Monday, February 19, 2018

Lincolnisms


A few Lincolnisms lately:

-"I know why they call it 'Chick-fil-a!!' Because it makes you FULL! Get it? Chick-FULL-a?"

-Lincoln was disobeying and having a hard time. Sam asked him why he was behaving the way he was and Lincoln replied, "Well, um...well...I just...well....................I am happy!"

-I asked him what his favorite thing about Tennessee is and he said, "Well, our Tennessee house is the worst and...our Fruit Heights house is the best..." I asked him why and he said "I miss Jen." Jen was our middle-aged next-door neighbor, who Lincoln maybe talked to a grand total of two times... I guess she left an impression?

-While playing in the backyard, Lincoln began chewing on a piece of grass and said, "Mmm! Mommy, these grass clippings are the most delicious ones I have ever tasted! Thank you so much for moving to this house because it is so big and the grass clippings are so good!!"

-The missionaries came over for dinner and after the prayer I stepped into the kitchen for a moment to take something out of the oven. From the dining room I heard him say matter-of-factly to the elders (with regards to dishing up food), "Mommy is always first because she makes the so yummiest food."

I simply love this boy and his energy and enthusiasm.

Monday, February 12, 2018

Thank You for Being Kind


Today our Family Home Evening lesson was centered on Elder Joseph B. Wirthlin's talk,
We discussed the importance of having a good attitude even when things are difficult
and how we have been commanded to be grateful in all things.
I shared a story with the boys about a time when I was in college and it seemed that everything was going wrong...I was sick for much of the semester, my brand new bike was stolen, a cinder block fell out of a car onto my foot and I hobbled around campus with a boot on while slipping on the ice...
my roommate and I decided one day that we should make some cute "thankful" signs to hang in our room to remind us of all we had to be grateful for. And the more we wrote, the more we felt the comfort of the Spirit and the hard things seemed far less important.

After family scripture study tonight, Talmage said,
"Mom, the kids at school call my friend F-A-T, but I like him because he does what Elder Wirthlin said to do...he makes the best of it and just laughs along with them."
He told us that he never makes fun of him and that this boy is very smart and confident.
My heart simultaneously broke for this sweet boy and swelled with gratitude that our son was not joining in the name calling. I know all too well that regardless of his good attitude, this boy will be affected for life by the unkind teasings of his peers.
I know that he will likely carry the label of "fat" with him throughout the rest of his life.
I know that even though he laughs right along with them, a wound is probably forming that will take a great deal of time and effort to heal.

And so as I sat next to Talmage's bed, rubbing his back and telling him good night, I said,
"Thank you for being a good friend and for being kind. I'm glad you're smart, and I'm glad you're healthy, but I'm even more glad you're kind."

Wednesday, February 7, 2018

His Sweet Disposition and Gray Hair


Last week Wesley celebrated 100 days of Kindergarten by dressing up like a 100-year-old man.
I was a slacker and didn't get white hair spray, so...sidewalk chalk for the win!
It didn't work all that well, but I think they got the general idea. :)

Wesley has such a sweet, calm disposition.
Tonight I was reading Mrs. Piggle Wiggle's Farm to him and Lincoln while we waited for Talmage to get home from Scouts with Sam,
and Wesley suddenly said, "Mom, while you were reading I couldn't help but smile because I love you so much...and I love when you read to us."
He wrapped his arms around me and gave me a squeeze and rolled closer to cuddle up with me.
My mind wandered to what a blessing his sweet, affectionate, steady disposition has been over the past year with so many changes and transitions. Sometimes I fear I neglect him a little because he is so easy-going and content.
He is happy and positive and mellow and he just enjoys life.

I'm so grateful this sunshine-y boy entered our lives almost 6 1/2 years ago.

Tuesday, February 6, 2018

18 Months


Maxwell turned 18 months old this past week.
Church Nursery, at last!
He cried for a minute at the beginning and then was happy the rest of the time-so great!
Sam is always joking about the "palm wavers" he has hired for me and when he mentioned the palm wavers that would be at Church I immediately replied, "The Nursery workers??"
They are real Saints.

Maxwell:
-is completely and totally obsessed with balls and insists that any spherical object is a ball that he must get (like the bottom of light fixtures).
-adores dogs but is a little afraid of them when they get close, especially if they're big.
-is super picky but loves cheese and asks for it constantly.
-is happiest with his older brothers and knows how to torment Lincoln like a pro. He can also hold his own in a battle of wills very well.
-loves books and puzzles.
-watches so intently for the bus after school and then goes tearing off down the sidewalk to greet his brothers with giant hugs-melts my heart!
-goes crazy if he hears the word "shower" because he loves them so much. Don't even think about mentioning a shower and then not putting him in, or you will have a colossal fit on your hands.
-loves bike rides in his iBert baby seat (such a great seat!).
-loves music and dancing (he's currently dancing around the room).
-has the best dimples and the best grumpy face (see below). His deep, dark eyes get me every time.

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