Just a Shout-Out to my Kids

I have great kids! We spent Sunday evening with everyone over at Josh and Rebecca Elliot's house. It was a blast. Josh and Rebecca made the most amazing lasagna stuff!! Then we had birthday ice cream cake (for Josh T's 27th) and Texas sheet cake for dessert. Too good! I LOVE hanging out with my kids!!

The boys! Josh, Dustin E., Josh E., Jamon and Keegs

The girls! Rebecca E., Kristen, Courtney and Tracee

Happy birthday, Josh!!

Do you think Jamon and Keegan are related? Ya think??!!

I hope you all had a great weekend. Happy blogging.

Happy Monday.....so far!

I thought I would blog today because all seems quiet...at the moment. The flu is gone, the infections are healing, and the jaws are beginning to recover. Mom/Grandma slept pretty darn good last night. It is so nice to have everyone back on their feet after a rough week and weekend!
Have a great week all my blogging friends!

Tracee had her wisdom teeth out on Friday...this is day 1...ouch!

This is day 2, can you say...."Vicodin?" Look at those druggy eyes! Cindy and Rhegan brought her the pretty tulips.

This is day 3, definite chipmunk cheeks!

And...this is day 4! Still cute even with food storage in her cheeks!

And this is my favorite grandson, Keegan, dreaming of one day being a big boy and playing football in Grandma's front yard like her neighbors do!

What a week?? So far.....

Hi Friends,
Okay.....so it is true! Once a parent, always a parent. Forever!!! I am so NOT complaining. It is just that when your kids and grandson get sick, the good 'ol mommy comes out again. And you just want to make it all better. Kristen and Jamon were sick over the weekend. Kristen is still so sick...fever, nausea, can't eat or drink much...I know she is dehydrated. Now Keegs is sick...ear infection and pink eye! Nasty. Tracee is supposed to have oral surgery on Friday morning. She is having her wisdon teeth dug out of her jaw! But, now she is sick with a really bad cold. Steve has been under the weather, too. He was home from work yesterday. And yes...I try to mommy him, too. But, thanks to a great, wonderful mother-in-law and a so cool visiting teacher, we have made it through another morning. Thank you, thank you Cora and Julianne!!

Sometimes....a year goes by way too fast!

At the end of this week, on Friday, February 13th, my adorable grandson will be one year old. Where did the time go? Wasn't it just last month that we were all down at Thunderbird Samaritan Hospital waiting and waiting and waiting for him to be born? I think it was just last week that we would sit and stare at his tiny toes and his wrinkly skin and marvel at his little clothes and diapers. I know it was just yesterday that he rolled over. A few hours ago he began to crawl. Just in the last few sminutes he began walking and now he is beginning to say a few words. Tomorrow he will leave on his mission! Please slow down the clock!! I adore being this child's grandma!

What is a broken heart?

Here is the definition of a broken heart: A wonderful grandma holding her adorable grandson....and then the adorable grandson's mommy leaves for work and the adorable grandson begins to cry...and cry...and cry...real big crocadile tears!! Ya, broken hearted grandma!

My own personal Chef!!

So....Tracee is learning to cook. Well, she has always known how to cook, but now she is trying out new recipes and ....OH MY GOSH!!! She has made vegetable pasta with zuchinni and tomatoes and onions; she has made rasberry cheesecake; she has made baked ziti; she has made parmesan chicken over lemon pasta with artichoke hearts. She uses all fresh ingrediants and it is sooooo good! I mean...really great food! She seems to enjoy it, too which is so unlike her mother. I still maintain that the best thing to make for dinner is a reservation! Unless, someone else is cooking. Here are a couple of pictures.....notice her favorite brand of artichoke hearts. Happy blogging!

A New Day for America

Well....here we go. A new day for America. With this day comes many moments of reflection of years past. With this day also comes hope for years in the future. I have given this a lot of thought in the last few weeks, this new dawn for our country. I am nervous, aprehensive, even frightened....but hopeful. There is always that little hope in the back of my mind, always there to calm my fears. The hope that things will be okay, fine, even good...perhaps great. The one thought that gives me the most comfort, is the knowledge I have of my Father in Heaven, my Savior and the truths I have learned. I know that They are aware of us. They know where we are going, what we are doing and who is leading us. For this knowledge I am grateful. And now I am going to sleep. Happy blogging!