It was lunchtime yesterday and I was scrambling around getting it ready for the girls while they were both whining/yelling at me for things that they wanted such as "milk", "no, water", "no, milk", "forks", "the purple cup", "No! Not the blue cup!", you get the picture. I was frustrated and not being very patient. I finally got it all together and sat down with them while they began to eat their food and was enjoying the quiet of the moment.
Elizabeth all of the sudden said, "Thank you for taking care of us, Mom. We would be sad if you went to school with Daddy every day."
I said thank you to her with tears in my eyes and said a silent prayer of thanks for these sweet girls who teach me so much.
Tuesday, September 30, 2008
Saturday, September 27, 2008
Argument for Proposition 8
I have been thinking about this post for a long time. Ever since I've become a resident of California again, I've felt the importance of this upcoming election, specifically the proposed Proposition 8 which would add to the California Constitution the words, "Only marriage between a man and a woman is valid or recognized in California." You may be aware that in 2000, this statement defining marriage as between a man and a woman passed as Proposition 22. Recently, the California Supreme Court overruled this decision so an amendment is now required.
I remember when Proposition 22 was on the ballot. I was in high school. I am sad to say that even though I believed then in "traditional marriage", as many call it, I was embarrassed to state my opinion. My parents, who wanted to support the cause, had a yard sign that said "Yes on Prop. 22". I remember one day being dropped off by a friend (I don't remember who) and feeling embarrassed by the sign. Even at a fairly young age, I believed the fallacy that is even more pervasive in our society today: standing up for marriage as between a man and a woman = hate speech against gays and lesbians. I hope and pray that anyone who would happen to read this post understands that I in no way hate anyone for the way that they choose to live. I am not homophobic. I am strongly opposed to the mistreatment or discrimination of anyone based on their sexual orientation (I suppose "mistreatment" and "discrimination" are subjective terms; you'll have to read on to understand my meaning). I now understand much more fully the need for respectful dialogue on this issue, devoid of name-calling or hurtful language of any kind. I hope that I will never again be ashamed of standing up for an issue that I believe in and exercising my right to free speech by making that position known.
I believe that marriage is ordained of God. I suppose that right there I lose those who are not religious. I can't help that. My belief in my religion is such a part of me that I can't talk about an issue, especially a moral issue like this one, without talking about my beliefs. I believe that "Gender is an essential characteristic of individual premortal, mortal and eternal identity and purpose" ("The Family: A Proclamation to the World"). I really do believe that. I believe that men and women were created differently but with the ability to come together and form a union in which they complement each other and together are stronger than the sum of the parts. Marriage is this union and I believe that when a husband and wife are truly committed to their family above all else, it is the ideal environment for having and raising children.
Now, this is the ideal. Yet, we live in a world that is not always ideal for many reasons. Marriage and having children are not always possible. We make mistakes. Other people make mistakes that can profoundly affect our lives. What about all of this? None of it is for me to judge, thank goodness. But, just because there are exceptions, the ideal should not be abandoned (here's a good church address about this point). As a married woman with children, I know that this does not mean that I am living in some sort of blissful state, free from challenges. It is precisely because challenges will come that I feel grateful to be in the situation that I am. I know that I have made a commitment to my husband and to God that I will not break and I hope my children grow up feeling secure in my commitment, too. I feel secure in my husband's commitment to our family, too. It is this kind of environment that is the safest place for children to be taught how to become loving, compassionate, decent human beings. Does this mean that I think that only children raised in these kinds of homes will turn out well? Of course not. I just feel that as we are blessed with precious children, even children of infinite worth to their Father in Heaven, to care for and teach, we owe it to them to do our utmost to give them the best start possible.
I have been volunteering to try to help Prop. 8 pass, and as I've talked to people, it seems that the major concern of those who would vote no on this issue regards the rights of gay and lesbian couples. These people don't want homosexuals to be denied their rights. I understand this completely and definitely agree to a point. It is important to note that it already states in the California Family Code that "Registered domestic partners shall have the same rights, protections, and benefits, and shall be subject to the same responsibilities, obligations, and duties under law...as are granted to and imposed upon spouses" (297.5). To me, this issue is more about the recognition of gay marriage as being no different than marriage between a man and a woman. To remove the distinction between the two could potentially bring about many consequences in both the public and private sector that I think most Americans would not feel comfortable with, particularly as is concerned with freedom of religion. I won't get into these here but there is an article written by NPR that shows some of the recent clashes between gay rights and religious liberties.
What is marriage? Is it a right that should belong to any two individuals who care for one another? Or, is it an "essential institution in preserving social stability and perpetuating life itself"? I believe it is the latter. The previous quote and this one following are from an article called "The Divine Institution of Marriage":
Also, lest anyone think that this is a party issue, please read this editorial from the LA Times. It is well-written. Or, check out this video with quotes from the presidential and vice-presidential candidates.
My sister, who is much more eloquent than me, started a blog with some very good arguments for Prop. 8.
If you are a California resident and are in favor of this proposition, please vote! Thank you to anyone who has taken the time to read this.
I remember when Proposition 22 was on the ballot. I was in high school. I am sad to say that even though I believed then in "traditional marriage", as many call it, I was embarrassed to state my opinion. My parents, who wanted to support the cause, had a yard sign that said "Yes on Prop. 22". I remember one day being dropped off by a friend (I don't remember who) and feeling embarrassed by the sign. Even at a fairly young age, I believed the fallacy that is even more pervasive in our society today: standing up for marriage as between a man and a woman = hate speech against gays and lesbians. I hope and pray that anyone who would happen to read this post understands that I in no way hate anyone for the way that they choose to live. I am not homophobic. I am strongly opposed to the mistreatment or discrimination of anyone based on their sexual orientation (I suppose "mistreatment" and "discrimination" are subjective terms; you'll have to read on to understand my meaning). I now understand much more fully the need for respectful dialogue on this issue, devoid of name-calling or hurtful language of any kind. I hope that I will never again be ashamed of standing up for an issue that I believe in and exercising my right to free speech by making that position known.
I believe that marriage is ordained of God. I suppose that right there I lose those who are not religious. I can't help that. My belief in my religion is such a part of me that I can't talk about an issue, especially a moral issue like this one, without talking about my beliefs. I believe that "Gender is an essential characteristic of individual premortal, mortal and eternal identity and purpose" ("The Family: A Proclamation to the World"). I really do believe that. I believe that men and women were created differently but with the ability to come together and form a union in which they complement each other and together are stronger than the sum of the parts. Marriage is this union and I believe that when a husband and wife are truly committed to their family above all else, it is the ideal environment for having and raising children.
Now, this is the ideal. Yet, we live in a world that is not always ideal for many reasons. Marriage and having children are not always possible. We make mistakes. Other people make mistakes that can profoundly affect our lives. What about all of this? None of it is for me to judge, thank goodness. But, just because there are exceptions, the ideal should not be abandoned (here's a good church address about this point). As a married woman with children, I know that this does not mean that I am living in some sort of blissful state, free from challenges. It is precisely because challenges will come that I feel grateful to be in the situation that I am. I know that I have made a commitment to my husband and to God that I will not break and I hope my children grow up feeling secure in my commitment, too. I feel secure in my husband's commitment to our family, too. It is this kind of environment that is the safest place for children to be taught how to become loving, compassionate, decent human beings. Does this mean that I think that only children raised in these kinds of homes will turn out well? Of course not. I just feel that as we are blessed with precious children, even children of infinite worth to their Father in Heaven, to care for and teach, we owe it to them to do our utmost to give them the best start possible.
I have been volunteering to try to help Prop. 8 pass, and as I've talked to people, it seems that the major concern of those who would vote no on this issue regards the rights of gay and lesbian couples. These people don't want homosexuals to be denied their rights. I understand this completely and definitely agree to a point. It is important to note that it already states in the California Family Code that "Registered domestic partners shall have the same rights, protections, and benefits, and shall be subject to the same responsibilities, obligations, and duties under law...as are granted to and imposed upon spouses" (297.5). To me, this issue is more about the recognition of gay marriage as being no different than marriage between a man and a woman. To remove the distinction between the two could potentially bring about many consequences in both the public and private sector that I think most Americans would not feel comfortable with, particularly as is concerned with freedom of religion. I won't get into these here but there is an article written by NPR that shows some of the recent clashes between gay rights and religious liberties.
What is marriage? Is it a right that should belong to any two individuals who care for one another? Or, is it an "essential institution in preserving social stability and perpetuating life itself"? I believe it is the latter. The previous quote and this one following are from an article called "The Divine Institution of Marriage":
When a man and a woman marry with the intention of forming a new family, their success in that endeavor depends on their willingness to renounce the single-minded pursuit of self-fulfillment and to sacrifice their time and means to the nurturing and rearing of their children. Marriage is fundamentally an unselfish act: legally protected because only a male and female together can create new life, and because the rearing of children requires a life-long commitment, which marriage is intended to provide. Societal recognition of same-sex marriage cannot be justified simply on the grounds that it provides self-fulfillment to its partners, for it is not the purpose of government to provide legal protection to every possible way in which individuals may pursue fulfillment.Of course, not everyone will even agree with my definition of marriage. Some do feel that it is a right that should be extended to all. I would just encourage those who feel that this issue won't affect them to study and try to determine what the long-term effects of this might be, both to them and to the generations to come.
Also, lest anyone think that this is a party issue, please read this editorial from the LA Times. It is well-written. Or, check out this video with quotes from the presidential and vice-presidential candidates.
My sister, who is much more eloquent than me, started a blog with some very good arguments for Prop. 8.
If you are a California resident and are in favor of this proposition, please vote! Thank you to anyone who has taken the time to read this.
Monday, September 22, 2008
Likes and Dislikes
I love these faces
Since my likes and dislikes have been covered extensively on this blog, I thought I would post about my kids' current favorites.
Elizabeth loves...
- The Berenstain Bears - We have read almost every one of these books in existence.
- Treats - in all their varieties: cookies, cake, ice cream, popsicles.
- Starfall.com - She could play for hours if I let her.
- Matilda - We just finished reading the book and watched the movie together for Family night. She loved both.
- Drawing smiley faces and letters
- Swinging in baby swings
- Getting mail
- Playing with her friends
- Making new friends
- Helping Mommy make cookies
- Picking flowers
- Not being allowed to finish her sentence
- Skinning her knees
- Beans
- Being cooped up inside
- Brushing her teeth
The other day Elizabeth climbed on this laundry basket with our sheets in it and said, "I need to hatch my eggs."
She was helping me "fold" laundry the other day when I looked over to find a pile of perfectly folded shirts. I was amazed! It was the first time she was actually very helpful in this chore. She does a great job folding her panties, too.
Natalie loves...- Coming home to her blankie
- Singing songs - Current favorites are "You Are My Sunshine" (Sun-sline) and "I Am a Child of God" (Imma God--we're trying to correct that one :).
- Fruit snacks
- Playing with friends - She gets so excited when I tell her someone is coming over later.
- Having Lizzie draw letters for her
- Looking at pictures of her extended family and pointing everyone out
- Bubbles
- Watching movies
- To climb into her car seat herself
- To sit by herself, not in someone's lap
- Wearing clothes that have hearts on them
- Lella! (Cinderella)
- Being too little to do something
- When Daddy leaves
- Broccoli tops
- Having her hair done
- Being in a hot car
Natalie: No kissa me!
Me: (Sad look) Why?
Natalie: Because... is my arm.
This is so typical Natalie right now. If we ask her for kisses and hugs, most of the time she says, "No!" The rare times when she is feeling cuddly are so precious, though.
Thursday, September 18, 2008
I'm bored, so here comes another tag thing...
I stole this from Jackie.
- What time did you get up this morning? Around 6:00, although our alarm was set for 5. Oops.
- Diamonds or pearls? Diamonds.
- What was the last film that you saw at the cinema? Hmm.. it's been awhile. I think "Prince Caspian"?
- What is your favorite TV show? Jeopardy or The Office.
- What do you usually have for breakfast? Cereal, pretty much every day.
- What food do you dislike? Asparagus.
- What is your favorite CD at the moment? I don't know. We alternate between a CD I burned in high school for girls camp with a bunch of Disney songs on it and the Temptations Greatest Hits. These are my kids' current favorites and I at least can tolerate them being played over and over and over. I have decided to sacrifice my own wants for relative peace and quiet in the car. :)
- What kind of car do you drive? Toyota Highlander
- Favorite sandwich? I'm craving French dip right now.
- What characteristic do you despise in others? Probably some fault of my own like being judgmental or something.
- Favorite item of clothing? These black, high-heeled (it's like a 2-in. heel but that's big for me) shoes that I got last winter. They make me feel feminine.
- If you could go anywhere in the world on vacation, where would you go? I would love to go back to Africa to this beach we went to on Zanzibar that seemed to me like the quietest, most peaceful and beautiful place in the world. Or I guess any secluded beach. I must be craving quiet right now.
- Where would you retire to? Some place on a private beach but close to family.
- What was your most recent memorable birthday? My last birthday was fun since we got to use a free night stay at the Anniversary Inn in SLC.
- Favorite sport to watch? Tennis or basketball.
- Are you a morning person or a night? Night. Unfortunately, Joe is not a night person. I usually just go to bed when he does.
- What is your shoe size? 8 1/2.
- Pets? None.
- Any new exciting news you'd like to share with us? Nope.
- What did you want to be when you were little? "A mother and a mathematician"--direct quote from a book I filled out when I was 8. I used to think my dream job would be to sit in a room by myself and do math problems all day. Luckily my people skills have improved and I like social interaction a lot more now. :)
- How old are you today? 24.
- What is your favorite flower? I love fire and ice roses and Easter lilies.
- What is a day on your calendar that you are looking forward to? Dec. 26th--we leave for Hawaii!!
- What are you listening to right now? The peace and quiet of naptime. Ahh...
- What was the last thing you ate? Leftover beef and broccoli with rice. It didn't turn out so great, so I didn't like it all that much the first time around :/. And, a cookie to reward myself for eating the leftovers.
- Do you wish on stars? I used to all the time when I was a kid. I love to teach Elizabeth to wish on things. The other day she decided to wish on a little feather she found from my pillow so she took it outside and wished for "Daddy to come home and for a doggie" and then watched it float away. It was so cute.
- If you were a crayon, what color would you be? Right now, maybe sky blue.
- How is your weather right now? Sunny but not too hot. Perfect for being outside.
- Last person you spoke to on the phone? An appointment reminder. Boring...
- Favorite soft drink? Dr. Pepper but I only have it once every few months.
- Last place you ate out? Olive Garden. I love that bread...
- Hair color? Blond
- What was your favorite toy as a child? Hard to narrow down...my roller blades, a doll I had named "Ellie", or Quints. Does any one remember these?
- Summer or winter? Summer, definitely.
- Hugs or kisses? Kisses.
- Chocolate or vanilla? Chocolate.
- Coffee or tea? Neither.
- When was the last time you cried? I bawled like a baby while giving a talk at my niece's baptism on Saturday. I had to go right after watching this slideshow of pictures of her through the years. It was rough.
- What is under your bed? Sadly, a bag of dirty golf balls Joe found recently. Every time I think about moving them I don't because I have no idea where to put them.
- What did you do last night? Put the kids to bed and began watching a movie I got from the library: the 1930's version of "The Hunchback of Notre Dame" (I read the book not long ago and wanted to see a film version). Joe fell asleep about 20 minutes in and I was getting mad about how unlike the book it is so I gave up and we went to bed.
- What are you afraid of? Clowns, bugs that jump (like crickets or jumping spiders), and wishing away my time with my kids while they're young.
- Salty or sweet? Sweet.
- How many keys on your key ring? 4
- How many years at your current job? Since it is motherhood, going on 4.
- Favorite day of the week? Friday or Sunday.
- How many towns have you lived in? 6, I think.
- Do you make friends easily? Much more easily than I used to. I still try too hard, though, and always have to remind myself to just relax.
- Do you like finding out all this stuff about your friends? Yes!
- What is the last book you read? I'm reading "Les Miserables". I'm stuck on the Battle of Waterloo and it has slowed my reading somewhat.
Sunday, September 14, 2008
Sprinkler fun, etc.
Thursday, September 11, 2008
Fun Game
I was looking for something the other day and I came across these little stacks of paper that I had saved. Back in April (I think) we played a really fun game at Joe's dad's house with some of his family. The credit goes to Jordan and Luci for teaching us this game. It's fun to play with bigger groups of people.
This is how it works: Cut up a stack of white paper into quarters so that every person playing has a stack with the same number of papers as people that are playing (or the square of the number of people). For example, if there are 9 people playing you need 81 little papers, 9 stacks of 9, one stack for each person. Have everyone number their papers 1 to 9 (or whatever). Everyone starts by writing a common phrase or a lyric from a song on page 1. Then they pass their stack face down to the person next to them. That person looks at what is written, puts that page at the back of the stack and tries to draw what was written on page 2. Then they pass it to the next person who looks only at what is drawn and tries to write a phrase for what they see. This alternates on until it gets back to the person who started it. Then, everyone can look at the results. So, it's basically a cross between charades and telephone.
Anyway, I wanted to post my two favorite progressions. These probably won't be funny to anyone but those who were there. You'll have to enlarge the pictures. Pay attention to the numbers to see the order.
This is how it works: Cut up a stack of white paper into quarters so that every person playing has a stack with the same number of papers as people that are playing (or the square of the number of people). For example, if there are 9 people playing you need 81 little papers, 9 stacks of 9, one stack for each person. Have everyone number their papers 1 to 9 (or whatever). Everyone starts by writing a common phrase or a lyric from a song on page 1. Then they pass their stack face down to the person next to them. That person looks at what is written, puts that page at the back of the stack and tries to draw what was written on page 2. Then they pass it to the next person who looks only at what is drawn and tries to write a phrase for what they see. This alternates on until it gets back to the person who started it. Then, everyone can look at the results. So, it's basically a cross between charades and telephone.
Anyway, I wanted to post my two favorite progressions. These probably won't be funny to anyone but those who were there. You'll have to enlarge the pictures. Pay attention to the numbers to see the order.
Tuesday, September 9, 2008
Catch up
We discovered that it would cost more money to fix our ailing computer than to buy a new one so I am now working from our new computer. We went the cheap route so it's nothing great. Hopefully it will last us at least through law school.
I have a bunch of pictures from the last few weeks to post so this will be another catch-up post.
We went to the zoo with my sister-in-law a week ago and the girls loved seeing the animals. I thought the coolest part was this tiger that was right in front of the window looking out at a squirrel (we think).
The girls got to go to a princess themed birthday party last week. Sadly, they don't own any princess dress-ups so we went in search of some. After not finding any for cheaper than $20 each we went with dollar store fairy skirts and improvised. While Natalie napped, I thought it would be fun to curl Elizabeth's hair. She basically screamed and cried the entire time saying, "I don't want curly hair!" But, I persevered and I think it ended up looking pretty cute. Maybe in 5 years she'll let me do it again. :)
I have a bunch of pictures from the last few weeks to post so this will be another catch-up post.
We went to the zoo with my sister-in-law a week ago and the girls loved seeing the animals. I thought the coolest part was this tiger that was right in front of the window looking out at a squirrel (we think).
One day we decided to try to make marshmallow houses.
Natalie loves marshmallows!
"OK, now I'm done."
We hit a milestone recently. Natalie slept in a big bed. She started crawling out of her crib and since both beds are in the room anyway we decided to move her to the bed. She still naps in her crib and sleeps there sometimes at night when she won't stay in bed (like tonight). She looked so tiny in the big bed. (We have yet to buy bedding for the bed, hence the mismatched blankets and pillowcase)
The girls got to go to a princess themed birthday party last week. Sadly, they don't own any princess dress-ups so we went in search of some. After not finding any for cheaper than $20 each we went with dollar store fairy skirts and improvised. While Natalie napped, I thought it would be fun to curl Elizabeth's hair. She basically screamed and cried the entire time saying, "I don't want curly hair!" But, I persevered and I think it ended up looking pretty cute. Maybe in 5 years she'll let me do it again. :)
I love this picture. My little princesses.
Monday, September 1, 2008
A Funny Story
Ashley doesn't have a computer right now as our home desktop is having virus problems. So, I thought I'd share a story to keep our blog up-to-date.
Today is Labor Day and since we have family events planned for later today I'm at home trying to get as much studying in as possible before the events begin. I don't have much time, so rather than waste 45 minutes of time traveling to and from school, I thought I'd make the most of my time by studying at home. This, of course, was unwise. I should know by now that very little time studying at home is quality study time. Here's a funny story that will illustrate what I'm talking about:
I'm studying at my desk in our office when I realize that the reason I can't concentrate is because Natalie is very obnoxiously whining downstairs. (whining: to utter a low, usually nasal, complaining cry or sound, as from uneasiness, discontent, peevishness, etc. Source: dictionary.com) In the hopes that I can do something to remedy the situation, I open the door to the office and call downstairs, "Natalie, what's wrong?! Ash, what is wrong with that girl?!" Ashley responds, "She's in the corner."
Normally, I don't interfere with Ashley's parenting, but since I'm sure that she doesn't recognize that allowing Natalie to whine is severely handicapping my ability to study, I take matters into my own hands by proclaiming, "Natalie, if you can't stop whining you need to go to your room." Natalie humbly replies, "K..."
Then I hear Elizabeth say from the adjacent bedroom, "Hey! Her room is my room, too!"
I go into the bedroom and proceed to have this conversation with Elizabeth:
Me: "Oh, you're in here, huh? What did you do?"
Elizabeth: "I didn't listen to Mommy and wouldn't put the fuzz down." (The explanation of the fuzz, as I found out later, is another funny story for another time.)
Me: "Oh. You should listen to Mommy, huh? Then you wouldn't have to be up here in this darn room."
Elizabeth looking up at me very sincerely: "Daddy, this isn't a darn room; I love this room!"
Me: "Well I'm glad you love this room, but what I meant is that you'd probably rather be downstairs playing than upstairs in this room and in trouble."
Elizabeth: "Yeah...But I love this room."
Now that I've finished reporting this amusing story (at least I think it's funny), Elizabeth just started screaming downstairs. (She had since been let out of her room.) Of course, I had to run downstairs to make sure that she was O.k. And, of course, she was just fine and over-reacted to slipping and falling on the tile floor.
Moral of the story: I think next time I should eat the 45 minute travel time and study at school.
Today is Labor Day and since we have family events planned for later today I'm at home trying to get as much studying in as possible before the events begin. I don't have much time, so rather than waste 45 minutes of time traveling to and from school, I thought I'd make the most of my time by studying at home. This, of course, was unwise. I should know by now that very little time studying at home is quality study time. Here's a funny story that will illustrate what I'm talking about:
I'm studying at my desk in our office when I realize that the reason I can't concentrate is because Natalie is very obnoxiously whining downstairs. (whining: to utter a low, usually nasal, complaining cry or sound, as from uneasiness, discontent, peevishness, etc. Source: dictionary.com) In the hopes that I can do something to remedy the situation, I open the door to the office and call downstairs, "Natalie, what's wrong?! Ash, what is wrong with that girl?!" Ashley responds, "She's in the corner."
Normally, I don't interfere with Ashley's parenting, but since I'm sure that she doesn't recognize that allowing Natalie to whine is severely handicapping my ability to study, I take matters into my own hands by proclaiming, "Natalie, if you can't stop whining you need to go to your room." Natalie humbly replies, "K..."
Then I hear Elizabeth say from the adjacent bedroom, "Hey! Her room is my room, too!"
I go into the bedroom and proceed to have this conversation with Elizabeth:
Me: "Oh, you're in here, huh? What did you do?"
Elizabeth: "I didn't listen to Mommy and wouldn't put the fuzz down." (The explanation of the fuzz, as I found out later, is another funny story for another time.)
Me: "Oh. You should listen to Mommy, huh? Then you wouldn't have to be up here in this darn room."
Elizabeth looking up at me very sincerely: "Daddy, this isn't a darn room; I love this room!"
Me: "Well I'm glad you love this room, but what I meant is that you'd probably rather be downstairs playing than upstairs in this room and in trouble."
Elizabeth: "Yeah...But I love this room."
Now that I've finished reporting this amusing story (at least I think it's funny), Elizabeth just started screaming downstairs. (She had since been let out of her room.) Of course, I had to run downstairs to make sure that she was O.k. And, of course, she was just fine and over-reacted to slipping and falling on the tile floor.
Moral of the story: I think next time I should eat the 45 minute travel time and study at school.
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)