2 new things

We got a new camera for work. It takes great pictures...

It's very cool. Ann (see picture below) reminded me that it belongs to 161 and isn't the personal property of Jenn. What?

And Court cut my hair today. 
(before, blah hair)

(after)- Quite stylish. My friend Courtney has skills. Considering what she had to work with, she's a genius.

(of course all pictures were taking with the cool new camera that belongs to 161...)

what she wishes she could say to her brother.

Remember who you are.

Each morning on my way to work I take these three:

and drop them off at school. As they climb out of the car I call out,

     

     "make good choices"

     "be kind to others"

     "return with honor" and most importantly

     "remember who you are"

Yesterday, Emma was with me when I dropped them off. After I called out:

     "remember who you are"

Miss Emma said, "Mom, why do you say that?" They know who they are. They are Brax, Ryan, and Allie. Mom, they KNOW who they are (shaking her head).

I replied, "they know who they are sweetheart, but I want them to remember WHO they are". They are children of Heavenly Father, they are taught to make good choices, they are "Warriors for good" for the Savior (tried for a bit a dramatics there at the end).

She didn't say anything for a minute, and then she said, "Oh I get it!
That is so funny. I didn't think you knew that they know who they are, Like going to school makes them forget they are Brax, Allie and Ryan".
That is really funny."

and the she started to laugh. Here she is as we pulled out of the parking lot. I think she really thought I was crazy.

Our family in 2010.

no new year resolutions, only things we want to do this year.  I added the last one as an after thought. I'm so sneaky.

-oh, the brush IS on the kitchen table (Emma had hidden it and I had just found it) and if you looked to the left of the picture you can see where I burned the table. That's another post. Coming later.

Completely Spontaneous Sacrament Meeting Conversation

Emma: Mom!

Mom: shhh...

Emma: mum (quieter tone)

Mom: Yes?

Emma: Mom. I totally can't get married now. Rhett is gone and I don't know where Orry lives.

Mom: Orry? Orry who? (could have been Harry, not sure, she was trying to whisper)

Emma: I met him at the playground with Grandpa. So cute.

Mom: umm...ok.
Emma: Want to see the picture I colored?
Mom: sure.

This is Christmas too.

on trax. headed to the lights.

This is Christmas.

Found here

some type of ritualistic dance was going on by the tree last night.  The Santas were somehow involved. I really don't know.

 

no patience whatsoever

Emma came looking for me last night. I was in my bathroom, with the door LOCKED. (I have learned). She banged on the door for a couple of minutes, and I told her to wait, I would be out soon. She voiced her complaints that I was not immediately available, banged on the door again and left.

2 minutes later this was slid under my bathroom door.

FHE

Brax planned FHE yesterday. We made gingerbread men and put them on the tree (yearly tradition). He had Emma 'skewer' their heads (for the ribbon) before cooking. Of course she thought that was the best part, my morbid child.

A beautiful photo

Emma is at her Dad's.

Brax is in Salt Lake with the YM and YW at the Orquirrh Mountain Temple.

I am wasting time browsing through blogs which keep linking me here, then here, then here...you know how it goes. I think I am actually stalling. I should be cleaning.

In my explorations I found this. A beautiful photo by Jack R. Johanson

 The Falling Of The Leaves by William Butler Yeats

Autumn is over the long leaves that love us,
And over the mice in the barley sheaves;
Yellow the leaves of the rowan above us,
And yellow the wet wild-strawberry leaves.

The hour of the waning of love has beset us,
And weary and worn are our sad souls now;
Let us patt, ere the season of passion forget us,
With a kiss and a tear on thy drooping brow.

 

 

Funny Girl. Still reading scary books. Hoping she will move on to happy Christmas stories soon.