Sunday, November 29, 2009


(My computer died on Friday. I think it had something to do with user error...
So, unless Mike 'accidentally leaves' his work laptop home this week, I'll be out of the blogging/email/Facebook world for a few days. But don't forget the old fashioned way of telephone and visits... )

Enjoy our last week highlights...

Somehow during the complementary sled ride for little brother...little brother fell off...but no worries, big brother is still holding the BB gun case?!? A must when your sledding?!?

Thanksgiving lesson; Showing my brother how to make mashed potatoes...he couldn't blame anyone for any lumps except...himself!

Drew is standing up...where is my baby going?

Got to love two hours to myself on Friday afternoon while the kids went to a Gingerbread Party at Nana and Grandpa's.

Have a good week.

Thursday, November 26, 2009

Random Thanks

Between Family Home Evening earlier in the week, a sponatenous family game, meal conversation at Thanksgiving dinner and miscellaneous conversations, here is the 2009 list of our thanks:

that life isn't fair
days off of school
pantry full of food
each other
butter on homemade rolls
steady employment

...really, the list is endless.
Happy Thanksgiving.

Saturday, November 21, 2009

Some Wishes Come True

As a young girl I loved baby dolls.
I loved playing house. I loved playing church. I loved pretending I was a mom. After a few years, I got tired of baby dolls, I wanted a real baby in the house. It took a while, but when I was eight years old, my mom finally brought home a real baby, my brother Casey. I loved him. I loved holding him, I loved playing with him, I loved him.

(Casey and Tiffany, March 1983)

Two and a half years later, when I was eleven, another baby came. My brother, James. I loved him too. Though I had grown out of the 'baby doll' stage by then, I still loved him. I used to feed him, I loved to hold him, I even potty trained him. I loved him.
(Tiffany and James, December 1985)

Today Ellie was holding Drew while he drank his bottle. He didn't want his nose picked and he didn't want to be held, especially precariously by a 5 year old.

Usually, I would say to Ellie "just put him down and let him be."

But not today. For some reason instead, my mind traveled back to myself as a child. I loved playing house with 'the real thing.' I loved holding my baby brothers. I remember pretending I was the mom. I wished I was the mom.

I couldn't wait to be a mom.

I couldn't wait to one day have a sick child want only me to hold them, like my brothers wanted my mom.

I couldn't wait to grow up and be cooking in the kitchen and have a baby/toddler cry at my legs to be held, like they did to my mom.

I know how Ellie's mind works. I've heard her play house. I used to do the same things. I know she dreams of being a mom too.

And though sick children needing to be held, and underfoot toddlers while cooking, are not always convenient...

My childhood wishes have come true.

I am a mom.

I have had sick children want only me to hold them and I have had children climb at my legs while I cook.

My most frequent childhood wish has come true. I am a mom.

I hope the same for Ellie (and Megan).
It is even better than playing house.

Friday, November 20, 2009

Tuesday, November 17, 2009

My Life In A Nutshell

Megan recently received an "Immigrant Project" assignment from school. She has been instructed to write a report on one of her ancestors that immigrated from another country to the United States. She has chosen, none other than, Yours Truly...

Megan is a very intelligent girl. Since learning to read at age 31/2 she has always excelled academically in reading, writing, math, etc. She has however, needed some gentle nudging to begin this project so she is not rushed at the end. This evening she was told she needed to spend 30 minutes working on it.

It came as somewhat of a surprise to me after ten minutes on the computer she came to me and whined, "I can't think of anything else to write."

Megan recently achieved 55 words per minute in computer, so I figured she must have been typing quite fast to be out of information already.

I was shocked when I came to the computer and read:

'My mom Tiffany _____ immigrated from England. In 1974, my mom was born in Sutton England. Instead of being born in a hospital she was born at home. (My grandma, a.k.a. Nana planned that.) Visiting her granny (grandma) and grandad was one of her favorite things to do. She also played Monopoly with her brother Matt. She also went to the high street.'

And that my friends, is my life according to my 11 year old daughter.

Sunday, November 15, 2009

Back For Another Year

Mike and I aren't late sleepers. In fact, 'sleeping in' for us happens once a week... Sunday mornings we stay in bed until about 8am. Between 7:15-8:00am, we usually have 1 or 2 or 3 or 4 or even 5 children piled in the queen-sized bed with us. We listen to begging for the ever-popular 'all-in-one' breakfast. We listen to cries of, "I'm squooshed, there's no room for me." We listen to playing or fighting by some of the children in the nearby loft. We listen to more requests for breakfast. We ignore the never-ending question of "When are you guys going to get up?"

This morning it was quite uneventful. Joshua came in and laid with us first, and drifted in and out of sleep. Drew was cooing quietly in his crib. Megan was sleeping in. Ellie soon quietly came and crawled into our bed too. But Luke? Where was Luke? We knew he was awake, but we heard nothing from him.

The minutes passed. 8am came, 8:15am came. There were no requests for breakfast, no-one was getting squooshed, there was no one playing in the toy room. Before long, Megan joined us in the bed, carrying the now unhappy baby who was in desperate need of a diaper change. And in came Luke; seven people now piled on the bed. Luke's demands began. But there were no typical demands for breakfast. Instead it was,

"Everyone get out of bed, line up at the top of the stairs together and wait until I tell you to come downstairs."

The diaper change, the potty breaks, daddy getting clothes on, mom finding her slippers, were trying Luke's patience. But before long, our line was formed. Our descent was beginning. Luke ran ahead.

As we entered into the family room, from behind the couch, we hear Luke's animated, excited voice exclaim,

"It's Christmas. There's something for everyone." And then, in Luke's unique, off-tune, eight year old singing voice we hear, "Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells, Jingle all the way..."

The singing continued while each of us observed the display of 'gifts,' by the homemade Christmas tree, and recently given Christmas candy cane decoration. Each gift had been carefully tied with leftover pink ribbon from yesterday's baby shower, and a Laffy Taffy thoughtfully placed on top.

The gifts; Dad's office chair for Dad, stack of Nana's borrowed china plates for Mom, the kid's chair for Ellie, Megan's school bag for Megan, and Joshua's tractor and train for Joshua and Drew.

(The homemade Christmas tree.)
Luke's singing (mixed with laughter) continued while we all laughed and smiled at Luke's creativity and excitement. (Poor Mike, he smiled and laughed so much his almost-healed-lip-cold-sore, split open.)

It looks like Mr Christmas has arrived in time for this year's holiday season.

Thursday, November 12, 2009

All In The Head

Apparently, Luke can 'choke down' cooked spinach if he doesn't have to see what he is eating. (And has a big drink of water close by.)

Tuesday, November 10, 2009

A FHE To Remember

Tonight Ellie gave us the Family Home Evening lesson. While Ellie held up pictures, Megan whispered in her ears the correct things to say and Ellie told us the story of Lehi and Nephi's family sailing to the Promised Land. (Taken from the Book of Mormon.)

When the story was finished. Ellie asked Megan to sit down. Ellie cleared her throat, pushed hair away from her face and began 'her' synopsis of the previous told story.

"Laman and Lemuel and Nephi couldn't find the boat. They looked everywhere but they couldn't find it and the boat had to get to the kingdom. They wanted to build a temple and a boat, but they just had to build a boat all day. Then the boat and all of them 'drownded' and they got tied up and then they found their kingdom and the wind stopped."

After her story, Ellie was prompted to end with her testimony.

Again Ellie cleared her throat and simply stated,

"I believe we can go to the temple if we don't smoke. In the name of Jesus Christ, Amen."

Sunday, November 8, 2009

My Eternal Family

Today was our Primary Program. Each Primary child got to draw a picture that depicted their eternal family. The drawings were each copied several times and used as Sacrament Meeting programs. I thought it was a creative and unique idea.

Luckily someone had pointed my kids programs out to me soon after arriving... So I wasn't surprised when the Primary president approached me just before the meeting started and said...

"I love Luke's program, nothing says 'eternal family' like a gun."

Saturday, November 7, 2009

Baptism Day

This evening Luke was baptized. Though this experience was VERY Different from Megan's Baptism, it was nonetheless a a very special occasion.

As we sat in the room waiting for Mike and Luke to change into dry clothes, I was overwhelmed with the love and support of our family and friends in attendance.

We are truly blessed to have the blessings that the Gospel of Jesus Christ brings into our lives.

Wednesday, November 4, 2009

Pretty in Pink

You'd think that after three boys. I would have got my money's worth out of a blue snowsuit...

But instead, the other night, Drew graciously wore the pink snow suit as his two brothers (and two sisters) had to before him...

(Joshua, December 2007, 8 months old)

(Luke, April 2002, 5 months old)
(Luke only wore it once, Joshua twice. As for Drew, well the cold weather is barely beginning...)

Monday, November 2, 2009

Happy Birthday to Luke!

The camping theme birthday party was a big hit... roasting hot dogs, shooting homemade bow & arrows and playing games in a tent!
Thanks to Daddy and Melanie who had to step in and run the whole party, as Mom sat on the sidelines, thanks to the stomach flu!!
What do you get when Mom has the stomach flu and Nana, who is just two weeks past major surgery steps in and does the cake at the last minute?

You get a cake that probably turned out better than if Mom didn't have the stomach flu!!!
(Thanks Nana!)

Luke was in a hurry to get into this world.
Ten days early, and after an hour and half of P.A.I.N. and just seventeen minutes at the hospital, Luke made his entrance into the world.

He has been in a hurry to get the most out of life ever since.



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