Wednesday, June 15, 2016

Ode to Jay

In January this year, I started teaching Jay piano lessons. It's been the blind leading the blind-er the whole six months, haha! But he did make some progress. We almost made it to the grand staff, but school ended before we got there and let's be honest, piano lessons during summer? Not gonna happen! I have never taught anyone how to play an instrument before, so it was a steep learning curve for both of us. The teacher duets at the bottom of each song were usually a little too tricky for me to sight read, and I sure never managed to practice them! That was a fun piano element that Jay's low-functioning teacher couldn't provide. The main thing I should've done more of as the teacher, though, is prepare and read over the next section of his music books before the lessons--obviously, hah! But we did piano before school so often it was rather rushed. Jay practiced 10 minutes per day on weekdays. We started off nice and slow.



Here are the final two songs he learned, complete with the usual background ruckus that accompanied most lessons and practice sessions. It's amazing he learned as much as he did with repeat WWF throwdowns on the couch behind him!




Speaking of pianos, my piano wall trio of 18 month old sweetfaces is complete at last:




Sunday, June 12, 2016

Sunday family day

Sunday is family day. I've been making an effort to spend more time with my family on Sunday afternoons. After church it is all too easy to retreat to the computer to email my missionary sister, write blog posts, and shuffle through the week's pictures while they retreat to the basement to play. Over the past few months I've done some pondering about what we want our Sundays to look like.

When I was growing up, we did not watch anything on Sunday--no TV, no movies, nada. Once when Christmas or Christmas Eve was on a Sunday, we watched Mr. Kreuger's Christmas. I remember it because that was the only time in my life we ever watched anything on Sunday besides old family home videos. We didn't even have any video games when I was little, so that was never an issue. Up until I went to college, I always thought that it was naughty to watch TV on Sunday. When I got to college, however, I discovered that I was the only one of my LDS friends who did not watch TV or movies on Sundays. And worse--when I said I didn't watch TV on Sundays, my friends/roommates asked why and when I tried to explain that I was just keeping the Sabbath Day holy, they got kind of offended and said I sounded all high and mighty and "holier-than-thou." It was hard because I was just trying to do what felt right for ME, not impose my preferences on others. I went through a very confusing couple of semesters in regards to Sabbath day observance. My friends were good active Mormons but--gasp--they watched movies on Sundays! How was this possible? Eventually I came to the understanding that watching shows on Sunday isn't bad. Choosing what to do on Sunday is a personal decision. As President Nelson said in a General Conference talk last year, it's about the sign you want to give God.

"The Savior identified Himself as Lord of the Sabbath. It is His day! Repeatedly, He has asked us to keep the Sabbath or to hallow the Sabbath day. We are under covenant to do so.

How do we hallow the Sabbath day? In my much younger years, I studied the work of others who had compiled lists of things to do and things not to do on the Sabbath. It wasn’t until later that I learned from the scriptures that my conduct and my attitude on the Sabbath constituted a sign between me and my Heavenly Father. With that understanding, I no longer needed lists of dos and don’ts. When I had to make a decision whether or not an activity was appropriate for the Sabbath, I simply asked myself, “What sign do I want to give to God?” That question made my choices about the Sabbath day crystal clear." 
--President Russell M. Nelson, The Sabbath is a Delight, April 2015 General Conference

I loved that talk--it fell right in line with what I've been grappling with off and on in various stages ever since I left home for college a dozen years ago. One of the major points I got out of President Nelson's words was that outside of church attendance and fulfilling church assignments and callings, there is no rigid structure of do's and don'ts for Sundays. That tells me that these do's and don'ts change over the different stages of life. And even better, everyone can figure out what hallowing the Sabbath day means for their own current stage of life. Right now, sitting down at the computer for a few hours by myself on Sunday afternoon to do family history work is not nearly as important an activity as playing Nintendoland with my family. Evaluating each opportunity that comes up on Sunday and asking President Nelson's question each time helps. It's all about staying sensitive to spiritual guidance to know:

  1. What is appropriate for Sunday in each current stage of life 
  2. What I want to teach my kids about Sabbath day observance 
  3. What sign I want to give God (aka living the spirit of the law)

As I've considered these three questions, I have slowly felt out what my family's Sunday best is right now. What I want to teach my kids about the Sabbath is that Sunday is a special day where we don't do our normal activities. We rest from everyday cares and work, and do different, uplifting things instead. The essence of what my family needs out of post-church Sundays right now is present, involved QUALITY FAMILY TIME. Good ole QFT. A whole lot of activities fall under QFT! Not all of them feel Sunday appropriate. We have carefully considered the options that have come up in our family, and decided which activities we will do on Sundays and which ones we will not. Currently the biggest contender is SCREENS. Blah. I tend to say less is more when it comes to screens, but I'm learning that watching shows together and playing video games together is also amazing quality family time.

When we were first married, Jeff and I kept our Sunday watching toned down to "nature shows" like BBC's Planet Earth. It felt very appropriate and even reverent to see beautiful footage of nature on Sundays. We also played a husband vs. wife game of Scrabble most Sunday nights back then (we still play a couple times per year--whenever brainpower permits after the draining nightly kids bedtime, haha). After we had kids we started going on Sunday family walks (off and on, weather/children permitting). Then we added other educational "nature" type shows to our Sunday repertoire, such as Bill Nye the Science Guy and Cosmos. Then the dread video games reared their heads and easy-going Jeff was completely ok with playing them on Sunday and letting the kids play them. If he was ok with it then I was ok with it, but something wasn't sitting right with me, and it took a while for me to realize that it wasn't just my dislike of video games that was bugging me. It was the way the people playing the video games isolate themselves from others. Sunday is a family day, and a day where we rest from everyday recreations. A few weeks ago after talking it over with Jeff, we made the family decision: no video games on Sundays unless you're playing WITH another family member. That works for us right now. Jeff plays games with Jay and Rose. Jay and Rose play games together. Even I play the Wii with them sometimes, while Amber sits holding her remote without batteries, watching every movement avidly. Those family Wii games have become some of our favorite family activities! We don't sit around all afternooon on Sundays playing video games, but we found a way to work them into our Sabbath day observance so they become QFT rather than selfish solo isolation.

Sometimes we get together with our local extended family for dinner and cousin-playing. But if the neighbor kids come knocking, we tell them that Sunday is our family day and we can't play. That's about as far as we've had to go in our Sabbath Day navigation, 9.5 years into marriage and 7 years into parenthood. I know that these things will adjust and change over time as the kids get older and as different situations arise. I am glad our Sundays are still this simple and we don't have to deal with sports or other events on Sundays yet. I used to think that Sunday was cut and dry: you can always do these things on Sundays but you can never do those things. That's not the case! Accepting the phases of life, teaching our kids the spirit of the law, and working with them to give the right sign to God is the challenge.

Everyone's Sunday probably looks a little different. All I know is right  now I feel the best about my Sundays when I slow down and take the time to be present with my family and to build my relationships with each family member. We are not perfect! What's important is we're doing our best and embracing what happens along the way... like indoor hurdling...

{last Sunday Jay and Rose played their "jumping game" for over an hour: they tip over the foam kid sized chair, dash down the hall, and jump over the chair at high speed. It is a tad wild, but also a whole lot of fun to sit and watch. They have to burn off that post-church energy somehow!




 Amber kept getting in the way--"where's the fun without some danger" she seemed to say--eeek!

 Eventually Rose got hot running around in her big Sunday dress and changed into better clothes. She tried going shirtless like Jay but I made her put on a shirt. Jay put on a shirt too for solidarity. Such a good brother.










They take after their father--start 'em young!
{Jeff, circa 2006 running the steeplechase for SVU}






Eventually they went outside and took their jumping to the next level...






That was a good Sunday.

Friday, June 10, 2016

Last day of first grade

Today was Jay's last day of school. About time! It seems like the entire country always gets out of school for summer break long before us Washingtonians, but it is here at long last. Yay! This morning Jay and Rose were deep in discussion about all of their plans for the first day of summer break. Their plans included jumping with the hose on the trampoline, playing a few specific games in the basement, jumping off the stairs into blankets, swimming, inviting friends over, and throwing water balloons. Before we left for school this morning, I took the traditional last day of school pictures:

Favorite: Rose's adoring look shows how she feels about her big brother, Jay's cloaked grin shows his mischievous mirth as he tries to figure out a way to make the photo shoot more amusing, and Amber's glazed gaze is just happy to be a part of what the big kids are doing, even if it is a boring ole picture.

First day/last day of school comparison. These kids are growing UP! 


 Jay was still so little back in September! I can't get over how much older he looks now. These pictures were only taken 9 months apart!

 Can we say growth spurt?


 The school dropoff--Jay usually turns back and waves at me one last time, and it's pretty sweet.

 Then he disappears into the throngs of kids on the playground.

The girls and I came home for one last all-girls driveway playtime before summer.




The end of this school year not only marks the end of first grade for Jay, but it also is the end of an era: of Rose, Amber, and me being home together during the day. In the fall, Rose will be joining Jay at school and I will be down to one child at home! I get lonely just thinking about it. I also thrill to all of the possibilities that will open up, and although any activities Amber and I can do together won't really fill the void left by Jay and Rose, it will be fun to try on a new stage of life! On Tuesday this week the girls and I went on our last Tri Cities errands trip of the school year: Goodwill, Winco, and Costco. It felt so final--the end of an era. No more lugging two children around to all the stores.


I let Rose sit in the front of the double seated Costco cart one last time--she's really too big--just for old times' sake. After the errands, we went on a walk around the temple to round out the day. I brought the good camera to the temple to honor the occasion. It was after 1pm by then, so Amber was much more in the mood for a nap than for a 98 degree panini-pavement walk around the temple. Thankfully she didn't melt down (figuratively, not literally in spite of the heat) until we had circumnavigated the entire temple.


 These girls love beautiful flowers. Rose said: "my favorite part of the temple was the beautiful flowers. I wouldn't be as happy at the temple without the beautiful flowers."




 Is there anything better than two sweet sisters holding hands (unprompted) at the temple??





 Rose: "I'm being Angel Moroni!"

 Pretty sure she's contemplating a swim in the temple's fountain here.

 I felt bad for sitting their tender little thighs on that hot stone planter in the hot sun, but...the picture!



 Sisters forever. Heart.


Ok, back to Jay. He is done with first grade. I created and printed off another school book page this year. We filled out the back side of it today (we fill out the front at the beginning of the school year and the back at the end of school). I thought it turned out rather nice, for a Microsoft Word document:


Here are some gems that I salvaged from Jay's end-of-year stack of school papers. I LOVE reading what Jay writes. He is a very businesslike, get-it-done type of writer and artist, so he usually does the minimum. I couldn't pick just one to save in his binder, so I saved all of my favorites.

Inspired by George and Harold in Captain Underpants, Jay and Rose created their own comic last month, called "the Advencres of super Jay and super Rose" (words by Joseph White Pikcshers by Rose White). 
The other page says "The Best time ever. I was so hapy to play whith my cusis..."oh no sum budy is being midcuchj" sade Stevi. "oh no thats bad." He wrote four more pages about this game that he played when we visited the cousins in Missouri. I adore the title: The Best time ever.

And this is a fitting finale to an end-of-school year post: "Last night I stayed up till 9 pm reading I even stole some crackers. I was snecky last night." HAH! Jeff and I usually retreat to the basement after the kids are in bed, so Jay apparently snuck out of his room and ate some crackers and stayed up an hour too late reading. That's my son. 

Of course Jay isn't the only one who's out for the summer--Jeff is too! He completed his FIFTH YEAR of teaching French at Sunnyside High School today. He said he's feeling great about it; he's totally got a teaching groove going. Yay! Now on to the most fun time of our year: when we're all together ALL SUMMER! 

I love this life.