Father's Day

We were extra happy to celebrate Father's Day with our Dad because he had been gone for whole week and we were SOOOOooo happy to have him home! We made him a fancy breakfast that included sausages and cinnamon rolls. Besides the new shirt and tie, the kids had all made cards with pictures and lists of their favorite things to do with Dad, which included fun outings, going to breakfast, going camping and making pizza every week.

Catherine helped Spencer make these special saw cards for Michael and Sp was really proud of them. The weeks before Father's Day, Spencer had been saying, "Mom, I want to get Dad a girl for Father's Day." At first I wondered what in the world he meant. Then I figured out that Spencer wanted to get Michael a new GRILL. This totally cracked me up because Sp calls Catherine and Emma, "The grills."

Celebrating with Grandpa Sabine and Poppy.

Emma's Dance Recital

One of the consuming elements of last week (second only to Michael's 6-day absence) was the yearly Dance Recital. I always dread this because of the cost, time involvement, etc. I was also a little disappointed for her because she was really disappointed that her role as a matador didn't include a twirly skirt. Then everything turned out much better than I anticipated. First of all once she put on the costume, she looked so cute! (I'm trying to convince her to wear it for her Halloween costume too - partly to feel like I'm getting my money's worth out of it.) Then, the recital itself was really cute. I got a babysitter for the boys and Cath and I went together, so it was fun to do something with her too. I like how her dance studio does the recital - there is an overlying story/narrative that ties the whole production together. It makes it a lot less tedious that watching a successive string of sparkly-costumed kids march across the stage to do their number. (Another good thing is the costumes are classy, not hoochy.) Also, the older company stars in the show and consists of talented dancers so it's actually entertaining to watch them. The younger kids are pretty cute. Here are the videos of Emma's dances. She's always the one on the far left. (I fully realize that it may only be grandparents who will thoroughly enjoy these.) :)

Check out these cuties

Making the bed

Spencer and David "helping" me make the bed one morning.

Saturday Night up the canyon

We've had one heat wave so far this summer. And it lasted one weekend. Fortunately we took advantage and headed up Provo Canyon for a cookout at South Fork park. We have a great spot there and after our delicious hot dogs and cantalope and chips the kids had a blast playing in the river. The water was somewhat higher than last year - no surprise after all the snow we had this winter - but it was still shallow enough in some parts to wade in.

Spencer and Emma surveying all the potential for after-dinner fun.

More of our trip up the Canyon

Here are more pictures of our fun trip up Provo Canyon to South Fork Park. We brought our fishing poles so that we could have fun dangling them in the water. (We didn't even see any fish.) The kids loved it though, so that's what matters. (Don't kids love the simplest things??!)

David in particular LOVED throwing rocks in the water. Which cracked me up because it's the same thing he loved doing in the same spot last year!

One more clip:


All done.

Mother's Day

I'm so glad to be a mom. There are definitely those days that are overwhelming and those days when I feel like an utter failure, and those days that I want to be left a lone just long enough to use the bathroom in private, BUT I'm so grateful for each of my sweet kids and their own little personalities and the things that they still do that make me laugh out loud every day. I'm so grateful that I get to be home with them everyday, watching them grow.

My fancy Mother's Day breakfast. Extra fun to have Uncle Paul and Aunt Rachel staying with us.

Catherine the soccer star

Catherine had another great year of playing soccer. This year her team was the lucky one to get the pink uniforms, so they named themselves "Pink Lightning." She had a really good coach and improved a lot this year! She also won the award from her team as the "Most Improved Defender."

Our good side-line spectators.

Spencer's new outfit

The second day of Women's Conference I went down for one session. I brought the boys and the van to Michael. Then they dropped me off at the Smith Field House and he took them to Hogi Yogi for lunch. When I finished listening to the inspiring session, I went back out to meet Michael with the car. When I got to the van Spencer proudly showed me his new outfit! When I left him with Dad he had regular pants on, but during the excitement of eating lunch at Hogi Yogi with Dad, he had an accident. So Dad improvised these new pants to wear home by making two leg holes in the bottom of the bag. I think he could start a new trend! Spencer was pretty miffed when we could no longer go visit Dad's office. I may not have much pride left these days, but what shred is left prohibited me from taking him inside the BYU administration building in this condition. Fortunately both boys crashed on the way home.

BYU Women's Conference

I don't even know, at this point, how to sum-up my Women's Conference experience. Hind-sight, it was a really neat experience. Prior to the Conference itself, I was pretty stressed out! Particularly in the final week before. I kept thinking to myself, "This is NOT worth-it!" The biggest problem was trying to find time to prepare. Fortunately, because any quiet, private time is EXTREMELY limited (like maybe an hour or two a week!), I started way early to work on my talk. I was also AMAZED by the inspiring thoughts and comments I received from other mothers when I asked them about my topic: teaching children to pray. Their contributions totally made the difference and were so helpful to me in my OWN effort to make prayer more meaningful in my kids' lives.

When the day of the Conference arrived it was a really awesome experience. My friend Cami Kapp came with me and was great for moral support. I got to go to an early morning prayer meeting before the Conference started. Does it sound silly to say I felt star struck by church leaders? But I did. I guess because some of these women are my heroes. There were at least 100 people in the meeting (if not more) but it was so weird to look around and see people like Sheri Dew and Wendy Watson Nelson, the Batemans, Mary Ellen Edmund, Sister Julie Beck and her counselors, YW pres Elaine Dalton and her counselors, Primary Pres Cheryl Lant and her counselors - and everyone was just huddled in there, mingling together! One of the weirdest feelings: What was I doing there?!?!? Sandy Rogers, who is a VP at BYU and in charge of Women's Conf (and a great member of our last ward) welcomed everyone and spoke. Then Sister Beck spoke. They were both awesome! After that we sang "Guide Us Oh, Thou Great Jehovah" a'cappella and it was GORGEOUS! All four parts going. I kept thinking, this is what heaven will be like. :)

After that we went to listen to Sheri Dew. Not only did we get to sit on the floor (there were extra seats so Cami sat with me), but we also got to work our way through the maze of stairs in the underbelly of the Marriott Center to get there. It felt so cool to be kind of 'behind the scenes'. I was amazed at how many women were already there! I think the Marriott Center was already half full 15 minutes before the first session even started. Sheri Dew was incredible as always.

We then went to hear a session titled "That role that is so uniquely yours" about mothering young children. It was awesome! The speakers were SO good. I plan to type up my notes, if anyone wants a copy. They voiced some things that had been on my mind and it was good confirmation for me. They also gave me a deeper perspective on the service aspect of mothering that was very humbling.

After that session I met my mom who treated me to lunch in the good old Cougareat. (Except it's not the good old Cougareat of yesteryear. It's now the even-better, new Cougareat.) We had a good time talking and she did a good job of helping me to relax and take my mind of my talk.

Then it was my turn. I spoke in one of the Conference Rooms upstairs in the Wilkinson Center. I got there about 45 min before my session started so I could go to the bathroom and find a quiet place to review my talk once more and we were shocked to find there was already a line to get into my session. I was even more shocked when the room for 600 people filled-up! It was amazing to feel the weight of having to speak to all of these people, but a couple things put it in perspective. First of all, it's not like I had to speak in the Marriott Center. Whew! Also, I didn't know most of these people, so if they didn't like the talk, they couldn't egg my house. But at the same time they paid to come to this Conference (and found babysitters, traveled from far away, etc.) and I didn't want them to feel like it was a waste of their time. That said, the women who come to Women's Conference are some of the nicest, most encouraging women ever. I figured most of them were rooting for me, or at least very empathetic.

I felt SO grateful for those I knew who made the effort to come listen to and support me: Michael and his sister Meredith, my mom and sisters (many thanks again to Laura's husband Bret for driving Jenni's baby around for an hour so she could come), my Grandma Udall, a couple of my mom's friends, my friends Cami, Bobbie, and Trina. (Trina even drove all the way down from Boise!)

Most of the Women's Conference sessions consist of two speakers. I spoke with a woman from Salt Lake named Jane Curtis. She is a Stake RS president of a student stake at the U. She's also served with her husband as mission presidents in Italy. So she obviously spoke from a different perspective and depth than me. But I think our thoughts meshed well. She was a neat lady and it was so nice to meet her and work with her!

The thing I was most scared of was out of control emotions throughout the talk. I prayed a lot about this and managed to hold them together through most of it, though not as well as I would have liked. Afterwards the relief was overwhelming! It felt so good to be done and I felt so grateful for the help and support the Lord and MANY others had given me!

I look so dumb in these pictures. I felt so sweaty and flushed when I was done!!!

Tulip time

Last Monday was gorgeous so we took the kids to Nielsen's Grove for Family Home Evening. Check out these tulips! If only mine could look that good. Nielsen's Grove is the site of the oldest formal gardens in Utah County - established by a Danish Convert to the Church in the 1870's or so. They've recently been restored to their original status after some years of neglect.