Yeah, I Guess You Could Call Me a Soccer Mom

   

 

(And while you're at it, you might as well call Jason "Coach.")

 

Recreational athletics give our family a wonderful opportunity to spend time together, cheering each other on in personal achievements and supporting each other through team failures.  Our children are active and get a healthy dose of sportsmanship practice.  Overall, we have a really good time being involved.

 

In fact, Jason enjoys being involved so much, he has been a coach a number of times.  This year, he signed up to coach Garrett's cub soccer team and then was asked by the recreation department to coach Spencer's also.  I would have had to "put my foot down" if he coached Brevin's flag football team as well.  Thankfully, I didn't have to.  I did, however, have to attend both coaches meetings and initiate and run soccer practices for both teams at the beginning of the season while Jason was on a week-long business trip to Japan.  That was quite an adventure. 

 

Boy, I'm telling you!  Cub soccer is where it's at!  Games are short, there are no goal keepers, the atmosphere is light and positive, and the children are hilarious to watch.  Most video footage I tried to capture during the games is ruined by my incessant shaking due to laughter.  It is so funny to watch Garrett run around, working his tongue in and out of his mouth as he chases shadows on the field.  He kept very much to the outer perimeter of the group cluster during most of the game time, but we did manage to snap a photo or two of him in the middle of the action:

 

Spencer was a part of a U-10 team that was young, and most of the kids were playing with each other for the first time. Many other teams had been together for a year.  They had a lot of raw talent, though, but they were challenging to coach. Jason and I would work both sides of the field, trying to give encouragement and make players aware of where they were on the field.  In the games that they were successful, it often boiled down to playing positions properly. As the season progressed, one thing was very obvious.  Spencer was skilled at working the field and controlling the ball.  He had several goals for the season, averaging one per game. I know I'm his mother, and all, but I was legitimately impressed: 

(Now, lest you think we were running around like crazy, please know that the soccer seasons only overlapped a little with the flag football season and were not going on simultaneously.)

Brevin's flag football season had a record almost opposite to that of last year.  Last year his team was undefeated in the regular season and played for the championship in the Super Bowl, losing in a very close game to an equally talented team.  While he was still on the Packers team this year, many of his teammates had moved on to the next level and he even had a new coach.  They finished second to last this time around.  Even so, it was an incredible experience. Brevin's team was greatly improved over the course of the season.  They maintained a positive attitude the entire time, and they even had some really unforgettable moments at the hand of some sweet trick plays.  I was grateful he had the experience of being on both ends of the win/loss spectrum and could learn to be a good sport during both circumstances.  I guess the losses were softened quite a bit by the fact that Brevin had more playing opportunities and scored seven touchdowns for the season.  By my measuring stick, it was a successful year.

These next four photos are a time-lapse of one of Brevin's touchdowns:

 

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Dedicated

With the completion of the the Brigham City, Utah Temple, an opportunity was afforded to all members of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints. Regular church meetings were cancelled for the day to accommodate three dedicatory sessions that would be broadcast to all of the surrounding stake centers.  Baptised members of the Church, eight years and older, were invited to attend the special ceremony.  Jason attended the earliest session with Spencer, while I attended the afternoon session with Brevin. 

It is always such a blessing to be able to enjoy an experience like that together with family members, and the Brigham City Temple dedication was no exception.  I am grateful I could attend that meeting and be reminded of special, promised blessings that come from ordinances performed in holy temples. I am blessed with the assurance that life is eternal and that family associations can be, too.  What a privilege it is to have temples!

Brevin's Dinosaur Exhibit

Fourth grade has proven to be the year of the at-home-project.  There is some sort of fun assignment every month and, on occasion, sometimes two.  I have enjoyed the opportunity to have hands on experience as I have worked with Brevin to complete book report projects and science displays.

For his Dinosaur Museum, Brevin chose to do a relief salt map.  (Okay, I strongly encouraged him to do the salt map because I had fond memories of making those with my mother.)   Once all of the projects were brought to school, the gym was turned into a make-shift museum for parents to come and view all of the different displays.  It was very enjoyable, and Garrett loved the hands-on dinosaur bone displays. 

When it was all done, I was relieved to find that Brevin was satisfied with keeping a picture of his project as opposed to the actual thing.  Unlike the salt maps that I made in grade school that sat on tops of bookshelves acting as permanent dust collectors for many years, Brevin was totally okay with storing his in the garbage receptacle.  And I was totally okay with that.

 

 

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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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