It's What Fun Is

 

 

Every year, NuSkin kindly treats its employees and their immediate family members to a summer party.  Over the past years we've often found ourselves enjoying an amusement park opened exclusively for our group on a September evening.  We are fed a barbecue meal of hamburgers and hot dogs and then left to enjoy all of the rides that Lagoon has to offer at our own leisure and without the massive crowds.  It is a lovely scenario made only more enjoyable by favorable weather.  We love how well Jason's company takes care of its employees.

 

Ella was truly able to enjoy all of the rides in Kiddie Land

this year.  She made a great ride partner for Garrett.

I'm not sure why, by I always have to snap a picture of the back of my

children's heads as they drive away on this ride.  (Jason actually

photographed this one while I was off with the older boys

on more extreme rides.  He knew I would want it.  He was right!)

 

Garrett was tall enough to meet the height requirements for some of the

larger rides. It turns out he is just as much of a thrill seeker as the

rest of the boys.  He loved The Bat and the tube water slide. 

 

Spencer loves a good roller coaster, but he enjoys a simple ride from

time to time, too. (I loved that I was walking at the back of the pack

 when he grabbed a hold of Garrett's hand and walked along swinging his

arm.  It made for a great candid shot.)

Yep, me and my kids are kind-of "adrenaline junkies"

(Brevin and I are on the right side).

An evening train ride around the park with my fun little

family is a perfect way to spend my time.

 

 

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"What a Glorious Feeling! I'm Happy Again."

 

We haven't had a really good summer rainstorm that could fill the gutters with water enough to play in...until now.  The much needed water saturated our lawn and provided about a half hour's worth of pure, delightful entertainment.  It wasn't until the lightning came close that the children were driven inside to eat their dinner of baked spaghetti and garlic toast.  I love those kind of days!

 

 

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So, It's Come to This...

Ella's propensity for climbing has necessitated some changes around the house. For quite some time she has been able to climb out of her crib.  No problem. She then started to climb up on the side of her crib in the middle of the night to get a pacifier out of the top drawer of the seven drawer dresser.  Umm....big problem!  The crib was taken down and stored away for a fourth time and a toddler bed was put in it's place. 

It's official then, I suppose.  Ella is no longer a baby.  She is very much a toddler.  I guess I should have seen this coming.  I mean, she's all of a sudden started talking now, adding words to her vocabulary like bottle, buckle, cereal, rain, guys, what, boo, poo, toot, bless you, thank you, grandpa, and even baby.  Yes, she's used the term "baby" to describe another child, so I think it's time to face the fact that the days and months are sneaking past me and this little one is growing up. And fast.

Sometimes I feel a little desperate because the only "pause button" I have access to in this whirlwind pace of life is the shutter button of my camera.  At least there are a few moments when I can look down on Ella as she sleeps and still think of her as my sweet, little baby (even if she is in a toddler bed).

 

 

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Joy School

Three other mothers and I have decided to collaborate together and provide a preschool experience for our children.  We take turns teaching each week, and we meet on Tuesdays and Thursdays for two hours in the afternoon.  It works perfectly for me because it is during the time when Ella takes a nap so she is out of the way when it's my turn to teach, and on the days I send Garrett to another home, I have a moment of complete quiet in my house.

While it was unknown how Garrett would respond to a structured learning experience, I am relieved to report that he has done remarkably well.  He enjoys the company of the children and looks forward to participating in activities.  I can still observe him during my teaching times, and that has given me great insight as to what I can help reinforce on a daily basis with him.  I am so completely pleased with the whole arrangement.  It's a bonus that the children really "click" together, too!

 

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Minding Our Own Beeswax

 

 According to our "bee bible" (Bee Keeping for Dummies), Labor day weekend is supposedly a good time to harvest honey.  We knew we had some honey to collect this year, and so we were looking forward to the project.

 

After an inspection of the hive, Jason determined that we would collect the honey from only one of our shallow boxes.  We'll give the bees a couple more weeks to finish filling the second and we'll harvest again near the end of the month. 

 

Last year was our first attempt at collecting honey.  With the exception of being lucky enough to get honey in the first place, it was a sticky disaster.  After Jason researched the topic online, we found a great video tutorial that guided us through a more effective method of harvesting honey for this year's event. 

 

First, we scraped the honey-filled comb off of the frame with a putty knife.

 One frame at a time, we gathered the comb into a baking pan lined with a pastry mat.

 

We crushed the comb until it was the consistency of oatmeal before we transferred it into a filter that fit into the top of a five-gallon collection bucket.

The bucket was then placed outside so that the heat of the day would assist the honey to flow through the filter and collect in the bottom of the bucket.

Once all the honey was filtered, we got to filling the jars and bottles.

We reaped a lovely amount of honey, rich and deep golden in color.  I swear it tastes better than any other honey we've had, but that just seems to be the way it is when it comes from your own garden as a product of your own labors.

And now if you'll excuse me.  I think I will go make myself a peanut butter and honey sandwich.

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Four and a half years ago I became familiar with the ever popular blog the NieNie Dialogues.  Since that time, I have enjoyed reading about Stephanie Nielsen and her family, and I've even taken to adopt some of her traditions for my own family.  The Back-to-School feast is one such idea I gleaned from her posts, and we have done it ever since.  It has become a special celebration to signal the end of summer and welcome in the new school year with recommitted purpose.

 

On the Monday before the first day of school, we enjoy a formal meal, complete with china and real silverware.  Jason and I talk to our children and express our expectations for the upcoming school year.  We introduce a scripture that we hope will become a guide to inspire the choices our children make when they are away from our direct influence at school.  This year the scripture of choice teaches, "Arise from the dust, my sons, and be men, and be determined in one mind and in one heart, united in all things..."  This is a message that really resonated with me because I am recognizing that as my children grow older, they are capable of living up to the expectation of being men, or, as I like to encourage them, gentlemen.  More than anything, I hope for them to develop a strong sense of unity and commitment to each other and their family.  (Only time will tell if any of that message got through all of the goofing-off and disobedient behavior that was displayed at times during our discussion.)

 

After dinner and our lesson, each of the boys were given a father's blessing as Brevin and Spencer prepare for another school year, and Garrett prepares for the start of preschool.  Not to be left out, Ella climbed in the chair and insisted that she, too, have a blessing.  

 

Before I knew it, it was time to send my children off for school and place them in the primary care of their new teachers. I am excited for them as the begin a new chapter in their lives.

Here is Brevin on the first day of 4th grade. His teacher is Mrs. Wride.

Here is Spencer on the first day of 2nd grade. His teacher is Miss Winkel.

They attend Art City Elementary School and the school mascot is the eagle.

On the first morning, the halls were buzzing with children's excited

chattering.  Even the teachers looked happy to start a new year.

While I'm not sure how many more years these boys will tolerate a photo

at their classroom desk, I am glad they still seem happy to let me do it.

 

 

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Initiated

Spencer had his first Cub Scout Pack Meeting on August 15th.  He was welcomed into Pack #1476 with the boys chanting, "Baby powder.  Baby powder," as Jason marked his back with an animal paw print.  He also received his Bobcat Rank and was ceremoniously presented with his patch followed with a Native American face painting ritual.  Jason and I are excited for him to now be a part of the Scout experience, and we look forward to all of the activities that he will participate in along the way.  We are proud of our little Bobcat.

 

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