Wednesday, March 24, 2010

daughters.birthdays.nerf guns. OH MY! - edited

Our sweet Miss Molly Mae turned 9 on Tuesday.
Earl and I had a meeting Tuesday night,
so Monday night we all went out for a family dinner.
Even Grandma and Aunt Gail joined us.
Mexican food.
(Can you say YUMMMMMY?)




The next morning,
I fixed, as per requested,
my "famous" homemade cinnamon rolls.




Then we all loaded up in the van,
and headed out to the CA Science Center in Los Angeles.
We saw an awesome movie at the IMAX in 3D on the ocean.
I had the best seat in the house -
right next to Jonathan who gave me a constant running commentary,
along with Jim Carrey's narration.


We then toured the Science Museum and learned all kinds of wonderful stuff about the body being in balance - "Homeostasis"

Notice this next photo.
Wanted to take the obligatory shot of everyone before leaving the museum.
Everyone is smiling except Jonathan.
I have many on my hard drive like this.
It is becoming a habit.
A habit that is not going to be coddled any longer.
So we talked.
Right there in the museum lobby.
Very firmly.
And persuasively.
"You are being disobedient."
"We are only asking you to take your fingers out of your mouth and smile. 30 seconds. That's it."
"Your disobedience will be disciplined if it continues."
"There may be no cookies later after lunch."
Ahhhh! That was the motivator!




Coming out of the museum,
the light was shining through this cool colored glass.



David tried his hand at lifting a 50,000 ton truck, (I actually don't remember the weight exactly . . . snicker)
with a lever.



Lunch time!

Homemade quesadillas.
Plums.
Flavored water.
And cookies!


Molly got a nerf gun for her birthday the night before
and so wanted to bring it to the park,
so she and David could have some "battles".

But it proved very intriguing to some young boys also at the park.
Molly was very kind and patient.


David also joined in the fun.

After awhile,
I think Molly was beginning to wonder if they were ever going to be able to play with their guns.


Finally, the boys left and the games began.

I love this shot!
Molly is such a tomboy, but also such a girl.
Shooting while closing her eyes and turning away.
Notice the gun is as far from her as possible??



Jonathan was WISHING he had a gun.





Over at the tables,
there were some wars of different kinds going on.


It was a very fun day!
Happy Birthday, Molly.
We love you,
terribly so!



PS. Since Earl and I had a meeting this night, the kids got to have a babysitter. They have always loved their babysitters for which Earl and I have been very grateful. So this evening was just a continuation of the celebration . . .glow sticks on the trampoline in the dark, nerf guns, and I'm not sure I want to know what else. :) Thanks again, Bekka!

Saturday, March 06, 2010

Early Saturday Mornings

One of the things I love about Earl's job, is getting to host the quarterly leadership meetings in our home.
They happen on Saturday mornings, from 7-10ish
and they usually come after a late Friday night.

I love the dark and clean house.
I love the quiet.
I love my hot cup of coffee.
I love the fact that Earl and I each have our "jobs"
and go about them quietly while the kids still sleep.
I love that our "jobs" just fell in place naturally,
with little discussion.
I love the smell of the "special occasion egg casserole" cooking
(so do the kids!).


I love the sound of the church's big coffee pot percolating
and getting ready for those sleepy guys to stumble through the door
(It used to be just the men leaders, but this morning is the first meeting where they have also invited some of the women in leadership roles).
I love the "deep voices" of the men.
I love the sporadic outbursts of deep, hearty laughter.

The kids and I try to stay quiet and out of sight for the morning.
This has not dampened their Saturday morning in the least.
The kids actually cheer when they hear that "Daddy's having a meeting in the morning". They know it means "special food"
and that their chores get postponed until later.
It means a slow morning and
lots of fun playtime in the back of the house.
When they were real little,
I would bring breakfast back to a bedroom
on a tray and we would eat quietly back there.
Now that they are older it is kind of a challenge
to see if we can eat in the kitchen without Daddy and the guests hearing us.
They do very well!
I use the morning to
catch up on school plans, blogging,
letter writing, cleaning the bedroom, etc. etc.
This particular morning, we actually have the daughter of one of the men
here to play with Molly and Annie before her soccer game,
so I think after we eat
(I can smell the homemade, completely high-calorie cinnamon rolls cooking!!),
we will head to the garage and organize and play.



Yep.
I LOVE these early Saturday mornings!

I'm off to feed these desperately hungry children.

Good job, guys!!

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