When OH When?

39 weeks and 5 days pregnant! When is this baby going to come outside to play? What does everyone think?
Tell me if you think it's a boy or a girl, and what day it will arrive....
If you are right there will be a special prize..... the prize of being right:)

In search of a new camera!!!

Does anyone have any suggestions? I need input ASAP
Thanks!!!!

OH HOW I LOVE HER!!!!

MY MOTHER

This is for you MOM

Brothers and sisters, recently my wife, Barbara, had back surgery and could not lift, twist, or bend. Consequently, I have done more lifting, twisting, and bending than ever before—and it has made me more appreciative of what women, and especially you mothers, do every day in our homes.

There is no one perfect way to be a good mother. Each situation is unique. Each mother has different challenges, different skills and abilities, and certainly different children.
As a Church, we have enormous respect and gratitude to you mothers of young children. We want you to be happy and successful in your families and to have the validation and support you need and deserve.
Elder M. Russell Ballard Of the Quorum of the Twelve Apostles

Who can measure a mother’s grief? Who can probe a mother’s love? Who can comprehend in its entirety the lofty role of a mother? With perfect trust in God, she walks, her hand in His, into the valley of the shadow of death, that you and I might come forth into light. Thomas S. Monson

The holiest words my tongue can frame,
The noblest thoughts my soul can claim,
Unworthy are to praise the name
More precious than all other.
An infant, when her love first came,
A man, I find it still the same,
Reverently I breathe her name,
The blessed name of mother.
George Griffith Fether, “The Name of Mother,”

“I love you, Mother,” said little John;
Then, forgetting his work, his cap went on,
And he was off to the garden swing,
And left her the water and wood to bring.


“I love you, Mother,” said rosy Nell—
“I love you better than tongue can tell”;
Then she teased and pouted full half the day,
Till her mother rejoiced when she went to play.


“I love you, Mother,” said little Fan;
“Today I’ll help you all I can;
How glad I am that school doesn’t keep!”
So she rocked the babe till it fell asleep.


Then, stepping softly, she fetched the broom,
And swept the floor and tidied the room;
Busy and happy all day was she,
Helpful and happy as a child could be.


“I love you, Mother,” again they said,
Three little children going to bed;
How do you think that Mother guessed
Which of them really loved her best?

Joy Allison

One certain way each can demonstrate genuine love for mother is to live the truths mother so patiently taught.


Mother, who willingly made that personal journey into the valley of the shadow of death to give us mortal life, deserves our undying gratitude. One writer summed up our love for mother when he declared, “God could not be everywhere, and so He gave us mothers.”

While on the cruel cross of Calvary, suffering intense pain and anguish, Jesus “saw his mother, and the disciple standing by, whom he loved, he saith unto his mother, Woman, behold thy son! Then saith he to the disciple, Behold thy mother!”
John 19:26–27.

What a divine example of gratitude and love!

My own mother may not have read to me from the scriptures; rather, she taught me by her life and actions what the “Good Book” contains. Care for the poor, the sick, the needy were everyday dramas never to be forgotten. Thomas S. Monson

Fabric Headband- How To (Sorry, pics are blurry I need a new camera)

Lessons I Learned

I recently made this cake for a best friend for her birthday. I wanted to make it very special and in a way that I thought fit her personality. This was my second fondant cake and I spent many moments researching exactly how I would make it.I learned many lessons in the process...
1. I usually use a more dense cake recipe, however I opted for the more moist version,the cake was deliciously moist but too moist to hold well under the weight of the fondant and the roses.
2. You can learn anything on You Tube which is where I learned how to make the sugar gum paste roses. The roses were beautiful but too heavy for my too moist cake.
3. A tyred cake needs a good support system so that it does not collapse into itself, I thought I had a good one but I was wrong again. Next time I will be sure to build my support better.
4. Even though I was not satisfied with the finished project Jenn seemed to love it, which was my ultimate goal.
Happy Birthday Jenn! We love you!

Easter!

These are a little late but thought I would put them up anyway. I asked Sabrina if she wanted to help make an Easter dress for Elisabeth, so she could teach me her techniques and we could spend some quality time together. We were able to get together for a few hours, it was great to see sewing in a new light.
I made Elisabeth's Easter dress and Jake and Isaac matching ties. I couldn't get Jake to sport his, he said it was too girly:)

When I grow Up.....

Last night before putting them to bed I gave the kids baths. I was sitting by the tub getting ready to wash them because the water was no longer warm it was cold, they had been in it for quite some time. Elisabeth started pouring water over Isaac's head and then blurted out, "Mom when I grow up I wanna be a washa." (because she can't pronounce her R's) I said, "A washer what is that?" She explained, .... "You know... a washer is someone who washes people, washes cars, they wash all kinds of stuff". It was so cute I just had to laugh. Who knows maybe she will start a new career option for people.

She is always full of unexpected conversation, which I'm sure every three year old is. In the car on the way home from the gym today she asked me why Jesus made the cold. After giving her my opinion, she randomly questioned, then why did he make some things scratchy? I didn't really know what to say.... except if we didn't have scratchy things we wouldn't appreciate the soft things. I love the fact that she teaches me with her innocent comments and questions.

She has been struggling lately with her prayers, she always wants help because she says she doesn't know what to say. So I finally explained it to her in a way that she understood. I told her that she is talking to her Daddy that lives in Heaven, and that he wants to hear all about her day and he wants to hear anything she has to say. After that explanation she said the sweetest most sincere prayer I think I have ever heard. A couple nights later in her prayer she said, "Heavenly Father, I love my baby brother Isaac so much he is my bestest brother ever, and he is going to be a big brother soon and I know he will be the best big brother to our baby". Talk about a hormonal mother who was trying to hold back the tears, my heart was so full, once again she is teaching me to put my own advice about prayer into better practice.