Abigail is 3

She is my Christmas baby. My easiest birth and maybe the scariest as well. She came to us fast and furious and that too would be a perfect way to describe her these days. She has us wrapped around her little finger, and she knows it. She says the funniest, most adorable things, like: "mommy, can I have 'whatever' ? Me: "not right now". Her, "please, I will give you a treat.....I will give you two treats"! Oh she kills me. I have the hardest time saying no to her, staying mad at her, or just plain being unhappy when I'm with her. She is joy at it's finest!

Aaron and I want to make sure her birthday is just as big a deal, just as important, as if she were born in another month that wasn't so crazy busy and already full of gifts. So, we've been celebrating her birthday for a few days. Sadly enough, her daddy couldn't be here with her today on her actual day, so we celebrated with him on Monday night and took her and the kids to see a real life reindeer. I'd like to add that it was a bone chilling night. FREEZING!!!!!

 Frienemies at its finest! These two are hands down each other best friends and worst enemies, at times. I think they will always be close and not just in age.

 There was an amazing ice sculptor there. This is a job I have no desire to ever have, but his work is very impressive for us onlookers. Can you imagine working outside in the freezing cold, with ice? No thank you.

After freezing our tooshies off outside we headed into the warmth for a nice cup of ice cream. You betcha! it's what the kids wanted and we are cheapos and the ice cream is cheap. The kids are troopers in the cold. They must have thick skin like their daddy, because I am a complete wimp!

Today we celebrated all day long. From sun up, to sun down. She woke to her favorite cereal (all the kids really), Lucky Charms! This they inherited all from me. It's my favorite too and Aaron detests it.

Do you see those cute, chubby little fingers holding up 3....she's been working on that for weeks I tell ya, weeks! It's her day and we had no rules as to how she could eat her cereal. Milk, no milk. Spoon, no spoon. Fingers, face, whatev....she got it.

 Notice all the marshmallows are gone. Ya, that is the best part and she knows it.

At this point her siblings were having some slight resentment because she was not so much in the sharing mood this morning (which is so very unlike her really).

We had some of her favorite things throughout the day. Yogurt, which all the kids got to enjoy. Yogurt is a staple in lots of homes, but I cannot keep it stocked long enough in my own. These kids LOVE yogurt.

 Then it was off to school for the older two and some one on one with just the mom. I took her to McDonald's. Yes I did. There. I despise McDonald's for those who don't know. I bought her a children's meal (what are they called people....what are they called?) and watched her eat it and let her play play play on the germ infested playground. Oh how I love this girl and although she can could count on one hand how many times she's been inside one of these places....the memories run thick and she LOVES them. What child doesn't really? She was beaming from ear to ear. And she gobbled up her happy meal. Happy meal. That's it. Happy meal. Anyway, I forgot my camera for this fun part of her day. Darn it! I was there though people. I really was.

After our lunch we picked up some balloons and did some more shopping. She is a fabulous shopping buddy. She received some money from two of her great grandparents so we had some fun buying a few little things this munchkin needs and some things she wanted too....like candy.

Mixed in between the hustle and bustle of our day, she received phone calls from Grandma's and Aunts, and a couple visits. Aunt Suzie came to see her with a gift; a soft lamb and blanket that Abigail has had her eye on for a few months when she saw it at Costco. She still squealed with delight when she saw it was now finally her very own. Grandma and Grandpa Eyre stopped by as well with their gift. Abigail is one grateful little girl. She was so sweet to say thank you before opening any presents and it was so heart felt.

The real anticipation was her cake however. She must have asked me 100 times if she could eat her cake. Poor girl. It was a long time to have to wait with so much celebrating going on. But the time finally came and she was not disappointed.

 

And then more gifts with lots of little helpers. 

Then it was off to eating cake and ice cream and playing with friends and new toys. She was happy. She is a happy little girl. She makes all of us pretty happy too. Even if it's really hard to get a decent picture with her.

Times a Tickin

It's been nothing but parties around here. And there's no end in sight....and we're not complaining! I do love a good party. Aaron's work party was nice and low key. There's a small group so it was kinda cozy. I made a fool of myself on the x-box or wii  or one of those silly games that I have no business playing. But I whooped any challenger in boxing and I do so love to win things. However, 3 days later, I'm still paying for it because I can hardly lift my arms over my head. Still worth the win!

Mom and Dad put together a party each year for their children and spouses. It is a favorite among us all. Nice meal, yummy dessert, games, gifts, talking about the true meaning of Christmas. Oh I love it.

 We all look forward to this each year. This year one of our gifts from my parents is a book my dad wrote. I can hardly wait to read it! So proud of him!

Hannah and I recently joined a mommy/daughter book club. We are reading the American Doll book series, starting with Samantha. So fun. We briefly discuss the book then we made snowflakes out of paper and had ginger snap cookies with hot chocolate. I'm so happy to have this time with just Hannah. This little lady of mine gets lost in the shuffle of our demanding house hold and I know she thrives on attention. Don't we all?

Last night we finished our weekend off with listening to the First Presidency Christmas Devotional. It was a little heaven on earth in my home last night. The cozy fire was on, Christmas tree was the only light we had while listening to a Prophet of God speak. Once again, the true meaning of what Christmas is all about, was shared. The spirit touched my heart again and again as I cuddled my sweet ones in my arms. My heart was so full of gratitude for these blessings of mine. We are so far from perfect. Our house does not run like clock work, the noise level is usually a few decibels higher than I wish, my temper gets the better of me from time to time, kind words are not always said, but each night we kneel down in prayer as a family and try to do better and I'm so grateful for that. Children really are the most forgiving beings on this earth! So much to learn from them.

Once the kids were tucked in their beds, Aaron and I talked more about the devotional we just heard and then we dreamed about taking our kids to a deserted cabin, tucked way in the back woods each year for Christmas. Go sledding every day, having a small Christmas tree, and a cozy wood burning fire, and escaping from the commercial Christmas our world has turned this time of year into. Wouldn't it be lovely to be together as a family, no phones, no TVs, no distractions, just time with each other? Well, the cabin hunt is already in progress. 

And still there is more fun ahead. My baby is turning 3 this week. More on that later, but I have such mixed feelings. Our ward Christmas party and more family fun as well. Such a blessed time.

Christmas Fairies

We were visited by the Christmas Fairies this morning. They brought a letter too.

Dear Hannah, Nathan, Abby too. Dear Mommy, Daddy, all of you,

The Jolly man has asked we stay until after Christmas Day, to watch and wait and sneak about in the special fairy way. We're Christmas fairies come to your home, Santa's special crew. So December first throughout the month, we everyday will move. You will find us here and there you know, moving quietly all around. Watching, noting, magically floating to tell Santa what we have found. A good little boy and sweet little girls is what we hope to see. Being nice to each other, your parents and friends will spread the Christmas glee. And if you do, you know, YOU KNOW, fun goodies and presents of joy will be found in your stockings and under the tree for each girl and boy. Please don't be naughty, mean or unkind, for this too we must tell and Santa may pass and not stop at your home or ring the Christmas bell. It must be remembered that we are magic and you never must touch our kind. For magic can be lost and forget to fly and never again will you find us moving or dancing or joking about which will sadden the holiday elves. And fly no more we will, so sad, sitting alone on Santa's shelves. So be good helpers and straighten your rooms. Be Grateful, Be Smart, Be Clean, Be True, Be Humble, Be Prayerful and Kind and never forget to believe. You will be good and Santa will come to bring smiles to every one for Christmas is here and we will be watching and join in all the fun!

love,
The Christmas Fairies

Nathan wanted to know if their magic would help us fly too. We told him probably not, but he quickly said, "maybe on Christmas day they will share their magic with us and we'll fly too"! Ha! I believe! Oh I believe!

M.O.M. - Move Over Martha

Yummy food. Wonderful Company. Beautiful Table. Fun ladies to work with. Fun Night Out.

Thanksgiving Weekend

I  knew it would be a full, fast, and furious weekend. Loved it all!

We, Set Christmas up at our House: Including putting the outside lights on the house and cleaning up this HUGE mess!

We ate way too much food and loved every bit of it. The kids loved running around the church and the men enjoyed an Eyre friendly game of basketball.

We ventured out for Black Friday and scored some great gifts for the kids. We are finished shopping for Christmas! We tilled in our garden. Look at Farmer Aaron. I've always wanted to be a farmers wife.
The kids enjoyed Grandma Eyre's traditional cookie party.

We visited the Greats. It's been too long and it was so nice to see my grandparents again. My sweet 98 year old Grandma Eyre is on her way out. I had to really fight back the tears when I saw her. She is a symbol of strength in every way. There is so much to be thankful for when I think of her and the life she has lived.

The weekend ended with a night at the Nielson's. Perfect ending!

And then my kids crashed out on the floor from complete exhaustion!

Thanksgiving

Tomorrow is likely to be a crazy, fun day, as well as the weekend. So, I wanted to write my kids thoughts on Thanksgiving while I have a second.

Hannah - she is thankful for:
Turkey
Holidays
Family
The Earth
Beautiful House
The sun
Flowers
Movies

Nathan - he is thankful for:
His blankie, as always
Friends
Games
Chickens

Abigail - she is thankful for:
Jesus
Birdies
Cars
Puppies

It was so fun to ask them what they are thankful for and to see them really think about it. I have so much to be thankful for. Of course there is the usual, my family, my health, warm house, friendships, but I'm especially thankful for a baby growing in my belly and to be past most of the sickness. I'm so thankful for children who see things so much simpler than I do and remind me every day what matters most. I'm thankful that the weather is chilly but not freezing. We are still able to go outside and enjoy the beauty. I'm thankful for my Savior and for the holiday that gets a lot more attention, for all the wrong reasons. I hope to have a more Christ centered Christmas in our home this year. Lots to be thankful for. Happy Thanksgiving!

June 2, 2012

Yes, we have an exact date for this little peanut growing in my belly. I went to the doctor for the first time this last week and listened to it's heart beat. So cool. I've always loved that first sound I get to hear. Nathan and Abigail were with me too and they were very intrigued as well. I'm further along than I thought, which is exciting. I thought I was 9 or 10 weeks when I went into the doctor and they confirmed that I'm actually 12 weeks. Yahoo! into my second trimester. That said, I read this description of what I could or should expect with myself in this phase right now:

"The hormones raging through your body can wreak havoc on your emotional sanity, so be prepared to spend the next few months swinging from one end of the emotional pendulum to the other. If you're feeling especially sad or depressed, talk to your doctor because prenatal depression is actually quite common".

Um, yes. Yes, that is the PERFECT description of me lately. Thank goodness there's a good explanation.
And here is our little peanut. Cute as a button, growing very well the doctor says.

Thankful Thursdays

* For fruit. It is something I crave all the time. Especially grapefruit. I'm so thankful to have fruit in my house almost daily and it's my favorite thing to eat first thing when I wake up.

* Warm house and warm clothes. I despise being cold. I have so many things to keep me warm and I sure am thankful for those things.

* To see my children learn. They each are learning new things all the time. Hannah is especially learning a lot with reading and writing. It is so fun to see her little mind comprehend new things. I've been blown away with how well Nathan is doing in preschool. He so enjoys what he is learning and it's so good for him to see his own success. Abigail is often found in a pile of books, reading them out loud to herself. I work hard to create a home that is an environment of learning and it's so nice to see them excited about it.

* Suzanna. I can't emphasize what a dear friend she is to me. She is insightful, honest, faithful, a true friend in every respect. I'm so grateful to have her in my life.

* The scriptures. They've been a source of comfort to me lately. When I read them, I feel at peace. When I don't, the peace is not so readily available. I'm also grateful for inspired talks by our general authorities and leaders of our church. It seems that lately I've listened to talks to that have spoken directly to my heart.

* Although I think Aaron works an insane amount of hours and it can sometimes create feelings of resentment, I'm so thankful he works so hard to take care of us. I'm so thankful that I can stay home with our kids and spend every day with them. Motherhood has become such a joy in my life and I am truly grateful to be able to be home with them.

Learning From the Dutch

This was taken from a website called Teaching Self Government. And I love it! And not just because it's Dutch, but I did like that too.

 Before the United States of America even existed, there were these colonies of many different people from different lands.  One of these colonies was called New Amsterdam.  The Dutch people settled this colony.  They were a happy people who enjoyed life.  The king of the Netherlands left the New Amsterdam colony to govern itself, and for a while they did OK.  They made good roads and homes and a popular sea port.  The port of New Amsterdam was one of the biggest trade centers in America.
After a while of governing themselves, and having no real rules, the citizens of New Amsterdam became lazy.  They let their homes and roads fall into dis-repair, they started letting their animals run loose in the city, they never attended church any longer, and took heavily to drinking.  Crime went up, and the city fell into ruin.  Without a vision of what they wanted their New Amsterdam to be like, and set boundaries for living and making choices, the people floundered as governors of their city.
When things hit a low point in New Amsterdam, the king of the Netherlands sent over a new governor to straighten things out.  His name was, Peter Stuyvesant.  Stuyvesant immediately drew lines between what was good, acceptable behavior and what was bad, inappropriate behavior.  He made consequences for wrong actions, instituted days of worship, and rules for how the city must be kept in repair.  People were held accountable for their actions under his rule.
At first the people resisted, and mocked his strict leadership, but after a short time of boundaries, and standards, the people were happier, more successful in business and family relationships, and enjoyed his leadership.  Ultimately, a street was named for this hard nosed Dutchman.  The people of New Amsterdam were grateful for Stuyvesant's rules, and consequences, because then they were able to learn that a person, or people, must learn to govern themselves strictly, according to what is right and what is wrong, in order to find success in their governing.
After some years, the Duke of York won a battle against the Dutch settlers and New Amsterdam was changed to New York.
Since this is a Teaching Self Government website, I probably don't have to say much else about this story.  It is easy to see from these Dutch settlers that a person left to govern themselves with no rules, vision, values, or consequences, will eventually stray from the productive path to happiness.  As parents, we must give our children rules, vision, values, and set a system of consequences in place so they can be HAPPY and thrive in this world of confusion and low standards.
I love history!

Do you need a pick me up?

Worth every second of my time. It will be worth every second of yours too.

http://byutv.org/watch/7c1b2fce-20bf-4688-bc0b-622ef958e2c0#ooid=Z2OGxvMjqq3Goqr-x9t9Cg9nxY9JPbR_

Classic Skating

Boy did this place bring back some memories! I haven't been back to this place since I was in middle school. Not much has changed with the main part of the building, but they now have this cool add on that we spent all of our time in. Also, I guess I had no idea just how hard it is to learn how to roller skate.

My camera was taking progressively worse pictures as the night went on. Very frustrating! This last shot of Hannah I just couldn't resist to post. Look at that look! She was not well pleased with me for leaving her to snap this picture.

Fun night out skating.



Thankful Thursdays

-Hannah. I'm so thankful for her. She is so helpful and thoughtful. This week she let me sleep in a little longer, got the kids all cereal and poured the milk. Then she came upstairs to tell me that she poured me a bowl and that my breakfast was ready. I love her.

-Nathan. He was so clingy to me the other day. He just wanted me to let him lay down on my lap, which I was so happy to do. I played with his hair and he loved every minute of the attention. And I loved every minute of his affection.

-Abigail. She has been a kitty or a dog lately, more than she's been Abigail. With that comes lots of "pet me mommy" and lots of licks from her too. I'm thinking she might be better than the real thing. She makes me smile.

-Aaron. My lover boy! He helps me not to take 'things' so seriously. Yet he is sensitive to what ails me  and he is my greatest ally. I love him more and more each day.