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Wednesday, July 29, 2009

Goin' to the chapel

My daughter has a bit of an obsession. She is infatuated with everything involved in, thought about, or pertaining to being married/a wedding. In church, she bears her testimony... "I will get married in the temple." She sees a bride, on t.v., in a picture, anywhere... "Mommy, she is married, is she married in the temple, who is she married to...???" She sees any type of bouquet of flowers... "When I get married, I will have flowers, are those my married flowers?" 

And always this one:
T: Mommy, I will get married
Me: You can't get married until you are bigger, a grown up.
T: I will just get little married now.

The latest on this string is her absolute certainty that she will marry Rome. She asks/tells him: "Rome, will will you marry me." "Mommy, Rome and I will get married and he will put a veil on my head, and I will have beautiful flowers and a beautiful dress and we will be married." (Because we all know that marriage is ALL ABOUT a swanky dress, nice flowers, and the veil. Nothing more too it than that. Right?!) She then proceeds to make him dance with her and continues to tell him that they are married now. I try to inform her that in not so many years the idea of marrying your brother will not only sound unappealing, but downright gross. Nope, she's set. He is THE ONE. Well, at least I know I will like the in-laws!

Sunday, July 19, 2009

Lessons from a three year old

I shared this little tidbit with some friends the the other night:

ME: (something along the lines of...) Toria, that was a very bad choice and it makes me sad                  when you do that(pathetically, I don't even remember what it was that she did!)
TORIA: well, Heavenly Father loves me even when I make bad choices.

Howe do you respond to that one? Other than agreeing and being so glad that she knows this. One of the said friends responded with reminding me of the fact that this is so great that she knows this and how fantastic it will be if she can carry this with her thru her life. (Thanks, said friend.) And I thought about this so much. How great is this that she knows that she has someone that no matter what, will always love her. How much better would we all be if we REALLY knew that and REALLY believed this with all our hearts? I don't know about you all, but I have a feeling that most of us are much harder on ourselves than ANYONE else would even think about being. If we treated our friends like we treat ourselves sometimes, we wouldn't have many friends! Thus(I love that word), let's just give ourselves a little break and remember who loves us. 

The simple joys.




It doesn't take much to keep our little fam happy... 



A little rock band with Dad:



A little quality time:

Any, I repeat ANY "movement oriented" anything for the little guy(watch out neighborhood kids, he will climb on and claim any of these he sees):

Some little "fruits" of our garden:


The best things in life.