Thursday, June 23, 2011

Wedded Bliss

June 2011
Ashland: Henry Clay's home.




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Best Day Ever! No Regrets

Saturday, June 18, 2011

Haircut

It was looking a little ragged, so I decided to bob it. She was so well behaved during the haircut. We had a little bit of a crisis on the drive there. I told her that we going to get her hair cut and she asked if they were going to use scissors. I said yes. She was concerned. I have worked so hard to teach her that scissors are dangerous and that they hurt. Now I had to convice her that it does not hurt to cut hair. I am hoping that she doesn't try to cut it herself in the near (or far) future now that she knows it doesn't hurt.





This is the before picture. Dad was out of town so mom and baby went out for some yummy Mexican.

Friday, June 17, 2011

Consider the Lilies

The generosity of a friend gave me these beautiful lilies. I love seeing them on my kitchen table everyday.


I have enjoyed this spring. The flowers have been so beautiful. I loved the daffodils, the tulips, the azaleas, the rhododendrons, the roses, and the lilies this year. I love that Heavenly Father created such a beautiful world for me to live on.

Thursday, June 16, 2011

Memorial Weekend

We had a fabulous weekend to celebrate memorial day, but unfortunately I only have one photo from it and I didn't even take it. Whoops. The camera was with me...

Friday and Saturday I spent the weekend at a scout camp with the other women from my stake for a Relief Society women's conference. It was edifying, relaxing, fun, beautiful, and kid free....fabulous. I love camping and enjoyed hearing testimonies around the campfire. The smell of the early morning dew was so refreshing. I didn't even mind sleeping on the cot too much. It was exactly what I needed. I love God and I am so grateful for the strength that I receive from Him. I heard everything that I needed to and my testimony of His concern for the individual was strengthened.

Sierra and I carpooled together and we got to know each other so much better. We went to some of the same classes, we stayed up until two a.m. playing Phase 10, and we even cut and tied two fleece blankets. She was kind enough to drive me there and even brought yummy snacks with her.


On Monday Benjamin and I spent the morning unpacking and organizing and we were so productive. Then we had a fun afternoon with some other great friends. We ate yummy barbecue, fabulous watermelon, & tasty desserts. Then we played games. I love games. The kids entertained themselves with movies and the stairs while the adults played Mad Gab. What a funny game. I wasn't good at figuring out the phrases, but I was apparently good at reading them out. My teammates (all women) did extremely well and we beat the men. Woot woot.

My only regret was that I was not able to be near family. I missed visiting the graves of my family members and seeing all of my relatives. I did take some time to ponder on the lives of those who have gone before and I was inspired by all of them. Happy memorial day!

Some more bragging about Abigail

She figured out that some words in Spanish are the same with English but just with a vowel on the end. (animals/animales; intelligent/intelligente; family/familia). So she’s started to try to translate from Spanish --> English by dropping the vowel. Examples:

We call her sandals “chancletas”. About a week ago she started calling them “chanclets” when talking in English. “I want my chanclets, Mommy!”

The baby-gate that we put up in her doorway to keep her from escaping at night - we call that the “cerca” (fence). She’s started calling it the “cerc” (sehrk). “Are you going to put the cerc, Daddy?”

And this morning she was playing with the Boggle cubes and correctly identified the following letters: A, B, S, F, D.

I'm very proud of my little girl. :-)

Oh, and one more amusing story. She's been having some difficulty learning to be obedient and follow orders, especially while we're at church. Last week, after a particularly difficult morning, we came home and I was putting her down to sleep. I don't know how much she can logic at this age, but I was trying to point out that even Mommy and Daddy have to learn to be obedient. I asked her: "sabes quien tengo que obedecer yo?" (do you know who I have to obey?) I was thinking along the lines of my employers or church leaders... but she popped out with "Mommy?" I didn't see that one coming!

Tuesday, June 14, 2011

Louisville

Our closest temple is in Louisville. It's a little closer to us than the Nauvoo temple was, but it is still hard to get there. Especially when you consider that it means at least six hours away from the little girl. Our biggest hurdle has been asking someone to watch her for that long. Several people have volunteered, but I still feel guilty making them watch her for that long. I had babysitting set up once so that I could go with the Relief Society sisters, but then a tornado warning kept us from going.

Recently we did, though, and we had a great trip. I love how the Spirit can speak to my heart and teach me the things that I need to hear. It was a great trip and Bee was well behaved for the babysitters. We even got to eat out at Buffalo Wild W.ings afterwards and we had to drive random roads to get around a train that was blocking the road we needed to cross.

Monday, June 13, 2011

Pirate

Bee’s aunt and uncle have one goal in their lives: pass on their passion for all things pirate to their favorite niece (aka Abigail). They started young by providing her with custom designed skull and crosshammer t-shirts and by sending books and activity books and paraphernalia to help her along her path.

Bee loves her shirt and asks to wear it. She also loves dresses. The other day I wanted to take her to the park. I usually don’t let her wear dresses to the park because they make it difficult to climb and they get quickly dirty and/or ruined. I bribed her to wear her cute jean shorts by letting her wear the pirate shirt. Perfect. Child under control, no tantrums. Point for mom.

I ran into the other room to change and to find shoes. When I returned, Bee had found her dress up drawer and accessorized her outfit with a green tutu. Point for Bee. She was so cute that I could not bring myself to change her. So off we went to conquer the wild seas at our local park.

My dainty princess twists the whole tomboy pirate thing; this is how she rocks her pirate outfit.

Saturday, June 11, 2011

What're ya gonna do?

When people found out that we were moving into a new home, one of the first questions they asked was what we were going to do to the house. My thought was: move in. I had no interest in painting, carpeting, sanding and staining hardwood, etc. Just thinking about the move was enough work for me. Besides cleaning, we really just moved in to the house as is.

However, I had one fun project up my sleeve that I was really excited about.

I recently learned that you could by a magnetic primer that would make your surface attracted to magnets. So I bought magnetic primer and chalkboard paint. I painted three coats of the primer in the kitchen and in Bee's room. Then I followed it with two coats of chalkboard paint. I love my chalkboard walls. Side note: magnetic primer is hard to work with and is not very smooth.
This one is in the kitchen dining room and used to be the back door to the home before the additions were built. Right now it is covered with artwork, but we also use it to draw on.

This toy chest is built in Bee's window. I let her go crazy with the alphabet stickers and this is what we came up with. If I were to take a current picture, you would see that the left half of the stickers are missing. We are pretty sure that she threw them all down the vent.

Friday, June 10, 2011

Many Thanks

MOVING
has got to be one of the worst things ever. EVER. Especially for hoarders like myself.

When we found out that we were moving to Kentucky, we tried to buy a house at that time so that we wouldn't have to move twice. Things did not work as we had planned and we ended up having to rent for a year. Ben's employers reimbursed us for the move from IA to KY and therefore we paid a moving company to load, move, and unload everything for us into our rental. It was wonderful. There were a few hiccups and some stress about timing, but it was mostly WONDERFUL. Now, only eight months later, we chose to move again. This time we had to do it under our own efforts. No fun.
Ben packing the kitchen.


Trying to pack the living room.

I was extremely stressed and legitimately very crabby as I packed everything at the Rental and then cleaned and cleaned and cleaned at Peacefield. Benjamin was busy with end of semester work and we chose to move graduation weekend. I am not one who is willing to suffer in silence, so I worked the phones and got SO many amazing people to help me out during this stressful time. I had friends who watched Bee while I packed, cleaned, moved, etc. I had friends that came to clean. I had someone there every day that last week before we moved. I also organized babysitters for every morning of that week and Bee had so much fun playing and she was so well cared for. Thanks to everyone for volunteering your time to help me out. I have a testimony of the power of service and know that people are willing to serve if you just ask them.

On Saturday morning of the move, another friend graciously watched Bee along with her three children for almost five hours. Thanks thanks thanks. Lots of kind friends turned out for the move. We decided, with the advice of our friends, to use trucks and trailers instead of the typical moving van. We ended up with five trucks and two trailers and lots of loaders and unloaders. Even the LDS missionaries came to help. Benjamin stayed at the rental and directed loading while I was at Peacefield directing the unloading. Each truck made about three trips. Luckily, we only moved six blocks. I found that as soon as a truck was almost unloaded, another one showed up with a fresh load. It was a warm day and we have a lot of stuff. I am so grateful for the dedication of all the volunteers who worked for three hours to move all of our junk. I seriously need to downsize.

Some showed up as early as 9 am and we worked until about 12:30 p.m. I was so proud of everyone and glad that we were able to load and unload everything in such a short amount of time. I feel extremely blessed. I hate moving and hate making others move me. However, the group seemed to have a good time and enjoyed getting to know each other better. Our Relief Society sisters provided some sandwiches and cookies and brownies for those helping with the move. Thanks to anyone and everyone who helped.

Everything went smoothly and we are glad to be here.

Thursday, June 9, 2011

We bought a house!

As mentioned previously, we recently signed the papers to buy our second home. I was hesitant to buy another home after our difficulties selling the first one. We love it, though, and have adjusted quickly.
Here we are at our celebration lunch after the signing and signing and signing of bank papers. I guess we really just bought debt...

I thought I'd also through in a picture of my gorgeous mother's day flowers.

So without further ado, here are some more pictures of our new home: Peacefield. These were taken before we moved in and therefore everything looks clean and empty. That is not the current situation, thus the before pictures only. For the record,though, even though it looks clean in the pictures, it was NOT. I spent an entire week of eight hour days scrubbing two years of dirt off the walls, floors, cupboards, and ceilings. Everything changed color as I was scrubbing. This place was dirty and I'm still working on windows, windowsills, light fixtures, ceiling fans, and the basement. Many thanks to everyone who came and helped clean or two the many many people who watched Bee while I was at Peacefield.

Ivy is fun!

Entrance way.

Formal living room.


Office.

Entry way.

Front door.

Formal Dining Room.

Family Room

Family room.

Kitchen.

Kitchen dining room.

Sun room.

Backyard.

Back of home.

Main floor guest bath.

Upstairs bedroom.

Master bedroom.

Master bath with shower.

Upstairs bath with tub.

Upstairs bedroom for Bee.