Child's Prayer

While driving in the car Poppy started screaming, not crying, just yelling (this is not unusual and always unpleasant). To her shrieking I asked her (in my kind motherly tone) to:
"Use your inside voice Poppy", then "Poppy please quit screaming" after she continued screaming I reached behind the seat and hit her foot with my hand (not hard, just a get your attention type of slap) and said "Poppy stop yelling".
To this she started crying and screaming louder...
Oscar hating the noise started screaming at poppy to "stop crying". She wouldn't stop screaming...In a very sweet sincere voice Oscar folded his arms and said "Heavenly Father please make Poppy stop crying."
Suddenly she stopped crying...(I think this was because she was interested in his prayer)
Oscar then folds his arms bows his head and says "Thank you heavenly father for making her stop."

Weekend W/O daddy...

We seriously have a billion leaves...we have spent the past week playing over and over again in the giant piles...I'll post on this topic later.
Apple picking at the orchard. We picked some tasty apples with friends that we plan to can this week.
Friday the tikes and I went to a Halloween party at the Eaton ranch. It was a lot of fun and even had a headless horse-girl ride in. Later the kiddies got to take a ride on the pretty black ponies back. Here is the sunflower girl on teh horse (she LOVES to ride horses...she just beams when she 's up there)
When was the last time you saw a sweet little power ranger on a pony???
Lil' O's last soccer game. (coach Harley had a sweet soccer mask) Very entertaining especially with all of the side lines cheering for Oscar to RUN and Kick the ball. He likes to stand in the back and watch the game (not the aggressive in your face type) . He did a great job but told me he was very excited it was his last game, so he could start swimming lessons again (Auntie Nat can be proud).

Mainly we spent our days trying to keep busy because inevitably if we had down time the kiddies would start missing their Daddy. Each morning Poppy would ask "Where Daddy Go?".
Oscar told me on Thursday night "Mom. I wish yesterday was Saturday so dad would be home sooner." It was really cute.
The next day I found him explaining to Poppy "Today I have school, tomorrow we play with mommy, and Sunday after church, daddy will come home! To this they both cheered "yeah daddy come home!!" They both really miss him when he is out of town.
Speaking of which, I do find myself a little more on guard and anxious when Ricky isn't around. I'm very grateful NOT to be a single parent. I am much more secure and happy when Ricky is home. He just makes our lives better!
(Shout out to Jen who finished second marathon yesterday doing both of her marathons in one month! You go girl!)

Confidence...it's contagious!

(A pumpkin won't grow unless you plant it!)

Today after teaching my spinning class I was contemplating the great people I get to see each time I teach (mainly women, who are working on becoming better individuals by taking care of themselves). They come from all walks of life, but each of them are out there, doing something about who they are, rather than sitting home and doing nothing.

I've recently had connections with some people who are stuck in a self pity cycle of whoa-is-me... and rather than being sympathetic (which is of coarse what I really try to do when someone is in real need) I have found myself wanting to give them a nudge and say...come on don't be sacred, just get up and do something about it!

I should also note that I really have a zero-tolerance policy on whining...Poppy is the queen of it and it pretty much drives me nuts...so in my effort to get her to talk normally I try to say "Poppy, look at me and talk like a big girl".

This is the message that I want to give to those out there who are struggling or are in need of an extra push...get up and take control of the situation and have confidence in your ability to make the right decision! We truly short-change ourselves when we give insecurities the upper hand. I'm not saying I don't have insecurities...believe me I have a ton! But, the ability to see your weakness and to overcome it is so amazing, the knowledge of what you really can do is so inspiring!

After having all of these thoughts while driving home, I came home to find an email from my good friend Merilee and she included this message to me. I'm grateful to her for her inspired email...

"I sincerely hope you sisters fully understand the greatness of your gifts and talents and how all of you can achieve the 'highest place of honor' in the Church and in the world. One of your unique, precious, and sublime gifts is your femininity, with its natural grace, goodness, and divinity. Femininity is not just lipstick, stylish hairdos, and trendy clothes. It is the divine adornment of humanity. It finds expression in your qualities of your capacity to love, your spirituality, delicacy, radiance, sensitivity, creativity, charm, graciousness, gentleness, dignity, and quiet strength. It is manifest differently in each girl or woman, but each of you possesses it. Femininity is part of your inner beauty.

One of your particular gifts is your feminine intuition.
Do not limit yourselves. As you seek to know the will of our Heavenly
Father in your life and become more spiritual, you will be far more
attractive, even irresistible. You can use your smiling loveliness to bless
those you love and all you meet, and spread great joy. Femininity is part
of the God-given divinity within each of you. It is your incomparable
power and influence to do good. You can, through your supernal gifts, bless
the lives of children, women, and men. Be proud of your womanhood. Enhance
it. Use it to serve others."

(James E. Faust "Womanhood: The Highest Place of Honor," Ensign, May 2000, 96)
With this beautiful quote in mind, I want you to try to think of one thing that you have been not doing, but want to. One thing that you are going to set out to conquer...You can leave me a comment if you are willing to divulge such private information, or you can make a mental note to yourself that you will do something and give yourself a deadline.

I find that if I pledge to do something to someone else, then I HAVE to do it. So here it goes, I pledge that I am going to: Paint with confidence! I have some hidden artistic interests that have been weighing on my mind lately. I have these great ideas and then shirk at my ability to actually do them. Deep down I think I can, but I hesitate because of the commitment to the project that is involved. I currently have about three in the works. I will keep you posted on my progress. As a birthday present to myself, I want to have two of the three completed my NOVEMBER 7th!

Pumpkin Harvest...Are those from MY garden???

Here we have our Edgie family pumpkin harvest!
Can you believe these actually all came from my garden? There were even more than pictured, most of them volunteer from our compost pile last year. It was such a fun year of surprises as we waited to see what would actually grow from our volunteer squash plants.
Being one that LOVES surprises, I've decided to throw a few extra squash seeds into the compost pile that I hope will randomly appear somewhere in the garden next year. Just so I can anticipate and wait for the surprise effect!
Here is our budding artist at work...He was the inspiration for our pumpkin menagerie.
Here are the completed "carved" pumpkins...we decided to save the bake-able ones for a yummy pie at a later date. A few will also be going to school with Oscar tomorrow for his class to explore. Word on the streets (aka his teacher) the kids are gong to have to try eating some of the pumpkin innards (raw).
Tonight when I was putting Oscar to bed he asked me (nervously) if he was really going to have to taste them. I told him that yes, he would, and that they would probably taste good...I wouldn't really know I don't believe I've ever tasted the raw pumpkin guts before...Have you?
Happy Fall To the Blog World!

Dear Poppy...

Today will go down in your sweet little history as your first day for braids! No longer will you only be subjected to the little piggies, of which you promptly and forcefully ask to be removed, immediately after putting them in.
Today, you not only left them in the entire day (new record), but you actually liked them...Yes, you were this sweet little-big girl all day with your hair actually "done".
Although after a nap, and much play time, you actually looked something like this:
Today I couldn't help but want to squeeze all of your sweet, cutness like crazy! The braids, coupled with your new "Kitty" persona, has made my day of being your mom, oh-so-sweet. I love to watch you grow...and I really enjoyed bathing my new "Big" kitty (don't tell Dad...he may start sneezing).
-Mom

Letty Bo Betty's

It's official...I'm famous now! Here we have a pair of shoes named after me!!! It does help that they are made by my ex-roommate, cousin, and best friend Lisa...they are still cute however!! Here is the link to her shoe page called Baby Tidbitz.
This little darling is called Lily's Pad...sooooo cute! You should check out her sites. She is very creative.
And a big Thanks to Lisa for naming a shoe after me! ;0) Who wouldn't want that!

Liquor Store

Tonight I ventured for the first time in my almost 28 years of life, into the liquor store. Why you might ask? Would a Good Mormon girl who does not drink alcohol, be venturing into such a place?
A good challenge, and a desire for great home-made vanilla...For a while now, we have been making our own vanilla out of some vanilla beans we purchased off of eBay (note: you can get cheap vanilla beans on eBay, if you want really great vanilla!).
Tonight as I was getting ready to go to the store to get some MILK, Cereal, Bananas, Baby Wipes...etc. Ricky says...oh, and can you stop by the liquor store and pick up some more Rum and Vodka? I say...I don't even know where to find it! He says never mind I'll do it...

Therefore, my competitive, need for a good challenge self steps up to the plate and says...You can do it. I'll surprise my husband, that thinks I'm too much of a wuss to do it. Bedsides, why would a Mormon, mother of two, look any different than their typical clientel? (I should note that besides the checker, I was the only other female in the store...the others were a bunch of college guys chatting about what types of drinks are really great!)
The visit was quite uneventful, other than the fact that it was the first time I have ever been carded (or handed over my id to avoid her having to ask).

Which brings me to my next point...I do find in these situations, my pride comes to the surface and MAKES me ride to the challenge. So, in the future, if you should ever want me to do something, just present it in a nice challenging way and watch me go...