Showing posts from January, 2017

All we can do is look at this with a sigh of relief...

A few days ago I was making breakfast when Den came in and told 
me our granddaughter Emily (in Utah) had been in an accident. 

My immediate question was of course "Is she okay?"
He said she was fine but just shook up.
Then he showed me the picture...
Oh my.  The roads were very icy and slick. Kim (her Mom) said Emily would 
have gone completely into the canalhad she not run into a car 
first....which slowed her impact just enough.

I told Den, Emily should frame that picture and put it somewhere 
special for safe she will always remember her 
Kind of reminds several years ago when Tyler was driving on those 
icy Utah roads. He came upon an intersection but because of the icy 
road he couldn't stop just as a bus was passing through.
The bus clipped his license plate off his car, and kept on going. He 
was THAT close. We are talking, what? 1/2 inch difference and that 
bus would have got him.
I read somewhere just this week that miracles happen every day but 
we have…

McKay singing to his son

When McKay was barely walking I noticed he had great rhythm 
when music would come on. I made a mental note back then to get 
him into music lessons when he was a little older.

I never did, and I've always regretted it.

Fast forward to this husband and father of 3, McKay wanted to play the he just got on Youtube and taught himself.

I so loved the music he brought into our home 
while he was here last month.

Be sure and see Scarlett at the very end. 
Love the Boston accent she already has, and she's only 3.

Oh that interesting DNA

Learning recently through DNA testing that my son Tyler is 34% Irish, and my brother Richard, 45%
Irish, was a complete surprise.

I would have guessed we had zero Irish in us.

Many years ago a friend of mine who is Irish, put a song on her blog about the very first immigrant to
enter Ellis Island, NY in 1892. That was Annie Moore from Ireland. She was only 15 years old and
traveled in horrible conditions on that ship with her two little brothers for 12 days, including
Christmas. I immediately loved this song and have played it more than any other song on my
playlist for years.

I just really really like it.

Now, just knowing about our Irish background sort of gives me, in a strange sort of way permission
to like this song all the more.

As for my Irish friend who put this song on her blog years ago, she had her DNA done recently and
found out she's not so Irish after all. She's mainly Scandinavian!

I sent away for my own DNA kit today. I thought siblings were all the same in thei…

Thinking about their answers all week

After giving a Primary lesson last Sunday, I had about 10 minutes leftover so I asked this class of 7
eight year olds a question. I asked them "without mentioning any toys, what was THE VERY 
BEST part of Christmas" for them.  I explained that it could be something about Christmas day, or the season of Christmas.  I asked them to sit and think about it for a few moments. Then I asked for their answers.  One by one they raised their hands, and this is what they told me: Kyla said her very best part of the Christmas season was that her Uncle became a doctor. I asked
her what kind of doctor and she said just smiled and shrugged her shoulders. Like it didn't
matter. But she knew her uncle was happy, so she was too.  Sydney said one day last month she had the thought come to her that maybe she could make a
nativity for her family. So she went upstairs to her bedroom and started cutting up paper to form
the people and the animals. Then she gave it to her mom. That was her best …

I think these two said it very well

"I can’t speak for everyone, but I think the world would be a  much better place if we worked harder at loving one another  than being seen as right. Let’s have a blessed new year!"
Chip and Joanne Gaines

Or maybe I like this even better: “It’s not about what color your skin is, how much money you  have in the bank, your political affiliation, sexual orientation,  gender, nationality or faith,” Chip writes. “That’s all  fascinating, but it cannot add or take away from the reality that  we’re already pulling for you. We are not about to get in the  nasty business of throwing stones at each other, don’t ask us to  cause we won’t play that way.”
If only everyone could feel this way....

To read the rest of this article go HERE

My favorite game

Have you ever heard of Box of Lies?

It's a game my kids introduced me to during our Christmas campout. I was surprised at how fun it
was. And I don't play games, just ask my kids. But I like the acting involved in this.

McKenna gathered up boxes all over the house and garage and then put different things in them. Then
while one person looks into the box and describes it, the other person has to decide if they are telling
the truth about what's in there.

We all played this and not one of us told the truth. It was too fun making things up.

I just hope we didn't confuse the grandchildren, watching and taking it all in.

My two Bookclubs 2017

If you have read any of these books 
please let me know what you thought, okay?

Book club #1 First Thursday of every month at Kristi Call's
January 5th Book: The Orphan Keeper Author: Cameron Wright Hostess: Location: Kristi’s Home
February 2nd Book: Operation Overflight: The U-2 Spy Pilot Tells His Story for the First Time Author: Kurt Gentry & Gary Powers Hostess: Location: Kristi’s Home
March 2nd Book: More Than the Tattooed Mormon Author: Al Caraway Hostess:  Location: Kristi’s Home
April 6th Book: An Old Fashioned Girl Author: Louisa May Alcott Hostess: Kristi Call Location: Kristi’s Home
May 4th Book: The Blue Bottle Club Author: Penelope J. Stokes Hostess: Location: Kristi’s Home
June 1st Book: Pope Joan Author: Donna Woolfolk Cross Hostess: Location: Kristi’s Home
July 6

Karen's (hearty) potato bar

Potato bars are tasty and all...HOWEVER in my opinion they aren't usually very filling. 
They can even seem more like an appetizer,  or at best, a light dinner.
While here last month, Karen introduced me to a sort of sloppy joe  type filling to go over the potatoes, 
(before you put on everything else, like the cheese, onions, sour cream, etc.) 
photo from Lauren's Latest

I loved these so much that I asked her to make them again a few  days later. Is that not a good mother in law thing to do, I'm not  sure, but Karen is Karen and she acted so sweet  about doing it all over again for me. 
Karen with Juliet, McKenna with Annie

She got this recipe from a popular food blog, Lauren's Latest. 
On Lauren's Latest this crockpot recipe is for Sloppy Joes,  ...but Karen made afew minor changes for going over potatoes:
**She used ground turkey instead of beef, only one cup of water, 
a rounded 1/4 c of brown sugar, about a T of regular mustard instead of the dry mustard.**

So be sure and tak…

What our kids gave us for Christmas

We have 8 of them you know. Adult kids, I mean.  And they are all married. So that means 16.
They were all so thoughtful, as you will see. 
Each one so creative and unique.

Here we go.
I'm just posting them in the order they are in my camera.

We didn't even know something like this existed. I think of it as Siri for the home, except her name is Alexa. She answers so many of our questions,  plus she will play any song we request.

A picture of our Massachusetts Family!
Oh how thankful we are to have this gift. McKenna, McKay Grant, Scarlett, and Annie

Scarlett and Annie
The sistas (as Scarlett would say in her Boston accent)

This family took selfies of each of their children nearly every Sunday for the entire year!  And then put it in book form for us.  They also took several of other memories of this past year. Oh, how special this is!! I love going through it and watching how much the children have grown and changed  in just one year, especially Juliet.

What a Christmas surprise these were! 
Came …

Highlights of our 10 family visitors

My 2 youngest sons, their wives, and 6 littles between them.

The tree looked good for the first day...

We learned quickly with 6 under 6, no waywould the gifts last under the tree. Thankfully we had an extra shower for that.

We had projects going on continually.

Grant was amazing. He could make mazes out of anything. 
Or paths from his sister's toys.

My bathroom seemed to be a main attraction for the littles. 

They would stay and tell me about life while I put on makeup.

Sweet babies everywhere.  We didn't dare close the pantry door before looking inside. 

Annie just trying to get her own drink of water like everyone else.

It takes a village to get the blueberries all picked up.  And we had one. 

You know that saying, "Where ever you go, there you are." This applies to going to church on Christmas morning, too.  Den needed to vacuum up where the little grand darlings  had been before we went home.  My Mom would be proud. She use to say,