Friday Letters

                                                                My Baby!

Dear Children, School is officially out! We will have some fun this summer, but we will also have some reform going on also. hahaha!!! Dear Awkward, standing in the bathroom with the window open, it's dark outside. I hear this cat making a lot of noise. Suddenly it tries to jump through the window clawing down the screen! Freaked me out! Dear Girls Night, me and 5 girls. Oh boy! We had fun. Stayed up way too late, but it was fun. Dear Irrigation, the kids had a blast playing the muddy water. Caught two frogs and managed to cover yourselves with mud. Best kind of fun. Dear Hazel, you lost your first two teeth! You pulled the first one yourself and you waited so long the second one just fell out of your mouth! You are so funny. You graduated preschool and had to get two shots for school. You freaked out and decided you were not going to kindergarten. After you freaked out you said oh that didn't hurt so bad. Dear Avary, you came home from school and laid on the couch and sobbed. You said you will miss your teacher so much and you are afraid you will never see her again. you have been crying on and off all day. Dear Kade, you came home hollering with happiness. And you need a haircut. Dear Hailey, I had to go find you because you were hanging out with your friends around the corner. Good thing they are good kids. Dear Will, I enjoyed our pretend date where we snuck to dairy queen and then went and sat on the trampoline. I love you. Dear Self, there's just too much to do, too much that I want to do. And not enough time or energy. Somehow I run out of energy way before the kids do. I could use a real vacation.

This is NOT cool !

And would someone like to tell me how it got there in the first place.

Oh and wouldn't you love to stick your foot right into this?

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                                                             My kids are awesome

Dear Children, you tried so hard not argue all mothers day. I caught you cleaning the windows. It made me smile. Dear Mother's Day, I was awakened with breakfast in bed made by my children. And the sweetest homemade gifts. I took a nap. Flowers and a card from my Mr. Clark. And dinner with all nine of us. Dear Week, are there any more things I could possibly forget about until the last moment? Dear Mesa, it was nice to have Will go with us to the Dr. appts. and do all the driving. Although waking up with a headache when you you have to spend 7 hrs in the car is not that encouraging. Unfortunately it lasted all day and I was Done by the time we pulled up to the house at 10:30pm. Dear Hazel, you insisted on taking your bag into Taco Bell. As we are standing in line you pull out a play knife of Kade's that looks real and was waving it all over the place. I practically had to tackle you to take it away hoping that the public would realize it was fake. No..we are not going to rob Taco Bell today. Dear Hailey, your orchestra concert was really good. Looking back on the first one you all have come a very long way. Dear Will, I think it is safe to say that you are probably the first man to get up and bare your testimony in sacrament meeting with a pair of handcuffs in your pocket. Oh the things you confiscate when you take 7 kids to church. Dear Self, overwhelmed? Check.  Never ending list of very important necessary things to do? Check. Not accomplishing almost everything on that list? Check. Still blessed and loved everyday? Check.

Someone loves me

We call her HazelNut for a reason

I take Hazel (5) to Taco Bell. We get in line. Hazel pulls out a huge (plastic) knife and starts waving it around. I'm trying to tell her to "put that away" and not draw attention....who am I kidding... it's Hazel. I practically had to wrestle her to the ground to get it away from her with everyone staring. The look on their faces was priceless. No...we are NOT robbing Taco Bell today.

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                                                         this is how it should be

Dear Children, some of you are stinkers and that is the only way to put it. I will figure out a way to get through to you if it's the last think I do. Kill em with kindness...I'm working on that. Dear Briana, I think of you often. After two years you've been gone I think your sister said it best " Live like today's your last, laugh and love a little more, forgive, have no regrets, run your heart out! Be Better Because of Bri!!". I miss you my friend. Dear Hailey, I enjoyed our Mother Daughter mutual where you gave me a pedicure. And I love that you didn't complain at all like a lot of the other girls did. Love you Lou! Dear Avary, you are funny. On the way home from a neighborhood BBQ I asked Hailey why she wasn't hanging out with one of her friends that is a boy. You piped up and said "I know why it's because she's pregnant" me and Hailey looked at each other and started laughing. I asked you if you knew what pregnant meant and you said "uuuhh....no" When I told you , you got a sheepish grin and said "oh then never mind  Hailey said "well that's one way to say you think I'm fat". Hahaha I got a good laugh. Dear Stuff, we have moved my stuff 3 times now. Now that it is sitting in the middle of the front room I think I will have to finish unpacking. Wish me luck. Dear Will, you are my best friend. You are the one I would choose to spend all of my time with. The best part of the week was getting and hour with you walking around an old antique store, getting you to myself. Thank You for always being by my side and loving me even when I get overwhelmed or sad. I couldn't ask for a better companion to travel through this life with. Dear Self, the Lord must think I am super strong and resilient OR He thinks I need a lot more work on myself to scrape by. Some days I could just sit and cry. I just want to take away others pain and protect them. Other days I think oh yeah, Bring it. 

Friday Letters

                                        Lets just look at a picture that makes me happy.
                                              I look a little better than I do right now.

Dear Children, you all had the flu this week. Driving home for three hours with the little girls puking the whole way was not so great. Dear Neck, straining a muscle in my neck and being stuck that way all weekend. Don't underestimate a strained muscle. It hurts. Dear Family it was nice to see you. It would have been better if no one got sick. Dear Hailey, you threw up before school. Still trying to figure out why you tried to go to school, you didn't even make it to lunch. Dear Will, I don't know how you stopped yourself from puking. I really don't like it when you don't feel well. You know it's bad when you close the pharmacy. I'm glad you feel better now. Just in time for me to get it. Dear Self, my body has been at war with me this week. The flu took me out. I don't really see why I had to get it so bad. I have spent way to much time in bed. And it's not relaxing in the least.