
and if anyone read yesterday's post....
Thank goodness for Pepto Bismol...
P.S. Apparently, I need to add the disclaimer that yesterday's post was written many hours before the votes were in.

Tuesday, November 04, 2008

Obama; vomit in my mouth.

Have you ever been so sick with the flu that you wretched every thing in your body until only bile was left.

I have. And, it isn't fun.

One year at Christmas Break, I had the flu for two weeks.
I was really ill. While my brothers were up playing with their new toys, my parents desparately tried to get me feeling better. When it was over there was an inescapable relief that this horrific vomit-inducing sickness was over.

When I think of Barack Obama as the future president, it's like the flu all over again.

Vomit in my mouth.
really people? four years of throw-up!
Come on!

I don't understand what draws people to him.

If I were ranking Obama on moral and ethical decisions that are important to me, I'm not sure I'd even be comfortable giving him an "F."(but if it got him out of my classroom and out of my country, I may consider it...)

To express one last time, my vote against Obama, I will share my feelings on the factor that was most poignant in making this decision.

Pro-life vs. Pro-Choice:

Pro life:

What happens when you find yourself pregnant at a young age; too young to be able to provde proper care for this new life.

Well, Obama says "“Look, I got two daughters — 9 years old and 6 years old,” he said. “I am going to teach them first about values and morals, but if they make a mistake, I don’t want them punished with a baby..."


thank goodness for pro-life.

Yes, you Pro-life have actually been taught morals and values. You believe that you have to accept responsiblity for your actions.

Senator McCain stands with you and says, "We must begin a dialogue and a discussion on the issue of abortion. Both pro-life & pro-choice people believe very strongly that we need to eliminate abortion. I and my wife, Cindy, are proud adoptive parents.
We need to encourage adoption in America.
We need to improve foster care dramatically.
We can work together...."

two weeks of sickness followed by sweet relief.

Pro Choice:

"I should be free to have sex whenever and with whomever I wish, but if I get pregnant (a natural consequence of sex), I should be free to erase that consequence."


It seems kind of silly. We don't get that choice in other domains. "I should be free to go skydiving, and if it turns out that my parachute doesn't open, I should be free to not collide with the earth with fatal velocity."
and even if you have a parachute that opens 99.99% of the time, you still have to face the consequences if you fall into the .01% that doesn't open.
So the, "Yeah, but I used a condom, so I was being responsible" argument also fails.

Thanks, but no thanks, Obama!

Number 1: Vote

Number 2: Against

Number 3: Obama