"By work we sustain and enrich life. It enables us to survive the disappointments and tragedies of the mortal experience. Hard-earned achievement brings a sense of self-worth. Work builds and refines character, creates beauty, and is the instrument of our service to one another and to God. A consecrated life is filled with work, sometimes repetitive, sometimes menial, sometimes unappreciated but always work that improves, orders, sustains, lifts, ministers, aspires.”
Reflections on a Consecrated Life
D. Todd Christofferson.
Sunday, January 16, 2011
Friday, January 14, 2011
The Start of Something
The longest night of the year, December 21st, Winter Soltice, the kids last day of school for winter break, we decided to celebrate and start a new tradition in our home, (we have very few). We set up the kids tent in the front room next to the Christmas Tree and let them sleep there for the night. It ended up that they did it for two nights, I believe we started a successful tradition. (Again, the date on the picture is wrong)

I remember giving birth to that little boy, but honestly I have no idea where he came from. He is so weird.

The morning after. It's fun sleeping in new places, but nothing beats sleeping in your own bed.

Happy Belated Winter Soltice.
I remember giving birth to that little boy, but honestly I have no idea where he came from. He is so weird.
The morning after. It's fun sleeping in new places, but nothing beats sleeping in your own bed.
Happy Belated Winter Soltice.
Sunday, January 9, 2011
Love is the Best
Friday, December 10, 2010
A Charmed Life
Every time we celebrate a birthday I reflect on how many years of marriage were under our belt when these little ones came into our family. Amazing how immature and young we can be and still be held responsible for the nurturing and raising of these little ones that come.



So this year as we celebrate our oldest's 11th birthday and our youngest's 3rd, we have 10 years (oops, I mean 12) of marriage under our belt and now feel ready, mature and old enough to raise these little ones. We don't look so scared anymore. It's a charmed life.
So this year as we celebrate our oldest's 11th birthday and our youngest's 3rd, we have 10 years (oops, I mean 12) of marriage under our belt and now feel ready, mature and old enough to raise these little ones. We don't look so scared anymore. It's a charmed life.
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