Showing posts from June, 2017

Leo's hard evening

Leo named the grasshopper he found outside Grasshoppy.
I had the bad ideaof catching it and putting it in a little container. 
Before bedtime we told Leo we needed to put Grasshoppy out in  the backyard so he could be back in his own home.
Leo was majorly upset by this.
No one could console him. Not even my nephew Jake who happened to be over for dinner  with his family. 

Finally Karen took both Leo and Grasshoppy outside  and let him go into the bushes.
To say Leo was crying just doesn't explain.  He sobbed so loudly and so painfully.  I'm not sure I ever heard a child cry that passionately. 
It was horrible. 
Karen asked for some paper and a green marker. Then she found a picture of one of Grasshoppy's relatives on her  phone....and used that to draw a picture of Grasshoppy.

This seemed to bring calm to Leo.

...until Karen mentioned Grasshoppy's name again

Oh my.

Karen put the picture in Grasshoppy's  container and told Leo he could sleep with it. 
More sobs carrying Grasshoppy's…

Hammers, and a new popsicle I found

What can children do during a heat wave you ask?
Two of our grandboys gathered toys  or whatever would fit into their boxes.
Then we filled them with water and in the freezer they went. 

Such excitement when it was frozen hard  and ready to take out to the backyard.

Their blocks of ice popped right out of the boxes, and they happily went to work.
They hammered and chopped trying to escape their toys. 

Leo got a bit overzealous with his hammer.  I was afraid someone would lose a finger or toe, or head. 
Karen found a teeny tiny Juliet sized hammer.

And I must tell you,  I finally found a decent popsicle the kids LOVE. 
I just don't have it in me to give them popsicles made with high  fructose corn syrup and artificial sugars. 
So these that are made with  regular ol' cane sugar and lots of fruits and vegetables. 
They have been a hit so far. 

We had an incident yesterday

Day one with our visiting Vancouver, Washington family Or...what could have been a horrible day.
So I went outside in the morning and all was quiet. I saw Richie in the background standing on the water fountain. (his Mom was out there too btw)

I thought, well, there's no water in it, and boys need to climb,  so I was fine with it.

He liked standing up there, and it made him happy,  so what's the harm.

Then I asked Tyler if he would bring up the roll up shade for me  so I could get better pictures.

Just as he was doing this I saw from the corner of my eye Richie,  fall against the fountain. 
We heard a crash, and the complete top half of the fountain broke  apart, and jagged broken parts of it fell on Richie. 
The biggest piece of it all slammed to the ground. 
We were all worried that at the very least  his foot or leg were broken.

But he just had some minor cuts and scrapes that a popsicle cured.

Now this may not look that bad....

But see that large part on the ground? It is so heavy I cannot eve…

Bad people

First Violet wanted to go show Great Grandpa her bird.  Or rather my bird. 

Then on the way home for a sleepover at our house, I asked Violet, 
"Now that it's summer, what time do you go to bed?"

She quickly answered,"How am I suppose to know? I can't even 
tell time."

Violet is just 6, and finished kindergarten last week. 

So after arriving home, we were helping her get ready for bed when 
I told her, "In the morning, if you get up before us, be sure not 
to open any of the outside doors, or the alarm will go off."

She looked confused and asked, "What's an alarm?"

Grandpa was standing near by so he explained as gently as he could 
that if any bad people were to try to get into our house at night we 
would be safe because "the loud alarm would alert the police."

She nodded right away to that, like she totally understood, and then 
she said, "I know about bad people. We have practices at 
school. Our teacher turns off the lights and lo…

An easy meal for 11

There is a family who our church ward has been helping. They are  of a different religion, but that makes no difference to us.  We still get to help. 
A Mom and her 10 sons, while her husband is recovering from a  heart attack he had last January. Progress has been very slow. Sadly he is still on a trachea and ventilator. 
So last night was my turn again to make their dinner,  and I had so little time and energy this week,  so I opted to try something different.
I bought these 3 ready to make kits at Costco,  which we've never tried. 

Just 30 minutes of prep/cooking time,  and we were ready to deliver their food. 

A mom and her TEN sons, need lots of food.

Violet was here for a sleepover and in the baking mood. So we also made them a cake,  and she made a little one for herself. Of course.

Before we headed out the door to deliver,  I had Dennis taste the food. 
 I wish I had thought to pull out a plate full for him,  and not just a taste, because he loved it. 

I keep thinking....TEN sons.  Ages 1-21. 

Happy Father's Day!

My Dad was in the hospital a few weeks ago.....
His problems were not solved, 
and he was sent him home weak and tired.

But then he heard that his care provider, Tom, 
had never been on a train before.

So a few days later Dad made plans, 
and away they went for Tom's first train ride to Hanford.

When I heard they were going I thought...really??! 
Dad's not up to doing that! 

But good for him!

Of course this Hanford trip included a stop at Superior Dairy. 
The place with the SAME decor, (complete with paint chipping), 
where my Dad took me as a little girl. 

My Dad's always been a quiet charger through life. He doesn't talk 
much about what he will do or why, he just does it. 

But he did write about it back in 1976:

"1. That which we persist in doing becomes easier, not that the task itself has changed, but our ability to accomplish it becomes increased. (quote by Ralph Waldo Emerson from a talk by Heber J. Grant)

2. There is no such thing as a "free lunch"...somebody has…

I want to remember these....

Some family milestones I want to remember. 

I know some of these pictures have been on Facebook, 
but still, I want them here.

Our 3 year old granddaughter Scarlett's  very first dance recital in Boston!

I can see happy written all over McKenna and Scarlett's faces.

Our granddaughter Emily at her senior ball. 
Katie went on one too but I don't have a picture :(

I hope my sister Robin will frame this one.
Her youngest daughter McKenzie graduated from high school  surrounded by her sisters Brooke, Lauren, and Ashley. 

Our granddaughters, Katie and Emily graduating  from 4 years of seminary!

My nephew Alex leaving his childhood home for the last time.  My brother and his wife moved to Toronto to serve a mission. Painfully sweet.

Téa just got braces. They sure put them on young these days.  Wonder what's up with that. 

There are other milestones in the family,  but these I had pictures of. 

Change keeps happening.  That's one thing we can count on!

The party we didn't attend

I hope I can explain this right. 

Every Memorial day, our neighborhood, for the past 3 years of its 
existence, gets together to celebrate. 

So last Monday evening, there was lots of this:

Den and I thought it was too hot to go outside that day we missed out.

But the next day I looked through our  neighborhood website to see how it all went. 
I scrolled through picture after picture of families  appearing to have a great time together.
Picture after picture, and then I came to this family:

I have not met these people and have no idea who they are, only  that they live in one of the 130 houses of our neighborhood.
I am in awe by them.

I keep looking at these 2 photos.
I've often wondered if special needs babies are born into homes of  extraordinary people,  or if these special needs children turn their parents into  extraordinary people. 
I don't know how it works. But to care for them, is giving 24/7 non stop service.
I feel a reverence for those who have such challenges in life.  I find myse…