Thursday, February 28, 2013

The man with a plan

This morning Jay was discussing his life plans, including the love of his life, Molly Peters (who’s in his class at church). It came up so suddenly, but thankfully the camera was nearby.

I wonder why Jay is so concerned with claiming his wife already. He probably just inherited his mother’s adoration of tidy plans and lists, but I hope he doesn’t start trying to be her husband now. I do my best to emphasize the ORDER of things when we talk about what he wants to do when he grows up. Mission, THEN marriage.

Tuesday, February 26, 2013

The Toy Soldier Challenge

Every since he fell in love with the Nutcracker, Jay has been obsessed with toy soldiers. Not the cheap-o green army men—the classic red-coated, rosy-cheeked kind. I’ve been on the lookout for a set of such soldiers for weeks, with no success. They are either sold individually and expensively on Ebay, or as Christmas ornaments, or in collector’s sets for hundreds of dollars. SO I got out of the box and re-thought the situation. Ding ding ding! Make them myself! Why didn’t that thought come along sooner? Now, we usually only buy our kids new toys for birthday or Christmas gifts (or for 28-hour car drives). But I make them toys all the time! It’s a creative outlet for me, and they usually love my… rustic hand-crafted things.

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Of course you’re familiar with my first round of homemade prescription bottle toy soldiers. Jay has had a hankering for a nice solid ARMY. He’s good at making do with rows of square blocks, but I thought we could figure something else out.

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This next batch of soldiers required a trip to Hobby Lobby. We picked up two bags of wooden “male doll” pieces and we were good to go. It was the fastest Hobby Lobby trip ever! We did stroll slowly down certain isles on our way to and from the wood-goods section, but still, it all took less than 15 minutes. It was tough.

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When we got home, I unearthed my craft paint and turned the wooden shapes into soldiers.

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For the faces, I used permanent markers.

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It took a little more time than I anticipated, but 2 hours later, Jay was the proud owner of 16 wooden soldiers. I let Jay paint one of the guys, and he chose to do him in all blue. When he was done, I added the details. I think these guys look like those old Fisher-Price Little People.

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I made them as cute as possible, because I don’t love all the shooting and fighting that goes along with toy soldiers. Somehow it makes me feel better if they are cute?

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Success!

Sunday, February 24, 2013

Rose

Rose is such a little PERSON these days. Now that she’s two, I need to savor a few nuggets about how she is right now. Here’s a top 10 list:

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1. Rose is such a tease. She knows how to push Jay’s buttons, and she does it with either a big, mischievous smile or a tiny sneaky grin. He falls for her tricks more often than not. She’ll steal something of his and hold on to it with her trademark grin while he storms and moans about it. Or she’ll tell him no when he wants her to say yes. That kind of trickery. I find it far more amusing than Jay does. The way she teases her mother, however, is much more amusing to Jay than me,. She refuses to look up for a quick picture. She goes boneless when I’m trying to help her into her coat. She’ll run away and hide when it’s time for a diaper change. She will deny a dirty diaper every single time I ask her how it’s going down there.

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Can you see that little suppressed half-smile? I was asking her to look at me so I could take a picture of her, and she was refusing to tease me. She couldn’t resist doing a small smile, though.

2. She loves her big brother Jay so much. It warms my heart to see her snuggle up to him, imitate him, be silly with him, play with him, share with him and forgive him over and over every time he tackles her.

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3. Rose is a girly girl. She loves purses, shoes, hair bows, chap stick, nail polish, clothes, shopping, and even cute socks. I have to work to remember to have girly fun with her. We painted toenails and fingernails this month. I even let her paint my toes (and by toes, I mean she painted each toe completely, nail and all, shiny pink). She was in heaven! We went on a mother-daughter shopping trip at the mall a few weeks ago, just the two of us, and she lived it up. I finally put away Jay’s old gray and white socks that Rose has been using her whole life a few weeks ago and bought Rose some feminine socks, and she takes great pleasure in picking out purple or pink or stripes or hearts to put on her feet every day. That being said, Rose also loves everything Jay does, so that means she likes Star Wars The Nutcracker, swords, blocks, and Hotwheels.

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Pretty pink nails.

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Shopping like a pro. She chose to hold her bag that way all through the mall. Countless adoring looks from 99% of the mall-folk.

4. Latest skill: this month Rose learned how to open doors. That’s one of my least favorite milestones, I have to admit. She has been trotting into our bedroom at all hours of the night off and on for the past few weeks. Tiring! Hopefully she settles down soon.

5. Rose’s latest doctor checkup was this Friday. She is 3 foot 1 inch, 29 pounds. That’s the 100th percentile for height and the 78th percentile for weight, as if that means anything. She had one shot at the doctor’s office, and she didn’t even cry! While we were waiting for the nurse to come in with the shot, I explained over and over what was going to happen: first there will be a cold wipe, then a poke, then a bandaid, and then you get a sticker! She grimaced a little with the poke, but perked right up when it was sticker time.

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6. Words, words, words. I LOVE listening to Rose’s language! Jay waited till he could say words a little better before he started stringing them together, but Rose plows through whole sentences without worrying too much about pronunciation. It is cute but also tricky to decipher what she means sometimes. Whenever I’m upset, she has started saying “dowy, Mommy” (sorry, Mommy). So sweet but kind of makes me feel guilty for being grumpy.

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Yum, I could just eat her up in those skinny jeans and braids.

7. Rose loves Nursery at church. Today after Sacrament meeting, she ran almost all the way out of the chapel on her way to “shuh-shy” before I could catch up to her.

8. Rose’s favorite show is Sesame Street. It’s really the only show I let her watch, strict Mama that I am. Sesame Street is almost an hour long. Plenty of TV time for a day if you ask me! Jeff has recently gotten her into the new My Little Pony cartoon that’s on Netflix, though. She calls it “My Bowey,” and begs Daddy to let her watch it when he gets home from work. Jay and Rose love watching things with Daddy because he actually sits there and watches cartoons with them, unlike me.

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9. Rose is an eater! She loves to dip most things. When there is no dip provided, she usually dips food into her drink. Carrots in milk are a favorite, but she also enjoys toast in orange juice.

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10. That hair.

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Need I say more?

Wednesday, February 20, 2013

The Silver BB

        
A few months ago, Jeff and I were discussing our plans for future vehicle purchases and groaning over minivan prices. In a somewhat exasperated/joking tone, Jeff said "I should just get a motor scooter!" We looked at each other and...the plan was formed. Instead of "suffering" for years with one car while we somehow saved up five digits of dinero for a van, we realized that a motor scooter, which cost less than a tenth of a van, would solve most of our transportation woes for the next 5 years--or longer. Fast forward to this weekend...

As I have mentioned, over Presidents Day weekend, we went to Seattle. We visited my dear parents and sister, and we bought a motor scooter. It was an easy choice because when we told the salesman our criteria and price range, he had exactly one scooter that fit the bill. Since it was the last one in stock and they were trying to get rid of it, we got this brand new shiny for half price. So, pay your tithing!


Tadaaa! Here it is. I don't know what its official name is. It's Sym-something. I do know that Jeff doesn't even have to get a special  license to drive it because the engine is so small, and it maxes out at around 37 miles per hour. But its gas mileage is a friendly 70 miles per gallon! This thing is awesome. I still haven't had the courage to ride it.
I call it the silver BB. Let me explain why.


Back in high school I drove a silver Mercury Sable that looked like this. When my brother Brad got his driver's license, he inherited this sexy car and lovingly christened it The Silver Bullet, in hopes of increasing its appeal--ha. Well, I named Jeff's new motor scooter after the good ole Silver Bullet. But because the scooter is so small and slow, it needed a smaller name. So it's a BB instead of a bullet. 

I need to write one more story to illustrate this EVENT. We bought the BB in Seattle. We live nearly 200 miles and across a mountain range from there. It would take at least 7 hours to ride this little putt-putt BB that far, due to necessary gas fill-up stops every 70 miles and back roads with lower (safer for slow pokes) speed limits. Enter: my Mom's minivan! Shapow, we folded down the seats, crammed the HEAVY BB into the back, and I rode with her while she drove it halfway across the state for us. What we didn't take into consideration was the scooter's GAS FUMES that filled the van every time we closed the windows. So we drove at 70 mph with the windows down for 3 hours in February! We both felt a little funny by the end of that drive. Gas stinks. But we did live large with some Target shopping and then an Arby's lunch along the way. Two words: curly fries! We kept up an impressively steady shouted conversation amidst the roar of the freezing air through the windows. Thank goodness that van has heated seats. We eventually arrived, and the gas headache hangover has mostly passed by  now too.


The man with his moto. And yes, our garage is that awesome. It's also warm inside, so the previous owner knew what he was doing with all that [ugly] fluffy pink stuff. 


I haven't taken any action shots of Jeff riding the BB, but believe me, I will.


 I love this guy. Real men ride scooters.

Tuesday, February 19, 2013

Grampa Charley

We visited my family this weekend, and Rose started saying Grampa Charley's name. We can't get enough of this little voice!



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PS: I have no idea how to make this video a normal size, so you get the super-sized version.

Thursday, February 14, 2013

“I like you”

Happy Valentine’s Day! I like making this frilly pink “holiday” into a family affair. It’s good to have a day to celebrate how much we love each other (I think I say that every Valentine’s Day, but it’s true this year too). We gave each other small surprises and had our traditional Valentine Alfredo pasta for dinner.

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How could I leave them out of the Valentine love? Impossible.

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Earlier this week, we made fluttery heart strings to adorn The Wall. They are paper hearts taped to thread, so they flutter and twirl with every puff of air. They remind me of how my husband makes my heart flutter. [insert goofy lovey grin]

Jeff has this program on his iPad that lets him control our home computer from afar. So this morning while he was at school, he commandeered my computer, wrote “I like you” in Microsoft Word, and started playing this YouTube video of “What I Like About You.” Sadly, I was not home when this little Valentine-from-afar occurred, but Jeff re-created the whole thing for me when he got home this afternoon, and it was awesome.

This morning we decorated Valentine cookies with some friends. Then we went to surprise Daddy at work for lunch. Here’s what we brought him:

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Jay is getting a little bit better at writing his name, eh? The “J” is still upside down, but that’s a mighty fine “a.”

We made Jeff a bacon-bouquet and brought it to him at lunch time during school today. I saw this idea online last summer, and tucked it away for future use. Jeff loved it, and munched those bacon-rose-blossoms right off the stems!

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We were supposed to say something like “I love you more than bacon,” but in the excitement of the actual bacon-a-rific delivery, it slipped my mind.

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I made Jeff a bookmark too. I know, I know, a romantic bookmark? But that’s what it turned in to. Our book club book this month (Golden, by Cameron Dokey) had a really sweet quote about love in it, so I used it. It could be called cheesy or sappy but I think that’s all in your perspective. It’s cheesy, sappy, and meaningful all at once to me! But that’s kind of how Jeff and I are in general, so it fits.

If you can’t read the words in the picture, it says:

“That’s what love is…a possibility that becomes a choice. A choice you  keep making over and over. Day after day. Year after year. Time after time.”

Who would’ve thought that a short fairy story about Rapunzel could have such a profound statement? Love is a CHOICE! I need to ask myself more often if I am choosing to love or to grumble.

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Heh, I was sorely tempted to give Jeff a Valentine card with this picture on the front with a caption: “I’m glad you picked me!” Because the other woman in this picture is my dear ole roommate Laurs, whom Jeff incidentally dated before he decided on me. But I settled for the “romantic bookmark” instead.

Let me tell one small story to illustrate how great my love is—it’s not mushy, I promise! Today we were discussing in-car child entertainment for future painfully-long multi-day road trips. We were trying to figure out how to prop up the Kindle Fire screen in the back seat of our car so that Jay and Rose could both watch a movie on it together. At the same time, we both said “maybe we could rig it…” then our eyes met and we busted out laughing. It was such the epitome of US: we have been married long enough to start taking on each other’s expressions, and we’ve had so many hilarious/tight/make-do situations that “rigging it” is kind of our thing. You know, “make do with what we’ve got,” or, “it may not be pretty, but it works!” This habit/semi-motto is what inspired my faux-business, Goofy But Effective Designs. That’s what we are—goofy but effective. I love this about my husband. “Making do” is a challenge that we love to tackle together.

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Happy heart day from all of us!

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*Side note: normally I’m of the opinion that we should leave kids to their own devices as much as possible in certain situations because they are incredible at amusing themselves and I think it’s good for them to learn how to MAKE DO, but…if we were to strap them into a car for more than, say, a DAY, it would ease the agony for all of us if they had a variety of amusements that included a feature presentation. Preparation!

Tuesday, February 12, 2013

Cardboard Luthier

Ever since I started playing violin at age 11, I’ve been fascinated with the art of constructing string instruments. We’ve all seen the old video “The Touch of the Master’s Hand,” right? I always liked the scenes where the master fixes up the old violin best. All symbolism aside, making a violin is such a beautiful art! I’ve always thought that it would be fun to BE a luthier and build violins all day. But then I think about how I can’t quite manage the attention to detail necessary to bake a cake from scratch, and that makes me think I’m ok just squeaking around on my pre-made student violin a few times a week instead of building fancy instruments myself.

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Today, however, I decided to live the dream just a little…in cardboard! Last year I made Jay a play violin out of cardboard but it got crumpled and floppy so I tossed it in the trash when we moved. He has been asking me to make him another one ever since. So, today I finally did it. This year’s cardboard violin model turned out MUCH better than last year’s (the old one looked more like a guitar than a violin).

I used a black Sharpie marker and an old silver gel pen to fancy the violin up a bit. Side note—what happened to gel pens, anyways? They used to be all the rage, but I haven’t seen them anywhere for years! I still think they’re pretty awesome.

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Check out that fancy scrollwork.

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The silver gel pen shines metallically—perfect for the strings and fine-tuners at the bottom. If only I could draw straight lines…

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The bow was fun.

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I’m trying to teach Jay how to hold the bow right, but it’s pretty hard for his young, clumsy fingers.

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He looks like a little Mozart, don’t you think?

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We’ll be playing duets in no time!

Sunday, February 10, 2013

A Sunbeam! A Sunbeam!

What with all those Rose-posts last week, it’s about time to mention Jay again. Jay has been a Sunbeam in Primary for 6 weeks now, and he has adjusted marvelously. Back in December, his nursery leader told me that he was DONE with Nursery. She was right! He started going to Sunbeams class unofficially half way through December, and he hasn’t stopped since. In his matter-of-fact way, he likes Primary, and he participates fearlessly. He’s such a good little “Jay-beam.” He has already given a talk and a prayer during Primary. I feel sneaky to be able to watch him in Primary every Sunday—being in the Primary presidency has many perks.

One Sunday the chorister was talking about the second verse of “I Am A Child of God,” where it says “and so my needs are great.” She asked the kids what some of our needs are. Jay raised his hand and when she called on him, he held up his pointer finger like a teacher and said, “kids need toys.” He was so matter-of-fact—borderline philosophical about it—I nearly died!

I have two more Jay-beam stories to tell: about his first talk and his first prayer in Primary.

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THE TALK: First, I have to tell you that we have 2 boys named Jay in our Primary. What are the odds? The other Jay is a 6 year old. On our Jay’s first or second Sunday in Primary, it was the other Jay’s turn to do the scripture. Kelly, who was conducting, asked Jay to come and sit up front till it was time for the scripture. Well, both Jays walked up and sat down. I came in just after this happened, and when I saw Jay up there I wondered if I was supposed to help him do something. Kelly whispered that he had come up with the other Jay. To maintain reverence and all that, we just let Jay sit up there during opening exercises.

After the other Jay did the scripture and sat down, our Jay assumed that it must be his turn to say something in the microphone next. So he walked right up, stepped onto the stool, and stood there, breathing into the microphone and looking around expectantly. I quickly walked up and asked him if he wanted to give a talk. You bet he did! (He has always loved that microphone). I dreamed up a few simple sentences about the plan of salvation and whispered them in his ear to repeat. He spoke very loudly and very clearly into the microphone about the “plan of salivation,” relishing every word that was magnified in volume so magically. I couldn’t avoid a chuckle or two.

Since I was deathly shy as a child, it always astounds and impresses me when kids are completely un-shy, especially when that kid is my OWN child! Jay was utterly at ease in front of the 20 or so faces looking at him while he carefully repeated my last-minute sentences. We’ll see if it lasts for this year’s Primary program! Oh boy, that should be good.

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THE PRAYER: Today he was assigned to do the opening prayer, so there wasn’t any confusion there this time. When it was his turn, he confidently stepped up onto the stool, folded his arms, ignored any offers of help, and started praying. He had to tilt his head up to get his mouth up against the microphone. He relished the volume of the microphone even more this time. Since he was thinking of his own things to say, he said a very long prayer, speaking slowly and loudly. He did not get tongue tied or pause to think. He just kept talking!

The part that got me was what he said in the  prayer. Everything he said was church-centered! He’s never said such a good prayer any other time in his life! He said: “thank thee for the gospel, thank thee for the church, thank thee that we could come to Primary today,” and a few other quality things that I forgot. Since he was talking so slowly, it was getting to be quite the hefty, lengthy prayer. So I waited for him to pause for breath, (it felt like I was trying to jump into a swinging jump rope), dashed in, and whispered “In the name of Jesus Christ, amen” into his ear. Luckily he took the hint and finished off with a flourishing “A-MEN.” I can’t help but wonder how long he would’ve gone on without intervention. I didn’t want him to start saying silly things like he sometimes does, though, so once he had said a good long prayer, I had to encourage him to end it.

Oh, Jay.

A little bit vulnerable…

Sacrament meeting talks are kind of tricky. Some people make an outline and speak as they feel inspired. Other people write out every single word and read it carefully. Yet others write a talk and then decide not to use it at the last minute. I have always been a write-out-every-single-word kind of person, but each time I give my talk I have managed to ad-lib a little bit here and there (we’re talking 2 or 3 word comments). For example, in my first talk back as a lowly 13 year old, I had to write “look up” every sentence or two to remind myself not to hide behind my paper, but on my most recent talk, 13 years later, I did NOT have to put those clever little reminders in. Progress!

A few weeks ago on January 20th, I gave a talk about the Godhead. I thought about posting it on here but at the time I felt too…vulnerable, for lack of a better word. I despise standing in front of people and talking for 20 minutes straight, so even if my talk was substantial and spiritual, I needed time to get OVER it after it was done, you know? Plus, lots of people in our ward read this blog and it made me feel even more vulnerable to have my talk up in the spotlight again. I know, it makes no sense. But that’s the best way I can explain how I feel!

Well, I have mailed this talk to my missionary brother Kyle, and today I sent it to my Dad. He liked it so much that he asked me to send it to my other siblings. That made me think that maybe a few other select folks that I know and love may want to read it. But I’m too chicken to decided which of you to force it upon in an email, so I decided to just post the thing here.

[I did omit the “brief introduction of your family” that I was asked to give, because that’s the main part that I added to at the last minute and the part I did write out really looks lame on paper]

The day I gave this talk, I managed to stretch it into 20 minutes with measured pauses and an easy reading pace, because the youth speaker was home sick. Also, I blushed, trembled, and cried intermittently throughout the whole thing, of course. Well, ok, here it is:

The Godhead
by Shaina White

My topic is the Godhead. The youth have this same topic for all of their Sunday school and young men/young women lessons in the month of January. So this month they have at least 8 hours to discuss and learn about the Godhead. I only have 15 minutes to talk about it!

The first article of faith says, “We believe in God the Eternal Father, and in his Son Jesus Christ, and in the Holy Ghost.” The Godhead is made up of 3 separate beings: Heavenly Father, Jesus Christ, and the Holy Ghost. They each have distinct roles but are united in purpose and doctrine. Joseph Smith said “It is the first principle of the gospel to know for a certainty the character of God.” (Quoted in July 2006 Ensign, Pres. Hinckley: “In these three I believe.”)

This is information we need to know FIRST and foremost in the gospel. Everything else in the gospel stems from this vital knowledge. When we know God’s character, we understand ourselves and our own purposes: where we come from, WHO we come from, where we’re going, and WHO we want to become. That gives us direction and peace in our confusing, crazy world.

Like many tourists, Jeff and I got a kick out of the recorded voice on the London Underground that said “mind the gap,” every time the train stopped, warning us not to trip on the edge of the platform on our way out of the train. I think that’s one of the challenges of the gospel: “minding the gap” between knowing the doctrine and applying it to ourselves. Like the different stops on the Underground, some gaps are bigger than others. It’s easy to see how to apply some points of doctrine daily, like the Word of Wisdom. Don’t drink or smoke. Got it. But how can we apply our knowledge of the Godhead into how we live each day? Since there are well over 8 hours’ worth of things to say about the Godhead, I’m going to focus on WHO they are and some things we can DO with our knowledge of their divine attributes.

Heavenly Father and Jesus Christ are perfect examples of unity, love, and service. The Holy Ghost helps us learn of their ways and follow their example.

First, Unity. 3 Nephi 11:36 says, “And thus will the Father bear record of me, and the Holy Ghost will bear record unto him of the Father and me; for the Father, and I, and the Holy Ghost are one.” The Godhead is made of 3 distinct beings who work in perfect unity toward the same goals. Elder Jeffrey R. Holland said, “We believe these three divine persons constituting a single Godhead are united in purpose, in manner, in testimony, in mission. We believe Them to be filled with the same godly sense of mercy and love, justice and grace, patience, forgiveness, and redemption.” (Oct 2007 Gen Conf)

We are all separate beings in the church/our ward, but we need to work together to build faith, serve, and welcome others. Unity allows us to be instruments in the hands of the Lord. We are commanded to be one over and over throughout the scriptures…

Like it says in Mosiah 18:21 “And he commanded them that there should be no contention one with another, but that they should look forward with one eye, having one faith and one baptism, having their hearts knit together in unity and in love one towards another.”

And Doctrine and Covenants 38:27 “I say unto you, be one; and if ye are not one ye are not mine.” We have lots of different “levels” of unity. When we are unified with our spouse, we can lead our families the right way and have daily joy from a sturdy, loving relationship. When we are unified as a family, we qualify to have the spirit in our home. When we are unified with our home/visiting teaching companion, we can serve our assigned families effectively, be their friends, and meet their needs. When we are unified as a ward, we can establish our own little version of Zion right here through missionary work, service, and love. The Godhead is a perfect model for us of how well unity works, and what it really means to be ONE.

Love and service go hand in hand so I’ll put them together. They are two of the Godhead’s main defining qualities. When we look at how they serve with love, we can learn how to do the same more often every day.

Moses 1:39 “For behold, this is my work‍ and my glory—to bring to pass the immortality‍ and eternal life‍ of man.” Heavenly Father’s main work is serving and helping us, his children. One way we can act on this knowledge is to serve our kids like he serves us. He is the perfect parent—literally! We can model our parenting on his example. For example, He works constantly for the welfare of his children [us]. He lets us know what is right, but he always lets us choose for ourselves, whether we choose right or wrong. He sends us comfort through the Holy Ghost when we are sad, and he rejoices with us when we’re happy. He always wants us to talk to him, and he wants us to ask him for help.

Heavenly Father’s selfless devotion to his children is my biggest inspiration as a parent. Now that I’m a parent, I know that it takes constant effort to be even half as selfless at serving and helping my family as Heavenly Father is at serving us! I’m glad that I get to experience what it feels like to love my children so much that it’s worth all the effort to devote myself to them unselfishly. When I think about how much I love my own kids, I can sort of start to understand a little bit of how much Heavenly Father loves all of us.

Three of the times that I feel Heavenly Father’s love the strongest are when I’m in the temple, when I see a newborn baby, and when I serve others. Doing temple work for Heavenly Father’s other children helps me feel his Fatherly love for them and his approval for me strongly. In the temple the Spirit is unrestrained, and heaven feels closer. When I see a newborn baby, I feel Heavenly Father’s love through the huge amount of trust and confidence he has in us when he gives his sweet, pure spirits to our care. When I serve others, I feel closer to the Lord because I know I’m doing what he would do. I know he loves us because I have felt his love many times. If we follow his example of love and service, we will draw closer to him and have his spirit with us more strongly.

Jesus Christ is also a perfect example of loving service. Acts 10:38 says that Jesus “went about doing good.” During his earthly life, Jesus always took time to help and show love to all in his path, like when he was going to help Jairus’s daughter. The story is in Luke 8: “And, behold, there came a man named Jairus, and he was a ruler of the synagogue: and he fell down at Jesus’ feet, and besought him that he would come into his house: For he had one only daughter, about twelve years of age, and she lay a dying. But as he went the people thronged him” (v. 41-42). Right here I always think that Jesus will go straight to the dying girl, but even while he’s on his way to help her urgent needs, he makes time for another.

The next few verses say, “And a woman having an issue of blood twelve years, which had spent all her living upon physicians, neither could be healed of any, Came behind him, and touched the border of his garment: and immediately her issue of blood stanched. And Jesus said, Who touched me? When all denied, Peter and they that were with him said, Master, the multitude throng thee and press thee, and sayest thou, Who touched me? And Jesus said, Somebody hath touched me: for I perceive that virtue is gone out of me. And when the woman saw that she was not hid, she came trembling, and falling down before him, she declared unto him before all the people for what cause she had touched him, and how she was healed immediately. And he said unto her, Daughter, be of good comfort: thy faith hath made thee whole; go in peace.” (Luke 8:43-48) Even when Jesus was on his way to do good, he didn’t rush past another person in need. He was never too busy for anyone.

In last October’s General Conference, President Uchtdorf said: "Isn’t it true that we often get so busy? And, sad to say, we even wear our busyness as a badge of honor, as though being busy, by itself, was an accomplishment or sign of a superior life. Is it? I think of our Lord and Exemplar, Jesus Christ, and His short life among the people of Galilee and Jerusalem. I have tried to imagine Him bustling between meetings or multitasking to get a list of urgent things accomplished. I can’t see it. Instead I see the compassionate and caring Son of God purposefully living each day. When He interacted with those around Him, they felt important and loved. He knew the infinite value of the people He met. He blessed them, ministered to them. He lifted them up, healed them. He gave them the precious gift of His time."

The Savior’s gift of time is such a powerful example to me. It’s so easy to get caught up in daily tasks when we need to be stopping along our busy way and taking time to listen for promptings and help others in need. Most of you know that I went through an intense pregnancy sickness last August and September. I felt the Savior stop to help me and my family through that ordeal every time one of YOU dear ward members stopped by to visit, clean my house, bring us food, drive me to the hospital, or take care of my kids. I think I cried more out of gratitude during that sickness than I ever did over the physical discomfort. Every time I thanked people for their help, they always said it was not a big deal. If you look at each act of service alone, it doesn’t sound like anything to tear up over, but I laid limply in my chair and became increasingly overwhelmed at how a hundred seemingly small acts of service added up to equal something enormous. We are instructed to slow down and take time to listen to the Spirit because that’s how the Lord takes care of us—through each other. It’s one of the most important ways we can follow Jesus’ example.

Every day I have to work at remembering to pause and decide if what I’m doing is the best way to use my time. I know when I slow down and take the time to give my attention to the best things, like my family, we are all happier, I feel the Spirit more in our home, and our love for each other grows.

I can’t talk about loving service without mentioning the biggest act of loving service ever to occur in the history of the world: the atonement. The Living Christ says, “None other has had so profound an influence upon all who have lived and will yet live upon the earth.” Jesus Christ is our shining example of pure, loving service. Our challenge is to let his example profoundly influence us and “purposefully live each day,” “going about doing good.”

The Holy Ghost, or the comforter, helps us do this. He helps us gain a testimony of Heavenly Father and Jesus Christ and guides us as we try to follow them. The handy True to the Faith book says, “You can receive a sure testimony of Heavenly Father and Jesus Christ only by the power of the Holy Ghost. His communication to your spirit carries far more certainty than any communication you can receive through your natural senses.” (p.82) I really like how that is worded: the way the Holy Ghost speaks to us is the most effective form of communication!

D&C 130:22 says, “The Father has a body of flesh and bones as tangible as man’s; the Son also; but the Holy Ghost has not a body of flesh and bones, but is a personage of Spirit. Were it not so, the Holy Ghost could not dwell in us.” Because the Holy Ghost is a spirit, he can dwell within us and speak to our spirits. He speaks straight to our hearts. When we are open and willing to listen to the Spirit, he helps us do what is right through promptings and feelings.

How do we tell when the Holy Ghost is communicating to us? Doctrine and Covenants 8:2 says, “Yea, behold, I will tell you in your mind and in your heart, by the Holy Ghost, which shall come upon you and which shall dwell in your heart.” When our mind agrees with our heart, then we know that the prompting is coming from the Spirit.

John 14:26-27 “But the Comforter, which is the Holy Ghost, whom the Father will send in my name, he shall teach you all things, and bring all things to your remembrance, whatsoever I have said unto you. Peace I leave with you, my peace I give unto you: not as the world giveth, give I unto you. Let not your heart be troubled, neither let it be afraid.”

Moroni 10:5 “And by the power of the Holy Ghost, ye may know the truth of all things.”

Because he is our constant companion after baptism, the Holy Ghost comforts us and helps us in both small and big ways. About 2 weeks ago, my little boy Jay lost one of his beloved homemade toy soldiers. It was just an old medicine bottle with a picture of a toy soldier taped on the front, but he loves those things, and one of them got lost. Monday night this week for family home evening, we had a lesson about prayer. We told Jay that Heavenly Father helps us find things when we pray and ask him for help, and we said he could even help Jay find his one missing toy soldier. SO, that night in his prayers, Jay said “please help me find my toy soldier.” It was completely sweet to hear him ask for something that was so small, yet so important to his little 3 1/2-year-old self. All the next day, Jay kept asking me if Heavenly Father was looking for his toy soldier. I kept explaining that JAY had to do the looking, and Heavenly Father would help him know where to look. Tuesday ended with no sign of the toy soldier. Tuesday night, Jay prayed again for help finding his toy soldier. And when Jeff and I said our prayers together, I prayed for help to find the soldier too! On Wednesday after lunch, Jay asked me if I would help him look for his toy soldier again. It felt like a good idea to start by looking underneath the couches. We looked under the upstairs couch, and there was nothing there. We went to the basement and looked under that couch and Jay shouted, “I FOUND MY TOY SOLDIER!!!!” He was so completely excited and happy. After we had hugged and celebrated a little, I encouraged Jay to say a prayer of thanks for the help. So Jay and I knelt down together and he said the dearest, simplest prayer; “Heavenly Father, thank thee for helping me find my toy soldier.” It was such a tender moment to see my little boy’s prayer answered through the promptings of the Spirit. I know that the Lord loves us enough to send his Spirit to help even the smallest person with the smallest concern.

During my sickness last August, I got pretty used to handling my queasy physical weakness. When my pregnancy ended in a miscarriage in September, I thought I was done with the hospital and all that physical agony. Well, I ended up making one more trip to the ER, when I almost passed out one night. The triage nurse found that my blood pressure was very low, and suddenly an army of nurses whisked me away to a bright room and hooked me up to a bunch of machines. Lying there feeling so completely helpless and on the edge of consciousness, I felt a huge wave of fear. I was used to going to the hospital for IV fluids. I was even used to needing a wheelchair to make it all the way back to the outpatient services. But I was NOT used to feeling like I was going to pass out! It was a new, scary feeling! I remember—vaguely—saying a little prayer for comfort while I laid there. I am so very thankful for the peace that the Holy Ghost gives when we ask for it, whether it’s for a little thing like finding a toy soldier, or for a big scary thing like being in the hospital.

I am so thankful for the restored gospel of Jesus Christ. I know that the Godhead is made up of three separate beings: Heavenly Father, Jesus Christ, and the Holy Ghost. They work together in unity. They have shown us how to love and serve each other. I know they love us, and I love them. When we turn to them and follow their example, they will help us through our trials and build our faith along the way.

Saturday, February 9, 2013

Rose’s Birthday ACTION

I’ve told you about the birthday GIRL, the birthday CAKE, but not the actual BIRTHDAY!

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I made her a birthday crown with a flowery paper punch. She LOVED it. Rose soaked up all the birthday attention like a sponge. Jay has had 3 birthdays, and he never “got it” as much as Rose did this time. Maybe it’s a girl thing—we like to feel special. She was glowing and happy all day, whether we were doing birthday activities or not. It was so cute to see her satisfied little smile any time we mentioned that it was her birthday.

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We decided to wake the kids up before Jeff left for work at 6:15am so Rose didn’t have to wait all day till Daddy got home to open her presents. Usually they wake up this early anyways, but of course not on the one day we wanted them to. It felt SO WRONG waking them up, but we did it anyways. Bring on the birthday!

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Rose got a shopping cart and a book from her parents and a wooden school bus from Jay. We’re getting a few girly toys around here at last…I’m pretty picky about the toys we keep in our house because I hate flimsy, ugly toys, and most of the so-called girly toys out there are pretty flimsy and ugly.

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They went straight to the “play kitchen” and loaded up on produce.

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This is the BEST kid book of all time! My friend introduced me to it at Christmas time, and I was so glad to have Rose’s birthday as an excuse to add it to our home library.

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The story is condensed into 12 well-chosen words: friends, sisters, dance, mean, sick, muddy, yes?, no!, write, read, walk, marry. There’s a fuzzy felt picture for each word. How simply awesome can you get?

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We watched Sesame Street (Rose’s favorite) and went to our ward’s newly organized play group. I love their attentive faces.

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I finally found and hung the ole birthday banner about half way through the day.

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I didn’t have to ask Rose what she wanted for her birthday dinner. That goes without saying: homemade mac and cheese! She chowed. I think she ate more than I did. But that would be nothing new. We also had “baby oranges” (cuties/clementines) and broccoli because those are Rose’s favorite healthy things.

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I used one pound of macaroni noodles, and our family of four polished it off without blinking.

The White grandparents and Steph, Jasen, and Layne came over for cake after dinner, bearing gifts and balloons. I assigned Jeff to camera detail for once, and it was nice to watch instead of capture. Plus, his pictures are rather more artistic than mine.

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It was a doll swing that converts into a high chair! And a new outfit and a book.

Then came the cake:

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Rose was pretty good at blowing, but not at aiming. I wanted to let Rose blow for a little while to see if she could blow them out, but Grama Leslie had other plans, and she blew the candles out on Rose’s second try. I was kind of bummed, but Rose didn’t seem to care. Next time, though, I’ll make sure everyone knows to give the child a chance!

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Rose abandoned her fork early on.

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We all choked down the dry cake and Rose had fun squishing it. Both of my kids always eat so  much of their birthday mac and cheese that they rarely care about the cake. But Rose did eat her thin sliver eventually, after sculpting with it for a bit first.

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THE TWO YEAR OLD! Wearing her birthday outfit that turned out to actually be pajamas…but she’ll probably wear them as normal clothes anyways.

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Wearing a pony tail with her new sparkly hair twisty tie. Her hair makes such a fountain!

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Well, Rose has just woken up from her nap and is crying stormily on my lap. It looks like the birthday is over…

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…now we have a real two year old on our hands!