Cherish The Moments

I wrapped a fluffy warm towel around Luca as she walked out of the baptismal font and hurried her into the dressing room. I couldn’t stop my eyes from filling up with tears. She was shivering and smiling and her face glowed.

“Brrrrrr! What do I do with these wet clothes?” she giggled, as she struggled to pull the wet jumpsuit off.

I giggled back as I helped her pull the wet clothes off of her warm wiggly body.

I slowed down as I was buttoning up the buttons on the darling dress we had picked out for her. I wanted the moment to last as long as we could stretch it out, without making the guests in the room outside the door wait too long.

I breathed in the smell of her clean hair as she struggled to put her little white eyelet lace socks on her damp feet. We giggled again as we realized they were inside out and I had to turn them around and put them back on her feet.

Lu's baptism

I had a brief flash of what it will be like when I am helping her dress as she is ready to go through the temple for the first time, and then again as she is dressing for her wedding.

I would like to have a picture of the look between her and her dad as they stepped into the water and he took her hands and bent over to whisper comfort in her ear as he prepared to baptize her. She didn’t look nervous, just a little jittery and excited, as she looked at him with total trust. Was it really eight years ago today that I watched him hold her for the first time and kiss her soft little newborn forehead?

I wish I could pack up these moments and put them in a pretty little box with a bow so I could revisit them whenever I need a reminder of how blessed I am.

Foiled Again: Another Get-Rich-Quick Scheme Failure Story

leprechaun trap

Me: How was your St. Patricks Day party at school? Did you catch a leprechaun?!

Lincoln: No, but he left me some chocolate gold. You can’t use that kind of gold to go to Disneyland, but it tasted good. I didn’t get an award though. Most of the other kids got them, but the leprechaun only left them for the traps that he really liked.

I later found out that “most” of the kids in his class of 24 actually means four kids.

There is a trap door by the gold rocks at the top so that when those pesky leprechauns try to take his gold they fall down into the trap. Lincoln can then barter with the little green men to give him all of their gold in return for their freedom.

He almost caught one, but it managed to escape. During his escape he dropped a few of his golden chocolate coins so Lincoln was pretty pleased at how close he came.

Maybe next year we will improve the trap enough to get the gold he wants to go to Disneyland.

Twelve Years


Today marks 12 years of marriage for Brett and I. I wouldn’t even know where to start so here are a few things that make me smile when thinking of our years together:

* The long late night phone calls where I fell in love with his deep outbursts of laughter long before I saw his face for the first time.

* Leaning on him at the airport just before we had to say goodbye for the first time.

* Hearing, “I love you” for the first time and feeling relief that it wasn’t just me feeling it.

* Moving our wedding date up three times because we couldn’t stand to be apart.

* Late night walks in the rain from our Capitol Hill apartment to downtown Seattle to get hot chocolate.

* Making out in the hotel pools when I was able to tag along on business trips. Sorry parents of kids in the shallow end. I was a newlywed and didn’t really notice there were other people around.

* Him wiping the bird poop off my head with his shirt. That is devotion.

* Eating McDonalds on the floor of our first house because we didn’t own a table.

* The crooked grin and dazed look on his face when I told him he was going to be a daddy.

* Him cleaning up all of the accidents our puppy had because I was pregnant and sick.

* The admiring looks he gave me after giving birth to our babies.

* Him holding each our our babies for the first time.

* The understanding, support, and encouragement I got when breastfeeding wasn’t as easy as I thought it would be.

* The long commute and hours at work so that I could stay home with our children.

* Him driving to work in the old Volvo, whose wiper was held in place by a bungee chord and duct tape and had no heater, so that I could have the good car “just in case” I wanted to get out of the house.

* All the jokes that I didn’t realize were jokes at the time, but found myself laughing at days later.

* All the many many foot rubs. (and the many more to come!)

* Holding hands across the table during a rare meal without children.

* The replacement sunglasses I found in my desk drawer after losing my very expensive first pair. Totally undeserved, but completely appreciated.

* Him blessing and praying for our children when they are sick or struggling.

* The shared love of music.

* Being told how pretty he thinks I am, even when I haven’t had time for a shower that day.

* Him telling me he loves my body, even when I still have evidence of pregnancy wrapped around my middle.

* All the kid puke he has cleaned up because I gag at the thought of it.

* All the late night chats hours after we have laid down to go to sleep.

* The laughter, the tears, the love, the pain, the commonalities, the differences, the humor, the growth, the tenderness, the sacrifice, the spark, and all that is yet to come.

Get One Of A Kind Whim Creation

I love this idea from one of my favorite bloggers, Mrs. Organic.

The first 3 people to leave a comment on this post will receive a handmade gift from me during this year. When and what will be a surprise. There’s a small catch though…Post this same thing on your own blog and then come back and leave a comment telling me you’re in. Remember, only the first 3 comments receive the gift!

Get crafting! Go right ahead and be the first three. You never know what you might get!