More celebrating!!!

We have a new precious addition to our family and we love her! The other cause to celebrate is that her sister who has now been out of our bed for sometime is officially out of our room and sharing a room with her big brother!!!

Video Game Dialogue

I was in the kitchen making lunch and overheard my kids playing the "motorcycle video game." It was so cute I had to run in and get it down before I forget.

Little sister- I'm not doing bery well
Big Brother- Don't worry, stay right there and I'll come get you. ... Wait, I'm coming......(a few minutes later) Whoo hoo! You won!
(round two)
BB- "I'm coming to get you. Get back on the track."
LS- "You don't have to."
BB- "I will so you can learn how to do it."

Faceam mancare la bucatarie si am auzit copii nostri jucand jocul video cu motociclete. A fost dragut si repede am scris sa nu uit.
Sara- "nu fac prea bine"
Fratele-"nu-ti faci griji, stai pe loc si vin eu acolo sa te ajut....asteapta vin...(au trecut cateva minute) Bravo!!! Ai castigat sara!!!!
(Randul doi)
Frate-"Vin la tine sa te iau. Du-te inapoi pe pista de cursa"
Sara-"Nu trebuie"
Frate-"Stai ca vin ca sa invet cum sa mergi pe motocicleta"

Cause to Celebrate!

Judge how you may, but at our house we are celebrating! We are going on night 4 with no kids in our bed! We have tried this many times before, but this is the longest run yet! Daddy figured out a way to make a great bed on the floor by pushing two crib mattresses together. It's got a down comforter and it's pretty comfy. He lays on the floor telling them stories each night until they fall asleep, and then big brother is close enough to keep scared sister safe, (but far enough away not to get kicked.) Periodically when she wakes up scared, Mom turns a lamp on for a few minutes until she goes back to sleep and that seems to do the trick! (Did I mention I've been rewarding with a plum or peach for each night not in my bed) It's a family affair, but it's working! Maybe by the time the baby comes they'll be out of our room!!!

Letter from Santa

So In the stocking was a letter:

"I know that you really wanted a motorcycle video game because you really liked to play it with your uncles. I wanted to get you one, but I have a better gift to tell you about. Your mom has a baby in her tummy and in August you will have a little brother or sister to play with. Until then there is a present that you can play with your sister." (They each got a scooter.) It went over well for a while he didn't even worry about the motorcycle game.
Then on New Years Eve, uncle Brandon had a motorcycle game set up at my parents for him to play until he got his fill! Thanks Brandon!

Letter to Santa

So my son is learning to read and write, and I came home from work the other day and found a letter to Santa.
"Dir Santa,
I wont a motrsicl video game."

He asked me for an envelope and then ran to the mailbox. I stopped him and said he needed an address. Then he decided to put it in his stocking and Santa could pick it up when he comes.
This is the same kid who up until about a month ago was telling me that he knew Santa wasn't real. Maybe this is the ultimate test--he knows Mom would never buy him a video game. A couple of days later he told me he wanted a motorcycle video game with 4 controllers so that everyone could play. (My husband's friend brought over his new Kinect and it drove him crazy that only two could play at a time). He used to play a motorcycle video game with my brothers, and he's been missing them, so I talked to him about that and I tried to break it to him gently that he may not get one. He burst into tears.
The next day I found another letter to Santa.
"Dear Santa,
I am sad. I reelly wont a motorcicl video game."

Gone are the days of the little yellow car wish list! So I am thinking that he'll get a letter back from Santa explaining why he didn't get it--? Any suggestions?

Proove me now herewith..

I was driving to work the other day and heard a man talking on the radio about tithing. I am not sure what station it was, and I didn't listen long enough to even find out who was talking, but I've been thinking about some of the things he said. He quoted Malachi 3:10, one of my favorite scriptures,

"Bring ye all the tithes into the storehouse, that there may be meat in mine house, and Prove me now herewith, saith the Lord of hosts, if I will not open you the windows of heaven, and pour you out a Blessing that there shall not be room enough to receive it.
11 And I will rebuke the devourer for your sakes, and he shall not destroy the fruits of your ground; neither shall your vine cast her fruit before the time in the field, saith the Lord of hosts."

Then he went on to talk about how tithing is something that we give weekly, that we get nothing in return for, we have no control over where it goes, and yet the blessings of paying it can solve our financial problems.
In our travels abroad over the years, it has become very apparent that those who are faithful church members, who regularly pay tithing are those at church that always seem to get by or do well financially--even when the economy and other factors seem stacked against them. At my mother-in-law's home, it has been shocking to see the difference when the "devourer was rebuked" because she was paying tithing, and when it wasn't. One time we returned after having been gone just a few weeks, to find nearly all the dishes, silverware, furniture, etc that had just been purchased on our previous visit needed replaced. On the other hand, two years later, when we returned, almost everything was intact and in good condition after the years she had been paying her tithing. In our home, we have seen food store longer, cars and appliances continue to run long past their "life expectancy," major repairs fixed with minor costs, we've been blessed to have our money stretched longer, our garden produce more, and the weather effects tempered.
I have often told about a time in college when I was running out of money, I wrote out my tithing check which left $0.83 in my checking account. On my way to clean a house (my only source of income at the time), I stopped by my bishop's office and slid the check under the door. When I got to the house I was cleaning, I was offered another house to clean-which would double my income. Then when I got home, the phone was ringing as I opened the door. I answered and the voice on the other end introduced herself to me as my counselor (who I had met only once) She offered me a job as a T.A. for a class that I was currently enrolled in. I explained that there must be some mistake, but she said that she had reviewed my grades, and felt like if I kept ahead of the class, I would be able to do it. (Later I chose that same subject as my major). As I was thinking on the subject, I believe that many of my other blessings are probably tied to the law of tithing. For instance, my earlier posting about blessings pouring in, I remember last winter at one point, feeling that there wasn't room enough to receive the blessings--many of those blessings were probably blessings from paying our tithing.
So here is one even more recent--A few months ago I lost my scriptures. I kept thinking they would turn up somewhere around the house, but they didn't. I checked the lost and found at the church, but not there. So last week after posting about getting Ionut scriptures last year, I thought that this year, I ought to order me a replacement. I got online to order, but just couldn't get myself to pay that much and thought I'll try the D.I. again. Friday I spent some time paying bills, and stressing--of course, but Saturday I made it a priority to make sure that I prioritized my tithing check. That evening at our trunk-or-treat, our old Relief Society president came up to me and asked if I ever found my scriptures. "No," I replied, and then remembered that when I checked the lost-and-found I started talking to the librarian about it. She was there checking out something, and empathized with me--months ago. She asked me if I had been going without all this time, and I said that I had been using the paperback type. She then told me that she had bought a set for a family member and had it engraved, but later found out that they had a set. She said she would like to give it to me. I was surprised, touched, in awe, and didn't know what to say. But, Sunday just after I turned in my tithing check, she came over to me with a brand new set of scriptures still in the original bag. I was humbled and grateful, and He was "proven" once again!

A little Break

So I decided to take a little break and answer a few questions for my cousin Jenny...

1. Why were you given your particular name?--My parents combined their names.
   
2. what is the strangest food you ever ate?--squid soup
   
3. who is the one t.v. character that you simply adore?--Mr. Rogers
   
4. where is your ideal vacation spot and why?--anywhere with big trees and a hammock-I love to hear the wind rush through the trees--you know the kind that you swear is a river nearby.
   
5. Have you ever had a bad experience with a professor or boss? what's the story? The teacher from my Parenting class lost my portfolio and didn't give me credit for it. I ended up with a C+ . It is the one time I was so angry I literally had to run it off!
   
6. McDonalds or Wendys? Is there a question? Definitely Wendy's--unless my kids need a Playland.
7. If you were an ice cream flavor what flavor would you be?-you got me stumped.
   
8. one of your most embarrassing stories...(we all have more than one to tell) I accidentally spit my gum out on the face of my CPR instructor.